Cangzhou's quaint streets are lined with tea shops and liquor shops, and various guils in front of the store are showing in the wind to attract customers for the store. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Whenever there is a spare place on the side of the road, there are many small vendors with big umbrellas and pushing, and the crowd is rubbing shoulders, you come and go. The various accents on the street intermingled into a bustling song, which made people not notice Sun Chuanting and the others at all.

Sun Chuanting, Feng Shi and other people wandered along the flow of people at Cangzhou Wharf, and they would always stop for a moment when they saw novelty gadgets. Every time you go to an unfamiliar place, people will always become very free. Sun Chuanting was born as a scholar and was talented and learned, and he could always hit the nail on the head when he commented on the novelties he saw on the road, regardless of the surprised eyes of others like fools. There are Feng Wen and Feng Wu, two retinues brought by the Feng family, but no one deliberately deceives them......

Walking and walking, Sun Chuanting saw that his wife's eyebrows were tightly locked, and when he was in the boathouse, he seemed to judge the two of them, and asked puzzledly, "Lady, your husband has already accompanied you off the boat, why are you still depressed?" ”

Feng Shixing's eyes were round and his eyebrows were raised, and he finally turned his head and said, "It's nothing." ”

Sun Chuanting thought to himself that it was okay just now, what was the matter, and when he saw the little maid holding the child next to him, he looked at the gesture of writing, and suddenly understood. Ignoring Feng Wen and Feng Wu's smile and looking up at the sky, he walked two steps quickly to Feng Shi and said, "Is the lady still angry about not staying in Texas?" The lady was angry, because her husband and two brothers were both men, because she was afraid of visiting the widowed woman and being rude......"

"Mrs. Ma is nearly fifty years old, what about going to visit, why don't you think you are a great husband who stands up to the sky, why is your knowledge not as good as a weak woman in the slave family?"

Mrs. Ma in Feng's mouth is Xing Cijing, who married Ma Zheng, a Hui native of Datong Prefect and originally from Wuding Mansion in Shandong Province (now Huimin County) at the age of 28 20 years ago, as a concubine (Ma Zheng had a wife and son earlier), and gave birth to children Tianxing and Shixing successively.

Xing Cijing is a native of Linyi, Shandong (Linyi, Dezhou), born in the third year of Wanli, because Ma Zheng died in Guizhou, she broke her hair and helped her deceased husband's coffin back to Wuding for burial. Later, he was not allowed by his husband's family, so he had to leave his eldest son Tianxing in Wuding, and he took his young son Shixing back to his parents' house to live.

Xing Cijing helped the coffin alone and went through a lot of hardships before returning to her hometown, although she was expelled by her in-laws, she still took her young son to Beijing to write to Wanli and ask for compensation. Wan Li Ye thanked her for her experience, admired her courage, and issued a posthumous gift to Ma Zheng as Taichang Siqing, which was widely spread in Shandong, and can be said to be a model of women's Taoism.

Nowadays, the women of the scholarly family are all studying the four books of women, and the women in the book are too far away, far from being as shocking as the living examples around them, and Feng admired him very much after hearing about it in Yuncheng, so he went to visit when he wanted to visit Texas. But unfortunately, it was twilight in Texas, and the itinerary was not allowed, and at that time, Sun Chuanting, Wu Youxing, and Xu Hongzu had a long conversation all night, sharing what they saw and felt, and they were very busy, so they ignored Feng's appeal.

Sun Chuanting hurriedly stepped forward and teased, "Madam, the husband is wrong." Didn't you give all the extra silver to Brother Yu to run a Huimin pharmacy in Yuncheng, in fact, what the husband thought at the time was that instead of going empty-handed and not being able to help in distress, it would be better to bring enough silver taels next time, and we could also help generously, right? Next time I have the opportunity, I will definitely accompany my wife to visit. Okay......"

"Hmph, Mrs. Ma is a talented learner, do you still want you to help? Besides, even if you are fat, you won't talk about it in Yongcheng, and you are not a Yuncheng order, and you gave almost all the silver to that Yu County order. If this entanglement is not concealed by the slave family, the family will have to be emptied by you. Feng Shi was helpless when he remembered the past, but he didn't get angry, he just didn't vomit unpleasantly.

Feng Shi saw that her husband's face was a little embarrassed, and then pulled him, stayed away from Feng Wen and the others again, and persuaded in a low voice, "Xianggong, I haven't had a chance to talk to you these days, and you can't do this in the future." The slave family doesn't ask you to take money from home like the '100,000 snowflakes and silver in the Qing prefect' in three years, but you can't keep pushing our family's money out like this. If you become a bigger official in the future, our family will not have to go out to ask for food. ”

"Madame, don't worry, the husband is no longer Wuxia Ameng. After chatting with two knowledgeable brothers in the past few days, I realized that this big accumulation of shortcomings is not something that I can eliminate alone. If we want to avoid the misery of our lives, we have to change from top to bottom today, and we need to change the law more radically than Zhang Juzheng back then. ”

"Xianggong, Zhang Ge ......"

Although Zhang Juzheng died a righteous death, the reform still ended in failure, and finally ended up with a whipping corpse. Sun Chuanting knew that Feng was worried, looked around and no one was paying attention to him, quietly shook Feng's little hand, and whispered in her ear, "It is said that I am only sixteen years old today, and my husband is still young, and I have learned from the past, and my husband knows how to do it." And the sesame petty official who is only seven grades for her husband is still early, don't worry, madam. ”

Feng Shi saw the ambition in her husband's heart, although she was also very proud, but there was always a kind of elusive ethereal, she saw people coming and going on the street, and knew that it was not the place to speak, so she looked into his eyes and nodded cautiously and said, "I believe you." ”

"Madame, ma'am." The twenty-eight-year-old little maid hugged Sun Shirui and stood not far behind Feng Shi and shouted to him, "Master, madam, come and see, there are people selling calligraphy and paintings here." ”

The delicate little maid combed her double buns, without powder, she was wearing a green collared shirt and a pink horse-faced skirt, and she was tilting her head in front of the restaurant at this time to look at a pair of books next to an old man and a young man.

Sun Chuanting and the others also turned back to see what made the maid who couldn't read a basket of big characters make a fuss. The restaurant is called the Four Seasons Pavilion, with two floors, at the corner of the street into a fan-shaped street, with a total of seven doors. The Cangzhou liquor sold as a specialty of Cangzhou, and all the people who came in and out were neatly dressed and gorgeous.

Sun Chuanting was stunned when he approached, and blurted out, "Clarify the hall post." ”

"Clarification Hall Post" is a total of five volumes, the post has not seen the annotation before, it is rumored to be the work of the calligrapher Wang Xizhi, because the post is steady and powerful, the whole article is magnificent, praised by the people of the time. The main characteristics of Wang Youjun's calligraphy are peaceful and natural, the gesture is euphemistic and subtle, beautiful and beautiful, and later generations commented: "Floating like a cloud, moss and snakes", Wang Xizhi's calligraphy is extremely beautiful.

Sun Chuanting's calligraphy is not outstanding, but there is aesthetics. Only the first volume is shown here, the unframed copybook is placed on a small table and pressed with a paperweight, he saw that although the gesture is turned over and smart, there is still a lack of a trace of ancient charm, but this has made him out of reach, and then look at the end of the article for the futon master Ma Xing Cijing, he suddenly.

There was a little boy about ten years old behind the table, the top of his head was shaved, only a cluster of red ribbons was left in the middle, wearing a round-necked cyan robe, a white cloth belt around his waist, and black square-toed cloth shoes.

"Mrs. Ma?" Sun Chuanting asked the middle-aged woman.

The woman who wrapped her hair in a bun with a green silk handkerchief on the top of her head looked at everyone, bowed her head slightly, and said, "The old body is exact, is this son going to buy words?" ”

Sun Chuanting looked at the idol that his wife shouted that he was going to visit just now, and saw that her forehead was engraved with shallow wrinkles, her eyes were blazing, and her loving eyes were full of perseverance.

After Sun Chuanting confirmed, he first bowed and saluted, "Sun Chuanting of the late Daizhou has seen his predecessors, and Gangnaiko still regrets that he can't visit Texas, but he didn't expect to meet here." Then he pulled Feng Shi, "This is Neiko Feng Shi." ”

Feng Shi has not come back to his senses, but he also cooperated to say a thousand blessings, "Concubine Feng, I have seen Mrs. Ma." ”

Xing Cijing didn't know these two, so she replied politely with a smile, "The two of you are very polite, I don't know what to do with the old body." ”

Sun Chuanting looked up at the bright sun hanging high, and did not answer positively, "It's noon, and the late life looks at Mrs.'s words are strong and free, and there is the charm of the right army. ”

Xing Cijing waited here for a long time, and there were many people who stopped to watch, but as soon as they heard that the calligraphy she copied asked for twenty taels, they all retreated. Seeing that the young son was also a little sluggish, he agreed.

A few people came to an elegant and quiet single room upstairs, sat down and sat down, and the little maid brought tea and water, and Xiao Er was also busy greeting him.

It was only after a quiet conversation that I realized why they were here. It turned out that Xing Cijing's brother Xing Dong had passed away eight years ago, and the nephew of the family, Xing Wang, was only 16 years old, and the family began to decline again.

Fortunately, Xing Cijing's family was wealthy in her early years, coupled with her intelligence and understanding since childhood, she was quite loved by Xing Dong, a calligraphy and painting master who was 22 years older than her.

Xing Cijing came to Cangzhou with a horse, just to come to the word to support her family, no longer Texas is there to go out is the neighborhood, proud she does not want others to sympathize, and secondly, because this is where her distant ancestors live, waiting for her young son to come to see the customs.

After Sun Chuanting heard this, he also explained the reason before, and when he learned that Xing Cijing's words were 20 taels, he looked at Feng, and the meaning was self-evident.

Feng Shi understood that her husband had listened to her words before, so she said goodbye and went downstairs to find Feng Wen, took a red gold bracelet from his hand, and returned upstairs after some explanation.

Not long after, Feng Wen saw a small black cloth package sent in, Feng Shi took it and didn't open it, put it in front of Xing Cijing with both hands, and said, "Can the "Clarification Hall Post" that Madame is here give us?" This is the asset of the pen, please be sure to smile at it. ”

Xing Cijing had already expected it, but her face was a little unbearable, "This ......"