When Neng Zhu saw Zhang Yuan, he crossed his hands and sang a promise! "Master Jiezi, my third son said that Xue Zingzi, Master Jiezi, please make preparations and go to Longshan to enjoy the snow tonight." Zhang Yuan asked: "What do I need to prepare?"
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Neng Zhu scratched his head and said, "Third Young Master didn't say what to prepare." Zhang Yuan asked with a smile, "When will we set off?"
Neng Zhu said: "We will set off after dinner."
Zhang Yuan sent Neng Zhu back, and he went to report to his mother. Zhang's mother, Lu, said: "It's very cold. How can you go up the mountain at night? The mountain roads are blocked by snow, and it's easy to freeze when the mountain wind blows."
Zhang Yuandao: "Since the eldest brother and the third brother said they wanted to go up the mountain to enjoy the snow, they would always be prepared. My son just needs to wear thicker clothes. Teacher Wang asked his son to learn ancient Chinese writing. My son is worried that he has nothing to write, so he can go to Longshan to see the snow.
I've written the last article." Zhang's mother, Mrs. Lu, smiled and said, "It's up to you, remember to go down the mountain early and don't stay on the mountain for too long."
At this time, Mu Zhenzhen came in to say goodbye to her mistress and young master. She was going back to Sandai Street. Zhang's mother, Lu, said: "Why did you just come and leave? Why don't you just spend the night here? The snow is so thick that it is difficult to walk." Mu Zhenzhen said.
It was really because I hadn’t been here for several days, so I hurried over as soon as the snow stopped. I saw the young master and was hit by the young master. I was embarrassed to stay any longer and said, "My servant has to go back to cook for daddy.
Daddy has not been out on errands these days."
Zhang's mother, Lu, said: "Then let the cook prepare the meal at q o'clock. Zhang Yuan is going to Longshan at night and is about to have dinner earlier. Zhenzhen also ate here before going back. By the way, he will bring some food for your father to heat up when he goes back.
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Mu Zhenzhen was still waiting for his polite words, so Zhang Yuan said: "I won't miss a meal from your father and daughter. When I go to Songjiang Mansion next year, I will have to rely on your father and daughter to accompany me for protection." Zhang Yuan returned to the study and copied "Ling" for half an hour.
"Flying Scripture", Tu Ting came to invite the young master to have dinner. Except for the festive and lively festivals, maids are not allowed to eat at the same table as the master. The meals of Zhang Yuan and his mother are naturally richer and more delicious than others. There are fish
There was meat, fresh soup and white rice, while the servants had green vegetables, radish and brown rice. Meat was only available twice for dinner on the first and fifteenth day of each month. Cuigu wrapped two bowls with two washed withered lotus leaves.
Rice and four buns were given to Mu Zhenzhen to take back. Mu Zhenzhen put on her father's big straw sandals outside her felt boots. When she walked to the bamboo fence gate, she felt something strange. When she looked back, she saw the young master standing by the gate looking at her.
, his face suddenly felt hot. Seeing Mu Zhenzhen turn around, Zhang Yuan smiled and said: "Well, really, straw sandals like these are good for outer wear and can prevent slipping. I will wear them like this when I go to Longshan later." Mu Zhenzhen said: "Then, young master, come on
Be careful when you go down the mountain, your servant is gone."
The sun had been hidden in the snow all day, but it came out in the evening. The sunset was infinitely beautiful, reflecting the white snow with a faint blush, just like the shy face of the fallen girl.
Zhang Yuan watched Mu Zhenzhen walk away, so he asked Shi Shuang to find a pair of straw sandals. He wanted to wear them outside the cowhide boots. He also found a few pieces of leather to wrap up the little tui. The snow on the mountain must be knee-deep, otherwise.
Wrapping it up won't work. Wu Ling is going to follow the young master and learn how to wear straw sandals like the young master.
The skin was tied up and the sun was setting as soon as it was tidied up. The curtain was filled with the color of snow, and it couldn't set for a while.
Zhang Yuan and Wu Ling went back to their rooms and put on a coat each, and then they heard Zhang E's male duck voice calling out in the front hall: "Jiezi, we are going to Longshan." Zhang's mother, Lu, rushed out, and Ding
Asked to come back early and not to stay too long on the mountain, Zhang E said: "Don't worry, Fifth Aunt, we won't stay on the mountain for too long. We are just trying to be fresh and show off."
Zhang Yuan took Wu Ling out and saw that in addition to Zhang Dai and Zhang Zhuoru, Wang Kechan from the Kehan class was there.
Pan Xiaofei, Ma Xiaoqing, Gao Meisheng, and Li Wansheng were all bundled up in winter clothes and wanted to go up the mountain together. Li Wansheng also brought his cave flute, and there were more than a dozen strong servants each holding brooms, bamboo branches, and wooden sticks to open the way.
Longshan is Wolong Mountain, which stretches from the back of the school to Panggongchi. The mountain here is not high but the scenery is quite good. It is a good place to visit in Shanyin City. It is crowded with people to enjoy the moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival and climb up during the Double Ninth Festival. But in such a mountain with several feet of snow
Mountain climbing in the cold winter is really unique. When Shan Yin people saw the posture, they knew that the dandies of the Zhang family were out again. Only the dandies of the Zhang family would play like this. Zhang Rushuang's son was like this, and his grandson was like this...
A group of dozens of people arrived at the foot of Longshan Mountain. It was already dark, but the snow reflected in the surroundings was still as bright as day. However, the snow was so flat that it was almost impossible to distinguish the location of the mountain path. Neng Zhu and Feng Hu were in front holding bamboo branches.
Exploring the road, he inserted a bamboo branch and found it was quite deep. Nengzhu shouted: "This snow is three feet deep." Zhang Dai said enthusiastically: "Is it so deep in the afternoon?... I walked over and stepped on a gathering of snow.
The whole person almost sank into the snow.
Zhang E shouted: "The pioneer officer cleared the snow to clear the way."
The group of healthy servants were about to step forward to clear the snow on the mountain path. Zhang Yuan said: "It will be daybreak before we can go up the mountain after clearing the snow. Each person uses a wooden stick or bamboo fork to support him and goes up slowly."
Neng Zhu and Feng Hu were in front, finding the location of the mountain path, and climbing up the mountain step by step. Zhang Dai, Zhang E, Zhang Yuan, and Zhang Zhuoru followed behind, helping each other and laughing constantly, wandering from the foot of the mountain to the city halfway up the mountain.
The temple was only about 300 meters away, but after two moments of walking, the old Miao Zhu, who was guarding the temple, had already lied down in bed after dinner. He heard people talking and making noise outside. I don’t know what happened. The mountain roads were closed in this heavy snow.
Why are there so many people here? Are they mountain spirits? Or wood monsters?
The old temple man shivered in the thick gold, and did not dare to answer when he heard the knock on the door.
Zhang E said: "That temple is a bit deaf, let's break down the door and enter."
Zhang Dai looked towards the top of the mountain and said, "It's still early. How about we go up to the Xingsu Pavilion on the top of the mountain and sit and admire the moon and watch the snow?"
The group of people climbed slowly again, and when they reached Penglaigang, they could no longer distinguish the mountain path further up, and there was a cliff on one side of the mountain path. Zhang Yuan said: "We can't go up any more. It's too dangerous. We will definitely die if we slide down."
There were no pavilions or buildings to rest among the trees, mountains and rocks. Everyone returned to the Chengyou Temple and asked the loud-voiced servant to shout: "Old temple, please open the door. The number one scholar has come here to enjoy the snow at night." After shouting for a long time, that
Laomiao Zhu finally opened the door and stared at the group of people in shock.
Zhang E asked: "Old temple congratulations, if you have good wine and good meat, hurry up and bring it over."
Lao Miao Zhu rubbed his cloudy old eyes, looked at it carefully, and said with a smile: "Ha, it's the third son of Xi Zhang. This is the eldest son, and this is" Zhang E said: "I didn't ask you to recognize the person, hurry up and serve the wine and food."
The temple has become a hotel.
The old temple congratulated: "There are only some leftovers and no meat or wine."
Zhang E shouted: "You are a stingy old temple wisher. My Zhang family gives you a lot of money for incense here every year. How can you not get a sip of wine?"
Zhu Ping, an old man from the temple, said with a smile: "There is no meat or wine in the small way to eat vegetarian food."
Zhang E said: "You are not a monk, what kind of food do you eat!"
Zhang Dai said: "Third brother, please don't make any noise. Cangtou will bring you wine later. Let's enjoy the moon first." Zhang Yuan and Zhang Dai sat side by side in front of the gate of Chenghe Temple, looking at the rolling mountains at the foot of the mountain.
In Yin City, thousands of houses are covered with snow, and the streets are all white. Only the crisscrossing rivers and the dark flowing water outline the outline of Yin City. It is possible to distinguish where is the Fuxue Palace and where is the Shaoxing Wei. Zhang Dai said to Zhang Yuan: "Look, Jiezi.
Isn’t this a natural ink painting, but it’s a pity that I can’t paint, and my third brother hasn’t learned Uncle Jia Sheng’s painting skills.”
Zhang E's father, Zhang Jiasheng, was good at collecting and was good at both calligraphy and painting. He was praised by Dong Qichang and Chen Jiru.
Zhang E argued: "Who said I can't paint? Brother, you forgot, didn't I draw a wonderful picture for you a few days ago?" Zhang Dai laughed and shook his head repeatedly.
Zhang Zhuoru asked: "Brother, what did Third Brother draw?" Zhang Dai just laughed and refused to say anything.
Zhang E said: "It's okay to say that I painted an erotic palace, which is better than Tang Bohu's."
Zhang Dai said with a smile: "You can just learn from Tang Yin's painting of erotic palaces, but your painting is too bad, so don't tell me, don't stain the moonlight of this snow-capped mountain."
The night sky behind the snow and fog was cloudless, and the moon should have been bright and bright, with cold light spreading over the ground. However, due to the thin snow on the mountains, the moon that was about to become full in the sky lost its color, becoming as white and dim as paper.
Zhang Yuan looked at the crystal world with the snowy moon and white sky, and thought to himself: "Miss Dan Ran can paint. If she saw this wonderful scene in front of her, she would be able to paint a cold and elegant ink painting. It's a pity that she can't bring her with her."
Traveling together." I couldn't help but think of Shen Sanbai and his wife Yunniang in "Six Chapters of a Floating Life", when they went sightseeing together and suddenly heard Neng Zhu shouting: "Here comes the wine, here comes the wine." The two pale heads
They carefully carried a jar of Dongting spring wine up the mountain, and asked Lao Miao Zhu to boil the wine in the Chengyou Temple. Each person drank a large pot of wine to resist the cold. Lao Miao Zhu also drank a large bowl secretly, and was watched by Zhang E.
When I arrived, I asked him why he broke his fast?
The old man in the temple said with a smile: "The wine from the young master's house is so fragrant that Xiaodao really can't hold it in any longer. Let's break the fast." Everyone laughed.
Zhang Yuan also drank a large amount of wine, but he felt the smell of alcohol lingering in his chest, which made him feel happy.
Ma Xiaoqing sang "Feng Yi Pavilion", and Li Wansheng played the flute to join him. The sound of the flute was forced by the cold force, causing him to become hoarse and unable to make any sound.
Zhang Dai said to Zhang Yuan: "Yesterday, the supervisor Zhang Fenshou came to visit the great father and said that he would invite the clock eunuch from Hangzhou to come to Shanyin to observe the lanterns. Zhang Fenshou knew that the lanterns of our Shanyin Zhang family are the most exquisite in Shaoxing." Zhang E said happily:
"Does this mean there will be a big Lantern Festival next year?"
Zhang Dai said: "That's natural. The eunuch likes liveliness the most, so he must be satisfied." After hearing the drum tower at the foot of the mountain beating the drum twice, everyone got up and went down the mountain. There were still more than a hundred steps away from the foot of the mountain. This section of the hillside was relatively steep.
Slowly, under the influence of alcohol, Ma Xiaoqing and Pan Xiaofei hugged each other and rolled down the mountain road. Soon they reached the foot of the mountain and stood up like two snowmen.
There were Zhang's servants at the bottom of the mountain to meet him, and there was also a sheep cart that had just arrived to transport wine. Zhang E grabbed a seat and dragged Bing Ling away on the ski.
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