Wang Wei motioned to Xue Tong to buy some osmanthus fragrant cakes, honey kernel cakes, and half a catty of strawberries, and Xue Tong blessed the old temple again: "Old fairy, my son-in-law wants to borrow you to rest in this temple, please make it convenient." ”

The old temple said: "It's easy to say, son, please." ”

Wang Wei went up to the wooden building on the left side of the City God Temple, this wooden building she had heard Zhang Cao say, the year before last when the Lantern Festival Longshan put out the lantern, there were scoundrels with a good boy here to seduce good men, but at this time it was an empty building, Wang Wei ate a few pieces of osmanthus fragrant cake, leaned on the railing condescendingly looked at the direction of the turning of the mountain road, and thought: "I stand here, I can see the son of Xianggong up the mountain." ”

In the early morning, the mountain road is lonely, there are a few birds and finches jumping and pecking, the morning sun shines on, the blue and white stone steps, the craggy mountain rocks, the grass struggling out of the cracks in the stones, the feathered birds, and the scattered wildflowers...... The moonlight makes the scenery hazy into ink, but the sunlight makes all the colors come alive - Wang Wei smiled at all this, and did not deliberately reminisce, but a certain word, a certain action or demeanor that Zhang Yuan said last night will emerge spontaneously, making her heart full of happiness - it should be the beginning of the morning, the birds and sparrows on the mountain road suddenly flew up, someone went up the mountain, first two maids, holding a cloth bag, followed by a young couple who turned out of the corner of the mountain road, the man was dressed in green clothes, and the woman was light and elegant, and walked up the mountain with his hands. Very affectionate look, there are two healthy servants behind the couple, carrying food boxes - this line of six people went to the front of the City God Temple, the old temple Zhu is also warmly greeted, a healthy servant bought a small jar of rice wine from the old temple Zhu, said to rest in the temple, the old temple Zhu has forgotten that there is a young scholar in the first place, even if he didn't forget him, he didn't care, said: "It's good to say, the virtuous couple please." ”

Xue Tong, who was on the empty floor on the left, chewed honey kernel cake in his mouth and said vaguely: "Aunt Wei, someone has come up." ”

Wang Wei said: "No way, this mountain must be overcrowded today - remember, call me son." ”

The floor sounded, and a drooping maid came up first, and when she saw Wang Wei, she said "ah", and hurriedly turned around and said, "Miss, there is already someone." ”

Another handmaid then came up, glanced at Wang Wei's master and servant, and gave the maid who arrived first a look, and the maid was silent, the young couple walked up to the corridor, and the young woman with light makeup turned sideways and did not face Wang Wei, and the young man waved to Wang Wei, smiled with wide eyes, but did not speak, and took the young woman's hand and walked to the other end of the corridor - Wang Wei returned the salute, and was greatly surprised, she saw people very discerningly, and at first glance felt that this young man was a woman dressed as a man, and then looked at the posture of his walking, which was bound to his feet. Like her, she is wrapped in Yangzhou little feet, the big toe is not broken, and it has little impact on walking, but carefully observed, there are still some differences between the walking gait of Yangzhou small feet and those who are not wrapped - Wang Weixin said: "That young woman is indeed a young woman, with a touch of sorrow, it seems that she is a few years older than this young man who dresses as a man, this young man will not be more than twenty years old, these two people are quite similar in appearance, they should be sisters - sisters pretend to be a couple to visit the mountains, it is really strange!" ”

A servant brought two chairs, invited the pair of fake wind void phoenixes to sit, and then stood in the middle of the corridor with their hands crossed, using them as a meat screen to separate Wang Wei's sight.

The chair is in the temple, Xue Tong also went down and moved a chair to let Wang Wei sit, the chair in the temple is yellow sandalwood, very heavy, the two healthy servants saw that such a haired boy could move this chair upstairs, they were quite surprised, and saw that Wang Wei was extremely beautiful, and the two healthy servants turned their heads and said: "The scholar over there is also a woman dressed as a man, right?" ”

"It can't be a prostitute, right?"

"It's hard to say-"

Wang Wei's ears and eyes were clear, although the two healthy servants tried their best to keep their voices low, they were still heard by her, and they snorted coldly, and the two servants were immediately silent, pretending to look at the mountain scenery as if nothing happened.

Wang Weixin said: "What does it mean to 'also dress up as a man', so it seems that the young man is a girl." ”

I heard the young woman with light makeup at the end of the corridor whispering: "What if someone comes up later, I'm not used to too many people, or I'll go back first." ”

The young girl deliberately pretended to be rough and said, "What are you afraid of, there is a husband." ”

The young woman chuckled and whispered, "Don't go too far. ”

The young girl said, "Why, no one knows us." When he said this, his eyes glanced at Wang Wei, Wang Wei sat on the chair, like a man holding Erlang's legs, ten fingers interlocked on his knees, the young girl felt that Wang Wei's knee-hugging posture was very manly and elegant, so she also learned to set up Erlang's legs, the young woman glanced at her, and said: "The song 'Peach Blossom in the Rain' you made last night is not finished, and now it can be continued." ”

When Wang Wei heard that he was going to compose a poem, he was even more suspicious and listened quietly, and heard the young girl say: "I made four sentences last night - the cold wind penetrates the bleak clear, and the peach color is easy to tilt after the rain." The warbler's wet feather coat is merciful, and the moss flower shadow is heart-"

Wang Wei was taken aback, the peach blossom poem in the rain of the Qingjin girl is demure and elegant, the poetry is very high, the so-called poetry, refers to the quality of the poet, even if there is a lack of work, but the Gaohua atmosphere is not vulgar to compare, Wang Wei said: "What kind of person is this young girl, the age is similar to me, this poem is above me, Shanyin City is really a talented woman." ”

Listening to the young girl's chant for a long time, the last four sentences continued: "——The flying smoke is lost at the beginning of the furnace, and the new grass is wilted and the winding path." The clouds are already twilight, and the distant forest listens to the sound of falling spring. ”

Wang Wei couldn't help but praise: "Good poetry!" ”

The young girl turned her head to look, glared and smiled: "Brother Tai has won the award." ”

Hearing the light makeup young woman coughing lightly, it should be a warning to this young girl not to talk to others, and the young girl is also sitting upright, not looking at Wang Wei's side, Wang Wei said in her heart: "This girl should be a local, 'flying smoke covers the furnace peak', this furnace peak should refer to the incense burner peak of Huiji Mountain-" I thought that this young girl was so cute when she laughed, her eyes were wide open, and she looked curious--At three o'clock, someone went up the mountain one after another, with square scarves and shirts, in groups of three or five, talking and laughing loudly, high-spirited, passing in front of the City God Temple, Didn't say to rest, go to Penglai Gang, listen to the accent, Jinling, Hangzhou, Songjiang, Tongcheng are there, endless, quiet Longshan noisy - Wang Wei looked at the mountain road without taking his eyes off, looking forward to Zhang Yuan's figure appeared, at this time, the original endless stream of mountain scholars suddenly cut off, no one on the mountain road for a long time did not come up, Wang Wei knew that Zhang Yuan was coming, sure enough, in the laughter, the three brothers of the Zhang family turned the mountain road together, Zhang Cao on the left, Zhang Dai on the right, Zhang Yuan in the center of the original costumes, tall, gentle and elegant, While going up the mountain, she turned her head to talk to the people behind her - Wang Wei is good at observing words and feelings, she found that Zhang Yuan has a characteristic of talking to people, that is, he is extremely focused, he looks at each other gently, listens very carefully, and usually rarely interrupts and interjects, which will make the other party feel that Zhang Yuan values him very much, Zhang Yuan's Han Society can contact so many members and colleagues, Zhang Yuan's reputation is one of them, and more importantly, everyone who has good contact with Zhang Yuan will feel that Zhang Yuan is worthy of deep friendship - Wang Wei said in his heart: "Zhang Sheshou is very charming." Thinking like this, with a smile on her lips, she felt very proud, she leaned on the railing, showing half of her face between the pillars, watching Zhang Yuan step by step to the side of the City God Temple, looking forward to Zhang Yuan also buying some fruit and food from the old temple, she looked at Zhang Yuan a lot, the woman was really emotional - but Zhang Yuan only greeted the old temple Zhu, and walked without stopping, at this moment, Wang Wei saw Zhang Yuan looking up at the empty building on the left side of the City God Temple, Wang Wei's heart suddenly jumped up, thinking that Zhang Yuan would see her, but Zhang Yuan didn't find her, I didn't pay attention to this side at all, but I was looking at the young girl, nodded slightly to the girl, and then turned his head to talk to Zhang Cao - Wang Wei's heart sank, and then looked at the young girl at the end of the corridor, standing by the railing, looking at Zhang Yuan and his party walking by, not moving for a long time, and listening to the young woman say: "Don't look at it, you have already walked over, don't let others see you." ”

Wang Wei thought to herself: "Could it be that this young girl is Miss Shang, the fiancée of Jie Zi's father-in-law?" Well, it should be, Miss Shang's family is in Huiji, and she knows that Jie Zi Xiang Gong is going to meet the colleagues of the Han Society today, so she will wait in this City God Temple first, and Jie Zi Xiang Gong must know about this, so the two of them will look at each other, and the young woman should be Miss Shang's sister——"

Identifying that the young girl is Miss Shang, Wang Wei is a little lost in her heart, not presumptuous, in terms of appearance, this Miss Shang should be inferior to her, but her smile is very charming, it can be imagined that Jie Zi Xianggong must like Miss Shang's laughter very much, on talent learning, from Fang Cai's "Peach Blossom After the Rain" poem can be seen that Miss Shang is at least above her in poetry, such a comparison, she really has no advantage at all, and after entering the door of Dongzhang, how can she retain Zhang Yuan's favor?

The girl Wang Wei suffered from gains and losses, and kept looking at the young girl, downstairs on the mountain road hundreds of scholars and fish through the mountain she turned a blind eye, lost her soul and sat down for a long time, the sound of the floor, and someone came up, first two servants, and then an old gentleman in his early fifties, red face, high nose bridge helped an old Confucian in his early fifties and a bright forehead to come upstairs, this old Confucian's left leg was a few inches shorter than his right leg, and his left hand supported a short cane, and his walk was a little bumpy - Wang Wei was not in his mind, and he didn't see how this lame old Confucian came up the mountain, Standing up, just as Xue Tong was about to bring the chair to the old man to sit on, the young girl had already asked the servant to move her chair in front of the lame old man, and the old man said, "Thank you." He sat down.

Wang Wei asked Xue Tong to move the chair for the red-faced old gentleman to sit, Xue Tong said: "Son, you just sit, I'll go find a chair." He went downstairs with a cigarette, and after a while, he brought a pestle to the red-faced old gentleman - the red-faced old gentleman smiled at Xue Tong and said, "Thank you, little brother." He bowed his hand to Wang Wei and sat down on the pestle, which was short and the tall red-faced old gentleman sat a little funny.

The red-faced and high-nosed old gentleman spoke: "Brother Nangao, why don't you go to the top of Longshan to see Zhang Yuan?" ”

Wang Wei heard these two old gentry mention Zhang Yuan, his confused mind was withdrawn, and he listened to what these two people said, and saw that the young girl was also listening carefully - the lame old Confucian said: "Let's see what Zhang Yuan said, today is a large gathering of members of the Han Society, and he, the head of the club, always has to give a speech in public." ”

The red-faced gentleman said: "The momentum of the first gathering of this Han Society is really not small, and there are nearly 1,000 people from all over the world attending the meeting. ”

The lame old man said: "Last year, I knew that Zhang Yuan had great ambitions, but I didn't expect him to start implementing it so quickly, I want to see what he said to the members——"

The red-faced old gentleman smiled: "Brother Nangao really values Zhang Yuan so much, he came from afar to listen to a junior speech. ”

The lame old man said: "It's also Youchun, this Shanyin Mountain Road is beautiful." ”

Wang Wei thought: "Listening to these two people's temperament, they should be well-known Confucians, well, last year's Layue, Donglin, that is, when Jie Zi Xianggong returned to Shanyin from Jinling last winter, he visited these two people in Wuxi Donglin Academy, these two people appreciate Jie Zi Xianggong very much, who are these two people?" Now the person who is presiding over Donglin should be Mr. Jingyi Gao Panlong, this red-faced gentleman calls the lame old man Brother Nangao, who is Nangao? ”

Wang Weiduo communicated with Jiangnan celebrities, but he couldn't remember whose name was "Nangao" for a while, in addition to the name of the late Ming scholars could not be changed casually, there were a lot of changes to the word, and the number was changed casually, so it was not easy to know who this person was when he heard a number - at this moment, he suddenly heard a grand voice resounding through Longshan:

"Since ancient times, there have never been sages who have closed their doors and made their own sages, and since ancient times, sages have not been isolated and isolated—"

The people on the left floor of the city god all showed surprised looks, who could speak so loudly? Immediately, it was said that hundreds of people were talking in unison, who were these people talking to, Zhang Yuan, this is the opening remarks of Zhang Sheshou to the colleagues of the Han Society?

The lame old man who was sitting on the chair stood up, leaned on the railing of the building and looked up the mountain, listened attentively, the grand voice was like a howling wind, sweeping everything, at this time Longshan only heard this voice:

"——However, in today's world, the customs are not ancient, the gentry only talk about the wisdom of self-protection, the cloth clothes only seek to pass on the food to the princes, the idea of being an official in the court is not in the monarch's father, the local officials' thoughts are not in the people, the scholars are in the water and the forest, gathering to pay attention to the surname, to learn morality, the idea is not in the world, so act, even if he is beautiful, the gentleman is not despised also——"

The red-faced old gentleman slapped the railing of the building and praised: "This is a great good! ”

The loud voice said, "...... The spirit of a township can lead to a township, the spirit of a country can lead to a country, the spirit of the world can lead to the world, and the spirit of eternity can lead to eternal......"

Wang Wei's heart trembled, this is another Zhang Yuan, she doesn't understand Zhang Yuan, last night Zhang Yuan sat opposite her meditation room, shook hands and whispered, and at this time, listening to this huge roar, this acupuncture of the words of the current political affairs, Wang Wei knew that Zhang Yuan's heart was difficult to grasp, but because of this, Wang Wei felt that she liked Zhang Yuan more, this is the strange man in the world she admired and pursued - the vast voice said: "My Han Society also has a spirit - the rise and fall of the country, the husband is responsible - I wish my colleagues in the Han Society, cold wind and blood, wash the world." ”

"The rise and fall of the country is the responsibility of the husband-"

"Cold wind and blood, wash the world-"

The mighty roar echoed on the Dragon Mountain for a long time, and everyone spoke in unison, which would be extremely infectious, like hypnosis, and would be deeply imprinted in the hearts of all the beings present, and would have a long-term impact on them.

The lame old Confucian crutch knocked on the ground, looked excited, and said loudly: "Brother Jingyi, when you hear this Hanshe declaration, it's worth the trip, let's go see Zhang Yuan." Without help, he went downstairs with a cane, and the red-faced old gentleman followed with the two servants.

Only then did Wang Wei know that the red-faced old gentleman was the famous Mr. Jingyi Gao Panlong, but he heard the young girl say: "Gao Jingyi and Zou Nangao are all here!" ”

The young woman with light makeup asked, "Is it Gao Gu of Donglin and Zou of Donglin, one of the three gentlemen of Donglin?" ”

The young girl said: "Exactly, Mr. Zou broke his left leg when he was using the court cane, although it was renewed, but as soon as he got older, his muscles and bones contracted, and the injured leg was shortened, and he was lame, which is what Daddy said." ”

Wang Wei has been sitting quietly aside, at this time, after Gao Panlong and Zou Yuanbiao went down, the corridor was empty, and the voice of the young woman and the young woman with light makeup became louder, and the young woman with light makeup did not pretend to be a man's voice - the young woman with light makeup said: "These two people are the great Confucians in the world, Zhang Jiezi has the appreciation of the two of them, but there is no need to worry about affecting the career of the old man." ”

The young girl sighed: "Senior Brother Jie Zi said it very well, the rise and fall of the country is the responsibility of the husband, but many times the royal court does not like the responsibility of the husband, because since the husband is responsible, then it is natural to discuss the gains and losses of the government and the disadvantages of the times, and the people in power do not like it." ”

Wang Wei secretly praised this girl for her sensitivity, and suddenly remembered that she knew that Zhang Yuan's fiancée, Miss Shang, was raised by her brother and sister-in-law, but this young girl mentioned "Daddy" and called Zhang Yuan "Senior Brother Jiezi", so it should not be Miss Shang, neither Miss Shang, so who is this young girl?

Thinking of Zhang Yuan's affection for the young girl when he passed under the Chenghuang Temple, Wang Wei felt cold, for Miss Shang, she only had envy and did not dare to compete, but for this talented young girl, she had a strong jealousy, and there was a faint feeling that Zhang Yuan had let her down - Wang Wei stood up and told Xue Tong to move the chair down, she walked to the corridor by herself, and said to the young girl: "Brother Tai talent, I am respectful, I want to ask my brother Taizun's surname?" ”

The young woman and the young woman with light makeup were surprised, the two of them saw Wang Wei's delicate appearance and delicate voice, obviously she was also a woman dressed as a man, and the young girl also said politely: "My surname is Wang, and my brother's surname is Taigui?" Where is the fairy town? ”

Wang Wei was stunned and said, "I also have the surname Wang." ”

The young woman and the young woman with light makeup looked at each other, the young woman pulled the girl's sleeve, and the young girl smiled and said: "Coincidence, coincidence, brother's go." ”

Wang Wei went downstairs, silently walked down the mountain, without the loud voice, Longshan was still quiet, walked to the corner of the mountain road, Wang Wei looked back, the two women on the left floor of the City God Temple were still looking at her by the railing, the young girl saw her turn back, and waved at her, she also waved her hand, while turning down the mountain road, thinking: "This girl's surname is Wang, by the way, Wang Siren, the teacher of Jie Zi Xianggong, is the auditor, this girl is also called 'Jie Zi Senior Brother', is it Wang Siren's daughter?" ”

Wang Wei, the girl when she went down the mountain, was not as cheerful as when she went up the mountain, and she felt troubled by the word love

(To be continued)