allonlinenovel Chapter 278 Meeting in Winter Courtyard
Chapter 278 Meeting in Winter Courtyard
"Huanhuan, do as you think is right. I believe in you."
Xu Qingzhao stood like a pine or cypress. A gust of wind blew, and the tenderness in her eyes was more beautiful than the scenery on the top of the mountain. My heart skipped a beat with joy.
For Huanxi, this sentence is more lethal than words like "I like you, I love you".
It’s like a person who has been wandering for half his life suddenly has a harbor to rely on and a big tree to provide shade.
After that day, a man named "Biehe Jushi" suddenly appeared in Rongshan Town. His book "The Story of the Stone" became popular in Shang'an Prefecture and even the entire Shang'an Prefecture.
The Story of the Stone tells the story of the heavenly fairy grass repaying a favor with tears, and the poems in it are even more beyond reach.
It’s a pity that this layperson only updated a short twenty chapters in seven days.
So people began to inquire about who this "Biehe Jushi" was. They found out about Shuxiangju in Dashi Village, and many writers wanted to see what the man who could write the poem "Alas, her virtue is to stop at the loom, and her talent is to chant the catkins. Her jade belt hangs in the forest, her golden hairpin is buried in the snow" looked like.
Even the verdicts of the Twelve Beauties in the fantasy world are talked about by many people.
Although it is only a short twenty chapters, the plot is so captivating that people can't stop reading it. They all want to find this lay Buddhist and ask about the subsequent plot developments.
"Sister, I really can't think of it..."
At this time, Huanxi vacated the small courtyard where he lived in Shuxiangju and used it as the base of "Biehe Jushi".
He Yuanyuan was sitting in the middle of the yard, writing furiously, while Huanxi, sitting opposite her, also had a pale face.
"I remember 90 percent. You have to figure out the remaining 10 percent for me, otherwise you won't have any food today."
"How can this be! Sister, you are abusing college students! I want to beat you! I want to file a complaint against you! I want labor arbitration!" He Yuanyuan threw down her pen, lay on the stone table and stopped moving.
"The indenture is still with me. Where can you go to complain to me? If you still want to hit me, I'll hit you on the head." Huanxi said viciously in a fake tone.
"Brother Xu! Look at her! She's her cousin after all. How can you treat your cousin like this?"
Xu Qingzhao picked up the teacup, smiled and shook his head, without responding to her.
Seeing that she ignored her, He Yuanyuan acted coquettishly towards Yu Yan who was sitting at another corner of the table:
"Sister Yanyan, look at them! I know you're the fairest, Sister Yanyan. What do you think?"
Yu Yan put down her pen, slowly began to snap her fingers and said with a smile:
"Two bowls of rice, half a roast chicken, oh oh oh, and the basket of dumplings from this afternoon, and also, among the snacks that Jingshu and the others had, which one is missing from yours?"
He Yuanyuan immediately fell silent and pouted in protest.
"It's good for her to not eat. Look at her, her face has become rounder. The name Yuanyuan really suits her." Huanxi added.
"Ahhhhhhh, stop it, stop it, I know I'm wrong, I'll write, write, write. I really don't know how you can say such cold words with a body temperature of 37 degrees."
The courtyard was peaceful and harmonious when Yuan Zhen suddenly came in and asked:
"Madam, the servant of the guest from the Winter Courtyard came over and said he wanted to see you."
Huanxi raised his head and looked for her?
It's been seven or eight days, and I haven't seen Chu Yu come out of the yard. What's blowing today?
She stood up and glanced at Xu Qingzhao.
Xu Qingzhao understood what she meant, stood up and followed her.
When I walked outside the yard, the servant was indeed waiting there.
"Little brother, what's wrong with your master?"
This boy looks quite cute, a little boy, but his expression is a bit cold.
He glanced at Huanxi and then at Xu Qingzhao.
"My name is Bu Yan. My master heard that Shuxiangju recently published a book called The Story of the Stone. He read the first twenty chapters and couldn't forget them. He wanted to ask Boss Zhao something."
It turned out to be the case.
When they arrived at the gate of the winter courtyard, Bu Yan stopped Xu Qingzhao who wanted to follow them in.
"My master has ordered that only Boss Zhao be allowed in. Sir, please stay."
Xu Qingzhao lowered his outstretched hand.
Buyan was half a head shorter than her, but she looked down at him from above.
Ling Buyan felt a little unhappy.
On the other side, Huanxi entered the winter courtyard, walked around the path, and came to the door of the house.
She hadn't been in here for a long time, and the place seemed to have changed a little.
Many new bamboos have grown in the bamboo forest. The combination of dark green and emerald green makes the yard seem more quiet and secluded.
The piano music coming from the middle made her feel a little cooler here.
There was also a stone table in the middle of the room. When she was playing, she drew the Chu River and Han River boundary on it.
I asked Lao Lin to play chess with me for a few times, and I will take them out when customers need them.
In the middle of the yard, a handsome young man in white was playing music that Huan Xi couldn't understand with his white and green fingers.
Mountain stream?
Or an ambush from all sides?
Listening to the music, I feel a sense of pity and sadness, but also a sense of hope.
The music of the piano has not stopped yet, and I dare not disturb the joy.
"Boss Zhao, please take a seat."
When he said this, he did not stop his hands and did not raise his head.
Huanxi walked over and sat down opposite him, and began to look at the young boy carefully.
After the song was over, Chu Yucai slowly said:
"Boss Zhao...have you seen enough?"
His tone was as calm as water, and no emotion could be heard.
Huanxi was a little embarrassed and said with a smile:
"Master Chu, what do you want to discuss with me? Are you used to living here?"
"Very satisfied, but I'm more concerned about something, I think I've already told you."
"Oh, that one you're talking about... It's just a children's book that my sister and I compiled when we had nothing better to do. It's not something you, Master Chu, would like..."
"Why is Mr. Zhao so modest? The plot in this story is not something an ordinary person can write. With this kind of knowledge, wouldn't it be easy to pass the imperial examination?"
Yes, she thought so too.
The author must be a great writer to be able to write such a profound work.
But she remembered that historical documents did not mention whether Cao Gong had any achievements or not.
However, whether or not he gained fame for being able to write such a story was probably not that important to Cao Gong.
"Ha...haha, this is also good luck. I dreamed about it, so I told the story to my sister, and then I decided to write it down." He just kept talking nonsense.
"How you got here isn't important; how you stay here is. Boss Zhao is a smart man. He understands the value of The Story of the Stone and the risks involved."
Huanxi put away her smile and turned serious.
"I wonder what Master Chu has to say? I'm just a peasant woman, and I don't understand those principles... Please enlighten me..."
Chu Yu put her hand on the piano and stroked it gently, then looked up at her with her eyes with thick eyelashes.
"How about we make a deal?"