Looking south of Chang'an, it is the famous Qinling Mountains. Qinling is also known as Zhongnan Mountain.

After King Wu of Zhou destroyed the Shang, the remnants of the Yin Shang people, Boyi and Shuqi, thought that the princes were unkind, and they lived in seclusion in Shouyang Mountain in the Qinling Mountains without eating Zhou Su, and filled their hunger with pine needles and mountain springs. Zhongnan Mountain has become a sacred place for hermits throughout the ages.

About 600 years later, the Zhou royal family was in decline. Lao Tzu sent a letter to Guguan, left two volumes of "Dao" and "De" scriptures in Louguantai, and later people developed Taoism according to Lao Tzu's scriptures, and the Li Tang Dynasty respected Lao Tzu as the ancestor and advocated Taoism. Zhongnan Mountain has become a sacred place of Taoism. There are more and more secluded cultivators.

The Qinling Mountains are very large, and they are known as the eight hundred miles of Qinchuan.

The Rim River is just a small valley in the thousands of mountains and ravines of the South Mountain, located in the territory of Lantian, which is famous for its jade.

There is a separate industry here, which was originally owned by the famous poet Song Zhiwen when Empress Wu was in power. During the Kaiyuan period, it was owned by Wang Wei, who was famous for his young poetry and talent in Chang'an. After more than ten years of operation, there are many proud places, such as Wenxing Pavilion, Kanhu Pavilion, Zhuli Pavilion, Xinyiwu and other pleasant small scenes, which have become a good environment for Wang Wei and his friends to make tea and discuss Zen and play the piano.

An Lushan's 150,000 army rebelled against the Tang Dynasty and broke through Chang'an. When Xuanzong heard the wind and fled westward, he only brought the prince's sons and grandsons and some important civil and military ministers. With Wang Wei's rank, it is not among them. Therefore, An Lushan captured Chang'an, and Wang Wei became a prisoner of the rebels without accident. and was exiled to Luoyang for An Lushan Pseudo-Yan Dynasty to decorate the façade.

This incident also became a huge turning point in Wang Wei's life.

After all, he spent some time in the An Lushan puppet Yan regime. After Wang Wei was rescued, someone reported the incident to Su Zong, who should be those who are jealous of his poetic talent. Wang Wei was thrown into prison.

Fortunately, a poem he wrote when An Lushan was a pseudo-Yan in memory of the Li Tang Dynasty was circulated by the talented Pei Di, and his younger brother Wang Jin, who had been rehabilitated, was willing to atone for his brother's crimes, so he was pardoned and given a vacant position as a prince Zhongyun.

After a series of unfortunate encounters, Wang Wei became more and more attached to the Buddha and lived a half-hidden life. These also directly influenced his later poems and paintings, and he was revered as a poetic Buddha. Of course, that's an afterthought.

The swinger and the servant came to this Wang Wei's Rim River.

The night before, at the time of the night fast, he received a letter. The content of the letter is simple, but the whole thing, when you think about it, is very strange.

The letter was delivered to him by his father's close guard. My father had a guard of twenty men, and those twenty guards had been with my father almost older than his own age. As far back as he could remember, these men had never left his father's side more than fifty paces.

At the time, I was fiddling with a wooden bird in front of the bookcase.

A few days ago, when I was drinking in the winery, I met a carpenter who was repairing the palace in the Forbidden Palace, and these craftsmen belonged to one of the five eunuchs of the Nine Temples, and they were craftsmen for the royal family. The two drank in one place, and they were very speculative. And the craftsman gave him a wooden bird.

The craftsman said that the wooden bird was made of the leftovers of the temple pillar when his workmanship was boring, and it was not a tribute. It's just that the wooden bird has an embedded mechanism, and the rotating machine can fly a thousand steps away, which is also beyond the reach of the craftsmen next to it.

Childe tried, and what the craftsman said was true. Therefore, I never tired of playing late at night.

The guard went directly through the window into his study, presumably not through the main entrance, but into the mansion through the wall. The guard handed the letter to him, and he didn't say anything, just a few words of greeting, and then quickly retreated into the night and disappeared.

The letters were in the form of letters that my father often used, not in a wooden box with bamboo tubes, not in a wax pill collection. I don't know what kind of letter this is that makes the guard so mysterious.

Childe felt strange in his heart, pinched the letter in his hand, and never rushed to open it. First weighed the weight, and then played a few times. There is nothing suspicious.

After thinking about it, even if my father sent it to his confidant, it would be better to read the letter first. Childe immediately took out a small ivory dagger, picked up the sealing wax, and looked at the letter.

At a glance, the content of the letter is simple.

Wu'er. visited Gao Xianzhi and Bian Lingcheng to investigate the old affairs. There is no payment.

In addition, there is no information at all, and there is no mention of what content is being investigated, nor is it said that it is in a hurry, nor does it say what level of situation it has found. just said that he had visited the old things of these two people.

Yes, one of them has been dead for years. When a Tongguan fell, it was captured by the rebels. Whatever happens, it must be the old thing.

Just as he was looking at the contents of the letter, he suddenly saw a red stain in the place where the light was shining.

Turn it over, and it's obviously not a red stain. What was suddenly printed was the handsome seal of the generalissimo of the world's soldiers and horses. Today, the generalissimo of the soldiers and horses is the son of today's son, Li Jiao, the king of Guangping. And at the time of the war, the power under this handsome seal is not inferior to the jade seal of his emperor Laozi.

What kind of story is this? My father's letter was simple and ordinary, and I didn't see anything big going on. But behind this, he was stamped with the handsome seal of King Guangping, and he clearly told himself that this was a big errand.

Let it be. Thinking so, Childe put the letter away from the vault.

Gao Xianzhi and Bian Lingcheng are both figures who are more than 30 years older than themselves, and they are in the midst of war, and not many people know about the two of them.

However, he had already thought of someone, and perhaps he knew it, and made up his mind, so he went to sleep in peace.

The master and servant were not in a hurry, but they also rushed to the place where the Rim River was located at sunset.

Walk along the Rim River to a shallow and gentle place, where there is a flooded bridge, the big pebbles are hooped with iron bars to form three piers, the sea bowl thick elm wood is split in half to make the bridge deck, and the river flows close to the bridge plank.

Not far from crossing the bridge, a boulder in front of a hill is engraved with the words "Huazigang". Skirting the boulders, a path leads up the stream into a deep ravine. The two of them fell into the saddle and led their horses into the valley.

In the valley, the sunset is dappled and quiet. A cool breeze blows through people's hearts.

The most strange place, the bottom of the stream is a huge bluestone, the shallow stream is slow, stretching for more than 120 steps, there is no half of weeds, stone chips. The bluestone is cold, so that the shallow stream water has an infinite sense of coolness.

After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late in autumn.

The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring stone is upstream.

The bamboo noise returns to the Huannu, and the lotus moves the fishing boat.

Feel free to rest in spring, and the kings and grandchildren can stay.

Wang Laojushi's "Autumn Evening in the Mountain House" probably got it here. It's really easy to have the intention of being born in a place like this.

The entrance to Wang Weibeye was in a small open space, where the flowers and weeds were very dense. The trail is submerged into it, and at the end is a simple wooden gate. Two logs are set up separately as door posts, and several horizontal logs are erected at the second place, and a grass pavilion is supported in the herringbone shape. The wood door is made of peeled wattle strips, and the wood color gradually has a bit of dryness over time.

A bowl-sized iron bell was tied to the doorpost on the right, and a slender straw rope was tied to the lower end of the hammer.

The courtyard is very simple and simple.

To say that this Wang family is also a Hedong Wang family. It's just that Wang Wei was indifferent by nature, and later studied painting and poetry, and he was not contaminated with the extravagant ranger atmosphere that the children of the gate valve are accustomed to. After approaching Zen, he became more and more peaceful. Therefore, this manor has been in business for a long time, but it is only more simple and true, and there is no trace of gaudy vulgarity.

The two of them pulled their horses closer. The little servant saw the child's eyes and shook the slender straw rope. Startled, a gray squirrel slid down the post and swam into the grass. The sound of iron bells, long and clear, reverberated in the valley for a long time.

In response came an eleven or twelve-year-old boy with peach-shaped bangs. When the boy saw him, he was very happy. Because, whenever this son comes, there will be good wine, food, melons and fruits to enjoy. This is undoubtedly the best thing for a child.

The boy took the reins from Childe's hand, beckoned everyone to enter, and after settling the horses with the servant, he couldn't bear it anymore, and hurriedly took down the parcel cage brought by Childe.

At this time, you can already see a house near the lake, next to a boulder, engraved with the word "Luzhai". When you get closer, you can see a small ferry next to it. A flat boat is tied to the shore of the lake.

"The old layman is in the Bamboo Pavilion. Let's just go over there. The boy looked childish.

Childe nodded and got on board. Tell the servant to help the boy carry the boat together.

Lake, not big. It's just that there is no path to build a masonry around the lake, and wild trees grow wildly to press the lake.

The Bamboo Pavilion is a "pavilion", built of bamboo and wood, with a thatched roof, only enclosed on three sides, and the waterfront side sticks out of the lake, and is equipped with low railings. Because there are a lot of bamboos planted on both sides of the building, it is named Zhuli Pavilion.

When the bell rang, Wang Wei was lying on a Hu bed by the lake, with a century-old guqin in front of him. He didn't play the piano. It's autumn, and at dusk, the cool air in the mountains comes earlier, and everything is cold, and he is sad alone.

After he was reprimanded, fewer people came. When they come, the bell rings either friends or mountain people who come to deliver food and food. It's so late, it should be a friend. So he told the boy to pick it up.

It's dinner time.

The swinger pushed open the door and strode into the building. Without talking to the master, he first instructed the servant and the boy to take the cage package, which contained two exquisite bamboo food boxes, containing braised beef, roast lamb shank, stuffed hump, steamed ham, as well as Hu cakes and steamed buns bought in Xiaoxianju in the West Market; a bamboo cage containing horses * grapes, cantaloupe and other fruits; three skin bags containing wine from the Western Regions, these wines were particularly precious in the war era.

Gongzi instructed the servant and the boy to help, heat the cooked food, wash the melons and fruits and put them on the plate, and pour the wine for each other, and then beckoned Wang Wei to come and sit down.

"Brother Guo, it's still so bold!" Wang Wei let them handle it, looking very happy.

It turned out that this swinger's surname was Guo.

"Hahahaha, with the bold people and bold! brother, please use!". Childe said as he pointed to the food and wine on the table.

Wang Wei first looked at those grapes and cantaloupe, smiled and said, "These grapes and cantaloupe don't look like they were paid tribute from the Western Regions!"

"Hahahaha, of course not. These are the things that I asked Qibao to go in and steal when I passed by Bahe Garden! Now the rebellion has already spread all over Fanbang, and those Fanguo did not come to pay tribute last year, and this year's has not yet arrived, so I am afraid that they will not come. The emperor couldn't even eat the grapes that the Western Regions paid tribute to. ”

Bahe Garden is on the east bank of the Bahe River and is the property of the Li Tang Dynasty. Later, grapes, cantaloupe, pomegranates and other fruits of Fanbang were specially cultivated for the royal family. Although they are all farmers invited from the Western Regions, after all, the water and soil are different, and the fruits produced are much different in size and color, and the taste is also poor. Now that the war is raging, the guards of the Bahe Garden have all gone to the front line, leaving only a few old people. Therefore, the master and servant took advantage of the loophole.

"Hahahaha, that's what you, a swinger, do. It's because of you that you are called a swinger!" Wang Wei couldn't help but laugh after hearing this.

Neither of them is a person who is informal. Although Wang Wei is a layman, he can enjoy wine and meat. The servant and the boy were also in front of the desk, pouring wine for the two while eating. A few people ate and drank very happily.

After a few times of wine and meat, rain fell in the mountains. Gentle ripples can be seen where the lights shine on the lake.

What a joy it is here!, the son, surnamed Guo, thought. Chang'an City used to be just noisy, but now it is rebuilt, and it is much more noisy. A small valley has become a paradise.

"Huh, brother, has a new painting?" At this moment, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a painting on the wall, so he got up and paced in front of the painting with a wine glass.

In the painting, the snow is falling, and a person is lying in the middle hall.

The painting is "Yuan An Lying in the Snow", Yuan An was a famous man in the Eastern Han Dynasty, and his family was poor. In the middle of winter, it snowed heavily, and he was confined to his home. The visiting officials asked him why he didn't go out to beg for food. Yuan An said that if it snows heavily today, it will be difficult for everyone to have enough to eat, and they don't want to cause trouble to others. The official was noble and honorable.

As a result, Yuan An became an example of poverty and festival observance in the hearts of scholars throughout the ages. Many famous artists have painted "Yuan An Lying in the Snow" handed down.

Wang Wei also raised his glass and stood up, squinting at the son surnamed Guo.

The son, surnamed Guo, didn't take long to see the surprise in the painting. It turned out that there were two flourishing plantains in the painting. Plantains are originally Lingnan things, and they are verdant in the heavy snow in midwinter, which is not found in the world.

Childe couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart, and in an instant he clapped his hands and exclaimed, suddenly waking up, and exclaimed: "Wonderful." Fantastic. This plantain in the snow is wonderful!"

"Yes, Pei Xiu saw this painting a few days before you, and it is also called a plantain in the snow, but I forgot the frozen Yuan Xiaolian!" Wang Wei said and laughed.

Later, Wang Wei's "Yuan An Lying in the Snow" was really handed down to future generations under the name of "Banana in the Snow", and Yuan An became a supporting role.

The two of them fell back into their seats, and the wine was gone. Childe picked up the empty flask and poured it into the empty cups of the two of them. The two of them raised their glasses and drank bitterly.

Wang Wei was overjoyed in his heart, knowing that he really understood. There was a rare satisfaction on his face.