I have a book of ghosts and gods

Chapter 371 Red Sleeve Adding Fragrance (Seeking Subscription Monthly Pass)

"what?"

Zhang Shi was taken aback, but Jiang Zhou had already turned and left.

Looking down at his own jade pendant, a suspicious light flashed in his eyes.

outside the house.

"Master Jiang, is my father really alright?"

Zhang Boda chased him out, his face full of hesitation.

"..."

Jiang Zhou glanced at him.

This uncle is quite smart.

I'm afraid he didn't invite himself here to see a doctor for Zhang Shi.

It was because he had seen something a long time ago, but he was not sure, maybe he still had fear in his heart, so he invited him over to distinguish the truth from the truth.

Jiang Zhou didn't answer him.

Instead, he looked towards the kitchen and walked over.

Ji Xuan followed closely behind.

Zhang Boda didn't know what it meant, but he just followed.

After entering the kitchen, Jiang Zhou saw a five or six-year-old boy squatting in the corner.

"Young Master Jiang, this is your younger brother Zhongxiao."

Jiang Zhou nodded, walked up to Zhang Zhongxiao, and squatted down.

Zhang Zhongxiao's small body trembled, and he shrank even tighter inside.

Zhang Boda's heart trembled when he saw it.

Going home this time, he found that his little brother was shrinking even more.

I don't know how much he was treated harshly by the Xu family.

But he was afraid that Jiang Zhou would be displeased by this, so he hurriedly said, "Young Master Jiang, my younger brother is young and rarely sees strangers..."

Jiang Zhou interrupted with a wave of his hand.

He stretched out his hand and touched Zhang Zhongxiao's small head under Zhang Zhongxiao's shrinking gaze.

"do not be afraid."

Jiang Zhou's voice was very gentle.

He has achieved great success in Buddhism, and has reached the realm that ordinary people cannot expect and imagine.

Apart from other things, Buddhism is the most effective in deceiving... comforting people.

Zhang Zhongxiao only felt that there was light on Jiang Zhou's body, which made him feel warm and comfortable.

The dark wounds and old wounds on the hands and body seemed to be painless.

The heart of shrinking and fear is gradually gone.

Jiang Zhou smiled and patted his head: "Good boy,"

"Zhang Boda, you are a scholar, do you know what is the purpose of reading?"

Zhang Boda was stunned for a moment, and then he opened his mouth naturally: "Xizi has a saying: To be a gentleman, one should read the books of sages and sages, cultivate oneself, acquire knowledge, and serve the king..."

Xizi was also one of the 72 saints of Daji back then.

Jiang Zhou interrupted before he finished speaking: "This is what Xizi said, and I'm asking you."

Uncle Zhang was stunned: "This..."

Seeing that he was speechless, Jiang Zhou said, "It's a matter of course to learn from reading."

"But if you have knowledge but don't know how to use it, then what do you study for?"

"That……"

Zhang Bo's forehead was covered with sweat.

When he was studying in the past, his husband only taught him to keep in mind what was said in the book, which were all the words of a sage, as long as he did what the sage's book said, he would never go wrong.

He memorizes what is in the book fluently, but he doesn't know what is not in the book.

Now that he answered according to the book, Mr. Jiang seemed very dissatisfied.

He had heard a little about this new "neighbor".

It is said that he is the scholar history of Su Jingsi, and he is also a well-educated person. I heard that he is quite famous in Nanzhou, and he is a first-class celebrity.

Never aimlessly.

After thinking about it for a while, under the urgency, he simply said: "The student is dull, please ask Mr. Jiang for advice."

"I can't teach you anything."

Jiang Zhou shook his head and said, "However, I once heard a word from a sage,"

"The way of great learning lies in clearing morality. Those who want to show clear and bright virtue to the world should be honest, sincere, self-cultivating, family harmony, state governance, and peace of the world."

Zhang Boda felt as if he had been hit in the head, and everyone was dumbfounded.

Muttering in his mouth: "The way of university, in Mingmingde...self-cultivation...Qi family..."

The expressions of dazed, stunned, ashamed, angry, etc. in the eyes are changing.

Seeing his foolish and forgetful appearance, Jiang Zhou shook his head and smiled at Zhang Zhongxiao: "When you study in the future, don't learn from your brother, or you will make people stupid."

Zhang Zhongxiao opened his eyes and looked at Jiang Zhou in a daze.

Jiang Zhou smiled, then suddenly pointed behind him and said, "Can I show my brother?"

elder brother?

Ji Xuan was behind him, his face twitched slightly.

Zhang Zhongxiao, who had been showing no expression other than shrinking back and forth, showed some hesitation on his face.

Looking at the smile on Jiang Zhou's face, he nodded slightly after a while.

Jiang Zhou reached out and took out a straight and round "dry firewood" from behind him.

Holding it in his hand and pulling it, he unfolded a painting.

It turned out to be a picture scroll, but it had been thrown in the corner of the kitchen for a long time, covered with a thick layer of dust, so dusty, it looked like a stick of firewood.

The picture scroll is very old, and the content of the painting on it has also become gray and yellow.

Jiang Zhou looked carefully for a while before he could recognize that the painting above was a graceful woman, who was lighting the lamp to add fuel to the desk in front of the window.

"what?"

Zhang Boda, who had been stupid just now, had come back to his senses, saw the scroll in Jiang Zhou's hand, and said in surprise: "The Picture of Red Sleeves Adding Fragrance"!"

Jiang Zhou turned around: "The picture of red sleeves adding fragrance?"

After listening to Jiang Zhou's casual advice just now, Zhang Boda has already decided that this Mr. Jiang in front of him is definitely a great sage in the world.

To be able to say such words, with such high knowledge, I am afraid that none of the gentlemen he has met in the academy, or even the celebrities in Jiangdu City, can compare with him.

As for what Jiang Zhou said, he heard what a sage said, and it was only his humble words.

If someone could really say such trivial words, wouldn't they already be famous all over the world?
So he became more and more cautious, because now, he respects Jiang Zhou from the bottom of his heart.

Hearing Jiang Zhou's inquiry, he quickly lowered his hands and said respectfully: "This is a painting left by my grandfather. The student had seen it when I was young, but it disappeared after my grandfather passed away a few years ago. I didn't expect It's been down here."

"Green clothes hold an inkstone to remind test papers, and red sleeves add fragrance to accompany reading."

Zhang Boda read out a line of poems, Jiang Zhou looked at the picture scroll, and there were two lines of words that were already somewhat blurred, which were exactly what Zhang Boda read.

"Speaking of which, my grandfather once pointed to the painting of a woman, and joked to the students, saying that in the future, when the students can go to school, they will draw a woman on this painting, promise to be the daughter-in-law of the students, and add fragrance to the red sleeves of the students..."

Zhang Boda showed a nostalgic and sad expression: "It's a pity that my grandfather couldn't see the students enter school..."

Jiang Zhou said with a strange smile: "Aren't you still a bit regretful that the woman in this painting didn't become your wife?"

Zhang Boda smiled wryly and said: "Mr. Jiang is just joking, this is just a painting. My grandfather joked for a while, how can the students take it seriously?"

"That may not be..."

Jiang Zhou smiled and stared at the woman in the painting for a while.

Vaguely, the eyes of the woman in the painting seemed to move slightly.

There was originally a gentle charm in the eyes, but there was a hint of panic.

The truth in the painting has already been revealed in Jiang Zhou's eyes.

What kind of red sleeve is this?
It was clearly a fox, or a dead fox.

He has seen the female ghost, but he has not seen the fox demon but has heard of it.

He had never seen or heard of the fox demon and female ghost.

When he first moved here, he had already discovered the fox demon and female ghost.

This thing often steals pancakes in the kitchen.

At first he thought it was a kid who likes to play tricks, but he didn't expect that the pancake was stolen for Zhang Zhongxiao.

I don't know how a child of how old and a hundred-year-old fox ghost got married.

I don't know if Zhang Boda is lucky or unlucky.

If he really had such a wife, he might not live long.

But now, even if he wanted this daughter-in-law, it was unlikely.

Jiang Zhou rolled up the painting and said to Zhang Zhongxiao, "Can I lend this painting to my brother?"

Uncle Zhang hurriedly said: "Mr. Jiang, if you like this painting, just take it."

Jiang Zhou shook his head: "What you say doesn't count."

He only looked at Zhang Zhongxiao.

Zhang Zhongxiao hesitated in his eyes, looked at his elder brother, then at Jiang Zhou, but still nodded.

Jiang Zhou patted his little head: "Good boy, don't worry, no one will bully you again in the future."

Immediately rolled up the scroll, got up and walked out of the Zhang family.

Go back to Jiang's house.

Ji Xuancai couldn't help but said: "My lord, you are..."

He couldn't understand Jiang Zhou's actions at all.

Jiang Zhou unfolded the painting for a closer look, and said, "Zhang Shi is dead."

"What? Then just now...!"

Jiang Zhou smiled and said, "It's just a kid carrying a lantern."

"Little devil? That son..."

Jiang Zhou said: "This kid is nothing to worry about, but the person behind him is not simple, so don't act rashly for now."

"However, you should take care of Zhang Shi's three sons in the past few days, so as not to be murdered."

(End of this chapter)