Chapter 596: A wise man was born and a good man was born [Please vote for me!]
"Brother Lianghan? Why are you here? It's so early in the morning. Xingzifang is so far away. Why are you coming here from Xunyangfang..."
Early morning, inside a courtyard of Chengtian Temple.
Yuan Huaimin was sticking his butt out and immersed himself in busy work in the court.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, he turned around cautiously and saw Ouyang Rong's figure appearing at the door of the courtyard. Yuan Huaimin's face changed slightly and he blurted out a question.
Ouyang Rong walked into the yard with a calm look on his face, ignoring Yuan Huaimin who was bending over and looking back with his butt in a strange posture. He looked around, walked to the kitchen, and took a sip of spring water from the vat.
The movements are skillful, just like returning to your own home.
"Good morning, brother Huaimin, you got up so early to show off your butt...?"
Ouyang Rongping took the water ladle and walked out of the kitchen. He drank water and said casually.
"Morning? Where is it early?"
Yuan Huaimin had a straight face and corrected him very seriously:
"It's getting late. I'm about to go on duty. Brother Lianghan, have you eaten? There's no clue if you haven't eaten. I haven't eaten either. There's really no food here. Brother Lianghan, please stop wandering. Oh, don't go in.
."
Ouyang Rong kept wandering around, looking here and there, while smiling and nodding:
"It's really getting late. Well, the sun is really basking on your butt."
"..."
Yuan Huaimin sounded resentful, stepped aside, pointed at the bamboo slips and ancient books lying on the ground in the sun, and sighed:
"Why are you showing off your butt? I am showing off my books. Brother Lianghan, please don't ruin my innocence with your nonsense."
Ouyang Rong waved his hand:
"It's okay. It's okay to dry your butt with the book."
Yuan Huaimin spread his hands helplessly: "Can you not mention the butt thing?"
The morning sun was cold but warm. Yuan Huaimin took advantage of the sunshine to dry up his books in the courtyard. After working hard all morning, his forehead was covered with fine drops of sweat. He raised his sleeves to wipe it away.
A sweat towel was handed over.
Yuan Huaimin first looked down at it, then looked up at his friend Ouyang Rong who smiled and handed over the sweat towel.
He didn't answer and continued to wipe the sweat with his sleeves while saying expressionlessly:
"This is what I use to wipe my feet after soaking my feet every day. You put it back."
Ouyang Rong's expression remained unchanged and he nodded: "Actually, they are all the same."
"?"
Yuan Huaimin was speechless for a while and asked curiously: "When did Liang Han return to Xunyang City?"
Ouyang Rong put his hands behind his back and circled around Yuan Huaimin and the pile of books on the ground twice. He looked up at the morning sun, which was not too dazzling. He narrowed his eyes and said:
"If you don't come back, Brother Huaimin's vacation will be longer than the annual vacation."
Yuan Huaimin sneered: "Brother Lianghan is joking, I, I was really unwell the day before yesterday, so I took two days off, and I also asked the female historian for permission. The female historian personally approved it, which is not a fake."
Ouyang Rong nodded: "I can see it. No wonder I came out to bask in the sun. It turns out that I am feeling unwell, which makes sense."
Yuan Huaimin scratched his head: "It's much better today. I was planning to go out to Jiangzhou Hall. I didn't expect Lianghan to come. Haha, what a coincidence."
Ouyang Rong saw through it without saying anything, and said calmly:
"Okay, hurry up and change your clothes and get ready to go out. I really haven't eaten. Don't worry, you don't have to pay for the treat today. I'll do it."
Yuan Huaimin looked strange: "Hey, why did Lianghan treat me so well today?"
"Isn't it always like this?" Ouyang Rong asked seriously.
The corner of Yuan Huaimin's mouth twitched.
He swallowed his words and planned to talk after breakfast.
"Okay, wait for me."
Being able to eat, drink, and whore his friends for free, Yuan Huaimin quickly ran back to his room and dressed quickly, not wanting to waste a moment.
Ouyang Rong curled his lips, thinking that if everyone had the same motto, then Yuan Huaimin's would be easy to guess:
Every day that you don't spend time in whoring is a failure of life.
"Hey, what are you watching recently?"
Ouyang Rong wanted to go to the entrance of the courtyard and wait, but out of the corner of his eye he caught sight of the words on the books on the ground. He squatted down in the morning sun, flipped through a few pages with his fingers, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and ask.
"Tao Yuanming's collected works, Tao Gong's life story, followed by later generations, Tao Gong's biography compiled by literati from the Qian and Qian Dynasties, and some unofficial anecdotes, including his own biography of Mr. Wuliu..."
Yuan Huaimin's voice came from inside the room, and he answered casually, as if he knew everything from his family's treasures.
Ouyang Rong lowered his eyes and rolled his eyes, calmly:
"Why is Brother Huaimin interested in Tao Yuanming?"
"I used to admire Mr. Tao a lot, but lately, well, it's not because you all come to ask questions one by one, and by the way, I've become more interested."
The voices in the room paused, and Ouyang Rong saw Yuan Huaimin lowering his head to arrange his official clothes before walking out of the room.
Yuan Huaimin twisted his wrist and said casually:
"By the way, Brother Lianghan, Mr. Tao also served as a county magistrate in Longcheng. Haha, they are the same. Moreover, the more I look at them, the more I feel that Brother Lianghan is very similar to Mr. Tao."
"looks like?"
"picture."
Ouyang Rong looked at Yuan Huaimin with a calm face and asked:
"Where does it look like?"
"I don't know how to describe it. Let's put it this way, you both have a contradictory and mixed temperament. You have the elegance of a hermit who was born in the world, and the melancholy of joining the world to save the people. It's interesting and interesting."
Ouyang Rong picked up a copy of "The Biography of Mr. Wu Liu" from the ground and shook the book:
"Brother Huaimin is wrong. Tao Yuanming himself said in his autobiography that he only had three major interests in his life, one was reading, the second was drinking, and the third was writing articles. There was no interest in helping the world and saving the people."
"No, no. Brother Lianghan, look at Tao Yuanming. You can't read his collected works and see what he wrote."
Yuan Huaimin shook his head and spoke one truth after another:
"But we have to look at the era he lived in and what he did in that era. These can only be found in official and unofficial history, but not in his collected works.
"If you just read his poems and articles, you would think that he is really a hermit who wholeheartedly admires the pastoral landscape.
"But if you look at the era he lived in, the Southern and Northern Dynasties were in conflict, with the Southern Song Dynasty in the south and the Northern Wei Dynasty in the north.
"The Southern Song Dynasty was newly established, and Emperor Wu of the Song Dynasty promoted poor men on a large scale. Later, the Yuan-Jia Northern Expedition and the overwhelming war between the Southern Song Dynasty and the Northern Wei Dynasty occurred.
"That's the Yuan Jia in the story that Brother Lianghan mentioned casually before, 'Yuan Jia hastily sealed the wolf as a coward, and won the hasty expedition to the north.' In the three Yuan Jia Northern Expeditions, the Northern Wei Dynasty won all, and the newly born Southern Song Dynasty suffered a great loss...
"Tao Gong lived in such an era, where the war was in turmoil. There was not only the hope of the Northern Expedition to restore the Central Plains, but also the danger of the country being defeated. I would like to ask Brother Lianghan, can the scholars of this era really indulge in the mountains and rivers and live in seclusion?
"Not really. Besides, since you are living in seclusion, why did you want to be an official before? Being the county magistrate for those eighty-one days in Longcheng? Was it just for the five buckets of rice? I don't believe it."
Ouyang Rong listened patiently and raised his eyebrows:
"You have a surname of Yuan, and your ancestors are from the Tuoba clan of the Xianbei royal family in the Northern Wei Dynasty. It's strange to say that you regret the failure of the Northern Expedition in the Southern Song Dynasty."
"Well, it's not important. Three hundred years ago, my name was Tuoba Huaimin. Three hundred years later, my name is Yuan Huaimin. I am a citizen of the Zhou Dynasty who has long enjoyed the glory of the saint. Brother Lianghan, you still say that I, you
It’s a compound surname, so it’s impossible to say that he was also a barbarian from outside the Pass three hundred years ago.”
"Brother Huaimin, don't be embarrassed. You can check the Ouyang family genealogy in Nanlong, and it can be traced back to the lineage of the Yue King in the Spring and Autumn Period..."
Yuan Huaimin muttered: "Isn't that also a southern barbarian?"
"What did you say?"
"nothing."
Yuan Huaimin waved his hand and made a haha. He came over, took the "Biography of Mr. Wu Liu" from Ouyang Rong's hand, placed it on the ground again, and spread it out to bask in the sun.
He straightened up from his stoop and said seriously:
"No matter what, Tao Gong is the same as Brother Lianghan. No matter how you look at it, you have a contradictory temperament that is both worldly and worldly.
"It's just that Tao Gong's temperament is more focused on reclusiveness and less concerned about the world;
"Brother Lianghan, your temperament is more focused on being involved in the world and caring for the people, and is relatively less reclusive."
Yuan Huaimin touched his chin, looked at his friend, and said with a smile:
"But I always feel that this should be related to the experience of the two of you. Tao Gong should be the first scholar to enter the world. Like the scholars of that era, he may have worked hard and failed before choosing to live in seclusion, so this aspect of his temperament
heavier.
"Brother Lianghan, you are one of the few scholars with the most outstanding abilities. You are better than Tao Gong at first sight in terms of joining the world. You have entered the world to benefit the people and have won every step. That's why you have such perseverance and perseverance.
People admire and envy you.
"As for Brother Lianghan's relatively weak worldly temperament..."
Yuan Huaimin paused in his words and stared at Ouyang Rong for a moment. His eyes were filled with confusion for a while, then he shook his head and said:
"I have known Brother Lianghan for so long. Brother Lianghan's character and conversation give me a very novel feeling from time to time, as if he comes from a cultural atmosphere that I have never been exposed to. Brother Lianghan's hometown of Luling Nanlong is probably
An interesting place, like a paradise, can cultivate such an unworldly temperament."
Ouyang Rong lowered his eyes and listened, silent.
After making casual comments, Yuan Huaimin clapped his hands and laughed, pointed at him and said:
"What's interesting is that Tao Gong may have been looking for a peach blossom garden for the rest of his life, while Liang Han came from the peach blossom garden and went to the world at the foot of the mountain. One is a person in the world who gradually becomes addicted to the world, and the other is a person outside the world who actively works hard.
He has joined the world, and he is still considered a humble scholar. Brother Lianghan, you also said that he is not like Tao Gong. His temperament is really amazing.
"In the future, when I get older and return to my hometown, I'll see if I can create a legacy for both of you, haha."
Under the sun, Ouyang Rong squinted his eyes, was quiet for a while, and said slowly:
"You are so smooth-talking, you want to take the postgraduate entrance examination?"
"Postgraduate entrance examination? What is this? Is it for research?" Yuan Huaimin was confused.
Ouyang Rong twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, without explaining.
But after hearing these words, he took a high look at Yuan Huaimin. Although this guy was out of tune, lived a sloppy and casual life, and was free and easy and optimistic, his attainments in literature and history were not simple, and he observed very carefully. From some angles, he didn't know
Thought about it.
In a sense, Ouyang Rong is indeed regarded as an "outsider" who is actively participating in the world, and he is right.
As for Tao Yuanming, he is a legendary swordsman whose hidden identity is Hanshi. I want to ask, in the era of the tripod struggle between the Southern and Northern Dynasties, can a sword master with a [cauld sword] be a completely unworldly person? How did he become a sword master?
Hanshi was born in the Southern Song Dynasty.
Ouyang Rong suddenly pointed to the books on the ground: "You can read more about these things. If you have any new discoveries or insights about Tao Yuanming, you can also discuss them with me."
Yuan Huaimin scratched his head: "Brother Lianghan, aren't you afraid that I will delay my official duties?"
Ouyang Rong wanted to say, "Does it make any difference to you whether there is a delay or not?", but he said seriously: "This is also part of the official duties, involving major court affairs that I and Rong Nushi are presiding over. I can't tell you what they are for the time being.
"
Ouyang Rong was only half-joking, but he didn't expect Yuan Huaimin to nod seriously.
"I understand, Tao Gong is indeed not a simple person now." He suddenly muttered.
Ouyang Rong glanced at Yuan Huaimin.
At this time, the latter also finished cleaning up, touched his belly, and looked at him expectantly. Ouyang Rong turned around and went out, followed by Yuan Huaimin, and they went to have breakfast together.
While walking on the road, Ouyang Rong looked back with a serious look on his face:
"By the way, since Tao Yuanming has been mentioned, I actually have one more thing to ask for. When we were talking about the rebellion against the traitor Li Zhengyan, didn't you mention that your Jingzhaoyuan clan had included the authentic version of Tao Yuanming's "Peach Blossom Spring"?
"Where is it now? Can you lend it to me to read? It's okay. If it's a long way, you can wait. If you don't have a convenient way to pass the news, I can also help you find someone to send the letter back to Beijing..."
Ouyang Rong spoke in a sincere tone. Halfway through, he noticed that Yuan Huaimin had a strange look on his face, and he hesitated to speak.
"What's wrong? If you have anything to say, just say it."
"Liang Han, there is no need to go back to Beijing to pick it up. The original "Peach Blossom Spring" is now in Xunyang City."
"What's the meaning?"
"Um, didn't Rong Zhen, the female historian, tell you? She asked me for it a long time ago, and their Supervisory Yuan sent someone to take my family letter back to pick it up. It happened to be delivered the day before yesterday, and it should be in the hands of the female historian, eh, I
I haven’t even seen her, and I haven’t asked her what she wants to do.”
Having said this, Yuan Huaimin touched the back of his head and smiled:
"However, the female historian was very happy to approve the fakes at that time... Alas, brother Lianghan, where are you going? You are running so fast, didn't you agree to treat me to breakfast... A gentleman's words are hard to chase! A true man promises a thousand pieces of gold!"
he shouted urgently.
"Eat whatever you want and take the postgraduate entrance examination."
Yuan Huaimin:......
…
"Why does Bachelor Ouyang have time to come here?"
"Rong Nu Shi joked. This is the official's duty. Of course, you have to come and see it often. The official will keep an eye on the progress of the Buddha every day. He knows better than everyone else. Everything Wang Caozhi and the others do is arranged by the official.
, although it is in the process of being completed, it will not delay the progress."
"Oh, the progress is not delayed, so your heart has returned to our side?"
"Rong Nu Shi, stop teasing your subordinates."
"How dare I make fun of you?"
Xunyang Grottoes, Ouyang Rong came directly from Xingzifang.
Rong Zhen asked Yuan Huaimin for the manuscript of "Peach Blossom Spring" in advance, which caught him off guard.
But thinking about it, it's not surprising that Rong Zhen would definitely not ignore the unusual clues about the rebels. Previously, people from Li Zhengyan's side came to Yuan Huaimin with a picture of Wu Daozi's Peach Blossom Spring, and asked about the "Peach Blossom Spring"
content……
Next to the construction site of the Giant Buddha, in a pavilion, after chatting for a while, Ouyang Rong said with a smile:
"Ms. Shi, Yuan Huaimin asked me this morning about his original copy of "The Peach Blossom Spring", what do you think of it..."
"Do you want to see it?"
Rong Zhen asked directly.
Ouyang Rong was speechless. He didn't expect it to be so direct.
Without waiting for his reply, Rong Zhen waved his hand, turned around and walked out of the pavilion: "I remember that when you received the imperial edict before, you asked the Xiuwen Museum if there were any authentic works by these celebrities. Are you scholars interested in this stuff?
?
"That's right, your culture is not bad, you are just low-key. I underestimated you before... Just wait here. I will get it for you. Don't go away. Wait a moment and return it.
I have something to discuss with you."
"Ah?" Ouyang Rong didn't expect Rong Zhen to be so cheerful and considerate, or was he just thinking?
The back of the cold girl in palace attire had just walked out of the pavilion a few steps when she suddenly stopped and turned around to ask:
"Where is your ice-white jade hairpin?" Her cold eyes fell on the wooden hairpin that tied his crown.
Ouyang Rong clenched his fist and covered his mouth: "I didn't wear it at home."
Rong Zhen twitched the corners of his lips and continued to leave. Ouyang Rong saw her back and waved his hands:
"It's best if you don't wear it. It's a little noisy because of the clanking. Anyway, it's not appropriate for you men to wear it..."
Ouyang Rong was speechless. He originally wanted to say, "Then you still want it," but her next sentence blocked him up again.
Ouyang Rong watched Rong Zhen walk into a nearby mountain forest. The leaves in early spring were still sparse, and he could faintly see the eaves of a roof exposed deep in the forest, which looked like a house.
There was a faint melodious sound of the piano.
Is the original copy of "The Story of Peach Blossom Spring" placed here? Rong Zhen and the others have already checked it...
He frowned slightly.
My heart suddenly became alarmed... Is it too obvious that I came to ask for it this time? Could it be that Rong Nushi was testing him?
But he didn't show any signs of it, Rong Zhen gave it to him without saying a word.
Ouyang Rong, standing quietly in the pavilion, looked around and glanced at the carriage driven by Ali not far away. Under the carriage seat, there was a piano case quietly placed...
He observed the situation calmly.
At this moment, a resentful voice like a purdah woman's voice came from the side:
"Good brother-in-law, you are finally here, but you have to give me a review. I can't stay in this grotto for a day..."
Ouyang Rong frowned and turned his head to look.
It was Wang Caozhi who came in a hurry.
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PS: I only try to write this chapter to 5k, not including additional updates.
Another 3,000 votes, and I currently owe 20 chapters. It seems a little bad, the monthly votes are really going to be filled up or2 (whisper)