After the burning of incense and candles in the seventh and a half months, every household in Ayaluo City began to prepare for the annual moon worship party, which is a well-known event in Changzhou, and many dignitaries and dignitaries will come from far and wide to watch the meeting. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe ten-mile Qinchuan River is brightly lit, the singing and dancing girls compete with each other to perform, and the sound of thousands of households pounding clothes reflects the moonlight, which is the most lively time in Ayara City.

And this day of everyone's moon worship happens to be Zige's birthday.

Zige sat at the foot of the stairs in the backyard, boredly fiddling with a shrub beside him with his sword. My mother has been in better spirits these days, and the sisters in the music workshop are vying for her to guide her in singing and dancing, wanting to win the first place at the moon worship party. The red dress was even more fascinated, and the morning and dusk could hear the music coming from her room. Zige didn't want to disturb their practice, so they could only read and write quietly by themselves.

It has been half a month since the crown ceremony, and I heard that Xie Miao is concentrating on studying at home, and he is also very busy, presumably he will go to Beijing to seek fame after the crown ceremony. Zige's heart moved, went back to the house and got some things, and prepared to come to see him.

West Street was originally a street market selling pencils and incense in the city, and the previous fire of unknown cause caused a lot of damage, but several of the affected shops are now fully decorated and ready to do some big business during the moon worship.

Zige pursed her lips, and the memories triggered by the fire that day still lingered in her heart. She has never left Ayara Castle since she was a child, so how can she have memories of Kyoto? Who is the one who bows her head and says goodbye? What was the unjust case she had brought to herself when she was a child? When she had doubts, she was a little worried.

After crossing West Street, turn onto an open and slightly old bluestone road, and you can see the red brick and green tile roof of the private school.

Zige remembered that before passing through the private school with her mother for the first time, she was fascinated by the sound of reading books inside, so she sneaked into the private school while her mother was talking with the owner of the jewelry store. The weather was exceptionally fine that day, the jasmine in the courtyard was blooming, the wind condensed the fragrance of flowers that could not be dissolved, and the rows of children sitting upright in the general horn of the children, shaking their heads and reading "The peach is dying, scorching its flower, the son is home, and it is suitable for his room". The memory of that day planted a deep seed in her heart, so that later she had a lot of disputes with her mother over the matter of studying, and her mother was unwilling to give in. If it weren't for Uncle Xie's timely appearance, she might just be a civilian woman who can't read a lot of words now.

Although today's private school has been renovated several times, the pattern has not changed much. The garden in front of the door is planted with peach trees and jasmine, and you can smell the light fragrance of flowers as soon as you enter. The big house in the front yard is divided into several rooms, the largest is the study, the children are sitting on the ground, or concentrated, or dozing, or deserting, Uncle Xie sat in the hall, with a straight face, teaching "Spring and Autumn". Zige smiled at him as he passed by, and then walked around to Xie Miao's door at the back of the house.

"Keming Junde, to pro-nine clans. The nine tribes are harmonious, and the people are peaceful. The people are clear, and the nations are in harmony. ”

Zige was about to knock on the door, but he heard the sound of Xie Miao reading a book from inside the house, reading "Shangshu Yaodian". His voice was clear, and he was amused by this passage repeatedly, Zige couldn't bear to disturb him, so he sat down in front of the door.

The steps are all heavy bluestone slabs, mossy overgrown, and the carved patterns hidden in them can be faintly seen. I heard Uncle Xie mention that this house once belonged to the relatives of the former emperor Xiao, and then Zhongzhou was in turmoil, the family declined, and after several changes, it has now become an ordinary people's home. And the relics of the beacon fire and smoke were hidden behind a prosperous era, and they were desolate.

The general trend of the world will be divided for a long time, and it will be divided for a long time. Since ancient times, the Zhongzhou region has been divided into states, and the seven states have their own policies, jointly resisting the barbarians of Beizhou and Nanzhou and Nanzhao across the sea, and several generations have been peaceful; Later, the Xiao family raised troops, sat in Yongzhou, thousands of miles of fertile land, broke the heroes of the world with the power of one family, and commanded the soldiers and civilians of seven states, but his dynasty fell in only a few generations; Then the heroic and heroic, chasing Zhongzhou, Emperor Gao Yang was born recklessly, but he rose with the times, and merged the four states of Chang, You, Lu and Liang, and then unified the world, established the Qi Dynasty, and got a lifetime of peace.

Now that the Qi Dynasty has been founded for more than 20 years, the emperor has made great efforts to govern the country, and he is eager to seek talents, and he has established a doctor of the Five Classics to obtain talents, which is a good time for people who study to display their ambitions. Zige once overheard her mother say that Uncle Xie was a doctor of Taixue in the former dynasty, specializing in "Shangshu", and Xie Miao has also read poetry and books since he was a child. Zige often provoked him with jokes, but he seemed to look down on fame and only read for fun, otherwise with his talent, he would definitely be able to be named on the gold list.

"What do you look like squatting here? Come on in. Coldly, Xie Miao's voice came from his head. Zige turned his head and saw him open the door, so he quickly followed in with a flattering smile.

"If you don't come to see me, I'll have to send it to the door myself."

His room was still so tidy. There were a few volumes of books spread out on the couch, and the ink of the notes he made in Xiaokai had not yet dried. Zige sat casually beside him, drinking the brewed tea and rummaging through the books on the side.

"Why did you suddenly read the book? I remember you finished your studies when you were thirteen. ”

"In August, the Beijing Middle School Pentateuch will start, and I want to give it a try." He paused, and then said apologetically, "I'm afraid I won't be able to spend your birthday with you." ”

"It's okay, my mother has been sick for a long time, and I didn't think about doing it in a big way."

Long before he came, Zige vaguely guessed that he had this intention, so he wasn't too surprised, just a little sentimental. Looking at Feiying outside the window, her heart moved, and she said casually, "Scholar, have you ever read under the flowers and trees in the courtyard?" ”

He turned his face sideways, "No, my father doesn't like me sitting on the floor." ”

"The war of the countries in Zhongzhou is long, and the beacon fire is not peaceful and eventful. Emperor Gao's Yang set the world, and a wisp of fragrant soul was endlessly sad. ”

Zige played with the cup in his hand and read softly. She has always kept in mind this poem, and has incomprehensible memories with private schools and falling flowers.

"The poem is very well written, but it is also too pretentious." Xie Miao smiled slightly, "Back then, the war was raging, the people's livelihood was withering, the family was ruined, and there were many dead, so why did you pity a woman alone?" ”

Zige shook his head, "The poem is heard, presumably it is just that the person who wrote the poem is sad and sad, and uses the topic to play." ”

"You love these beautiful verses the most, but you don't want to be serious." He pointed to the "Shangshu" on the table, and with a helpless expression, Zige stuck out his tongue at him.

"I'm an ordinary woman, it's a pleasure to be able to read poetry to please yourself, and those major family and country affairs should be left to you scholars who have read through the four books to solve."

Zige stretched his waist with a big grin, and accidentally knocked over the teacup on the table, and the water was full of gold for a while. She hurriedly apologized, took out a handkerchief and wiped it, only to find that there were faint words in the water-soaked volumes of "Shangshu".

She had doubts, but Xie Miao took a step ahead of her and took the books in her hand.

"Oh no, this is my father's collection of books, and he has to scold me if he knows it."

As soon as the words fell, Uncle Xie entered the house, and saw that his face was nervous and the desktop was in a mess, he looked stunned, and Zige hurriedly excused the scholar: "Uncle Xie, it's all my bad ......"

"That's it, it's all outside the body." Uncle Xie glanced at her, showed a somewhat loving look, and waved his hand, "It's not early, let Mi'er send you back." ”

Zige was like being amnestied, and left as if he had escaped with Xie Miao.

Changzhou has a lot of water, and the city of Ayaluo is named after the water dyed silk, and the last branch of the Qinchuan River passes through the city. Xie Miao accompanied her on a stroll, and unconsciously came to the river. Every year at the moon worship party, he and Zige will put river lanterns and make wishes together, just like a birthday routine. Nowadays, because it is still early, there are only a few naughty children playing in the water by the river, and business is sporadic.

"Butterflies, peach blossoms, or phoenix birds?" The proprietress of the grocery store was soliciting business on the side of the road, and before Zige could say no, Xie Miao said, "Naturally, it's a phoenix." ”

Since he was young, whenever there is a pattern to choose from, Zige will choose a phoenix, which Xie Miao already knows. Mother's advice, and the lifelike Jin Bu Shao in the makeup, left a deep impact on Zige.

The phoenix is flying, and its feathers are shining. Be cautious in words and deeds, and only then will there be peace.

In the twilight, Zige lit the candle, carefully placed the lamp on the water, and quietly watched the warm yellow churn in the microwave, tossing and turning, and finally went down the water.

In the night, Xie Miao stared at Zige's back with his hands folded, his eyes gentle. "What did you wish for?"

Zige squeezed his eyes at him, and sat down by the river generously, "It won't work if you say it." ”

"In your heart's desire...... Can I have it? Xie Miao also sat down beside her and looked at her.

"Of course, the blessing given to you must be said in person." Zige smiled and hugged his fists at him, "I wish Brother Yuanqing the title of the gold list as soon as possible, return to his hometown in fine clothes, and marry a wife to sue the temple." ”

Xie Miao couldn't help but smile too, "My qualifications are mediocre, how easy is it to get a title on the gold list?" ”

"This is a bad statement, I have been filling in the words for many years, don't I know your talent?" Zige joked, "I'm just afraid that as soon as Gongzi Xie enters the Hou Gate, it will be as deep as the sea, and Zige will be a passerby from now on." ”

"I can't forget anything, I don't dare to forget you." He said earnestly, his eyes burning, "Aunt Lin and Father...... I hope you will take care of it. ”

Zige lowered his head and took out a sheet music from his arms.

"This piece is for you, it's a long road, and you can enjoy it." Zige bared his teeth at him, "When you are famous, fill in this gap, remember to come back to me to get the paper bird." ”

"Okay, you wait for me."

Even through the night, the smile in his voice was still very clear.