Just when Fei Qian gave some "tests" to the pilgrims, some people in Chang'an also faced their "tests".
Wang Ying.
Daughter of the Wang family in Taiyuan.
A child who could be said to be from the "countryside" may have an ordinary age, marry into an ordinary family, and then live this life. No one will remember her, no one knows what she is like, and suddenly one day
, because of her grandfather’s death, she obtained the title of Han Dynasty!
Wang Ying was not the only baroness in the Han Dynasty, but she was indeed the first since the Eastern Han Dynasty.
In the Western Han Dynasty, after all, the old Liu family didn't have any "rules" at the beginning.
Later, there were rules and no titles were given to women.
Fei Qian did not give Wang Ying any high position, but only gave her an opportunity to get in touch with officialdom in Zhiyin Prison.
Just like being a Baroness, it is actually an opportunity.
If you grasp it, you can go further, but if you fail to grasp it, it is like carrying a piece of gold in a busy city.
"Meet my eldest sister."
A young man stood in the hall and saluted Wang Ying.
Wang Ying looked at the young man, and for some reason, suddenly felt that she was in a bad mood.
She stared at this young man who seemed to have broad shoulders and a dignified appearance. She was silent for a while and said, "I have heard of you. It was my seventh uncle who found you... You, your name is..."
"As my elder sister said, my younger brother's name is Huai and his courtesy name is Rongzhi." Wang Huai smiled, showing his white teeth.
Wang Ying nodded, "Sit down."
"Thank you, sister." Wang Huai stepped forward and sat down.
Regardless of his words or behavior, Wang Huai fully demonstrated the style of a son of aristocratic family. He neither seemed restrained nor too casual. It seemed that everything around him was under control. This made Wang Ying
I feel more and more uncomfortable.
When the emperor's edict came down before, some people said that the Wang family was no longer extinct, but had a male child!
The so-called "male" is Wang Huai in front of her.
Wang Ying remembered clearly that those uncles stared at her as if they were going to eat her alive. They felt as if she had taken away the title that belonged to the Wang family, and it was she who had prevented the "male" of the Wang family from inheriting it.
To the glory of Wang Yun...
Wang Ying looked at Wang Huai in front of her, "Why did you come to Chang'an this time?"
Wang Huai grinned, showing his white teeth, "It's nothing important, I just came to pay homage to my eldest sister."
Wang Ying nodded silently. At first, she thought that everyone was human, speaking human words and doing human things, because she had nothing at that time. Most of the people around the proletarians must be proletarians.
, so she didn’t have anything to make people remember. After all, she was still young at that time, and it was not yet time to talk about marriage.
But later, she discovered that people are not completely human. Some people speak human words but have ghosts in their hearts. They appear to be doing human things but are actually worse than ghosts. Just like Wang Huai said he came to visit.
Wang Ying felt that she was lying when she visited him. She heard that her great-uncle had openly stated more than once that she was not worthy of the title she was holding.
So who should be worthy?
Naturally, only those who are "qualified" can be worthy of it.
For example, the Wang Huai in front of me.
It is said to be Wang Yun's "pure" bloodline...
And he is born with twists and turns. Anyway, it is very story-telling. It is exactly like a replica of "Chong'er" in the Spring and Autumn Period. He lived outside, experienced hardships, experienced the hardships of the people, understood the world's humanities, has a healthy body, and has a good appearance.
There is simply no place on his body that is not written with elite, and no place that does not show the glory of the nobles.
If such a person cannot inherit the Wang family title, who will inherit it?
But Wang Ying knew that his father had never found any Hu Ji, let alone such a posthumous child wandering around.
But the problem is that it doesn't matter what she says.
Well, even if it is not the Han Dynasty, in later generations when various technical means are available, if you want to prove whether your father is your father, whether your mother is your mother, and whether your grandparents are your grandparents, all these can be done by official and semi-official organizations, down to ordinary organizations.
The biggest headaches and problems for private enterprise owners and HRs in the world.
So even if Wang Ying knew in her heart that Wang Huai was not found somewhere, what use would it be?
If the angel hadn't arrived earlier and those guys had no time to prepare, it would be impossible to say that Wang Huai in front of him would have changed his name to Wang Ying, and then Wang Ying would have become Wang Ying, or Wang Ying, or something else.
.
Anyway, the drama of how to prove that you are yourself and how to prove that your parents are your parents has been happening every year from ancient times to modern times. It seems that it is not unusual to have an extra Wang Ying. This question is like
A loophole that can never be closed, or a black hole that can never be regulated.
People have social attributes, and this social attribute is given by society.
So when people's blood relationships begin to become social, or require social recognition, these things that seem funny are actually not so funny, and become a bit sad.
In the hall, the two of them were not familiar with each other, let alone have any friendship. When there was no topic of conversation, the atmosphere inevitably seemed a bit depressing.
At this moment, Wang Huai suddenly smiled and said: "Sister, I have been in Chang'an for a long time. I wonder if I miss my hometown? Do you plan to go back to your hometown anytime?"
Wang Ying shook her head subconsciously, and immediately seemed to realize that she was doing something wrong, so she quickly made up for it and said: "I haven't had much free time recently, and my affairs are a bit complicated. It won't be too late to go back when I have free time..." Wang Ying
Ying suddenly discovered that the affairs of Supervisor Zhiyin, which were somewhat troublesome on weekdays, seemed to become wonderful at this moment.
Wang Huai nodded, as if he believed Wang Ying's excuse, and then said with a smile: "In that case, the eldest sister has time to arrange... Oh, by the way..." As he spoke, Wang Huai followed
He took out a stack of pamphlet-like things from his sleeve and asked the maid on the side to pass it to Wang Ying.
"What...is this?" Wang Ying asked with some confusion.
Wang Huai said with a smile: "These are the people chosen by the elders of the family for my eldest sister. They are all honest and responsible people with good conduct... Okay, I have disturbed my eldest sister for a long time, so I will leave for now..."
The eldest sister stayed, and the younger brother took his leave..."
Wang Huai left.
Although Wang Huai said there was no need to send it away, Wang Ying still stood up and sent it to the courtyard gate. Fang came back and sat down again, picked up the "booklet" and looked through it.
"Zhang, eighteen years old, fair-faced, tall, no hidden diseases, good-natured, somewhat literate in writing, willing to marry..."
"Mr. Chang, nineteen years old, has a good appearance, no hidden diseases, easy-going temperament, and is willing to marry..."
"..."
Wang Ying looked at it, his eyes widened involuntarily, and then his face turned red. He threw the pamphlet far away as if holding a piece of red-hot charcoal, and then he breathed quickly, and his hands and feet shook...
……(╯=╰)……
In the early morning, it was just dawn, and the pilgrims slowly woke up.
The pilgrim sat up and stared blankly at the dim light outside the window, as if he had not yet fully woken up.
After a while, he stood up, walked to the door, stretched out his hand and slowly pushed the wooden door of the house open. The faint morning light penetrated through the narrow crack in the door and shone into his eyes, causing him to squint his eyes.
, suddenly he woke up, looked at the morning light, and stood at the door like a fool, unable to move.
The courtyard in front of you has red tiles and green walls.
Then the long pilgrimage road, the mountain roads that we trekked and climbed day and night, the hardships and sufferings along the way, and the wilderness where black and white, red and green blended together, were like a strange dream.
The same thing flashed through his mind...
"I... arrived at Dahan..."
"I... arrived in Chang'an!"
"Big man, Chang'an!"
He stared blankly at the morning light in the crack of the door, and then he realized what he had experienced and what he had done. He couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, with a confused smile on his face, as if he couldn't even believe the smile.
Everything happened like this.
Thinking of yesterday's scene in the Hussar General's Mansion, and thinking of the painful journey in the wilderness and snow-capped mountains, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh. By the way, there are still tests...
Yes, a test.
The hussar general is right, but what exactly is going to happen with this "test"?
Although the seeker doesn't have a clue about the test yet, he is not in a hurry now. He plans to go to the Hundred Medical Center first to visit his companions and followers.
If his followers hadn't risked their lives to protect him on the way, I'm afraid he wouldn't have been able to walk on such a difficult road.
You know, in the wilderness, there are not only wolves, but also tigers and leopards, and there are even more ferocious ones than wolves, tigers and leopards...
people.
When the pilgrim walked out of the courtyard, he stepped into the morning light and discovered that there were several officials of the Han Dynasty outside the courtyard. Then he had to face another choice.
"What do you mean? Give up studying?" The Buddhist scholar's eyes widened in surprise, "Is this what the hussar general means?"
"No, no, no, it's not what the general meant," Guo Tu waved his hand and said, "It's my personal suggestion."
"You haven't obtained the true scripture yet, so you still have the opportunity to give up, and you still have the opportunity to choose another path that is completely different, but absolutely equally wonderful and bright, and even definitely more comfortable and pleasant than going back." Guo Tu sat.
In the hall, I picked up the hot tea at hand and took a sip, which slightly relieved the sleepiness caused by lack of sleep last night. Then I looked at the stunned and silent Buddhist pilgrims and said slowly: "
I think it is not easy to get out, and to be honest, even if you take the scripture back, what can you do? So I think you can choose the second way..."
"Look, what is there that is not available here in Chang'an? Is there any place in the world that is more comfortable than in Chang'an?" Guo Tu continued, "As long as you give up learning from scriptures, many difficulties will be solved. The burden you bear is too heavy."
It will be a lot lighter, right?」
"Of course, you think it might not be worth it to give up so easily..." Guo Tu looked at the Buddhist monk with his head lowered and showed no reaction. He was slightly displeased and said, "It's like what the general said."
"Yan, even if you obtain the true scripture, what can you do?"
"However, I can give you one more absolutely sufficient reason..." Guo Tu pointed to the hall, "That's it. This is the Dahan Translation Center, which is responsible for all kinds of translations from surrounding countries and local foreign countries.
Document translation and archiving work... You are from the Southern Wilderness Snow Region, so of course you are qualified to hold a position here... Think about it, wouldn't this be better than you working so hard to go back with the scriptures?
?In a few years, maybe not even ten years, when you get promoted, when you sit in my position, you will become a person admired in the Southern Wilderness Snow Area. You can even bring guards and big men with you.
Soldier, go back to the Southern Wilderness Snow Area again and do what you want to do... Wouldn't it be a hundred times better than you are now, just holding some scriptures and going back?"
The pilgrim remained silent, but there was quite a stir in his heart.
I just entered Chang'an not long ago, and I met the Hussar General yesterday. It just took one night, and everything seemed to be a little different. The scriptures and positions seemed to be something I could choose at will...
"I know your devotion to the gods of the five directions..." Guo Tu looked at him and continued, "But people always have to eat, right? I can also make you a promise here, as long as you are willing to work here.
, I will never treat you badly. When there is any opportunity for promotion in the future, I will definitely take care of you first."
"Of course the true scripture is very good. It is a very high and wonderful thing, but what good will it do to you if you take the true scripture? I mean it will benefit you as a person..." Guo Tu smiled
, "No. Even if you really take the Five Directions God's Dao Sutra and go back, who will remember you in the Southern Wilderness Snow Area in the future? If you stay here, you can definitely leave your
Name, maybe people in the future will know what your name is... By the way, even I don't remember your name now, I just know that you are a Buddhist practitioner..."
"Deglanzi." The Buddhist monk raised his head and said, "My name is Deglanzi."
"What kind of ride? Oh, Wolf Rider." Guo Tu nodded and said in an obviously perfunctory tone, "The name is good."
Deglanzi's heart was so disturbed by Guo Tu that his thoughts were racing.
Staying in Chang'an as an official was like a brilliant golden road unfolding under his feet. This road was comfortable and stable, more comfortable and more enviable than when he returned with the scriptures.
…
So should we choose ease and comfort, or should we choose hardship and difficulty?
This is really an extremely difficult choice.
He even felt that this choice was like losing his way in the wilderness and having to choose the direction to go.
Deglanzi 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 Guo Tu had no need to deceive him.
Guo Tu looked at the emotional reaction in his eyes, his face suddenly became solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "Do you know how difficult it is for a big man to hold an official position? Maybe this is an opportunity given to you by the gods of the five directions? What if
If you miss it, you will definitely regret it in the future.』
There is no doubt that it was an inducement just now, but now it is a naked threat.
Deglanzi was silent for a moment and whispered: "I, I want to think about it..."
"Forget it, you should think about it carefully." Guo Tu exhaled, obviously a little dissatisfied that he could not immediately complete the task assigned by the hussar, but he did not continue to say anything, just waved his hand and asked De Ge to be sent to him.
Lonzi takes him out.
Confused, Deglanzi arrived at the Hundred Medical Center.
After seeing his follower who was still being treated, the doctor from the Hundred Medical Center told him that he had used all kinds of medicine, both internally and externally, and now it was up to his follower himself...
"What does it mean to look at yourself?" Deglanzi asked with some confusion before he could fully recover from Guo Tu's words.
"He just relies on himself. Medicines are all external help. The most important thing is himself..."
The doctor explained it casually to Deglanzi and left.
The doctors at Baiyi Hospital are very busy, because there are a lot of people in Chang'an, and the more people there are, the more people will get sick. Moreover, Baiyi Hospital is not the kind of hospital that only receives high-end customers, so it must be all kinds of noisy and busy.
After listening to the doctor's words, Deglanzi seemed to have thought of something, and could not help but lower his head and stood there blankly.
People were coming and going around, and the sounds were louder and quieter.
I don't know how long it took, but Deglanzi slowly raised his head, and the color of the morning light that shone in front of his door this morning seemed to appear again in his eyes...
It was a light full of hope.
"It turns out that this is a test..."
……(～￣▽￣)～……
On the other side of Chang'an.
Although Zhen Mi broke away from the Dahan Chamber of Commerce, donated her belongings, and moved to Jing Zhaoyin's official dormitory, her living conditions inevitably dropped a lot, but she didn't seem to feel this way.
Life is so unacceptable. I am busy dealing with writing and affairs every day. People have become more and more capable. Even rouge and gouache seem to be used less.
Zhen Mi's current position, which she was originally good at, is responsible for handling business matters, and she is a subordinate of Xun You, the chief steward of Chang'an.
Even though Zhen Mi has lost a lot of clothes, she has a good foundation after all. No matter how you look at it, she is gorgeous. Even the officials who come and go in the palace of the Han Dynasty General Hussars can't help but slow down their steps when passing by, twisting and turning.
Those on the neck, those with lowered heads and squinting eyes, are different.
Zhen Mi donated her property and lost her money, but it does not mean that Zhen Mi immediately became a pauper. For people like Zhen Mi, the caravans and others donated their money, but she still has real estate and shops...
…
Moreover, if Zhen Mi were to donate her property, it would make her unable to continue living. This would not make sense.
Is there any merchant who is willing to raise funds next time?
In Zhen Mi's office, Wang Ying felt somewhat uncomfortable.
"Sister of the Wang family, what are you..." Zhen Mi asked her maid to pour some syrup for Wang Ying, "Here, drink some water first. This is the peach blossom I had people collect from outside the city, and then soak it in last year's water."
Made from dried peaches in autumn, it has a unique flavor..."
Wang Ying drank some syrup, calmed down, and recounted what happened to him and Wang Huai's situation.
"Recruiting a wife?" Zhen Mi smiled and asked softly, "What do you mean?"
"I, what do I mean?" Wang Ying was still a little shy, "I don't understand..."
"This is a test, but also a choice..." Zhen Mi looked at Wang Ying, "You have to think about it..."
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