At dawn, it began to drizzle.

In the wilderness, patches of light mist rise, which seem to be real and illusory. As soon as the day dawned, there were farmers busy in the fields, wearing clothes and hats, in this seemingly fairyland-like field, revealing a bit of freedom. The loud singing voice lingers in the sky, and the green mountains in the distance are faint, which is particularly moving.

"In a few days, it's going to be Qingming!"

Zheng Shi'an sat in the car with Zheng Yanqing in his arms, one leg drooped to the side, looking at this poetic beauty, and suddenly said.

He was dressed in a cloak and wore a hat, and he looked a bit of a hermit.

The bumpy night made the resentment in his heart weaken a lot. In the drizzle of dawn, he was pulled out of the oil tent by Zheng Yanqing.

The clothes and hats were all given by Zheng Weishan.

Yan Qing felt more and more that Zheng Weishan was a very unusual person.

Now his grandparents said that it sounded better, he was escorted back to Xingyang; It's ugly, it's like being escorted back, and it's the same as a prisoner. But Zheng Weishan's attitude towards Zheng Shi'an is still respectful, and he has not been slacked at all because of the change in Zheng Shi'an's identity. In addition, it was fortunate that Zheng Weishan sent someone to inform Li Ji last night, so Dou Wei came forward to testify, so that Zheng Yanqing cleared his grievances. This kindness alone is enough to make Yan Qing look at him with admiration.

No matter what his intentions are, this person is definitely relatable.

Hearing Zheng Shi'an's ancestor and grandson talking, Zheng Weishan rode on a horse, and his heart moved.

He urged the horse forward, parallel to the oil caravan, and said with a smile: "Yanqing, such a scene, why not write a poem to respond to the landscape." ”

Zheng Yanqing laughed when he heard this!

He looked at the drizzle, and the world that had been blurred in the rain and mist, and was silent.

After a moment, he whispered: "The peach and plum smiles during the festival, and Noda Arazuka is worried.

The thunder is shocking, the dragon and the snake are stinging, and the rain is soft in the suburbs.

People begged to sacrifice the concubines and concubines, and Shigan burned the unjust marquis.

The virtuous and foolish have known who they are for thousands of years, and their eyes are full of basil. 1”

After leaving Luoyang, Yan Qing seemed to have a lot less scruples in his heart.

After he recited the poem, he let out a long breath and looked at Zheng Weishan, "Uncle Zheng, how is this poem?" ”

Zheng Weishan's face changed, and he looked at Yan Qing with a rather complicated gaze, and was silent for a long time. People begged to sacrifice Yu Jiao's concubines, and Shigan burned them to death...... Injustice! Only this sentence is enough to show the uprightness and pride in Yanqing's heart, this is a real celebrity!

During the Qingming season, the spring thunder woke up all things.

The spring rain continues, making the earth fragrant grass and peach and plum blooming. But in the barren part of the field is the grave of the dead. The dead are laid to rest in the ground, making the living even more sad. The opening four sentences are just on the theme of Qingming.

In ancient times, a certain Qi person went to the cemetery every day to steal other people's meals to mourn their relatives, went home with a greasy mouth, and bragged to others, without dignity; But there is another kind of person in this world, just like Jie Zitui in the Spring and Autumn Period, after helping Duke Wen of Jin to build the country, he would rather live in seclusion in the mountains, even if Duke Wen of Jin set fire to the mountain, he would not like to bow his head.

In fact, no matter how wise and foolish it is, it is inevitable in the end, and it is just a hill of basil. But people live with dignity!

Zheng Yanqing used this poem to show his attitude: is it a dignified death, or a humble life?

Zheng Weishan knew that Yanqing's talent was not low, and he was asked to compose poems just now, but it was only a temporary idea, so as not to be too lonely on the road.

Who knows, Yan Qing actually made it, and it should be in line with his experience.

Although I am a house slave, I want to live with dignity and will not wag my tail and beg for mercy from anyone. Even if you die, you will never bow your head.

Yan Qinggang experienced a wrong, and he used this poem to show his state of mind at the moment.

At such a young age, there is such a feeling?

Zheng Weishan couldn't help but slap his hands and praise on the horse, "The talent of Yanqing is incomparable to Cao Zijian." ”

Cao Zijian, Cao Zhi, the son of Cao Ying, together with his father Cao Ying and his brother Cao Pi, is called the Three Cao, and founded the Anwen style.

Zheng Weishan celebrates with Cao Zhi, which has another deep meaning.

The poet Xie Lingyun of the Southern Dynasty once said: There is only one stone in the world, Zijian has eight buckets, I have one bucket, and the world has one bucket.

The implication is that with this poem, Yan Qing has already compared Cao Zhi, and he will inevitably be the leader in the literary world in the future. Although Zheng Weishan is a martial artist, he was born in the Zheng family, and his vision is not low. He can praise him like this, which shows how high his evaluation of Yanqing is.

Zheng Yanqing didn't understand the meaning of Zheng Weishan's words, and just smiled faintly.

But his smile, in Zheng Weishan's eyes, has become more mysterious and more famous...... It's called self-confidence!

"Young brother, in front of you is Wan'an Mountain, and you can see the beautiful scenery of Wan'an Stone Forest.

I remember that there was a wine shop on that mountain, and it was a good taste...... Why don't you let me be the host, and ask the housekeeper and the young brother to rest for a while? ”

From calling him by his name to calling him a young brother, it also represents a change in Zheng Weishan's attitude.

Zheng Shi'an glanced at Yan Qing proudly, and hugged him hard, "In this way, you have to spend money for goodness!" ”

"Young brother, I still have a reluctant request."

"Uncle Zheng, please speak."

"I'll rest in the wine shop later, can you ask the young brother to transcribe the poem just now for me."

Zheng Yanqing looked at Zheng Shi'an, then nodded and said, "As long as Uncle Zheng doesn't dislike what I write is ugly, then I will write it." ”

"Hahaha, young brother, if you say that your words are ugly, there will be no one in the world who can lift a pen."

As he spoke, Zheng Weishan ordered his entourage: "Turn to Wan'an Mountain, I invite everyone to drink, and then go on the road when the rain stops." ”

The servants didn't know why Zheng Weishan was so polite to Zheng Shi'an's ancestors.

But Zheng Weishan is a master, and he is a member of the Zheng family. The servants were also happy to have a drink, so they agreed in unison.

The oil caravan suddenly turned around the bend of the official road and drove rapidly towards the rainy and misty Wan'an Mountain......

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Yan Shigu took Xu Shiji and Zheng Hongyi to chase after Zheng Yanqing's ancestors.

But Zheng Renji still couldn't calm down, sitting in the study, looking at the fragments on the bookcase, and refused to say anything for a long time.

Mrs. Cui was frightened, but she didn't dare to speak.

I can only hold my daughter, sit aside, and accompany Zheng Renji.

I thought it was just to kill a minion, but I didn't think it would cause so many changes. Is that a minion still a minion?

"It's a pity, it's a pity!"

Zheng Renji looked at the fragment of the pen written by Yan Qing and shook his head again and again.

Mrs. Cui couldn't help but ask, "Master, what is the pity?" ”

"This article cannot be written, otherwise it will definitely become the foundation of calligraphy in the world. Since the advent of the Yongzi Eight Laws, no one has been able to systematically write such an article. Such good words, such good writing...... It's a pity, it's a pity! ”

Thinking that such a good article was destroyed by him, Zheng Renji couldn't help but feel extremely annoyed.

But he didn't know what to say, and after a while, he said softly: "Madam, you go and let someone send Cui Daolin and his son on the road." ”

"Huh?"

Mrs. Cui was shocked and blurted out: "Why? ”

"If they don't die, I'm afraid you won't be able to get out of it."

"Really, to kill them?"

Zheng Renji's face was cold, "If they don't die, then you can go back to Zhengzhou." ”

In other words, if you want to protect Cui Daolin's father and son, I can only divorce you and let you go back to your hometown in Zhengzhou. Mrs. Cui's heart is pulling out the cold. She couldn't help but gasp, she didn't expect things to turn out like this.

"Somebody has to be unlucky, you choose."

Mrs. Choi didn't dare to ask why, put her daughter next to Zheng Renji, got up and said, "I'll go and send them on the road." ”

Jung In-gi closed his eyes, revealing a look of exhaustion.

How should this matter end?

Zheng Renji knew that whether he liked Cheng Sai On or not, now he had to invite Zheng Sai On back and reappoint him to the position of butler. But the question is, can Zheng Shi'an agree? If Zheng Shi'an didn't agree, he would be helpless. After all, Zheng Shi'an is not only a housekeeper of the Zheng family now, but also a grandson he has raised, and even the emperor and crown prince are paying attention to him...... Therefore, he wanted to take the lead and kill Cui Daolin and his son in order to appease Zheng Shian's resentment.

As for Cui Daolin's father and son, a slave family!

Even if the father and son are loyal to Zheng Renji, Zheng Renji has no choice.

If you don't kill Cui Daolin's father and son, won't it be possible to let him divorce his wife? Mrs. Choi has followed him over the years and has also made a lot of efforts, and it is difficult for Zheng Renji to make up his mind to leave Mrs. Choi. Besides, this wife is not a woman who can take a break, after all, behind Mrs. Cui, there is also a Qinghe Cui family. Let Zheng Renji offend the Cui family, he is not too reluctant.

The rain crackled down the ridge of the roof.

When Zheng Renji was thinking about how to appease Zheng Shi'an's ancestors, outside the gate of Zheng's mansion, a group of carriages and horses came.

The door, which had been tossed all night, looked out curiously, and saw dozens of guards hula stepping forward and surrounding a carriage in the middle. Immediately after the curtain of the carriage was lifted, an old man with a white beard walked down majestically.

"Big Master!"

The man saw the old man's appearance clearly, and couldn't help but be startled.

What is this, why is the eldest lord here?

The old man who got out of the car turned out to be the head of An Yuantang, Zheng Dashi. I saw that his face was full of red light, and after getting out of the car, he was not in a hurry to get in. Behind him, two more people stepped out of the car. An old man, a middle-aged man.

After the old man got out of the car, he smiled and said, "I tossed all night, but it broke me." Brother Zheng is really old and strong, and he is worthy of being the head of An Yuantang, the older brother is ten years old, but if you talk about this body, the younger brother is not as good as Brother Zheng. ”

Zheng Dashi smiled and arched his hand, "Young brother is polite!" ”

As he spoke, he and the old man walked hand in hand towards the gate. The middle-aged man followed behind, looking very relaxed.

He wore a green shirt and a pair of black boots, but he looked a little old. Wearing a hat and a jade belt around his waist, he has a strange appearance, beautiful appearance, and a trace of otherworldly fairy temperament in his gestures, with a warm smile on his face.

At this time, Zheng Renji also got the news.

At first glance, when he heard that Zheng Dashi was coming, Zheng Renji couldn't help but be startled: Why did Dad come at this time without prior notice?

The most important thing is that Zheng Shi'an is not in Luoyang at this time!

If Daddy knows what happened last night, I'm afraid I'm going to be in big trouble.

He didn't dare to hesitate, hurriedly dressed up, and hurriedly ran out to greet him. By the time he came to the front hall, Zheng Dashi and the guests had already sat down in the front hall.

"Renji, come and meet your Uncle Pei."

Zheng Renji couldn't help but be startled when he saw the man next to Zheng Dashi clearly.

hurriedly stepped forward and said, "The little nephew has seen my uncle." ”

Zheng Renji recognized this old man, who was a Wenxi person from Hedong, surnamed Pei Shiju, the word Hongdae, and one of the four surnames in Hedong, the contemporary patriarch of the Wenxi Pei family. This Pei Shiju once participated in the Battle of Pingchen with the crown prince Yang Guang, and led 3,000 remnants of soldiers to assist Mrs. Xian of the State of Qian to pacify Lingnan, and was praised by Emperor Wen of Sui Yang Jian. Now the official worships the Shi Shilang and Wenxi County Gong.

This is a lord whose background is not weaker than that of the Zheng family, and he is also a powerful minister appreciated by Emperor Wen.

Pei Shiju's title is not as good as Yang Su's, and his power is not as great as Yang Su's.

But compared with Zheng Renji, it is very different. Even Yang Su didn't want to offend this guy.

Why is this old fox here?

Pei Shiju said with a smile: "The virtuous nephew doesn't have to be polite, the old man heard that the Zheng family was a genius, so he took the liberty to come and disturb it." ”

Zheng Renji couldn't help but sigh in his heart, but before he could react, he saw Zheng Dashi pointing at the middle-aged man and said, "This Mr. Yuan Shoucheng Yuan is a famous man in Chengdu, and he has been learning Taoism in Jurong before. This time, I was entrusted by Mr. Zhang Jixun to bring me a letter...... Hehe, at the same time, he was also entrusted by Mr. Sun Simiao Sun to visit Yanqing by the way. ”

Yuan Shoucheng smiled slightly.

"I am a Taoist friend with Sun Simiao, and he sent a letter to Jurong in Luoyang, saying that he had met a little friend and asked me to come to visit. It just so happened that Mr. Zhang asked me to bring a letter to Xingyang, but I didn't want to be the same thing as what Sun Daoyou said.

I was about to enter Sichuan to join Sun Daoyou, so I stopped by General Zheng and Master Pei, and I apologize for the trouble. ”

Zheng Renji's brain melon kernel sounded.

I'm really afraid of anything...... I didn't expect that all of a sudden, the guest came to the door, and it turned out to be the same thing?

"Renji, you will send someone to call Shi'an and Yanqing, don't be rude."

Zheng Dashi said with a smile, but in Zheng Renji's ears, it was no less than a thunderstorm, and he was at a loss......—————————————————————————————— Note 1: Qingming, Huang Tingjian

In addition, the recent update is very awkward, and I can't stay up late at night, and I can't last until the early hours of the morning. So revise it from tomorrow, and cancel the early morning one. The first watch at noon, the second watch at five o'clock, and the third watch at eight o'clock are hereby notified.

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