When Tamerlane was marching to the east with his armor and iron horse, Jinling, the capital of the Ming Dynasty, was still peaceful.【】
With the development of the Yongle Dynasty in the past few years, Jinling became even more prosperous. With the opening of the sea for trade, more and more exotic goods flooded the markets of the Ming Dynasty. Many foreigners in strange clothes often walked the streets, as calm as the locals in Jinling.
people.
Because young women in the Ming Dynasty were rarely seen in public, and barbarians took the opportunity to open restaurants, employing beautiful girls from foreign lands. The exotic beauties' amorous feelings, and singing and dancing characteristics that were different from those in the original period, attracted a large number of drunkards.
Guest. The style of the prosperous Tang Dynasty is vaguely reappeared.
Xia Xun was riding leisurely on his horse, with the breeze blowing on his face. The drunkenness subsided a little, and he suddenly felt refreshed in his chest.
The winter in the south of the Yangtze River was not too cold. He drank wine again and felt more comfortable when he was blown by the wind. Today, he went to pay a farewell visit to the tribal leader who had worked as slaves such as Ladaha and Gulu.
On such an occasion, the person giving the farewell party was a big man from the north who was good at drinking. It was impossible for him to cheat and play tricks. Although no one forced him to drink, in order to show his sincerity, he did not drink the wine too coquettishly, so he drank too much.
At this time, the power of the wine has dissipated, and I feel hot all over my body. I feel very comfortable when the wind blows. I am not in a hurry to go back home. I just trust the horse to ride the reins and let the power of the wine wear off before I go back, otherwise I will go back drunk.
My beloved wife feels distressed and has to complain again.
After walking around in the market, the alcohol gradually faded away, and I was able to enter my own mansion. I turned into an alley and saw two horses walking side by side in front of me, slightly staggered by a distance. The man walking in front had a high hat and a long sleeve.
Gone with the wind, like an elegant taxi, riding on the pony next to him is an eight or nine-year-old child.
The child was dressed in red and had his hair in a double-horned bun. He looked around as if it was his first time in Beijing. He was curious about everything. As he was walking, another horse galloped out of the alley beside him. Sitting on it was a man in gray clothes.
The monk on the horse raised the horse's head to get out of the way. The monk on the horse saw that the child's jade face and red lips were very upright, and he liked it unknowingly, so he chanted: "Red boy, ride on the street."
Unexpectedly, the child glanced at him and replied: "Son of the Red Emperor, you can kill snakes."
The monk just said a joke, but he didn't expect the child to answer so neatly. This was what he said casually, and it was definitely not a complete sentence. Therefore, the child did not answer his question by rote. In this way, the child's answer was
His talent and learning are astonishing.
The monk was a very knowledgeable and enlightened monk. He drove his horse along the road with the child. When he saw his hair and horns combed, he said again: "The bull's head is so happy that it has dragon's horns!"
The child was a little angry when he heard him compare his head to a bull's head, and immediately replied: "How can ivory come out of a dog's mouth!"
"Qian'er!"
The young man walking in front heard the exchange between the child and the monk. He turned around and glared at him accusingly. The child stuck out his tongue and stopped talking. The young man apologized to the monk again and said: "The little dog is speechless.
Master, don’t blame me!”
The monk was not annoyed by the child's rude words. Instead, he looked shocked, looked him up and down, nodded and praised: "Okay, okay, okay, this benefactor, Mr. Ling is so talented at such a young age."
, I will definitely be an official of the country in the future."
The young man smiled humbly and said, "Master, thank you!"
The monk laughed, raised his horse's head, and ran forward.
Xia Xun rode behind and heard the exchanges between the two sides clearly. He couldn't help but secretly exclaimed: "This little guy, at such a young age, can speak in a coherent manner. He is amazing!"
I didn't expect that man to teach his son a lesson: "It's not about the beauty of poetry. Poems and small ways can benefit the people and help the world better than governing the country and helping the world! Even if you can write a book and fight for hundreds of times, it will only leave a name for yourself and the country."
What benefit is it to the people? You assist the Duke of the country, pacify the Japanese pirates, govern Liaodong, support the military, and provide relief to the south of the Yangtze River. How many people have benefited from it? Can he have a poem that has been passed down to the world? Poetry and poetry are so wonderful that they are on paper; governing the country is safe.
Bang, its splendor, is in the world!"
The child immediately bowed his head politely on the horse and said, "Yes, I will obey your father's teachings!"
Xia Xun felt very ashamed after hearing this: "Brother, do you have such a great reputation among the people? Ashamed, ashamed. I also want to write hundreds of poems over wine and have people praise me as a great talent. The problem is... I have no money. Plagiarism.
Other people's poems are really boring. If you really want to become famous because of them, people and poets will flock to them. If you reply with a few words, the secret will be exposed immediately, and your reputation will be ruined. Now I am praised by this person."
Xia Xun was behind, not knowing what the father and son looked like. Now that he was being praised by the little prodigy's father, he felt a little guilty. He was embarrassed to ride his horse and run in front of others, so he followed slowly behind.
Unexpectedly, Xia Xun arrived in front of his house, only to see the monk he had just seen standing under the lintel. When the father and son arrived in front of his house, they also stopped, saddled and dismounted, tied the horse on the hitching post, and picked up the horse.
Going up the stairs, the monk who was waiting for the report at the door turned around and saw the father and son. He couldn't help but smile in surprise: "Is the donor also here to visit Duke Fu?"
People at that time couldn't help but wonder: "So the master also came to the Duke Fu's mansion as a guest?"
While they were talking, they ran out of a door and said to the monk: "I'm sorry, master, my master is not at home. If you have anything to do, please come back another day!"
Just as he said this, he saw Xia Xun sitting on the horse behind him. He couldn't help but ouch and quickly saluted: "Master, you are back!"
When he shouted, the monk and the young man turned around together. Xia Xun got off his horse and stepped forward to meet them. They were a little confused and said, "You two are..."
Halfway through his words, he suddenly stopped talking when he saw the face of the person. The person in front of him looked so familiar. His name was on his lips, but he suddenly couldn't say it.
When the man saw Xia Xun, his face was full of joy, and he quickly saluted and said: "My lord!"
Xia Xun shouted "Ah": "Yu Qian!"
Isn't the person in front of him exactly Mr. Yu whom he met when he followed Li Jinglong and Tie Xuan to encircle and suppress pirates in eastern Zhejiang? It's just that his name is clearly on his lips, but he can't remember it, but there is no need to think about his son's name.
, just open your mouth and come.
Yu Qian's father is called Yu Ren. After hearing Xia Xun's words, he smiled from ear to ear and said: "The Duke has a good memory, and he still remembers the name of the puppy. Qian'er, why don't you come forward and pay homage to the Duke!"
The boy next to him with clear eyes and perfect features immediately stepped forward, bowed his head solemnly, and said politely: "Yu Qian has met the Duke!" After saying this, a pair of dark eyes quickly glanced at Xia Xun.
, eyes full of curiosity.
"Hahaha, my dear nephew, please wake up quickly!"
At home that day, Xia Xun and Yu Ren were brothers. Now that he has become the Duke of the country, and the tide has risen, Yu Ren no longer dares to meet each other as brothers, and Yu Qian naturally does not dare to call himself "nephew", but in
In Xia Xun's heart, he felt guilty calling Yu Shaobao a good nephew, so there was no reason why he wouldn't get close to him. Yu Ren secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that he treated his father and son as he always did.
He took his son to Beijing to visit an old friend in the Imperial College. His son was very talented and had no teachers in his hometown to teach him. Yu Ren was afraid that it would delay his son's future, so he wanted his son to study in the Imperial College. But his son was still young.
It is very difficult to take the exams in the right way. If you want to go in and sit in, you have to ask someone to help you. Lao Yu has always been indifferent in temperament and has no desires. He rarely asks for help. However, for the sake of his son's future, he has to do whatever it takes.
return.
His old friend tested Yu Qian's knowledge and happily agreed to come down as if he saw the jade. After the matter was settled, Yu Ren thought about Xia Xun and couldn't come to visit him, so he was really hesitant. Xia Xun is not what he used to be.
Does a visit to his home seem like a sign of clinging to someone? But Xia Xun was very benevolent to him, so if he didn't visit him when he arrived in Jinling City, it would really go against his way of being a human being.
Yu Ren hesitated for a long time, and then thought that he had an open mind, so why should he care about other people's opinions and just do things based on his heart, so he brought his son here. Now he saw that Xia Xun treated his father and son as always, and had no regard for him.
It seems that I have let go of my worries, but I feel ashamed secretly, and I shouldn't make random assumptions about others.
After greeting each other, chatting and laughing for a while, Xia Xun turned to the monk. He really didn't know this monk, and couldn't help but wonder: "Where does the master come from, and why do you want to see me?"
After talking for a while, the monk stood aside with a smile and didn't say much. At this time, he heard Xia Xun's inquiry, and then he turned his head and answered: "The poor monk is a monk from Jingshan Temple. His monastic name is Gu Chun. He was taught by Master Daoyan."
I was summoned to go to Beijing to study the "Hua Bao Jian". There are some trivial matters that need to be reported to the Duke, so Master Daoyan sent a poor monk here."
Xia Xun smiled and said: "Okay, okay, then please come into the house together. Let's sit down and talk in detail, please!"
Xia Xun greeted Yu Ren and Monk Gu Chun into the house very politely. Yu Qian straightened his clothes and followed his father step by step. His behavior was actually quite calm and elegant. But he was too young and had a childish look on his face.
Acting like an adult, like a little adult, will inevitably make people laugh.
"Please, please, Brother Yu, please come this way, Master, please!"
Xia Xun smiled and let them go to the living room in the west wing. Jinyi Night Walk walked around a clump of flower trees. Suddenly, a person appeared on both sides of the path in front, and two bright beams of light came towards them. Xia Xunqing was the two of his own.
A naughty baby girl seemed to be holding two bamboo tubes in her hands. Before she could scold them, water jets came towards them. Xia Xun hurriedly turned around and pushed Master Gu Chun with his left hand. With his right hand, Yu Ren and Huo Di ducked to both sides of the road.
go.
Only Yu Qian, who was following behind, walking calmly, as if he were an adult, had no time to dodge, so he had to remain unchanged in response to the changes, and let the two water jets shoot into his face. The two girls were so proud of themselves.
Laughing: "Sai'er! You know how to become invisible, so you can run away this time... run away... run away..." Qing said it was not Tang Sai'er who was walking towards her. The two girls couldn't help being dumbfounded, but the water was just a drop of water.
It didn't mess up, he sprayed Yu Qian all over his face.
Yu Shaobao wiped the water on his face and said calmly: "Girls should smile without showing their teeth and wear skirts. Is this the way these two girls treat guests?" To be continued