Qingguan Nightmare Shadow

Chapter 1



Chapter 1

Xiyou was 34 years old.

"Su Tong learned Chinese at the age of one, practiced calligraphy at the age of two, recited "Poetry" at the age of three, wrote lyrics at the age of four, and read the words of a hundred schools of thought at the age of seven. Zhong Yong's talent, Sun Jingzhi's diligence. Sanyuan Lian Among them, Pingbu Qingyun is an extremely human minister, under one person, he is divided into the respect of the dragon... Ah Ran, do you know that your father named your brother "Tong" and the word "Su Rong"? It means An Tong He learned from the former Prime Minister Su Tong, although he has different talents, he still has to work hard to achieve the ideal of a man governing the country, keeping the family and the world..."

An Tong was taking a nap with his chin resting, but a soft female voice came from outside the door, and he nodded to the table involuntarily, waking up.With a flick of the brush in his hand, a drop of thick ink landed on the page.Just about to wipe it off, the boy replied crisply: "Of course Ah Ran understands!"

"Then why are you still running in to disturb brother!"

"I want my brother to teach."

"You are so young, and you still learn sentence reading. My brother is preparing to enter Beijing to take the palace examination. Now I want my brother to teach. Isn't Ah Ran adding to the trouble?"

"Don't make trouble, Ah Ran is very good."

After finishing speaking, the boy ran straight up the stairs in front of the study, and the female voice said anxiously from behind: "Aran!"

An Tong pushed open the door and met the woman's eager eyes.Seeing him, the woman pursed her lips and lowered her hands, pinching her skirt and said: "A Tong." But the boy had jumped up to him and jumped a few times, and he picked it up and carried it on his shoulder.

"Song Chan, go to Mrs. An's place to accompany her, and let Aran come in." An Tong leaned on the door frame, patted his brother's head on the shoulder with his hands, "Su Tong can read books at the age of five, father Since we want our sons to learn from him, we, Aran, can’t be limited to enlightenment reading materials. Today I have finished what I want to read and write.”

The woman named Song Chan responded in a low voice, looked at the two brothers worriedly, and left silently.An Tong is most afraid of seeing her holding her breath and frowning, as if she has done something wrong, after all, in this family, no one is sorry for anyone.He was in a daze when An Ran on his shoulder knocked him on the head and knocked him back.

After closing the study door, Brother An Tong put it down, and looked through the window to see if Song Chan had gone far.

"Aran doesn't have the talent of my brother, so don't learn from Prime Minister Su." An Ran said while looking at the books in the room.

An Tong immediately turned around and said: "Don't imitate him, imitating him is just making you suffer."

"That's not what my brother said in front of my parents and Sister Chan... Oh no, that's not what you said in front of everyone, and you are indeed the same as Prime Minister Su at the same age."

An Tong nodded his younger brother's head: "I didn't learn from him either, it's just a coincidence."

Lianzhong Jieyuan, Huiyuan, Shengwen Luli, are extremely talented.Well, a "coincidence" can really explain it... But An Ran doesn't think too much, she just thinks that if her brother doesn't want him to learn from Prime Minister Su, everything will be fine.The child's thoughts jumped quickly, and then he was attracted by the ink marks on the table. Seeing the ink marks slowly fainting around, he yelled that the book was ruined, the book was ruined.An Tong glanced at it and said: "Never mind it, I've memorized it a long time ago, and I just took it out today because my father asked me to find a few words in the book of sages." critical.

An Ran said: "Which words?"

"Which ones did father ask you to copy a hundred times yesterday, those are the ones that father asked me to find today."

An then murmured fearfully: "Wen, Rang, Yi, and." An family motto.

"Yep."

An Ran was afraid that her elder brother would mention anything about Prime Minister Su Yunyun and Master Yunyun admonishing Yunyun, so she hurriedly said: "Oh, I came to you to say that brother Xiao Xin and his family really caught goldfish today, and I want you to go and get it before they close the stall."

An Tong raised his eyebrows, and immediately said: "Aran, quickly open the window."

The two brothers opened the window of the study near the bamboo forest, and looked around tacitly. After confirming that there was no one there, An Tong jumped down first, and then firmly caught his younger brother, letting him ride on his neck.

The sun had already shown signs of setting in the west, and a servant was returning with water for the next day. Passing through the bamboo forest, he vaguely saw two figures, one big and one small, stacked together. When he got closer, he saw that they were two young men As usual, he bowed his head slightly and saluted, calling "Master".Unexpectedly, Mr. An, who was always gentle and polite, walked over as if no one was there, while Mr. An clasped his hands in a gesture of kneading, closing his eyes and meditating, "I can't see, I can't see..."

The two went to the market like this, halfway there, but no one else could understand what they meant, acquaintances must come up to say hello when they see it.An Tong had no choice but to poke An Ran's drumstick calf wrapped around his neck, and told his younger brother who kept chanting mantras to forget it, accepting all kinds of polite compliments along the way, and bowed in return.

An Ran pouted and said in a low voice: "The story of us going to the street has reached my father's ears, and my brother will be punished again."

An Tong said calmly: "Father can't figure out new tricks, so he just asked me to memorize books and copy articles. Do what I do best, so I have nothing to be afraid of."

During the day, the last batch of hawkers are closing their stalls one after another. The night market has not yet opened, so the streets are deserted and desolate, not very interesting.An Ran's eyes were fixed on the sugar stall that was collecting cloth to set up a tent, and she was too embarrassed to ask for candy; An Tong was afraid that his saliva would splash down, so she asked the stall owner for a small sugar cake and stuffed it into An Ran's mouth.The stall owner felt that he was taking advantage of the young master's sugar cakes, so he squinted his eyes and was happy before it was too late, so he resolutely refused to accept An Tong's money.

"Then Uncle Liu will go back and have a good meal." An Tong said.

An Ran chewed candy and agreed with her brother, and nodded.

The two saw the fish stall, and before they approached, a young man came up to him with a fish basket.The young man's face is delicate and gentle, and he doesn't seem to be on the same level as the rough man sitting on the low stool over there and posing in this direction. If the two are put together, strangers will not say that they are the same It is father and son, would say servant and master.

An Ran obediently called out: "Brother Xiao Xin."

The young man smiled and said, "An Ran ate candy, so she has to wipe her mouth clean."

An Ran groaned and wiped her mouth wildly, and buried her flushed face on An Tong's head.An Tong hugged him down, shook off the sprinkles of sugar on his head and said: "Be careful that the female ghost who loves sweets comes to kiss you in the middle of the night."

An Ran said: "No." She shrank behind her brother.

Xiao Dao said: "Yesterday, all five students in the private school took leave of absence. I have free time today. I went to the river to help my father catch fish in the morning. I remember you said that the goldfish you raised died, and it happened to be caught in a net. I got a piece of this in my hair, and I wanted you to take it back. In the afternoon, Mrs. An took Aran out to play, so I asked Aran to send you a message to see if you want it or not."

Little Anran put her eyes on the bamboo basket and said in surprise: "This can hold water!"

Xiao Dao said: "Father's craftsmanship. In this turn, not many fish sellers can weave such baskets."

Hearing that it was Xiao Xin's father, An Ran secretly glanced away at the man sitting by the side of the stall, and stuck out her tongue towards the bamboo basket, not sure if she was disgusting the basket or wanted to tease the fish inside.

An Tong took the bamboo basket and flicked the water inside. A small red fish the size of a palm floated up and sucked his finger.Not only does it not hide from people, but it is really rare for a fish to treat itself as a little tiger.

"Thank you so much, I'll take this back." An Tong looked at Xiao Xin's father, hesitated for a moment and said, "Say thank you to Uncle Xiao for me."

Xiao Xin sighed: "My father pretends to be hard-faced, but he still has a lot of guilt for Master An in his heart."

An Tong said: "It was my father who was wrong first."

An Ran jumped to see the fish, so An Tong brought the bamboo basket to him.

Before leaving, An Tong turned around and called Xiao Xin: "You mean the five students in the private school asked for leave together?"

Xiao Xin nodded: "The five of them are all from Suishui Town. There was a plague in the town. There were sick people in each of their families. The witch doctor was invited, but there was nothing wrong with the doctor. The wizard only said that people who were related by blood should gather together. , Come and burn incense in our Zhuzhu temple and pay respects."

"People who died from the plague, did they die miserable?"

"Extremely miserable."

"How many people died?"

"In Suishui town, if only one person in the family gets sick, thank God."

An Tong rolled up his sleeves: "Then the doctor probably has nothing to do." The plague, the death is tragic, I'm afraid it's another kind of drama put on by the little fairy above.

Xiao Xin was surprised by An Tong's reaction, and wanted to ask something, An Tong asked again: "Which temple are they worshiping?"

"We built Bamboo's Baiyin Temple."

"Da Ya, you let them not have to say goodbye, but to worship their own little immortals."

Xiao Xin wondered: "How can I, an outsider, point out who others worship? Besides, I have only heard of worshiping Guanyin and Buddha, how can anyone worship Siming Xiaoxian? Let me say it, even if the students' family respect me a little You won't drive me away, and the wizard will drive me away, too."

An Tong thought for a while and said, "I'll tell them tomorrow."

Xiao Xin opened his mouth, he didn't know whether he was frightened or shocked, he would be speechless for a while.In his heart, he always felt that it was unreasonable for An Tong to interfere with this matter, so he decided, and asked dissuadingly: "You have been locked up in the mansion by Mr. An all year round, and you don't hear anything outside the window. Is it comparable to a wizard in terms of worshiping ghosts and gods?"

An Tong said on behalf of his elder brother: "Everyone says that elder brother is the reincarnation of Prime Minister Su. He has read a lot and understands everything!" He was full of pride, and his voice was a little loud when he puffed out his small chest, which was overheard by Xiao Xin's father. , took a bite out of those red and sore eyes over there.So he squatted down again sullenly, and went to play with the little goldfish in the bamboo basket.

Xiao said: "This has nothing to do with reading."

An Tong smiled: "Da Ya, you also know that this has nothing to do with reading, but only with saving people."

Xiao Xin had no choice but to say: "Then I will go with you, I am the husband of those five children, so it is convenient for you to communicate with their families... But, Su Rong, if you want to get involved, you have to be [-]% sure Wizards can't cure the plague, others will only say that it is resigned to fate, but if you intervene in the middle, if you can't cure it, they will say that you have delayed other wizards' practice."

An Tong said: "[-]% sure."

Xiao Xin thought for a while, "Tomorrow Pingdan, you can go directly to Baiyin Temple."

The two bid farewell to each other with the gift of a scholar.

Little Anran carried the fish basket, and was elated for a while, but soon became out of breath, and switched the goldfish from left to right.When changing hands again, he didn't hold it steady, and the water in the basket splashed out and splashed on his face, and he couldn't help feeling resentful.Seeing that his excitement was over, An Tong naturally went to help him carry it.Unexpectedly, An Ran dodged unsteadily, and staggered when he dodged.An Tong said: "What's wrong with you?"

"Brother will be fined to copy the book when he goes back. His hands will be sore. Aran will help him to carry it."

For An Tong, although this fish basket is filled with water, it is not considered heavy, and it will definitely not hurt your hands when you lift it back. Only a small body like An Ran will feel that it is a big deal.An Tong didn't explain this to his younger brother, he just pulled the fish basket over and said, "It won't be sore." After walking a few steps, he realized that An Ran hadn't followed, and turned to look at him.

There were tears in An Ran's beautiful eyes: "Aran was born to be nice to his brother, but it is always his brother who is nice to A Ran, not A Ran who is nice to his brother."

An Tong felt itchy in his heart, and said with a smile, "Who taught you that?"

"No one taught me, Ah Ran's own words." After finishing speaking, he tiptoed to reach for the fish basket.

An Tong gave him the fish basket, and flicked his forehead: "Keep this saying, and tell girls when you grow up."

An Ran said that it will be a long time before he grows up, and he will tell his brother.

An Tong walked all the way back with a faint smile on his lips. When he turned back to the study with An Ran on his back, Song Chan who was guarding there was terrified.Song Chan picked up little Anran, glanced at the goldfish in his hand, and softly said to An Tong: "Mother guessed that you and Aran went to pick up goldfish from Xiao Xin. Oh, why are you so leisurely?"

An Tong said: "Since you know, why are you panicking?"

"Father came to look for you, but he didn't see anyone, so he asked me to stay here, and said that when you came back, I would... grab you." Song Chan lowered her head.

"Did mother tell father?"

"It's a good thing that a big living person has disappeared. We can't hide it. When Uncle Liu came to give us candy, he also said that he saw Mr. An's young master at the market."

"Where is father waiting for me?"

"The front hall."

An Tong asked Song Chan to accompany his younger brother to put the goldfish in the pond in the bamboo forest, and went to the front hall alone to meet his father.

On the carved wooden chair, Mr. An, An Yi's back was straight, and beside him sat a kind-faced woman, Mrs. An, Mrs. An Cao.The style of the entire front hall is simple and rigid, which is in line with Master An's style.

While bowing his head, An Tong glanced at the carved wooden table without a trace: there is no ruler and scriptures, presumably today's punishment is not family law or memorizing books all night, it should be to go back to the study to copy articles.

"Father, mother." An Tong said.

An Cao nodded tenderly to her son.

Anyi said solemnly: "I went to the study room and looked through the book I asked you to circle. The book was well circled, but the person disappeared."

An Tong didn't speak, waiting for Master An to continue.

Anyi said: "You did not disgrace An's family in the provincial examination, and lived up to high expectations. Now you are preparing for the palace examination. I shouldn't take up your time. But I heard from Chan'er that you are still the same as before. Going through the window and going out for a stroll over and over again, I have to correct your heart. I want you to circle the family precepts so that you know that the family precepts of the An family are in the writings of various sages in the history of hundreds of thousands of years, It is a golden saying that can stand firm. To set up a family, one must rely on family precepts to establish a family, and to settle down a family, one must rely on family precepts to set the bones. Self-confidence is superior to others, and he refuses to obey his father's control, so what is the word "respect"?"

Master An talked for a long time, nothing more than saying that it doesn't matter if you are good son, you have to listen to what I say if you are good, otherwise I will be very angry and want to move out of family training and family rules to scold you.

An Yi'an's Cao family is a typical strict father and loving mother. An Yi has always been demanding on his son. An Tong is the reincarnation of Prime Minister Su, and An Yi became more and more strict, he was careful not to fail the palace examination for his son, and for An's family not to be lifted up to the sky and fall down by himself.Therefore, Mr. An, who used to turn a blind eye to his son, now insists that his son work hard and learn from Prime Minister Su seriously.

An Tong understood that his father didn't punish him today, but reminded him not to be proud, and by the way, to establish the prestige of the patriarch.

"Son remembers."

An Cao said: "It's not enough to remember, it's true if you can do it."

An Tong thought that he still had to open the windows, he still had to go shopping in the streets, and he still had to go to Baiyin Temple to do something that would make his father blow his beard and stare, but he replied: "It can be done."

Anyi said: "Your mother said that you went to the street to see Xiao Xin."

"Yes."

Anyi frowned: "Is Xiao Xin's father still sour when he speaks?"

"My son only saw Daya, and didn't talk to Uncle Xiao face to face."

Anyi snorted: "Okay, it's better if you don't talk, so don't talk to him."

An Cao covered her mouth and bent her eyes.

Anyi said: "What are you laughing at?"

An Tong said: "Mother is laughing at you, father. She clearly wants to reconcile with Uncle Xiao Fu, but she can't bear face." Anyi's face turned green, but he didn't try to defend himself.

"A Tong, how many fish did you take?" An Cao asked.

"One."

"Tomorrow, I will go to Baiyin Temple with Chan'er to offer incense. There is Xiuzhu River next to it. I will bring Uncle Zhang with me to see if I can catch some more goldfish to keep company with yours."

"Mother is going to Baiyin Temple tomorrow?"

"I have to go every Friday, to pray for our Anfu, and recently I will pray for you to enter Beijing to participate in the palace examination."

About going to Baiyin Temple tomorrow, An Tong felt that he could hide it if he could. After all, his father had just "woke him up" to him, so he couldn't commit the crime immediately.An's Mansion is very close to Baiyin Temple, but his mother would arrive at Chenshi at the earliest, so he would definitely go to the temple. Before that, he had to lure Xiao Xin's students and wizards to other places.Mother is easy to talk, but if Song Chan sees him, she will definitely tell her father.

Thinking about it, the Xiuzhu River is open, so it is the most suitable place to go.

An Tong said: "The three goldfish I raised died not long ago, and I didn't find out whether it was a problem with the feeding method or the water quality. Now let's raise one and observe it, so you don't have to take Uncle Zhang to the river. "

An Cao said: "Alright."

Anyi said: "If you want to raise fish, let Uncle Zhang take care of it first. You should work hard and don't worry about it too much."

An Tong: "Yes, father."

After leaving, An Tong turned his head back to the bamboo forest, and saw An Ran lying on Song Chan's lap teasing the goldfish.Song Chan saw that he seemed to be seeing a savior, and said with a long sigh of relief: "Tong, I can't help Ah Ran." Before she finished speaking, An Ran slid down her knee like a slippery carrot heart, Even though she grabbed her, the little nose still touched the surface of the water.

The goldfish jumped up from the pond and kissed his forehead.


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