Chapter 15: The Rain in June

The weather in June is very fickle, just now the sky is still clear, the sky is like a wash, and the sun is like fire; At this moment, the sky was already low and cloudy, dark clouds were thick, and the wind was roaring. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yang Wu and his party were halfway through when the sky began to rain, and it was getting heavier and heavier, and there was no sign of stopping.

"Childe, it can't go on like this, you have to find a place to shelter from the rain quickly." Fan Yu, the guard on the side, approached and said.

"The rain is so urgent, where can I find shelter from the rain around here for a while?"

"Childe, as far as I know, there is a pavilion near here, less than three hundred steps, we can go there to take shelter from the rain."

"In that case, then you hurry up and lead the way in front."

Fan Yu led the way in front of the head, and after walking for a long time, he saw that there was indeed a pavilion in front of him, and an old horse was tied to the small tree outside the pavilion, and there was already a person in the pavilion who was sheltering from the rain.

"This brother, I'm passing by here and want to take shelter from the rain here, I don't know if it's okay?" Yang Wu saw that the man was about thirty years old, slightly fat, dressed in white cloth, although he was standing there alone, he also had a special bearing, and couldn't help but ask politely.

"Little brother is polite, passers-by who are also sheltering from the rain here, what can you say, little brother, come in." Seeing that Yang Wu said politely, the man also smiled and nodded and replied.

Although he was alone facing Yang Wu and many of his guards, he looked calm, neither humble nor arrogant, and gave up his position and let Yang Wu and others come in to avoid the rain.

The pavilion was not big, and when Yang Wu and a dozen other people came in at once, it immediately seemed a little crowded. Yang Wu's face was a little ashamed, but the smile on the man's face did not diminish, as if he was not at all unhappy that the pavilion had become crowded.

"I don't see a village in front of this neighborhood, and there is no store in the back. The little brother has so many retinues, but the sons of big families in Guangling City come out to have fun? The man asked with a smile.

"That's right, the little brother came out in a hurry today, he didn't bring rain gear, how did he know that he encountered this heavy rain on the way back, fortunately there is such a place to shelter from the rain, but it is a trouble for the brother." Yang Wu arched his hand, looking apologetic.

"Where, I'm just a passerby sheltering from the rain here, but you have arrived a little early, how dare you call yourself the master?" The man's words were still so unhurried, very soft, that it sounded like a spring breeze.

The two were polite to each other, but they began to lose the embarrassment they had when they first met.

"Is Brother Tai from this neighborhood? How can a person take shelter from the rain here? ”

"No, I also live in Guangling. Today, I heard that the lotus flowers in the lotus pond outside the city have bloomed, and there are 'lotus leaves infinitely green!' The scenery of the lotus flowers in the sun's red, I yearn for it in my heart, and on a whim, I came out alone to find it. Unexpectedly, it was raining on the road, so I took refuge here. The man didn't hide it, and told him about his situation generously.

"Brother Tai does it casually, it's really a gentleman!" Yang Wu was amazed when he heard this, this place is already some distance away from Guangling City, this person actually ran so far on a whim in order to see the lotus, obviously he is a person who really loves lotus.

"In the past, Prince Youxue visited a friend at night, but when he arrived at a friend's house, he didn't see him twice. Brother Tai went out of the city today to look for lotus flowers, and he has the demeanor of a prince. It's just that I don't know if Brother Tai finally saw the lotus or didn't see it and went back happy? ”

"The demeanor of Wei and Jin celebrities is desirable, but a layman is not comparable to it. But the lotus pond was found, and it was really a beautiful view. The lotus flowers in the lotus pond are blooming, and the swimming fish are playing in the meantime, which is not interesting. There are poems in the Hanle Mansion, which is exactly the right place for this scene", speaking of lotus, the man was excited, and recited loudly, "Jiangnan can pick lotus, lotus leaves He Tiantian."

Fish play among lotus leaves. Fish play lotus leaf east, fish play lotus leaf west. Fish play lotus leaves in the south, fish play lotus leaves in the north. ”

"What a worthwhile trip!" This person is also a little bookish, shaking his head and sighing.

Seeing his obsessive appearance, Yang Wu couldn't help but smile and said: "The little brother is also the most fond of lotus, I have heard someone write an article, called "Love Lotus Said", the text is extremely beautiful, and the meaning is far-reaching, the little brother loves it very much, now you might as well recite it and listen to the brother's stage, you can enjoy the strange text together." ”

"Oh, there is such a strange text, please recite it to the little brother, and let me listen to it below." The man became interested, and hurriedly took Yang Wu's hand.

"I'm about to recite it, brother, and listen to it."

"The flowers of land and water, plants and trees, the lovely ones are very rich. Jin Tao Yuanming loves chrysanthemum alone. Since Li Tanglai, the world loves peonies very much. To love the lotus out of the mud but not stained, clear ripples but not demons, straight through the outside, not vines and branches, fragrant far and clear, pavilion net planting, can be seen from a distance and can not be blasphemed.

It is called a chrysanthemum, and the recluse of flowers is also; Peony, the rich and noble of flowers; Lotus, the gentleman of flowers. Belch! The love of chrysanthemum is rarely heard after pottery. The love of the lotus, who is the giver? The love of peony is suitable for everyone! ”

"Wonderful!"

As soon as he finished reciting a piece of "Ai Lian Said", the person was moved by the artistic conception in the text and couldn't help but applaud loudly.

"'The mud is not stained, the water is clear and the ripples are not demonic', this sentence alone shows the noble quality of the lotus, which is breathtaking. Dare to ask the little brother, who did this strange article? I would like to inform you that I would like to visit and ask for advice. ”

"Well...... Yang Wu was speechless for a while, he was embarrassed to say that he had done it. I was a little embarrassed to plagiarize the poems of later generations last time, and now there is no need for him to be in the limelight again. This "Ai Lian Said" was written by Zhou Dunyi, a physicist in the Northern Song Dynasty, and this person didn't know where he was at the moment, so he naturally couldn't say it.

In desperation, Yang Wu had no choice but to say, "This article was written by a hermit, and the younger brother overheard it, and then I went to find the hermit but I couldn't find it." ”

"Sure enough, it was a hermit!" The man looked like this, but there was a deep regret in his eyes, regret that he could not see such a hermit. "I'm afraid that only those hermits with noble qualities and good intentions can make such strange writings. It's a pity that I didn't have the opportunity to see each other.

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The two communicated with each other through the lotus, and they had a great sense of confidant, and they exchanged their names again at the moment.

"The younger brother Yang Wu, a native of Guangling, works in the Jiedu Embassy. I don't know my brother's surname? Yang Wu introduced himself like this, he didn't say his identity, just a rough explanation.

"What is the honorable surname, under Chen Yanqian, a person from Changzhou. Now it's just a small official in Runzhou, and it's a bit of an errand to come to Guangling. Chen Yanqian didn't think much about it, and he didn't expect that the other party was the eldest son of King Wu.

"Chen Yanqian?" Yang Wu seemed to have heard of this name, thought about it carefully, and suddenly remembered that in history, Xu Wen controlled the national politics and planned for him, wasn't there a person named Chen Yanqian? Could it be the person in front of you?

Then he remembered that Chen Yanqian in history was a native of Changzhou, and the person in front of him was also from Changzhou. Now he was more certain.

"This is a famous advisor under Xu Wen, although he is not as famous as Yan Keqiu, but this person is more strategic, and what is even more rare is that he is good at dealing with those complicated trivial matters. Xu Wen often only determines the general outline of major military affairs, but the specific details are all entrusted to Chen Yanqian. It can be said that if this person is well cultivated, he will be able to guard the country for me in the future, appease the people, and continuously supply food and grass to the front line, this is my Xiao He! ”

Throughout history, every person who can achieve great things will have a person who is good at planning to assist him wholeheartedly.

Therefore, King Wu of Zhou has Jiang Shang by his side, Liu Bang has Zhang Liang by his side, Liu Bei has Zhuge Liang by his side, and Tang Taizong has Fang Xuanling, Du Ruregret and so on. Even those mountain kings who robbed houses on the mountain, they would find a kobold military advisor to give advice.

In history, Yang Wu had no advisers around him to plan for him, even if Yan Keqiu, Yang Xingmi's staff, was afraid that he would be more intimate to his former master Xu Wen, plus the original Yang Wu was not a person who could listen to people's words, so it was normal for Yan Keqiu not to be used by him.

But today's Yang Wu is naturally different, he knows that he is not short of generals now, and what he lacks are those scribes who can give him advice. If he can meet Chen Yanqian today, he naturally can't miss it.

At present, Yang Wu is more enthusiastic to make friends, he comes from later generations, although he is far inferior to Chen Yanqian in terms of literary accomplishment, but he has all kinds of information in later generations, and he is broader than Chen Yanqian in terms of knowledge.

Under Yang Wu's intentional friendship, the more the two chatted, the more speculative they became, and they had a feeling of hating each other. Even when the rain stopped, the two rode slowly side by side, talking on horseback.

However, it was not until he finally entered Guangling that Yang Wu did not tell the other party his identity, but only asked him about his current residential address, and agreed to meet again in the future to have a good chat, and then said goodbye to each other.

It's not that Yang Wu doesn't want to recruit the other party now, but he thinks that this person is a talent and will be of great use in the future. If you meet for the first time, it will be too informal. In any case, you should also find a good time, prepare gifts and then pay a special visit.

Seeing Chen Yanqian's distant back, Yang Wu didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

"Childe, that person has already gone away, let's go back quickly. It was raining before, and Childe was careful of catching a cold. Fan Yu reminded on the side.

"Well, let's go." Yang Wu nodded, thought about it and said, "By the way, go back and inquire, don't alarm him, find out his situation clearly, and come back to report to me." ”

"Yes, the little ones will do it."

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After returning to the Jiedu Embassy, after greeting his family, having a meal, taking a bath, and changing out of his wet clothes. Seeing that Fan Yu hadn't come back yet, Yang Wu sat in the courtyard a little absent-mindedly.

"Childe, what's wrong? It's rare to come back once, and I used to be happy and laughing, but today I'm a little restless. Could it be that there is some trouble outside? Under the eaves, Yang Liu looked at Yang Wu who was walking around in the yard, and asked Xiaocui in a low voice.

"I don't know, maybe it's something on my mind, right? However, looking at Childe's face, even if there is something, it should be a happy event. ”

"Happy event? Could it be ......" Yang Liu suddenly felt his heart pounding.

"Childe is almost sixteen years old now, and it's time for young Mu Ai, there is something on his heart, but it is a happy event, this, isn't it that Childe met his favorite girl outside?"

The more Yang Liu thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible, and he couldn't help but panic for a while.

In her heart, Childe is the person who grew up with her, although there is a difference between master and servant, but the relationship is so deep that she has long been free from the difference in identity. Especially the former sons, although they had a close relationship when they were young, they grew up a little bit. However, in the past two months, Childe seems to have changed again, much more easy-going than before, and Childe has learned to write poems and lyrics, and his temperament is far from being comparable to before. Such a handsome young man made her admire in her heart.

Now thinking that Childe may have met the woman he likes, I can't help but feel happy for him and feel self-pity, and I don't know what my future will be.

"After all, he is the eldest son of the high-ranking King Wu, and he will definitely be a festival envoy and a prince in the future; And I'm just a lowly slave, where can I be worthy of a noble son? ”

The more Yang Liu thought about it, the more sad he became, and he couldn't help but lower his head, and a pair of beautiful big eyes began to blur.

"Sister Yangliu, don't be sad, the son has a noble status, and he will definitely marry an equally noble woman in the future to match. The girl should hurry up and give up and do her duty. Seeing her appearance on the side, Xiaocui couldn't guess her thoughts, and comforted her quietly for a while.

"Is there no other way?" Yang Liu sobbed a little.

"If you want to let Gongzi Mingmei marry you into the door, it's basically impossible, because the identity is too far away. Unless you are willing to be a concubine for your son, it is better for you to die as soon as possible. Xiaocui whispered to persuade, but as she spoke, she was also a little confused.

"What does my future hold?"

Xiaocui is not better than Yang Liu, she is more than a year older, she was already very sensible when she was a child living on the streets, and she knows more about human feelings than Yang Liu, who grew up in the Jiedu Embassy.

She knew that in this era, the status of a concubine was not much higher than that of a slave, and unless she was a concubine like Mrs. Shi who gave birth to the eldest son and the second son of Yang Xingmi, she had no status in the family. Mrs. Zhengfu will beat if she wants, scold if she wants to, and if she starts crazy, she will beat the concubine to death, and no one can blame her too much. Who can say for sure what kind of wife Yang Wu will marry in the future? So although she once had a longing in her heart, she would rather marry an ordinary family as a main house than be a concubine. So her idea was that after two years of saving enough dowry money, she would go out to marry a child of a good family.

However, Yang Liu's thoughts are obviously different, in her heart, as long as she can accompany her son, even if she is a concubine, she is willing to be a concubine.

"Be a concubine? That's fine. As long as I can be with Childe. Thinking of this, Yang Liu's face was also crimson.

"In the past, I went back, and the willows were still there. Now I'm back, rain and snow. She read the poem that Yang Wu read when she named her that day, and she couldn't help but feel a little stupid.