Lanke Chess Edge

Compared with the dignitaries and nobles, this family naturally belonged to the common people, but after all, it was close to the imperial city. Even the seemingly unremarkable houses in the back of the alleys were valuable, so their lives were actually quite prosperous.

The back door is the kitchen, and Ji Yuan followed the couple into the house. The pot covered with the lid was making noises, and a faint scent of porridge and rice overflowed, mixed with the smell of food on the stove. The smoke that can be completely discharged into the chimney seems to be full of smoke and fire in the world.

"Hehe, sir, you must be quite cold now, why don't you just sit in front of the stove and grill over the charcoal fire?"

When the man made such a suggestion, Ji Yuan naturally nodded and agreed, and said "Thank you!" After that, he walked to the stove, sat on the small wooden stool, and his face was also reddened by the remaining charcoal fire in the stove.

"Sir, sit down first, let's clean up, motherfucker, let Po get up."

"Why."

Watching his wife enter the front hall, the man tidied up the small kitchen table, put away the benches and small stools, and scooped out some pickled side dishes from the side jar. The same sour aroma full of pyrotechnics, Ji Yuan can't help but produce saliva in his mouth.

When the hostess of this household showed up with a child with sleepy eyes, the host just lifted the lid of the stove, and a burst of steam rose and brought a burst of heat. Ji Yuan sat on the stove and took a look. , which is white porridge with a moderate consistency.

"father."

"Well, you're up? Wash your face and prepare to eat porridge. This gentleman is a guest at home. Say hello."

Seeing Ji Yuan's attire, the child immediately became sober and bowed a little cautiously.

"Hi sir!"

"Um."

When Ji Yuan responded, several large bowls of porridge had already been placed on the table, and the host warmly invited Ji Yuan to eat the porridge. Ji Yuan should have a lot of courtesy, and he was not vague when it was time to eat. He ate it with pickled vegetables It was a joy, sucking and sucking made everyone feel very appetizing.

It is very interesting for children to watch Ji Yuan eat porridge, and they eat it with great enthusiasm. The hostess of this house looks at her husband, and the two have eye contact. This scholar eats differently. It seems that he is very hungry. Eat The speed is also fast, but the appearance of eating is still not ugly.

This pot of porridge was originally prepared according to the amount of a family of three. Although it will definitely be cooked more, it will not exceed too much. The child must be fed to his full. There is an extra fate, and the hostess and hostess can only eat less , the male host usually eats three bowls of porridge, but today he only ate one bowl and added a little.

Of course Ji Yuan knew how many things were in the pot, but he didn't say anything. He quickly ate a bowl of porridge, and when the second bowl came, the chatter on the dinner table became more and more loud.

The main topic of this family is still their own children. Facing the scholar Ji Yuan, they talked about the intelligence of their own children and their expectations from outsiders. This is the mentality of ordinary parents who want their children to become dragons, and they also provide the best that they can provide. Conditions, such as going to school, such as the consideration of the child's official career.

After chatting about such topics for a while, it was inevitable to mention Yin Zhaoxian, who was born as a star of Wenqu, and Ji Yuan couldn't help but talk.

"Ji heard that Mr. Yin was not in good health, so he came all the way to Beijing to visit him. Hey, I don't know how Mr. Yin is doing?"

Ji Yuan's words were not a direct question, but more like a sigh of a scholar who admired Yin Zhaoxian after dinner.

The words apparently resonated with the couple as well.

"Hey, Mr. Yin has broken his heart for the people of the world these years, and his condition has not improved for a long time. None of us ordinary people want something to happen to Mr. Yin, but we are not doctors, so we can only ask God not to take Mr. Yin away."

"My master said, Mr. Yin must have been murdered by treacherous officials in the court. Those old officials would hate Mr. Yin the most."

The child who was eating the hot porridge also interjected, Ji Yuan smiled, stretched out his hand to wipe off a piece of ashes on the child's forehead, and then said.

"Well, but if you don't want your wife to have any problems, don't talk nonsense as a child."

The child scratched his head in doubt, but his parents even said "yes" and warned the child not to talk nonsense.

After simply chatting with this family for a while, Ji Yuan has a clearer judgment on Yin Zhaoxian's status in the hearts of ordinary people. The child's wife can say that directly. Either the teacher is a bit stupid, or he is really angry. intolerable.

After that, Ji Yuan didn't talk much about the Yin family's affairs, but chatted with them about the family affairs, and prepared to leave after a meal. He didn't deliberately go to the front door, but planned to leave through the back door.

Although it was only a brief contact, the family members felt that this Mr. Ji was very knowledgeable and eloquent, he was definitely not an ordinary person, maybe he was the hermit character in the rumors, so the reception was even more warm, and he even used respect for his address. language.

It was still raining outside, when Ji Yuan walked to the back door, the hostess specially found an umbrella.

"Sir, it's raining outside. Since you don't plan to sit for a while, take this umbrella with you!"

"Yes, Mr. Ji, take your umbrella."

The host took the umbrella and handed it to Ji Yuan, but the latter declined, turning his head to look at the rain outside the eaves of the back door.

"It's raining in the middle of the night, maybe..."

Before I finished speaking, the raindrops outside became more and more sparse, and the puddles on the stone road in the alley gradually disappeared.

"Haha, look, the rain has stopped, thank you for the hospitality, Ji is leaving!"

Ji Yuan laughed, turned around and saluted, then stepped out and walked into the alley, the two couples were stunned for a moment, but returned the salute after regaining consciousness, and watched Ji Yuan leave.

"Oh! Mr. Ji's clothes are still wet, they should have been dried just now!"

"Oh yeah, I forgot about this!"

The hostess and hostess regretted that it was rare to meet such a seemingly real doctorate, so they should make friends more, maybe someday their children will be able to rely on them when they study.

Hearing what his parents said, the child next to the door frame was puzzled.

"Mr. Ji's clothes are wet?"

The child was also very interested in Ji Yuan just now, and clearly remembered that Mr. Big's clothes were not wet at all, but the parents didn't care about the child's words, they just sighed and went back to the house.

When the sound of closing the door came from behind, Ji Yuan in the distance of the alley stopped again, looked back at the family, smiled and shook his head before continuing to leave.

Human nature is complicated, but also simple. Ji Yuan is actually quite interesting. As a person who is almost recognized as a good man within a certain range, he will feel better because of such an insignificant and pyrotechnic trifle. , perhaps this is because the world is worth it.

And about a quarter of an hour after Ji Yuan left, the children of that family got dressed again and were ready to go to school. I felt something was wrong, and then focused my eyes on the child's forehead, and finally found out what was wrong.

"Head of the house, come and see the head of the house!"

"Ah? What's the matter?"

The man walked from the inside to the front door, looked at the mother and the child suspiciously, and saw that his wife's face was obviously shocked.

"Oh, come and take a look, my son's forehead, look, the black birthmark is gone!"

"What?"

The man was surprised, and squatted down to take a look, and stretched out his hand to wipe away his son's bangs, and saw that the ugly black birthmark of a large size was gone on the forehead that was originally covered by the bangs.

"It's really gone! It's really gone! This..."

"Take Ah Bao to see the doctor?"

"This is natural, this is natural! I have to do fortune-telling again, after all, I have changed my face, but the birthmark is gone, it should be a good thing, right?"

Although the couple showed doubts on their faces, they obviously couldn't hide their joy. In this society, appearances are always important. Not only is it important on weekdays, but if you want to improve, your appearance is even more important. This is especially true for studying and being an official.

...

After the rain in the early morning, Rong'an Street looked very fresh, and the gates of the Yin Mansion opened early. Apart from the busy servants of the Yin Mansion, in one of the courtyards, Yin Zhongzheng, who was dressed in training clothes, was boxing alone.

Yin Zhong's moves are well-organized, but his fists and feet feel extremely powerful, and he often makes a random circle, which can bring out a gust of wind in his sleeves, and even make a muffled sound, which actually shakes the breath in the courtyard. The servants only dared to stand close to the corridor, knowing that the second young master would not hurt anyone and did not dare to get too close, breathing would be stressful.

Yin Qing was passing by the corridor holding an old scroll of bamboo slips, a gust of fist wind swept over his temples, and he stopped and looked up, seeing his younger brother's fists and kicks, he couldn't help but say something.

"Hu'er, although my brother doesn't know martial arts, I also know that those who are highly skilled in martial arts pay attention to how to retract and release freely. If you use all your fists and kicks like this, don't you have the power to change?"

Yin Zhong kept punching in his hands, and he didn't care if he would be discouraged when he spoke at the moment, so he replied loudly.

"Brother, my punch is very powerful, and at least 20% of the force remains in my body. Brother, don't look at my moves as tough, but in fact, I am tough with softness."

Yin Qing hadn't cared about Yin Zhong's martial arts for a long time, but seeing Yin Zhong's attitude, he believed in his heart that his younger brother could handle it properly, but he didn't speak directly, but took a few stones from the side and punched Yin Chong At the critical moment of playing, throw it at him casually.

Obviously he should not understand martial arts, but Yin Qingshizi was not only accurate, but also landed very "horribly". Yin Zhong twisted his body when he was fully punching, his waist was like a dragon, his hands and feet were like claws and tail.

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom"

A few stones were directly smashed into pieces, and when Yin Zhong was about to talk to his brother with a smile, there was another sound of breaking through the air. After he narrowly dodged, a stone flew past his forehead, and Yin Qing It will be visibly untouched.

In the next moment, Yin Zhong stomped heavily on the ground, shaking up a few stones, and then swept his legs.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

Three stones were shot obliquely towards a high place on one side, while Yin Zhong yelled violently.

"who?"

The other servants didn't react, only the two brothers of the Yin family looked in the direction of the flying stone, a touch of white swayed from side to side, and landed on the eaves next to it, it was a white paper bird holding a stone, The two little wings were raised high, as if they were about to throw down the stone they were holding, but they froze because of Yin Zhong's reaction and the two brothers' gaze.