Chapter 111
Cheng Lao let go of his voice, "Angry hair rushes to the crown and rests on the railing..."Cheng Lao sang, looking at you a little proudly, "How is it, is it very imposing?" That's what I always call the person who catches me. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
At that time, I had no intention of watching their performance, and I was immediately shocked, and what shocked me even more was the lyrics, so I wanted to ask for these words, but I couldn't find a chance, and then people looked at me and followed behind, thinking that I didn't look like a bad guy at such an age, and it was this one who caught me and asked me what I did.
I said my name, people don't know me, but there is still a steward who has heard of me, and then the misunderstanding is solved, so I told my idea again, and they immediately agreed.
But when I asked the others, I didn't say anything, and I'm sorry that I didn't have the opportunity to meet the person who wrote these words. ”
It turns out that there is such a play. Kong Lao looked at the four of them carefully, "If Kong's guess is not wrong, these are the four protectors of the Qilin Pavilion!" ”
"It's in the next four, I can't imagine that the old master still knows about us reckless people."
Kong Lao shook his head, "No, you may have been reckless before, but now you are not!" ”
Dean Meng saw that they were all standing and talking like this, and it was inappropriate, "Everyone, can you move the living room, let's talk freely." ”
The four elders excused themselves and left.
The group came to the living room, and Meng Xuan introduced them to everyone, "This is the **** Song Lao who invited himself to the production supervisor in a fit of anger." ”
As soon as he heard that this was Song Lao, he exchanged pleasantries for a while, and introduced Huangfu Yuan, Kong Lao looked at Huangfu carefully, "This old brother, but Huangfu Yuan, who won his fame and swore never to enter the court?" ”
When Huangfuyuan heard it, there were still great Confucians who knew him? looked at Kong Lao suspiciously, "Kong Lao knows what's next?" ”
Kong Lao nodded, "Your mentor is my uncle, I heard him talk about you back then, my uncle was deeply sorry at the time, it is often said that this son has great talent, it is a loss for the imperial court!" ”
Everyone exchanged pleasantries for a while, and finally got to the point, "Can you make it clear what you are entering Beijing for?" ”
exchanged glances with Huangfu, looked at Dean Meng again, and signaled that he could click on it.
Dean Meng realized, "To put it simply, I want to ask you to help compile some books. No one knows exactly what kind of book it is.
In short, this matter is a good thing for the benefit of the country and the people, and you can rest assured for the time being, as long as you enter Beijing, you will definitely know about it. ”
Everyone understands now, it's not that they can't say it, it's probably because they're afraid that they will show their mouths now and have an accident on the road.
Everyone nodded, indicating that they understood the key.
So a few great Confucians stayed in the academy, and a few more came in the afternoon, knowing that a total of twelve came on the evening of the third day.
I have been looking for a lot of books in the past few days, and finally decided not to look for them, and when I return to Beijing, I will send someone to send someone over if I need any books.
The three juniors of the Meng family were shouted by Dean Meng that day and told the study about the matter, and asked a few people what they meant, and several of them said that they must enter Beijing and cannot miss this once-in-a-lifetime event.
In the evening, everyone got together and rearranged the matter of leaving.
These people can't go at the same time, the goal is too big, and someone will pay attention on the way.
So they were divided into four batches, slightly staggered the distance on the road, and when they were about to arrive in the capital, they asked Rong Zheng to take people into Beijing in batches.
Everything was arranged, and the next day the men left one after another at the hour of the day's separation, followed by the four elders one by one, and then the secret guards also separated.
When they went back, several old people were a little older, and they walked a little slower on the road, and they did not approach the capital until the tenth day.
"Master, the elder brings a letter, people are about to arrive in the capital, let the master arrange for people to bring them into the city in batches." Qiyun and Rong Zheng replied to the letter sent by the Eastern Evil.
"You and Han Bing arranged for people to come in one by one from the three gates of the capital in different capacities.
Don't alarm anyone, take it in and arrange it directly to the new compound. Let's go down and arrange it. Call Uncle Rong over. ”
After Qiyun went down, Uncle Rong came in, "Lord Shizi, but there are any new arrangements." ”
Rong Zheng nodded, "There are more than ten people here, and all the people of the Meng family are arranged to the west courtyard of the third entrance, and the others are arranged to the courtyard of the fourth entrance."
The things inside are all ready, right, are the gatekeepers and gate stewards arranged? ”
"It's arranged, there are four gate stewards, all of whom are people left by the grandfather of the old country, and they are quite reliable.
The mother-in-law and girls on the stove were all prepared in Zhuangzi before, and two mothers-in-law and four girls were arranged across each courtyard.
When arranging the courtyard, I try to arrange people who are accustomed to one place to a cross-courtyard, so that the food will be better prepared in the future.
The guards are also arranged, all of them are left by the old grandfather, and those secret guards are very happy to serve the prince. ”
"Have you arranged the courtyard for the second entrance?"
"In accordance with the instructions of the prince, the main room of the east cross courtyard is divided into two large rooms, and the main room of the west cross courtyard is all opened, which is a large room, in which the craftsmen transferred from the Qilin Pavilion are making bookshelves, desks and chairs.
The east and west wings have also been opened, and bookshelves have been placed inside. ”
After listening to it, Rong Zheng felt that there was nothing left out for the time being, "Uncle Rong, what is the door plaque hanging?"
"According to the instructions of the prince, the four main gates have different door plaques, and they will be staggered in and out of the four main gates in the future."
Without waiting, it was well arranged.
Rong Zheng finally made sure that there was nothing to miss, and let Uncle Rong leave.
Now Peng Peng is very busy. In the past few days, she has been teaching Qixin Qirui to remember the pinyin alphabet in the small study.
There is also a full list of syllables in Chinese pinyin. The two of them are also novel, they don't feel hard at all, they study very seriously and hard, and after more than ten days of study, they finally roughly mastered the basic rhyme mother and mother, and they also memorized the syllabary.
Peng Peng worked so hard to teach them that it was useful to teach them first.
I'm small, so I can't write on the back board when the time comes, and I can't still climb on a stool, which is too damaging to the image, although there is no image.
When the time comes, if you need to write on the backboard, just let the two girls write separately.
These preparations were in place, and Peng Peng estimated that Song Lao should come back from Lushan.
Another thing is the issue of performances in the patriotic era, and after careful consideration, Peng Peng decided to perform for three days on August 145 and 16.
I hadn't seen them since they came back, and I thought I had to find a way to go to the compound these days.
Peng Peng called Yan Yi in, "Yan Yi, go find Brother Zheng tomorrow, I want to see the people in the orchestra in the compound." ”
As soon as Yan heard Peng Peng say that he was going to the compound, he wondered in his heart, "Miss, after the orchestra came back, you gave them a holiday and let them all go home to visit their relatives." "Did you forget?
Peng Peng slapped his head and fainted, how could he forget about it?
"When will they come back? How did I forget? Peng Peng wondered if he had been doing a lot lately, and he wouldn't be forgetful at this age.
Yan Yi wanted to laugh a little, and tried his best to restrain himself, "Miss, you didn't say when you would come back, they decided to go back to the compound on the sixth day of the eighth month." ”
Peng Peng nodded, there should be no problem in terms of time, let Yan go.