The smoke and rain are misty, the bamboo branches are verdant, swaying slightly with the wind, the cuckoos are chirping outside, such as crying, the mountains are undulating, obscure and unknown.

Although Wang Heyao slept late last night, he still got up early after many years of work and rest habits.

Not only did I get up early, but I also did a lot of push-ups and sit-ups. If it weren't for the unfamiliar terrain and the rainy day, he would have gone out for a run.

When you open the door, the low earthen walls and thatched roofs come into view, the drizzle is like silk, the bamboo leaves are bright green, and the fresh air outside the house makes Wang Heyao feel refreshed.

Yes, he is already the king of this era.

"Daddy, Grandma, you are up too."

Seeing his parents busy in the front room, Wang and Yao greeted each other.

Once it has come, it is safe, and there is no need to remember the past.

"Yao'er, why don't you rest?"

The royal father stopped what he was doing, turned around, and said with concern.

"Daddy, you're going to ......"

Seeing his father dressed in sackcloth, Wang Heyao couldn't help but be stunned.

"Yao'er, today is a cold meal, and your father is going to go to your grandfather's grave. If you're weak, don't go. ”

The queen mother's coarse cloth garment, she flashed out from behind her father, she walked over, looked at her son's room, and there was a hint of surprise in her eyes.

In the past, my son never got up early, had a cowardly personality, and had a strange temper, but today it seems that he has changed as a person.

Not to mention the neatness of the room and bed, the futon was stacked squarely, like bricks.

It's also a big change.

"Mother, I'm fine. It's already much better! ”

Wang Heyao said with a smile, comforting his parents.

Cold food is the first major sacrificial festival of the Han people, 105 days after the winter solstice, one or two days before the Qingming Festival, fireworks are strictly prohibited during the festival, and only cold food is eaten. In the Tang Dynasty, in the form of a government decree, the tomb sweeping was fixed on the Cold Food Festival. The candles are passed in the Han Palace at dusk, and the light smoke flies into the house of the five marquis, and the people, the government, and the royal family will sacrifice and sweep the tomb on the day of the cold food, add soil and burn paper, in order to express sorrow and comfort the ancestors.

In the later generations where Wang Heyao lived, the materialistic economy and society, the pace is fast, who will eat cold food and then sacrifice, cold food Qingming is a day, the pros and cons are only known to future generations.

"Mother, aren't you going?"

Wang Heyao blurted out.

"You child, how can a woman go to the grave. There is a youth group on the table, you eat slowly and drink some water. ”

The Queen Mother laughed, her eyes sparkled, she picked up her coat and farm tools, and the Queen Father was about to go out with the basket.

Qingtuan is a special snack of Yuyao, cyan, mixed into glutinous rice flour with wormwood juice, and then wrapped in bean paste filling or lotus paste, not sweet or greasy, with a light but long fragrance, it is also a traditional snack eaten by Yuyao people in cold food and Qingming.

"Mother, where are you going?"

Wang Heyao blushed for a while. The countryside is vulgar, and it is ridiculous not to allow one's own daughter to go to the grave to worship!

"You child, of course my mother is going to work in the fields, otherwise what will we eat."

The Queen Mother said with a smile, turned her back, her eyes were red, and wiped a handful of tears.

My son was scared like this! I don't know, will there be any problems with the brain in the future? Can you still marry a wife, have children, and live a normal life?

"Mother, I'll go with you!"

The elegant and thin mother was going to do farm work, and Wang Heyao, who was a man, immediately became anxious.

At the beginning, he was an eight-pack ab and a straight man, how could he watch his mother suffer.

"There's not much work in the fields, weeding or anything. If you're feeling better, go and grave your grandfather. ”

The Queen Mother was happy. The son has been frail and sickly since he was a child, and he has always been industrious and indistinguishable, so it is rare to have this filial piety.

However, although his son is an adult, he is frail and sickly, and he follows him to the field, how strange it is, and he can't bear it.

Wang Heyao nodded helplessly, sighing at the greatness of his mother's love, and the queen mother beat him back to reality with a word.

"By the way, take care of your father, don't eat the grass next to the nest! Widow Liu in the neighboring village Xikou Village, and the Gu family lady in Dongmen Town, pay more attention! ”

The royal father's face immediately turned red.

Wang Heyao's eyes are wide open. It seems that my father is still a merry teacher.

However, his father is tall and mighty, elegant and handsome, more than Dehua, and has his own ability to attract bees and butterflies, no wonder those lonely women are crazy about it.

Eat the grass by the nest! The title of the old king next door is from this era?

"And you, Yao'er, you and that Zheng Ning, don't get too close! Stay at home for these two days and don't go anywhere! ”

The Queen Mother reminded the father and son to leave first. Seeing her turn back one step at a time, she was obviously not at ease with Wang Heyao father and son.

When he left the house and saw that there was no one left and right, the royal father's face turned red and he defended in a low voice.

"Don't listen to your mother's nonsense! Groundless! Groundless! ”

"Daddy, they're all men, understand!"

Wang Heyao smiled and expressed his understanding that his father had no silver three hundred taels here.

At this time, he had a little bit of a father-son feeling.

"Your mother, spend all day with those village fools, all the mouths are full of gold, and you are ruining your bones. I'm a dignified ......"

The royal father shook his head, stepped forward, his figure was straight, his movements were chic, he met the villagers, his attitude was modest, he was polite, and he was very personable.

Wang Heyao was secretly surprised. Looking at his father's upbringing, he doesn't look like an ordinary country teacher.

Cultivation is a thing, but it needs to be smashed out by culture and silver. Ordinary people, they can't eat enough, who still has the heart to worry about this.

"Daddy, what did you just say? What are you talking about?"

Thinking of what his father had just said, Wang Heyao asked curiously.

"Nothing. Slide carefully on the ground. ”

The royal father thoughtlessly diverted the topic.

"Wang Jialang, it's already good!"

"Master Wang, go to the grave! Wang Jialang, it looks like he is more energetic! ”

Seeing Wang Heyao's father and son, the villagers greeted each other, as if they were surprised by Wang Heyao's gentleness and politeness.

Wang Heyao smiled, harmless to people and animals, and looked at the countryside March with "low eaves and green grass on the stream".

Wildflowers are in full bloom, willow branches move with the wind, eyes are full of green, and a jade ribbon-like river flows slowly, dividing an ancient city into two halves, green mountains and green water, misty and rainy.

That must be the Yuyao City in everyone's mouth.

The mountain in the north must have been mentioned by my father, Longquan Mountain, the former residence of Wang Yangming. And the fog cover in the south is the famous Siming Mountain.

Unfortunately, he couldn't ask, otherwise his father would have thought he was a frightened fool and should be worried again.

The young women in the fields who were busy wearing hats and robes all straightened up and looked at the personable Wang and Yao father and son.

Wang Heyao smiled in response, and many women turned their heads with red faces. The royal father coughed, Wang Heyao came to his senses, quickly withdrew his smile and gaze, straightened his face forward, and did not squint.

However, the green fields, the blooming flowers, the birds flying in the sky, the beautiful maidens, the mellow wine, and the moving singing......

He loves all the good things in this world!

The few weeds on the grave were plucked out, and a handful of new soil was added to the grave, and a plate of apples and a plate of snacks were placed in front of the monument.

"Lord Taishan, you can rest in peace, I will take care of their mother and son."

The royal father squatted in front of the tomb of old Taishan, talking to himself, the drizzle fell on his face, tears were hazy, and he was extraordinarily religious.

Wang Heyao's heart was moved. I don't know who is mourning at his grave at this time?

It shouldn't be so fast, and his body may not have been found yet.

"Daddy, what kind of person is grandpa?"

Wang Heyao couldn't help but ask.

"Your grandfather, the best kind man in the world, has the best heart."

The royal father replied to his son's words, and his tone was full of sadness.

"When the world was in turmoil, Daddy went from the north to the south of the Yangtze River, and he died nine times in his life. Fortunately, your grandfather took you in and married your aunt to me. If it weren't for his old man, Daddy would have ...... Alas......"

The royal father sighed and said no more.

"Daddy, don't worry, grandpa will definitely bless us in heaven!"

Wang Heyao stood behind his father, comforting his father.

The grandfather is kind-hearted, regardless of status and status, the father's true feelings are revealed, and both parties are people who value love and righteousness.

"Yao'er, I want you to swear in front of your grandfather's grave that you will never gain fame and never enter the officialdom!"

The royal father wiped a handful of rain and tears from his face, suddenly stood up, and said solemnly to his son.

Wang Heyao was startled and couldn't help but stand up straight.

Seeing that his father's face was solemn and serious, it didn't seem to be a joke.

"Daddy, why is that?"

Wang Heyao was confused and asked in a low voice.

Could it be that my father has a knot in his heart, or is it ...... Anti-Qing Righteous Soldiers...... Remnants of the previous dynasty?

"Daddy has something unspeakable, you just say, do you agree?"

The royal father is categorical and decisive, which is completely different from the weak impression of "strict wife" in Wang Heyao's mind.

"Daddy, don't worry, I swear in front of my grandfather's grave, I promise you that I will never gain fame."

Imperial Examination Scholars, Bagu Wen, isn't that a joke?

With his attainments in the Four Books and Five Classics, it is strange to be able to lift up!

Xiucai, Disheng, Gongsheng, etc., are completely uninterested, completely unconfident, completely out of time, and it's too late to rebel!

"Don't let your grandmother know about this. I've quarreled with her many times about this, so don't make any trouble. ”

The royal father nodded slightly, looked at the misty and rainy distance, and muttered to himself, his eyes were confused, and he was fascinated.

"The carved fence and jade masonry should still be there, but Zhu Yan has changed ......"

"Daddy, what are you talking about? Is it Li Yu's word? ”

Wang Heyao was confused when he heard it, and his emotional father was really a ...... Remnants!

In terms of poetry, he is not only a lover, history and literature are his true love, but he is also an active participant, publishing some articles, participating in some competitions and so on, and never tired of it.

"Nothing, just whining."

The royal father waved his hand, depressed.

Wang Heyao nodded and did not ask.

With his father's age, at the end of the Ming Dynasty and the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, it should be his childhood or adolescence, who didn't have a bad past.

On the way back, passing by a piece of heaven and earth, I happened to see Zheng Ning's thin figure, worshipping at a grave.

"Daddy, if you have something, you are busy. I walk around alone and move around. ”

Wang Heyao didn't squint and said with concern.

"I'll tell you the truth, there are really some things in Daddy's Academy, so ...... Daddy goes first! ”

The royal father's eyes flickered, and there seemed to be some unknown secrets.

"Go ahead! Don't delay! ”

Wang Heyao waved his hand and watched his father's figure disappear into the smoke and rain.

The old Wang next door, Wang Heyao couldn't help but smile.

's father is the king next door, hasn't he become the king next door?