At the turn of winter and spring, it is the best season to walk in the snow to find plum blossoms, and the most ideal place to enjoy plum blossoms near Hangzhou is the lonely mountain.

Lonely Mountain is located in the northwest corner of the West Lake, east of the white causeway, west of the West Cold Bridge, surrounded by water, a unique mountain, shaped like a cow lying in the water, floating in the blue waves lingering, it is located between the lake and the outer lake of the West Lake, so it is called the lonely mountain.

Decades ago, Lin Hejing, the most famous hermit of the Great Song Dynasty, lived in seclusion here, planting plums and raising cranes, making Gushan even more famous.

When Yang Yi abandoned the boat and went ashore and climbed the lonely mountain to enjoy the plum blossoms, many scholars and beauties spontaneously followed, they were all moved by Qing Niang's "Proud of the Fisherman", of course, the Qingshan Building outside the mountain tampered with by Yang University was also well received.

In this era, people's pursuit of culture is no less than that of those star-chasers in later generations, and the worship of literati has reached a blind level; No matter how remote the countryside is, no matter how barren the corner, as long as there are cultural symbols released, people will take care of them carefully and worship them from the bottom of their hearts.

The formation of this kind of group tendency is the great fortune of the Chinese nation.

It is precisely with this kind of collective worship of culture that culture has been cared for collectively; It is precisely with this kind of social soil suitable for cultural growth that the incomparably splendid civilization of China has been born.

Even if Li Bai is penniless, he can still travel all over the world, and the powerful cultural symbols he has released can make ordinary people like Wang Lun go out for hundreds of miles, just to see the style of culture.

Even if Su Dongpo is exiled, the shishu are competing with him and taking care of him, which is the power of culture.

Like Li Bai and Su Shi, even if they don't have too many commendable political achievements, their own cultural literacy and magnificent poetry have made the greatest contribution to the Chinese nation.

On the lonely mountain, Yang Shiyin and others proposed Yongmei.

Yang Yi laughed and said: "My Qingniang said it well, the world makes plum words, and the pen is vulgar, only a person from outside the world like Mr. Hejing is worthy of Yongmei!" ”

This opinion makes everyone can't help but glance at Qing Niang, Lin Hejing, who lived in seclusion on the lonely mountain decades ago, takes Mei as his wife and crane as his son, and is as elegant as a fairy among the gods.

"The shadow is sparse, the water is shallow, and the dark fragrance floats in the dusk of the moon." These two poems vividly portray the tranquility and fragrance of plum blossoms.

With such a swan song for the ages, the world's Yongmei lyrics are regarded as chewing wax, not to mention coming to the lonely mountain Yongmei, you are not afraid to laugh for a thousand years!

"Brother Yang, when did I say such a thing?" Qing Niang asked in a whisper.

"Qingniang, don't you think so in your heart?"

Qing Niang nodded subconsciously.

"Qing Niang, there are some things you don't need to say, because I have always been in your heart."

These words suddenly moved the girl into a mist again, and Scholar Yang suddenly felt that he was a little evil!

Enjoy the lonely mountain plum, and then visit the Lingyin Temple. There are more and more red men and green women following behind him, the clouds are fragrant, the warblers are singing, and the spring is returning early.

Yang Yi suddenly understood Su Dongpo a little, the world often said that he invited thousands of prostitutes to travel at one time, it seems that not necessarily Su Dongpo invited, but I am afraid that more people are admiring Su Dongpo's name, and spontaneously follow the same tour, hoping to see the demeanor of Su University, so that a grand scene of thousands of people traveling together has been formed.

Seeing that there are more and more people from the tour, Scholar Yang remembered the kung fu on the embroidery needle of the thirteen mothers at home, and has surpassed the undefeated in the East, and soon decided to retreat.

When I got home, fortunately, the thirteen mothers at home were not playing with embroidery needles, but fiddling with the rice trays, no way, the so-called country is easy to change, and the nature is difficult to change.

As soon as the technology of throwing seedlings was proposed by Scholar Yang, Thirteen Niang was deeply touched, but the technology of throwing seedlings is easy to operate, but the production of seedling trays is somewhat difficult, and the rice trays of later generations are plastic products, light and practical, beneficial but not expensive; But at present, it is impossible to make plastic products, if the production cost of the seedling tray is too high, it will definitely restrict the promotion of this technology, just imagine, if the people's harvest in a year is not enough to buy the seedling tray, the ghost will go to play throwing seedlings.

How to save the cost of the seedling tray in order to vigorously promote the technology of throwing seedlings, this great research naturally fell on Comrade Su Qing, a female scientist of the Yang family.

Thirteen Niang's first idea was to drill holes in the wooden plank, and then paint the hole oil to increase durability, this method can be made by the people themselves, Yang Yi looked at the seedling tray she asked the craftsman to make, it is really good, and it can be put into use.

But in detail, this is not very cost-effective, mainly because a lot of wood is lost every year, which is too damaging to the environment.

"Official, what do you say?" After his plan was denied, the Yang family's female madwoman was slightly dissatisfied with my voice I am a literati, a great literati, and I have just succeeded in ...... Belch! changed a poem, you have to fully respect me, you can't talk to me in this tone, Scholar Yang appealed in his heart, hoping that Thirteen Niang would not forget the true colors of the Chinese people.

"Lady, this is not in a hurry, tomorrow is Chinese New Year's Eve, let's spend Chinese New Year's Eve well." Scholar Yang didn't have a good idea for a while, so he resorted to the trick of dragging the knife.

Thirteen Niang gave him a blank look, and wanted to continue to study, Yang Yi took her hand, her hand was a little cold, so she covered it in her palm, and blew hot air while rubbing it gently; Thirteen Niang was a little moved, and her gaze suddenly became very soft. When Yang Yi pulled her to the backyard, she didn't resist again.

In addition to the front of the main house, the backyard is no longer symmetrical, but in the elegant effort, winding corridors, planting bamboo on the wall, the door covers the plantain, the hanging flower door turns, or from the leaky window, it is often a turn of the world, everywhere is full of poetry and picturesqueness, the thirteen mothers they all like it, only Yang University is not satisfied.

"Official, you don't seem to like this new house very much." Thirteen Niang's gentle tone implied a different meaning.

"The lady misunderstood, what the lady likes is what the official likes." When Scholar Yang heard that she seemed to have the intention of going to the hall to ask about the case, he hurriedly picked off a branch of red plum sticking out of the porch and carefully inserted it on her fragrant sideburns.

Thirteen Niang looked at him quietly for a while, then leaned into his arms and whispered: "Officials are outside, they have always been strong and strong, iron-clad, but at home, it is just the opposite, the concubine knows that the official is letting the concubine and spoil the concubine, and the concubine is very moved in her heart, but the official does not have to be so compromised......

"No, no, no! The lady is exaggerating, I don't mean it at all. ”

"Official, you listen to me finish speaking, my mother-in-law often talks about the scarcity of the Yang family, in fact, the concubine is also anxious, Xian'er has been serving the official for half a year, and there is no movement in the stomach, the Yang family is now a single seedling of Rui'er, after all, it is not a prosperous scene, and the concubine has also heard about the matter of the Qin Cao girl, if the official is worried about the feelings of the concubine, you can rest assured to go to Linglong Mountain!"

In fact, Yang Yi also knows that Thirteen Niang is under a lot of pressure, Han Bier and Li Xiangxian's stomachs are not moving, but she gave birth to a son, others will definitely say that she is jealous and dominates her husband; Yang Yi stroked her fragrant shoulder and comforted: "Don't worry about it, Lady, Bi'er and them are actually still young, and it's normal for them to not get pregnant for a while, it has nothing to do with you......"

Just as he was saying this, the sound of cups falling to the ground suddenly came from the flower hall opposite, as well as Yang's exclamation.

The couple's hearts tightened, and they hurriedly bypassed the small pond in the middle and ran to the flower hall opposite.

It turned out that Yang was sitting at the table drinking tea with his grandson in his arms, and the little guy was restless, and the teacup on the table was lifted under the table with a shake of his little hand.

Yang was checking his little hands to make sure they weren't burned, and then he recited Amitabha Buddha with palpitations.

Tie Dan Ya didn't have the slightest sense of guilt for doing something wrong, and when he saw his father and mother running into the hall, he also jumped excitedly in Yang's arms, giggling.

"Good grandson, don't be naughty in the future, if you burn you, how can you be born!" Yang pinched his grandson's little face, full of doting.

"Mother, you're not burned, are you?" Yang Yi and Thirteen Niang asked in unison.

"Mother is fine, but everyone has to be careful when drinking tea in the future, this little naughty is getting more and more naughty, and he accidentally overturned the teacup." When Yang said this, he pinched the little guy with a smile on his face before continuing. "Good grandson, don't learn from your father, your father didn't worry a lot at the beginning......"

When Yang Yi heard this, he almost fell into free fall.

Is there anyone who teaches his grandson like that? You teach me like this, how will I teach it in the future as a father? I don't have the face to face the child, this is!

Forget it, I don't have the same knowledge as women.

Thirteen Niang instructed Yahuan to sweep away the broken teacup, and Yang Yi suddenly shouted when she saw it: "Wait! ”

Everyone's eyes suddenly looked at him strangely.

"Sweep it! Sweep it! Sweep it clean. ”

"Official, what's wrong with you?" Thirteen Niang finally couldn't help but be curious.

Yang Yi snapped his fingers and said, "Lady, Yangpan." ”

"What does this have to do with the rice pan?"

"Lady, think about it, if you use Taowa to make a rice tray, is it more practical?"

Thirteen Niang thought about it seriously, and quickly shook her head and said: "Official, even the most crude work of making rice trays from clay is probably more expensive than using wooden boards, and the people may not be willing to use them." ”

Yang Yi said with a smile: "Lady, think about it, even if the terracotta tile is more expensive, as long as you use it carefully and break it less, it will not be a problem for how many years you use it, but not the wooden board, no matter how good it is, I am afraid it will rot in three or two years." Lady, you calculate, the service life is extended, doesn't it mean that the cost is reduced? Even if the people can't afford to buy enough at once, they can add some every year. ”

Thirteen Niang suddenly brightened, nodded again and again: "The official is right, the concubine will let people go to the porcelain kiln and let people fire some to try, so that the cost can be determined, and the size should also be considered as the finished product." ”

"Thirteen Niang, what are you doing here? Tomorrow is Chinese New Year's Eve, do you still want to run outside? No way! No way! Yang couldn't help but interject.

"Mother, my daughter-in-law just told someone to do it, and she didn't have to go by herself."

"That's pretty much it."

(To be continued)