In December of the sixth year of Guanghe, Huayin County, Hongnong County, Yongzhou, was cold and snowy. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Nine-year-old Yang Xiu stood on the official road in the suburbs, his limbs stiff, his lips black, and his teeth chattering.

A strong servant in green clothes stood beside him, brushing the snowflakes off his body while cursing something in a low voice.

Jia Xu, a native of Liangzhou, returned from visiting friends in Luoyang, and when he saw this scene on the way back to his hometown, he couldn't help but stop curiously.

When Yang Xiu saw someone coming, he hurriedly held his head high and read aloud a catchy seven-character poem.

"Wen can put pen to peace in the world, and Wu can go to the horse to determine the world. Who wins with strategy, ancient and modern heroes are only kings. ”

This poem was taught to him by a nasty fellow, and it is said that when it is read, it will attract passing literati and doctors.

Jia Xu looked at the gloomy sky, looked at the heavy snow, and looked at Yang Xiu, who was almost frozen into a dog, raised his legs and continued to hurry, thinking in his heart: The poem is good, but people are a little stupid.

After Yang Xiu finished reading the poem, he waited for Jia Xu to take the initiative to come forward and talk, but he didn't expect him to leave without caring about himself at all, and he was dumbfounded.

Who is this person, how is he different from a normal person?

Every passing reader, after reading a poem, will stop and ask himself, why is it that when it is this person's turn, it doesn't work?

Seeing Jia Xu walking farther and farther, Yang Xiu hurriedly caught up and said loudly: "Sir, please stay!" ”

Jia Xu stopped and glanced back at him.

Yang Xiu took three steps and made two steps to rush forward, and gave Jia Xu a big gift: "Yang Xiu of Huayin County, I have seen Mr." ”

Jia Xu looked him up and down, and saw that he had a brocade robe and jade belt, fine skin and tender meat, and the appearance of a noble son, so Shi Shiran returned a salute: "You are the grandson of Emperor Yang Gong, Huayin prodigy Yang Xiu?" ”

Seeing that Jia Xu knew that he was the grandson of Yang Ci, the imperial lieutenant of the dynasty, Yang Xiu couldn't help but straighten his chest and nodded, "It's the junior." ”

Jia Xu raised his eyebrows: "Why did you keep me?" ”

Yang Xiu saw that he knew his origin, but he didn't have the slightest intention of flattery, so he had a little more affection for him in his heart, and said politely: "If Mr. is not in a hurry, the juniors have something to ask for." ”

Jia Xu frowned slightly: "What's the matter with you?" ”

Yang Xiu saw that he did not refuse, and hurriedly said: "There is a sixteen-year-old boy from the Zhang family of Shu County, whose surname is Zhang and his name is Huaixi, and he came to Huayin a few days ago. He claimed to know astronomy and geography, and he had read more books than the entire Huayin County.

My Huayin scholars couldn't see him looking like Lao Tzu was the best in the world, so they tried to learn with him, but they all failed.

Zhang Forget laughed at me that there was no one in the Central Plains, and set up a gamble under the big elm tree, saying that there are all the things in this world that are born and raised, and there is nothing that he doesn't know the origin of.

He was not ashamed to speak out, saying that as long as someone could stump him, he would teach him a craft of making money every day. ”

When Jia Xu heard this, he was surprised: "This person is so arrogant? ”

"Sir, too?"

Yang Xiujian finally aroused Jia Xu's hatred of the enemy, and hit the railroad while it was hot: "Mr. is gentle and elegant, with an extraordinary bearing, and at first glance he is a well-educated person, can you please ask Mr. to come out and teach this madman a lesson, so that this self-righteous guy can know what the word "shame" is." ”

Jia Xu narrowed his eyes slightly, and his face showed a look of understanding.

Yang Xiu stood in the cold wind on a snowy day, almost frozen into a dog, originally to ask for help from a passing scribe.

It is rare for an eight or nine-year-old child to have such a competitive and indomitable heart.

Yang Xiu looked at Jia Xu pitifully, and said: "I, Huayin, from the wealthy family to the common people, have been angry in recent days, but unfortunately I can't do it, so far, no one can stump Zhang Forget. Sir, would you like to help me earn some face for the people of the Central Plains? ”

Jia Xu was a little interested in Zhang Wangsheng, pondered for a moment, and nodded in agreement.

A sixteen-year-old boy, even if he starts reading from his mother's womb, how many subsets of scriptures and histories can he memorize, and how many customs and customs can he see?

is such a young man, but with his belly of books, he defeated the readers in Huayin County.

Such a talented young man, Junhiko, since he has met him, how can he not make friends?

Glancing at Yang Xiu, who had been freezing in the cold wind for a long time, and his green nose was about to flow down, Jia Xu said: "Lead the way, I'll go and forget that for a while." ”

Yang Xiu was overjoyed when he heard this, turned around and led the way, remembering that he didn't know who the person in front of him was, so he asked, "Haven't you asked Mr. for a name yet?" ”

Jia Xu smiled and said, "Gu Zangren, Jia Xu." ”

When Yang Xiu heard the word "Jia Xu", he was immediately stunned.

He looked at Jia Xu with wide eyes, and his eyes gradually revealed ecstasy.

Jia Xu didn't know why, and asked, "Why are you looking at me like this?" ”

Yang Xiu clenched his small fists, jumped three feet high from the snow, and shouted excitedly: "Mr. Wenhe, I have been waiting in the snow for three days, just waiting for you!" ”

Jia Xu said inexplicably: "You and I have never known each other, what are you waiting for me to do?" ”

Yang Xiu's face was full of irrepressible excitement: "Zhang Forget said that he is not afraid of anyone in this world, only Xiliang Jia Xu alone." I waited by the official road for three days, and finally I waited for you! ”

When Jia Xu heard this, he showed an expression of disbelief.

He has always been unrenowned, and not many people in Xiliang know that Zhang Wangyuan is in Shu County, why have they heard of his name?

No one in the world is afraid, only himself?

This sycophant is inexplicable, and at the same time, I can't help but be a little ...... Complacent.

With a stomach full of doubts, Jia Xu, under the leadership of the smiling Yang Xiu, entered Huayin County.

Huayin Yang is the surname of Yang Junwang, from the Western Han Dynasty Prime Minister Yang Chang handed down, great-grandson Yang Zhenguan to Taiwei, known as "Kansai Confucius", Yang Zhen's son Yang Bing is famous all over the world, Sun Yang Ci ranks among the three dukes.

In Huayin County and even the entire Hongnong County, the Yang family is second to none.

In front of one of Yang's Zhumen mansions, there is a big bare elm tree. Under the elm tree, the people were shivering with cold.

The Yang family slave saw Yang Xiu who was frozen from a distance, and immediately ran forward, picked him up regardless of him, and went straight to the Yang family's mansion.

Yang Xiu kept struggling, but unfortunately his strength was weak, and he was carried into Yang's house in a blink of an eye, and his thoughts of wanting to see a big bustle suddenly became empty.

Jia Xu stood outside the crowd, thought for a moment, and walked towards the crowd.

When the people saw a scholar with a graceful bearing, they hurriedly made way for him out of the difference of status.

Under the big bare elm tree, there is a stone case.

Behind the stone case, a young man of about fifteen or sixteen years old was sitting on his knees, and he was writing hard.

Several Tsing Yi servants stood beside the young man, some grinding ink for him, and some shielding him from the wind and snow.

Listening to the discussion of the people next to him, this young man is Zhang Forget of Shu County, and several Qingyi slaves are the domestic slaves of the Yang family of Huayin, who were temporarily borrowed by Zhang Wang.

Jia Xu took a closer look and found that Zhang Wang's face was handsome, his temperament was sparse, and there was a vigorous and heroic spirit between his eyebrows, and he couldn't help nodding secretly.

Ordinary people's families are tired of running around for a bite of food all day long, and they can't raise such an extraordinary young man.

It is not known what the true skill of this forgetfulness is, but with this good skin, he can deceive many village husbands and fools.

Under the elm tree, after Zhang forgot to write the time of a cup of tea, he threw the brush on the desk and stretched his waist for a long time, without any image at all.

Scholars pay attention to etiquette, and they must be elegant and calm in their gestures.

Standing and sitting, that's the basic requirement.

Zhang forgot this action of stretching his waist, and in the family of the scholar clan with strict family education, he must at least put on the ten precepts and teach him a lesson.

But it was such a simple and lazy action, and the crowd that was still whispering suddenly quieted down.

In the eyes of the people, this handsome young man is whiter, more handsome, more read, and the rest is no different from his own children and grandchildren.

A sense of intimacy arises spontaneously.

Zhang Wang stood up, rubbed his hands first, stomped his feet, warmed his body, and then turned around with his fists in all directions.

His eyes bent into crescent moons, and he said with a smile: "It's not early, there are a lot of people, the chickens don't bark, the dogs don't bite anymore, the fathers and fellow villagers, you don't come to embarrass me anymore, I'm going to run away." ”

The onlookers, hearing his words, let out a loud laugh.

Jia Xu, who was secretly looking at him, couldn't help but smile when he heard this.

This Zhang forgets to boast of his talent, but opening his mouth is a common word of the people, and there is no one who cares about it, with his lazy movements and warm smile, it is easy to shorten the distance between him and the people.

A sixteen-year-old boy has already mastered the means of dealing with the world, and it is really not easy.

Zhang Forget waited for the laughter of the people to stop, and then continued: "Boy Zhang Wang, a person from Bashan Shu County, crossed over to the Guibao Land a few days ago and unfortunately fell into trouble. Thanks to the help of Huayin Yang, there is a shelter from the wind and rain. Thanks to the generosity of the villagers, we have today's food and clothing. Here, the boy Zhang Forget, sincerely thank everyone for their deep friendship. ”

For the word "crossing" in Zhang Wang's mouth, the people didn't care. Crossing, probably means "traveling thousands of miles, crossing mountains and mountains", literati speak, that's how they talk.