After exiting the hay shed, Meng Xinghe came to the stable, found a wooden bucket next to the manger, went to the well in the distance to fetch clean water, took out a brush specially used to bathe horses, and brushed all the horses in the stable, except for The black wind refused to let Meng Xinghe get close to it, and it even showed signs of raising its hoof and kicking him away.
This dead horse, don’t let me ride on your back, otherwise I’ll drag you out and run for three days and three nights until you’re exhausted and slam the brush into the barrel. Meng Xinghe doesn’t intend to give that black wind a bath. A bundle of fresh hay was brought from the haystack, chopped and spread in the manger. All the horses in the stable immediately strolled over and chewed the hay. Meng Xinghe was somewhat pleased by this scene, and then picked up his ax to chop wood. .
After working hard to split a pile of wood into uniform pieces, just as Meng Xinghe was wiping his sweat, the old man in the hay shed finally walked over slowly. He first went to the stable to look at it, nodded with satisfaction, and then came He went to Meng Xinghe, picked up the split firewood on the ground, and said: "Yes, the young man is very honest in chopping firewood and feeding the horses. He is not impetuous or slippery. He is much more sincere than those scholars."
"My mother taught me," Meng Xinghe scratched his head. He had never been so naive. In his memory, his ability to chop wood and feed horses was indeed taught by Meng's mother in Mengjia Village. Although Meng's mother doted on Meng Xinghe very much, , but still taught him many countryman skills.
"Haha, it's rare to see a mother nowadays who is determined to let her son who is studying do such menial work. Therefore, you are lucky to have such a mother." After saying this, the old man took out a bunch of keys from his waist and handed them over. He gave it to Meng Xinghe and said: "This is the key to the stable and the woodshed. From tomorrow on, you will help me take care of all the horses in the stable. They will feed them once in the morning and evening, and you will also be responsible for bathing them in the evening. As for adding water, driving Mosquitoes, relief from heat, cleaning stables
, I leave all the treatment of sick horses to you, and it just so happens that I feel at ease." He treated Meng Xinghe as a groom and did not allow him to refute at all. The old man had already turned around and left.
Is this a working horse or a horse? Holding the bunch of keys, Meng Xinghe wanted to rush up and ask for more information, but the old man had ruthlessly closed the only broken door in front of his hay shed that could block the wind, and said coldly: " You can go back today and come back early tomorrow,"
After standing alone on the school grounds for a long time, Meng Xinghe finally chose to go back. In any case, if he wanted to learn something from others, he would undoubtedly have to pay a price. Besides, coming to the stable to feed the horses and chop firewood was not a bad thing, just treat it as free time. It's just to train himself. Come to think of it, he hasn't started morning exercise for a long time. Starting tomorrow, he will resume his previous morning exercise habit in Jiangdu to lay a solid guarantee for a happy life in the future.
When he returned to his wing in the Museum of Literature and History, the sky had completely darkened. The students on the left and right had already lit their lamps, preparing to stay up late and study hard. Meng Xinghe pushed the door open and saw Aunt Yun sitting upright inside. He said Ya smiled and sat next to Aunt Yun.
"What are you doing, coming back so late,"
"Chopping firewood to feed the horses," Meng Xinghe didn't want to hide it.
Just like hearing the funniest joke, Aunt Yun laughed and said: "Just you, chop wood and feed the horse," Aunt Yun's voice was a little brisk, as if she had never seen such a charming moment tonight, the usual Aunt Yun After saying less than three words to Meng Xinghe, the two of them met each other's eyes. Today was indeed a bit unusual, but then she sniffed her nose and put her beautiful hand on her nose, as if she didn't believe it: "You really want to raise it?" The horse is gone,"
Meng Xinghe smelled his clothes, and there was indeed some smell. He hadn't taken a bath in a few days, so he immediately went back to his room, grabbed a few clothes, and ran to the bathroom of the Imperial College.
Half an hour later, Meng Xinghe sat in front of Aunt Yun again. The clothes were brand new and made of fine brocade inlaid with gold threads. The clothes he wore on his body highlighted the nobility that Meng Xinghe didn't have at all. This made him accustomed to wearing blue shirts and cloth shoes. Meng Xinghe does look somewhat handsome.
Facing Meng Xinghe's complete change, Aunt Yun's heart was slightly disturbed. It seemed that Mengdie's vision was pretty good. Meng Xinghe usually looked thief and cynical, but he had nobility in his heart. Inside, Aunt Yun is not an ordinary person. She knows that nobility cannot be faked, it must be born with it.
"What are you thinking about, Aunt Yun?" Meng Xinghe waved his hand in front of Aunt Yun's eyes. Meng Xinghe smiled and said, "You can't be homesick, right?"
Aunt Yun blocked his claws, glared at him, and said: "I'm thinking about how to complete the things your master and sister told me. Don't forget, if you want to marry Mengdie, you must complete the Jade Fairy Fang thing. ,"
Meng Xinghe secretly stupefied and almost forgot about this matter. Aunt Yun and he came to Chang'an just to deal with Yuxianfang.
Does she want me to complete the task now? Meng Xinghe poured a cup of hot tea for Aunt Yun and said, "Aunt Yun, don't worry too much. After my scientific examination, I will spend three or five days to decide." Take down the Yuxianfang signboard and use it as firewood,"
Aunt Yun smiled disdainfully and said, "Don't exaggerate, I'm afraid you'll be pierced through the chest with a sword before you take down the sign."
Aunt Yun's expression didn't look like she was lying. Meng Xinghe was horrified and said, "Besides taking the risk and tearing down the sign in front of the mountain gate, is there any safe and easy way?"
It is indeed Meng Xinghe's true nature to retreat when faced with difficulties. She had some good feelings for this man just now, but now they are gone. Aunt Yun said angrily: "Do you remember what your master and sister said to you before coming to Chang'an?"
"Yes, lust betrays me," Meng Xinghe touched his face narcissistically, but he almost didn't say that the young man was actually quite handsome.
Aunt Yun resisted the urge to hit someone and said, "There's more,"
Meng Xinghe thought about it carefully, and immediately took out a porcelain bottle from his arms and said, "Master and sister also gave me a bottle of Longyan Pill. I heard that it can change my appearance. I don't know if it is true."
"Of course it's true," Aunt Yun took the bottle, uncorked it, and said, "This Longyan Pill is the most precious treasure of my magic sect. Even those fairies in Yuxianfang who are profound in Taoism don't know that you took Longyan Pill." Dan, now, you have to do as I say, if something goes wrong, it will be your own fault."
Meng Xinghe listened attentively and said: "You say, I will do it. If you are not satisfied, we will change positions again."
Aunt Yun didn't understand what he was saying and said seriously: "Xiangguo Temple, you should know that from tomorrow on, after Miss Du finishes her lecture, you will tell me where to go to paint."
"Paint," Meng Xinghe argued, "I can't paint,"
Aunt Yun ignored her directly and said in a serious tone: "If you don't know how to draw, teach me to draw pictures of beauties." Aunt Yun suddenly walked into Meng Xinghe's room, took out the Four Treasures of the Study, and spread a piece of rice paper on the table in front of him. Said: "Now, draw me. If you can't draw me, you won't be allowed to sleep."
"I really want to learn to paint," Meng Xinghe tremblingly took the brush that Aunt Yun had forced on him. He was still good at writing with a brush, but not at painting. After all, Meng Xinghe was not good at painting. However, look at Aunt Yun's words. With a tough expression, it was impossible to cheat, so Meng Xinghe ran out of the house quickly, found a piece of wood from outside, burned it on an oil lamp until it turned black, and then cut it into a cone shape with a knife. My aunt couldn't figure out what he was doing and asked curiously: "What are you doing?"
Meng Xinghe held the black thing and said with a smile: "This is called a paintbrush. It is much more flexible to use than a brush."
"Making trouble," Aunt Yun scolded, but Meng Xinghe stretched out a hand, made a few gestures in front of Aunt Yun, and said: "Don't move, otherwise don't blame me for the ugly painting."
Aunt Yun really believed it when she heard it. She sat upright in front of Meng Xinghe and looked at him lightly, just to cooperate with Meng Xinghe in painting.
Meng Xinghe held a paintbrush in one hand and scanned Aunt Yun over and over again. Although he had never seen her face, based on the two phoenix eyes exposed by Aunt Yun, Meng Xinghe used his imagination to slowly paint her face that had never been revealed before. Shown in writing.
"Aunt Yun, do you know that I just discovered today that you are actually very beautiful?" Meng Xinghe put down the brush in his hand and carefully looked at the painting he had made. If the face of the person in the painting is really that of Aunt Yun Her true appearance can be said to be that of a woman who is full of tenderness and seems to be sad.
"Have you finished painting?" Aunt Yun asked gently. The painting speed must be too fast.
"Don't move, not yet," Meng Xinghe told Aunt Yun to stay as she was, and immediately ran into her room, took out some paints that could be used for coloring, and then used a clean brush to add color to the woman in the painting bit by bit.
His concentrated look made Aunt Yun smile. Meng Xinghe seized this moment and immediately added a stroke on the corner of the beauty's mouth on the paper. In a moment, a picture of a beautiful woman with a slight smile appeared on the rice paper. Although the drawing The beauty in the painting has her eyebrows furrowed, infinitely sad, and her eyes are always so empty and lifeless, as if she is hiding a lot of thoughts, but the faint smile on her mouth breaks the whole deadlock, making the beauty in the painting more beautiful. A bit of human joy, anger, sorrow and joy.
Seeing that he finished the painting so quickly, Aunt Yun breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Whatever you drew, show it to me to see if it's up to standard."
Meng Xinghe handed the painting over. He didn't mind letting Aunt Yun see that she actually had such a beautiful moment. Perhaps, this was the first time since Meng Xinghe met Aunt Yun that he imagined how stunning the picture was under the veil. Only then did he decide to draw her face.
The painting was held in Aunt Yun's hand, but she refused to speak. Only Aunt Yun knew whether the woman in the painting was her, but the only thing that was certain was that Aunt Yun had guessed what she looked like in the painting. It's still passable, at least it's not too rouge or tacky.
"The sky is covered with frost over the ten-mile flat lake, and every inch of blue hair is worried about the past years. I forget about the shape of the moon. I only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals."
Looking down the painting, I was invisibly touched by the poem inscribed in the lower right corner of Meng Xinghe. With a "Puch" sound, in front of Meng Xinghe, Aunt Yun smiled happily and said: "Meng Xinghe, you painted me well. ugly,"
Meng Xinghe bets that this is the most charming and enchanting voice he has heard since he met Aunt Yun, and it makes his heart tremble. If the beauty in the painting is really not as good as Aunt Yun's true appearance, then her original appearance How charming is the face? With some hope in his heart, Meng Xinghe said to please: "Aunt Yun, there is no one around now. Can you please remove the veil from your face? I will only take a look and won't tell anyone. Mengdie didn’t say anything,”
"Haha," this time Aunt Yun did not scold Meng Xinghe for being rude as usual, but smiled and said, "You really want to see it, you won't regret it,"
Meng Xinghe nodded. He was indeed curious and wanted to see Aunt Yun's true face.
Aunt Yun blinked at him and said jokingly: "Well, if you marry me, I will take it off and show it to you."