After bidding farewell to his father early the next morning, Xu Yan went to Gushan to apprentice accompanied by his grandfather Chen Han and uncle Chen Zongzhi.

Of course, Xu Yan is no stranger to Lonely Mountain. In his previous life, he had lived in Hangzhou for a period of time, and Gushan was also Xu Yan's favorite secluded place around West Lake. Strictly speaking, Lonely Mountain is not a mountain, but an island.

As early as the Tang and Song dynasties, the scenery of the lonely mountain was already famous all over the world.

The Gushan Temple in the Tang Dynasty and the West Taiyi Palace in the Southern Song Dynasty are all a momentary scene. But when it comes to Lonely Mountain, the first thing that comes to people's minds is probably Lin Hejing.

Lin Hejing was a reclusive poet of the Northern Song Dynasty with an arrogant personality. After traveling to the south of the Yangtze River, he finally chose to settle in the lonely mountain of West Lake, planting plums and raising cranes, not marrying, leaving a reputation as a plum wife and crane.

There are indeed many literati hermits in all dynasties, but most of them are fame and reputation, and it is really rare to see a hermit with such a true temperament as Lin Hejing.

Xu Yan admires Lin Hejing a lot, and he also went to Lonely Mountain to pay homage in his previous life.

When I visited Gushan again, my mood was very different.

After all, he came to Gushan this time to study, and Mr. Xushan is Wang Yangming's personal disciple, and having such a great Confucian guidance will definitely help Xu Yan's level of writing.

The West Lake is in the west of Hangzhou, and the lonely mountain is located between the West Lake and the Outer Lake, connecting the Xiling Bridge in the west and the White Causeway in the east.

After Xu Yan and his grandfather and uncle left the city, they walked all the way along the white causeway, and saw the weeping willows swaying on both sides of the white causeway, and the water was rippling, and they were in a good mood, and said casually: "The laughter is rolling in the air on all sides, and the lake is the most distinct today." The boatman does not know where to swim, but he looks at the mandarin duck sleeping. ”

Although Chen Zongzhi has never been a scholar, he has also read books after all. Seeing his nephew chanting such a poem, he couldn't help but admire: "Brother Qiu's poem is also suitable for the occasion, and it sounds like it makes people feel a sense of vastness." ”

Old Man Chen rolled his eyes when he heard this: "Don't judge chess here, you stinky chess basket." The old man's good grandson is going to be an official in the future, how can you comprehend the poetry of literary talent? ”

Seeing that his father was so partial, Chen Zongzhi took his eyes off his nephew with some resentment, and muttered in a low voice: "If you don't comment, you won't judge." ”

But I don't know how long it took, and the ancestors and grandchildren finally came to the lonely mountain.

I saw that the cliff in the north was engraved with two big characters in vermilion - "Lonely Mountain", which is said to be the handwriting of the Southern Song Dynasty.

Although the lonely mountain is not high, the flowers and trees in the mountain are luxuriant, and it is beautiful and elegant. Looking at it from a distance, it has a bit of a sense of creating Zhong Shenxiu.

"It's a beautiful place for studying."

Seeing his grandson say this, Old Man Chen nodded proudly.

"When I first started building the academy, Mr. Osayama thought it was better to build it hidden. The front mountain was too restless, so we discussed it and built it on the back mountain. ”

After that, Old Man Chen took the lead with his hands behind his back.

The ancestors and grandchildren climbed the stairs, the flowers and trees in the mountains were luxuriant, and there were streams murmuring, which made people feel refreshed and happy.

The lonely mountain was not high, and it took them a short time to climb to the top.

Old man Chen looked at the distance by the railing, and said leisurely: "The north of the Gushan Temple is in the west of Jia Ting, and the water surface is low at the beginning of the clouds. Bai Lotian's poem has to be tasted when he reaches the top of the mountain. Good grandson, don't you say? ”

Xu Yan smiled: "What my grandfather said is very true. ”

Old Man Chen was in a good mood, and nodded to the front: "The academy is built at the southern foothills, and you can walk along this stone path." ”

Compared with the North Mountain, the southern foot of the Lonely Mountain is more beautiful.

Walking quickly to the foot of the mountain, an elegant garden comes into view.

There is a boulder standing in front of the garden, and the four characters of Gushan Academy are written on it. is so free and uninhibited, but it is also in line with the artistic conception of the lonely mountain.

The ancestors and grandchildren entered the garden one after another, only to see that there were all kinds of pavilions, streams and lakes around them, which were not much better than those famous gardens in Suzhou.

Tsk, it's a pleasure to study here.

I have to say that my grandfather's taste is really high.

"Good grandson, you see Mr. Oyama fishing there."

Xu Yan looked in the direction of his grandfather's finger and saw an old man sitting in the pavilion a dozen steps away, fishing with his back to him.

The old man was wearing a square scarf, a green robe, and a big belt of green shoes, with a leisurely expression.

Xu Yanxin said that this person must be Qian Dehong. He settled down, tidied up his robes, and took a few steps forward to salute the old man: "Late Xu Yan to meet Mr. Xushan." ”

Unexpectedly, Qian Dehong raised his left hand and said, "Shhh, don't startle the old man's fish." ”

Xu Yan pondered for a moment and recited:

"Wu Nong grows lakes and mountains, breathes the lake and drinks the mountains.

Regardless of the secluded gentleman in the world, the maids and women are all ice jade.

Mr. is a layman, and he is clear and cold.

I don't know that Jun has dreamed that the pupils know that the light is a candle. ”

When Qian Dehong heard this, he immediately put down the fishing rod in his hand and turned around.

He looked Xu Yan up and down, stroked his beard and said slowly: "You are young in this later life, but you are familiar with the kung fu of patting sycophants." ”

Xu Yan hurriedly said: "Mr. Xushan smiled when he was born. Fang just recited Su Zizhan's poems, although he borrowed flowers to offer Buddha, but he really thought about it in his later life. In the minds of his later life, Mr. Oyama was a hermit like Mr. Lin. ”

Qian Dehong shook his head and said, "The first few sentences can be regarded as a match, but this last sentence is coming... Have you really dreamed of the old man? ”

Xu Yan's face was quite thick, and he said without changing his face and without a beating heart: "Mr. Xushan doesn't know, he has admired Mr. Xushan for a long time in his later life, although he has never met Mr. Xu, but he always meets Mr. in his sleep. Every time I have a relationship with my husband, many doubts are solved. In the evening, I wanted to thank Mr. in person, and after some inquiry, I learned that Mr. was living in seclusion in Lonely Mountain, so I hurriedly came from Ningbo. ”

Qian Dehong naturally didn't believe what he said, and when he saw Chen Han not far away, he smiled and said, "Brother Hanmo, what kind of trouble are you making." ”

Old Man Chen took a few steps forward and explained with a smile: "Let Hong Fu see and smile, this is Xu Yan, the grandson of a certain person, who admires your reputation and has to come to worship you as a teacher." I really couldn't stand his soft grinding and hard bubbles, so I brought him here. ”

Qian Dehong sighed and said in his heart, I see.

"Since he is the grandson of Brother Hanmo, he must be extraordinary."

Qian Dehong paused, and then changed his words: "But Brother Hanmo should also know that I have rules for accepting apprentices. Although Ling Sun is quick to think, if he wants to worship under my door, he must pass the examination. ”

Although Old Man Chen was unhappy in his heart, his face was full of smiles: "This is natural, you can't break the rules because of this kid." ”

Xu Yan continued as he spoke: "Please ask Mr. Xushan to take the school examination." ”

Seeing that Xu Yan was also a courtesy, Qian Dehong bowed slightly.

He twisted his beard and thought for a moment, then said in a deep voice: "Since you just mentioned Mr. Hejing, why don't you write a poem to remember Mr. Hejing." ”

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