This winter solstice did not wait for snow, but there was a heavy rain.
Two eunuchs were fanning themselves over a pot of soup in the corner of the stove, complaining constantly.
"What kind of scholar, do you have something wrong with your brain? Painting in the rain, drawing a chicken feather? When you get caught in the heavy rain, you will be a mess. If you can be called a genius, I can represent Dahua to participate in the cultural conference between the two countries."
Got it!"
"The sick seedlings can be blown away by a gust of wind. How can you pretend to be cool when you have to go out in the rain? Not only do you make yourself sick, but also cause us to run extra errands for no reason. It's already dark, and we still have to do it in the rain.
Make medicine here."
The little eunuch continued to complain, checking the quality of the soup on the stove from time to time.
The rain outside is getting heavier and heavier, the sky is getting dark, and there are no people in the small courtyard or pavilion. The young men who come here choose to stay in their rooms.
The palace maids and eunuchs also stopped work early, and most of the entire small residence was cleaned up. If they work harder tomorrow morning, they can completely clean it up.
Now the palace maids and eunuchs are delivering food to each room. There are not many people coming, so it is not very busy.
At this time, the outside suddenly became lively, and they saw Xu Chang leading the way, and Liu Weitai was holding an umbrella and protecting someone coming inside.
The two officials in charge have never behaved like this before. I wonder who could make them receive him so respectfully.
The surrounding maids and eunuchs were all curious and looked over.
After taking a closer look, I realized that the person coming now was not a young man, but an old man in gray robes who was over seventy years old.
The old man walked very slowly, swaying every step, and was being supported by another young man.
This young man is a familiar face. He met Ouyang Wenxiu at Xiangyun Restaurant today.
"The old man was welcomed in personally by two adults. The one supporting him seems to be Mr. Ouyang. Could it be that this old man is Mr. Ouyang Zheng, Ouyang, who is known as the 'Southern Sage'?"
"This... how is this possible? Shouldn't Mr. Ouyang be living in seclusion in Ouyang's ancestral home in Jiangnan? How could he suddenly appear in the capital?"
"Who knows? But with this kind of treatment and at this age, who else but Mr. Ouyang Zheng can do it?"
The little eunuch who was fanning the fire and cooking the medicine was discussing in a low voice.
The two young eunuchs in the palace knew about Nan Sheng, which shows how famous Nan Sheng was.
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One of the "Three Saints" in Hua Dynasty. After the death of Mr. Dongyue, the name of the Three Saints has ceased to exist in name only. In addition, Sima Lang, who calls himself the "Sage of Wine", has no interest in world affairs in the Sichuan and Shu areas, and is only known to the world.
This is the "Southern Saint" Mr. Ouyang Zheng.
This old gentleman can be said to be the supreme god in the hearts of the literati in the Central Plains. His sudden appearance in Donglin Xiaoju was something no one expected.
The young eunuch outside could only rely on guesswork and could not identify who the old gentleman was.
But after hearing the news, the Bai brothers had already left the room, rushed directly into the heavy rain, and kowtowed to the old gentleman. Their appearance was even more pious than meeting the emperor.
And Liu Yuyang, who fell ill while painting in the rain, stepped out into the rain and was so excited that he almost cried, shouting: "Student, see teacher."
Xia Shangben was thinking about other things in the house, and was soon attracted by the movement outside. He looked at the window and saw Lin Qingzhu and Ke Xiaofeng excitedly coming outside holding umbrellas. He didn't know what they said, but he saw them facing each other.
The old man saluted.
"He's just a bad old man. How can he be so excited?"
Xia Shang was a little confused and unhappy. He didn't have a good impression of the Ouyang family, mainly because of Ouyang Changhao.
That guy was his real wife's childhood sweetheart, and he had evil intentions towards his wife.
And Ouyang is Ouyang Changhao's grandfather. With such a relationship, no man will have any good impressions of the group of people outside.
But Xia Shang also knew in his heart that he could not be hostile to an old man because of these factors, and the saints of this era always had their merits, otherwise they would not have their current status. At least in terms of character and bearing.
No problem.
Xia Shang thought about it in the room and went out anyway, which was considered the most basic respect for the elderly.
But he was not as excited as others, he just stood under the eaves and watched from a distance.
It was getting dark, so seven or eight palace maids hurriedly came out with lanterns, and then a group of people surrounded the old gentleman to the room on the left where Xia Shang was.
Liu Weasel said with a smile: "Mr. Ouyang, you will live in this room. Later, the student union will order someone to send cushions."
"Ahem..." The old gentleman coughed twice and nodded, "It's okay."
With just such a simple saying, the old gentleman entered the room with Ouyang Wenxiu's support.
Mr. Ouyang went to the room. Everyone outside was still enthusiastic and wanted to talk to this Nan.
If the saint says a few words, even if someone looks at him, he will feel it is a supreme honor.
But they didn't dare to say anything for fear of disturbing Mr. Ouyang's rest, so they could only get excited at the door.
Liu Weasel waved to everyone: "Let's all disperse. It's getting late. We can talk about anything tomorrow."
"Master Liu, why is Mr. Ouyang here? But I have never heard of it!"
"This shows how much the imperial court attaches great importance to the cultural conference three days later. The old gentleman happened to be in the capital, so His Royal Highness the Crown Prince personally came forward to invite the old gentleman to help you. It is said that the five people who will represent Dahua will be represented by the old gentleman.
Choose yourself.”
"I see……"
After hearing this, everyone suddenly realized.
Unexpectedly, a private cultural gathering would be so important to the court that they invited this old gentleman to supervise the battle in person because the court was worried about it.
The current few people are very enthusiastic, saying that even if they are not selected, it will be a lifetime honor to show their face in front of Mr. Ouyang and spread the word.
Xia Shang felt bored looking outside and was about to go back to the house. Just when he turned his head, he suddenly saw a familiar face.
"Ouyang Changhao?"
Xia Shang was quite surprised. He didn't expect to see such a person here.
"Xia Shang...Long time no see..." Ouyang Changhao also saw Xia Shang. His face was expressionless and his words were very bland, but there was also unconcealable surprise in his eyes.
I haven't seen this man for many years, but he seems to be much calmer and more mature.
Xia Shang had nothing to say to this man and quickly returned to the room.
The next day, the heavy rain turned into heavy snow, and the sudden cold snap spread quickly like large swaths of ink on the paper.
Peanut, who was painting in the rain yesterday, became seriously ill and couldn't get up.
Donglin Xiaoju became lively early in the morning, and all the young men who had not arrived yesterday were here.
Yesterday, the small courtyard and pavilion were overcrowded, and it was difficult to even find a place to stay.
Everyone is looking forward to Mr. Nan Sheng Ouyang appearing early to hear what he has to say for this literary conference.
At this time, Mr. Ouyang has not yet arrived, and the few women in the crowd are particularly conspicuous.
Ke Xianzi and Lin Qingzhu were surrounded by people, and people were getting close to them one after another.
But the two girls didn't care about this and looked around anxiously.