Although Li Qiao's reputation is not good, although there are many poems, most of them are rich and beautiful, but they lose their atmosphere, only this one is a little bit different from the impassioned nature of the round and jade words, especially when Du Shiyi sang "Since the Son of Heaven to Qin Pass", Lu Cong, who was immersed in the idea, also suddenly came back to his senses, and actually pushed forward and opened the window of the cabin with some eagerness. He had heard his father chant this poem countless times, and each time he sighed and sighed sadly, and from the incomprehension of its meaning when he was a child, to the desolate taste he chewed on now, he seemed to be able to understand his father's mood.

Suddenly, from the heart of the former Son of Heaven to the current Son of Heaven far away from being discarded, Lu Qi's mood can also be portrayed in this poem?

"The mountains and rivers are full of tears, and when can wealth and glory be. I don't see only the water of Fen today, and only the autumn geese fly every year

When the four sentences of zuihou slowly chanted to the end, Pei Ning's pipa sound also ended tacitly with a long tone, and the voice was curling. Wang Rong on the side had already forgotten his original intention when he invited Pei Ning to compose the music before, and watched the two brothers and sisters become distracted, while Lu Cong muttered to himself: "When will the wealth and glory be...... When can wealth and glory be ...... Even if the princes and generals are prime ministers, after decades, there is not only a handful of loess left? ”

"That's not what I said"

Although just now because of Pei Ning's pipa sound, he was moved to chant that song Fen yīn line, but at this moment to get rid of this state of mind, Du Shiyi looked at the mountains and mountains on both sides of the strait, but said with a smile: "Prosperity and decline are impermanent, it is the truth of the world, is it not for the sake of death in a few decades, and now it is going to pass?" Li Jushan's first Fen yīn line is just to make people worry about decline when they are prosperous, and they are prosperous when they are declining, but it is not to make people lose their spirits, Lu Shilang can't mistake himself is that his father is sick and weak now, but he has never been busy."

Lu Cong was drunk by these words, and he came to his senses, knowing that he had some magic obstacles because of the trial assigned by Pei Ning. He hurriedly saluted, and when he sat down with the window closed again, his mood was miraculously calm, and the Fu Tou, which he had just thought hard about, had already had some inspiration.

And Du Shiyi watched Lu Cong continue to concoct the trial fu, so he said to Pei Ning: "Third senior brother, if I can return to Chang'an or Luoyang on this trip, I will definitely try to take a vacation and take the young lady back to Songshan to meet Master Lu."

Wang Rong was completely understandable about what she said before, but when Du Shiyi said a promise, she only felt that her mood was unusually agitated. When he came over and held her hand undoubtedly, she was shocked, and after taking a deep breath, she said to Pei Ning: "I have admired Lu Gong of Songshan Hanging Peak for a long time, and I know that he is Du Lang's teacher, and I have long wanted to go to pay a visit."

Pei Ning thought of Lu Hong's kind and kind face, and his cold face softened unconsciously: "Master Lu will definitely be very happy." Thirteen Niang has a good home, he has always hoped that you can also marry a good wife. ”

Du Shiyi glanced at Wang Rong with a smile, but sighed with some regret in her heart. When he set off from Yazhou, the news of whether Du Shisanniang's birth was smooth had not yet come, and now that he is leaving, it is even more difficult to get the news of his family in time. Now, if it goes well, the child should be born, and the month of sitting should be over. I only hope that my sister Jiren has her own natural appearance and adds a lively and lovely nephew or nephew daughter to him.

It's August, and autumn is gradually rising outside, and the temperature difference between morning and evening is huge. When the sun comes out during the day, you can still wear a single dress, but in the morning and evening, you need to add an extra dress. In the Songshan Lu's thatched cottage these days, there are still people in the big kitchen who make decoctions to prevent the wind and cold in autumn and winter, but except for the strong smell of medicine, everyone knows that Lu Hong, as the owner of the thatched cottage, is not here, because Lu Wangzhi sent Lu Hong back to his hometown to visit relatives, as for where he went, only a few disciples in the room knew.

And in an elegant courtyard outside the eastern capital, there were bursts of children's cries at this time. It's just that for this little guy with the same loud voice as Cui Lin, there is no impatience in anyone, because, from Lu Hong, down to Lu Wangzhi and Yan Zhenqing, who accompanied him, everyone spoils these two sisters and brothers, especially Cui Lang, who can fall asleep as soon as he is full after crying. So much so that Cui Jianxuan, the twenty-four filial father, was driven aside, and only Du Shisanniang could snatch back his daughter and son who had just been born for more than a month from them.

Although she suffered enough when she was pregnant, when she was about to give birth, Du Sanniang was very lucky, a big fat boy landed smoothly, which made Cui Jianxuan smile at the same time, but also made Mrs. Zhao Guo Li feel relieved, and pulled Cui Wuniang and Cui Jiuniang to go to the Buddhist temple to burn incense and worship. And after sitting on the throne, the body recuperated, and the Songshan Thatched Cottage brought a letter, saying that Lu Wangzhi wanted to take Lu Hong to see the child. Du Sanniang had only taken Cui Lin back to Songshan once earlier, and now she welcomed it when she heard it, and Cui Jianxuan sharpened his head and asked for leave to come out, but it turned out that he found that he was a genuine Lumen disciple who had become persona non grata

"Show me, Hey, Nineteen Lang has a good name, Cui Lang, sure enough, he looks good at just a little bit old, you see, how funny is his sleeping appearance?"

Lu Wangzhi pointed to his nose and said proudly, Yan Zhenqing was dumbfounded, and before he could say anything, he only heard Cui Jianxuan say angrily behind him: "That's my son, of course it's like me"

"Senior brother" Yan Zhenqing has heard Cui Jianxuan talk to Lu Wangzhi about this issue countless times in the past two days, and he can also remember the progress after that. Although he didn't understand that Senior Brother Weishenme had to be happy to joke with Senior Brother Cui, he was really not interested in listening to this unnutritious conversation, so while the two of them were not paying attention, he pushed the rattan cart and slipped away quietly. When he saw Lu Hong outside, he hurriedly stopped and shouted, "Master Lu." ”

"Wangzhidu is a lot older, and he is still a child." Lu Hong listened to the voice inside, and couldn't help but wonder, seeing that the little guy in the rattan cart didn't seem to care about the two guys who were fighting for himself, he was sleeping soundly with his hands and feet open, and his face immediately softened. When he was divining for Cui Jianxuan, he was always worried about this disciple who was born in a family but was very arrogant, but now it seems that Cui Jianxuan, who married Du Sanniang, is the one he doesn't need to worry about the most. Such a girl with a blue heart, are you still afraid that you won't be able to control Cui Shiyi?

"Shigong, Shigong"

was gently rubbing Cui Lang's smooth little face with a slightly rough hand, when Lu Hong heard such a voice getting closer and closer. As soon as he turned his head, he saw a small figure stumbling over, and only stopped when he reached him. He was stunned at first, then bent down with a smile and touched his soft hair, only then did he see Cui Lin holding his hands high.

"Shigong, it's a new jujube, Shigong eats a new jujube"

Hearing this, Lu Hong smiled so much that the wrinkles on his face seemed to stretch one by one. In Cui Lin's expectant eyes, he took a date in her hand and took a bite, and then said with a smile: "It's very sweet."

"Uncle Xiao, eat new dates"

Yan Zhenqing was just stunned, and Cui Lin ran in front of him. He was not too hospitable, so he had to eat one too, but he found that the entrance was still a little astringent, but under Cui Lin's gaze, where would he spoil the scenery, he naturally nodded and said okay. waited until the little girl ran inside to offer treasures to Lu Wangzhi and Cui Jianxuan, but after a while, he only heard Cui Jianxuan say something astringent, and then heard Cui Lin crying inside.

"Master Lu."

Du Sanniang, who came over in a hurry, wanted to know what was going on with her daughter and her husband, and even knew that Lu Wangzhi would help her daughter without saying anything. She was going to go into the house, but it could be seen that Lu Hong gestured to Yan Zhenqing and sent the youngest disciple around her to persuade her, but she motioned for herself to follow, and she hurriedly left the trivial matter inside. Now she is also called Du Shiyi and Cui Jianxuan.

"Thirteen Niang, is the situation in the court okay now?"

"I heard that Li Xiangguo is quite fair, and there is no conflict with Yuan Xiangguo. On the contrary, it was Dr. Cui of the Imperial History Observatory who drastically eliminated and deposed the incompetent Imperial History, and it seems that the repercussions are a little big. Du Sanniang always knows more and more details about these messages in the court than others, and when she said this, she hesitated for a moment, and then said softly, "Listening to Lord Yuzhenguan, the sage is not very satisfied with Li Xiangguo, as if he plans to promote another prime minister." ”

Although the six Shangshu and the Shangshu left and right Chengzhong all have sufficient qualifications, for Li Longji, who is an arbitrary cadre, the promotion of prime minister has never been based only on seniority, but on his own ability to read people. Although Lu Hong is a man of the mountains, he also knows this. After a moment of silence, he asked in a low voice, "Do you know that Nineteen Lang and the three of the current Yushitai are closely related?" ”

For this, Du Shiyi would never mention it in the family letter, so Du Sanniang raised her eyebrows in some surprise at first, and then asked nervously: "Could it be that Lu Shi heard something?" ”

"You haven't heard the news in the Eastern Capital, where will I have such news in the mountains, it's just ......" Lu Hong thought for a while, and then said earnestly, "The three of Yushitai are too aggressive. I met the saint back then, and now that a few years have passed, he is still in his prime, and he will not be confused, and I am afraid that it may not be as they wish. Nineteen Lang should not be a person who is bent on drilling camps, I am afraid that they are bent on pulling people into the water"

Du Sanniang only felt that her heart suddenly woke up, and then she said: "Thank you Lu Shi for reminding me, when I return to the Eastern Capital, I will try to send a letter to my brother."