"Little Greenhead, you're just jealous. Even if you can transform into a human, you'll only be able to wait outside the door and listen to my voice when I'm serving the master in bed."
Hearing the angry rebuke from the boy in blue on the vine, Feng Bingwen was teasing a little elf who was lying on a blooming yellow chrysanthemum, mocking the boy in blue.
"What are you little rascals watching every day?"
Upon hearing this, Feng Bingwen, who had only been watching the spectacle, could no longer contain himself. He flicked his hand, sending the spirit born from the yellow chrysanthemum into the air. After it rolled a few times, he extended his finger and gently pointed, causing a stream of herbal essence to transform into an arrow that knocked the boy in green off the vines.
"Wow, that's terrible!"
"Oh no! Master is angry! Run!"
"Hide quickly!"
Seeing Feng Bingwen's posture, the elves in the Hundred Herbs Garden immediately began to shout in feigned panic. However, despite the loud shouts, few elves actually took any action. Instead, they watched their companions' antics with amusement and laughter.
"You lot..."
"Xiaowen, you've rested long enough, come and practice your calligraphy!"
Feng Bingwen wanted to teach these innocent and unrestrained little sprites a lesson, but when he heard the old man's rather stern voice outside his courtyard, he had no choice but to give up and turn to leave.
I'll deal with you all later!
The little boy spoke with a stern face and a serious tone, but few of the fairies in the Hundred Herbs Garden took it seriously. After spending these days together, they had figured out the young master's temperament.
"Oh dear, the young master has gone to practice calligraphy. Little Chrysanthemum, hurry up and take out that book you've been hiding and let us see it."
As soon as Feng Bingwen left the courtyard, several elves that could already understand human speech and recognize written characters gathered around the little elf that had climbed back onto the chrysanthemum, their faces full of excitement and longing for the unknown.
"What do you want? That's a treasure I finally found after a lot of trouble."
The little elf with a head of brilliant golden hair looked wary, as if guarding against a thief.
"Come on, don't think I don't know. Those are forbidden books, as scholars say. If you don't share them with us, I'll tell the young master that you're peeping at forbidden books."
“Yes, Little Chrysanthemum, if you keep it to yourself, we’ll tell the young master and have him confiscate your treasure.”
"You've gone too far!"
Little Chrysanthemum was stunned, clearly not expecting her companions to be so ruthless.
"We're just looking, we're not going to steal from you."
"real?"
Little Chrysanthemum looked hesitant.
"Of course, why would we rob you? We're all sisters!"
"Alright then!"
Looking at the number of so-called sisters surrounding her, after a difficult internal struggle, Little Chrysanthemum finally gave in. She flew down from her flower stalk and dragged out a book no bigger than the palm of her hand from a hidden patch of grass.
Seeing this, the other little elves gathered around. Some of them, like Little Greenhead, read part of it and remained calm, while the others, who were unaware of the book, looked at it with curiosity in their eyes.
One of the narcissus sprites, who had only recently learned to read, looked at the palm-sized book and read out the title of the book word by word.
"White Fox Romance?"
What kind of book is this?
"It looks so strange, it's much smaller than the books in the young master's study!"
"This kind of book seems perfect for people to carry around with them."
"You're all so stupid! This is what scholars call a forbidden book!"
What are banned books?
"You'll know once you take a look."
"Let's watch it together, let's watch it together."
So, a group of little elves, full of curiosity and thirst for knowledge, opened the little book that Chrysanthemum had picked up by accident.
Suddenly, the once bustling Herb Garden fell silent. The elves, possessing sufficient intelligence and having learned human languages, had all gathered together to read. After a long while, sounds finally broke the silence.
"How strange!"
"These are different from the books in the young master's study."
Is this a fight?
"You're so silly! The book says that Scholar Lu and this White Fox Sister fell in love. How could people in love fight?"
"But isn't that what the illustrations say? They're all tangled up together, it looks like they're fighting fiercely!"
"I don't understand!"
"Me too."
"Should we go and ask the master for advice?"
"Are you all stupid? This is a banned book! It's already stated on the title page that the author isn't even credited!"
"But the young master won't arrest us and take us to the government office."
A group of little elves, newly exposed to forbidden knowledge, chattered excitedly. Although they couldn't understand some of the content, or even comprehend it at all, a strange feeling drew them to continue reading. They felt deeply shocked, and in a hazy state, it seemed they had come to understand something.
It wasn't until Feng Bingwen returned to the courtyard that the group of little ones hurriedly hid the book and returned to their respective flower bushes and vines.
However, they were exposed to knowledge that was not appropriate for their cognitive stage too early, which made it impossible for them to understand some of the content.
Finally, one of the little flower fairies couldn't resist her curiosity and secretly went to ask Feng Bingwen for advice.
This question immediately caused trouble. Feng Bingwen was no clueless fledgling; his mobile device used to be crammed with learning materials.
Therefore, the little elf's question aroused his vigilance. After interrogating the little elf for a while, he figured out the whole story clearly.
then,
"No, sir! Please, don't take it away! This is a treasure I went through so much trouble to bring back from outside!"
Amidst the lush flowers and plants in the courtyard, a tiny flower fairy, no bigger than a palm, lay on a small book barely larger than herself, her eyes brimming with tears, looking utterly pitiful.
But the child standing in front of him had a cold and ruthless expression, and his tone was uncompromising.
“How can you, at such a young age, be reading this kind of book? Confiscate it, it must be confiscated.”
"Please, I beg you, how can I live without this book!"
"You are a creature of nature, not a bookworm. Besides, this kind of book can't breed bookworms. Get out of here."
"Young master, you can look at this treasure of mine as much as you like, as long as you don't take it away, okay?"
With teary eyes, the little flower fairy tried to negotiate with Feng Bingwen.
"What nonsense are you spouting? I'm a scholar who has studied the Four Books and Five Classics, how could I possibly read such books?"
Upon hearing this, Feng Bingwen immediately put on a stern face.
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