The person in front of him has a round face, the two eyebrows are almost completely flat, like the word "one" of the two official books, his facial features are upright, and he has a feeling of kindness and kindness, although he is only afraid that he is not even forty years old, but he is like an old Buddha. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info This person is the assassin of yesterday's prison sentence Chengyuan remembered that Liu Yanseng had mentioned that his name was Hu Luan. Yesterday, when Chengyuan was sentenced, he was far away from him, and there was no communication, at this time, Chengyuan did not dare to slack off, and when he wanted to salute, he suddenly remembered that the ancients tasted retro as an elegant thing, so he shouted:

"Students, see Hu Taishou."

When the literati greeted each other, they would often call them by the official titles of the Qin and Han dynasties, such as saying that the secretary of the military department was called "a certain captain", and the assassin and governor were called the county guards, so he simply called the assassin historian in front of him "Taishou", which can be regarded as a slight expression of respect.

Sure enough, the stabbing history felt quite useful, and there was a little more smile on the corner of his mouth.

"You're welcome, I can be commensurate with the words, Luan, Luan, so this official is full of words, you can call me a son."

Cheng Yuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that Hu Tingshi is a kind person, this is really true.

He secretly reminded himself in his heart: this person's temperament is sometimes mellow, sometimes he is only afraid of hardness, and he should pay a little attention when interacting with him.

"Cheng Xiaogongzi seems to be a little interested in the fear words in this post?"

Cheng Yuan looked down, it turned out that he was in a trance just now, and he had already written five or six words "fear" in a row, and after writing it, he was almost drawing a face.

"The method of writing the seal of the fear of the word was originally slightly different from it, and the person who wrote this book post was quite magical, and it was written like this, but it was the original meaning of fear taken out from the word itself, and injected into the heart of the viewer."

Cheng Yuan recalls the meaning of Hu Luan's words, and the calligrapher often penetrates his own line of temperament and rhyme into the paper with the power of the pen, but the calligrapher can directly portray the meaning and rhyme of the word itself into the heart of the viewer, which is simply a stroke of genius. He has no research on seal characters, and can only guess these words because he has memorized the "Thousand Character Text", so although the "Baoda three years" and "Xu" at the place of payment can be guessed, but the word "Xuan" can not be seen.

"Zi Quangong, who is this bookmaker?"

"Well, this person's name is Xu Xuan, although he is also a young man, he is already well-known in the south, and this calligraphy was asked for by the official from a friend when he went to Daliang City last year to report on his work."

Chengyuan's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but recall the vague shadow left by this writer in history:

Decades later, it was Xu Xuan, one of the "Southern Tang Dynasty Erxu", who sent an envoy to the Eastern Capital of Daliang to plead with Song Taizu with his eloquent arguments, hoping that he could save the last chance for Empress Li to be in a safe corner.

Emperor Taizu was unmoved, but deliberately sent a clumsy person to deal with him, no matter how clever Xu Xuan and his people were, that person only dealt with it with branches, so that Xu Gong had no choice, which can be regarded as Emperor Taizu's "no trick to win with a move".

Xu Xuan persevered until Song Taizu finally had to summon him alone. This seal calligrapher, known as the "reincarnation of Li Si", finally led Song Taizu to say the famous sentence that has been passed down through the ages: "Lying next to the couch, how can you allow others to snore." ”

can force Emperor Taizu to have to deal with hooliganism, Xu Xuan is worthy of being an expert in reasoning. If it was in Chengyuan's era, this post "Thousand Words" would not be able to be photographed even if it was only 10 million.

"That is to say, the original meaning of this word fear was to express the person who was afraid, but this Xu Sheng simply drew a terrifying face, so that the person who watched the post was afraid."

"Yes, when I first saw this post, I thought, if I see this face in person, I am afraid that I will cry on my face."

When the two of them said this, they couldn't help but look at each other and laugh at the same time.

Hu Luanzhi gently picked up a few pieces of paper full of words written by Chengyuan, looked at them carefully, and frowned slightly while reading. Cheng Yuan's face was flushed, although the civil service was often taken by military generals in the five dynasties, although it is impossible to confirm whether Hu Luan is a Jinshi and a Ming Jing background, but these crooked and rotten characters in his book are really unsightly.

"The student's words really make Tai Shougong laugh at it."

"Otherwise," Hu Luanzhi shook his head and said, "The detailed words of this Gu answer have already been written with some flavor. ”

Looking at his fingers, Cheng Yuan didn't see how good that word was. Hu Luanzhi had already picked up a red pen and scribbled on the paper, marking out the words he thought were acceptable.

Obviously, there are some words that Chengyuan thinks that the glyph structure is generally acceptable, but Hu Tingshi shook his head, and the two characters that were written in nonsense and completely out of shape were circled by him.

But he listened to Hu Luanzhi continued: "The reason why Cao Zheng asked you to write these words is not to let you learn to write seal scripts, but to savor the simple rhyme of Xu Sheng. ”

Chengyuan nodded, deeply convinced.

"Your later life of the regular characters, yesterday I also read, although the pen is slightly immature, but vaguely some square meaning, the so-called words are like their people, the virtue between the lines can not be, the virtue of people can not be lost."

Cheng Yuan nodded thoughtfully, and was just about to ask the surname Cao what was the purpose of letting him practice calligraphy, and who was the person Cao Zheng said "I want to pass that level" yesterday, but he heard a drum beat outside.

Hu Luanzhi hurriedly said: "Someone is drumming, I have to change my clothes quickly, you can continue to practice writing yourself." ”

"Congratulations to the princess."

Cheng Yuan had no choice but to nod, and before he could sit down, the Hu Thorn Shi had already hurried away.

Chengyuan solemnly laid out Xu Gong's calligraphy, but did not immediately copy it in the place just now.

He tore off a small piece of the waste paper on which he had written, and covered up the fear of the word, and then picked up the pen. Fang was disturbed by that word, and it was only because of Hu Thorn Shi that he entered the house, so that he changed his mind and got rid of the harassment of that "strange face". Now that the room is quiet, Chengyuan has re-entered the feeling of stopping water, and he can't help but feel a little more grateful to Hu Tingshi.

While reading aloud, he continued to write, when he wrote, "Foot shot Liao Pill, Ji Qin Ruan Xiao." Tian pen Lun paper, Jun Qiao fishing. Shi Chengyuan felt a lot in his heart: "A few verses from Lu Bu's divine shot, to Ren Gong and other experts who play fishing, are all evaluated by "explaining the differences and customs, and all are wonderful", the ancients' judgment on the value of people was originally enlightened, and it was not a simple exclusive cultivation and reading. ”

When he was sighing, Chengyuan was awakened by a few occasional bad noises, and then the sound increased gradually, and soon reached the point of full voice. Suddenly, there was another drum beating.

Just a drum, and now it's another one, how many people are there in Dengzhou City who want to sue? Chengyuan stood up, only to realize that there was no one at the door to monitor him.

Hu Luanzhi is really good to himself, although there must be Liu Yanseng's order and Cao Zheng's care, but it is obviously not in accordance with the rules to leave rashly, but the noise outside the door really aroused his curiosity.

"Since there is no one to guard, then Hu Tingshi may not have the intention of being strictly detained, if I see someone else, or see Tingshi himself, I will personally confess to him." After thinking about it, Cheng Yuan didn't hesitate, he took a small hat to cover his modern hairstyle, and stepped out.

Looking up, there is a small plaque hanging in the courtyard where the warm pavilion is located, which is also a chic small guest house of the ancient local government, and the guests should be temporarily shelved here when they first arrive, waiting for the officials to make more appropriate arrangements later. There are two arborvitae trees and one juniper in the courtyard, both of which are old, but they are not towering trees. A small door outside the courtyard, which was supposed to lead from the west road to the lobby of the mansion, was locked at this time. On the right is a straight path that stretches far to the south, and after a few steps the partition wall is filled with the neighing of mules and horses, which is obviously a stable. The passage to the left should be a gate, and at the end of the straight path is a small side door.

Seeing that there was no one left and right, Cheng Yuan walked straight to the end of the trail, the snow on the road had been swept away, and it was not very slippery to walk. When I got to the end, there was already a lot of people outside.

The small door was just a cover, and he gently pushed it to look out, and countless people outside were pushing in the direction of the middle road, and the bearded man who used to guard him and a few officials formed a wall of flesh, which was stopping the crowd. Chengyuan looked to the left, the entrance of the main hall of the yamen was impacted by more people, the yamen sat north and faced south, in front of the main gate was a wall, and the officials at the door were divided into two groups between the wall and the main gate to block both sides. Obviously, he had to use this wall as a basis to defend it.

Several people sat on the ground and groaned, obviously having just been beaten with sticks. The officials should be about to lose control, and the people led by them are already close, so many of the sticks in the hands of the officials have long been thrown aside because they are too long to be used, and they are in a state of close hand-to-hand combat with the people. A few civilians took the opportunity to dodge the sticks thrown on the ground and handed them to the back, which strengthened the strength of the rebels.

Although it was difficult to be rushed in for a while under the two sides between the main gate and the Zhaobi, it caused a situation of two breads among the people, and it was thought that it would not last long.

"Qiu Erhuzi, I can't stand it here! When will the native soldiers of the regimental training envoy arrive? ”

A servant outside the main gate yelled at the people on the side of the gate, it was the bearded man who was guarding Chengyuan. The bearded man was grabbing a young man's wrist and grabbing it, and his body was already covered with mud and snow, and a few drops of snow hung on his beard, which seemed a little funny, and he reluctantly replied:

"I just sent someone to find it, saying that it was a group training envoy who was doing routine drills in the field, and it would take two or three hours to say the least!"

The people who poured over were not like the people in Dengzhou City, all of them were dressed in short clothes and had dark complexions, and they were clearly a group of peasant villagers who had entered the city. The more onlookers not far away are the market dresses in the city.

Cheng Yuan looked at the snow on the ground, which had long since turned into mud, and thought to himself: "This heavy snow has made the people have no hope of coping with the collection of the summer harvest, and it has obviously made them even more uncalm. He looked ahead again, and there seemed to be a clear boundary between the crowd and the onlookers, and when he looked closely, there were four thin monks standing at the boundary, all of whom seemed to be less than forty years old, of different heights, and in the middle a monk with towering cheekbones heard the call of the bearded man Qiu Er, that is, he whispered beside a strong man, and then the man shouted:

"Fathers and fellow villagers, everyone rushes urgently, if the time is delayed, the group training envoy will not be able to enter as soon as it arrives!"

This voice sounded extremely thick, and coupled with the earnest tone between the words, the person in front of him instantly stepped up the impact, and for a while the noise, shouting, and moaning sounded all over the place.

In order to avoid being trampled by the crowd rushing over, they had to slowly retreat to the door, and in a blink of an eye, they couldn't resist it, and finally people broke through the gate, and the flow of people at the side gate of Chengyuan took advantage of the situation to rush over, like a stream into a river, and finally the crowd rushed in like a tide.

The bearded Qiu Er looked around with an anxious expression, but suddenly saw Cheng Yuan standing next to him and looking around. Qiu Er was taken aback, and let this mob rush into the government before the officers and soldiers arrived, if he threw this person away, he would really be unforgivable.

"Kill! When did you slip out? Come back with me! ”

Qiu Er picked up a killing stick thrown away by the servant and ran in his direction, he was very anxious, and he slipped when he stepped on a piece of frozen snow under his feet, and his whole body had staggered, and then looked at Chengyuan, he had slipped away like a rabbit.

Cheng Yuan had just thought about how to confess and explain to Qiu Er, but at this time, when he saw him rushing over with a hideous and murderous face, he panicked, and the prepared lines flew thousands of miles away in an instant. In a panic, he subconsciously hid in the crowd, and was squeezed by the crowd in a daze in front of the main gate of the state capital.

He was horrified: "It's over, this time I can get mixed up with this gang of rebels!" In the blink of an eye, the whole person was already wrapped in the shouts and cheers around him, and Qiu Er's angry scolding not far away was especially faint in his ears: "Kill talents!" Give me back! Killing ......"

The surroundings were full of wheezing and the smell of stinky sweat, Chengyuan tried several times to squeeze out the crowd, but all failed, and then looked back, the door of the government had been closed with a "bang". His heart tightened again: "This is clearly the trend of closing the door and beating the dog." Later, as soon as the soldiers of the regimental training envoy arrived, the bloody disaster in their eyes would of course come accordingly. If these people had slaughtered Master Shi with a knife before, then I would have become a thief completely. ”

As soon as he rushed into the yamen, Cheng Yuan looked around looking for a chance to get out, and the enslaved houses on both sides were clear at a glance, and he said in his heart: "This local government still hasn't learned enough, if you set up a Shenming Pavilion like Ming Taizu Zhu Chongba early to mediate disputes on a daily basis, maybe it won't cause so much trouble." However, he also felt that these rebellious people were very strange, and the houses on both sides must have been full of cloth, money, and grain, which were collected before the end of last year, and then had not yet had time to be released into the treasury.

There is only one explanation: it is a commanded and organized act, not an ordinary group conflict.

Looking back, most of the monks were long gone, and only the middle-aged monk who had just shouted to the main gate entered the door, and the monk had a gloomy face, and they all followed the back of the crowd slowly. Could it be the organizers of these rioters? What a guts. Thinking of Qiu Er's statement just now that the Dengzhou regimental training envoy had gone out of the city with the military horses guarding the city, in other words, it was obvious that someone had leaked the time of the "military exercise" of the spring drill to the organizers of the chaotic people. The more Cheng Yuan thought about it, the more bad it became, and before he knew it, sweat had already flowed down his sideburns.

The officials guarding the palace have been split into two groups, some of them are hiding in the service room, which is called "sticking to the grain and rice", but in fact, they want to take a breath, and the others continue to retreat to Yimen. Cheng Yuan saw a villager spitting hatefully on a large stone tablet in front of Yimen, but it turned out to be a ring stone, and the big stone was engraved with twelve five-inch square characters: "Er Shilu, the people are fat, the people are easy to abuse, and the sky is difficult to deceive."

Chengyuan took a few more glances at the ring stone, these words were written proudly, and the meaning of the words was full of righteousness, and it was more moving than the "serving the people" in front of the modern government. The villagers who spit must be illiterate, but even if they do, I'm afraid they will be even more disdainful, right?

Of course, the instrument gate could not play any role in blocking, and from a distance, the lobby of the government was already vividly visible. Chengyuan once saw the old official offices of the Ming and Qing dynasties, and at this time, it seems that although the official halls of the Tang and Song dynasties did not deliberately make a solemn and murderous atmosphere, their upright and majestic posture was more than that, and it can even be said that it is far superior to that of later generations.

More than a dozen officials under the lobby were waiting for the guys, from just now, only these people were armed with steel knives, and in front of this bright blade, the people who rushed in did not dare to break through for a while.

There are two people kneeling in the lobby, three officials are sitting majestically, and the person in the middle is dressed in a silk official uniform, embroidered with deep Zhu Xiaotuanhua on his chest, wrapped in grass and gold hooks around his waist, and has a round face and flat eyebrows.