The twenty-seventh round of the gift of the weak crown in the spring snow

Gently push the window sash, and a piece of silver in the courtyard comes into view. Snow, like cotton wool, dances down the courtyard, passes through the garden trees, and the plum blossoms are draped into snow clothes, and the peach blossoms are dotted with white clothes.

"Ah, it's snowing," Zhixi smiled happily in her heart: "It's beautiful." ”

"Zhixi, you go to Huayuezhai, ask if you are still going? If you go, you have to do it for me, and my legs and feet will not be good on this snowy day. It's the season, and it's snowing. The mother-in-law in the next house, before she got up, shouted to Zhixi in this room: "Go quickly, don't make a mistake." ”

"Oh, I know, mother-in-law," Zhixi stepped on her green cloth boots, pushed open the door, and walked towards the courtyard. Stepping on the snow, making a 'creaking' and 'creaking' sound, Zhixi listened to the sound of the snow, and her steps became lighter and lighter, for fear of stepping on the snow.

Passing through the winding snow path between the courts, Zhixi occasionally flicked the flower branches that stretched in front of her, only a gentle dust, the snow shook off from the flowers, like a beautiful white elf in the world, Zhixi smiled slightly, looked at the snow clothes among the flowers, and said with a smile: "Are you going to grab the spring with the flowers?" ”

"Girl, you can build a snowman today!" A little snow-sweeping guy in front of him, while tossing the broom in his hand, smiled and said to Zhixi, who was admiring the flowers and snow across the tree. The little guy was thin and tall, and he smiled very well.

"That's good," Zhixi smiled and approached, seeing that it was an unknown little brother, so she stopped talking and walked straight forward, thinking: "If I were a child, I would have to pile snow, but I have grown up." ”

Zhixi arrived at Huayuezhai, the old lady was sitting in front of the bronze mirror, and the personal maid Ye Nu was serving and combing her hair, and Zhixi gave a salute, so she asked: "Grandmother, are you still going to Qiwu Village today?" ”

"I want to go," the old lady said slowly, "The master of Qi Wu's virtual room has already said many days ago that he will hold a crown ceremony in the virtual room on the fifth day of the first month of February, and Mo'er is also on the list this year, and your uncle and aunt in the big room will also go." And since thou hast come early, go to their chamber and urge, lest thou miss the hour. ”

"Well, Zhixi will go," Jing Zhixi Shili exited the house, out of Huayuezhai, along a small stone path, through the two moon gates, to the uncle's house's 'Pinyu Zhai', uncle likes jade, the courtyard enters the shadow wall of the door, is the West Lake stone, carved is the scene of the moon in the three pools, at this moment, covered by the falling snow, there is a little bit of broken bridge and remnant snow charm.

After the first entrance to the door, it is a strange stone Lang Yuan, the partial path of the courtyard, is a slight slope, a small stone step up the steps, in order to take the artistic conception: the rise is high, but the master can only walk. Zhixi had never been to her uncle's courtyard before, thinking that it was the same as Huayuezhai, and the deviation was taken by a slave, so she went up the stone steps, and as soon as she stepped on the second stone step, she heard a voice roaring towards her:

"What minion who doesn't have long eyes dares to take this road?"

Zhixi looked up in surprise and saw that it was Zhao Mengmo, because she didn't know that she had made a mistake, she was suddenly yelled at again, she was a little stunned, she couldn't react for a while, she just stood there. Zhao Mengmo saw clearly at this time that it was Jing Zhixi, and the snowflakes fell on her cloak, reflecting her beautifully, and she couldn't help but turn her anger into joy: "Zhixi, it turned out to be you." ”

"I've never been here, uncle's rules, or are they're different? The deviation was taken by the master. Zhixi reacted, stepped back, and stepped down the steps.

"It's nothing," Zhao Mengmo came over, "You are my cousin, you can also go." He was followed by his parents and two servants.

Zhao Mengmo's mother, Zhixi's aunt, walked over, if she didn't see Zhixi, and asked, "Mo'er, why don't you leave?" Don't miss the time, first go to Huayue Zhai, give my grandmother morning province, and then go to Qiwu together. ”

Zhixi hurriedly gave a gift to her aunt and asked 'Good morning, aunt,' and then her aunt turned her eyes to look at her, put on a shallow smile, and said, "Hey, Zhixi, this girl, is out of place now, so good." ”

"My grandmother asked me to invite my uncle and aunt." Zhixi saw that her uncle also rushed over from behind Zhao Mengmo, so she hurriedly saluted again. Waiting for the group to come down from the high place carefully, and passing her as if nothing happened, she followed the last little maid and went back to Huayuezhai.

The Zhao family is one of the few people in the village who can set up a carriage, and the old servant Mu Lao Dad prepared the car early, waiting at the gate of Huayuezhai, waiting for Zhao Mengmo, the grandson of the main family, to come out, but seeing that he 'amber is worn on the waist, and the dragon incense is put into the scarf', a dress that does not lose the dress of the son of a big family in the city, walking in the front, and everyone else is accompanying him today, he naturally stands in the head and gets on the car first. Then he stretched out his hand and pulled the old lady, the old lady stepped on the horse stone at the door, climbed his hand, and got into the car, Rumo's parents also got into the car, and the car squeaked towards Qi Wu in the chattering snow.

Uchigo. Ancient woods. Void room.

Su Fei, the son of the Su family in Gouyu Village, Lu Qin, the second son of the Lu family in Qimai Village, Fan Ji in Liangyu Village, Chen Yan in Tiaogu Village, and of course, Wu Ming in Qiwu Village, together with their families, have long been waiting in the void, and the outdoor snow scene is very beautiful.

Frolicking, chasing, slipping, and getting up again, in the artistic conception of the fairy world piled up with snow, they played happily, making the parents in the room shake their heads and laugh at each other: "Where is this like a crown, it is simply a child who has not grown up." "A child, after all, is a child, just play for a while."

Zhao Mengmo came late, still came in a carriage, lifted the front curtain, and two little maids, two maids and Zhixi, came down one after another, stood under the car, and raised their hands to lead the owner of the car to get out of the car one by one.

Several teenagers stopped the snowball thrown in their hands, looked at Zhixi who walked down, red cloak, plain clothes, elegant and dusty, and saw her raise her hand, waiting to lead Zhao Mengmo out of the car, and couldn't help but feel a little jealous in her heart:

"Zhao Mengmo, this kid, is really a blessing," Fan Ji Fan Wenqing said sourly.

"Secretly thinking about what Yurong looks like, a branch of spring snow frozen plum blossoms" Lu Qinlu said late, "If it is a plum blossom fairy, I can also believe it." ”

"The snow is too late in spring, so the trees in the garden are used as flying flowers" Chen Yan and Chen Zigui also compared Zhixi to the snow spirit. When he turned back to see Wu Ming Wu Gucuo, he saw that he had already run to Zhixi's side.

When Zhao Mengmo was about to put his hand on Jing Zhixi's hand, Wu Gucuo grabbed his hand and pulled it off the carriage unceremoniously. Although Zhao Mengmo got out of the car, he was stumbled by his bones.

"A dignified man, can't you stand on your own feet, and let the woman help you?" Gu Mistake said to Zhao Mengmo, turned around and asked Jing Zhixi, who was empty, "Didn't you tell me that 'men and women don't kiss each other', why now, if you change someone, you won't talk about it?" ”

Zhixi was asked by him, inexplicably embarrassed, put down her hand, and the two maids next to her were busy leading the old lady behind and the two old ladies in the big house.

"You know what, this is called humility!" Zhao Mengmo was inexplicably embarrassed by the bones, and said disdainfully: "You Pengmen Burrow, you don't know anything. ”

"What is not humble?!" Fan Wenqing came up and smashed a snowball on Zhao Mengmo, and said with a smile: "Come and have a snowball fight!" ”

Zhao Mengmo was cold white, gathered a snowball from the ground, and was about to throw, but heard the master ring the bell: "Void room, class!" And all the sons ran to the chamber.

"Master, can't you wait for me to vote before shouting?" Zhao Mengmo pouted and complained, so he had to smash the snow to the ground again, and Fan Wenqing returned to him with a grim smile: "Who wants you to come late, this is the punishment for us to wait for you!" ”

The crowd sat still.

"Zhao Mengmo, since the sun rises three poles, how can you see a sage? The Master said, "You should be punished!" Get up and recite the Book of Rites and the eighteenth Book of Learning. I can't carry it, and I don't give a courtesy. ”

The master is really pedantic, and in the face of so many parents, he should be punished according to the punishment and meticulous.

"Wu Gucuo is the last one to enter the void room, why don't you punish him?" Zhao Mengmo has no ink on his chest and has nothing to learn, so he can't do it, so he has to use the wrong bone as a shield.

"Guoxue thinks about the constitution and seeks kindness, which is enough to hear, not enough to move the public... The jade is not cut, and it is not made; People don't learn, they don't know..."Gu Wrong stood up and said nothing.

The other disciples all snickered. Next to him, Su Zijie pulled Zhao Mengmo's shirt: "Your head is still not carved, even the master knows that he doesn't need to endorse to punish Wu Ming, and reading has always been difficult for him." He reads and reads so that he is superb, and the master may not be able to compare. ”

"Su Zijie!" The Master said, "Whisper, stand up!" Penalize! ”

The other three sat and continued to snicker.

"Lu Wanyu! Chen Zigui! Fan Wenqing! Void room snickering! Stand and punish! ”

A room full of people stood up and listened to the admonition. The parents sat there, silent, and did not dare to come out, and said in their hearts: "This master, I heard that I was ecstatic, but when I saw it today, he was a powerful man!" ”

"The ancient teachings have a school, the party has a school, the art is orderly, and the state has learning." Wu Fuzi admonished with a glance: "We are ten miles in the countryside, I am alone, and I have replaced the order of the family school, looking forward to your success, you are good, hee-hee-ha, there is no positive shape." Anyway, after today's ceremony, after the weak crown, you can also stand up to the sky and become a man in charge of your own affairs, and you don't have to listen to my admonition again. All of you are out of the line, salute up! ”

Punished, punished, punished as a courtesy.

The six sons to be crowned, under the guidance of their father, brother and master, entered the ancestral hall behind the ancient tree, and offered sacrifices to heaven and earth and ancestors in the spring snow, and then the master crowned them three times in turn:

At the beginning, the cloth crown made of black linen material indicates that the crowned person has become an adult and has all the responsibilities and rights that an adult should have;

Second, the leather cloth made of white deer skin means that the territory of Sheji can be defended from now on;

The three red and black plain crowns indicate that they can participate in the sacrificial ceremony from now on.

After the three crowns were completed, the master set up a banquet protocol in the virtual room, which was called a banquet, but it was only a few plates of snacks and a few cups of bitter tea. Gu Cuo also deliberately took out his Jiaowei piano and played a song "Guangling San" for everyone.

After the protocol, the crowned person visits his mother, and then the master reads out the "word", which means that he has his dignity in society in the future, but listens to the master:

"Words, I put it on the five notes for you a few days ago, I don't know if you have any objections?"

"If there is any objection, they are illiterate." Su Zijie interjected: "Besides, we've been calling for so many days?!" It's all cooked, wouldn't it be awkward to change it again. ”

"It's not big, it's not small!" Su Zijie's father scolded him: "When the master speaks, you talk a lot." ”

"So, my name is 'Zijie'" Su Zijie sold in front of his father, and everyone laughed.

"I can't bear to be 'living in the clouds, and dying in ambiguity'... The former is the reason why the husband is born, and the latter is not in vain! Old Master Wu motioned for everyone to be quiet, shook his head and said. When the parents of the villagers heard this, they all looked at each other.

Wu Gucuo took advantage of the uproar of the crowd, pulled the sleeve of the master, and said, "Can't you say something 'human'?" Didn't look at it and they didn't understand."

"You don't need to be a demon, teach me how to be a person!" The master was disdainful and threw off his sleeves.

"People, you must live more clearly, so as not to live this life in vain!" Wu Gu explained it to everyone for his father, and everyone bowed.

"It's shallow on paper, and I never know that I have to do it." Ignoring everyone's reactions, the master said to himself as if he were reciting a book: "I have finished teaching everything I can teach, and from tomorrow onwards, you don't have to come to the Ancient Wood Shade Room again." If you still have the heart to do learning, go to the capital to open your eyes and enter Beijing to take the exam. Maybe you can also enter the National Academy and become a Hanlin monk. ”

After the ceremony. Dispersed. Snow stops.

The sons of several classmates with weak crowns were reluctant to give up, and they played in Taohuawu again.

"Scattering salt in the air can be imitated, if the catkins are raised by the wind" Gu Cuo raised a handful of snow and sprinkled it into the air, Zhixi also held his hands, took the scattered snowflakes back, watched them melt in the palm of his hand, the smile on his face, drunk peach blossoms.

"Build a snowman, okay?" Inviting each other, Zhixi opened her mouth and laughed: "Okay! ”

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