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Volume B, Section 166, Occasionally Revealed

 Standing outside the back hall window, Shen Yixiu couldn't help but cover his mouth and chuckle. How could his younger brother be a match for this young man who obviously had a lot of life outside?

She didn't know why she slipped out of the house quietly when she heard Feng Keng coming to pay his respects.

Naturally, it was impossible for her to show up in such a situation, but she still wanted to hear the other person's voice and see the other person's figure.

"Ziying, you are slandering!" Shen Zizheng was very anxious and could not wear this hat.

"Brother Jun Yong is exaggerating." Feng Ziying chuckled, "I just want to say that the imperial court's rules and regulations naturally have their own reasons. It is definitely not just a rise or a person's emotional preference."

Shen Zizheng glared at the other party bitterly. He knew that if he wanted to discuss policy at this time, he would never be his opponent. Even Yang Wenruo and the Hou brothers praised him. They felt ashamed, let alone himself?

Naturally, Feng Ziying would not offend the other party too deeply.

This Shen Zizheng is a man of literary talents and is said to be quite chivalrous. However, when he saw him today, he seemed to have no talent and no chivalry. He was even more timid when facing him, which really made him a little bit nervous. disappointment.

But what happened to Shen Zizheng? He didn't care. He was more concerned about Shen Zizheng's sister. But under such circumstances, he couldn't ask to see his sister, right? He was afraid that he would be beaten with a stick immediately.

Seeing that Shen Zizheng still looked angry, Feng Ziying was helpless. This guy was one year older than her. How could he be so intolerant of excitement? How could he make him angry with just two words?

"Is this how your Qingtan Academy discusses imperial regulations and studies of political affairs all day long? The imperial court is increasingly focusing on political theory, but puts the fundamental meaning of classics behind it. This is an act of neglecting the fundamentals and chasing the last. , will definitely bring disaster." After a long time, Shen Zizheng exhaled a breath of turbid air and said angrily.

"Brother Jun Yong, you don't have to carry such a big hat, as if your Chongzheng Academy has not discussed and studied the theory of current policy. As far as I know, Yang Wenruo, Hou Ruopu and Hou Ruogu have also worked hard on the theory of current policy. Otherwise, how could Yang Wenruo be ranked second, and how could the Hou brothers be ranked fourth or fifth?" Feng Ziying said with a smile: "Brother Jun Yong, there is no need to be discouraged. Your classics and meaning are far better than those of my younger brother. You only need to be a little on time to get rid of the exam. If we put some effort into policy theory, we will definitely make it into the top ten.”

"Ziying, there is no need to comfort me. I, Shen Junyong, am not so petty. If I can do it, I can do it. If I can't, I can't. I am a little inferior in terms of current policy, but I will make a comeback in three years." Shen Zizheng didn't appreciate it and glanced sideways at the other party. One glance.

He had already sensed some clues. This guy wouldn't leave here. He always said thank you for the gifts and congratulations. He even served tea to see the guests off, and this guy turned a blind eye. He obviously had some agenda. Thinking of this , he became more and more vigilant.

But the bad guest didn't leave, and he couldn't drive him out. Shen Zizheng rolled his eyes. He also heard Yang Wenruo and the Hou brothers talk about Feng Ziying's classics, which were average in meaning and especially powerful in political theory, but not versed in poetry. He is a typical layman.

His sister was a master of poetry and painting. In Shen Zizheng's mind, even though this son was extremely famous, he might not be suitable for his sister. But when he thought about his father's temperament, he found it difficult to say.

Although his father is also a scholar, he attaches great importance to career matters. If this son really wants to pester him endlessly, or even come to propose marriage, it is really hard to say.

However, Shen Zizheng also knew that Ajie was very popular with his father, so the matter of marriage should be regarded as a matchmaker ordered by his parents, but most likely he would have to tell Ajie first. If Ajie knew that this son was not good at poetry, he would only I'm afraid I won't agree.

Doesn't Feng Ziying know that it is a wishful thinking to see the girl from the Shen family? This lady is not a well-connected member of the family, how can she be so easy to see? If he really wanted to meet her casually, Feng Ziying would feel uncomfortable It's no longer appropriate.

But now that he leaves, I'm afraid he will have to wait until spring before returning to the city. The beautiful impression of that day really left a deep impression on him, and he really wants to see them again, even if it is with a hood and gauze curtains, just hearing his voice. That's okay, but he also knows that he can only think about it.

Seeing that Feng Ziying was just holding a tea cup and looking straight ahead without saying a word, Shen Zizheng thought about it again and again, frowned, and thought about it.

"Ziying, brother, I see that you have been looking at the scroll on the wall, but do you think this painting is grand and colorful?" Shen Zizheng pretended to be careless.

Although Feng Ziying is not very proficient in landscape painting, she is still a person who understands painting. When she saw Shen Zizheng suddenly brought the topic to the paintings on the wall, she was stunned for a moment and then realized that this guy probably felt that he was overshadowed by current policies. He thought it would be humiliating for him to use the artistic conception of this landscape painting, but he didn't care much about it. He was not interested in such elegance as music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and there was no need to pretend to be arty.

"It's really a beautiful work, but I don't know who made it?" Feng Ziying only then began to look at the work on the wall.

The writing style is delicate and smooth, but also has a rugged and proud air. It harmoniously integrates a fishing boat and fishermen at the foot of the river, which can be called a masterpiece.

"This was painted by my sister for my father after our family's autumn trip three years ago. However, the painting was completed early, but there has never been a suitable poem for it in the past three years. Ziying, why don't you write a poem for this painting? How about it?" Shen Zizheng glanced sideways at Feng Ziying, who was still in a daze.

At this time, Feng Ziying realized that the Shen family was really full of talents.

He also heard that Shen Zizheng had an older brother, Shen Ziji, who was several years older than Shen Zizheng. However, after Shen Ziji passed the scholar examination and failed the provincial examination, he stopped taking the scientific examination and instead traveled abroad. Opera poetry.

It seems that this Miss Shen is also a talented woman. The quality of landscape painting in this painting is extremely high, and she seems to be proficient in poetry.

Looking at Shen Zizheng's expression, Feng Ziying could guess the other party's intentions. He knew that he was not good at poetry. This was something that many people in Qingtan Academy and even Chongzheng Academy knew. He didn't believe Shen Zizheng. Zizheng didn't know about this, it was just to make himself look ugly first.

Thinking of this, Feng Ziying couldn't help but ponder. It seems that she is still a little bit enthusiastic about having a haircut. Miss Shen, and even the Shen family may not be able to find someone who has the same interests and hobbies, and someone like herself who is focused on career and economics. , it seems a little inappropriate.

It's just that he still doesn't understand. According to his father and Duan Xigui, Shen Jun is not that pedantic and rigid scholar. He is quite skillful as an official and has a desire to make progress. Why are his children like this?

So why is Shen Zizheng so enthusiastic about scientific research?

Before he had time to think about it, Shen Zizheng saw Feng Ziying in a daze and couldn't help but urged with a smile: "Brother Ziying, are you in a bit of a dilemma?"

Feng Ziying stood up, smiled, looked up and down in front of the painting, and nodded: "It is indeed a masterpiece, and it should be accompanied by a good poem. However, Brother Jun Yong should know that I have never been good at poetry. Academy Everyone knows it, so I’m really sorry. I can’t even say it even if I’m searching my guts..."

Seeing that the other party had retreated despite the difficulty, Shen Zizheng was waiting to say more when he heard a clear and sweet voice coming from the window: "Second brother, please don't be rude!"

Feng Ziying and Shen Zizheng were also startled. Shen Zizheng understood immediately and said with a slumped face: "Sister!"

"Miss Shen!" Feng Ziying also stood up, only to see a graceful figure standing across the window lattice. She could only see her through the mottled window lattice.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Feng, Jun Yong was a little rude just now. Maybe it was because of Qiu Wei's defeat that he was a little upset..."

Shen Zizheng rolled his eyes. Besides, Qiu Wei's defeat would not make him lose his composure, but at this moment, it would be a bit bad to say that he was deliberately making things difficult for the other party, so he could only endure it.

"It's okay. What brother Jun Yong said before is correct. This "Fishing Alone on the Autumn River" does need to be paired with a good poem to make it more artistic. However, Ziying rarely dabbles in poetry, so it is difficult for her to take on this important task. ..." Feng Ziying said calmly.

Shen Yixiu also felt that the other party was very calm and didn't seem to care about his lack of poetry, which was a black spot in the eyes of many scholars.

In fact, my father also said in his letter to himself that although the Feng family man is very famous now, he is not known for his poetry and songs, but for his courage and unique and profound insights into current affairs. .

Shen Yixiu naturally understood the meaning of his father's words in the letter, which meant that this Feng family man was probably not a simple scholar and civil servant. He might be a capable minister who was good at doing practical things in the future, and his father had always Use this goal as your own criterion.

"Young Master Feng, don't worry about it. His poems are sweet and elegant. Young Master Feng has the world in mind. That's the true nature of a man..." Shen Yixiu stood outside the window and said in a sweet voice.

"Haha, thank you, Miss Shen, for your forgiveness. However, Miss Shen's painting is indeed majestic and majestic, yet also full of details. It is a rare masterpiece that Ziying has ever seen. Ziying also saw a painting in an ancient temple. The poem is very suitable for this painting..."

"Oh?" Shen Yixiu and Shen Zizheng were both startled. They were trying to avoid it before, but now an ancient temple poem suddenly appeared. What does it mean?

"One coir, one hat, one small boat, one foot of silk fiber and one inch of hook; one song, one bottle of wine, one person fishing alone in the river." After reciting, Feng Ziying bowed her hands: "Miss Shen, brother Jun Yong, Ziying goes first I say goodbye. I’ll see you again when I have time another day.”

Feng Ziying didn't say much, and left after saying goodbye.

This visit can be regarded as a matter of resolution, and all the previous thoughts have disappeared with the wind.

The Shen family is indeed a master of poetry and calligraphy. Any girl can have such attainments in calligraphy and painting. I, as a layman, am not suitable for it, but I really need to think carefully. Don't have disagreements in the future and cause unpleasantness. It loses its meaning.


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