When the hot summer comes, the old locust tree that holds a big shady umbrella is gone. The iron-locked wells are closed by private houses. The sweet well water that the old people miss is no longer available to drink. The immortal tombs are much missing.
There is the sound of crickets, and once you step down, you can no longer climb up the creaking old porcelain mountain. Fortunately, in the spring, there are still peach blossoms on the peach trees in Peach Leaf Lane, which are cute in deep red and cute in light red.
In life, there are gatherings and separations, but fortunately, there are separations and reunions.
Today, there are many people who have returned home gathered at the old school.
Before returning to the academy, Li Huai, Lin Shouyi, Dong Shuijing, and Shi Chunjia made an appointment to return to the school together today. They didn't say much, they just went there to have a look and sit around.
Dong Shuijing asked someone to find the clerk over at the county government office, and got the key to help him open the door. He usually didn't know Dong Shuijing's ability, and he didn't know Dong Bancheng's name, but the glutinous rice wine sold by Dong Shuijing had already been sold far and wide.
In Lijing City, it is said that even the immortal ferry boats that fly like birds in the white clouds will put this wine on it. This is a rolling source of wealth that everyone can see.
Four classmates and friends who had studied here, Li Huai and Dong Shuijing, came all the way to carry water. The shoulder poles, buckets, rags and other items were all brought from Li Huai's ancestral house. Shi Jiachun held a basket and packed them all.
Lin Shouyi was a young master from a wealthy family back then. He didn’t have to worry about clothes and clothes, so he didn’t have much opportunity to do such work. Today he wanted to fetch water, but Dong Shuijing laughed and said to the water collecting place near Li Huai’s house, I’ll go there.
Be more familiar.
So Lin Shouyi, who was empty-handed, chatted with Shi Chunjia, who was approaching him.
Both their families moved to the capital city of Dali. Lin Shouyi's father was promoted to a capital official, but the Shi family was just rich. In the eyes of the locals in the capital, they were just rich people from other places, covered in mud.
The fishy smell, the Shi family's business in the early years was not going well, and they couldn't find a place to reason when they were cheated. Shi Chunjia had something to say. There were a lot of people in the Qilong Lane shop the previous time, so it was just a joke, so it was hard to say much.
, now that Lin Shouyi was the only one around, Shi Chunjia began to sarcastically complain about Lin Shouyi, saying that his family was struggling in the capital and couldn't find the temple even after picking up the pig's head, so he went to find Lin Shouyi's father, but he didn't find it.
I didn't want to be rejected. I just went into the house to drink tea and talk about old times. That was the end of the matter. Lin Shouyi's father made it clear that he was not willing to help.
When Shi Chunjia got married, she was no longer the carefree little girl with braids she had been in her early years. However, the reason why she was willing to talk straight to the point was because she was still willing to treat Lin Shouyi as a friend. How to deal with the parents was their business. Shi Chunjia left.
Schools and academies have become a house of women who care for their husbands and raise their children, so they cherish those days of elementary education even more.
The words that can be used to complain to people face to face are because there is no resentment in the bottom of the heart.
Lin Shouyi did not hide anything for his father and family, saying: "You still don't know what my father's temperament is and what my family's situation is like? Who of my classmates dared to play in my house? Was Aoping very courageous back then?
How many times have you seen her visit my house?"
The Lin family has always been very eccentric in the early years in the small town and does not like to talk to outsiders. Lin Shouyi's father is even more eccentric. He works in the supervising Yamen and is refreshing and alone. When he returns home, he is taciturn.
There is one person who is almost harsh towards the concubine Lin Shouyi, and there is another person. That man is very clear in getting along with almost everyone. Because of his ability in doing things, he has a good reputation in the Supervision and Construction Office.
He got along well with several supervisors, so apart from the praise from his colleagues in the yamen, Lin Shouyi seemed a bit mean and unfeeling as the head of the family or as a father.
When I traveled to the Great Sui Academy, the letters I sent home to Lin Shouyi were always concise and to the point, as if settling accounts.
No matter how famous Lin Shouyi is now in the Sui Dynasty, even in the Dali official circles, that man never seemed to have such a son, and he never wrote to Lin Shouyi.
When you have free time, you go home and take a look.
Shi Chunjia remembered something and joked: "Lin Shouyi, even a few of my friends have heard about you. How capable are you? Your deeds can be spread to the great capital of Li. You can definitely become a sage in the academy, even a gentleman."
The one who dares to think about it is a mountain god who has accomplished Taoism and has a good appearance..."
Having said this, Shi Chunjia turned sideways and looked at Lin Shouyi, who was wearing a green shirt. "Hey, he is really handsome. I couldn't tell him at all before. He has a straight face all day long, like a young master, which is not pleasant."
Lin Shouyi said: "If you have the guts to say this in front of Bian Wenmao."
Shi Chunjia smiled and said: "I didn't say you are prettier than my husband."
Lin Shouyi shook his head and said nothing.
Shi Chunjia said with some emotion, "At that time, the school only had the latest books written by you and Li Huai, and they were the same after a year. Li Huai didn't like to read books and would get sleepy when he read them. You were the most careful when turning books.
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Lin Shouyi smiled and said, "Do you still remember such a small thing?"
Shi Chunjia asked: "If you don't remember these, what will you remember?"
Lin Shou nodded and said, "It's a good habit."
Lin Shouyi hesitated for a moment and said, "If anything happens in the capital in the future, I will ask Bian Wenmao for help."
Shi Chunjia was stunned for a moment, then laughed and pointed at Lin Shouyi, "Since you were a child, you have talked the least and have the most wandering thoughts."
Why does Lin Shouyi need Bian Wenmao?
This kind of thing of helping others with steps and ladders is probably Lin Shouyi's unique gentleness and kindness.
Over at the school, while cleaning, Li Huai loudly recited the beginning of a family motto article, "Rise at dawn, sweep the court!"
Thinking back to those days, Mr. Qi would start cleaning the school early every morning. He would always do these things himself and did not need to be done by the book boy Zhao Yao.
Dong Shuijing smiled and answered: "Be clean inside and outside."
Shi Chunjia wiped the table. After hearing this, he raised the rag in his hand and said, "As soon as you faint, take a rest and lock the door."
Not far away, Lin Shouyi smiled and said: "I must check it myself."
Lin Shouyi carefully wiped the window bars, studying at the foot of the mountain, practicing Taoism on the mountain, cultivating the body and cultivating the mind. Isn't it like this?
Shi Chunjia's husband, Bian Wenmao, also returned to this Huaihuang County town. The town belongs to the county and county governments. Bian Wenmao submitted his invitation and needed to pay a visit to Baoxi County Governor Fu Yu.
Fu Yu is also a member of a well-established family in the capital. The Bian family and the Fu family have some romantic relationships, and they both belong to the Qingliu of Dali. However, the Bian family is still much inferior to the Fu family. However, the Fu family does not have Cao, and Yuan Liang
After all, the surname Nan Na Zhong Ming Ding Shi does not belong to the surname of Shangzhu Kingdom. Fu Yu was once the literary secretary of Wu Yuan, the first county magistrate of Longquan, and he kept it secret.
After Longquan County was promoted to Longzhou, it had four counties under its jurisdiction: Celadon, Baoxi, Sanjiang and Xianghuo. The governor of Yuan County was one of the chief officials of Celadon County who was promoted on the spot. The other three prefectures were all from the capital, and all came from Han tribes. Baoxi
The county was captured by Fu Yu.
Bian Wenmao was willing to submit to the governor's office of Baoxi County, but he did not dare to visit the Celadon County Yamen. This was due to the strong prestige of the Shangzhuguo surname.
In fact, although Fu Yu is now the same rank as the direct grandson of the Yuan family, and they are both governors of the same county, but every time he goes to the governor's residence in the state city to discuss matters, not to mention Fu Yu, it is the governor Wei Li who faces the governor Yuan.
Not easy.
Not only is Commander Yuan's background, but Commander Yuan's own ethics and political methods are also the key.
Yu Lu and Xie Xie first went to the Yuan family's ancestral home, then rushed to the school and picked two unoccupied seats.
Both of them were foreign students at the old Shanya Academy in Dali, but they were not as close to Mr. Qi as Li Huai and others. They moved here as survivors of the Lu family, and they only saw Cui Dongshan, but they were not able to see the founder of Shanya Academy and this building.
Mr. Qi from a small town school.
Coincidentally, Song Jixin and his maid Zhigui also returned to their old places today. They did not go to the school class to sit down. Song Jixin had almost no contact with Lin Shouyi and the others at the school except Zhao Yao. Song Jixin brought
Zhigui went to the backyard. He sat at the stone table where Mr. Qi had instructed him to play chess with Zhao Yao. Zhigui stood outside Chaimen in the north as usual.
Song Jixin looked lonely and reached out to brush the table.
I wonder if Zhao Yao, who finally lost to me in chess, is still safe now that he is traveling in a foreign land.
Song Jixin turned his head and looked at Zhigui, who was bending a wicker in his spare time.
She stood on tiptoes and gently swayed the branches.
Song Jixin looked at her side face that he could never tire of and liked more than anything else. He couldn't hate it, was unwilling to let it go, and couldn't bear it.
She turned her head, as if she had completely forgotten the frankness that day, and turned into a maid who depended on Song Jixin again. She let go of her hand and said with a sweet smile: "Master, do you want to play chess?"
Song Jixin shook his head slightly.
In addition to Li Huai and Song Jixin, there were also two unexpected official figures who came to visit.
The diligent and pragmatic Governor Yuan, and the unruly Governor Cao.
None of them carried any retinue, one deliberately did not bring any, and the other did not have any at all.
In fact, these two people of the same age who were both born in the Shangzhu Kingdom were students of the old Shanya Academy in the capital of Great Li.
However, similar to Yu Lu, the subjugated prince, he had never seen Mr. Qi with his own eyes, let alone listened to Mr. Qi's teachings in person.
Cao Duzao was leaning against the window, with a vermilion wine gourd hanging around his waist. It was made of an ordinary material. The little wine gourd had been with him for as many years as he had been in the town. It was shiny when rubbed and had a nice pulp. It was Cao Duzao.
The beloved thing made by the supervisor cannot be replaced by a thousand pieces of gold.
Seeing the county magistrate who had taken off his official robe and put on a green shirt, Governor Cao was surprised and said: "Governor Yuan is a very busy man. He spins the top every day, his feet never leave the ground, and his buttocks don't touch the chair. Lord Yuan himself doesn't
I feel dizzy and look at everyone else as if they are drunk. A round trip to Huaihuang County will delay a lot of business."
Sheriff Yuan looked indifferent and said, "Talking to you will only delay things."
The two surnames of Da Li and Yuan Cao are now the most famous surnames of Shangzhu Kingdom in the entire Aquarius Continent. The reason is very simple. Half of the door gods posted on the territory of this continent are their ancestors, the old ancestors in Huaihuang County.
The ancestors of Cishan Confucian Temple and Shenxianfenwu Temple were also sculpted into golden bodies to enjoy incense as worshipers to the gods.
Cao Duzao took off the wine bottle from his waist, took a sip, and squinted his eyes, as if every time he drank, his life was complete.
Sheriff Yuan stood up straight, just like the lazy Governor Cao. This son of the Yuan family, who had an excellent reputation in Dali official circles, said: "I don't know that Governor Yuan always goes out drunk and wanders back."
Home, will you sober up a bit when you see the portraits of our ancestors on the door?"
Cao Duzao is famous for being arrogant and addicted to alcohol. He doesn't like to drink heavily, but drinks slowly and in small sips, so he seems to be drinking all day long. The road of life is to buy wine, stop halfway, and talk to everyone.
Can chat and spank.
Fortunately, the Kiln Supervision and Construction Office located in the small town is a clean yamen. It does not care about heaven or earth. It is nominally under the direct jurisdiction of the Ministry of Rites, and the Ministry of Officials in the capital has no right to interfere. In fact, whether the Ministry of Rites can take charge of it
With Longquan kiln supervising the construction, everyone in the officialdom of the capital city of Li was like a mirror.
Governor Cao specifically told his assistant officials that all officials and subordinates in the yamen should write good or excellent performance evaluations.
If you only get a good word, it would be great if you send some good wine.
It was excellent last year. If we don't send some wine, it will no longer be excellent this year.
The official rules of the kiln superintendent's office are so simple. They save worry and effort so that officials, big and small, will be stunned and beam with joy, regardless of whether the situation is clear or muddy. Such an easy-to-deal-with official is hard to find even with a lantern.
ah.
Governor Cao himself did not take his official title seriously, and over time the people of the town began to see that this young official was not pretending to be approachable, so they began to take it seriously.
Huang Erniang dared to laugh and scold him, and Liu Dayanzizi and his like who had moved to Zhoucheng also dared to call Cao Duzao brothers at the wine table. When they returned to Zhoucheng, they would tell people they were good buddies with Cao Duzao, and even
Even those big kids who wear crotchless pants like to play and fight with the idle Governor Cao. If they complain to their father, it will probably be useless. If they cry to their mother, as long as the woman is more aggressive, they will dare to take off Governor Cao's clothes.
Cao Duzao has already spoken the town dialect very authentically, but he would feel uncomfortable talking to others in Dali Mandarin.
Cao Duzao squinted at the very familiar colleague of his age and replied, "I wonder if Commander Yuan, who is the most observant of etiquette, would kneel down and kowtow every time he sees the portrait of the door god."
If the two of them had not come to this small town for experience, as they were starting out in the officialdom, the county governor Yuan Zhengding would never have said a word to each other, while the supervisor Cao Gengxin would probably take the initiative to talk to Yuan Zhengding, but there was absolutely no way he could say so.
"Graceful".
Yuan Zhengding was silent for a moment, "If you don't do your job properly, will you have the nerve to go to Chi'er Street in the future?"
Cao Gengxin shook the wine bottle in his hand and said with a smile: "You walk with your face. Master Yuan's words are very funny. Next time, who in the capital will dare to say that Master Yuan's only flaw is that he is not funny enough. I am on the way
If we touch each other, we will see two big mouths."
Yuan Zhengding continued to ask: "Do you still remember Guan Yiran and Liu Xunmei? If I remember correctly, these two generals liked to hang out behind you when you were young."
Now, although the ranks of those two people are still not too high, they are on par with Yuan Zhengding and Cao Gengxin. The key is the trend of officialdom later. It seems that those two generals have broken a big bottleneck.
That is the transformation of civil and military identities.
Cao Gengxin smiled and said: "Master Yuan, since you don't know who I am, don't say anything like you think you know me."
Yuan Zhengding pretended to be surprised, "Oh? May I ask who you are?"
Cao Gengxin took a sip of wine and said, "When I am not drunk enough, I am Cao the Drunkard. When I am drunk enough, I am Cao the Great Drunkard."
Yuan Zhengding smiled and said, "It really delayed things."
Cao Gengxin shook his head and said: "I'm here to see Mr. Qi's direct students, especially to ask Brother Dong for some glutinous rice wine without credit. Lord Yuan is different. I'm here to make friends with the prince. I'm superior to you."
Judge, I am the mud of the back streets where my boots are dirty, and Mr. Yuan is the bronze mirror on the high-hanging door, high-spirited, upright, and aboveboard."
Yuan Zhengding frowned and said: "In all these years, you have only learned to talk?"
Cao Gengxin asked: "Then have you learned it?"
Yuan Zhengding said in a deep voice: "It's not child's play!"
Cao Geng held the small wine pot in his heart, clasped his fists in his hands and begged for mercy: "Master Yuan, just focus on your own ability to rise to the top, don't worry about me, a lazy guy, not making progress."
Yuan Zhengding sighed in his heart.
If you don't like this person's style, you really don't like it. But deep down in his heart, Yuan Zhengding actually still hopes that this descendant of the Cao family can be a little more focused on climbing the official career.
Of course Yuan Zhengding was mainly interested in himself.
Whether it is officialdom, literary circles, rivers and lakes, or mountains.
Things are so strange in the world. Everyone who watches the fun likes the battle between rivals who are equally matched and is willing to pay more attention to it. It would not be such a good thing if someone were to go it alone early on.
The responsibilities of the Kiln Supervisory Office are actually very large.
Yuan Zhengding was very envious.
One is to prevent thieves, and you can also catch thieves yourself.
The four surnames and ten ethnic groups in the town, Song, Zhao, Lu, Li, Chen, Shi, etc., all have supervisory powers. This yamen appears to only supervise the firing of imperial porcelain, but in fact it can control everything. Yangjiapu
, Beiyue Piyun Mountain, Linlu Academy, Longquan Jianzong, Luolu Mountain, all the Xianjia Mountains in the west of the town, the school later opened by the Chen family in Longwei River, the large and small Wenwu temples in the prefectures and counties, the Chenghuang Temple, the Iron
Various landscape gods including Fu Jiang, Chongdan, Embroidery, Yuye Sanjiang, Hongzhu Town, feudal officials, people with big surnames, innocent families, low status, even those who are cultivators, have the peace and quiet card, as long as Cao Cao
If the supervisor wants to investigate, then he can do so, but the Ministry of Justice and the Ministry of Rites of Dali will not and dare not hold him accountable.
It's just that Cao Duzao, who was appointed by the late emperor, seems to have no regard for what he chooses.
Yuan Zhengding was both happy and worried. What he was happy about was that his neighbors, his peers who would have been the mortal enemies of the Great Li Temple in the future, were so unlucky. What he was worried about was the enterprising young emperor. Seeing that this Cao Geng didn't like him, one day he couldn't bear it anymore and even
The Cao family didn't even want to lose face, so they simply replaced them with someone else. In the future, after Yuan Zhengding was promoted to the governor of Longzhou and became a truly powerful official in the border areas, he would become constrained. After all, the experience of the past is clear to the new governor.
, definitely not easy to talk to.
Not far from the school.
There stood Ma Kuxuan and his maidservant Shudian.
They had eye contact with Cao Gengxin and Yuan Zhengding respectively, but neither of them had the intention to say hello.
I've never been a stranger.
Ma Kuxuan said: "When my grandma was alive, she liked to scold people very much. She just scolded people in front of her face. Those who didn't dare to scold people would scold them behind their backs. Among the people I knew, there were only three people who didn't scold them. Mr. Qi from the school, forget it.
A. My grandma said that Mr. Qi is a truly good man."
Ma Kuxuan tugged at the corner of his mouth, crossed his arms across his chest, leaned back, and leaned against a yellow mud wall, "In my hometown, people like to speak freely without holding back the door."
Ma Kuxuan laughed, and then said a strange saying: "You deserve this."
Shudian couldn't understand it at all, it was probably a local proverb.
Shudian only knows a little about the small town dialect, which is mostly flat, so there are no ups and downs.
It was rare for Ma Kuxuan to have more innocuous words with her. Instead, it was like making an unprecedented move. He explained with a smile: "It means that after listening to other people's words, it's like carrying a burden. Can't you bear it?"
That weight."
A young man walking out of the ancestral home in Muping Lane stopped for a long time when passing by Chen Ping'an's ancestral home.
Gu Can originally planned to go directly to Zhoucheng, but after thinking about it, he decided to go to the school.
At Niujiaoshan Ferry, on a cross-continental ferry from Laolongcheng north to Beiju Luzhou, a tall man stepped off the ferry and returned home for the first time after leaving his hometown.
Ruan Xiu smiled and said hello: "Hello, Liu Xianyang."
Liu Xianyang walked quickly with a bright smile, "Miss Ruan!"
Ruan Xiu nodded and threw over a sword tablet. If you get this thing, you can travel far and wide in the Longzhou boundary.
In fact, Liu Xianyang will be the direct descendant of the Longquan Sword Sect's ancestor hall in a few years.
Liu Xianyang was just lent to the elegant Chen family of Nan Po Suazhou for twenty years.
Liu Xianyang took the sword tablet, said goodbye, and went directly to Yufeng's ancestral home, then to a tomb near Longyao, and finally returned to the town.
He blocked the entrance to the Mud Bottle Alley and beat Gu Can.
Gu Can didn't fight back.
A woman in red who was dancing on the sea of clouds also changed her mind. After calculating the time, she did not go to Dali Capital and took a detour back to her hometown town.
Looking down, she found herself at the school.
Ruan Xiu went to the New Year's Eve shop in Qilong Lane, eating cakes along the way, and also headed to the school.
As a result, the already lively school became increasingly crowded.
Bian Wenmao left the Sheriff's Mansion and took a carriage to the street near the school. He raised the curtain and looked over there. He was surprised to find that Cao Duzao and Sheriff Yuan were standing together.
Bian Wenmao weighed the pros and cons. Since the two disciples of Shangzhu Kingdom were there, he stopped talking politely and lowered the curtain of the carriage to remind the coachman to move the carriage to another place.
As for the other people near the school, Bian Wenmao either knew them and had already dealt with them, or he was strangers to them and ignored them.
Bian Wenmao just waited for Shi Chunjia to leave the elementary school, and then they set off together to return to Dali Capital.
A guy who looked like a weak scholar actually regretted his decision and took Brother Long Bo to wander around the town carefully.
As a result, he was attracted by the "movements" at the school. Liu Chicheng gritted his teeth and silently told himself that he was just taking a look and not causing trouble. It was a kid with a yellow mouth on the roadside in this palm-sized place who jumped up and threw himself inexplicably.
Even if you slap someone in the face, you should also greet him with a smile!
Then Liu Chicheng and Brother Long Bo saw a scene.
The students at the school began to disperse at about the same time, so at a certain moment, everyone fell into the sight of pedestrians on the other side of the street.
The woman in Tsing Yi with ponytail, Ruan Xiu.
Li Baoping wearing a red cotton jacket,
Li Huai, Lin Shouyi, Dong Shuijing.
Yu Lu, thank you.
Ma Kuxuan.
Song Jixin, Zhigui.
Liu Xianyang, Gu Can.
Those people more or less glanced at Liu Chicheng who was standing on the roadside.
Especially Gu Can, with a playful smile.
Liu Chicheng's scalp was numb and his intestines were green with regret. This shouldn't have happened, it definitely shouldn't have happened.
If there was no one around, I would have slapped Brother Long Bo in the face. If you are stupid and you don’t even know how to persuade me, how can you be a close friend or critic?
Chai Bofu's realm is gone, but his vision is still there, but he is more stubborn than Liu Chicheng. I'm going to die now, so take it as you go.
Liu Chicheng humbly asked for advice: "Brother Long Bo, if you make a living here, how many days can you live?"
Chai Bofu was speechless.
It's just that those people are getting farther and farther away from the school and getting closer and closer to the street.
Chai Bo Fu then felt more and more suffocated.
Liu Chicheng stopped talking and smiled with Brother Long Bo: "Don't you know, Chen Pingan and I are close friends?!"
Chai Bofu thought for a while, nodded and said, "Me too."