The summer solstice, the summer is scattered, the autumn is strong, the heaven and the earth are solemn, the moon is winding, and the cicadas are hissing.

Time passes, the seasons change, and the Mon Mansion is still the same.

On this day, Meng Ran went out of the courtyard, the wind rose, there were ginkgo biloba leaves, the clouds dispersed, and the light of the sun shone on the earth. Meng Ran sniffed the refreshing air, bathed in the cool breeze, and felt that everything was beautiful. It's just the itchy nasal cavity and watery eyes that spoil the scenery and make people a little annoyed.

Walking out of the door, the pedestrians on the road have changed their costumes and added clothes, and they already look like autumn. As everyone knows, the summer has only been a few days. The autumn tiger is already in its twilight years, and can no longer show its teeth and claws, so it has to find a deep mountain cave and wait for death to come.

The heat stops, and the killing spirit is raised. The grass and trees slowly began to wither and wither, and the leaves gradually danced.

And Meng Ran also slowly walked out of his sad mood.

Perhaps, time is the best healing medicine, only time can erase the pain in people's hearts, in order to soothe the pain in people's hearts.

Time seems to smooth everything.

On the first day of the ninth month, a new Mr. Xixi came to the Meng Mansion to continue teaching the Confucian classics of Meng Ran. In this regard, Meng Ran did not object, but he never accepted it wholeheartedly.

Mr.'s surname is Zhang, and it is said that he is a distant relative of Zhang's Mansion who has signed a marriage contract, and an old local talent who has been taking the exam for more than ten years, but he has not been successful. Therefore, he gave up the exam and became Mr. Enlightenment in Lin'an.

When we met for the first time, Mr. Zhang politely asked: "Young Master Meng Ran, how much have you learned from the Three Character Classic, the Thousand Character Text, the Hundred Family Names, the Analects, Mencius, the University, and the Mean?"

Meng Ran replied respectfully: "Mr. Hui, "Three Character Classic", "Thousand Character Text", "Hundred Family Names", and "Analects" have all been studied, and "Mencius", "University", and "The Mean" have not yet begun to be studied. ”

"Okay, then let's start with Mencius. Mr. Zhang made a decision. Now let's start learning the origin of Mencius. ”

Mencius is a book that records the words and deeds of Mencius and his students. Mencius's name Ke, the word Ziyu, the middle of the Warring States period, not far from Confucius's hometown Qufu. He is a famous thinker, politician, educator, inheritor of Confucius, and an important representative of Confucianism.

Mencius's birth was about a hundred years after the death of Confucius. There are very few stories about his life experience, "Han Shi Biography" contains stories such as his mother's "broken weaving", and "The Biography of the Daughters" contains stories such as his mother's "three moves" and "going to Qi", which shows that he benefited a lot from his mother's education. According to the Biography of the Daughters of the Lie and Zhao Qi's Inscription of Mencius, Mencius was taught by Confucius's grandson, Zisi. But chronologically, it doesn't seem credible. The Biography of Mencius says that he was "a man of karma", which is possible. Whether it was influenced by Zisi or not, Mencius's doctrine was influenced by Zisi. Therefore, Xunzi listed Zisi and Mencius as a school, which was later called the Simeng school in Confucianism.

Like Confucius, Mencius also led his students on a tour of Wei, Qi, Song, Lu, Teng, and Xue, and once served as a guest secretary to King Xuan of Qi. Because his political ideas were not reused like Confucius's, he returned to his hometown to gather disciples to give lectures and write books with his student Wan Zhang and others.

The middle period of the Warring States period in which Mencius lived was more chaotic and the society was more turbulent than the late Spring and Autumn period in which Confucius lived. At the same time, the mind is also more active, just in the era of "a hundred schools of thought". Therefore, on the one hand, Mencius inherited Confucius's political and educational thoughts, and on the other hand, he developed and formed his own political and academic thoughts. At the same time, in the fierce confrontation with Mohist, Legalist and other schools, Mencius maintained the theory of Confucianism, and also established his important position in Confucianism, becoming the authentic Confucianism second only to Confucius. With the continuous improvement of Confucianism's status, Confucius was revered as a "sage of literature", and Mencius was also known as a "sub-sage".

Speaking of this, Mr. Zhang held the ring ruler in his hand and said solemnly: "Therefore, you must study Confucianism hard, and don't be lazy and playful." ”

Meng Ran respectfully said yes.

In this way, as the days passed, Meng Ran's studies increased day by day, but fortunately, Meng Ran was talented, worked hard, and completed his homework very well. In addition to the Confucian classics, the study of qin, chess, calligraphy and painting has also made progress, which has been unanimously appreciated by the gentlemen.

In mid-October, the winter solstice is established.

The beautiful leaves of the ginkgo trees in the courtyard had already been blown away by the cold wind and scattered into mud, and the northwest wind was getting colder and colder, probably in winter.

After a heavy rain, the miserable white and cold sun hangs above the nine heavens, the long-lost sun shines through the thick clouds on the earth, if there is a heavy snow at this time, maybe it will be very appropriate, just as the poem writes, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting, then the whole world will be a snow white.

In the winter and March when the spring is sleepy, the autumn is lacking, the summer is napping, and the winter and March are unable to wake up, what the predecessors said is always so reasonable. Recently, Meng Ran has always been full of tiredness, I don't know if it is because of the weakness caused by studying too hard, or because of the tiredness caused by the season, I can't tell the difference stupidly. I always feel that I can sleep until I am old, but I always wake up on time every morning.

The temperature is low, Meng Ran is becoming more and more lazy, and he has rarely read miscellaneous books, and the whole person seems to have entered a stage of barrenness.

Meng Ran's state was very bad, his parents asked, but he didn't know how to respond, he just shirked and said that it was a weather problem, maybe it would be good in spring.

The wind in Lin'an became more and more manic, and the temperature dropped sharply, and Meng Ran always seemed to have the illusion that this year's winter was a little colder. Walking out of the warm room, the north wind was howling in the courtyard, the fallen leaves were drifting, and the whole body was filled with a cold feeling, Meng Ran just wanted to finish this journey earlier, and then sit quietly in the room to listen to Mr. teach and study.

By this time, Meng Ran had finished learning the Liang Hui Wang chapter and Gongsun Chou chapter of "Mencius".

Seeing Mr. Zhang, Meng Ran first saluted, then sat down and spread out the book.

I saw Mr. Zhang say: "Young Master Meng Ran, it is already the beginning of November, and I will be suspended for another month, and I plan to finish the Teng Wen Gong chapter of "Mencius" before the year. Is there a problem?"

"No problem. ”

"Good. Let's go ahead then. ”

It was the third day of the lunar month, and the night of this day came exceptionally early. At that moment, there was a sudden disturbance in Lin'an City, the domestic animals neighed and the chickens and dogs jumped, and the toads and snakes that had already hibernated actually crawled into the streets, but it was late at this time, and no one cared about such abnormalities.

By the end of the day, everything had ceased, and except for a few places in the city where the pleasures were still brightly lit, the rest of the furniture was dark.

I only heard that there was a sound from the northwest, Yin Yin was like thunder, and its sound was gradually approaching, reaching the window lattice, and in an instant, the house shook, and the wall was on the side, and there was a tendency to collapse.

From the time of the son to the time of the ugly, there were five or six shocks in a row. After the earthquake returned, the ground was like a big drum, and it stopped for a long time.

The whole city of Lin'an was in a panic, with hundreds of people shouting, hundreds of children crying, and hundreds of dogs yelling. There was a mixture of the howling north wind, the collapse of houses, the crackling of burning wood, and hundreds of sounds that resounded throughout the city.

The whole city was dressed and hated in a panic, and they were running in all directions, panicking.

In Meng's Mansion, Meng Hao dressed in a panic and ordered his servants to do a good job in the disaster relief work at home, while he rushed to the Yamen to organize the people of the city to carry out disaster relief.

After arriving at the Yamen, Meng Hao divided the work among the wardens and clerks of the sixth room of the county yamen, and then divided the tasks step by step.

Soon, all kinds of errands of the yamen set off, and each organized relevant people to carry out rescue.

Some people pulled down collapsed houses to rescue trapped people, some carried water to extinguish fires and put out burning houses, and some people settled injured people and bandaged them on the spot or sent them to the hospital.

After a busy time, the rescue work was already dawning at the end of the day.

Fortunately, the disaster in Lin'an was not serious, and the number of houses collapsed was limited, with only a dozen or so houses collapsed; only the fire caused by the disaster was somewhat serious, and dozens of houses were burned down; as for the casualties, it was quite few, but it was a pity that Wang Boying, the county of this county, died in the line of duty.

After Meng Hao counted the number of casualties, the number of houses destroyed, and the casualties of livestock in the yamen, he drew up a disaster situation and ordered people to send it to Hangzhou as soon as possible.

It was not until the afternoon that the mood of the crowd calmed down a little, and the crying gradually stopped.

At this point, hunger fills the entire body, replacing fear. Homes with intact houses chopping wood for cooking and cooking smoke curled up, while those who were unlucky enough to have their houses collapsed are still living on the streets.

Meng Hao, the magistrate of the county, organized the wealthy households in the city to cook porridge at the door of their homes, contributing to the strength and friendship of the affected families.

In this natural disaster, there was no major problem in the Meng Mansion, because after the people of the Meng Mansion had sorted out and stopped, they set up firewood, ingredients, etc., set up firewood, ingredients, etc., built a simple stove, and cooked porridge.

Xiaolian accompanied Meng Ran in front of the pot where the porridge was cooking, watching the heat churning in the pot.

Meng Ran stared at the churning water in the pot for a while, then turned around and asked, "Sister Xiaolian, why did the earth dragon turn over?"

Xiaolian rolled her eyes: "Where would I know." ”

Meng Ran was bored, so he didn't ask anymore.

After about half an hour, the rice grains in the pot were churning, and the porridge was fragrant. The servants of the Mon house began to give porridge.

The villagers who had been affected by the disaster stepped forward one after another, thanking them and drinking white porridge in large gulps.

Seeing this situation, Meng Ran's nose was a little sour, and he muttered in a low voice: "It's okay to turn over, you see that you hurt these people, it's really a troublemaker......"

Xiaolian heard Meng Ran's muttering, looked at Meng Ran with a puzzled face, and asked, "Young Master, what are you talking about?"

Meng Ran stopped abruptly and shrugged his shoulders.

Gradually, when the pot was about to bottom out, there were almost no people who came to drink porridge, and the Meng Mansion began to clean up the mess and prepare for cooking porridge at night.

Meng Ran was bored, so he pulled Xiaolian back to his bedroom.

In the days that followed, the county government resettled the victims of the damaged houses in various parts of the city, distributing all kinds of daily necessities and clothes and quilts needed for winter.

The people of Lin'an City quickly came out of the shadow of the disaster.