Volume 1 The Waves Rise and Fall Chapter 35 Magnificent Industries Like Mountains (1)
When Zhang Xufeng was admitted to the child's birth, he was only six years old. Many villagers can't even speak smoothly at this age, let alone read and write, so he has become a well-known prodigy.
At the age of seven, he wrote words such as "It is necessary to speak and reason, so there is no need to be verbose" to satirize the popular Qingzi style at that time.
At that time, the Shura Empire was turning from prosperity to decline, and the emperor could no longer listen to the contrary advice, even though the papier-mΓ’chΓ© country of singing and dancing was in danger, after killing a few loyal and outspoken old ministers, finally the entire court followed their emperor to a leaf.
That year, Shura, the symbol of the empire, had not been born for thirteen years.
If the Son of Heaven has no way, it will be difficult for the poor to get out. So even though he had high hopes, Zhang Xufeng, who was extremely talented, did not be further admitted to Xiucai.
In the end, the reason was just the sour and rotten nature of the scholars, and several times the academy tried to write a great rebellion against current affairs, not only did he not know Bole, but he was also ridiculed by the mainstream literati in the literary world at that time with an article "Hurt Xufeng", laughing at him After he became famous as a teenager, he ran out of talent, and there was no further progress.
Since then, he has studied behind closed doors, joined hands with Yan Ruyu, and lived alone in the golden house.
It wasn't until he finally survived Ershun, survived his relatives, and became a lonely old man that two people were ushered in.
On that snowy night, a seventeen-year-old boy held a toddler in his arms and knocked on the wood door of the burrow.
Nineteen years later, the boy became the founding emperor of the Great Zhou, and that young child became the only grandson of the current prime minister.
His name is Zhang Chuxin.
It was after the candle night talk in that snowy night, Zhang Xufeng took it, but it was not for him, but to warn the young Shennong not to forget his original intention.
As for this young man named Zhang Chuxin, he never knew what his original intention was.
All he knew was that every time the person in front of him came, he would bring himself a jar of wine.
It's an altar, not a pot.
On the way he came with the altar, it must have been very eye-catching.
He must also be very fond of drinking.
So the pot can't satisfy him, it must be an altar.
But this drinker-loving eccentric never brought any good wine.
He said:
"The emperor doesn't pay salaries, and we don't have money to buy wine. β
In the Great Zhou Dynasty, the emperor did not pay salaries, which was a popular quip that had been popular for many years, and some people said that Zhang Chuxin would generally think that this was a boring and vulgar person.
The person in front of him is indeed a boring person.
He always asks Zhang Chuxin to drink, but he can't always say interesting things that can be drunk.
So, it's not vulgar.
After all, not speaking is bound to be much more elegant than saying something boring.
But he didn't even have a good plate of appetizers.
"The emperor doesn't pay salaries, and we don't have money to buy vegetables. β
Well, so the only grandson of the head of the hundred officials of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the youngest Wei general of Chang'anwei, became such a "wine friend", not only did he have no meat, but even the wine was bad wine.
On this day, the young General Wei went to the Prime Minister's Mansion again with wine, only this time, he brought a pot of good wine and a new topic.
"Shennong has returned to Beijing. Xiu Yan said.
"I've heard of it. Zhang Chuxin said.
After just nine words, the two stopped talking and drank separately.
After a few cups, Xiu Yan said again: "In a few days, it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival." β
Zhang Chuxin was silent, such a parent is short, and for him, it is very boring.
In particular, he never felt like he had a home.
Although they depend on each other, he has never been able to regard the old man who raised him single-handedly as a homemaker. The word "country", the country is in the front, the family is in the back, the old man has always followed this truth, everything is the country first.
What's more, how can this old man who has never married in his life come to his descendants.
His grandson is just a passer-by.
The resident bird returns to fly urgently, where is the homecoming.
Xiu Yan said: "Every year in the Mid-Autumn Festival, a friend will bring me a jar of good wine from the south. β
Zhang Chuxin said: "The good wine in your mouth is often not very good. β
Xiu Yan said: "This is indeed a good wine. β
Zhang Chuxin said: "Then I hope so." β
Xiu Yan said: "This friend will also bring a few good dishes from Jiangnan." β
Zhang Chuxin said: "Is there good meat?"
Xiu Yan said: "Osmanthus duck has never been missing. β
Zhang Chuxin said: "Osmanthus duck is not a good dish. β
Xiu Yan said: "If it's from Tingyulou." β
Zhang Chuxin said: "That's an excellent dish." β
Xiu Yan said: "This excellent dish, if you eat it alone, it will become dregs." β
Zhang Chuxin said: "You don't drink a lot of sake lees, and rice bran is better than nothing." β
Xiu Yan said: "This time, there is good wine and good food, so there is only one taste, and it can become a good feast." β
Zhang Chuxin said: "Which one?"
Xiu Yan said: "Friend." β
Zhang Chuxin said: "It's not good enough to give you wine and meat all the way?"
Xiu Yan said: "Not enough." β
Zhang Chuxin said: "Then how is it good enough?"
Xiu Yan said: "It's best to be like you." β
Zhang Chuxin didn't answer, tilted his head and Mosuo wine glass, and after a while, he finally couldn't help laughing.
Immediately, Xiu Yan also laughed with him.
The two drank together for almost a year, and on this day, they finally drank happily. So that small pot of wine is also intoxicating enough.
When the wine in the pot was exhausted, Zhang Chuxin said: "Your wine has always been unpleasant, and every time I drink it in my mouth, I have to secretly spit out half of it." β
Xiu Yan said: "I know. β
Zhang Chuxin said: "I hope that the wine in the Mid-Autumn Festival can be as delicious as today's." β
Xiu Yan said: "It must be better than today." β
Zhang Chuxin said: "I hope your friend has brought enough wine, but if you really don't have it, you can replace it with the previous bad wine, and you can also make up for it." β
Xiu Yan said: "It's the first time I've seen you talk so much. β
Zhang Chuxin said: "Because this is the first time you have brought good wine." β
Xiu Yan poured half of the wine in his cup into Zhang Chuxin's cup, then got up and left the wine table, wandered around the house, and looked around.
This is Zhang Chuxin's wing, the Prime Minister's Mansion is much shabby compared to the General's Mansion, in addition to Zhang Xufeng and Zhang Chuxin's bedroom, there is also a room shared by the old couple of housekeeper and cook. The rest is the study and kitchen, not to mention that there is no corridor courtyard, there is no decent guest hall, even if someone visits, they will also meet in the study.
Among the officials in the capital, Zhang Xufeng's mansion is not even as good as the county order. There were neither maids nor servants, nor a court guard.
Fortunately, he had an old friend who was born and died on the battlefield, and secretly arranged guards for him to watch him day and night, otherwise this humble house that hides the strategy of the whole country would not be able to withstand several night visits.
It is said that since the establishment of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Enke has been opened twice, and one of them was a scholar who rushed to take the exam and ran out of entanglements, passing by the Prime Minister's Mansion and thinking that it was an ordinary people's house, so he wanted to spend the night. Unexpectedly, Zhang Xufeng happened to be at home that day and received the scholar very politely.
There was no guest room, so Zhang Xufeng let the scholar sleep in the study, and the scholar excused himself: "Away from home, it is enough to have a tile to cover the body, Mr. Hongru Yashe does not dare to disturb more, and the late student can live in the firewood room." β
Zhang Xufeng said: "If you don't sleep well, how can you do well in the exam." It is a national policy and must not be slackened. β
The two pushed and gave in several times, and finally took a step back and let Han Shi sleep in Zhang Chuxin's room.
Zhang Chuxin was speechless at this.
At night, Han Shi asked Zhang Chuxin, the elders in the family are extraordinary, but which contemporary pedant.
Zhang Chuxin said indifferently: "Sort of." β
Han Shi said: "I don't know what masterpieces have been passed down in the world. β
Zhang Chuxin said: "No, he is not available." β
Han Shi said: "Where does the karma come from?"
Zhang Chuxin said: "Governing the country." β
Han Shi said: "My generation of scholars, the character and then the know, the knowledge and then the sincerity, the sincerity and then the heart, the heart and then the body, the body and then the family, the family and then the country, the country and then the world peace." The old gentleman specializes in cultivating the way of governing the country, and every word he says does not deviate from the national policy, and in the future, he will be able to alarm the government and the opposition and become a good prescription for governing the country. β
Zhang Chuxin said: "You're so annoying, I'll kick you out if you quarrel again." β
Han Shi sighed a few times and said a few words that he couldn't help himself, Zhang Chuxin decisively pushed the door out of the quilt and spent the night in the study.
It wasn't until later that Han Shi finally fell for Tanhua and saw the kind old man in the court, that he realized the word "governing the country" that Zhang Chuxin said at the beginning.
Not a lie.