Three days later, Zhao Wuji held a banquet at his home and invited the whole village and relatives and friends to drink his son's wedding wine. For 100 days, he feasted at home for friends and relatives and friends, and he was happy for three whole days.

When Zhao Chongyang came out of his life, his parents felt that he was extraordinary:

First, when he was born, he actually hung a shiny green jade pei around his neck, without any handwriting on it, and he couldn't see anything strange. This midwife has to pick up hundreds of children every year, and in the past few decades, there are no less than two or three thousand, but she has never seen a child born with jade on her body. "Could it be that this child is in heaven, what kind of heart is in the earth?" The midwife thought to herself. Mrs. Liu also thought that the piece of jade could be born with the child, and it would never be of great quality, so she instructed the midwife not to make a noise. Therefore, I asked my husband to give me a hush money of twenty taels of silver.

Second, three days later, when his parents bathed him for the first time, they found that he had seven moles on the center of his right foot, arranged in the shape of the Big Dipper. Mrs. Liu said to Zhao Wuji at that time: "Master, could it be that the words are going to come true?" "Maybe." Lord Zhao Zhuang replied noncommittally.

Because his parents were already mentally prepared, they sometimes showed some strange things in his upbringing that were difficult for others to understand, and they also thought it was normal......

Before Zhao Benchuan and Zhao Chongyang crossed, he was originally a doctoral student who graduated from the mechanical department of a key university, and worked as an engineer in a large state-owned enterprise for three years. An unexpected car accident made him travel to the end of the Northern Song Dynasty.

Since the age of three, the memory of Zhao Chongyang's previous life has slowly recovered, and there are sometimes surprising words. At the age of five, he entered a private school to start reading, learning new knowledge, and he mastered it faster than his seven or eight-year-old brothers, and he was the first to complete his homework every day.

One day at the end of the summer of the seventh year, I came to the school with a group of children, and the children were laughing in the school. The school is only separated by a wall from the courtyard of Mr. 's house, and on a peach tree in the courtyard, the fruit is abundant, the peach is bright red and lovely, and the fruit fragrance is attractive.

The children salivated when they saw the fresh peaches on the tree, and one child saw a drainage hole in the wall, so he tried to get through it, picked the peaches and began to eat them. The other children followed suit, and each picked a few and brought them to the classroom to eat.

After a while, the gentleman came back and saw the peach pits all over the ground, as well as the peach juice and pulp on the children's faces, and he was angry and funny. Everyone knows that they are at a loss, and it is inevitable to have a precept, so they sit on the seat one by one and bow their heads to get their clothes. The gentleman took out the yellow clay for writing and wrote a couplet on the blackboard:

Stealing peaches and drilling dog holes today, I don't know who it is?

Let the students say who is right, and the gentleman can avoid the punishment of everyone. The alumni all looked at a few older students who were doing well in their studies. I hope they can match the pair of the gentleman to exempt him from the punishment. Among the fourteen or fifteen-year-old seniors, two of them are usually more agile in their thinking, but this time they racked their brains and couldn't think of a satisfactory link. At this time, I saw Zhao Chongyang stand up and say to Mr. unhurriedly: "Sir, I have already come up with the next link." At this time, a student named Hu Taoshu, who was four or five years older than him in the neighboring village, sneered: "So many of our seniors haven't come up with it, you are a yellow-haired boy who has only just entered the school and doesn't know much literacy, you know what a pair is, don't be embarrassed there?" ”

Mr. said: "If you are ambitious, you are not old, and if you are stupid like you, you can't catch up with Chongyang for one year if you study for ten years." ”

"Why does Mr. favor one over the other, and grow Zhao Chongyang's ambition?" Hu Taoshu muttered unconvinced.

"It's not that I'm favoritism, you said that you are no less than six years older than Zhao Chongyang, which endorsement do you remember before him? When did you write an article faster than him? This time, when everyone can't do it, he is the only one who is on top, doesn't this mean that he is more intelligent than all of you? Mr. Chen Yongfu asked rhetorically.

"He just said it, he didn't say it." Hu Taoshu still held on to the luck mentality, hoping that Zhao Chongyang just wanted to grandstand, but he didn't come up with it.

"Mr. Report, if I go up and write out the couplet, then let Senior Hu admit that he is stupid in front of everyone, and if I can't write it or I don't do it neatly, I will admit that I am stupid in public."

The gentleman said, "Yes! That's it, whoever loses will say in public that they are stupid. In this way, Mr. Chen didn't care whether Hu Taoshu agreed or not, and agreed to Zhao Chongyang's proposal.

So Zhao Chongyang pretended to be old-fashioned, walked up to the podium, and wrote the following couplet on the blackboard:

It climbs Guibu Toad Palace every year, and there must be me!

"Good! Good! Good! "Mr. applauded, classmates applauded. The gentleman said happily: "Then we wish you a good year in the Toad Palace, and the title of the gold list." As soon as the gentleman was happy, he raised his thumbs again and again and praised: "Prodigy! Prodigy! Not only is it ingenious, but also novel, ambitious, and extraordinary! How is it, Wu Sheng, are you convinced? ”

"The disciple is convinced, compared to Senior Brother Zhao, the disciple is indeed a stupid talent." Hu Taoshu bowed his head and said.

Teacher Chen Yongfu said to Hu Sheng: "Although you study hard, but your understanding is poor, in the future, you will humbly ask this junior of yours for advice, don't rely on your old age, just be self-righteous." ”

"Yes, the disciple is taught."

This incident gave Hu Taoshu a great wake-up call, and from then on, he changed his boring habits, devoted himself to studying, and finally passed all the way with medium qualifications, and won the reputation of a third-class jinshi......

In the spring when he was eight years old, he took the children out for a hike and saw the happy chirping of frogs in the paddy fields, so he asked the students to compose a poem about frogs. Zhao Chongyang didn't have a suitable sentence for a while, so he remembered the poem "Song of the Frog" by the grandfather of the later generations, and chanted it in front of everyone: "Sitting alone on the dragon plate is like a tiger, and the spirit is raised under the green tree." If I don't speak first in the spring, which insect will dare to make a sound!? ”

For a while, he won the applause of his classmates. When the gentleman heard this, he praised it even more. Looking at him as a young man, the gentleman secretly thought in his heart: when this son grows up, he will never be a thing in the pool. It must be a hero who is "not a hit, but a blockbuster". I must educate him well so that he will become a generation of talents.

On this day, the shower began to clear, and a rainbow rose from the mountainside in the distance. Mr. took everyone outside to watch the rainbow. A few talented seniors couldn't help but be excited when they looked at the rainbow, and began to shake their heads and chant about the rainbow. One of the students, Xie Zhengyuan, chanted: "Who put a few colorful threads and hang them on the mountainside with clouds and rain." ”

When the gentleman heard this, he was not bad, and encouraged: "It's okay, please continue to follow." ”

Xie Zhengyuan stood there thinking for a long time, his face was red and his neck was thick, and there was no more follow-up.

The teacher looked at the disciples and asked, "Who can carry on the next sentence?" Everyone shook their heads with a look of sadness. Only Zhao Chongyang stepped forward and said to the teacher, "The disciple is willing to give it a try." ”

The teacher nodded in agreement, and everyone looked at him with deceptive eyes. I saw him calmly reciting: "If you want to cross the moat and level Hulu, build a long bridge in the blue sky!" ”

"Good! Good! Good! "Wonderful! Wonderful! …… Wonderful! ”

A series of praises came one after another, and Master Chen was also proud to have such an excellent disciple. He happily walked in the square, twisted his beard and said to his proud protégé: "Chongyang, I hope you will allow Wen Yunwu, ride the long wind, break the huge waves, and lead me to the Great Song Erlang to destroy Xia when you grow up, and protect the territory of thousands of miles from being trampled on by foreign races!" Hundreds of millions of people will not suffer from war. ”

Zhao Chongyang bowed to his master and replied solemnly: "The disciple must live up to the teachings of the master, and as long as he has the opportunity, he must realize his ambitions." Since then, the name of Zhao Chongyang, the young owner of Zhaojiazhuang, has become increasingly loud.

Chen Yongfu, who taught Zhao Chongyang, was originally a well-educated man, and he saw the Northern Song Dynasty Zhezong and Huizong dynasties, and the traitorous ministers were in charge. Scholars like Su University, such learned and capable upright people were degraded, and Di Qing, a famous general of the generation who conquered the Western Xia, was even more suspicious of the emperor and persecuted to death by a group of shameless civil officials.

In the Northern Song Dynasty, the emphasis was on literature and light on martial arts. There is Da Liao in the north and Western Xia in the west, which harass the border at any time and brings endless border troubles to the country. so that the people of the border are at war at any time. In recent years, the Jin people, who live between the white mountains and black waters, under the leadership of Wanyan Aguta, are constantly getting rid of the control of Daliao and slowly rising.

Chen Yongfu does not look down on military generals like ordinary literati, on the contrary, he believes that literati should be like Fan Zhongyan and Han Qi, who can appease the people and benefit one side in the local area. At the border pass, you can command the army to resist the enemy and protect the territory and the people. Therefore, he hopes that Zhao Chongyang will pay equal attention to civil and military affairs, and become a capable minister who governs the country and the country when he grows up.