It was snowing heavily on the streets of Bianjing. Zhang Yue looked at the bustling crowds around him. Zhang Yue thought that he was still alone, and the feeling of loneliness could not help but arise in his heart at this moment.
Even now, Zhang Yue is no longer the young man who came to Bianjing with nothing. He has accumulated some wealth by carving seals and has a shop.
But even so, he is just a snowflake in the sky, a person in the vast sea of people in Bianjing City, nothing special.
Zhang Yue comes to the month of fasting.
This Jiyue Zhai is not far from Taixue. Zhang Yue has passed by it before and didn't think it was any different. He only knew that there were many donkeys, carts and mule carts parked there on weekdays. It wasn't until he walked inside that he realized there was something special.
Jiyuezhai is not an ordinary teahouse. There are famous calligraphy and paintings hanging on the facade, flower stands on the left and right, and exotic pines and junipers. There is even a scene like "Xiandong Xianqiao" inside, which is used as a private room. Many ladies in the teahouse don't even
Covering his face, he sat in public and drank tea,
When Zhang Yue entered, he felt the eyes of several women looking at him.
I think the atmosphere in the Northern Song Dynasty was still relatively open, and women from the families of scholars and eunuchs often showed up in public.
Confucianists such as Sima Guang and Cheng Yi also strongly advocated that women should not peek into the middle door, and must cover their faces when leaving the middle door. This is just a promotion, but the trend has not yet been fully popularized.
Chapter Yue Fang arrived and a waiter came up to greet him: "What kind of tea do you want, sir? We have Qibao Leicha, steamed buns, scallion tea, and clear tea. If you don't want tea, you can also have a bowl of salt drum soup."
Zhang Yuexin was quite considerate.
Zhang Yue asked: "Is there a place that sells tea?"
“Of course.”
“I wonder what tea you want to buy?”
“Herbal tea.”
“Yes, sir, please come this way.”
Zhang Yue followed the waiter away, and the ladies having tea beside him looked away, each talking to himself.
Although it doesn’t sound true, there are many words like 襕shirt, scholar, and imperial student.
Zhang Yue walked to the tea shop and saw a pleasant-looking maid serving him.
Now I took a closer look and saw that there were a lot of teas sold inside, mostly herbal teas, many tea cakes, and most of them were Beiyuan tea from Jianyang.
Zhang Yue asked: "Is there any herbal tea with the scent of jasmine?"
The maid smiled and said: "My guest is really an expert. This tea has just been consigned here, but not many people in Bianjing know about it."
The other party took out the tea, Zhang Yue sniffed it and looked at it. It was indeed made according to what he had explained to Ouyang Fa.
Zhang Yue immediately bought some under the gaze of the beautiful maid.
Just when he was about to finish his shopping and leave, he bumped into someone and said, "Isn't this Mr. Zhang Sanlang?"
Zhang Yue looked familiar to the other person. The man smiled and cupped his hands and said, "Sanlang Jun, I am a subordinate of Wu Dalang Jun. When I first entered Bianjing from Pucheng, I had a close friendship with Sanlang Jun."
Zhang Yue suddenly realized that this was the case.
“San Lang, please sit down for a moment. Da Lang will be here soon.”
Zhang Yue did not expect to meet Wu Anshi here, so he said: "That's good."
Zhang Yue went to the inner room to have tea, and soon Wu Anshi arrived.
The two of them smiled and bowed.
"Sanlang, why haven't you been at home lately? Is it because I'm being careless in some way? You and I are friends in adversity."
Zhang Yue murmured in his heart that only you can bring up the topic of sharing adversities together. If you bring it up yourself, it will become a high priority.
“I have been busy with schoolwork recently, so I will pay a visit to Dalangjun’s house another day.”
Wu Anshi nodded and looked at Zhang Yue. He did not expect to meet Zhang Yue here.
In his heart, Liu Ji was the ideal choice for Qi Niang. As for Zhang Yue, he felt that apart from his good looks and talents, he did not dare to make any claims about the future.
However, a few days ago, Wu returned home and told his mother and his wife that Zeng Gong had fallen in love with Zhang Yue. At first, he didn't care because the Zeng family's family status was obviously not as good as his Wu family's.
But Wu Anshi thought about it again, who was Zeng Gong?
Ouyang Xiu’s most proud student, although he had a lot to do with Xiang Ping, he managed the family well. When his sisters got married, they all had good homes.
Wu Anshi regretted it a little. He thought carefully that although Zhang Yue was young, he still had great vision and insight, not to mention that he had mastered the Eleven Classics at the age of fifteen.
Chen Shengzhi, Ouyang Xiu, Chen Xiang, who are good at fortune-telling, all think highly of him, and now even Zeng Gong does too.
At present, it seems that Zhang Yue is not only bad at writing poems and poems, but he is indeed a talented person among the Han family's children. Zeng Gong's interest in Zhang Yue was known to the whole family, but Seventeenth Mother was the only one who kept it secret.
At this moment, Wu Anshi no longer dared to treat Zhang Yue as an ordinary Han family member, but smiled and said, "Sanlang, what have you been doing lately?"
Zhang Yue truthfully told him that he was studying poetry at Chen Xiang's place.
Hearing this, Wu Anshi glanced at Zhang Yue and thought, the second brother said that Sanlang didn't understand poetry, but if he followed Chen Xiang and learned it, it's hard to say what the future would be like.
Wu Anshi regretted that it would have been better if she had had another sister.
Thinking about it, Zeng Gong really has an advantage. He still has three girls who are not married, so even if the bet is wrong, it doesn't matter.
This is really ruining the market.
However, the Zeng family was so poor that they could hardly afford to go to Beijing to take the exam. Although several brothers have been awarded Jinshi, the family is still quite poor, which is not the best.
Zhang Yue said: “I wonder where Dalangjun’s jasmine tea came from?”
Wu Anshi immediately said intentionally or unintentionally: "I don't know about this. My wife's servants usually take care of it. I forgot to mention that this teahouse is my wife's dowry. My Wu family has a shop like this in Bianjing."
There are twenty or thirty rooms."
Zhang Yue nodded and said, "Da Langjun is really a great family and a great business."
The meaning of Wu An's poem is very clear, but if he knew what Chen Xiang warned Zhang Yue, he would definitely not say this.
In a nutshell, how can it be a good marriage if the family is not in the right place?
No matter how large the dowry is, it is still the wife’s property. Although the laws of the Song Dynasty state that the amount of household property is registered in the name of the head of the household, the wife’s property belongs to the dowry and must be clearly stated in the household registration. It will be convenient to divide it in the future.
A husband uses his wife's property privately. Although such a thing rarely goes to court, it will be condemned in public opinion.
Like the eldest brother Zhang Shi, he was able to eat from Lao Taishan without any worries to support himself and his second brother in studying, thanks to a sister-in-law who didn't care. It's just that his father-in-law and uncle both despised his eldest brother.
This is the case for ordinary wealthy people, but if you go up the ladder, officials like Liu Jiancheng are already good people. It is obvious that the other party has denied others, but in the end, Huang Haoyi got the bad reputation.
Not to mention one step higher than Liu Jiancheng. The higher-end the carnivore class, the more careful they are about budgeting. Even if their children are some playboys, they don't really have any knowledge at all. They have no money and no background, and they are self-righteous and follow others.
Calculation, the outcome will not be good.
Even if you are married, you will have to be manipulated by your father-in-law or wife in the future. Marrying a daughter-in-law will become a job, which is really boring. It is better to marry someone from a small family, even if you are not rich, you can know the cold and heat, and live a peaceful life.
The days were also good.
Of course, to think this way, you need to be capable or someone who sees things very clearly.
Just like this kind of family property, you can earn it yourself, so why bother to look at other people's faces all your life?
If you have a hang-up, you can do whatever you want.
Zhang Yue sat next to Wu Anshi and chatted for a while. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, but he didn't ask any more questions from beginning to end, and then stood up to leave.
After Zhang Yue left, Wu Anshi sat for a while and then realized that when he mentioned his family wealth, he had offended others with his words.
When Zhang Yue came to gather for monthly fasting, I originally wanted to find out who made this jasmine tea, but now I feel that I have thought too much.
Just behave normally, girls won’t like you anyway.
When he arrived at Chen Xiang's house, he gave the jasmine tea he bought directly to the teacher.
Chen Xiang is from Fuzhou and is accustomed to jasmine flowers. Now when he saw someone actually inserting this flower into tea, he suddenly found it wonderful.
Chen Xiang was full of praise, and it also aroused a little homesickness.
Zhang Yue thought to himself that even if he sent gold and silver, he would never be able to make Chen Xiang so happy, but this jasmine tea was the right gift.
When giving gifts, you have to find out what the person’s preference is.
"These teas must have cost a lot of money. I'll tell you how much they cost."
Zhang Yue said: "The students were also donated by others. I don't know how much they cost."
Chen Xiang took a deep look at Zhang Yue and said, "That's it, I'll accept it."
Chen Xiang continued to teach Zhang Yue Shi Fu.
Zhang Yue handed over all the poems and poems he had written during these days.
Speaking of which, poetry still needs to be accumulated in life, and the interest should be cultivated in daily life, but when you have something to think about, you should write it down.
The method Chen Xiang taught me before was indeed effective.
Zhang Yue wrote more than a dozen poems and handed them in this time. They were all written with emotion on his daily life. He even took a bath once and wiped half of the soap on them, but unexpectedly he felt inspired to write poems, so he went to write them down immediately.
In other words, "emotions are moved in the heart and shaped in words".
Chen Xiang looked at it, nodded slightly and said, "Finally there is some improvement."
Zhang Yue Xin Dao, still got a few words. I didn’t put in so much effort in memorizing the Nine Classics, so it seems that I really don’t have enough talent.
Chen Xiang said: "But there is a fallacy in your poem. You use east wind to refer to summer. 'The north wind is winter, the south wind is summer, the east wind is spring, and the west wind is autumn.' When writing poems, you don't use the common sayings of spring, summer, autumn and winter."
.These formats were discussed by later generations. When it came to the examination room, I was afraid that some examiners would not like it, so it became a convention."
“Students have remembered it,” Zhang Yue said humbly.
“That’s fine, let’s eat!” Chen Xiang said.
Zhang Yue saw that Chen Xiang had little conversation with him about poetry today, but he was used to his teacher's routine of studying poems, composing classics and their meanings, and talking about life during meals.
Sure enough, Chen Xiang said: "Zeng Zigu had many praises for you after he left."
Zhang Yue heard: "Is this serious?"
Seeing the solemn expression on Chen Xiang’s face, Zhang Yue quickly said: “Mr. Zeng is so complimentary, but the student cannot afford it.”
Chen Xiang laughed and said, "You don't have to be like this. Last time I told you that you were about to discuss marriage. How did you consider it?"
Zhang Yue said: "It's still a good match as Mr. said. However, I often hear people say that you won't get a wife before you have achieved fame, so I want to discuss the marriage later and find a good match after I have achieved fame."
"But my brother told me before I entered Fujian. Now I am in the capital and I have to make my own decisions. As a student with little experience, how can I have any ideas? Marriage matters are the orders of my parents and the words of the matchmaker. Both Bachelor and Mr. Ouyang are mine.
Elders, please ask the two elders to make the decision."
Chen Xiang looked delighted after hearing this, but he wanted to ask, why don’t you ask your second brother what he meant?
Chen Xiang hesitated for a moment, but ultimately did not say anything.