In Jiang Mansion on Guixiang Street, Gao Mu and Cangyun pasted a pair of gilded couplets and hung a pair of red lanterns under the gate.

There was a burst of firecrackers, and the scholars from Qingyunzhai across the street looked across the street.

"Rebirth and dancing phoenixes, tempered in the fire and come back, the sky will be clear."

A scholar standing at the door read out the words on the couplet.

A scholar near the window leaned out most of the way, pointed at the mansion across the street and shouted: "Look, there is a new owner of that big mansion, and the head of the household is named Jiang."

Scholars who often come to Qingyunzhai all know that a wealthy merchant family once lived across the street. Unable to bear the imperial court's exorbitant expropriation, the merchant family moved out of the capital.

Some people say that that family went to Linguo and Liangguo.

Seeing everyone looking out the window, a scholar put his hands on the desk and jumped to the opposite side of the desk. "Brother, where is the word you are chanting? Why didn't I read it today..."

The scholar hadn't finished speaking yet. He looked at everyone's gaze and was so surprised that he forgot to continue.

"This, is this a couplet?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, what a genius, it turns out that couplets can be written like this."

"No, but I like it." A scholar said, turned around, picked up his pen and copied the couplet.

At that moment, several scholars turned around and grabbed their brushes. With one swipe of the brush, they copied all the couplets on the gate of Jiang Mansion.

Ma Kexiu, the eldest grandson of the real university scholar, happened to be in the study.

The sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, with his dark hair tied high, looked at the couplet with a deep look on his face.

Du Shizheng, the eldest son of the Du family, stepped forward and patted Zhen Jingxiu on the shoulder, "I'm very knowledgeable, but there's something fishy about the couplet opposite. I don't think it's an ordinary couplet, but it's a bit like being reborn from the ashes. "

The eldest son of the Qing family of Dali Temple is not as well educated as his father, but he is not a fool either.

But in terms of knowledge, he was far behind the man in front of him, Zhen Jingxiu, who was a few years younger than him.

After the firecrackers were set off opposite, the vermilion door was closed again, and the scholars swarmed around Zhen Jingxiu.

"Brother Jing Xiu has great literary talent. Please explain to us what the couplet in Jiang Mansion opposite means?"

"Yes, yes! Other people's couplets contain prayers for blessings and safety. This couplet is strange and seems to have no meaning."

"That's right, my mother hopes that I will be on the list next year. My family's couplets are all about being named on the gold list, shining on the lintel, singing and dancing, and picking toads in the palace."

Everyone said something to each other, but Zhen Jing Xiu seemed not to have heard it. He pursed his lips tightly and frowned slightly.

A scholar pulled away a scholar in front of him, stretched his neck and asked Zhen Jingxiu: "Brother Jingxiu, isn't that couplet written wrong? Look at the handwriting, there is beauty in the strokes, it's clear It comes from a woman’s hand.”

Zhen Jingxiu shook his head, "That handwriting is not something that a boudoir girl with ordinary skills can write. It must be correct."

Zhen Jingxiu pulled away the crowd and said, "Everyone, continue. I'll go back and think about it before discussing it with you."

Seeing Zhen Jingxiu striding out of the study, the scholars joked: "Brother Jingxiu looks more and more like a real bachelor. He never talks nonsense."

Zhen Jingxiu walked too fast and bumped into Yang Mao who was walking towards him.

Yang Mao staggered when he hit him, Zhen Jingxiu quickly reached out to support him, "Brother Yang, don't blame me, it was Jing Xiu who was rude."

"You're welcome, Master Zhen. I saw everyone was chatting happily in the study and didn't look at the road carefully." Yang Mao stood firm and smiled at Zhen Jingxiu.

Zhen Jingxiu never puts on airs and is a scholar who often comes to Qingyunzhai.

Regardless of whether he was a young man born into a noble family or a young man from a poor family, he treated them all equally and regarded them as classmates.

Under his influence, the young masters of several major families in the capital would not show off easily when they came to Qingyunzhai.

After watching Zhen Jingxiu leave, Yang Mao limped into the study.

"Brother Yang, come here and sit down." A scholar patted the bench next to him.

Yang Mao nodded and smiled at the scholar, "Thank you Brother Jiang. We all had such a happy chat. Which brother made the good words?"

It is impossible for Yang Mao to enter an official career in this life, but he likes the atmosphere of this study.

Mr. Jiang helped him sit down and raised his chin, "Brother Yang, look across the way. That couplet is really weird."

Yang Mao raised his head and looked across.

"Jiang Mansion", two big gilded characters with flying dragons and phoenixes, made him tremble all over.

Yang Mao's face turned pale, his eyes widened, and he clenched his hands into fists to stop shaking so much.

"Brother Yang, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Yang Mao's expression shocked the scholars next to him.

Yang Mao suddenly realized that he had lost his composure, took a deep breath to calm down, and said with a wry smile: "No, maybe it's going to rain, and my ankle joints are a little painful."

"Brother Yang, you can go to Huanhua Street in the north of the city to try your luck. I heard that the medicine from that unknown drugstore is very effective."

Yang Mao pinched his knee, "I have seen countless doctors on this leg, and they all said that the bones are dislocated and cannot be cured. Thank you Brother Jiang for your concern."

The scholar enthusiastically advised: "Brother Yang, you might as well give it a try. The doctor there is weird. He often closes the door. There is a canvas hanging in front of the door with a word for medicine written on it."

Yang Mao sat in the study for half an hour and saw other scholars discussing articles in groups, some immersed in reading.

He stood up and walked silently to the door of Jiang Mansion.

Resisting the urge to knock on the door, he stood there for a moment before limping away.

As he walked, he thought, it's impossible, there are so many people named Jiang in the capital, it's just a coincidence, he must have been dazzled that day.

Inside the high walls, Jiang Shuyue had no idea that the couplet she had written had attracted the attention of the scholars.

She listened carefully to Qiuju and Lan'er's suggestions.

Suisui looked at her mother in confusion and said in a baby voice, "Mom, can I really not call you mom anymore?"

Jiang Shuyue picked up her son and put him on her lap, saying softly, "Son, please be patient. Your father's identity is special. If your identity is known by someone with bad intentions, it will bring danger."

The child was still young, and she couldn't tell him the whole story.

Qiu Ju quickly took over the conversation, "Young Master can just call Mother in our Xingyue Courtyard, there is no one else in the courtyard."

Sui Sui blinked aggrievedly, "Sui Sui understands, Sui Sui calls Mother Auntie outside."

"Miss, the brigand brought people here."

Hearing Mei'er's shout, Jiang Shuyue put Sui Sui on the ground, "Go to Shaohua Courtyard to find Uncle Nangong, Mother still has a lot of things to do."

When they came to the hall of the outer courtyard, they saw Gao Mu and Cang Yun leading the brigands. There was a group of thirteen or fourteen-year-old girls standing on one side of the hall.

Seeing Jiang Shuyue go out, Gao Mu bowed and said, "Miss, there are only girls here, and the men are waiting outside the door."

The brigand was slightly stunned when he saw Jiang Shuyue. He didn't expect that the master of such a grand courtyard was a young and beautiful girl.

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