Chapter Forty-Seven: A Coincidental Encounter

Chen Zhongqing took a step first, and didn't see the unpretentious carriage turn into the entrance of Tsing Yi Alley, and the figure of slowly advancing disappeared into the alley in an instant. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info He carried a few wrapped rice cakes in his hand and went to Wenqiao Lane. I've been here a few times before, and I've been impressed by every grass and tree, the yard is small, but it's exquisite, and the traces that happened that night have been washed away by a few rains, and of course they're gone, replaced by lush grass and a patch of wild flowers.

Song Wanwan's hearing is excellent, just by listening to the footsteps, she knows who is coming, she tilted her head and whispered, "Is it Zhongqing's son?" ”

"Yes, Miss Wanwan, can I enter the house?"

Song Wanwan said softly, "Come in." ”

In the past few days, Song Wanwan has also been thinking about a question that Chen Zhongqing said before, and she felt a little abrupt when she refused to ask her before, in fact, it would be nothing if she just went to wait and see, after all, she was just a blind person and couldn't see anything.

After entering the house, Chen Zhongqing put down the rice cake and said to the blind female pianist Song Wanwan behind him, "I went to the restaurant this morning and brought some pastries you like to eat." ”

Song Wanwan replied, and then said, "Gongzi Zhongqing, I have something to tell you." ”

Chen Zhongqing chuckled lightly and said, "Such a coincidence? I also happen to have something I want to talk to Miss Song. ”

Song Wanwan hesitated for a moment and said, "That, about the Rouge List, I think I can accompany you, but ...... I'm not going to be in the top 10, you know my temperament, and I'm not interested in it. It's just plain. ”

Chen Zhongqing nodded, then realized that Song Wanwan was blind, and added, "I know, as long as you are willing to go." I'm not going to ask you to be on stage. If you don't like it, no one can force you. ”

Chen Zhongqing walked to the side, but it was a pity that the sound of the pipa in one hand was beautiful, but as long as she went, it was enough, and the rest was to go with the flow, and he would arrange it.

Because of the relationship after a while, Chen Zhongqing and Chen Zhongxu just passed by. At this time, the carriage had stopped at the mouth of Tsing Yi Alley, and Chen Zhongxu knocked on the teacher's door and handed his name card to Zhang Xun's servant.

"I am a protΓ©gΓ© of Lord Zhang Xun."

After a while, hearty laughter sounded in the courtyard, Zhang Xun walked towards the door with steady steps, and saw a thin figure standing in the courtyard at the door of the lobby, stepped forward and said with a smile, "Zhongxu, why are you here?" ”

looked this protΓ©gΓ© up and down a few times, he was indeed a lot thinner than before, no longer the easy-going student who followed him at the beginning, nor was he at a loss when he first entered the officialdom, but now he has the natural temperament of a superior between his hands and feet.

The two Zhejiang roads are slightly envoys, and I don't know what height this junior who is unanimously favored by his colleagues can climb.

Chen Zhongxu respectfully bowed to Zhang Xun and said with a smile, "Teacher, I haven't seen you for a long time." The teacher left in Bianliang in a hurry, and he didn't have time to say goodbye, so today he can apologize to the teacher. ”

Zhang Xun squinted and smiled, "I'm afraid that your kid is here for the Hangzhou Rouge List, right?" Can't you remember the teachings of the sages and saints? ”

Chen Zhongxu knew that Shizun was not a pedantic person, so he was not polite, and made a joke, "Hehe, the teacher who knows me is also." ”

He looked around, the courtyard was not luxurious, but it was delicate and elegant in the small and exquisite, and the layout was exactly the same as the old mansion in Bianliang. Following Zhang Xun's steps, Chen Zhongxu whispered behind him, "The teacher has always refused to return to Bianliang, is he still worried about the Jinliao War?" Today's saint is also looking forward to the old ministers of the first dynasty to wish him a hand, or does the teacher have completely broken the heart of comeback? ”

At that time, Zhang Xun was the main battle faction in the DPRK, but he was also guilty of a major defeat in a war, coupled with his sensitive identity as a relative of the emperor, he knew that he might recruit enemies from all sides because of this incident, so he hung up the seal and left, left Bianliang, and hid in this Hangzhou city.

Zhang Xun paused and didn't look back, while Chen Zhongxu lowered his head and didn't dare to say more.

"Zhongxu, a lot of things are man-made."

He clapped his hands, pointed to the flowers and plants with a pleasant expression and said, "I am not like Ye Huangchao, I have worked hard for the Jin Dynasty all my life, and I have done my best to die. The Privy Council has the main battle of the Sable Temple, the civil and military officials and even God are determined to firmly and unanimously resist Liao, this is the situation I want to see, as for the future is determined by God, things are man-made, what I can do in the first half of my life has been done, what are the ununderstood wishes? Do you have to climb to the position of the prime minister's master and master to be regarded as a supreme minister without regrets? Zhongxu, have you ever known that the high places are unbearable, and how many people standing in those positions can escape with their whole body? Those who died in coups d'Γ©tat, those who died at the hands of the first emperor, and those who lost power in party struggles, are countless. In the end, there is no one who can go down in history but retreat with his whole body, since the beginning of the Jin Dynasty. ”

Chen Zhongxu's footsteps that had just stepped out were retracted, and he quietly listened to his teacher's chatter.

"As a teacher, I hope you can understand, when you should enter, when you should retreat, don't be greedy for glory and wealth, Bianliang is not like the two Zhejiang roads, every step is frightening, like walking on thin ice. These are the eight words you remember. ”

Chen Zhongxu lowered his head and made a deep bow, "The disciple respectfully follows the master's teachings. ”

The gloom on Zhang Xun's face was swept away, and he knew that he shouldn't say these disappointing words on this occasion, he said with a smile, "Well, next to Bianliang, there is another person who will surprise you, you have to walk around with him now." ”

"Huh?"

Chen Zhongxu was a little confused, "I don't know who the master is talking about?" ”

Zhang Xun said a little mysteriously, "I'll tell you in advance here, Ye Huangchao is about to take up the position of Taifu, as for the reason, you should also know." ”

"Ye Guozhu?"

Chen Zhongxu said in surprise, and then lowered his head and said, "The disciple knows." ”

He didn't expect that this trip to Hangzhou would be so rewarding, and he also learned in advance the news that Ye Huangchao was appointed as the Taifu, which was much more interesting than the next staggering and intrigue with the prefects at the wine table. At least walking around this court celebrity more now, it will be of great help to his future official career.

"By the way, aren't you here to visit your brother?"

As soon as Chen Zhongqing was mentioned, Chen Zhongxu's face became cloudy, he didn't want to, or even wanted to admit that he had this younger brother.

Zhang Xun didn't know that there was still a layer of estrangement between their brothers, so he continued to take care of himself and said, "Hey, Zhongqing, this child is amazing, in the future, this court will have two pillars surnamed Chen." ”

Pillar?

Chen Zhongxu's eyes widened, he was a little unsure of what the teacher said, the teacher never praised people easily, once he said it, it meant that he fully affirmed that person's talent.

He repeated, "What the teacher said is my family's younger brother Chen Zhongqing? ”

"Doesn't it become a climate? What does this mean? ”

Zhang Xun thought that Chen Zhongxu was being modest and polite to him, and was busy explaining, "Don't Zhongxu know that Zhong Qing has just won the top three tripods of the Hangzhou Garden Poetry Club?" ”

Chen Zhongxu's eyes widened, and his tone was a little incredulous, "The teacher is saying that my younger brother Chen Zhongqing is the one who won the Hangzhou Word Review Conference?" ”

Zhang Xun nodded and said, "That's true, and it's ......."

The middle-aged man stretched out his finger and pointed to a red begonia sticking out of the wall, pointed to the next door and said, "He lives next door now." ”

Chen Zhongxu gasped.

At this time, Chen Zhongqing had just walked into Tsing Yi Lane, and he persuaded Song Wanwan to visit the Rouge List, and then he just had to improvise. From a distance, he saw an unpretentious carriage parked at Zhang Xun's door, thinking that it was a visiting dignitary, and he didn't care about anything.

As soon as they walked to the carriage, the closed door suddenly opened, and Chen Zhongxu and Zhang Xun walked out talking and laughing, and happened to meet Chen Zhongqing, and both of them were stunned for a moment.

Seeing the young man coming out of Zhang's Mansion, Chen Zhongqing also stood in place, he didn't expect that he would actually meet him in this place.

At this time, Chen Zhongxu felt the same way in his heart, only Zhang Xun smiled and looked at the surprised scene of the two looking at each other.

Chen Zhongqing was the first to speak, breaking the silence, "Brother, why are you here?" ”