At the end of Meng Chun, the snow gradually disappeared.

Wang Yangming's master and servant walked around the north of the city, and came to the east of the city in a moment, and the horse post could be seen from afar.

"Uncle, don't you really tell them?" Wang Changxi asked.

Wang Yangming shook his head and said: "If you say goodbye, you will hurt yourself in vain, so it's okay not to say it." ”

From New Year's Day (the first day of the Lunar New Year) to the ninth day of the Lunar New Year, Wang Yangming spent time in Guizhou City. Then return to Longgang Mountain, visit the seedlings in the mountain, and spend the Lantern Festival there.

Because Wang Xiang was young and cold, Wang Yangming left him at his disciple Li Weishan's house - the Li family's manor was on the outskirts of the city. He took his two servants, and without informing anyone, he quietly planned to leave Guizhou.

During the New Year, the other disciples went home for the holiday, and even Wang Yuan went back to Qingzhai to reunite with his family, but he didn't know that Wang Yangming was about to leave.

Wang Yangming rode a donkey around the bamboo forest, and suddenly his eyes were moist.

I saw that there were more than 30 people standing on the official road of the East Horse Post in Guizhou City, and those were his core disciples. Among the many students, only Fan Xiyi has not recovered from his illness and cannot come to see him off today.

Wang Yuan held a wooden box and said with a smile: "I know that Mr. likes chess, so I asked Carpenter Liu in the village to build a pair." The words on the chess pieces were carved by the students themselves, and each person carved a word, wishing Mr. no Ji Tailai and good health. ”

Wang Yangming turned over and got off the donkey, opened the lid of the wooden box, and sure enough, he saw different engravings in handwriting.

Although the calligraphy of all living beings is good, the carving is poor, and the carving is crooked, like a child's graffiti.

Wang Yangming is not a hard-hearted Taoist gentleman, he is very emotionally sensitive. Holding a pair of chess pieces and being silent for a long time, thinking about the experience of Guizhou in the past two years, suddenly tears flowed down, and I couldn't stop it.

This is the first time that Wang Yangming has lost his temper in front of his disciples.

After a few breaths, Wang Yangming closed the chess box, clasped his fists and said: "Friends, stay and study hard, and wait for the meeting!" ”

Only in front of a teenager like Wang Yuan did Wang Yangming admit that he was a teacher. Whenever he passed the age of the crown, Wang Yangming was called a friend, and there were more than 20 disciples among them, all of whom were regarded as friends by Wang Yangming.

"Take care, sir!"

All living beings bow their hands, and they all perform disciple rituals.

Wang Yangming rode a donkey and walked out more than ten steps, and suddenly turned around and said to Li Weishan: "The tin material I bought a few years ago can make Xiang'er into four big bowls, each weighing two catties, thick and simple, and the rest into dishes." Buy more than ten more porcelain bowls, and make two pairs of mercury pendulum tin chopsticks (tin core silver-plated chopsticks). ”

Li Weishan arched his hand and said, "The student wrote it down." ”

This is to let Wang Xiang recover from his illness and bring back some Guizhou souvenirs. In particular, the coarse porcelain bowl is what people call an earthen bowl.

Wang Yangming's Jiangxi is rich in porcelain, but he wants to eat with Guizhou earthen bowls, which shows his deep feelings for Guizhou.

Wang Yangmingfu walked a few more steps, turned around and said: "Daoist Yan is seriously ill, and his Taoist temple is not a good place to recuperate. Wei Shan, you rode a horse to pick him up, and he was well recuperated in the Li family manor. His Taoist temple was too poor, and the Taoist priests lived a hard life, so he brought a few catties of salt by the way. ”

Li Weishan saluted again.

It's not that Wang Yangming loves Li Weishan alone, but this guy has a rich family, and he is generous and generous, so he can just leave the money to him.

After thinking about it, Wang Yangming said to Chen Wenxue again: "Zonglu, with your knowledge and intelligence, you will definitely be able to be admitted to the Jinshi in the future." But don't be too lazy in poetry and songs, and deviate from the imperial examination! ”

"Remember, students." Chen Wenxue was embarrassed. He was stimulated by Wang Yuan's reputation as a prodigy, and in recent months, he has been studying poetry.

"If you are empty!" Wang Yangming suddenly raised his voice.

Wang Yuan came out and said, "The students are here." ”

Wang Yangming stared at Wang Yuan for a while, pointed to his chest, and then pointed at Wang Yuan, and admonished: "I know that you don't believe in the doctrine of being a teacher, but you have to understand your own heart and keep your own conscience!" ”

"Students understand." Wang Yuan replied.

"Friends, meet again!"

Wang Yangming finally stopped looking back and rode a donkey to the east.

Gao Fengming, He Tingyuan and Chen Shouning suddenly rushed to catch up, no matter how hard Wang Yangming persuaded them, they all insisted on sending them far away, wanting to send the teacher to the next station.

The rest of the people returned in groups, and heard the sound of horses' hoofs at the gate of the city.

"Dada-da-da!"

Song Ling'er came on a horse and asked, "Has Mr. already left?" ”

"Just walked not far." Wang Yuan didn't ask her why she was late, but looked at the luggage on her horse's back.

Song Linger said: "Abba doesn't care about me anymore, and he only has his cheap son in his eyes." I aspire to study the art of war, but I haven't even learned the formation diagram. Wang Yuan, I want to go to Jiangxi with my husband, and come back when I finish the art of war! ”

"Are you crazy?" Wang Yuan exclaimed.

"I'm not crazy," Song Ling'er said, "When you are admitted to the Jinshi, I will definitely be a female general, and we will drink together when the time comes." She suddenly pointed at Li Ying, "Li Sanlang, you still owe me a drink!" ”

Li Ying smiled bitterly: "If you don't leave, I will treat you today." ”

"Next time. Drive! ”

Song Ling'er whipped violently and rode away, leaving only a sassy posture in the bamboo forest.

All beings are side-eyed.

"Drive!"

Wang Yuan also hurriedly turned on his horse, whipped and chased away, shouting, "Hey, you wait for me!" ”

"Are you going to Jiangxi too?" Song Linger asked rhetorically.

Wang Yuan said depressedly: "I only went to Jiangxi when I was full, do you know how far Jiangxi is?" ”

Song Ling'er shouted: "Then don't follow!" ”

About two or three miles away, Wang Yuan gradually caught up with his horse, but the official road became narrower and narrower, and it was impossible to ride in parallel. He could only follow behind and say: "I know your temper, don't tell me that you want to learn the art of war, why did you leave Guizhou?" ”

Song Ling'er finally stopped, and said hysterically: "My father has become a disowning of his six relatives, and wants to marry me to Xifeng Cai's son, and he is filling the house for someone else, and that person is already in his forties!" I said that I wouldn't marry, and he actually slapped me, he never beat me since I was a child! ”

Xifeng Cai's family owns three long-term lawsuits, which belong to the small Tusi of Qianbei. However, it occupies the main transportation route in northern Qianbei, and its strength is not bad, and recently with the cooperation of An Jia, it has completely recovered territory from the rebels.

The marriage between the Song family and the Cai family is to consolidate Song Ran's position in the clan, to stabilize the influence of the Song family in Shuixi, and to avoid the Cai family and the An family from getting together.

It can be described as killing three birds with one stone.

This kind of political marriage is related to the fate of the family, and it is impossible to stop it no matter how wise Wang Yuan is.

Unless, Wang Yuan has a stronger strength and can immediately revive the Song clan - only the Ming Emperor has such ability, and the first assistant of the cabinet can't come.

Wang Yuan was silent, he couldn't do it, he really couldn't do it.

Song Ling'er smiled miserably: "You're right, I didn't go to Jiangxi to learn the art of war, I just wanted to escape from marriage." My Abba has gone crazy and has become completely unrecognizable, and he doesn't treat me like his own daughter at all! I'm just a commodity, a commodity that can be traded at any time. ”

Wang Yuan clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and said, "Wait for me to be admitted to the Jinshi ......"

"You can't go back to Guizhou to be an official if you are admitted to the Jinshi," Song Linger interrupted, "When I learn the art of war, I will go back to Guizhou by myself, and I will lead the troops to become a female general!" ”

Song Ling'er dismounted and turned around, and Wang Yuan also dismounted.

"Ling'er ......"

"Don't talk, let me hug me."

Song Ling'er suddenly threw herself into Wang Yuan's arms, hugged him tightly, and didn't say a word.

The mountain wind is steep, the clothes are flying, and a pair of young boys and girls are holding like this.

Suddenly, Song Ling'er pushed Wang Yuan away: "If you are admitted to the Jinshi, you will marry a girl from the Han family." I am a daughter of the Zhong family, a barbarian in the eyes of the Han people, and it is not good for your career. ”

Wang Yuan said, "I don't care. ”

Hearing this, Song Ling'er suddenly showed her face and smiled happily. She got back on the horse: "It's enough to have your words, I will return to Guizhou in three years, and I hope you can come back too." Drive! ”

Wang Yuan didn't chase anymore, and he couldn't keep it, and suddenly he felt a sense of hopelessness.

Suddenly, Wang Yuan also turned on his horse and ran towards Guizhou City.

Self-pity can't change anything. He couldn't wait to go back to reading and practicing calligraphy, and he didn't want to delay for a moment, he could pass this year's township examination, but he was not sure about next year's general examination.

Only when he was admitted to the Jinshi could he barely have the qualifications to talk to the Song family.

In the mountains behind him, there was a faint singing: "Come and brew rice wine in June, brew it for my brother to drink." Brother, brother, it doesn't matter which slope you run to. As long as Ah Mei has a heart, you have to drink it if you don't want to......"

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