Chapter 3: Back to Xingyang (2)
When I went out, it was raining lightly.
Zheng Yanqing put on a thin oilcloth cloak and rode away from the bamboo garden.
Ferry, foggy!
The weeping willows on the shore are lush, swaying with the wind, showing a graceful color in the rain and mist, just like the two banks of Luoshui, and the jade is a girl.
The air is filled with the scent of earth.
In this farming season, the earth has accumulated a cold and harsh winter, and it seems to be waving the flag for this spring, and the magnificent scenery is magnificent.
Zheng Yanqing enjoyed the scenery along the way, and unconsciously came to Hui'an Gate.
The guards of Hui'anmen also recognized this white-clothed young man who entered and exited Hui'anmen every day, rain or shine. If there are familiar ones, they will come forward to say hello, and then let them go directly. The famous half-edged gentleman, why do you need to inspect the license plate?
The number plate management is also what Fang Yanqian has been focusing on when he served as Yin Lai, Henan.
Where Luoyang people enter and leave the city, they need to inspect the number plate. Get it when you go out of the city and take it back when you enter the city. In this way, although there are many people who come and go in and out of Luoyang every day, they can be properly managed. Even including how many outsiders entered Luoyang, and how many Luoyang people hid elsewhere. Roughly from the number plates distributed every day, you can see the clues.
I have to say that Fang Yanqian's management of the license plate has indeed improved the public security situation in Luoyang a lot.
After Zheng Yanqing returned the license plate, he urged the horse to walk slowly.
In Luoyang City, horses are not allowed to gallop, which is also a law.
Even if Fang Yanqian favored Yanqing, Zheng Yanqing did not dare to offend. Who knows if the black face of the house will glare at him and reward him with ten sticks as punishment? Fang Yanqian even dared to move the prince of Qi, who knew that he would not be selfless to Yan Qing?
Luoyang in the rain is very charming.
The banners fluttering in the streets of Lifang are like flags.
There are many pavilions, and the shops are scattered. Pedestrians on the road are in a hurry, either out of the city or into the city, forming an extremely elegant scene.
Zheng Yanqing dismounted in front of the Perak Hall.
Youmen had already stepped forward and said with a sneer: "With such a heavy rain, I thought Young Master Zheng would come later." β
Zheng Yanqing smiled slightly and handed the reins to Menzi.
"Can the teacher be at home?"
"The general was a little unwell today, so he didn't go out."
"Uncomfortable?"
"Yes, every time this kind of gloomy weather, the general is not very comfortable. This is an old problem, and the doctor said that it was a qi disease, which needs to be slowly recuperated. β
Changsun Sheng is not in good health, which is not a secret in Luoyang.
However, the disciples of Perak Hall will not talk about this matter casually. If it weren't for Yan Qing being a disciple of Changsun Sheng, I'm afraid he wouldn't have talked about it.
Zheng Yanqing nodded and walked into the gate of the Changsun Mansion.
has been apprenticed for more than ten days, and Zheng Yanqing is also familiar with the Changsun Mansion.
As soon as he walked up to the cloister, he saw a young man rushing towards him from the other end of the cloister. Looking at the age, about thirty years old, the birth is beautiful, a talent. With a faint bookish atmosphere, just because of anger, it looks a little gloomy.
"Morning for the tall man!"
Yan Qing recognized this young man, who was the wife and brother of Changsun Sheng, named Gao Jian.
This name may be a little unfamiliar, but if you mention his other name, it will be much more familiar. Gao Shilian, one of the twenty-four heroes of Lingyan Pavilion, is exactly this person. Zheng Yanqing met Gao Shilian as early as the day of his apprenticeship.
In the history books, the evaluation of high strength is quite high.
said that he has few utensils, and he is quite involved in literature and history. In other words, he has a vision and a good literary style.
Zheng Yanqing didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly turned sideways to give way, and at the same time saluted and greeted him...... Gao Shilian didn't respond, just glanced at him, then snorted and threw his sleeves away. Yan Qing is a little strange, what happened to this Gao Shilian?
When I came to the study, I saw Changsun Sheng packing up the bookcase.
"Teacher, let's let the students come."
Zheng Yanqing hurriedly stepped forward and took over the work from Changsun Sheng. Changsun Sheng was not polite and sat down on the side.
His face didn't look good, a little pale.
I don't know if it's because of the qi disease, or because of the unpleasantness with Gao Shilian just now? Zheng Yanqing didn't dare to ask more, and cleaned up the bookcase.
"Yanqing, let's not read Sun Tzu today, you can read the Analects for me."
Zheng Yanqing agreed, took out a volume of Analects from his book bag, knelt down respectfully in front of the bookcase, and began to read aloud. Wisps of green smoke wafted from the bronze incense burner on the table in the corner of the room. The incense is like, somewhat similar to the scent of fragrant wood that is a specialty of the Western Regions. After this fragrant wood is burned, it has the effect of calming the body and clearing the brain, but it is expensive.
"Yanqing, read the article "Township Party"."
The village party is the tenth chapter of the Analects.
Changsun Sheng commanded softly, Zheng Yanqing didn't dare to slack off, paused slightly, and recited directly: "Confucius is in the township party, and he seems to be unspeakable." In the temple, the imperial court, it is convenient to say, only ......"
"Oh, is Yanqing able to recite the Analects?"
A satisfied smile appeared on Changsun Sheng's face, and he whispered, "That's right, give me your book, and you can read it." β
As he spoke, he took Zheng Yanqing's Analects, and Zheng Yanqing continued to recite it, while the eldest grandson Sheng opened the scroll and flipped through it as Zheng Yanqing recited. Gradually, Changsun Sheng's face showed a strange look.
"Wait!"
He suddenly called Yan Qing and pointed to the various punctuation marks annotated on the book, "Yan Qing, what do these mean?" β
Books from the Sui Dynasty period, without punctuation.
It is usually a long-form connection, and there is no separation. As a result, when reciting, there are often various ambiguities in the article because of broken sentences. Zheng Yanqing learned the Analects annotated by Zheng Xuan, and the large and small characters were crowded together, and they were arranged vertically, so it was easy to look poor. Therefore, after listening to the explanation, Yan Qing is used to adding punctuation and breaking sentences with his surname.
His books are generally not allowed to be opened.
It was the first time for Changsun Sheng to see this kind of punctuation mark, and he couldn't help but be surprised.
It is true that he was born as a military general, but at the same time, he is full of poetry and books, and he should belong to Confucian generals and wise generals. For the role of this punctuation mark, he can see the clue at a glance. Although I don't understand the role of this comma full stop, I can vaguely feel the huge use contained in it. If this kind of symbol can really be promoted, it will definitely set off an uproar in the literary world.
Zheng Yanqing stepped forward and gave a detailed explanation of the meaning of this punctuation mark.
"Every time the students listen to the teacher's interpretation, they are afraid that they will not be able to remember, so they mark it in this way and think about it repeatedly when they go home.
These punctuation marks are just made by students for laziness and convenience, and the teacher is not to blame. β
Changsun Sheng was dumbfounded, not knowing what to say.
He's a student, and he really always brings him some surprises. For the sake of laziness and convenience? In these years, there are more people who want to be lazy and seek convenience, and they don't see what punctuation marks they use to annotate the book...... "Yanqing, can you stay for this book first?" β
Zheng Yanqing said: "Since the teacher said so, the students have nothing to do. β
"Well, then you can continue reading."
So, Yan Qing continued to recite the Analects, starting with the tenth chapter and continuing to the end. During this period, Changsun Sheng did not stop once. After Yanqing finished memorizing, he explained again and answered Zheng Yanqing's question accordingly.
"Yan Qing, we won't go to the barracks to practice martial arts in the afternoon.
The teacher's body is a little uncomfortable, so let's stop here today...... Let's continue to explain Sun Tzu's thirteen chapters tomorrow. β
Zheng Yanqing responded to the order, but did not leave immediately.
"Teacher, the student has a reluctant request."
Changsun Sheng was in a better mood at this time, so he asked, "What's the matter?" β
"The student has a good friend who studied under Mr. Gu Yan, who has been studying hard in Luoyang for four years. In a few days, Luoyang County will start the exam, and I'm worried...... As you know, there are a lot of people in Luoyang today, which is a little different than it was four years ago. β
Changsun Sheng was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood what Zheng Yanqing meant.
"Are you worried that your friend will be squeezed away?"
"It can't be said to be squeezed out, but there are many people, and it is inevitable that there will be fierce competition. I've heard people say that there are only 30 places in Luoyang County this year, and I'm afraid that it will happen...... My friend is very talented, and I think it's a pity if he loses because of this. β
Changsun Sheng nodded...... "Then what do you want?" β
"I just hope that I can admit them at the same level, and I won't be plotted."
Changsun Sheng said: "You should go to the house husband for this matter!" As Henan Yin, he also has the responsibility of picketing schools. β
Yan Qing smiled bitterly: "It's not that the teacher doesn't know, although Fang Gong has the responsibility of picketing, but his iron face is selfless. If I don't look for him, I can't say that my friend will have a chance; If you look for him, it may be self-defeating. β
Changsun Sheng couldn't help laughing!
"What's your friend's name? When it's convenient, I'll ask someone to entrust one or two. β
"Xu Shiji is a fox man, born in four grades...... Well, the eldest prince also appreciates him very much and has intended to support him. β
Changsun Sheng thought for a while and said, "I already know about this matter, so don't worry. If this Xu Shiji is really talented and learned, he will never let him suffer. β
Zheng Yanqing was overjoyed, with the words of Changsun Sheng, he could be relieved.
"There is one more thing, Qingming is coming, the students may have to go back to Xingyang in a few days, and I ask the teacher for permission."
"Oh, it's a big deal.
If you decide on your itinerary, just let me know two days in advance. β
Changsun Sheng categorically would not object to Yanqing's request to return to his hometown to worship his ancestors, so he nodded happily and agreed.
Zheng Yanqing then said goodbye and left. Leaving from the study and passing through the backyard passage, the light rain outside has stopped.
In the garden, several peach trees are blooming, and the begonias are brilliant.
Under the baptism of a drizzle, the sun shines and reflects a colorful halo. The eldest grandson, dressed in a snow-white dress, was playing with a group of maidservants in the garden. I saw her standing in a field of pink, delicate cheeks carved like white porcelain, showing a bright smile. Giggling, silver bell-like laughter seemed to dispel a lot of the chill after the rain...... Zheng Yanqing couldn't help but stop, standing under the cloister, looking at the eldest grandson Wujian with a bright smile on his face.
For this little girl who will become a generation of virtuous queens in the future, Yan Qing likes it a lot. In fact, the eldest grandson Wujian has left a very strong mark in the history of Zhenguan. The deepest impression is that once Li Shimin was hurt by Wei Zheng's stomach in the court, and after returning to the palace, he angrily shouted to kill Wei Zheng. Unexpectedly, after Empress Changsun heard about it, she solemnly changed into court clothes in the palace and congratulated Li Er on having such a virtuous minister.
This allusion may not explain too much, but the wisdom and kindness of Empress Changsun are undoubtedly highlighted.
It's a pity that the little girl seems to have died quite early, what is the cause of death?
Yan Qing couldn't remember it all of a sudden, as if he had died of illness...... But looking at her now, it doesn't seem like she's sick.
"Little brother, brother Yanqing!"
Zheng Yanqing was thinking about his thoughts, and the eldest grandson Wujian saw him, so he excitedly waved his chubby little hand and ran towards him.
"Guanyin, are you good today?"
Zheng Yanqing didn't know why, when he saw the innocent and bright smile of the eldest grandson, his heart was extremely calm.
He came out of the cloister and crouched down.
The eldest grandson Wujian rushed to him, but he grabbed him, lifted it high, and spun in a circle in mid-air, causing Wujian to let out a burst of laughter like a silver bell.
"Guanyin is the most well-behaved!"
The eldest grandson Wujian took Zheng Yanqing's hand, "Little brother, you promised me, as long as Guanyin is obedient, you will tell a good story to Guanyin...... Guanyin was very obedient, did not climb the tree again, and ate a sweet cake in the morning! β
The maidservants did not follow.
Most of them knew Zheng Yanqing, and knew that this Xiao Langjun was the proud protΓ©gΓ© of the eldest grandson, and his name was loud.
Zheng Yanqing smiled and pulled Wujian to sit down under the corridor.
"Since Guanyin is so well-behaved, then I'll tell you a story!"
Zheng Yanqing thought about it, the story of the Romance of the Three Kingdoms is definitely not suitable for Wuji. So what story to tell her?
Yan Qing's heart moved, thinking of Snow White in later generations.
This kind of story is the most attractive to little girls. There is a clear distinction between good and evil, and she will definitely like it very much when she talks about it to Wuji.
"Once upon a time, there was a very vicious queen......"
To be honest, although Snow White is a story from the West, there is nothing wrong with putting it in the context of the Eastern world. The eldest grandson Wujian quickly became fascinated by it, holding Zheng Yanqing's hand, and his dark eyes widened.
Even those maidservants became interested and ran over to listen to Xiao Langjun's story.
When Yanqing said that Snow White ate the poisoned apple, Innocent's eyes turned red, and he shook Zheng Yanqing's arm again and again, "Little brother, Snow White doesn't want to die, Innocent doesn't want Snow White to die......"
Zheng Yanqing couldn't cry or laugh, scratched his head, rubbed his innocent little head and said, "Of course Snow White won't die!" β
So he went on to tell how the seven dwarfs worked to save Snow White, and how the prince kissed the princess and brought her back to life. When Wujian heard the end, he smiled, and the other maidservants were also very happy.
"Okay, little brother is going back!"
Wujian was a little reluctant, holding Zheng Yanqing's hand, refusing to relax, "Don't, little brother will talk about one more." β
"Guanyin must be obedient, as long as you are obedient, I will tell you a story every day."
"Really?"
"Of course it's true, little brother's words count!"
Wuzhi let Zheng Yanqing go, and reluctantly sent Zheng Yanqing away
(To be continued)