Chapter 701: Useless is a scholar
One day, everyone finally rushed to Pingzhou City and arrived at the Tianping Grand Canal.
In the early morning, the fog on the canal has not yet lifted.
Although the Grand Canal is dug by hand, it is wider than the Li River, and it is extremely spectacular at a glance.
"This is the river that the Emperor spent a year digging out, the Tianping Grand Canal? There is such a current, even bigger than the Li River, I'm afraid that hundreds of steel ships are not a problem to go hand in hand, it's really hard to imagine how it was dug out in the first place." ”
Wen Hongyu looked at the rolling Grand Canal and immediately exclaimed.
Others, too, were shocked.
"It's better to be famous than to meet!"
Even Ge Lifang is the same, he has only heard about the Tianping Grand Canal, and he has never been here, and when he saw it with his own eyes at this time, he couldn't help but be shocked.
But the most surprising thing is Yingning, because in the great wilderness, it is impossible to have such a big river, or it is artificially dug up, which is incredible.
"Let's go, there is the Pingzhou wharf in front, but how can there be officers and soldiers? It seems that the entire wharf is controlled by the government. ”
On this canal, countless boats come and go, and the river is agitated and lively.
As the crowd walked forward, they immediately saw a huge pier.
This is the Pingzhou wharf, very large, built very magnificently, all are poured with iron sand, extremely firm, on the river surface, docked countless ships, there are flower boats, building boats, ships, pengge, painting boats...... Strange and innumerable, far from being comparable to those docks out of the state.
It seems that those docks away from the state are small broken markets in the countryside, and here are the big towns, colorful.
At this time, on this dock, the voices of people were boiling, and there were people everywhere in the black, many people were wearing a cyan gown, with a crown to tie their hair, Zhou Zhou was upright, exuding the air of a book, obviously a scholar who entered Beijing to take the exam.
There are also many people, wearing brocade clothes, holding folding fans, with a graceful demeanor, followed by a few entourages, and they are extravagant.
Among them, there are countless warblers and swallows, and women with delicate faces, who seem to be all beautiful women, waiting for the word boudoir, and have not yet left the cabinet.
In ancient times, the women's style was extremely strict, no talent is virtue, women who have not yet left the cabinet can generally only stay in the boudoir, learn three from the four virtues, embroidery and needle, can not go out casually to show their heads, if they are seen by others, they can't get married, and they are bad morals.
The order of their parents, the words of the matchmaker, many women, until the day they wore a wedding dress and left the cabinet, did not know what their husband looked like.
Now, in the Central Dynasty, these old habits have been abolished, and the Emperor Qingtian has even repaired the great canon to pass on the ages, and women can also study, practice martial arts, and come out to see the world, no one dares to say that this is a violation of customs, so many talented women have emerged.
Jiang Yi's mother, Princess Ronghua, is a representative one.
On this pier, scholars, talents, and beauties form a wonderful picture.
It's a pity that there are many officers and soldiers, and the entire wharf is controlled by the government to maintain order.
There are many, many people who are constantly coming from all directions.
Jiang Yi saw that many scholars had wives with their wives and came to say goodbye, choked up, and reluctantly, but the boat was prompted, so they had to board the boat and sail on the water, waved goodbye, and left one by one women, chasing the boat, tears wet the sleeves of their spring shirts.
At the place where the husband looks, the water is leisurely, turning into stone, and there is no turning back.
At this moment, on the surface of the water, a sigh sounded in the middle of a luxury building ship: "The cold cicada is poignant, the long pavilion is late, and the showers are at the beginning of the break."
The capital tent has no clue, nostalgia, and Lan Zhou urges.
Holding hands and looking at each other's teary eyes, they were speechless and choked.
Thinking of going, thousands of miles of smoke waves, twilight is heavy and the sky is wide.
Affectionate parting since ancient times, even more so Kan, snubbing the Qingqiu Festival! Where to wake up tonight?
This past year should be a good day and a good time.
Even though there are a thousand kinds of styles, who can you tell them about?"
"Miss is so literate!"
As soon as the voice fell, a woman who looked like a maid applauded.
In front of her, there was a woman wearing a pale green dress, her hands were like soft wattles, her skin was like clotted fat, and her figure was slim.
This woman is not very old, revealing beautiful curves, and clearly visible collarbones, with a butterfly hairpin on her head, without powder, but with a flower and moon appearance, like a hibiscus out of water.
She stood in the middle of the ship, and through a window, she could see the entire pier at a glance, so she was moved.
"It's just what the people did before. The woman spoke.
"Although it was made by the predecessors, but from the mouth of the young lady, there is a new idea, and the scene is in harmony and just right. "Maid again
Said.
This girl's words are really extraordinary, and she seems to have read books, not an ignorant person.
A maid is still like this, and the master will be vulgar?
"Poor mouth!" the woman glanced at the maid.
The maid stuck out her tongue, looking naughty, not afraid, obviously the master and servant were very emotional.
The woman looked at the dock again, swept over the hurried figures, paused slightly on a certain figure, but quickly skimmed, then withdrew her gaze, and walked to the desk, where the maid understood and began to grind.
The woman took the pen and wrote on a piece of cloth.
About ten breaths, the pen stopped, the maid looked down, and then read: "Ten years of cold windows, wasting time, useless is a scholar!"
After the maid finished reading, she was shocked: "Miss, this ......"
The woman said unhurriedly: "Cui'er, post this couplet, as long as it can be matched, no matter who it is, you can go upstairs to the boat and go to Kyoto together." ”
This maid is called "Cui'er".
When she heard this, she hesitated, because as soon as this link was posted, it would be tantamount to offending the students of the world, which would inevitably cause an uproar.
However, she was thoughtful and saw her young lady's determination, so she had no choice but to do so, turned around and walked out of the private room of the building.
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At this time, Jiang Yi had already put on a thousand masks and changed his appearance, no one would recognize his identity, and the group was dressed in disguise, and after a simple investigation by the government, they successfully entered the dock.
"There are so many people that almost all of them go to Kyoto. Ding Yunjie couldn't help but sigh.
Suddenly, Jiang Yi felt a gaze scanning at him, and he immediately turned his head and looked at the river, but unfortunately this gaze was extremely short-lived, and it disappeared in an ethereal way.
On the bank of the river, there are so many boats, innumerable, that he can't just urge his mental power to investigate carefully, in case there is any master hidden in it, I am afraid that there will be extraneous branches.
"Childe, let's just charter a boat and go to Kyoto?" asked Ge Lifang.
"No, just a boat. Jiang Yi gave up.
There are a lot of people who go to Beijing to take the exam, and although there are many boats on the dock, they are still not enough to carry so many people, and if they charter a boat, there will inevitably be many people who will not be able to take the boat, and maybe it will delay the scientific examination.
Jiang Yi is not the kind of person who pays attention to pomp and circumstance, and there is no need to cut off the hopes of others.
So they walked towards a merchant ship.
However, at this moment, there was a stir on the pier, and many people rushed towards a building ship, and the sound was noisy, as if something big had happened.
Several officers and soldiers wanted to step forward to stop them, but they were stopped: "It's okay, don't go over." ”
"What's going on? Let's go and see. ”
The crowd looked dazed, and out of curiosity, they followed the crowd towards the ship.
"Let's go, there's a pair over there, and there's a good show to watch now. ”
When I got closer, I heard a lot of insults: "Bastard, what a bastard, dare to insult us scholars!"
"Too much deception!"
"How can there be such a person who speaks wildly, and the government does not take care of it, so he must ask for an explanation. ”
"Shhhh ”
"The imperial court is a martial state, a country governed by literature, we are scholars, self-cultivation, governing the country, and leveling the world, and the hundred officials of the imperial court are headed by the Taishi, the teacher of the Son of Heaven, that is a literary master, every word is beautiful, and the people of the world are extremely respectful. ”
"A scholar, verbal and written, as long as he occupies the truth, up to the Son of Heaven and down to the people, can be refuted, how can it be so unbearable?"
"The government doesn't care, we take care of it, fight with him!"
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The crowd was excited, all the scholars in the robe, their faces were ugly, indignant, and there were even more angry people who rushed to the crown, trying to come forward to theorize, but there were seven or eight strong men standing in front of the ship, with the air of a tiger, and their eyes were like knives, which was prohibitive and did not dare to move.
"Why did you provoke Ultramarine?"
Jiang Yi and the others raised their eyes and saw that the boat pulled down a huge silk cloth, which read: "Ten years of cold windows, wasted time, useless scholars!"
Those who read books, ten years of cold windows, head hanging beams, cones and thorns, chiseling walls to steal light, picking up lamps and reading hard, winter and summer, I don't know spring and autumn, what a difficult thing, but they are said to be wasting time and wasting time. ”
Fan Ruhua exclaimed: "It is useless to be a scholar, and it is to completely deny the world's scholars, ruthlessly enter the cold palace, and the words are sharp to this point, what kind of character is the owner of this building, who dares to make such a pair, and is not afraid of being attacked by a group?"
Fan Ruhua, born in an official eunuch, a daughter of a young lady, has naturally had a good teacher since she was a child, has read a lot of books of sages, and knows that reading and practicing martial arts are as hard as ever, and it is not an overnight thing, and it needs to be accumulated over time, step by step, in order to achieve something.
Poor study, rich martial arts.
A talented man from a poor family, and a minister from a white house.
However, the body is weak and the hands are powerless, this is a common problem of those scholars, even if they become a big official and have guards by their side, they are easy to be killed.
Especially in the troubled times, the status of scholars is even more unbearable, and those people, if they rise up to rebel, will be the first to shout that they want to kill officials and rebel, instead of killing military generals.
Useless is a scholar, that's what he said.
However, many people know this, but no one dares to say it blatantly.