Shang Jinglan said with a smile: "Xiao Hui lost one of her front teeth today. Xiao Hui, let uncle take a look -"
Xiao Jinghui covered her mouth with her fleshy hands and rolled her eyes at her sister. Naturally, she blamed her sister for uncovering her shorts. After losing her front teeth today, she looked at herself in the mirror. Ah, so ugly——
Shang Jinglan wanted to tease his sister and said: "People in the capital are hateful. They laugh at people with missing teeth and say that a dog's sinuses are wide open——"
Xiao Jinghui couldn't just cover his mouth and not fight back. He folded his hands together like a trumpet and couldn't speak clearly: "Sister, you were so crazy last year, but now you're laughing at me, huh."
Zhang Yuan smiled and said: "What's so strange about changing teeth? Everyone needs to change teeth. By the way, Xiao Hui, I have another gift for you. I promised you before -"
"It's a telescope, right?"
Xiao Jinghui immediately screamed for joy and forgot to cover her mouth. Zhang Yuan could clearly see that there was a missing front tooth in her mouth. The other neat white teeth lined the gap and looked dark, as if there was some secret.
.
Zhang Yuan said with a smile: "Xiao Hui remembers it so well. You really can't make random promises to a child." He took out a rectangular wooden box from the bookcase and took out the white copper telescope, "It's dark now, so I can't see far.
, I will take you to play outside tomorrow, how about going to Paozi River to sit on the ice bed?"
Xiao Jinghui was overjoyed and said happily: "Excellent, Mr. Zhang is so kind." He pouted again and said: "In the past, in my hometown of Kuaiji, my aunt would often take my sister and me out to play. Since arriving in the capital, three years ago,
Now, I’ve only been to the Chenghuang Temple and the nearby Sanguan Temple a few times, sister. Right?”
Shang Jinglan agreed with her sister's words. She nodded and said, "That's right, my aunt is not here, and no one takes Xiao Hui and I out to play." She was obviously bored.
Xiao Jinghui said happily: "Now Mr. Zhang will take us out to play."
Zhang Yuan said: "I can't take you to play often, just occasionally."
Xiao Jinghui stretched out a finger and said, "Once a month, okay, Mr. Zhang?"
Xiao Jinghui has beautiful eyebrows and sparkling eyes, and there is a vague shadow of indifference between her eyebrows. It is pitiful to think that this girl has to beg to go out once a month. Zhang Yuan was about to speak, and Xiao Jinghui saw that he hesitated for a moment.
, hurriedly lowered the price again, stretched out two fingers: "Then once every two months. Okay?"
Zhang Yuan smiled and said: "I will take you out to play when I have the opportunity, but I need your parents to agree."
Shang Jinglan was very smart and said, "My uncle just needs to convince my father. Mother can do anything."
Xiao Jinghui was a little worried and said, "But daddy is so strict."
Shang Jinglan was smarter than his sister and said: "My father used to love my little aunt the most. Whatever my little aunt said, my father would always be there for me -" When he said this, he looked at Zhang Yuan.
Zhang Yuan smiled and said: "But your little aunt is not here."
Inspired by her sister, Xiao Jinghui leaked the news: "Dad also likes Mr. Zhang very much. I often hear my father praising Mr. Zhang when talking to my mother. He said that my aunt married a good husband."
Zhang Yuan smiled, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll give it a try. You two will read a book for a while while I write."
Shang Jinglan flipped through Zhang Yuan's bookcase and found a volume of "Explanation of Tang Poetry". It seemed that Shang Jinglan liked poetry very much.
Xiao Jinghui played with the white copper telescope, turned the telescope long, and glanced at his sister Jinglan who was reading a book. He deliberately asked: "Brother Mr. Zhang, this telescope was specially given to me, right? My sister doesn't have it."
right?"
Zhang Yuan shook his head and smiled: "You want your sister to fight with you, right?"
Shang Jinglan read "Explanation of Tang Poems" without raising his head, and curled his lips and said: "Children's toys. I don't want them." Then he said sarcastically: "Say less, wait until the front teeth have grown before talking. I really think it's a dog."
Is Dou Dakai good-looking?"
"My sister had her teeth changed the year before last, and she kept talking." Xiao Jinghui laughed. The two sisters often bickered, but they rarely got really angry. They bickered to relieve their boredom.
Xiao Jinghui played with the telescope for a while, got up and went outside to try it out. He put on his cold fur before opening the door. In a blink of an eye, he was back again, gasping and saying: "Brother Mr. Zhang, it's snowing heavily, it's so heavy.
Snow."
Zhang Yuan put down his pen and went out to look. In the sky separated by the courtyard, heavy snowflakes were flying in all directions. The snow in the south of the Yangtze River was like white moths flying like poplar flowers. How could there be such large tracts of snow? The Yanshan snowflakes were as big as mats. That was an exaggeration by the poet.
The heavy snowfall was real, and within a moment, the ground was covered with a layer of white. The edges of the two large lotus tanks were lined with a white edge, which stood out in the night——
Xiao Jinghui clapped his hands and said: "It's so cold, so cold."
Shang Zhouzuo from the West Courtyard walked over from the corridor wearing a big cloak and said, "Xiao Hui, why did you come to your uncle's side?"
Xiao Jinghui was in awe of his father. He shrank back slightly and said, "My uncle is writing a letter to my little aunt. My uncle also gave me a telescope."
At this time, little Jinghui obediently called his uncle and showed his father the white copper telescope in his hand.
"Jie Zi, is this made by your mirror workshop?" Shang Zhouzuo took the white copper telescope, his tentacles were cold, and he hurriedly said: "Come indoors to talk." Together they entered Zhang Yuan's bedroom.
When Mu Zhenzhen heard Shang Zhouzuo's voice outside the door, he hurriedly went inside to tie his skirt, pulled up his hair, and tied it with a silver hairpin. Then he came out to salute Shang Zhouzuo. Shang Zhouzuo nodded and sat at the desk.
While asking Zhang Yuan about the telescope, Zhang Yuan told how Hanshe Mirror Factory had succeeded in imitating the telescope in the past two years. This telescope can be used in the military for scout reconnaissance. It is crucial to detect the enemy early on the battlefield.
More importantly, he got two flintlock rifles from Western missionaries this time. If he can improve the firearms of the Ming army, the combat effectiveness of the Ming army will be improved——
Zhou Zuo of Shang Dynasty listened with a smile. Zhang Yuan had read the "On the Establishment of the State by the Old Slave of Jianzhou" that Zhang Yuan submitted to Qi Chengyuan. He came back from the Metropolitan Procuratorate in the evening and went to the Ministry of War to meet Qi Chengxuan. Qi Chengshun told Zhang Yuan
Zhou Zuo of Shang Dynasty was very happy with this memorial. Of course, he was very happy. This sister-in-law has the ambition to govern the country and bring peace to the world, and he is also steady in his actions. It is appropriate to write a letter to provide disaster relief today. He remembered Zhang Yuan having dinner at Eunuch Zhong’s place. He asked.
: "Eunuch Zhong is the one who worked at the Hangzhou Weaving Department before. He asked me about your wedding date at the beginning of the year and sent you a gift, right?"
Zhang Yuandao: "Yes, Eunuch Zhong had some friendship with me when he was in Hangzhou."
Zhou Zuo of Shang Dynasty asked: "I heard that Eunuch Zhong has a temple in Hangzhou. Have you ever made any suggestions?"
Zhang Yuandao: "The Sheng Temple was built by Shizhu natives for Eunuch Zhong. It has nothing to do with me. I just asked my teacher Jiao Taishi for a record of Baoshishan Yangji Yuan on behalf of Eunuch Zhong. Eunuch Zhong did it for this 'record'
Only then was he willing to spend ten thousand taels of silver to build an almshouse. The year before last, there was a drought in Zhejiang, and the almshouse helped many poor people."
Shang Zhouzuo nodded and said: "You have to be careful when interacting with internal officials. You are not an official yet, so it is okay to interact with him. If you become an official in the future, people will be watching you. However, Eunuch Zhong has no power or position in Ciqing Palace.
, you will not be tabooed by others if you associate with him."
Zhang Yuan thought to himself, "If one day Eunuch Zhong becomes Eunuch Bingbi, the Supervisor of Ceremonies, some people will be jealous of me, right?" He said, "Thank you, brother, for reminding me."
Shang Zhouzuo hesitated for a moment, then asked: "Did Mr. Su ever tell you about the party dispute between North Korea and China?"
Zhang Yuan nodded and said, "I talked about it a little bit."
Zhou Zuo of Shang Dynasty laughed: "Jie Zi, you have completely messed up the Zhejiang Party and the Donglin Party. You are the grandson of Su Weng and the quick son-in-law of my Shang family. Naturally, you should be a Zhejiang Party member. But Zou Yuanbiao, who appreciates you, has high standards.
Long is the leader of the Donglin Party. Even Qian Qianyi, your seat teacher in the provincial examination, and Yang Lian, your housing teacher, are also members of the Donglin Party. Which party do you belong to? It seems impossible for you to stay out of the party struggle. You are already controversial.
Many, Yao Zongwen is a cadre of our Zhejiang Party. He used to have a good relationship with me, but now he is angry with me because of his cousin Yao Fu’s incident and ignores me. Of course, I don’t ask him for help. The Zhejiang Party is no longer united.
Besides, Dong Qichang, although not a member of the Donglin Party, has always been on good terms with the Donglin Party, and now he is conspiring with Yao Zongwen to impeach Qian Qianyi, a member of the Donglin Party. Look at the chaos this has become!"
The water is muddy and easy to fish, Zhang Yuan said with a smile: "It's better not to make party barriers too clear."
Shang Zhouzuo asked again: "How many people from the Han Society came to Beijing to take part in the examination this time?"
Zhang Yuan replied: "There are fifty people."
"There are so many people!" Zhou Zuo of Shang Dynasty was surprised. A literary society can have fifty people. This is a very powerful force. If one out of ten of the fifty people can get one in spring next year, the Han Society will be
There will be five Jinshi, which will be a force that cannot be ignored in the government and the public.
Zhang Yuandao: "I have something to ask my brother-in-law. Is there a spacious and clean place nearby? It would be best somewhere between this house and the imperial city. There are still some days before spring, and my colleagues in the Han Society want to get together to sharpen their knowledge.
, one lecture every three days.”
Shang Zhouzuo pondered for a moment and said: "I have some friendship with Monk Xufan, the abbot of Dalongfu Temple. Dalongfu Temple is less than two miles away. How about I borrow a couplet in the side hall to give you lectures?"
Zhang Yuan said happily: "Thank you very much, brother. Brother, I will take me to visit that monk Xufan tomorrow."
Shang Zhouzuo said: "Okay, let's go early tomorrow morning."
After talking for a while, Shang Zhouzuo got up and was about to go back to the room. He called Jinglan and Jinghui went back with him. Zhang Yuan saw little Jinghui lingering and looking at him with bright eyes, as if he knew how to do it.
After talking, he smiled and said: "Brother, I want to take Jinglan and Jinghui sisters to Paozi River tomorrow to sit on the ice bed and play for a while. Qi Huzi also wants to go to Paozi River. Tomorrow we will visit Teacher Qian and relax together -
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The two sisters Shang Jinglan and Shang Jinghui looked nervously at their father Shang Zhouzuo's face. When they saw their father muttered: "It's snowing so heavily, it won't be convenient for us to play tomorrow." When the little sisters heard this, their hearts suddenly sank. Little Jinghui's heart sank.
The little mouth curled up.
Zhang Yuan said: "If it's difficult for Xue to go out, that's all. If it's possible, I'll take them out and I'll send them back in an hour at most."
Shang Zhouzuo said "hmm", and Jinglan and Jinghui suddenly beamed with joy.
Shang Zhouzuo said again: "I will go back to my room to write a letter to my second brother and Dan Ran and send them together."
Jinglan and Jinghui said: "We also want to write letters to uncle and aunt."
After Shang Zhouzuo and his daughter left, Zhang Yuan continued to write letters to Dan Ran. After he finished writing, he wrote to his sister in Qingpu. The letter to Wang Wei was also sent to his sister because Wang Wei said he was going to Qingpu.
During the New Year, he finally wrote a letter to Zhang Rulin, his great-uncle, and got up and walked around indoors. There is a saying in "Youmengying" that "I miss the scholar because of the snow, and I miss the beauty because of the flowers." On this snowy night, he thought of Junior Sister Yingzi, and he couldn't help but feel hesitant.
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Mu Zhenzhen went to see the snow outside and came back and said, "Master, there is a layer of snow, and it accumulates so fast."
Zhang Yuan nodded and continued pacing. He heard two drums missing. He sat down at the desk and wrote a letter to Junior Sister Yingzi. The night was very quiet. He could hear the rustling of heavy snow falling from the sky, and the occasional "pop".
There was a crisp sound, which was that the flower branches in the courtyard were broken by the snow——
There was a soft sound of footsteps, and Xiao Jinghui knocked on the door outside and said softly: "Brother Mr. Zhang, I have finished writing the letter to my little aunt."
Mu Zhenzhen went to open the door, and Xiao Jinghui jumped in immediately and said repeatedly: "It's so cold, so cold, the yard is all white, and the snow is still falling." Then he gave the written letter to Zhang Yuan, and then
I want to come over and read the letter written by Zhang Yuan——
Zhang Yuan had already put away the letter and said, "You can't read other people's private messages."
Xiao Jinghui said: "Then I won't show you the letter I wrote to my little aunt."
Zhang Yuan smiled and said, "I don't want to watch."
Xiao Jinghui felt that the letter he had written to his aunt was very good, and he wanted to let Zhang Yuan read it, so he said: "I have seen it a long time ago. Dan Ran loves his wife as much as she meets him, hehe - okay, I'd better give the letter to
You see."
Zhang Yuan knew it wouldn't work without looking at it, so he took it over, took a look, and praised: "Xiao Hui's handwriting is very good. Did he learn Tang Dynasty's small regular script?"
Xiao Jinghui responded happily: "Yes, Mr. Zhang has a good eye, and I post posts every day."
Zhang Yuandao: "Okay, keep at it." Xiao Jinghui wrote in the letter: "Aunt Danran Fangjian——"
Zhang Yuan read the letter with a smile and said: "It's very well written. Your little aunt will definitely smile from ear to ear after receiving the letter. Okay, go back to your room and rest quickly." He asked Mu Zhenzhen to send her back.
West wing bedroom.
Early the next morning, when Zhang Yuan went out to take a look, there was a foot of snow accumulated in the courtyard. He went to the front yard to get a shovel to shovel the snow, and piled it aside. Wu Ling and Wang Dachui shoveled the snow in front of the gate. After breakfast, Zhang Yuan
Yuan ordered Wu Ling and Wang Dachui to buy 500 kilograms of charcoal and deliver it to the boat outside Chaoyang Gate. Laifu and the boatman and his wife also had to light a fire to keep out the cold. The severe cold in Beijing was not comparable to the winter in Shanyin.
At the end of the Chen Dynasty, Zhang Yuan and his brother-in-law Shang Zhouzuo came to Dalongfu Temple. The strange thing about Dalongfu Temple was that lamas and Zen monks lived in the same temple. Lamas lived in the east temple and Zen monks lived in the west temple. Each had its own Buddhist temple.
In the temple dojo, Monk Xufan, whom Zhou Zuo of Shang Dynasty met, was a Zen monk. I heard that dozens of disciples wanted to use a side hall to teach. Since there are not many rules in Zen Buddhism, Monk Xufan readily agreed.
After leaving the Dalongfu Temple, Shang Zhouzuo got into his car and drove through the ice and snow to the Metropolitan Procuratorate. Today is the twenty-sixth day of the twelfth lunar month, and it is the last official sitting of the capital officials in the 43rd year of Wanli. Tomorrow, except for the officials on duty,
It's time for annual vacation.
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