Song Xingzhi lived during the reign of Emperor Huizong

Chapter 14

He Sucheng, a promising young scientist from the 21st century, was no match for the autocratic, feudal old woman from the 12th century. He had no choice but to give up. After thinking for a long time, he suggested hanging a large curtain down the center of the room. This would both prevent dust from settling on the books and keep him from being seen as soon as someone entered. This time, he passed the test with Granny Sun, but Tang's mother rejected the application when it was submitted, saying that it would block He Sucheng's view, making it inconvenient to find books and disrupting the atmosphere.

He Sucheng was at his wit's end. After thinking for several days, he finally came up with a feasible solution: move the bookshelves to create a square space where he could place a table in the middle to read. This would be convenient and he wouldn't be seen. As long as he didn't make a sound, he could read his books undisturbed in this small space. He might even be able to eavesdrop on his older brother and his classmate's whispers—it was quite appealing.

This time, everyone approved her idea. Tang's mother had a small room partitioned off in the corner using bookshelves from the study. The two bookshelves and two walls formed a quadrilateral, but the two bookshelves were not placed close together; a doorway was left open, covered by a curtain, to facilitate entry and exit.

He Suchen looked at her study, which was all her own, and liked it more and more. She spent every day there, which eventually led Yongjiao to come and sit with her. In particular, one day, after discovering several books of "Tang Dynasty Tales," "Judge Di's Cases," and "Tales of the Past" on the top shelf of an inconspicuous bookshelf, He Suchen followed the trail and found a bunch of other novels. She secretly read "The Story of Yingying" and "The Story of Meeting the Immortal" with great interest.

Although it was written in classical Chinese, she had absolute motivation to overcome all difficulties and keep reading as long as it was a novel. Moreover, although the plot and imagination of novels from this era could not compare with those of later generations, the writing style was still incredibly powerful.

Of course, one shouldn't keep something good to oneself; it's better to share joy than to keep it to oneself. She secretly told Yongjiao, who then secretly told Yuanrou. Yuanrou didn't dare to tell her sister secretly, but she was still happy to sneak over and see it.

The children, oblivious to the taste of meat for three months, devoured ancient-style romance novels. He Suchen, though he had read thousands of Taiwanese romance novels when he was still Zhou Geyin, never tired of them and still thoroughly enjoyed the age-old, melodramatic plots. Yongjiao and Yuanrou, on the other hand, had their eyes opened; they realized the world could be like this!

Thus, a strange scene unfolded at the He residence: several girls liked to run to the study. Tang's mother, unaware of the reason, thought the children were studying their lessons and specifically told Shen Qintian not to teach too difficult material, lest the children get tired. This left Teacher Shen quite puzzled, as he felt that he hadn't assigned any homework recently.

Time flies when you're reading novels, and a month has passed in the blink of an eye. After class that day, Yongjiao and Su Chen were both in a hurry to go to their rooms because their brothers, who had gone on a paid trip, had returned.

The study in the second bedroom was very quiet. He Suchen walked to the large desk, which was indeed piled high with books, some newly bought and some she had brought with her. She flipped through them one by one to look at the titles. Most of them were newly published books and collections of poems and essays by talented scholars in the capital. As she flipped through them, she suddenly found a handkerchief tucked under one of the books.

The light blue handkerchief was meticulously outlined with light purple silk thread on all four sides, and the material was exquisite. The center of the handkerchief was embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water, and the embroidery skills were superb. The two mandarin ducks drooped their necks and embraced each other. The handkerchief had a faint fragrance of perfume—but these were not the main points.

The key point is that the blank spaces on the handkerchief were covered with tiny characters written in beautiful floral calligraphy.

He Su held his breath to see what was written on it—

Touch it

Stunningly beautiful face

Second touch to the lips

A faint smile appeared on his lips.

Three touches and three thousand

Three thousand black hairs fluttered in the wind

Four-touch pearl bracelet

Pearl hairpins hanging down her temples

Five Touches and Golden Eyes Turn

Golden eyes that captivate the heart

Six touches of the jade fan conceal her jade-like face

A jade fan conceals her pretty face.

Seven touches on the dimples and two points

Two charming spots in the pear-shaped dimples

Eight touches on the forehead

Jade-like lines between the eyebrows add a touch of allure.

Nine Touches of Gorgeous Clothes

Elegant robes flowing like a banished immortal.

Touching the white jade shoulder ten times

White jade shoulder shawl with pearls

11 Touching the Pearl Jade Belt

Pearl-like sash and slender waist

Twelve Cloud-Touching Sleeves

Cloud sleeves fluttering, graceful and elegant

Thirteen delicate jade fingers

Slender jade fingers hold a round fan

Fourteen touches, elegant and refined

Refined and elegant, full of witty remarks

Fifteen Touches of the Purple Dragon Sword

Purple Dragon Weapons Emerge with Splendor

Sixteen Touches on the White Jade Zither

The zither and flute harmonize in a leisurely atmosphere.

Seventeen Touches of Fragrant Tea

A cup of fragrant tea to share with you

The eighteen-touch palace lanterns stretch endlessly

Ten miles of palace lanterns, yet the people have not returned.

Eighteen is touching