After reading "Encouraging Farmers", Deng Yuan listened to Zheng Dang's narration, combined with what he saw in the letter, and gradually sketched a handsome figure in his mind. He had a gentle personality, humility and kindness, eruditeness, extraordinary intelligence, and a broad mind.
Ambition...
This is the best imagination a pregnant girl has for her future husband.
Deng Yuan couldn't help but feel doubtful in her heart. There was nothing consistent between such an almost perfect gentleman and the fiancé in her memory.
The Liu Jing she remembered was a young man with a mean personality and mediocre talents. She was still a little girl at the time, and he couldn't deal with it properly, but just a few words made him restless, and he finally ran away in embarrassment.
"What happened in the past two years? That made him change so drastically? Is it because of me?" Apart from this, Deng Yuan really couldn't think of any other reason.
"He must have been ashamed because he was not as knowledgeable as me at the beginning, so he devoted himself to learning..." Deng Yuan thought that he had discovered the truth of the matter, and he couldn't help but feel a little proud.
Then she suddenly remembered something, and her cheeks turned red. In the letter she wrote to him before, she had shamelessly advised him to study hard and not waste time. Now that he is famous for his virtue and talent, what he did was completely unnecessary.
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"Will he be laughing at me in his heart while reading the letter?" Deng Yuan couldn't help but worry.
Deng You saw his daughter's face turning red and white, with mixed emotions in her heart, as if her treasure was about to be taken away by others. He picked up an unopened letter beside the desk and handed it to his daughter, saying: "Young Master, this is
This is a letter written by Liu Zhongda to you."
Deng Yuan took the letter and hesitated for a moment, but decided not to open it and read it again when he went back.
After coming out of the study room, Deng Yuan walked around the cloister wall several times and returned to his Shaojun Garden.
The maids have all been looking forward to it for a long time. As Deng Yuan's personal maids, they are destined to marry with the girl in the future. How can they not be curious in their hearts.
Deng Yuan deliberately ignored them and climbed up to the square pavilion in the center of the garden with his skirt in hand.
She came to the top of the attic and sat by the window. She had been fond of desserts since she was a child. While drinking honey, she slowly opened the letter. It was the same as her father's, which contained a letter and a poem. The difference was that the book
The style of writing has changed greatly. The characters are neither straight nor cursive, the stipples are beautiful, the writing is smooth, and the use of human metaphors is the difference between a gentleman and a romantic scholar.
Deng Yuan preferred the free and elegant style of calligraphy in front of him, which was as elegant as the elegant scholar.
The name of the poem is "Standing Clouds", which was written by Liu Jing specifically for her. Deng Yuan read it out loud: "The mist stops in the clouds, the misty rain comes. The eight watches are dim at the same time, and the smooth road is blocked. I send it quietly to Dongxuan
, The spring mash is caressed alone. The beauty is leisurely, scratching her head and lingering..."
Deng Yuan had never been to Changsha, and she had always heard that it was humid and rainy there. The words "the mist stopped and the clouds stopped, and the rain fell" immediately made her immersed in the scene, as if she was in the foggy and rainy Jiangnan.
Then, in just a few words, a figure is pictured who is full of expectations for a distant beauty. She wants to go there in person, but has no boat...
Deng Yuan is not a superficial woman who does not know poetry. She can see that this poem actually has two meanings. One is naturally about cherishing someone and it is written to her. The true feelings are revealed, and the other is about sorrow.
This is a poem written for myself, a direct expression of grief and indignation.
Liu Jingnai is the eldest son of the Liu family. Now that the Han Dynasty is in decline, it is not surprising that he has such thoughts.
Deng Yuan admired his concern for the country, but she would not be happy if he just indulged in romantic affairs.
This poem is so well written!
Deng Yuan read it seven or eight times before reluctantly stopping and picking up the letter. The letter Liu Jing wrote to her was very different from the current style. He didn't care about neat and tidy confrontations, and the whole text was commonplace, just like a friend talking to each other.
, the text is plain yet warm.
Liu Jing's letter was filled with three pieces of blank paper and contained thousands of words. However, Deng Yuan read it in one breath, and felt that the meaning was not yet finished. This way of reading was very smooth and enjoyable, just like a friend chatting about everyday things.
She had been worried in vain before. For her earnest words of advice in the letter, he not only did not mean to joke, but expressed his gratitude again and again. He also said: Few and eager to learn, like the rising sun; strong and eager to learn, like the light in the sun;
Old and eager to learn, he is as bright as a candle." Therefore, when Jin Ping Gong was seventy years old, he still wanted to learn. How could a young man dare not work hard?
At the same time, he also mentioned the important matter of their marriage. He said that he was about to take up a post in Changsha County, but his status was still a bit low. In order to live up to the trust of the beautiful woman, he would definitely achieve success as soon as possible.
"Ah, I really hope this day comes soon..."
Deng Yuan couldn't help feeling ashamed of what she was thinking, and her cheeks were red.
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Liu Jing didn't know what happened to the Deng family. After his hiatus, he returned to the market. As time went on, it became known to everyone in the city that he had arrested Wang Yin, a guest from the District, and others.
Coupled with the previous reprimanding of Liu Zong's slave Zhou Wei, Liu Jing completely established his prestige.
The most intuitive feeling is that in the next period of time, the number of vendors who came to seek his help every day doubled, and it became easier for him to solve problems. What he said is no different from "imperial edict" in the market, and no one dares to offend him.
His majesty.
But not everyone is happy with this change, and some people feel disappointed about it, such as Xie Liang, the right-hand city official.
Xie Liang has been working in the market for more than ten years. He has always been diligent and hardworking, and he has never slacked off. As the actual manager of the market, he has a relatively low reputation in the city. Unfortunately, after Liu Jing arrived, everything changed
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Nowadays, people in the market are always called "Liu Jun". Who still remembers who Xie Liang is?
He was not jealous of Liu Jing. The gap between the two was so great that it was difficult for him to feel jealous. He just felt disappointed at the constant loss of power in his hands.
Xie Liang stood in the market hall, looking worried. At this time, a man dressed as a servant rushed straight to the market building with his head sullen. He was stopped by the doorman at the door. The servant looked anxious and shouted loudly:
"The villain wants to see Liu Jun!"
Xie Liang walked over, signaled to the doorman to let the servant in, and asked: "What do you want from Liu Jun?"
The servant kept looking around and said anxiously: "A few barbarians from Jiaozhou deliberately caused trouble after being drunk. Not only did they smash up the wine shop, but they also injured the owner and wanted to see Liu Jun!"
Xie Liang groaned and said, "There is no need to contact Liu Jun about this matter. I will just go with you."
"You?" The servant looked suspicious.
Xie Liang looked displeased and said, "What? I am the right historian of the city, and my position is the same as that of Liu Jun."
The servant said bluntly: "There are seven of those Jiaozhou barbarians. They all carry swords and are ferocious and arrogant. They are beyond the ability of ordinary people to deal with. It is better to ask Liu Jun to go there in person."
Xie Liang felt a little timid when he heard that the other party had a large number of people and was difficult to deal with. He turned around, his eyes stopped on a tall city official with unruly eyebrows, and asked him: "horse official,
Is Liu Jun in the room?"
Ma Zhou has been recovering from his injuries in the official residence for ten days. Today is his first day in the city building. He has not yet arranged anything to do. He is doing nothing. When he heard Xie Liang's question, he replied: "Liu Jun just went out and didn't say anything."
Where to go.”
Xie Liang's brows knitted together when he heard this.
The maid was so anxious that she was sweating profusely: "What should we do? What should we do?"
Xie Liang shouted: "Why are you panicking? Can't we get things done without Liu Jun? I'll let you go."
"Okay." The servant nodded helplessly. Liu Jun was not here, so he could only act as a doctor.
Xie Liang was not a reckless person. He left a few city officials to maintain the operation of the market, while he took away all the other ten people.
Naturally, Ma Zhou was included among them. This man was a fierce man who could fight one against ten. Although the injury on his arm was not healed, it was not too bad. Three or five people would be no match for him.
Xie Liang led his officials to move forward among the dense crowds. When passers-by saw them, they spontaneously avoided them.
Arriving at the wine shop without any hindrance, Xie Liang saw a mess. The ground was full of broken pieces of wine jars, and there was almost no place to go. The ground was soaked with wine, and the aroma of wine filled the air. The owner of the wine shop and his servant were lying on the ground with bruises and swollen faces.
He kept moaning and screaming.
The seven rioters from Jiaozhou were dressed the same as those from Changsha. They stood crookedly, their faces were flushed, and they looked like they had drunk a lot of wine.
At this time, the chief of the pavilion wearing a red turban also hurried over with his men. When he saw that the leader of the city officials was Xie Liang, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned. Why was it him?
After the two people saw the ceremony, the pavilion chief asked for instructions: "Xie Shi, do you want to arrest him?"
Xie Liangdao: "These people were drunk, destroyed things, and injured many people. They should be arrested."
The pavilion chief then looked at Ma Zhou and asked, "Is the injury on your arm healed?"
Ma Zhou nodded and said, "It's no longer serious."
"Together?"
"good."
Ma Zhou did not shirk the invitation from the pavilion chief, and the two of them led their officers and soldiers to surround him.
The chief of the pavilion held a sword and shield and shouted loudly: "You have violated the law by destroying things and hurting people. Please kneel down and plead guilty! If you dare to resist, your crime will be increased!"
Some of the seven Jiaozhou people cursed, some admitted their mistakes, and one was so drunk that he lost consciousness and fell asleep leaning on his companion.
They were already very drunk and had no strength to resist. Ma Zhou, the pavilion chief and others swarmed up and subdued them all.
Things went smoothly unexpectedly. Before Xie Liang could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard a Jiaozhou man shouting: "We are guests of Uncle Yuan District. Please let us go quickly..."
Xie Liang's heart suddenly thumped. The pavilion chief subconsciously let go of his hand and looked at Xie Liang. The other officials also looked at him.
Xie Liang complained secretly, but in full view of the public, there was no room for maneuver. He did not dare to offend Ou Xiong, so how could he dare to offend the public?
If he doesn't arrest them today, the owner of the wine shop will dare to go to the county government tomorrow to beat drums and complain. By then, he will definitely not be able to live in poverty, and at the very least, he will end up losing his job and returning home.
Even if the restaurant owner chooses to settle the matter, his reputation will be ruined.
After all, this matter is all Liu Jing's fault. Why did he leave the market today? If he was here, why would he let himself be the leader?
"Thank you Shi..." the pavilion chief called.
Xie Liang gritted his teeth and said, "Take them to the city jail."
"No." The pavilion chief looked at Xie Liang with pity.