125 Chapter 46—The Abandonment of the City (3)
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Since then, Chen Xun was surprised to find that the previous disturbing theories of various schools had a feeling of unstoppability under the explanation of Pingling Yu, and although he studied together, although he had the highest status, he was not as calm as Han Zheng, and his memory was not as good as frost.
Since he tasted the food made by Bai Lu, he has to eat every meal in Pingling Yu, and he is reluctant to go back to Zhuangzi, one is less interesting and boring, and the other is that Pingling Yu is a glutton, and he is also proficient in the taste of food, although he does not cook, but he has the ability to point out Bai Lu, Pingling Yu always has.
Although he doesn't know how to make sauce, make wine, and prepare lo-mei, but the principle is probably known, Now there are bundles sent by the Chen family every month, as well as the shops that were taken back and leased out again, and he has more money in his hand, so he is tinkered with by Bai Lu, and even taught Bai Lu to use the method on the Red Mansion to smelt rouge, Now people are good men have beautiful manners, and there are not a few who apply grease and powder, Although teaching three teenagers to drop their jaws, but it is also a way to make money.
After another two months, it will be time to reach Zhongyuan.
The moon is bright in July, the full moon like a silver plate is yellow and clear hanging in the air, there is a frog sound in all directions, but you can also smell the rice fragrance, because September is today's birthday, from June Chen Xu and Ji Yuanzhao set off from Shuzhou to Chang'an, accompanied by Chen Xu's parents, only Chen Xun was left, he simply did not even return to Jinguancheng, rubbing Pingling Yuguo Zhongyuan.
Pingling Yu saw that a few people were looking forward to it early, and pity such a world, a few children are difficult to show their faces, and I heard that the neighboring states are not very peaceful, destined to be the beginning of a troubled era, so I pity it, and then there is Taoism has the blessing of the heavenly officials, and the water officials solve the misfortune, so they smiled and said that they took a few children to put the river lanterns, one is to pay tribute to the ancestors to mourn, and the other is to stretch the mood, and the right to be scattered.
There are many rivers in Shuzhou, and the people live by the water, and the water potential is gentle in the lower reaches of the river, and the land is fertile, so there are many villages.
The same is true for Shuangqiao Village.
Running through the village is two clear streams, one is called the willow canal, dug for the predecessors, the river bank is planted with weeping willows twice over and over, the catkins are flying all over the clothes and hair in spring, and because of the willows and "staying" Homophony, quite persuading people to live here in peace, coupled with the gentle water potential, mostly used for irrigation, so the women in the village wash their clothes here; the other is called irrigation, for the branch of the Ningjiang River, the water is turbulent, the whirlpool inside is non-stop, fortunately, the two banks are separated by a few zhang and not far away, there are men to drive boats to cross the river, but the women in the village are restrained from children are not allowed to play around the irrigation, lest the children accidentally be swallowed up by the water waves and die.
Pingling Yu originally planned to take a group of people to put river lanterns in Liuqu, but neither Chen Xun nor Han Zheng was afraid of water, even if the frost fell was not as good as the average male baby, a few people clamored to irrigate water.
"This river lamp is just made of oilcloth, how can it withstand the waves of water?" Pingling Yujian saw that he was as calm as Han Zheng on weekdays, and his eyes showed expectation, and he couldn't help but sigh.
"Sir, this is wrong, the river lantern is to mourn the ancestors, and it plays the role of praying for blessings, as for how far it can be put down, what is there to worry about, left and right is just a ritual. Chen Xun dragged the frost and buried his head to make a dragon-shaped boat, made the hull of the boat with wood, wrapped the bottom of the boat with oilcloth, and used colored broken satin to cut and paste into a round shape and pasted into scales, and finally dipped the lake pen into cinnabar into two eyes, Pingling Yu saw that several of them cooperated to complete a boat, although the colorful dragon looked like it lost a bit of majesty because of the colorful and gave birth to a little cute, but it also looked quite novel.
As for himself, it's simpler.,It's a paper boat that any child will fold thousands of years ago.,Didn't even write any wishes.,In the end, he occupied the body of the original owner.,Although the original owner died of illness to come back to life.,But after all, he still owes the other party.,Now it seems that there is no other way to repay except for a good life.。
"Please also write a few words, sir. Bai Lu picked up the remaining pieces of satin, wrapped them in oilcloth and glued them into a lotus-shaped river lantern, smiled and pursed her lips and smiled.
"What to write?" Pingling Yuxi was delicate but not extreme, and she was atmospheric but not careless, so she put a few noisy little Langjun aside and listened to her attentively.
"The slave relationship is shallow, but following Mr. is a blessing for a hundred generations. Bai Lu said that he looked up at Pingling Yu and said: "Mourn Zhongyuan, make and send river lanterns as a farewell, and people should be prevented from being separated." Three thousand miles down the river, one wishes Langjun is safe, two wishes the concubine is happy, and three wishes Mr. is healthy and healthy, and he will see you every year. ”
"What about you, what have you thought of writing?" Pingling Yu really put pen to paper, and looked at the three Xiaolang with a smile.
"A small boat like Bai Lu can write three wishes, how can we write a good promise for a big boat like ours. Frostfall looked at the dragon boat without blinking.
"You should call Sister Bailu. "Pingling Yulao tunes again.
"I won't call her Sister!" "Frost Fall stepped forward and tugged at Pingling Yu's sleeve and said, "Sir, you said that I made a wish to be a general?"
"Nature is good. Seeing this, Pingling Yu reached out and touched the boy's bun.
"In this case, I will enter the imperial history platform and become the imperial history. Although he wanted to practice martial arts, but in the past two months, Chen Xun saw how great his qualifications were, and Mr. simply said that even if he entered the court as an official, he had to learn the art of war, and he thought that he was sharp in words and could be regarded as eloquent, so he said loudly.
"What about Ah Zheng?" Pingling Yu did not ignore this increasingly silent and motivated teenager.
"If you can, you will become an overseer, so that there will be no more young people like us in the world. Han Zheng was silent for a moment, and every word was like a daughter.
It was the night and the moon, several people locked the house, each carrying a paper lantern in their hands, Pingling Yu was written about the favorite Su Dongpo's fixed turmoil, which attracted everyone's amazement at the time, he actually knew the long and short sentences created by Princess Chang'an, but was pushed back by an old man; Han Zheng is a green mountain and a distant dai, and the flowing water is majestic; Bai Lu outlines the cold plum of the proud bones; the frost begged Chen Xun to draw two dogs huddled together; and Chen Xun himself painted the scene of the soldiers approaching the city.
Shuangqiao Village at night is extraordinarily quiet. In addition to the sound of frogs one after another, there is occasionally the sound of awakened waterfowl flapping their wings, and there is a louder and louder sound of water.
"Sir, hurry up, it's almost there!" Chen Xun took the lead, but he didn't expect that a foot fell in the rice field next to him, this is the season of heading, as the saying goes, "He is afraid of drought in the womb", the paddy field is filled with water deep and shallow, and it is muddy when he steps on it, which makes Bai Lu cover his mouth and sneer.
The group talked and laughed, and they went out in the evening all the way over, but they met many people burning money paper on the side of the road to send away their ancestors, so they all scattered the thoughts of fighting.
The irrigation water turned to the east of the village, but formed a tidal flat, and now the water potential is not deep or shallow in July, and because of the drought in the past few years, the river water is a little shallower, so it is said that it is good to put river lanterns here.
Several people lit the candles in the river lamp with flint, and pushed the river lamp into the water, originally to write a sacrifice, but Pingling Yu considered it again and again or gave up, from the memory of the original owner he can feel that both the father and the mother are withered, more as the original owner's grandfather once said, if there is really a hell in the world, there are six reincarnations, then the ancestors have been reincarnated; 。
The irrigation at night is particularly gentle, but seeing a round of ice in the sky, a round of jade plates in the water, up and down correspondingly, it is suddenly interesting, and the night breeze blows the water sparkling, only to feel that the world is pure, which makes people feel refreshed and happy. The river lanterns swayed and swayed along the water waves, the light shadow reflected the water surface, revealing a few orange light and shadow, the water surface was rolling in a whirlpool, the river lamp rose and fell along the water waves, watching the river lantern blown by the wind and waves, worried that it would be knocked down by the water waves, several people were nervous in their hearts, and even their breathing was a little lighter.
"Sir, look!" Before the frost fell, he was worried that the river lantern would be swallowed up by the waves, so he hurriedly covered his eyes with his hands, and listened to it a little relieved, and repeatedly confirmed with Han Zheng that the river lantern was still there, so he was relieved, but he saw that the line of sight and the like, there was still a little bit of light, but it was not very clear, he rubbed his eyes and looked again, but saw a large black figure floating down the upper stream.
"Look like a person!" Pingling Yu's expression was grim, and he watched as the large mass of ink-colored existence was lightly carried by the water waves, and came towards Tutan.
"But you want to save him?" Frost fell and leaned towards Pingling Yu's side.
"Ah Zheng stepped forward with me, and he couldn't see death without help. "Pingling Yu is actually unwilling to save such a person in his selfish heart, if it is an accident, it is okay, if it is not for the weak and weak around him, the young and young, if it is not for the three Xiaolangjun are all good at martial arts, he doesn't know what to do, but as a teacher, in this era, it is already a human life, and he is really unwilling to pass on such a concept to a few people around him.
"Wow. Han Zheng followed Pingling Yu forward, and the two stepped into the water, due to the drought in the past few years, the water level was not fully restored, and the two of them dragged the unlucky man who fell into the water ashore.
The man's hair was scattered and covered his face, and his clothes were soaked and there was still a light and soft feeling to the touch, which was rarely seen as an excellent material, Pingling Yu stepped forward and ordered Bai Lu to carry the lantern, and he leaned over and pressed the pulse first, but there was still life, so he unceremoniously ripped off the other party's shirt, pinched the other party's mouth and nose and looked at it, felt a faint breath, and leaned up in the stunned eyes of the disciple.
There is a small pond in the garden, the ditch head is drained of living water, through the bamboo forest, rockery, plum forest and several scattered courtyards in the garden into a pool of clear water, at this time it is the season when the hibiscus blooms in the wind, there is a pavilion on the high ground adjacent to the water, the word "Dicui" is written on it. The pavilion was open on all sides, and in the middle was a large case of rosewood inlaid with marble, on which were placed the scrolls of the history of the princes, and a celadon pen holder, in which a few brushes were erected.
There is a low bed on the side near the water, the purple gold incense burner on the table is burning with Hesu incense, and the whites and blacks are strangled together on the rosewood inlaid silver wire Go board, and the situation is stalemate.
The two people sitting opposite each other, one wearing a snow-blue robe embroidered with grass and insect patterns, and the other wearing a white-background coat with ink calligraphy and painting.
"The eldest prince. A servant dressed in a brown short beat came in from outside and beckoned to the two, "The little boy ordered someone to prepare a car and went straight to Shuangqiao Village early this morning, and the butler who accompanied him was Ah Yuan, and he prepared a gift and twenty taels of silver as a gift. ”
"Ah Xun needs a mentor. "The guest sitting on the opposite side holds a sunspot, the chess road is decisive and very neat, and the means are in the right atmosphere, knowing that it is the yang plot that forces the opponent to have to enter the set," he has a temperament that jumps out, and has the support of the Chen family, and the journey has been smooth sailing, you must know that there are villains in this world, and in recent years, Chang'an has been in turmoil, and the humble brother will not be reluctant to let the younger brother suffer from this. ”
"I looked at the Lang Jun I met that day, his eyebrows and eyes were upright, and he was elegant and respectful, not a ruthless person. Chen Xu supported his chin with one hand, and his white jade-like fingers grasped the snow-colored chess pieces, and the two were bright, but they lived up to his name of "jade man", "And his three strategies seem to be in the same vein as Yuan Zhao, but his agreement is to send Deadpool, and your agreement is to order the people who follow to leave marks along the road, and lead 10,000 light horses to hide behind it, and when the banquet is held, go straight to its royal city - if you didn't know before, I thought our plan was leaked, but now it is such an evaluation, crossing the river and demolishing the bridge is the same." ”
"His tricks are far worthy of the name of ghosts, but this treacherous method, even if the Northern Wei Dynasty is enmitted, it will eventually be lost. The color of the man he called Yuan Zhao remained unchanged, and he smiled on the ground, "My cousin's mind is not in the chess game, and the younger brother is slightly better." ”
"Since Yuan Zhao thinks that this son is cunning and not a gentleman's weapon, why does he think that he is enough to be the commander of Ah Xun?" Chen Xu threw away the chess pieces, leaned against the window, and chose a comfortable position.
"Because he has good thoughts, Ah Xun is straightforward, and the Chen family is not an ordinary family, if it is such an evil person, I will definitely persuade you to separate from it, but he can have mercy on the servants in a city and save each other, even if he takes advantage of the Chen family's momentum, he will definitely not act arbitrarily. The young man who was called Yuan Zhao looked indifferent, kneeling and sitting with his shoulders straight, and his demeanor was extraordinary.
"It's just that since then, if he talks about the past of his mother's family, it seems that I have hurt my clan for the sake of outsiders. Chen Xu smiled and carved lacquer from the side.
"The means of humility, long sleeves and good dancing, why do you want to cry to me?" Yuan Zhao got up, stepped on the clogs, raised his hand suddenly, and the long sleeves were staggering, and the little Langjun who were now greased and powdered had a heroic appearance.