On the ninth day of September in the second year of Shengping, there was an elegant gathering on Qiyun Mountain in Qiantang County, Wu County, Yangzhou. It was the beginning of Chen Caozhi’s rise to prominence. When he went up the mountain in the morning, no one recognized Chen Caozhi. But when the sun went down, the picnic banquet was over, and everyone met.
When he was brought down the mountain, Chen Caozhi was already recognized by everyone.
The wonderful new essay on "I and Dian Ye" only shows Chen Caozhi's wonderful understanding of Confucian classics, but what is even more unforgettable is the figure of a handsome young man sitting on a rock on a mountain, swaying in the wind, with the sun reflecting on the young man.
The Keting flute in his hand is a two-hundred-year-old ancient flute, emerald green and crystal clear, as if it were made of newly chopped green bamboo. The six-hole jumping slender fingers of the Keting flute also look like they were carved from white jade——
At the top of the solitary mountain, the autumn wind blows, and the flute music is intermittent and continuous, and the meaning of the music is surprisingly new. The flute sound is lowered, lowered, everyone holds their breath and concentrates, it seems inaudible, but deep in the stream, you can hear it carefully, suddenly
, like a rainbow flying across, or like fireworks suddenly rising, the flute sound suddenly rises, so high that people worry that the flute pipe will be blown apart, it soars into the sky, circles and dances, and then calms down safely, the flute sound passes, emotions gather, the beauty of music
It is like a surging river, which makes people feel that the dead are like this and life is short.
Elegance and sentimentality are the two major factors of Jin people's aesthetics. At that moment, Chen Caozhi monopolized them, just like the Hujia in Liu Kun's tower, feeling sad and stupid. Even Chu Wenbin temporarily forgot his hatred for Chen Caozhi and thought for a while.
Get slender.
Feng Lingbo, a fourteen-year-old girl, knelt down beside her father Feng Mengxiong. Her bright eyes were looking at the beautiful young man with low eyebrows and swollen eyebrows. The wide sleeves of his Ge shirt seemed to be fluttering in the wind. Feng Lingbo felt worried. She
I once heard my father tell the story of how Chen Cao's brother and sister-in-law first met at the Qiyun Mountain Gathering, and the girl's feelings were very longing——
On September 9th, in Qiyun Mountain, young students from Qiantang County gathered together. There were many handsome men among them, especially those from poor families who were able to go to Guanlantai. Their looks, talent and learning were generally higher than those of the gentry, because the gentry's children were both beautiful and ugly.
Both the wise and the foolish are qualified to study, but if a child from a poor family is ugly, even his tutor will think that he has no future. Zuo Si, a great talent in the Taikang period of the Western Jin Dynasty, Zhong Rong's "Shi Pin" calls his poetry style "Zuo Si Fengli"
", was highly regarded. He was such a great talent, but because of his ugly appearance, he was quite embarrassed when he first entered Luoyang. At that time, Pan Yue, a famous and beautiful young man, was playing on the Luoyang Road with a slingshot. Women surrounded him with hands and praised him, and threw fruits into the cart;
Zuo Si also wanted to imitate Pan Yue, but he was spurned by the old woman. The child was flying stones. If he hadn't escaped quickly, he would have been killed——
"Judge a person by his appearance, and you will lose his talent." But this is how the Jin people reached their peak!
Feng Mengxiong took his daughter to Qiyun Mountain. Although he did not say it clearly, he actually wanted his daughter to choose her own husband. The nobles did not seek high places, and there were many talents from poor families. His status, Feng Mengxiong, was not low. If his daughter liked him, he could always succeed, but Feng Lingbo did not pay attention.
Looking at the others, it seemed that Chen Caozhi was the only one in the huge Qiyun Mountain. But what made her sad was that Chen Caozhi only smiled and nodded to her when he recognized her downstairs in Yicui, and spent most of the rest of the day watching her.
It didn't even cross her face.
…
Zhongzhengguan said to Chen Caozhi when he was leaving with a full ceremony: "My little friend Cao, today I know the wonderfulness of King Hengye's gift of the flute and his appreciation for talents. I visited the remaining talents from the twelve counties of Wu County, and you are enough.
It’s a pleasure for me to be able to help you on your journey.”
At this point, Quan Li looked at Chen Caozhi and said in a low voice: "But I can only promote you to the sixth rank. The rank of the nobles in this county will be higher than yours. Don't be discouraged."
Chen Caozhi bowed deeply and said, "Young Master, I will always bear in mind your kindness and righteousness."
Quan Li smiled and said: "Okay, in March next year, you will come to Wu County to be evaluated by the Yangzhou Zhongzheng Official. If I am still in Wu County at that time, I will definitely come to meet you - eh, in today's world, music can be used to penetrate deeply.
The only people who have my heart are Xiaoyou and King Huanye."
Chen Caozhi presented the full gift and boarded the car first. Feng Mengxiong came over and said that it was already dusk and invited Chen Caozhi to rest at his house for the night. Chen Caozhi did not inform his widow in advance that he would come to visit Uncle Feng another day.
Feng Lingbo watched Chen Caozhi board the car and leave, feeling sad.
Feng Mengxiong saw this and nodded secretly, twirling his beard and smiling. After getting in the car, he asked in a low voice: "Ling Bo, will you let your mother go to Chenjiawu to visit Chen Caozhi's mother in a few days?"
Feng Lingbo knew the meaning of his father's words and wanted to shake his head, but felt rude and said, "Just go with the family friendship and don't mention anything else."
Feng Mengxiong asked: "Why is this?"
Feng Lingbo said angrily: "Oh, daddy, stop talking, you don't understand."
Feng Mengxiong scratched his head. He really didn't understand that although his daughter had not yet bowed her hair, some things were difficult to ask in detail. She had to wait until she got home and let her mother slowly ask her questions.
…
Zongzhi and Run'er have visited under the loquat tree at the side door of the villa several times, but they haven't seen Uncle Chou come back. The first few times they looked for a while and then followed Xiaochan and Qingzhi back to their mother Ding Youwei's small courtyard.
I went out to see it again, for the last time, but seeing dusk rising, the birds returning to their nests, and the sky getting dark, the two children refused to go back to the small courtyard and had to wait until Uncle Chou came back.
Ding Youwei also came out and waited together, comforting the two children and saying, "Your third grandfather and cousin are not back either, so don't worry."
Just as he was talking, he heard wheels rolling on the road and several ox carts driving back. They were the patriarch Ding Yi and his sons Ding Xia Shang and Ding Chunqiu. Ding Yi saw Ding Youwei and said with a smile: "Chen Caozhi is right behind."
." Then he went in.
Ding Xia Shang and Ding Chunqiu also said hello to Ding Youwei respectively, which made Ding Youwei secretly strange. His uncle was very nurturing. Although he was displeased with her marrying into a poor family, he never deliberately looked down on her. However, brothers Ding Xia Shang and Ding Chunqiu were different.
, believed that their cousin's marriage to a poor family had tarnished the Ding family's family tradition and made them lose face in front of other descendants of the Qiantang gentry. Therefore, the two brothers had always ignored their cousin Ding Youwei. Why did they take the initiative to say hello today?
Zongzhi and Run'er heard that Uncle Chou's bullock cart was behind them, so they rushed out to greet him. Ding Youwei asked Xiaochan and Qingzhi to follow and take care of them so as not to fall. She stood quietly under the loquat tree and waited quietly.
, after a while, I heard the cheerful laughter of two children, and in the dusk, a tall white figure came back holding two short little shadows.
Ding Youwei was not in a hurry to ask Xiaolang about the gathering at Qiyun Mountain, and Xiaolang's expression was the same as before. He always had a faint smile, which made people feel reassured. But because of this, she couldn't tell from Xiaolang's expression.
The result of this gathering.
But Ding Youwei didn't ask, but someone would ask anxiously. Xiaochan quietly asked Laide: "Laide, has Cao Zhixiao Langjun been admitted?"
Laide replied: "I don't know whether I'm here or not. I didn't hear anyone say, go up the mountain, go down the mountain, and then come back."
Ran Sheng had a better brain than Laide and said with a smile: "Young Master is definitely worthy of the title. The Zhongzheng officer held your hand while going up and down the mountain. The other people's eyes were so wide that they were extremely envious."
Ding Youwei then asked: "Cao Zhi, who is the Zhongzhengguan?" When he learned that it was Sanqi Chang who served Quanli, Ding Youwei's heart immediately dropped, and joy overflowed from his chest.
After dinner, brothers Ding Xia Shang and Ding Chunqiu came to visit Chen Caozhi in their cousin's courtyard. They sat and talked in the small hall on the first floor. Although Ding Chunqiu couldn't let go of his reserve and apologized to Chen Caozhi, his demeanor was no longer the same as before.
Although he was so arrogant, even though the gap between scholars and common people was still there, he didn't know how to have in-depth conversations, so he just said a few general words and then left.
When Chen Caozhi sent the Ding brothers out of the hospital, Ding Chunqiu still couldn't hold it back and asked, "Who is that girl?"
Chen Caozhi replied: "I have never seen him before and I don't know his name."
Ding Chunqiu thought that Chen Caozhi refused to say anything, so he shook his head and left.
