In July 183, in Huayin County, Hongnong County, Yongzhou, nine-year-old Yang Xiu stood beside the official road under the scorching sun, with a loveless expression. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The scorching sun was in the sky, and the earth was like a steamer, but he would rather stand in the scorching sun and sweat than go to the shade of a tree a few steps away to cool off.

A few Tsing Yi slaves stood in the shade of the tree, looking at the sun for a while, looking at Yang Xiu for a while, cursing something through gritted teeth.

Jia Xu, a native of Liangzhou, returned from visiting friends in Luoyang and passed by here when he returned to his hometown of Guzang.

Yang Xiu saw someone coming from afar, and hurriedly held his head high and recited a catchy seven-character poem aloud.

"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. ”

When Jia Xu saw this scene, he stopped curiously.

He looked at the sun, looked at the shade of the trees, and then looked at Yang Xiu, who seemed to be a little lacking in heart, beckoned him to come to him, and asked, "There are trees on the side of the road, why do you want to stand under the scorching sun?" ”

Yang Xiu saw that Jia Xu was dressed as a scribe, so he first bowed generously, and then replied: "The younger generation is competitive with others, and unfortunately loses, at the request of that person, he must stand by the official road under the scorching sun, and wait for a noble person to pass by." ”

Jia Xu glanced at him, and said in his heart that he was competitive with others at a young age, and he really didn't know how thick the sky was.

He took out the sweat towel in his sleeve, carefully wiped the beads of sweat on his face for Yang Xiu, and asked, "Who wrote the poem you just read?" ”

Yang Xiu replied: "The poem I read just now was written by Zhang Wangzhang Huaixi, who was born in the Zhang family of Shu County. ”

Jia Xu knew that Zhang Huan's descendants were in Dunhuang County, Zhang Liang's descendants were in Hejian County, and Zhang Heng's descendants were in Nanyang County. ”

Mentioning the name Zhang Huaixi, Yang Xiu gritted his teeth, with a sense of annoyance in his voice: "This person is a sixteen-year-old boy, who prides himself on being of noble birth and a famous family, and I don't know which famous family left by the sages and which dynasty has passed down from generation to generation." ”

Jia Xuqi said: "Why did he come to Huayin, a person from Shu County?" ”

Yang Xiu gloated: "He came all the way to Liangzhou to study. As a result, he encountered bandits on the road, knocked him to the ground with a stick, and stripped him of his clothes. After he was killed, he was rescued by the Yang family of Huayin, and since then he has temporarily lived in Huayin County. ”

When Jia Xu heard this, he frowned slightly.

Most of the scholars went to Yingchuan to study, what did this Zhang forget to go to Liangzhou, where Qiang and Han people lived? Since the death of the great Confucian Ma Rong in Liangzhou, there is no longer a famous Confucian in the world.

Yang Xiu said again: "Sir, do you know who Zhang Forget is praising in this poem?" ”

Jia Xu shook his head, and said in his heart, are you stupid kid? I don't even know who Zhang Forget is, how can I know who he praises in his poems?

Yang Xiu snorted coldly and said, "This poem made by Zhang Forget is praised by himself!" Write poems to praise yourself, sir, have you ever seen such a brazen person? ”

When Jia Xu heard this, he couldn't help but be surprised.

Literati and doctors, who received Confucian education since childhood, all of them pay attention to benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom and faith, gentleness, courtesy, and frugality.

When friends meet, they first humble themselves, eager to hold each other up to the sky, degrade themselves to the dust, like Zhang Wang, who composes poems and pouts himself without sparing any effort to praise himself, he has lived for so many years, and he has never seen a single one.

"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. ”

I slapped my own sycophants, and I was so arrogant and hearty, such a person really has no other words to describe except for the words "shameless".

When Yang Xiu replied, his face always showed contempt and disdain for Zhang Wang.

He hoped that his words could arouse Jia Xu's hatred of the same enemy, and together he despised Zhang Wang, a shameless guy, and saw that Jia Xu was just surprised, and before he became angry, he continued to add fuel to the fire.

"Not only that, that Zhang Forget also let out words, saying that he himself knows astronomy, geography, ancient and modern, and has a deep understanding of yin and yang, and there is nothing in this world that he doesn't know where to come from and what it is useful for."

Jia Xu vaguely saw Yang Xiu's intentions, so he followed his mind and said, "This person is so arrogant? ”

"Sir, too?"

Yang Xiu suddenly met his bosom friend, and even the beads of sweat on his nose trembled with excitement: "The wealthy families and ordinary people in Huayin County are all angry with Zhang Wang's arrogance, and they are searching for strange things to embarrass him, so that this self-righteous guy can know what the word "shame" is. ”

Jia Xu became interested in his heart and asked, "What is the result?" ”

Yang Xiu said hatefully: "So far, no one has been able to stump him, but on the contrary, he has promoted the reputation of 'heaven and earth, omniscient'. Zhang Forget laughed at me Huayin no one, and at the same time proposed a reward, saying that whoever can stump him, he will teach whoever is a daily gold fighter, but if anyone does not stump him, he must be willing to gamble and lose, and do one thing for him. ”

Jia Xu narrowed his eyes, and couldn't help but have a strong interest in Zhang Wang, who praised himself for his poems.

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? If you are so ashamed that there is no one in your eyes, you are not afraid that the wind will flash your tongue?

Glancing at poor Yang Xiu, who had been exposed to the scorching sun for a long time and was almost soaked with sweat, Jia Xu said, "Where is that Zhang forgotten now, can you take me to see it?" ”

Yang Xiu was still indignant just now, and he looked like he couldn't wait to find Zhang Wangtong and die, but now after listening to Jia Xu's request, his face suddenly showed embarrassment: "In the South Taiping of Huayin County, there is an old elm tree with a lifespan of hundreds of years, and it is like a cover. Zhang Forget is under the tree every day to deal with the challenges of the people, if you look for him, you can go yourself. ”

Jia Xu smiled: "I am a foreigner, I don't know anything about Huayin County, if someone leads the way, it is the best." ”

"This is what the younger generation can't do."

Yang Xiu wrinkled a bitter little face and told the truth: "I have such a miserable appearance now, and I am the one who forgets to be harmful." I couldn't embarrass him the day before yesterday and was forced to promise him one thing. What he asked me to do was to wait for a person by the official road under the scorching sun, from sunrise to sunset, and to recite poetry in my mouth. ”

Jia Xu smiled dumbly and asked him, "Who does Zhang Forget want you to wait for?" ”

Yang Xiu said indignantly: "What kind of good person can you know and associate with a brazen person?" I only know that it is a middle-aged scribe named Jia Xu Jia Wenhe, who lives in Guzang County, Wuwei, Liangzhou, and may return from visiting friends in Luoyang in the near future, passing by here, and I don't know anything about the rest. ”

Jia Xu was stunned when he heard his name spit out of Yang Xiuzi's mouth.

This Yang Xiu was exposed to the scorching sun, and the person waiting for him was him?

What's going on?

He has never been to Shu County, Yizhou, and he doesn't know Zhang Wangsu, how does Zhang Wangsu know his name, and he asked someone to wait for him on the official road?

The most important thing is, how did Zhang Forget know that he went to Luoyang to visit friends and would return to his hometown Guzang in the near future?

Yang Xiu didn't realize Jia Xu's strange appearance, and said to himself: "I know that there is a person named Gai Xun in Liangzhou who has a good reputation, but this Jia Xu Jia Wenhe has never heard of it, does Mr. know this person?" ”

Jia Xu glanced at Yang Xiu meaningfully and said, "I haven't heard of the nameless person. ”

Yang Xiu's face showed a look of disappointment, he looked up at the hot sun, and his red little face became more and more annoyed.

The sun has just risen to mid-heaven, is it possible that in order to wait for Jia Xu, an unknown person, he has to bask in the scorching sun for another half a day?

Jia Xu pondered slightly, after all, he couldn't hold back the doubts in his heart, and asked Yang Xiu: "How does Zhang Wei know that Jia Xu went to Luoyang, and will return to his hometown from Luoyang and pass by here?" ”

Yang Xiu replied: "When Jia Xu went to Luoyang, he walked with a caravan. After Zhang Forget learned the whereabouts of Mr. Jia Xu from the mouth of a businessman, he was overjoyed and taught the merchant the craft of making money every day on the spot. When I came to wait for someone on the official road, Zhang Forget said to me that I had a fate to meet thousands of miles away, as long as I was sincere, Mr. Jia Xu would definitely come forward to meet me when he passed by Huayin County. ”

Jia Xu pursed his lips, and said in his heart that I came forward to meet you, firstly, because the poems you read attracted me, and secondly, because you looked stupid standing under the scorching sun, and it really has nothing to do with the word "fate".

Yang Xiu talked for a long time, remembering that he didn't know who the person in front of him was, so he asked: "In Xia Huayin Yang Xiu, my father is a servant in the court, and my ancestor is the captain in the court, and I haven't asked Mr. for his name yet......

Jia Xu glanced him up and down, smiled, said, "Let me think about it", turned around and walked towards Huayin County.

Yang Xiu stood beside the official road, watching Jia Xu go away, his eyes were full of confusion.

He was born in Hongnong Yang's family, his grandfather was Taiwei Yang Ci, and his father was Yang Biao, a real famous family, why didn't this scribe even say a long sentence, turned around and left?

Also, when I asked him what his name was, he said, "Let me think about it......

Let me think? What the hell is this, and who forgets their name?

A few Tsing Yi slaves tiptoed to look at it for a long time, and when they saw Jia Xu turn around and leave, they turned the hope on their faces into infinite sorrow one by one.

Oh my God, this scribe is not the one the little boy has to wait for, when will the Jia Xu who is waiting for arrive?

Jia Xu put on a straight face and walked into Huayin County.

He asked pedestrians for the way, and then went straight to the south of the county. He wanted to see who this Zhang Huaixi was and why he wanted to beat him.

Hongnong Yang is a big family in Huayin County.

Yang is surnamed Yang Junwang, from the Western Han Dynasty Prime Minister Yang Chang handed down, great-grandson Yang Zhen official to Taiwei, known as "Guanxi 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 a Zhumen mansion of the Yang family, there is a big elm tree like a pavilion. Under the elm tree, all kinds of people were whispering.

Jia Xu stood outside the crowd, thought for a moment, walked to an old locust tree nearby, and broke a branch down.

Don't you Zhang Forget claim to be in heaven and on earth, knowing everything?

Can't you tell the origin and use of all that is born and raised?

In that case, I'm going to embarrass you to see if you really have that much ability.

Jia Xu swept away all the leaves and shoots from the branches, leaving only a bare branch, put his hands on his shoulders, and walked towards the crowd surrounded by the peddlers' pawns.

The people saw that he was a scholar with a graceful bearing, and out of the difference between high and low status, they hurriedly made way for him.

Under the big 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 servants in Tsing Yi stood beside the young man, some grinding ink for him, and some fanning him.

Listening to the discussion of the people next to him, this young man was Zhang Forget who was killed in Huayin County, and several Qingyi slaves were the domestic slaves of the Yang family in 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.

But why does this one value himself?

He inquired about his visit to Luoyang to visit friends, and asked someone to wait on the way back to Guzang in Luoyang, what was he going to do?

This feeling similar to being targeted by a wolf in the wilderness is really unpleasant.