A short but long autumn harvest left an extremely deep impression on Shen Yun.

He never thought that in the Great Song Dynasty, where the clan was in power, the relationship between relatives and friends would be so bad.

Due to Shen Shan's temper, the family naturally honestly knocked down Shen Xi's grain to help send it back. A family of three was on the barren threshing floor, and after all, when the Mid-Autumn Festival came, all the grain was packed into the granary.

Shen Yun is a very emotional person.

This kind of sensibility is a habit formed by two lifetimes of human beings and long-term reading, and it is also a reflection on all kinds of people and things around us.

In the northwest farmhouse, there are probably so many of the most important festivals.

Say goodbye to the old and welcome the new Spring Festival, remember the Qingming of the ancestors, show loyalty to the Dragon Boat Festival, and reunite the Mid-Autumn Festival of family reunion.

And the Mid-Autumn Festival is not only about family reunion, but more importantly, it is a whole year of hard work, and finally ushered in a bumper harvest in this season. This year's wind and rain are smooth, and the harvest is good, so naturally this Mid-Autumn Festival is also very lively.

Melons and fruits are naturally not so abundant.

At best, they are pears in their own yard, wild grapes, or wild fruits.

The most amazing thing is the mooncakes on the table.

It does not have the delicacy of a small jasper like Jiangnan. All year round, the people in the northwest are eager for peace and abundance. So this moon cake is naturally as heroic as its character.

The dough is rolled out into a one-foot-square dough, sprinkled with red yeast rice, garnished with turmeric, or pinched with a few handfuls of fragrant bean flour and filled with minced flax. The red, yellow, green, and brown colors are stacked in an orderly manner layer by layer, and finally it becomes a mille-feuille.

As soon as you open the mille-feuille, you can smell the burnt aroma of flax, the herbaceous aroma of fragrant beans, the medicinal aroma of turmeric, and the aroma of red yeast wine.

All kinds of aromas are mixed together, which instantly arouses people's inner appetite, and they can't help but take a bite and put this colorful rainbow-like food into their stomachs.

Shen Yun saw this kind of mooncake for the first time.

It was also the first time to eat such mooncakes.

There is no egg yolk lotus paste, and there is no bean paste lotus seed, although there is no sweet taste, but there is a rich fragrance.

Shen's mother also looked regretful: "If the cane sugar sold is cheaper, there are two or three taels, and some caramel is sprinkled in it, then the taste will be better." The girl in the silver bottle loves to eat the most. ”

It's just that eating can satisfy people's appetite and stomach, but it can't fill a slightly empty heart.

Watching the moon slowly rise in the house with Shen Shan and his wife, from time to time the children of the neighbors ran over, looking at the family of three with a smile, but they were very bold to take a pear from the offering table placed in the yard, or pull a few wild grapes, and then sa huan'er slipped out of the yard.

In Shen Yun's heart, he couldn't help but think of his parents in his previous life.

I don't know what kind of situation they are at this moment. Whether he is like Zhuang Zhou's dream butterfly, at this time he is just in a dream.

But after all, after all this time, the dream still didn't wake up.

There is no need to fold the willow bend, and the old garden will be loved.

When the moon passed in the middle of the day, this time of worshipping the moon was over, and he hastily put in the things on the table, and he didn't have the heart to eat a little, and Shen Yun's bleak figure slowly walked into the room.

When you are in a low mood, the most appropriate thing is to drink and write poems. There was no wine in Shen Yun's house, and he couldn't write poems under his hands. But there is a small kettle in front of the desk by the window, and there are many poems of predecessors hidden in the belly.

The teenager doesn't know the taste of sorrow, and he is worried about the new words.

Shen Yun couldn't do things like that, he just ate a few wild grapes, his mouth was a little pantothenic, he drank a glass of water, studied ink, and slowly wrote on the paper with a pen:

"The moon is born on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time.

The lover complains about the night, and he is lovesick at night.

The candles are extinguished, and the light is full, and the clothes are dewed.

It's unbearable to give away, and it's a good time to sleep. ”

Zhang Jiuling is worthy of a generation of literary handsomeness, and the song "Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan" actually explained Shen Yun's complex mood clearly.

The only regret may be that at this time, Su Shi has not yet written the famous "Water Tune Song Head", Shen Yun has the heart to write a sentence "I wish people a long time, thousands of miles together", but he couldn't get around the hurdle in his heart.

That's it, so be it.

After washing the pen in the simple pottery bowl, Shen Yun carefully put away the things on the table, and then lay down on the somewhat cold kang.

Before I knew it, I fell into a dream. In the dream, the parents of the previous life smiled and stroked their faces, pulled themselves into the house, and piled up all kinds of dishes on the table that they liked to eat.

The old father with gray temples had an unprecedented long talk with him, and the kind mother kept putting vegetables in her bowl. Dreaming and dreaming, tears flowed from the corners of Shen Yun's eyes.

Then, gradually wet the pillow filled with buckwheat husks.

is no more monotonous night in the countryside, but in Chengji County, it is brightly lit everywhere at this time.

The extravagant Fan Mansion is particularly lively at this time.

The young man, who was called the little master by Uncle Quan, was sitting on the main seat at this time, and kept urging the guests who were bowing down to drink.

"Zhang Fuzun, I have been taken care of for a year, and Fan has thanked me here." The young man bowed his hand to the scribe who was over forty years old beside him, smiled, raised his glass, and drank it all with a slight gesture.

If you come here with more information, you will inevitably be dumbfounded.

The one who was called Zhang Fuzun by the young man was Zhang Shi'an, the prefect of Qinzhou. As for the people sitting next to him, there are Liu Qingqiu, the commander of Chengji County, and the well-known literati and scholars in Qinzhou Mansion.

It can be said that in this small room, most of the celebrities in Qinzhou are included.

But even so, the young man in his twenties still sat on the main seat. It is conceivable that the esteem of his status is far from being comparable to that of these people present.

Fan Gongzi was polite. I think that back then, Fan Xianggong knew the northwest, resisted strong enemies outside, and helped Li Shu inside, benefiting many people in the northwest. I waited for a small official position that day, but I received the kindness of Fan Xianggong, and now I should take care of Fan Gongzi. ”

Zhang Shi'an did not accept the young man's thanks with peace of mind.

On the contrary, he was a little frightened, knowing that the kindness he received that day was not the slightest bit. The grace of support, the grace of guidance, and the grace of protection, so that he sat on the prefect's seat in just a few years.

As for the rest of you, even more so.

The young father's actions in the northwest gave birth to a large number of excellent scribes. It has also raised the education of the northwest to a higher level. If it weren't for this, today's imperial examinations would have been completely reduced to a stage for scholars from other places.

The young man smiled: "You are polite. Today, let's not mention those old things, the good Qingqiu, not drinking and writing poems, it is too extravagant. ”

It was a good time to carry out the drinking order, and by the moon in the sky, a cadre of scribes also started such a tasteful game.

"Zhang Gong is the person with the largest rank and the most respectable status here, if not, let Zhang Gong give an order, and we will follow." The young man did not stop himself from everything because of his identity.

The burden of the person who made the order was relatively smaller, but it was also the care of Zhang Shi'an.

Being able to be elected by the young people, Zhang Shi'an was comfortable in his heart, smiled loudly, and responded: "Since this is the case, then I will go beyond the bounds and make an order to cheer you up." Since this is the boundary of Qinzhou, and today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, it is better to take "Longtou Month" as an order and take a good word as a rhyme. ”

"Longtouyue", also called "Liu Shaoqing", has three flat rhymes in the front and back pieces, a total of 49 words, 12 sentences, and the number of people in the banquet.

A small wine order can be so exquisite, but Zhang Shi'an has been praised for a few words.

"Courtyard Grass Garden Flowers,"

"Duke Wen's Ancient Stage,"

"The willows are slanting."

"Twilight is cold,"

"The lights are bright,"

"Will meet people."

"The minister talks about Yunxia,"

"Sudden Storm,"

"Covering the world."

"Drunken eyes wake up slightly,"

"Smile and ask you,"

"Who's the pipa?"

"Okay, a good sentence whose pipa should overshadow us." The last sentence of the young man has some lonely meaning in it.

It's just that a poem turns around, and the rhyme is incorrect, the rhetoric is gorgeous, and the meaning is long, which also adds a lot of color to this banquet.

Zhang Shi'an originally wanted to make a peaceful order, but who knew that the fire burned to the end, but it still burned on himself. Helplessly, he laughed and scolded: "You are also clever, and you are so clever that I have to be a drunkard today." ”

Everyone laughed, and the young man also said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Even if Zhang Gong is a drunkard, I also have a way to make Zhang Gong wake up in an instant." ”

"Don't joke that if Gong Zhang doesn't move to the right in the future, then everyone will get drunk if he doesn't get drunk."

The young man shook his head: "No, but some time ago, the painting I took out of my hand has something else. ”

"Oh?" A good and elegant person, seeing the strange words, is like a gourmand encountering food. Some time ago, the young man showed off in front of people with a never-before-seen font, which attracted the envy of a cadre of scribes.

However, the person who writes can't even say a bright hall among young people, and asking for words has become a delusion, so he can only be greedy.

Today, I heard that there are new works, which makes people's spirits lifted.

Zhang Shi'an is a good word, and it is really as the young man said, after a glass of wine, his spirit became more and more excited, and he exclaimed again and again: "There is a new one, take it out and take a look, the last time it was just a short number, that spirit, let me have a long aftertaste." Today, I can not drink this wine, and I can not eat the food, but this word must be seen. ”

The young man smiled and nodded to Uncle Quan who was serving the wine behind him, and after a while, the old man came over with two books in his hand.

Passed to the table, it was the "Renzong Past Dynasties Jinshi Scientific Examination Explanation" and another miscellaneous book copied by Shen Yun. If you think of such books, these officials can find them, and young people don't have to treasure them.

Just put it in Zhang Shi'an's hand, the middle-aged scribe smiled and opened the rag, wiped his hands, and then opened the thick book.