A hot summer day is like an old locust tree holding up a shade umbrella, gone, the iron lock well is forbidden by the private circle, so that the old people miss the sweet well water, can not drink, the fairy tomb is less than a lot of cricket sound, a foot down to squeak the old porcelain mountain can no longer climb up, fortunately there is still a tree peach blossom in the peach leaf lane in the spring, deep red lovely, light red is also lovely.

There is a gathering in life, and there is a dispersion in the end, but fortunately there is a dispersion and a gathering.

Today, the old school is home to many returnees who have left their hometowns.

Li Huai, Lin Shouyi, Dong Shuijing, Shi Chunjia, before returning to the academy, made an appointment to return to the academy together today, and they didn't say much, just go over there to have a look and sit.

Dong Shuijing asked someone to find the county yahu room over there, took the key to help open the door, usually do not know Dong Shuijing's ability, do not know the name of Dong Bancheng, but Dong Shuijing sells glutinous rice wine, has long been exported to Dali Beijing, it is said that even the fairy ferry boat that is like birds and birds coming and going in the white clouds, will put this wine, this is a rolling source of wealth that everyone can see.

Four classmates and friends who used to study here, Li Huai and Dong Shuijing came all the way to carry water, and these things such as buckets and rags were all taken from Li Huai's ancestral house, and Shi Jiachun held the basket in his hand, and they were all packed inside. Lin Shouyi was the young master of a rich family back then, he didn't have to worry about clothes, he didn't have the opportunity to do these jobs, and he also wanted to carry water today, but Dong Shuijing smiled and said that the water draw place near Li Huai's house, I am more familiar with it.

So Lin Shouyi, who was empty-handed, chatted with Shi Chunjia, who was close to him, all the way.

Both of their families moved to the capital of Dali, Lin Shouyi's father was promoted to Beijing officials, but the Shi family was just rich, in the eyes of the local people in the capital, they were rich people from other places, and they were covered in mud. Shi Chunjia had some words, there were many people in the shop in Qilong Lane before, it was a joke, and it was not good to say much, only Lin Shouyi was there at this time, Shi Chunjia opened up sarcasm and complained about Lin Shouyi, saying that the family was bumping and bumping in the capital, and they couldn't find the temple after mentioning the pig's head, so they went to find Lin Shouyi's father, who didn't want to eat closed-door soup, but just went into the house and drank tea to reminisce about the old days, which is considered to be the end, Lin Shouyi's father made it clear that he was not willing to help.

Shi Chunjia married a wife, and she is no longer the carefree little girl with pigtails in her early years, but the reason why she is willing to talk about these things is that she is willing to treat Lin Shouyi as a friend. How the parents deal with each other, that is the matter of the fathers, Shi Chunjia left the school and the academy, and became a woman who teaches her husband and children, so she cherishes that period of Mongolian study more and more.

The words that can complain to people face to face are the reason why they don't complain from the bottom of their hearts.

Lin Shouyi didn't hide anything for his father and family, and said: "What kind of temperament is my father, and what is the situation of my family, you still don't know? Who dared to go to my house to play with my classmates back then? How dare she be to go to my house back then, how many times did you see her go to my house?"

Lin Jiamenfeng, in the early years in the town has always been very eccentric, not very like to talk to outsiders, Lin Shouyi's father, even more strange, in the supervision of the yamen to do things, refreshing and refreshing, is a person, returned home, taciturn, is a person, in the face of the concubine Lin Shouyi, almost harsh, and another person, that man gets along with almost anyone, is too clear everywhere, because of the ability to do things, in the supervision of the government office has an excellent reputation, and several supervisors are very good, so in addition to the praise of colleagues in the yamen, Lin Shouyi is the head of the family, or the father, it seems a little mean and unkind。

When I traveled to the Great Sui Academy, I sent a letter to Lin Shouyi, the content of which was always concise and to the point, as if settling accounts.

No matter how famous Lin Shouyi is now in the Great Sui Dynasty and the opposition, and even the officialdom of Dali has a great reputation, but that man has never seemed to have such a son, and he has never written to Lin Shouyi to go home when he is free.

Shi Chunjia remembered something and quipped: "Lin Shouyi, even a few of my friends have heard of you, how capable you are, the deeds can be spread to the capital of Dali, saying that you can definitely become a sage of the academy, even a gentleman dares to think about it, or a mountain immortal who has achieved cultivation, and his appearance is good......

Speaking of this, Shi Chunjia turned sideways and looked at Lin Shouyi, who was wearing a green shirt, "Yo, it's really handsome, I really couldn't see it before, I have a straight face, like a little master, it's not pleasant." ”

Lin Shouyi said: "This kind of thing, I have the ability to say it in front of Bian Wenmao. ”

Shi Chunjia smiled: "I didn't say that you are better looking than my husband." ”

Lin Shouyi shook his head and didn't say anything.

Shi Chunjia sighed a little, "At that time, the school will count you and Li Huai's books as the latest, and they are no different after a year, Li Huai doesn't like to turn books, and he is sleepy when he reads books, you are the most careful about turning books." ”

Lin Shouyi smiled and said, "Do you remember this kind of trivial matter?"

Shi Chunjia asked rhetorically: "If you don't remember this, what do you remember?"

Lin Shou nodded and said, "It's a good habit." ”

Lin Shouyi hesitated for a moment and said, "If there is something in the capital in the future, I will ask Bian Wenmao for help." ”

Shi Chunjia was stunned, then laughed, and stretched out his finger to point at Lin Shouyi, "Since you were a child, you have talked the least and thought the most. ”

Where does Lin Shouyi need to ask for Bian Wenmao?

This kind of thing that helps people take steps and build ladders is probably Lin Shouyi's unique gentleness and kindness.

At the school, Li Huai was cleaning and reciting aloud the beginning of a family motto article, "Wake up at dawn, sprinkle and sweep the court!"

Back in the day, every morning, Mr. Qi would start cleaning the school early, and these things were never done by himself, without the need for scholar Zhao Xuan to do it.

Dong Shuijing smiled and said, "Be clean inside and out." ”

Shi Chunjia wiped the table, raised the rag in his hand after hearing the words, and said, "Immediately faint, close the door." ”

Not far away, Lin Shouyi smiled and said, "I will check it myself." ”

Lin Shouyi carefully wiped the window railing, studying under the mountain, cultivating the Tao on the mountain, cultivating oneself and cultivating one's mind, isn't this the case?

Shi Chunjia's husband, Bian Wenmao, also returned to this Huaihuang County, the town belongs to the county government and the county government, Bian Wenmao voted for a post, and needed to visit Fu Yu, the guard of Baoxi County.

Fu Yu is also a son of a well-known family in the capital, the Bian family and the Fu family, some incense, all belong to the Dali Qingliu, but the Bian family is still much inferior to the Fu family. However, the Fu family does not have the surnames Cao and Yuan, and they do not belong to the surname of Shangzhuguo after all, Fu Yu was the secretary of Wu Yuan, the first county commander of Longquan, and he is very hidden.

After Longquan County was promoted to Longzhou, it had four counties of celadon, Baoxi, Sanjiang and incense, Yuan County Shou belonged to the celadon county chief who was promoted on the spot, and the other three counties were all from Beijing officials, and the Han clan had them, and Baoxi County was pocketed by Fu Yu.

Bian Wenmao was willing to post the Baoxi County Guard, but he did not dare to visit the Qingci County Yamen, which is the reason why the surname of Shangzhuguo is very powerful.

In fact, although Fu Yu is now the same rank as the grandson of the Yuan family, they are both county guards, but every time he goes to the state city to discuss matters, not to mention Fu Yu, it is the assassin Shi Wei Li, and it is not easy to face the Yuan county guard.

is not only Yuan Junshou's background, but also Yuan Junshou's own ethics and governance methods, which are the key.

Yu Lu and Xie Xie first went to the ancestral house of the Yuan family, and then rushed to the school and picked two seats that were unmanned.

Both of them were former students from the old mountain cliff academy in Dali, but they were not as close to Mr. Qi as Li Huai. They migrated here as the remnants of the Lu family, and only saw Cui Dongshan, but they did not meet Mr. Qi, who founded the Mountain Cliff Academy and the school in this small town.

Coincidentally, Song Jixin and the maidservant Zhigui are also revisiting the old place today, they did not go to the school class to sit down, Song Jixin was in the school except for Zhao Xuan, and they almost did not deal with Lin Shouyi, Song Jixin took Zhigui to the backyard, he sat on the side of the stone table, it was Mr. Qi who instructed him to play chess with Zhao Xuan, Zhigui stood outside the north chaimen as usual.

Song Jixin looked lonely and stretched out his hand to brush the table.

I don't know if Zhao Xuan, who finally lost to himself in chess, is still stable now that he is traveling to a foreign land.

Song Jixin turned his head and looked at the childish gui who was bending a willow branch when he had nothing to do.

She stood on her tiptoes and gently shook the branches.

Song Jixin looked at her side face that he never got tired of looking at and preferred, and he couldn't hate, unwilling, and reluctant.

She turned her head, as if she had completely forgotten the openness and honesty of that day, and became a servant girl who depended on Song Jixin for her life, let go of her hand, and said with a smile: "Childe, do you want to play chess?"

Song Jixin shook his head slightly.

In addition to Li Huai and Song Jixin, there are also two unexpected officialdom bigwigs.

The diligent and pragmatic Yuan Junshou, the unruly Cao Duzao.

None of them carried their subordinates, one was deliberately not carried, and the other was not at all.

In fact, these two peers, both of whom were born with the surname of Shangzhuguo, were once students of the Old Mountain Cliff Academy in Dali Capital.

However, similar to Yu Lu, the prince of the dead country, he has never seen Mr. Qi with his own eyes, let alone listened to Mr. Qi's teachings with his own ears.

Cao Duzao leaned against the window, and hung a vermilion wine gourd around his waist, which was an ordinary material, but how many years he came to the town, how many years did the small wine gourd accompany him, and it was bright and bright, and the pulp was lovely.

Seeing the county guard who took off his official robe and put on a green shirt, Cao Duzao was surprised: "Yuan County Shou is a busy man, every day the top is slipping and turning, his feet are not off the ground, his butt is not attached to the chair and stool, Lord Yuan himself is not dizzy, and everyone else seems to be drunk." This Huaihuang County round trip, how much business has to be delayed. ”

Yuan Junshou looked indifferent, "Talking to you is more delayed." ”

The two surnames of Dali Yuan Cao, now in the entire Aquarius, are the most famous surnames of Shangzhuguo, the reason is very simple, a continent territory, posted door gods, half of them are the ancestors of the two, the old porcelain mountain Confucian Temple in Huaihuang County, the immortal tomb Wu Temple, the two ancestors are also shaped into a golden body, to accompany the gods to enjoy the incense.

Cao Duzao took off the wine jug around his waist, took a sip, and squinted his eyes, as if every time he drank, it was a time for his life to be full.

Yuan Junshou stood upright, and the lazy Cao Duzao was the same heaven and earth, this Yuan disciple who had an excellent reputation in the officialdom of Dali, said: "I don't know if Yuan Duzao will sober up a little every time he goes out drunk and goes home, and sees the portrait of the ancestor on the door." ”

Cao Duzao is notoriously unshelf-like, addicted to alcohol, doesn't like to drink, just takes small sips and drinks slowly, so it seems that he is drinking all day long, and the road of life is the way to buy wine, stop halfway, and chat and fart with anyone.

Fortunately, the address is in the town of the kiln supervision office, is a clean yamen, regardless of heaven and earth, nominally under the direct jurisdiction of the Ministry of Rites, the capital officials have no right to intervene. In fact, whether the Ministry of Rites can manage the supervision of Longquan kiln affairs, everyone in the officialdom of Dali Capital is like a mirror in their hearts.

Cao Duzao specially told the adjutant that the performance evaluation of all officials and officials in the yamen should be written well or excellent.

If you get a good word, it would be great if you gave some good wine.

Last year was excellent, and if you don't give away some wine, this year it won't be great.

The officialdom rules of the Kiln Inspectorate are as simple as that, so that the officials, big and small, regardless of the clear and turbid current, must be stunned, and then happy, such an easy-to-deal chief official, it is difficult to find a lantern.

Cao Duzao himself didn't take the official hat seriously, and the people of the town saw that this young official was really not pretending to be approachable, so it was not the same thing.

Huang Erniang dared to laugh and scold him, moved to the state city of Liu Dayanzhuo and others, and also dared to call Cao Duzao a brother and sister at the wine table, returned to the state city, and when he saw people, he said that he was a good buddy with that Cao Duzao, and even those big children who wore open crotch pants liked to play with the idle Cao Duzao, if they complained to their father, most of them were useless, if they cried with their mothers, as long as the woman was spicy, they dared to pick up Cao Duzao's clothes.

Cao Duzao has already spoken the dialect of the town very authentically, and if he speaks in the official dialect of Dali with others, he will not be comfortable.

Cao Duzao squinted at his extremely familiar peers, and replied, "I don't know if Yuan Junshou, who abides by etiquette the most, will kneel and kowtow every time he sees the portrait of the door god." ”

If the two of them hadn't come to this town to experience, as the beginning of officialdom, the county guard Yuan Zhengding would never have spoken to the other party, and the superintendent Cao Gengxin would probably take the initiative to talk to Yuan Zhengding, but there was absolutely no way to say it so "tactfully".

Yuan Zhengding was silent for a moment, "If you are so unprofessional, will you have the face to go to that Qi'er Street in the future?"

Cao Gengxin shook the wine jug in his hand and said with a smile: "Walk with your face, Lord Yuan said this sentence very humorously." Next time in the capital, who dares to say that Lord Yuan's only fly in the ointment is that it is a little not funny, I bumped into it on the road, and there are two big mouths when I go up. ”

Yuan Zhengding continued to ask: "Do you remember Guan Yiran and Liu Xunmei? If I remember correctly, when I was a child, these two generals liked to mess around behind your ass. ”

Now although the rank of those two people is still not too high, they are enough to be on an equal footing with him Yuan Zhengding and Cao Gengxin, the key is the trend of officialdom later, as if those two generals have broken a big bottleneck.

That is the transformation of civil and military identity.

Cao Gengxin smiled and said, "Lord Yuan, since you don't know who I am, don't say words that you think you recognize me." ”

Yuan Zhengding pretended to be surprised, "Oh, dare to ask who you are?"

Cao Gengxin took a sip of wine, "When the drinking didn't arrive at the door, I was a Cao drunkard, and when the wine arrived, then I was Cao Da Jiuxian." ”

Yuan Zhengding smiled, "Sure enough, it's delayed." ”

Cao Gengxin shook his head and said: "I'm here to see Mr. Qi's descendants, especially to ask Brother Dong for some glutinous rice wine brewing that doesn't need to be credited, Lord Yuan is different, he came to find Wang Ye Pan's friendship, and he made a judgment, I stepped on the mud of the alley with dirty boots, and Lord Yuan is the bronze mirror on the high hanging door, high wind and bright festival, and upright." ”

Yuan Zhengding frowned and said, "Over the years, you have only learned to play tricks?"

Cao Gengxin asked rhetorically: "Then have you learned?"

Yuan Zhengding said in a deep voice: "It's not child's play!"

Cao Gengxin hung the small wine jug, clasped his hands into fists and begged for mercy: "Lord Yuan, as long as you rely on your ability, don't worry about me, a lazy thing, and not being motivated." ”

Yuan Zhengding sighed in his heart.

I don't like this person's style, it's very disliked, but deep down, Yuan Zhengding actually still hopes that this Cao disciple can be a little more attentive in the matter of career climbing.

Of course, Yuan Zhengding is mainly for himself.

Whether it is officialdom, the literary world, or the rivers and lakes, or the mountains.

The world is so weird, and all the people who watch the excitement like to have that rivalry and are willing to pay more attention. If anyone goes alone early and rides the dust, it is not a good thing.

The responsibilities of the Kiln Supervision Department are actually very large.

Yuan Zhengding was very envious.

One is to prevent thieves, and you can also catch thieves in person.

The four surnames of the town are ten clans, Song, Zhao, Lu, Li, Chen, Shi, etc., the supervision of the yamen has the power to supervise, this ostensibly only supervises the royal porcelain firing of the yamen, in fact, everything can be managed, Yang's shop, Beiyue Phiyun Mountain, Linlu Academy, Longquan Sword Sect, Luoluo Mountain, all the Xianjia mountains in the west of the town, Longweixi Chen's later school, the large and small Wenwu Temple of the state, county and county, the City God's Pavilion City God Temple, Tiefu River, including the various landscape gods, Chong, embroidery, Yuye Sanjiang, Red Candle Town, Fengjiang Officials, Big Surname Portal, Pure White Family, Cheap Nationality, even if the cultivator has that Taiping card, as long as Cao Duzao wants to investigate, then it can be checked, and the Ministry of Rites of the Dali Criminal Department will not and dare not be held accountable.

It's just that Cao Duzao, who was appointed by the first emperor, seems to have chosen to care about nothing.

Yuan Zhengding was both happy and worried, happy that the neighbors around him, the peers who would have been the sworn enemies of the Dali Temple in the future, were so unhelpful. What worries is the enterprising young emperor, seeing that this Cao Geng's heart is not pleasing to the eye, one day he can't bear it, and he won't even sell Cao's face, so he will simply replace him. In the future, after Yuan Zhengding was promoted to the assassin of Longzhou, he would become a member of the real power and the feudal officials, but he would become constrained. After all, the lessons of the previous car are vivid, and the new superintendent will definitely not be too easy to speak.

Not far from the school.

Standing Ma Kuxuan and the maidservant number.

There was eye contact with Cao Gengxin and Yuan Zhengding, but neither side had the intention of greeting.

It's never been a one-way street.

Ma Kuxuan said: "When my grandmother was alive, she liked to scold people very much, nothing more than scolding in front of her face, not daring to scold in front of her face, and scolding behind her back. Among the people I know, there are only three people who don't scold. Mr. Chi of the school, count it as one. My grandmother said that Mr. Qi is a really good person. ”

Ma Kuxuan pulled the corners of his mouth, wrapped his arms around his chest, leaned back, and leaned against a yellow mud wall, "In my hometown, I like to speak without blocking the door." ”

Ma Kuxuan smiled, and then said a strange sentence: "When the back deserves this." ”

I don't understand the dictionary at all, and it's probably a vernacular proverb.

The number dictionary only knows one thing, the town dialect, more flat tone, so there are no ups and downs.

Ma Kuxuan rarely had more hurtful words with her, but it was like an unprecedented family routine, and explained with a smile: "It means that listening to other people's words is like carrying a burden, and you can't afford to bear that weight." ”

A young man who walked out of the ancestral house in Mud Bottle Lane stopped for a long time when he passed by Chen Ping'an's ancestral house.

Gu Can originally planned to go directly to the state city, but after thinking about it, he still walked to the school.

And Niujiaoshan Ferry, a cross-continent ferry from the north of Laolongcheng to Beiju Luzhou, walked a tall man who returned to his hometown after leaving his hometown.

Ruan Xiu greeted with a smile: "Hello, Liu Xianyang." ”

Liu Xianyang walked briskly, smiling brightly, "Miss Ruan!"

Ruan Xiu nodded, threw over a sword card, and if he got this thing, he could travel far away in the Longzhou realm.

In fact, in a few years, Liu Xianyang should be the ancestor of the Longquan Sword Sect.

Liu Xianyang only lent the mellow Chen family of Nanpo Suozhou for 20 years.

Liu Xianyang took the sword card, said goodbye, and went directly to the ancestral house, and then to a grave near the dragon kiln, and finally returned to the town.

blocked the mouth of the mud bottle alley and beat Gu Can.

Gu Can didn't fight back.

A woman in red who was jumping on a grid above the sea of clouds also changed her mind, calculated the time, and did not go to Dali Capital, but took a detour back to her hometown.

When I looked down, she landed on the side of the school.

Ruan Xiu went to the New Year's shop in Qilong Lane, eating pastries all the way, and also went to the school.

As a result, the already lively school became more and more crowded.

Bian Wenmao left from the county guard's mansion, took a carriage to the street near the school, lifted the curtain, looked over there, and was surprised to find that Cao Duzao and Yuan Junshou were standing together.

Bian Wenmao weighed the pros and cons, since the two Shangzhu children were there, he didn't go to greet politely, so he put down the curtain of the carriage and reminded the coachman to move the carriage to another place.

As for the other people near the school, Bian Wenmao either knew him, had already dealt with him, or was a face-to-face student, so he didn't care.

Bian Wenmao just waited for Shi Chunjia to leave the elementary school, and then set off together to return to the capital of Dali.

A guy who looked like a weak scholar actually repented, and took the old brother Longbo, step by step, to wander around the town.

As a result, he was attracted by the "movement" on the side of the school, Liu Chicheng gritted his teeth and silently told himself that he was just going to take a look and not to cause trouble, it was a certain roadside yellow-mouthed child in this palm-sized place, who jumped up and slapped himself inexplicably, and he had to greet him with a smile!

So Liu Chicheng and that old brother Long Bo saw a scene.

On the other side of the school, it began to disperse at about the same time, so at a certain moment, everyone fell into the sight of the pedestrians on the other side of the street.

A woman in Tsing Yi with a ponytail, Ruan Xiu.

Li Bao vase wearing a red cotton jacket,

Li Huai, Lin Shouyi, Dong Shuijing.

Yu Lu, thank you.

Ma Kuxuan.

Song Jixin, Zhigui.

Liu Xianyang, Gu Can.

Those people more or less glanced at Liu Chicheng who was pestled on the side of the road.

Especially Gu Can, with a playful smile.

Liu Chicheng's scalp was numb, and he regretted his intestines, he shouldn't have come, he definitely shouldn't have come.

If there was no one around, he would have slapped Uncle Long's face with a fucking slap, and he was stupid, you don't know how to persuade him, how to be a close friend?

The realm of Chai Bofu is gone, and his vision is still there, but he is more hardened than Liu Chicheng, Lao Tzu is now a rotten life, just take it.

Liu Chicheng humbly begged for advice: "Brother Longbo, if you are begging for a living here, how many days can you live?"

Chai Bofu was speechless.

It's just that when those people are getting farther and farther away from the school, getting closer and closer to the main street.

Chai Bofu felt more and more suffocated.

Liu Chicheng stopped talking in his heart, and smiled with Brother Longbo: "Do you know, Chen Ping'an and I are best friends?!"

Chai Bofu thought for a while, nodded and said, "Me too." ”