Simulation becomes reality, have I ever looked down upon the eternity?

Chapter 252: The grindstone makes the pen move like a dragon!
Xie Yuan, along with a group of servants, rushed back to his own courtyard.

In the Xie Mansion, besides Madam Yuan, there is also Madam Zhuge.

There is nothing else in the Xie Mansion except the main house where Old Lady Xie lives.

There are two courtyards in the east and west.

The east courtyard is the main courtyard.

Mrs. Zhuge was a Buddhist and she carefully built a Buddhist temple in a corner of the east courtyard. Every morning, monks from Qingliang Temple came in the morning dew, reverently lit incense sticks, and the sound of Sanskrit lingered in the air.

On the left side of the Buddhist hall is the "Dragon Seat", and after passing the connected "Moon Gate", you will see a screen wall with a colorful crouching tiger carved on it, which is intended to block the "evil spirit" and protect the peace of the home.

Mrs. Zhuge did not establish a proper sect, intending to ensure that the incense would continue and the blessings would last for a long time, benefiting Xie Yuan.

Going further in and passing through the "Chuihua Gate" is Xie Yuan's villa - Shou'an Pavilion.

There are stairs in between, leading up to the highest point, and the terrain is second only to that of several courtyards.

The courtyard is a little deeper.

For a family like the Xie family, the deeper the courtyard, the less likely one is to peek into the hall.

There are still three days until the Chinese New Year.

Mrs. Zhuge waited in Xie Yuan's courtyard early and brought Xie Yuan several sets of new winter clothes for the New Year. They were rushed to be made at the Jiangnan Weaving Bureau last year and took a year to make.

However, until night fell, Xie Yuan had not returned.

Mrs. Zhuge wore an autumn-style sable-patterned Zhaojun suit, a pearl-studded Buddhist belt around her neck, and a phoenix-headed jade hairpin on her head. Although she has two sons and is in her early thirties today, her face still looks like she is in her twenties.

She wore no makeup on her face and her temperament was dignified and elegant.

She asked softly, "Is the young master not back yet?"

The servant who was serving beside him hurriedly replied, "Master Yuan went to Chengyuan in the afternoon to visit Master Guan. He just came back not long ago and is still in the school room."

Madam Zhuge paused for a moment while twisting the Buddhist beads in her hand, and was slightly stunned. She said:
"Master, you don't like studying very much and you never go to the school. It's already this hour, why are you still there?"

A servant standing by with a smile on his face answered cheerfully:

"According to Mr. Xi, the young master is concentrating on studying in the private school, and the servants who went to urge him did not dare to disturb him."

"Is this true?" Mrs. Zhuge asked in surprise.

"Hurry up, let Ping come back soon, don't disturb Yuan'er's study."

Mrs. Zhuge showed joy on her face. You know, her son has always hated reading. He scribbled on the Confucian books in school and wrote a few big words "vulgar".

Why did you change your temper today?

"Walk lightly today, so as not to disturb the young master from his studies."

Madam Zhuge ordered, "Make the fire burn brighter."

Her face was filled with joy as she continued, "You all have rewards today."

Upon hearing this, all the servants nodded in agreement and were delighted.

Mrs. Zhuge recalled what the gentleman in the academy said several years ago.

"If that boy Tianyuan is really interested in learning, I will accept him as my last disciple."

That gentleman used to drive the Master's carriage. When he was young and studying, he was accompanied by a white deer. He once got drunk at the Deer Terrace and cut off a cloud with a sword, causing a heavy spring rain to fall.

Later, he became disheartened and broke his sword, living in seclusion in an alley. However, because of his former fame, even though he was not taught by the master himself, the master's four disciples still had to respectfully call him "senior brother".

If Yuan'er could get his protection, his future would be bright.

As parents, how can we not plan for our children!

Mrs. Zhuge's face became even more radiant and radiant.

She suddenly recalled the reason why Yuan Er suddenly became so eager to study, and what she had just said:

"Yuan'er went to Chengyuan? Isn't that the servants' quarters?"

"Who is Master Guan?"

Mrs. Zhuge had no impression of Young Master Guan in her memory.

In addition to the "four departments and six bureaus" for setting up banquets, there are also accounting department, kitchen department, tea and wine department, table and plate department, as well as fruit department, honey pancake department and other institutions in the palace.

As for matters such as laundry and shopping, they are all handled in Chengyuan.

The servant quickly replied, "Master Guan who lives in Chengyuan is the ninth son of the master. He has the master's surname, Guan."

The servants were all reluctant to use the word "thank you" and dared not say it directly.

"Xie Guan!" Mrs. Zhuge remembered that this man was the illegitimate son of the Xie family. She never thought that he actually lived in the servants' quarters.

Madam Zhuge frowned slightly. She came from a prominent family, so it was difficult for her to have a good impression of those vulgar and despicable people.

"Don't be an ignorant person who leads Yuan Er astray..."

The servant in charge of the young master's daily life reported: "The young master suddenly became very diligent in studying. Perhaps he was influenced by this young master Guan."

Having said this, I will tell you in detail what has happened in recent days.

"He cried until his eyes went blind. It's really touching. Xie Guan is actually a rare filial son."

After hearing this, Mrs. Zhuge couldn't help but feel a little favorable towards Xie Guan.

Playing blind chess, betting on reading...

"I never thought that Yuan'er would study hard because of Xie Guan."

She knew her son's temperament very well: he was impatient, conceited about his intelligence, and never gave in to anyone easily, but he had a kind heart.

This time, he wants to compete with this "Xie Guan" in terms of reading skills.

"As soon as I returned to the courtyard today, the young master immediately ordered all the chess pieces to be burned. I swore a solemn oath that I would study hard until the spring of next year, when the flowers bloom, and then compete with the young master Guan again."

"What was the outcome of the chess game?" asked Mrs. Zhuge.

"The young master won one game and lost two."

Madam Zhuge was silent for a moment.

The servant asked in a low voice, "Madam, what should we do next?"

If there is no big tree to protect the ice and snow inside the mansion, they will melt away without a trace once the spring weather comes.

Madam Zhuge pondered for a moment, picked up the jade Buddhist beads in her hand again, and said slowly:
"Yuan'er has been kind-hearted since he was young. If parents interfere too much, it will ruin his pure heart."

"I remember that Xie Guan had not yet received enlightenment, right?"

"That's right. Madam Yuan hates him. Naturally, no one dares to speak out. No one dares to teach an illegitimate child to read."

Madam Zhuge nodded slightly and took the small lacquered tea tray from the maid, which contained a small covered bell.

"Even if it's the so-called assessment next year, I'm afraid that just a word from Madam Yuan could easily interrupt his academic journey."

"Since Xie Guan has helped Yuan Er develop a desire to study, I will help him become famous in the Xie Mansion. People are like duckweed, and once they become famous, they will have a shadow."

"But Madam, if the news of the young master's loss in the game of chess gets out, it won't be good, right?" The servant looked worried.

The minds of young people are sensitive and fragile, just like newborn green branches, which need careful care.

Madam Zhuge took a sip of tea, slowly put down the teacup, and said:
"Yuan'er has been smart since he was young and rarely suffers setbacks. This is a good thing for him. He is still young, and even if he falls, I, as his mother, can still help him up. If he gets older, I'm afraid he will get into big trouble." "Let Xie Guan be a whetstone for Yuan'er."

Say it.

Someone in the Mingtang will take the order and make arrangements.

"No noise is allowed in the courtyard today. It will affect Yuan'er's study. Send a few smart maids. If the school stays up late at night, the kitchen will have to work hard."

"Yes, ma'am!"

……

……

[It’s already New Year’s Eve! ]

[The Xie residence was filled with a festive atmosphere. In the courtyard, a few red lanterns were hung on the sycamore trees, adding a bit of festive atmosphere.]

[Since the morning, Wutong has been busy. You wanted to help, but she chased you out.]

[“Master, a gentleman should stay away from the kitchen. Besides, your eyes are not fully healed yet, so be careful.”]

[You just glanced at the pot, which contained the sea bass sent by Hua An and some stir-fried dishes that Wu Tong had learned by himself.]

[Wutong also doesn't know how to cook, he learned it by watching the chef in the kitchen.]

[Cooking is for the nobility, while ordinary people just want to fill their stomachs. Adding a little salt after cooking will make it taste better.]

[You reluctantly return to the kang in the house. Your eyesight has gradually improved during this period, and you no longer need to wear a white veil in the house.]

【You pick up a book and start flipping through it. 】

[Most of these books are Confucian classics, sent by Manager Wu from the school. Although they are second-hand books of the young masters and young ladies in the school, they are surprisingly new. "Saintly Words", "Zuo Zhuan of the Four Kingdoms", "The Doctrine of the Mean", "The Book of Songs"... You are already familiar with these chapters and know them by heart.]

[At the beginning of next year, Madam Yuan, the mistress of the compound, will test your knowledge, and you will be able to enroll smoothly.]

[The child of the Xie family is almost ten years old and still has not yet begun to learn. This is incredible in the eyes of ordinary people in Bianjing.]

[You pulled out a book called "Xu Xian's Travels" from a pile of books. This book is not only famous in Da Qi, but also loved by scholars and writers all over the world. It is often placed on the desk for reading.]

[Xu Xian, the author of "Xu Xian's Travels", is also a world-famous figure. He is the eldest disciple of Confucius and is respected as the Great Master.]

[This book records what Xu Xian wrote while traveling around the world before he became Master's apprentice.]

[He was born into a wealthy family. He did not seek fame in official career, but instead devoted himself to the mountains and rivers.]

[Three years after Xu Xian's mother passed away, he set out from home and traveled all over the world, east to the sea, west to the end of the world, north to the glaciers, and south to the cape.]

[He wrote in his travel notes: "A real man should travel the blue sea in the morning and the green woods in the evening, rather than lingering in the small place of his hometown and growing old under the window."]

[The travel notes are like a diary, recording what he saw and heard. ]

【You open it carefully. 】

[“On the last day of the third month of the year of Guichou, I left the west gate of Haihou. The clouds dispersed and the sun was bright. The people and the mountains were all happy. After 30 miles, I arrived at Zehu. I heard that there was a dragon hiding in the water, injuring dozens of people. The moon was in the middle of the sky. I drank three bowls of wine and killed the dragon wherever there was one.”]

[When you see this, you will feel a sense of pride in your heart. ]

[He also wrote in his travels, "The sky has a limit, the earth has an end."]

[He has traveled all over the world, except for going out to sea.]

[He returned home when he was over fifty years old, but he did not expect that his family had fallen into ruin, the servants had taken away the family property, and his wife married a criminal and gave birth to a pair of children.]

[Xu Xian is already a spiritual cultivator who has ignited the divine fire in the world. He can suppress an entire city with just a wave of his hand.]

【He left gloomily.】

[That night, his heart was as dry as a tree. He wrote sadly in his travel notes: "People say that the sunset is the end of the world, but I can't see my home even if I look to the end of the world."]

[Finally, Xu Xian sailed out to sea in a small boat, met the Master in the vast ocean, and became his disciple, becoming a teacher at the academy.]

[Since then, "Xu Xian's Travels" has spread all over the world and has become the dream of countless people, especially those who are frustrated and regard the mountains and rivers in the book as spiritual comfort. ]

[However, this great master of the academy left Da Qi for some reason a hundred years ago, and later founded Huangshan Academy in Da Sui, and was appointed as the national teacher by the court of Da Sui.]

[You look at the travel notes in your hand and can't help but laugh. This book was obviously brought to class by a young lady or a young man to kill time, but it was confiscated by the teacher and ended up in your hands.]

[Otherwise, how could such a travelogue suddenly appear in this study room full of books? ]

[This great scholar from the academy recorded many interesting things in his travel notes, such as when he first saw the pancakes in the north that were bigger than his face; when he saw a woman controlling a poisonous insect in Miaojiang, he was even more amazed; and when he saw a whale as big as a mountain in the sea, he mistakenly thought it was the legendary Kunpeng. ]

[The travel notes are all-encompassing, including not only the local customs and traditions, but also detailed descriptions of the rise and fall of the great families and the lives of the common people in various places.]

[The origin of the Xie family is recorded in "Xu Xian's Travels". The Xie family's ancestral home is located in Jiangnan Road, Da Qi. During the Four Kingdoms period, it was a large family in Daqing. It once produced a high-ranking official of the three highest officials in the court, but it is impossible to verify who they were.]

[Later, the Xie family gradually declined and became a small family. It was not until the generation of my great-great-grandfather that the family began to revive its reputation. Because of his "beautiful appearance", he was chosen as a son-in-law by a prominent family in Yizhou at that time. After that, several generations of the Xie family made many military achievements in Da Qi and gradually rose to prominence.]

[After four or five generations of accumulation, the Xie family has become the top family in Da Qi. ]

[You open the second half of the travel notes and find that the book written a hundred years ago only mentions the grandfather of the Xie family.]

[However, it seems that a descendant of the Xie family added a record of the Xie family's history over the past hundred years to the end of the travel notes.]

[It is mentioned that the Xie family has three sons in this generation, namely your father's generation, all of whom are outstanding people of the time, and your father Xie Ling is the best among them.]

[In his early years, Xie Ling was a rare genius in cultivation who was famous in Bianjing. His martial arts skills and spiritual attainments were unmatched among his peers.]

[It is said that he is expected to ignite the "divine fire" at the age of fifty and enter the "Xuan Dan" realm of martial arts. He is a peerless talent who practices both martial arts. ]

[Holding a long sword "Jiuxiao Huanpei", he has chopped off countless demon heads and killed countless famous geniuses. ]

[He is one of the most famous practitioners in the three hundred years of Da Qi. ]

[He was already known as a genius when he was young. Now, he is the Marquis of Dingyuan, leading the three armies and dominating the world.]

[You don't know how talented your father was when he was young, how high his cultivation is now, and what position he holds in the court.]

[He holds great power and is the strongest martial artist in the world. 】

[You only know that after your mother passed away, this father never showed up, even once.]

[When your mother was being bullied and lying sick in bed, she never saw this person.]

【Since you were born, I have never come to visit you once. 】

[You have the same father, but you also have no father. ]

[Looking at the word "Tianjiao", the young man showed a rare coldness and picked up the pen to write on the paper. ]

[“Xie Mansion”, “Xie Ling”]

[Four large characters, written on white paper and in black ink, actually moved on the paper like a dragon or a snake.]

[Wutong was outside the house and heard the sound of wind and thunder from inside the house, but he thought it was an illusion.]

【You continue to write "Tianjiao". 】

[“Tianjiao?”]

[On the walls of the house, light and shadow interweave, like a dragon swimming.]

[Hint: All the talents of this life are awakened. ]

(End of this chapter)