The slanting sun and sunset, who is free from lingering feelings in ancient and modern times?

The autumn wind, which was getting colder and colder in the evening, seemed to be hooked fingers, lifting the felt curtain of the mule cart without a ride, sending a chill into it.

The sunset Jin Hui is warm and beautiful, and it is clever and playful, taking advantage of the moment of the wind to roll the felt curtain, slip into the carriage and reflect the faces of the big and small people in the car.

Different from the embarrassing thoughts when they came, at this time, Yao Huan and Shao Qing were both happy to get some advice and inspiration from Su Song today.

They, one is a modern person, the other is a Liao person, in this glorious capital city of Kaifeng, they are all unspeakable fake identities.

On weekdays, the two of them are often confused in the crowd, and it seems that no matter how smooth the wind is on the surface, they are still lonely.

However, Su Song, Su Gong, a prime minister and a master with complete Song blood, like his own grandfather, received them in a simple but tranquil mansion, discussed interesting topics, chatted freely about a wide range of experiences, and of course, also expressed some feelings of "thinking about how I was in the past".

This kind of getting along brings a wonderful good feeling.

This is more powerful than Shao Qing rowing a bamboo raft to save people in the water, burning cypress leaves to cook soup and medicine to prevent the epidemic, or Yao Huan giving porridge to the people of Kaifeng after the disaster, which has a more powerful significance to soothe the spiritual world of the two of them.

Su Song is neither a powerful minister who is busy with Zhong Mingding's food, nor is he a poet who wishes to be drunk for a long time and never wake up.

He was a sage and a wise man.

The true sages and wise men who are close to a dynasty and an era can make people suddenly enlightened and give people deeper self-confidence.

When the mule cart was about to arrive at Fushunfang, Shao Qing leaned out and called the coachman to stop under the tree on the side of the road.

"Yao Niangzi, Ruzhou, I'll get off here. I have already paid the fare, you can sit back to Qingjiangfang. The resumption of classes for the children will be in these days, and Lu Gang will come to report it. ”

Yao Huan always felt that he should find something to express in three or two sentences, but suddenly felt that his heart was clear a moment ago, and it seemed that he was covered with a layer of mist that could not tell whether it was thick or light, and he could not grasp the clear theme.

"Sir, I'll want some beans."

That's all she could say.

Shao Qing smiled brightly: "Don't worry, lady, you pointed out the way to make money to the fans, and it was too late for them to be happy." Beans will be enough. It's not easy to have a steady stream of tea or spices. Go back, I'll let Ye Rou come and talk to you in detail. ”

Shao Qing got out of the car, walked to the mule cart again, and gently tapped the wooden frame at the end where Yao Huan was sitting.

Yao Huan opened the felt curtain.

Shao Qingwen said: "Congratulations to Mrs. Yao." ”

Yao Huan was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood what he meant.

She bit her lip, and somehow, plucked up the courage to say, "Mr. usually preaches and teaches Ruzhou to solve his doubts, and today he will also solve my doubts." I have heard people say that Mr. Cheng Yi of Luoxue said that starvation is a small matter, and a loss of festival is a big matter, and widows should no longer be ...... others."

This time it was Shao Qing's turn to be surprised, and he didn't wait for Yao Huan to finish speaking, so he interrupted: "Who told you that Cheng Zi said such a thing?" ”

Yes?

Yao Huan wondered, Cheng Yi didn't say this? Isn't this the target that later generations often mentioned when criticizing Cheng Zhu Lixue?

But seeing Shao Qing leave the car window, turn around and get into the car again, still sitting opposite Yao Huan and Ruzhou, and said solemnly: "Although I am still in white clothes, I think I have studied Mencius and Luo Xue, I have never heard Da Chengzi say this, although Mr. Xiao Chengzi is alive, I believe he will not say such absurd words." On the contrary, Mrs. Yao knew that Cheng Zi had a cousin, and after her husband passed away, Cheng Zi's father took the niece home and solemnly found a decent family for her. Cheng Zi also praised his father's righteous deeds, and thought that a woman as good as his cousin should remarry. ”

Yao Huan's eyes widened when he heard this.

As a modern person, she knows that "starvation is a small matter, and a loss of festival is a big matter", which was obtained from Zhu Xi's recitation of Cheng Yi's words. But Zhu Xi was born in the Southern Song Dynasty and was born more than 30 years later, how can this be questioned with Mr. Shao today.

No, Shao Qing continued to maintain a contemplative expression, and seemed to realize something after a while.

"I remembered that Cheng Zi did say that he was not undisciplined, but that did not refer to ordinary people, let alone women. The virgin husband mentioned by Mr. Cheng has nothing to do with marriage, but reflects the popularity of the five generations, the monarch is not the king, the minister is not the minister, and the literati doctor has no backbone. ”

Shao Qing explained like this, and Yao Huan suddenly realized.

Makes sense.

Although she failed in poetry, she vaguely remembered that when she was in college, her teacher interpreted how many poems of resentment were actually not about the concubine's deliberate and ruthless luck, but what she really wanted to express was the meaning of the unwilling literati's desire for the Son of Heaven and the powerful ministers to "look at me".

Alas, later generations used false rumors, or half a bucket of water to sway, or because of the needs of a certain ideology, they seized on the words that were out of moderation and did not lose their temper, and completely denied Cheng Zhu Lixue's dazzling and profound ideological achievements at the time of the Tang and Song Dynasty reforms.

There is no greater loss for the civilized world than this.

Yao Huan was dumbfounded, and his younger brother Ru Zhou, who was always watching with his eyes on his side, said in a childish voice at this time: "Sir, can my sister marry Fourth Uncle Zeng?" ”

It's really Geng Zhi's opening the door - Geng is home.

The matter has come to this point, and the bright words of the open skylight were blurted out by dolls like Ruzhou, and the two adults were calm.

Shao Qing's eyes were filled with a faint but clear smile of sincere relief.

He looked at Yao Huan and said: "Yao Niangzi, in my opinion, people's hearts are like the green beans of Fanshang, if they are not hot, they don't know the true taste." Even if firepower is used, the taste is different depending on the French style. The heart of the lady was true on the bank of the Bianhe River at the beginning, and now it is true if she wants to marry the son of Zengfu. Everything has a fate, and once fate comes, why hide? As for what others say, even if that person is Ercheng, or even Confucius and Meng, why be afraid? ”

"Sir has a point!" Yao Ruzhou said happily.

However, Ru Zhou was confused in his heart. Mr. Shao didn't seem to like my sister before?

Why didn't he come and stir things up?

On weekdays in private school, they sprinkle sand into my bowl, isn't it because they want to eat the glutinous rice pork belly lotus seed dumplings I brought, but I don't give it?

Shao Qing saw that the two sisters and brothers had complicated expressions, and they sighed with pity for a while.

How can my chest really be light and light.

But what he said in one go was indeed from the bottom of his heart.

The beauty of a gentleman's adulthood, he Shao Qing is also a seven-foot man, how can he abandon his style.

He then patted Ru Zhou's little shoulder and said with a smile: "Ru Zhou, on the day of the wedding banquet, you must come and call you, Mr. and me, go and have a drink." ”

After Shao Qing finished speaking, he got out of the car for the second time.

He remembered the grateful look that Yao Huan looked at him.

And Ru Zhou, the doll, showed him a non-perfunctory or strange smile for the first time.