Chapter 149 The Sickly Villain in a Female-dominated World 20
Nearly 70% of the silk shops and cloth stores in Qingchi County are owned by the Cheng family. As the only daughter of the Cheng family, Cheng Yuyun has been raised in the palm of her hand since she was a child.
The servants of the Cheng Mansion discovered that their young master often liked to go to Shiyuan Village recently, and each time he was accompanied by a different servant. The common feature of these servants was that they were quite knowledgeable in literature.
Looking at Cheng Yuyun, who was as pretty as a peacock in front of him, Lin Qing twitched his lips silently. Without thinking too much, the rumor that he had married Wuyanhe Dongshi must have been spread by this guy.
Chen Xi felt somewhat repulsed by the romantic lady in front of him. He was always worried that she would corrupt his wife, for example, by taking a maid on a whim.
However, at this time he just bowed slightly and then quietly left the study.
Cheng Yuyun, who had been here several times before, poured herself a cup of tea with ease. After taking a few sips, she walked to Lin Qing's side curiously, "What are you doing?"
Lin Qing calmly finished the last stroke, then put away his brush and ink. After washing his hands, he looked up at this uninvited regular customer, with a subtle hint of disdain in his tone: "Brother Cheng, are you free today too?"
"I'm here to see you." Cheng Yuyun raised her chin slightly, and walked around the room with the servant, motioning for people to move things into the house. Pieces of glittering silk were piled on the table, causing the servants passing by outside to look up a few more times.
"Your house is too plain and dull. This is the new brocade that my shop has bought. It is very popular in the capital. I'll give you some to decorate your house."
There was a hint of pride in her tone.
There was a hint of helplessness in Lin Qing's eyes. Ever since their last chat, he had no idea what had happened to this guy's mind. He always did strange things.
"That's fine. The Xingrui Courtyard at home needs to be renovated, and your materials can be used in the guest rooms."
"Guest room? Who else but me would come to this remote place like yours?" Cheng Yuyun picked up a piece of cake and stuffed it into her mouth. The sweet fragrance of the osmanthus glutinous rice cake filled her lips and teeth, making her unable to resist eating another piece.
The Mid-Autumn Festival was still ten days away. Lin Yong had already left for the city a few days ago. Wang Junran also went with her to watch the Mid-Autumn Lantern Festival, so Xingrui Courtyard became empty.
"Donmu wrote to me saying that Monk Zhao Zijun of Qingzhou was traveling in Yuyang County and came across the Tongwen Pian I wrote earlier. He wanted to stay in the village for a while."
"Monk Zhao? The female ruler who was born in the Zhao family of Qingzhou but was obsessed with practicing Taoism?" Cheng Yuyun's face was filled with shock, and the pastry in her mouth suddenly felt less delicious.
What happened? The little friend who should have been living in dire straits actually made a ten-fold jump!
It's not only his fault, but he also comes here every day to enjoy other people's misfortunes and make fun of them!
The ugly one is actually me?!
"Yes, so we have to renovate the yard before the distant guests arrive." Seeing the awkward look on the man's face, Lin Qing continued, "I plan to transplant some green bamboos from the back mountain into the yard and rename it Bamboo Hill."
Bamboo is upright, and would rather break than bend; this is called uprightness. Although bamboo has joints, it never stops; this is called striving. Bamboo is straight outside and hollow inside, and its mind is as broad as a valley; this is called humility. Bamboo has flowers but does not bloom, and its plain face faces the sky; this is called simplicity. Bamboo stands alone, and stands tall; this is called excellence. Although bamboo is outstanding, it is not like pine; this is called sociability. Bamboo carries the texts of the past generations, and it bears the hard work and complaint; this is called responsibility. (Note 1)
I guess this will be in line with the monk's intention.
Cheng Yuyun opened her mouth and seemed to be hesitant to speak, looking at the man standing tall in front of her with complicated eyes. This man was indeed no ordinary person. If he didn't speak, it would be fine, but when he did, it would be startling.
Thinking about her experience of failing the boy's test several times, she felt even more sad. After fiercely stuffing a few more mouthfuls of osmanthus cake, she managed to say under the worried gaze of the waiter: "If you become rich, don't forget me."
Lin Qing sneered: "Why, Brother Cheng, don't you want to meet Monk Zhao? I was counting on you to take the monk to tour the surrounding countryside."
This is something she is good at. If you ask her what interesting and unique places there are in the county, she knows them all. Cheng Yuyun agreed readily.
Now she suddenly realized the benefits of having a famous scholar as a friend. Apart from anything else, the scholarly atmosphere emanating from this visitor had already made her feel very attracted to him.
Besides, she thought to herself, now she wouldn't have to worry about finding a famous teacher for her daughter in the future. She could buy a piece of land near the Lin Mansion and build a few houses. Whenever a famous scholar came to visit her friends, she would move in with her children to stay there.
As for when she became Lin Qing's good friend, Cheng Yuyun smiled and secretly said, just now.
The bamboo house was built very quickly. The location originally connected to the palace was surrounded by a bluestone wall, leaving only space for two doors.
The side door that was opened before was transformed into a main gate, directly connected to the outside world. In this way, although the bamboo garden is inside the Lin Mansion, it is independent of it.
Jade-like green bamboos are planted outside the walls of the village. From a distance, they look like green clouds and rolling bamboo waves. From close up, you can hear the rustling of bamboo waves and the whispering of the breeze. Before entering the house, you can already feel the Zen-like clarity, tranquility and elegance.
This clump of green bamboo originally grew on the steep slopes of the mountains. It was discovered by the Yang sisters (formerly mountain dwellers) by chance while hunting. This clump of green bamboo grew lushly on a slope between the south and north sides of the mountain, and looked extremely vigorous.
Thinking of the clump of dwarf bamboo he had seen in the Lin residence before, Yang Lin dug up a few roots with the soil and brought them back home. When he delivered mountain products to the Lin residence, he gave them together with the gifts to the steward.
As expected, Lin Qing liked this bamboo.
After receiving the letter from the Lord, Mr. Lin had a long talk with his daughter. After in-depth discussions, the father and daughter felt that it was okay to follow what was said in the letter. Due to her daughter's physical condition, she was destined to live in a mountain village for the rest of her life, and she was forced to be a hermit.
From then on, Lin Qing secretly pondered how to highlight the salty fish... no, gentlemanly spirit in himself.
Then she found Cheng Yuyun, an excellent reference. With this comparison, she instantly felt her style had become higher.
The two of them got what they needed.
As soon as Zhao Zijun entered Shiyuan Village, she found that the literary style was quite strong here. Even the three-year-old child picking beans in front of the door was humming and reciting "Tongwenpian", which really surprised her.
After finding out the location of the Lin Mansion, the servant drove away in a carriage at high speed, raising a cloud of dust along the way.
Zhao Zijun benefited a lot from the trip to the Lin Mansion. The place where he lived was not worldly, and the friends he made were not ordinary people. Every morning he woke up to enjoy the morning glow and warm mist, listen to the birds singing and insects chirping, and then practiced morning exercises in the first purple light rising in the east. After he sweated all over, breakfast was already ready.
After the meal, she found her friend and sat down to talk with him. They had a profound debate on the meaning of human existence, the meaning of reading, and the meaning of walking.
Zhao Zijun was born into an aristocratic family, but she has always wanted to get rid of the constraints of her family. She deeply believes that studying and practicing martial arts are by no means a substitute for the emperor's literary and martial arts. Over the years, she has been walking and thinking, always looking for the meaning of her own existence.
Of course, she was not the only rebel in the aristocratic family, but everyone rebelled in different ways. Some were independent and wore strange clothes, some indulged in sensual pleasures and lingered in brothels, and some pretended to be in tune with the crowd, suffered from self-reflection, but might also destroy themselves.
The world trend is turbulent, and those who are transcendentally enlightened are bound to be sober and in pain.
(Note 1: "Bamboo has seven virtues" comes from the Book of Songs)
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