"The knot is in the human realm, and there is no noise of cars and horses. Ask you how you can be, and your heart is far away. Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely see the South Mountain. The mountain air is good, and the birds are also in harmony. ”

Walking on the mountain road early in the morning, Du Shiyi couldn't help but smile when she heard the woodcutter's singing as if shouting from the mountains and forests. Hearing this now, he no longer has the same amazement as when he first arrived. Even if you may not be able to recognize every word in Tao Yuanming's "Drinking", almost everyone on this steep peak can sing a poem - yes, singing, not reading. He once blocked the road and asked them where they learned it, but the reply they received was that they were singing in the streets, or that they would be able to listen to it too much. At this moment, he turned around a forest in the gust of mountain wind, and saw that the person who was singing this famous poem "Drinking" was exactly a woodcutter he had met several times every time he climbed the peak, and he stepped forward again for a while.

"My husband has a new poem this time!"

Hearing this voice, the woodcutter looked back and immediately laughed: "It turned out to be Du Xiaolangjun!" This is a tune I just heard from the market yesterday.,It's not a new work.,I heard that it was made by Tao Wuliu, a hermit in the previous dynasty.,It's been a few years.,Listen to Qingli.,So I wrote it down.。 But the old man has made a song these days, Xiao Langjun wants to listen to it? ”

Without waiting for Du Shiyi to agree or refuse, he sang loudly: "Stepping on the white clouds, on your wet back." The tiger in the dense forest is now, and the beautiful woman of Chai Fei looks at ......" After singing, he said, "This is my lazy sleep on the mountain that day, and went home to fool the old lady at home, she complained all day long that I went up the mountain to get more money and less money, I heard that I had met the mountain tiger, and immediately forgot about it, but let me suffer a beautiful woman when she was young!" ”

Du Shiyi was stunned by this woodcutter's banter, and said with a smile: "The old man is really anxious. ”

"It's just fooling people! Alas, it has been a locust plague for two years in a row, and Rìzi is sad, and he is just happy in suffering! By the way, how does the bacon that Du Xiaolangjun took back taste like before? ”

During the time when he met this woodcutter, Du Shiyi was often pulled by him to say some poems suitable for Qiao to sing, and he gave him a piece of bacon. At this moment, when the other party mentioned it, he couldn't help laughing: "Fresh and delicious, it really tastes good, and my husband has good craftsmanship!" ”

"Haha, it's good if you like it, it's raised at home, and I killed it during the New Year but couldn't eat it for a while, so I made a lot of bacon, if Du Xiaolangjun likes it, I still have it." As he spoke, the woodcutter suddenly patted his head and said, "By the way, Du Xiaolangjun, these days, I see you climbing the peak every morning, and you are more and more refreshed, your illness should be cured, right?" If you ask to learn, I'll give you an idea, you might as well go to Hanging Lian Peak and take a look. Lu Gong, who is hanging on the peak, is really hidden in the world, and there is an endless stream of scholars! ”

Hearing this, Du Shiyi couldn't help but thank him with a smile. However, the woodcutter pulled him to ask for a new sentence, and took out a song from his mouth that year Lu Zhaolin's "Feng Yizhou to Chang'an Fa Zhongyangyi", especially when he heard one of the sentences, Pingchuan watched the fishermen, and heard the Qiao singing in a narrow way, so he smiled and said that he had learned a new word again, and finally let him go. was delayed like this, and when he returned to his thatched hut, his head had already risen to a high level, and what he didn't expect was that when he got to the front of the fence, he saw Tian Mo, who was tending to the fields, suddenly got up and ran over.

"Lang Jun, a guest is coming!"

How could a guest come to see him?

"Where's the visitor?"

"It's the eldest brother Sima who gave me to Lang Jun before, and he accompanied an old Taoist."

Du Shiyi was taken aback and stunned, and walked quickly towards the grass house. When he entered the room, he saw Sima Chengzhen meditating on his knees leisurely on one side, and Sima Heiyun on the side. And the bamboo shadow was nowhere to be seen, but it was Du Shisanniang who personally served the pulp there to entertain the guests.

"Mr. Sima!" He hurriedly stepped forward and saluted, and then said, "If I knew that Mr. Sima would come, I wouldn't have delayed on the peak for so long, I've waited for you for a long time." ”

"It's hot on the way when the head rises, and there are many people who want to see it in the view, and I can't get out, so I picked this time, I didn't expect you to stay on the mountain for a long time!" Sima Chengzhen waved his hand with a smile, and waited until Du Shiyi sat down in front of him before he asked, "Heiyun brought back those books and told you what you think." I have seen the desk and chair he said again, and it is indeed written and copied in this way, and the effect is more than twice as high as before! No wonder others haven't gotten a copy yet, and you're almost done copying it in duplicate. You're so young, and you're really wonderful. ”

"Mr. Sima, this is not a whimsy, in the final analysis, it is just for convenience." Speaking of this, Du Shiyi smiled calmly, "Although I said a lot of great truths in front of Brother Sima that day, in the final analysis, what I want is to be at ease." I have been reading and learning since I was a child, writing poems and compositions, although I was enshrined as a prodigy, but my family knows my own affairs, but one is diligent, the other is familiar, I really want to say what to sing a masterpiece, in fact, there is no such thing as a name. ”

As soon as these words came out, he saw that Du Sanniang lost her face for a while, and immediately stretched out his hand to stop her from opening her mouth to persuade her: "This is after that serious illness, I only understood." People live for a lifetime, just trying to make a name is useless, it is better not to force it, and be at ease with it. For example, reading and writing, the posture form can be eclectic, just seeking to please oneself and understand the heart. It is necessary to know that in the pre-Qin and Han dynasties, they used bamboo slips to read and write on their knees, but now they sit with a basket and use a scroll. Thousands of years later, there may be a different way. Therefore, as long as it is clear that the purpose of xìng is inconvenient, why not make this elegant matter convenient and affordable for students who are motivated all over the world? ”

Sima Chengzhen couldn't help but smile when he saw Du Shisanniang biting his lip and his face full of worry: "Du Xiaolangjun is so talkative, no wonder the famous Taichong Daoist in Songyang Guan will return with a feather before!" Indeed, your method may be accused of deviant, but the predecessors used bamboo slips and silk books, and the present people use rattan paper and hemp paper scrolls, and your thread-bound books save time and effort, which is suitable for poor scholars. In this world, there are many people who have the heart to study, but there are very few who can stand out, and many people are lonely and cold all their lives. Whether it's these tables and chairs, or these wire-bound books, even if it's just a small road, as long as it can make it more convenient for people who are reading and aspiring, it's a good thing! Moreover, if this is the case, it will be much easier to publish the article into a book than before, because of your idea, I have planned to use this method to print the medical pharmacopoeia of Tao Patriarch, such as the "Commentary on the Materia Medica", so that there will be no danger of losing it in the future! ”

"Mr. Sima is clever!"

Seeing a happy smile on Du Shiyi's young face, Sima Chengzhen felt his joy, and said with a smile: "And as you said, this move is suitable for poor scholars, presumably for Lu Haoran of Hanging Lian Peak, this method should be extremely useful to all disciples." ”

This is the second time that Du Shiyi has heard the name of Hanging Lian Peak, and compared to Lu Gong in the mouth of that Qiao Weng, Sima Chengzhen obviously said it more thoroughly. However, when he was hesitating, he saw Sima Chengzhen suddenly stand up, and hurriedly got up with him, but he didn't want this young veteran to go straight to the back of the desk and unceremoniously directly occupy his bamboo chair.

"Sitting with your feet down is really leisurely, but the promotion of this method is far inferior to thread-bound books." Saying this, Sima Chengzhen suddenly changed his words the next moment, "This thing Du Xiaolangjun may give me?" ”

Hearing that it was such a request, Du Sanniang finally couldn't help laughing, and then she knew that she was out of shape, and hurriedly packed up the pottery on the dining bed with a red face, and tiptoed out. And Du Shiyi couldn't help but wonder: "This is my urgent need for a while, so I asked Tian Mo to make it shoddy, since Mr. Sima has taken a fancy to this thing, I will ask him to make a haode when I go back." Don't dare to give away such crude things. ”

"You don't have to do it again, just this one!"

Sima Chengzhen saw that Du Shiyi was stunned and reluctantly agreed, so he gestured to Sima Heiyun with his eyes, and waited for his hands to present a bamboo tube to Du Shiyi before he spoke, "This is a letter from me to Lu Haoran of Xuanlian Peak." He was a well-known hermit master in the world, erudite, poetic, and good at writing, and I had several encounters with him, and then I often wrote to each other. Du Xiaolangjun, the so-called Jiang Lang's talent that has been passed down through the ages is Jiang Wentong's self-protection plan for fear of disaster, and I never believe that there is really a talent that has been scattered overnight in the world. Lu Haoran is arrogant, humble and gentlemanly, with dozens of disciples, teaching disciples to follow the ancient style, if you can learn from him, you will definitely have more benefits! ”

Hearing this, Du Shiyi couldn't help but feel excited, however, when he saw Du Sanniang with a face full of joy, he couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Sima, if I learn from Lu Gong, Thirteen Niang may follow?" ”

Sima Chengzhen couldn't help but hesitate when he heard this, and at this time, Du Sanniang hurriedly said: "Brother, don't think about me, I can take care of myself!" ”

Seeing that Du Shiyi was silent, Sima Chengzhen sighed lightly: "There is a difference between men and women, there are many disciples under the Hanging Training Peak, but there are no women. All in all, Du Xiaolangjun might as well consider it. ”

All the way to the road at the foot of the mountain, Du Shiyi saw that the bamboo circle chair was tied to the back of the carriage, and Sima Chengzhen had already gotten on the car, he was about to say something to Sima Heiyun again, but he saw this broad-eyed man suddenly take half a step forward and said in a low voice: "Du Xiaolangjun, Lu Hong and Lu Gong are really hidden in the world, with outstanding talent and noble conduct, and there are many people who go to apprentice, but many people have returned with a feather." With a letter from my master, this is a rare opportunity! ”

"Thank you Brother Sima for your kindness, I will definitely consider it carefully."

Solemnly thanked Sima Heiyun, and waited until the master and servant disappeared from sight, Du Shiyi slowly turned around. Seeing the front of the thatched house, Du Sanniang was waiting there with an anxious face, so he said with a smile: "Since Mr. Sima said that Lu Gong is superb, I will take you to Hanging Lian Peak to have a look......

"Brother!" Du Sanniang interrupted Du Shiyi's words, and then said categorically, "Such an opportunity is not easy to come by, you just need to study, don't worry about me!" ”

Seeing Du Sanniang turn the grass house like a whirlwind, Du Shiyi couldn't help but sigh secretly. Standing at the door, he watched Tian Mo absentmindedly as he sweated in the field, and he didn't know how long it took, he suddenly saw a bamboo shadow with a basket on his back walking quickly towards this side from a distance.

"Lang Jun."

"Look at your face, it's not good, but what's wrong?"

Untied the empty back basket on his body, Zhu Ying settled down and said truthfully: "Lang Jun, the lady asked me to go to the market to buy some rice and noodles." But today, when I went to the market at the foot of the mountain, I found that the price of rice and noodles had risen by 30%, and it was said that there were more and more locusts in the fields, and the disaster was worse than last year! Moreover, it is said everywhere that grain prices will continue to rise, and today all the rice stores in Chengfang City, Dengfeng County, are reluctant to sell, and they say that they are sold out if they can't sell more than a dozen stone rice, and I can't squeeze through others! ”

Du Shiyi's eyes suddenly froze. He had seen a terrifying sight of flying locusts covering the rì on the xīnjiāng grassland before, and he still remembered it vividly. And if it is not put in the present and not treated, a bad one will be harvested and starved all over the field this autumn!