The daily routine of wearing a book and abusing literature to cultivate a scholar and Xiaoxianggong

Chapter 70 The Love Poem of Xiang Gong

The elder brother who didn't have time to send Xianggong to the academy didn't go home immediately, but went up to the second floor to inspect his spare bedroom before returning contentedly.

After seeing off my brother, the room became quiet again.

Li Xiaodao felt that he was not used to such quietness.

When I went out that day to keep it a secret from my husband, I actually went to two shops to order two things.

One can be picked up today, and the other is the Willow Leaf Flying Knife made by myself. It was originally said that it would be picked up tomorrow, but today Li Xiaodao wanted to try his luck.

Because she really didn't want to be alone in this empty house.Go out, or find something to do.

In the end, she decided to go out to pick up things in the middle of the morning, and happened to have lunch outside.

In the morning, I go to the study to memorize the book. My brain is good in the morning. There are still about ten pages left in the Fanyu book. I memorize two pages a day, and it will take about five days.

Practicing calligraphy is a long-term effort. You have to practice every day to make your writing more beautiful.

But I really don't know how long it will take to practice to write as beautifully as my husband.

While thinking about it, Li Xiaodao walked towards the study.The sky was gradually brightening, there was a big window in the study room, the lighting was very good, and the study room became very bright under the sunlight at this time.

She was not in a hurry, slowly made a cup of tea, put it on her dedicated desk, took two sips before picking up the book.

But even though he picked up the book, his eyes were not looking at the book, but at the table next to him.

The husband's table was not cleaned up, and there was a piece of paper on it, one side was pressed by a paperweight, and the other side was naturally rolled up.

what is it then?This is not in line with Xianggong's personality that likes to be tidy. Did he leave in a hurry and forget to clean up?How could a piece of paper be left on the table.

Li Xiaodao was curious and decided to simply satisfy her curiosity. She stood up, moved to the husband's desk, and slowly spread the piece of paper with her hands.

I saw a few words written on the paper in flowing lines:
"When I see the green hills, I have the heart of Renguang Yunanguan,
Seeing the green water twice, the tenderness is endless;
There is love in three lives, love is like meeting each other in mountains and rivers,

Four seasons live forever, life and life depend on mountains and rivers. "

After seeing it, Li Xiaodao burst out laughing.Sure enough, when he climbed to the top of the mountain with Xianggong that day, he was really very poetic.

But I didn't realize that Xianggong can write love poems?After finishing writing and not giving it to myself, but quietly putting it here, are you still shy?
Li Xiaodao gently stroked the handwriting left by Xianggong, and the cold rice paper seemed to be warmed by these words.

The emptiness in my heart was filled in no time.

After stroking for a long time, she carefully rolled up the lettering and put it into the paper tube beside it.

Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, take this picture and frame it!Mr. Xiang must be embarrassed to hang it in the hall, so just hang it in the bedroom, hey.

Li Xiaodao cheered up, reciting vocabulary alone in the study was a bit lonely, she took the book to the yard, found a chair and sat down, reciting while basking in the warmth of the winter sun.

When I am tired from my back, I go back to the study to write and write. I make two cups of tea and eat a few snacks in the middle. The half-morning time is quickly passed.

Then she took up her little bag, which is a bag, put on her bonnet, and with the key in her pocket, she went out.

She walked to the smithy first.The blacksmith shop is far away, and it takes a long time to walk.

Ah, she really wants to buy a horse and have a carriage of her own every now and then.

When she passed the horse market, she had the urge to pick up the cart on the spot, oh no, pick up the horse on the spot, but when she thought that she couldn't ride a horse yet, she calmed down again.

And it costs 30 taels of silver!The flesh hurts, really hurts.It would be great if I could make more money, I don't know if I have the kind of shit luck like the last time I worked in the Shibo Department.

Because she was worried that her husband would use the silver in the future, she never spent money indiscriminately. Although the family had a little savings, and the husband also had two or three taels of silver every month, the family was still a little thin.

Li Xiaodao was walking alone on the road, there was no one to chat with, so he had to look around, and he was not in a hurry anyway, so he walked and wandered, thinking wildly in his head while walking.

Passing by the horse market, I wanted to buy a horse, and when I passed by a clothes shop, I also went in to have a look to see if there was any suitable for Pei's father, mother, and husband, and asked the price by the way, she had the final say, and bought it for everyone in the family A similar new dress is still quite expensive. Thinking about how many clothes I brought from my mother’s house when I got married, it filled the whole closet and I couldn’t wear it all. I guess it was made by my mother when I was not married. How much money did you pay, hey, what a doting mother.

Thinking of his parents far away in Jinsha Town, Li Xiaodao felt a little uncomfortable again. He couldn't be with them during the Chinese New Year this year, and his brother was also in the provincial capital. Only the old couple was at home to celebrate the New Year. It was really sad...

As I walked and strolled, I didn't feel very far away. It was almost noon when Li Xiaodao finally arrived at the blacksmith's shop.

The blacksmith shop here is not like the simple one-person blacksmith shop in the town. In the blacksmith shop here, even Li Xiaodao can't enter the working room, and several shirtless men are working hard.

She entered another house dedicated to selling finished products, and there was a shopkeeper's hospitality in it.

The boss recognized Li Xiaodao as soon as he entered, because after all, it is rare for women to come to blacksmith shops.

"This girl...you came today by coincidence. You just finished the lancet. Didn't you promise to pick it up tomorrow? Why did you come here today?" The boss smiled sincerely.

"I'm a little bored at home, so I want to go out for a stroll. Come and have a look. When you're done, pack it up and give it to me. I'll give you the rest of the silver." Li Xiaodao took out some broken silver from his sleeve and put it on the on the counter.

The boss took out a thing more than ten centimeters wide and looked like a waist belt from the large cabinet on the wall behind the counter and put it on the counter. There were five small scabbards sewn on the belt, and five small scabbards were inserted into the scabbard. Lancet.

"Girls, be careful when using the scabbard. There is a lock on the scabbard. Remember to lock this button at ordinary times, otherwise the knife will fall off. When you use it, press this, and the knife can be pulled out." The shopkeeper patiently demonstrated to Li Look at the knife, while demonstrating the safety of using the knife.

Li Xiaodao looked at it carefully, and tried hard to write it down. After reading it, he tried it himself. He was convinced that he had learned how to open and lock the sheath. Then he stuffed the knife and his belt into his pocket, thanked the boss, and turned around. Ready to walk out of the store and go to the next place.

When she was about to leave the shop, she suddenly remembered that there was no book on how to practice this kind of throwing knife in the book shop. It is estimated that few people use this kind of weapon, so no one wrote tutorials.But a dead horse should be a living horse doctor. She stopped and asked the boss casually: "Brother Boss, do you have any instruction manual on how to practice this kind of throwing knife?"

The owner of the blacksmith shop has never heard of the word "instruction manual", but he can probably understand the literal meaning. He thought for a while and said with a smile: "There is indeed one! But it is not a manual. It was made by a master of throwing knives before. Knife, by the way, I begged him to draw a picture of hand gestures for me. I wanted to practice it myself, but I didn’t do it because I was lazy. Wait a minute, I’ll get it. I’m giving this picture to the girl. !"

Li Xiaodao thanked the boss happily.

This is really great!
(End of this chapter)