Chapter 16: Distraction in the Snow
When Yang Chong entered the door of the mansion, it was already the time of the lamp, and Yuwenkai had not come back, Yang Chong said hello to Yuwen Rutong, and returned to his room in the guest room, closed the door, took out the handwritten book in Greek and read it. With the Mohist books given by Yu Wenkai, Yang Chong borrowed a Momen classic book from Zhuge Quan, and with the help of these materials, Yang Chong read the handwritten book several times, and now he has understood most of the contents, and is sure that this book was written with Chaozi.
Sui Chaozi said in the book that he was actually captured in the city of Cyrus, and was taken to work in an iron factory, and it was when the Greeks rioted that the three escaped. There are several pages in the book that were written by a master of the iron factory, and before he died, he gave it to Sui Chaozi, who could only transcribe the original text because he could not understand the contents, and there were no iron factories in various countries for them to experiment. The reason why Sui Chaozi used Greek was that he didn't want Mozi's eldest disciple Yu Huali to know this, and Sui Chaozi and Gaozi thought that Yu Huali was suspected of contributing to the princes and betraying Mozi's thoughts.
Yang Chong was not interested in the struggle of the Mo family, Yang Chong was only pleasantly surprised to find that the so-called recipes on those pages included the process and process of making steel and bronze; What impressed Yang Chong the most was the last page, which had nothing to do with the previous one, saying that after meeting with Suichaozi and Gaozi, he decided to give something to the student Lu Shizi, and used a turtle-shaped jade pendant as a token, and the jade pendant was engraved with a wooden horse.
Yang Chong couldn't imagine what a Trojan horse looked like, and he didn't believe that after thousands of years, these things were still there, and there were people who passed them on from generation to generation for a promise. Yang Chong felt that he had finally finished reading a novel, of course, those few pages of recipes were still useful, and when Yang Chong could own an iron mill one day, he would be able to refine a better quality product. Yang Chong closed the hand-copied book and carefully stuffed it into the wooden box in the room.
When Yang Chong came out to fetch water, he met Yu Wenkai coming back, and Yu Wenkai told Yang Chong that Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty had decreed that he would return to Chang'an after the New Year, and Yang Chong and Zhuge Quan were also in the list of officials who returned to Chang'an, but Yang Chong was in the Ministry of Industry, and Zhuge Quan was in the Ministry of War. Yu Wenkai looked at the copper basin in Yang Chong's hand and praised: "I am not as good as you in this regard, I never ask others to wait for you when you wear clothes and do chores, you come by yourself, I sometimes doubt you, you are originally a child of the Mo family." ”
Yu Wenwen came out from behind and said: "That's it, now I am often compared by my mother, and whenever there is something, I say, isn't your Uncle Yang Chong able to do it yourself, why do you have to ask someone for help?" ”
The three of them laughed, and Yang Chong shook the copper basin in his hand and walked towards the kitchen.
The sky began to drift lightly with snow, and soon a carpet of white velvet was laid on the roofs, on the ground, and on the side of the well; It's almost the New Year, and God has to give some signs. Yang Chong was a little dazed, letting the snowflakes surround his body, this was the first New Year to the Sui Dynasty, every festival to think of relatives, Yang Chong couldn't help but think of those relatives and friends in modern society, recalled those sunny days, and those beautiful female netizens.
Yang Chong snorted softly: "I remember that winter, there was no snow here, and I was sad for several days looking at your disappointed eyes." You want me to promise you, say that it will be next year, and I will not change it and keep my promise. That tree has slowly begun to shed leaves, and your heart is drifting away with the maple leaves, I still, come here to wait for the promise, I think one day you will appear from behind me. Ah~ It's snowing this year, white snowflakes, tell her I'm thinking about her; Ah~ The white snowflakes fell one by one, covering the tears on my face.
During the time you left, I haven't changed much, but my smile is a little less, and I'm all lonely by my side. Half of the yarn you weave, like an unfinished edge, slowly sheds the thread and becomes a cocoon. This story is too late to be written forever, this important person has come a long way, and I still came here to wait for rescue; How I wish I could see you again. ”
Yang Chong hummed over and over again, and he didn't know how long he had been humming, but the sound of the copper basin falling on the ground woke him up, and he suddenly remembered that he was still in the Sui Dynasty; Yang Chong looked back, and there was a row of people standing behind him, Yu Wenkai, Yu Wenwen father and son were also there, and the eyes of the two maids in the front were red, and tears could be seen. Yang Chong smiled apologetically: "I just had a feeling for a while, but I didn't expect to alarm everyone." ”
Yang Chong's laughter is not much better than crying, Yu Wenkai took a step forward, hugged Yang Chong and said, "Senior brother, I understand, I understand." ”
Except for Yu Wenwen, the rest of the people scattered in a hurry; But from this day on, everyone in the Yuwen family knew that Yang Chong was a person who valued feelings, and they were all speculating that Yang Chong was looking for someone from Lingnan to the Central Plains, and even to the Western Regions, a person who made it difficult for him to give up. Yang Chong occasionally heard sporadic sporadic moments, and he couldn't even smile bitterly, although he was in the world, he was already a world away; Yang Chong had already figured it out that night, since God had arranged it like this, whether it was in the Sui Dynasty or in modern times, it was the way he should go.
The Sui Dynasty New Year is also very lively, Yuwen Kai's family dusts, washes bedding, prepares New Year's goods, sticks Spring Festival Lian, pastes New Year's paintings, sticks paper-cutting, pastes blessing characters, and on Chinese New Year's Eve, there is also a palace New Year's Eve celebration, Taichang Siqing arranges a dance, it is said that there are men and women, Yang Chong's level is too low, there is no chance to participate. Yang Chong was depressed, showed his skills, went to the kitchen to cut a plate of raw mutton, and then asked a maid to bring the wind stove and copper pot where Yu Wenkai burned tea soup, boiled half a pot of water in the copper pot, and when the water boiled, he put the mutton slices cut as thin as paper, scalded them, and ate them with the prepared dogwood sauce.
Yuwen Rutong and Yuwen Wen tasted it and said yes, Yuwen Wen asked the cook to cut a plate of mutton as usual, found a wind stove and copper pot, divided half of the dogwood sauce, and sent it to the inner house. After coming back, Yu Wenwen said: "Uncle Xiao, my mother said, if you have any other means to eat, just show it." ”
The three of them laughed, and Yang Chong said regretfully: "It's a pity that you don't eat pork, otherwise I can let you see it." Yuwen Rutong and Yuwen Wen both shook their heads, in the Sui Dynasty, pork was purely eaten by bitter haha, and the aristocratic and wealthy merchants didn't look at it at all, Yuwen Rutong and Yuwen Wen were naturally no exception, and they didn't know this delicacy of later generations.
When the rising sun of the new year shines on thousands of households, the peach charms on the doors of every house are replaced with new ones, and like the future generations, they wear new clothes and visit relatives and friends. What Yang Chongchang saw the most was the firecrackers set off by the people of the Sui Dynasty, which were real firecrackers, and the sections of bamboo were burned in the fire, making bursts of crisp popping sounds, causing adults and children to run around.