There are hundreds of hectares of fertile farmland here, with long stretches of land and good paddy fields. At this moment, tenants are farming one by one, and there are thousands of tenant households alone.
Half of the fields in Kuaiji Mountain belong to the Xie family. From the establishment of the Jin Dynasty to the present, their honor and favor have not diminished, and they are now a world-famous family.
But in the Xie family's ancestral home, it has always been extremely low-key. Compared with their family, those wealthy county officials who have a lot of servants and crowds of people when they go out look like bumpkin.
In Kuaiji Mountain, there are several thatched cottages, where Xie An lived in seclusion.
The weather is getting hotter.
Liu Xiu climbed to Kuaiji Mountain to visit Xie An.
Walking halfway up the mountain, I met a farmer who was planting vegetables. He came forward and said, "Li Ying, who is a junior, has come to pay homage to Mr. Xie. I wonder where Mr. Xie is?"
The farmer put away his hoe and said, "I am Xie An!"
"Greetings to Mr. Xie!" Liu Xiu said respectfully.
"Hey!" The farmer laughed and said, "You believed me when I said I was Xie An. I'm kidding you! How can there be a Xie An like me in the world? A real celebrity and a real gentleman. Do you think I look like Xie An like this?"
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"How different!" Liu Xiu said lightly: "Kong Ming can farm, why can't Xie An grow vegetables! Shun raised his hair among the acres, Fu Shuo raised it among the building blocks, Jiao Ge raised it among the fish and salt,
Guan Yiwu was raised in the earth, Sun Shuao was raised in the sea, Baili Xi was raised in the city. Princes and generals have such a sense of peace!"
"The king, the king, the minister, the father, the son, the son, this is the order of the world, so there is a nine-level Zhongzheng system!" Xie An said.
"The Wei State established the nine-level Zhongzheng system, but the country fell within ten years; the Jin State succeeded, but it was also short-lived. Liu Yuan's Han State, and Shi Le's Zhao State were also short-lived. The current Eastern Jin Dynasty is on the side, barely resisting Wang Dun's usurpation of the throne
, Constant temperature usurps the throne, but how many others can it block?"
Liu Xiu said coldly.
Xie An said: "How long can I last?"
Liu Xiu felt a little sad, looking at Xie An as if he saw Li Hongzhang in the late Qing Dynasty, who was a paper framer.
Xie An silently carried the hoe and headed towards the thatched cottage.
In the past, Kong Ming lived in seclusion in the mountains, and Xie An did the same. He seemed to be living in seclusion, but in fact he was sitting back and watching the world, waiting for the opportunity.
When he arrived at the thatched hut, Xie An put down his hoe, changed his clothes, and became fluttering in white clothes again, free and easy. He waved his hand and took out a scroll. When he opened the scroll, he saw eloquent calligraphy inside, starting with "Sang Luan Tie".
"Xi Zhi paused and was in great mourning. He first buried himself in the grave and then left the tea poison. He was extremely cruel, and his chants urged him to die. The pain penetrated his heart and liver, and he was in so much pain that he could do nothing! Although the trumpet was repaired, it did not gain speed. The sorrow and poison deepened, but he could do nothing!
The paper feels hard. I don't know what to say! Xizhi paused."
First it was running script, then it was cursive script. Every now and then it was written in cursive script, and the emotions went from being suppressed to violently changing.
"This is a gift from Xi Zhi... We are like bereaved dogs. We have fled here. The tombs of our ancestors have become overgrown with weeds. I feel ashamed!"
No less than war.
But as he traveled south, Xie An felt guilty that he could not worship his ancestors.
"Do you have pen and ink?" Liu Xiu said.
"I'll grind the ink for you!" Xie An said, stepping forward to grind the ink.
Liu Xiu picked up the brush and started writing, writing in a thin gold style, brushing dots and finishing in one go.
Xie An thought: "I know everything will be in vain after I die, but I am sad that I will not see the same people in all nine states. When Wang Shibei set the Central Plains Day, he did not forget to tell Nai Weng about family sacrifices!"
Reciting it again and again, as if in a daze, Xie An burst into tears.
"When my father passed away, I was thinking about the victory of the Northern Expedition and Wang Shi's plan to conquer the Central Plains. Unfortunately, year after year passed and the Northern Expedition failed again and again. The Northern Expedition became a dream!" Xie An choked up.
This is not the future generation, in which they would be proud to immigrate to the United States and Europe; but in today's era, when people move back to their hometown, things are expensive when they leave their hometown, and people are cheap when they leave their hometown. The reason why many northerners living in the south made the Northern Expedition was not for national justice.
, not for the people in the north, just to go home and worship our ancestors!
Xie An talked about the past, and Liu Xiu listened.
"Wang Meng is dead!" Liu Xiu said.
"I lost another friend!" Xie An said.
"Wang Meng is just a commoner, and the Jiangnan clan is rampant, so he is destined to be unable to tolerate him!!" Liu Xiu sighed.
"Not only can't tolerate him, but also can't tolerate me, otherwise I wouldn't live in seclusion in the mountains!" Xie An sighed: "The Jin Dynasty does not need talents, talents will only cause chaos in the world, and will only think about the Northern Expedition! The Northern Expedition is destined to fail, without
Who can succeed in the Northern Expedition, not Zudi, not me!"
"The people in the south don't want the Northern Expedition, the emperor doesn't want the Northern Expedition, the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty don't want the Northern Expedition, the general trend is that they all don't want the Northern Expedition, only a few of us, ignorant of current affairs, think about the Northern Expedition!"
"The world is too small. Either the Northern Expedition or the Southern Expedition!" Liu Xiudao said: "Wang Meng is dead, Fu Jian will definitely march south!"
"Fu Jian's talents are average and the Southern Expedition will be defeated; if Wang Meng is alive, the Southern Expedition may be successful!" Xie An frowned.
"Wrong! Wang Meng can't conquer the Jin Dynasty in the south, just like Bai Qi can't attack Handan!" Liu Xiudao: "Famous generals can only follow the trend and go against the will of heaven. Even famous generals will be defeated! No matter Wang Meng or you,
We are all humans, not gods. We can follow the trend, but we cannot go against heaven!"
Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, leisurely discovering Nanshan Mountain!
Although they have not known each other for a long time, they seem to have been familiar with each other for a long time.
Wang Meng lurked in Zhongnan Mountain, and Xie An lived in seclusion in Kuaiji Mountain, both to support his family. In the end, they both came out of the mountains like Zhuge Liang, but their fates were very different. Wang Meng chose to die of exhaustion, and finally died of exhaustion.
Xie An was just a lot more chic, chatting constantly, and in the end he just became Zhou Yu.
"The mountains are not high, if there are immortals, they are famous. If the water is not deep, there are dragons, which are spiritual. This is a humble house, but I am virtuous. The moss marks on the steps are green, and the grass is green in the curtains. There are scholars talking and laughing, and there are no white people coming and going. It can be adjusted.
A simple qin, reading the Golden Scripture. No messy ears of silk and bamboo, no laborious shape of documents. Zhugelu in Nanyang, Yunting of Western Shuzi. Confucius said: How can it be so shabby?"
"If you live high in a temple, you will worry about its people; if you live far away from the rivers and lakes, you will worry about your ruler. You will also worry when you advance, and you will also worry when you retreat. But when will you be happy? Worry about the world first, and then be happy when the world is happy!
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During the relationship, Liu Xiu wrote two posts and presented them to Xie An.
Xie An also gave three book stickers in return: "June Post", "Mountain and River Post" and "Worry Post"
After collecting the calligraphy posts, Liu Xiu kept flirting. It’s a pity that she can’t return to modern society. If she did, with three posts, she would be able to show off to the world!
Half a month later, Liu Xiu left.
He left, but with the spread of posts such as "Showing Posts", "Hummy House Posts", and "Joyful Posts", and the popularity of Slim Gold Body, legends about him spread everywhere.
If you can't find it, your reputation will be even greater!