A lucky wife born again from a farm family

Brother Cheng heard this and said, "But it's the Zhan family in Jiangnan."

Brother Cheng knows this Jiangnan Zhan family. The current third master of the Zhan family is familiar with Mr. Xia. They have been close friends for more than 30 years. This third master of the Zhan family is also a famous madman. Painting and construction.

Master Zhan San's paintings, like his people, follow a wild style, and most of his paintings are wild and chaotic mountain scenes.

As for building.

Listen, isn't it the endless chaotic sound of building construction?

A servant of the Xia family replied: "Young Master is right, it is the Zhan family in Jiangnan."

In fact, the Zhan family was not in the south of the Yangtze River before, but in the capital. However, wars broke out frequently in the last years of the previous dynasty, and the capital became a place for chaos and chaos. In order to avoid the war, the Zhan family moved to the south of the Yangtze River.

After the establishment of Dachu, the Zhan family originally wanted to move back to the capital, but the first emperor of Dachu didn't like the aristocratic family, so he beheaded many aristocratic families.

Seeing this scene, the Zhan family did not dare to return to the capital.

Not only did they not dare to return to the capital, but when the first emperor of Da Chu asked a wealthy family to send their daughter to the palace as a concubine, the Zhan family did not refuse and instead sent a daughter to the palace.

Because of this incident, the Zhan family was scolded by a first-class family, saying that the Zhan family was flattering and gave their daughters to thieves. But the Zhan family said that their family did this to preserve the family's bloodline and prevent the Emperor of Chu from killing the family again.

Brother Cheng felt that the Zhan family simply wanted to please both sides. Unfortunately, the daughter who was sent to the palace only gave birth to a princess and then died, not a prince.

The Zhan family failed to get benefits from both sides. They failed to curry favor with the royal family and were despised by the first-class family.

In the past, Mr. Xia also looked down upon the Zhan family, but he had known Mr. Zhan San since he was a boy, had gone through hardships together, and was impressed by Mr. Zhan's construction. Therefore, he has been in contact with Mr. Zhan San for so many years and has no respect for the Zhan family. There has been a gradual improvement.

"Young Master is here." The butler of the Xia family came over from the end of the road, bowed his hands to Brother Cheng and said, "Young Master, my good friend is here. He is building a building and having a drink in the listening water garden. Please treat me to Mr. Cheng." You went over to meet the guests."

Xiaotuan listened and said: "Steward Xia, I have told you many times, don't call our brother Cheng the young man. Just call him brother Cheng or the second son of the Gu family."

Xiaolangjun was the name given to men by wealthy families in the previous dynasty. His brother Cheng was not from a wealthy family, he was just a farm boy. After school, he had to cut the grass with a straw knife.

Butler Xia didn't even look at Xiao Tuan. He only smiled and said to Brother Cheng: "Young Master, please."

Brother Cheng thought that since Mr. Xia invited him, he had no choice but to go and say hello.

He nodded and greeted the large and small groups, and the three of them followed Butler Xia to Tingshui Garden.

Tingshui Garden was built after Mr. After that, the stream water will fall from the small waterfall into the pond, and the sound of rushing water will be heard, turning it into a listening water garden.

When Brother Cheng saw Tingshui Garden for the first time, he thought... Mr. Cheng was really very idle and spent a lot of time just to get some water to listen to the sound.

Not long after, Brother Cheng and the others arrived at Tingshui Garden.

Listening to the water garden, the sounds of building, harp and ancient sheng were mixed together. Three of the four elders were playing musical instruments, while Mr. Xia, disheveled, danced to the music.

When it comes to disheveled clothes, the one that hits the roof should be number one. Not only was his robe open, his hair was disheveled, and he was shaking his head while building.

Brother Cheng: "..."

I'm so afraid that I will become such a lunatic in the future. Brother, come and save me!

Just as he was complaining, Mr. Zhan San stopped, pointed at Brother Cheng and said: "Brother Changyuan, this is the young man you taught. He is so cute. When he grows up, he will definitely be like this." Take your place among the intellectual madmen.”

Brother Cheng: "..."

Uncle, thank you. You can just be your own madman or something like that. I'm just here to learn, and I'm not interested in your crazy behavior at all.

Mr. Xia was quite satisfied with Cheng Geer as a student. Hearing this, he was very proud and said: "That's natural. Cheng Geer's handwriting is already quite elegant. In another ten years, he will be successful. You paint and let him inscribe for you."

Mr. Zhan San was interested: "Oh, Zhan would like to see it first."

He said to Zhan Er, who was playing the harp, "Xiaoer, bring the plum-flavored rice paper we brought and let this young gentleman write a calligraphy."

"Yes, uncle." Zhan Er stood up, went to the long pavilion, took out a piece of plum-flavored rice paper, placed it on a bamboo mat in the garden, and made an invitation gesture to Brother Cheng: "Please, young man." .”

Zhan Er is very good-looking, handsome and fair, and he is in his early twenties. His kneeling postures have been practiced since he was a child. Spreading paper, sitting on his knees, and extending his hands to invite each other are all pleasing to the eye.

only……

Can you please stop being shirtless? It’s late October, aren’t you cold? It will freeze you to death.

A word from his second sister suddenly popped into Brother Cheng's mind: You should have style rather than warmth.

In fact, Zhan Er is also cold, but he has admired his uncle since he was a child and determined to be a madman like his uncle. He is arrogant and popular, roaming in the mountains, forests and city walls, and playing among the ladies and oirans.

Brother Cheng untied his book bag and gave it to Xiaotuan, performed an ancient ritual to Zhan Er, walked to the bamboo mat, took off his shoes, knelt down on the bamboo mat, picked up a brush as thick as his thumb, and dipped it in After the ink, start writing.

His movements were smooth and flowing, and he didn't seem to have any difficulty in writing each word, and he still maintained elegance.

After the last vertical hook, he stopped writing, turned his wrist, turned the brush in a circle gracefully, hung it on the pen holder, turned around, and said to Mr. Xia and Mr. Zhan: "Sir, Mr. Zhan, please take a look. .”

Mr. Zhan San was watching from a short distance away while he was writing. Now he came over and saw that the words on the paper were like dragons and phoenixes dancing, and like pines in the mountains. He was very surprised. This child must be eight years old at most, and he could write something like this. A hand with vigorous calligraphy.

"Are you good at martial arts?" Mr. Zhan San asked. Without boxing and kicking skills, a child of this age would not have the strength to write such words.

Brother Cheng nodded obediently: "Yes, Brother Cheng's family has a rule that all members of the family must practice martial arts."

Mr. Zhan San said: "Oh, your family still has such rules."

but……

"Your handwriting is good if it's good, but it's too regular. It should be more wild to be more powerful."

Brother Cheng: "..."

Are you so crazy that you can’t even read what you’re writing?

No, I won’t write, I don’t want to become a lunatic like you.

But he replied with a smile: "Yes, Brother Cheng has learned a lesson."

Come down first and wait until the Zhan family leaves.