Just when Fei Qian gave some "test" to those who seek the scriptures, some people in Chang'an also ushered in their "test".
Wang Ying.
The daughter of the Wang family in Taiyuan.
A child who was originally a "countryman" might have reached the age of ordinary age and married an ordinary family, and then lived such a life. No one would remember her, and no one knew what she was like. Suddenly one day, because of her grandfather's death, he won the title of great man!
The baron of the Han Dynasty was not the only one, but she was indeed the first since the Eastern Han Dynasty.
What about the Western Han Dynasty? After all, there were no "rules" at the beginning.
Later, when there were rules, I stopped giving women a title.
Fei Qian did not give Wang Ying any high position, but just gave her a chance to get in touch with the officialdom in Zhiyinjian.
Just like a baron, it is actually an opportunity.
If you grasp it, you can go further, but if you can't grasp it, it's like holding a piece of gold in the downtown city.
"Meet the eldest sister."
A young man stood in the hall and saluted Wang Ying.
Wang Ying looked at the young man and for some reason, she suddenly felt that she was in a bad mood now.
She stared at the young man with wide shoulders and a handsome body, and was silent for a while, and said, "I have heard of you. It was Uncle Seven who found you... You, your name is..."
"Reply to the eldest sister's words, my younger brother's name is Huai and his courtesy name is Rongzhi." Wang Huai smiled, revealing his white teeth.
Wang Ying nodded, "Sit down."
"Thank you, Sister Wang." Wang Huai stepped forward and sat down.
Whether it is words or behavior, Wang Huai fully demonstrated the style of a noble family. He would neither look restrained nor too casual. It seemed that everything around him was under control, which made Wang Ying feel even more uncomfortable.
When the emperor issued the imperial edict before, some people said that the Wang family was not the last queen, and there were also male members!
The so-called "male man" is Wang Huailai in front of him.
Wang Ying remembered it very clearly. At that time, those uncles widened their eyes, as if they were about to swallow her alive, and felt that it was her who snatched the title of Wang family. It was her who caused the "male" of the Wang family to fail to inherit Wang Yun's glory...
Wang Ying looked at Wang Huai in front of him, "I don't know why you came to Chang'an this time?"
Wang Huai grinned and showed his white teeth, "It's nothing big, I'm just here to pay a visit to my elder sister."
Wang Ying nodded silently. At the beginning, she thought that everyone was human, she spoke human words and did human affairs, because she had nothing at that time. Most of the people around the proletariat must be proletarians, so she had nothing to remember. After all, she was still young at that time, and even if she was talking about marriage, it would not be time to go on.
But later, she realized that people are not entirely human. Some people talk about human words and pretend to be ghosts in their hearts. On the surface, they are not as good as ghosts. Just like Wang Huai said he was visiting, Wang Ying felt that he was lying. She heard that her uncle had made a public statement more than once that she was not worthy of the title she is currently.
So who should be worthy?
Of course, only those with "qualification" can be worthy of it.
For example, Wang Huai in front of him.
It is said that it is Wang Yun’s “pure” bloodline…
And he was born to be tortuous, but it was very story-oriented anyway, it was like a copy of "Chong'er" in the Spring and Autumn Period. He was wandering outside, experienced the sufferings of the people, understood the world and human feelings, had a healthy body, and had a good appearance. He was simply like a whole body, without any place that did not write about elites, and without any place that showed the glory of the gentry.
If such a person cannot inherit the title of Wang, who will inherit it?
But Wang Ying knew that his father had never looked for any Hu Ji, and it was even more impossible for such a posthumous son to wander outside.
But the problem is that what she said doesn't count.
Well, even if it was not the Han Dynasty, in the later generations with various technical means, if you want to prove whether your father is a father, whether your mother is a mother, whether your grandparents are grandparents, they all go from official and semi-official institutions to ordinary private enterprise bosses and HRs, and the worldly problems.
So even if Wang Ying knew in his heart that Wang Huai was not found out from somewhere, what's the use?
If the angels had not come earlier at that time, so that those guys had no time to prepare, they would have changed their name to Wang Huai, and then Wang Ying would have become Wang Ying, or Wang Ying, or something else.
Anyway, how to prove that you are yourself and how to prove that your parents are your parents are your parents. From ancient times to modern times, it has been staged every year. It seems not uncommon to have one more Wang Ying. This problem is like a loophole that can never be filled or a black hole that can never be standardized.
People have social attributes, and this social attribute is given by society.
So when the blood relationship of a person begins to become social or needs social recognition, these things that seem funny are actually not so funny and a little sad.
In the hall, the two of them were not familiar with each other, let alone having a relationship. When there was no topic, the atmosphere inevitably became a little depressed.
At this moment, Wang Huai suddenly smiled and said, "My eldest sister has been in Chang'an for a long time. I wonder if she misses her hometown? Do you plan to go back to her hometown to see her?"
Wang Ying subconsciously shook her head, and then seemed to realize that something was wrong with her doing this, so she quickly added: "I haven't had any free time recently, and the affairs are a bit complicated. It's not too late to go back after I have free time..." Wang Ying suddenly realized that the affairs of the Supervisor, who was a little worried about in her daily life, seemed to have become wonderful at this moment.
Wang Huai nodded, as if he believed Wang Ying's excuse, and then he smiled and said, "Since that's the case, the eldest sister has time to arrange it... Oh, by the way..." As he said that, Wang Huai took out a stack of booklets from his sleeve and asked the maid on the side to pass it to Wang Ying.
"What is this...?" Wang Ying asked in confusion.
Wang Huai smiled and said, "These are the elders in the family who have selected for the eldest sister. They are honest and honest people and kind-hearted people... Well, I'll bother my eldest sister for a long time, so I'll leave for the time being... The eldest sister stays and say goodbye..."
Wang Huai is gone.
Although Wang Huai said he didn't have to give it to him, Wang Ying still stood up and sent it to the gate of the courtyard. Before he came back to sit down, he picked up the "booklet" and looked around.
"Zhang, 18 years old, has a white face, has long, has no secret disease, is gentle and has a little literary knowledge, and is willing to marry into a married woman..."
"Chang, 19 years old, has a good face, no secret disease, easy-going temperament, and is willing to marry into a married woman..."
『…』
Wang Ying looked at it, her eyes couldn't help but widen, and then her face turned red. She threw the booklet away as if she was holding a piece of burnt charcoal. Then she breathed rapidly, her hands and feet shaking...
…(╯=╰)…
At the beginning of the morning, it was just dawn, and the person who came to the scriptures slowly woke up.
The person who came to the scriptures sat up and then stared blankly at the glimmer outside the window, as if he had not yet fully awakened.
After a while, he stood up, walked to the door, and reached out to push the wooden door of the house slowly open. The faint morning light came in through the narrow crack of the door and shone into his eyes, making him unable to help squint his eyes. Suddenly he woke up and looked at the morning light, standing at the door like a fool, unable to move.
The courtyard in front of you has red tiles and green walls.
Then the long road to obtain scriptures, the mountain paths that they kept trekking and climbing day and night, the hardships and sufferings along the way, the wilderness where black and white, red and green blended together was like a strange dream, flashing through his mind...
"I...reached the big man..."
"I... have arrived in Chang'an!"
『Big Han, Chang'an!』
He stared at the morning light in the crack of the door, and then realized what he had experienced and what he had done. He was stunned for a moment, with a confused smile on his face, as if he couldn't even believe that all this happened like this.
Thinking of the scene in the General's Mansion yesterday, and thinking of the painful journey on the wasteland and in the snow-capped mountains, he couldn't help but sigh, by the way, there is still a test...
Yes, the test.
The General of the Cavalry was right, but what should I do about this "test"?
Although the person who obtained the scriptures had no idea about the test, he was not in a hurry now. He was going to the Hundred Clinic to visit his companions and his entourage.
If his followers had not protected him for his life and death on the road, he might not have been able to walk such a difficult road.
You know, on the wasteland, there are not only evil wolves, but also tigers and leopards, but also more cruel than wolf, tigers and leopards...
people.
When the scholar came out of the yard, he had just stepped into the morning light and found that there were several great officials outside the courtyard, and then he had to face another choice.
"What does it mean? Give up the pursuit of the scriptures?" The person who went to the scriptures widened his eyes in surprise, "Is this what the General of the Cavalry mean?"
"No, no, no, it's not the general's intention," Guo Tu waved his hand and said, "It's my personal suggestion."
"You haven't obtained the scriptures yet, so you still have the chance to give up and choose another completely different, but definitely the same wonderful and bright road, and it's even more comfortable and comfortable than going back." Guo Tu sat in the hall, picked up the hot tea at hand and took a sip, slightly relieved the sleepiness caused by lack of sleep last night. Then he looked at the somewhat stunned and silent visitor, and said slowly: "I think it's not easy to get out, and to be honest, even if you bring the scriptures back, what can you do? So I think you can choose the second path..."
"Look, what is there in Chang'an? What else is there in the world that is more comfortable than in Chang'an?" Guo Tu continued, "As long as you give up on learning from the scriptures, many difficult things will be solved. The burden you bear will be greatly reduced, right?"
"Of course, you think it may be a bit unworthy to give up so easily..." Guo Tu looked at the visitor and lowered his head, without any reaction, and felt a little displeasure, and said, "Just as the general said, even if you have obtained the true scriptures, what can you do?"
『However, I can give you another absolute and sufficient reason...』 Guo Tu pointed to the hall, "I saw this. This is the Dahan Translation Xuan, which is responsible for the translation and archiving of various documents from surrounding countries and local Gentiles... You are from the Southern Snowy Area, and of course you are qualified to hold a position here... Think about it, isn't this better than if you worked hard to bring scriptures back? In a few years, it may take less than ten years. When you get promoted and take your seat to me, you will become a worshiper in the Southern Snowy Area. You can even bring guards and soldiers of the Han Dynasty to return to the Southern Snowy Area and do what you want to do... Wouldn't that be like this than you are now, just holding some scriptures and going back to the Southern Snowy Area?"
The person who came to the scriptures was still silent, but his heart was filled with great turmoil.
I just entered Chang'an, and I met the General of the Cavalry yesterday. It took only a night to go, and everything seemed to have become a little different. The true scriptures and positions seemed to be the ones you can choose at will...
『I know your devotion to Gods in the five directions…』 Guo Tu looked at him and continued, 『But people always have to eat, right? I can also give you a promise. As long as you are willing to come to my position, I will never treat you badly. When there is any opportunity for promotion in the future, I will definitely take care of you first."
"The True Sutra, of course, is very good. It is a very wonderful thing, but what benefits can it do to you after taking the True Sutra? I mean the benefits for you as a person himself..." Guo Tu smiled, "No. Even if you really take the Five Gods Sutra and go back, who will remember you in the South Snow Zone in the future? If you stay here, you will definitely be able to leave your name. Maybe everyone in the future will know what you are called... By the way, I don't even remember what you are now, but I just know that you are a visitor..."
"De Granchy." The man who came to the scriptures looked up, "My name is De Granchy."
"What rider? Oh, wolf rider." Guo Tu nodded and said obviously perfunctorily, "The name is good."
DeGranzi's heart was disturbed by Guo Tu and his thoughts were fluttering.
Staying in Chang'an as an official is like a brilliant golden road unfolding under his feet. This road is comfortable, stable, more comfortable than when he takes the scriptures back, and more enviable...
So should we choose comfort and comfort, or to choose hardships and difficulties?
This is a really difficult choice.
He even felt that this choice was like getting lost in the wilderness and having to choose the direction to move forward.
DeGranzi looked at Guo Tu. He knew that as long as he nodded, everything would change. He believed that Guo Tu's words were true because there was no need for Guo Tu to deceive him.
Guo Tu looked at the emotional reaction in his eyes, his face suddenly turned solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "Is it difficult for a man to take any official position? Maybe this is the opportunity given to you by God from all directions? If you miss it, you will definitely regret it in the future."
There is no doubt that the temptation is just now, but now it is a naked threat.
DeGranzi was silent for a moment and whispered: "I, I want to think about it..."
"Well, you should think about it." Guo Tu breathed out, obviously dissatisfied with the inability to complete the task assigned by the Cavalry immediately, but he did not continue to say anything, just waved his hand and asked someone to take DeGranzi out.
With confusion, DeGranzi arrived at the Hundred Clinic.
After seeing his entourage who was still treating him, the doctor at the 100-doc clinic told him that he had used medicine and other medicines and applied internally and externally. Now he was looking at his entourage himself...
"What does it mean to look at yourself?" DeGranzi asked in confusion before recovering from Guo Tu's previous words.
"It's up to him. Medicines are all help from the outside world, and what's important is himself..."
The doctor explained to DeGranzi casually and left.
The doctors in the Baijian Clinic are very busy because there are many people in Chang'an, and more people get sick. Moreover, the Baijian Clinic is not the kind of hospital that only receives high-end customers, so it must be all kinds of noise and busyness.
After hearing the doctor's words, DeGranzi seemed to think of something, and couldn't help but lower his head and stood there.
People coming and going around, the sounds were loud and small.
I don't know how long it took, DeGranzi slowly raised his head, and the dawn color that shone before his door this morning appeared in his eyes again...
It was a light full of hope.
"So, this is the test..."
…(～￣▽￣) ～……
On the other side of Chang'an.
Although Zhen Mi left the Han Chamber of Commerce, donated her own wealth, and moved to Jingzhao Yin's official dormitory to live, the conditions of life naturally declined a lot, but she did not seem to think that such a life was so unacceptable. She was busy dealing with writing and affairs every day, and she became more and more capable, and even the rouge and water powder seemed to be used much less.
Zhen Mi's current position is what she was originally good at, and she was responsible for handling commercial matters, and she is a subordinate of Chang'an's great butler Xun You.
Even though Zhen Mi lacked a lot of outfits, she had a good foundation after all, and she was extremely gorgeous no matter how she looked. Even the officials who came and went inside the General of the Han Dynasty's cavalry could not help but slow down when passing by, twisted her neck, lowered her head and glanced at her sideways, and were both different.
Zhen Mi donated money and lost money, but it does not mean that Zhen Mi immediately became a pauper. People like Zhen Mi, the caravan and other people donated money, but she still has real estate and shops...
And if Zhen Mi really donated her property, she would be unable to continue living. There is no such reason.
Which merchant is willing to raise funds next time?
Wang Ying was a little nervous when Zhen Mi was working.
"Mistress Wang family, you are..." Zhen Mi asked her maid to pour some water for Wang Ying, "Come on, drink some water first. This is the peach blossom I have collected from outside the city, and then soaked in the dried peaches last autumn, which has a unique flavor...
Wang Ying drank some water, calmed down, and told Wang Huai about what he had encountered.
"Seeking a wife?" Zhen Mi smiled and asked softly, "What do you mean?"
『I, what do I mean?" Wang Ying couldn't help but feel a little shy, 『I don't understand...』
『This is a test, and it is also a choice...』 Zhen Mi looked at Wang Ying, 『You have to think about it..."
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