At the end of Meng Chun, the auspicious snow gradually disappeared.
The three masters and servants of Wang Yangming walked around the north of the city, and after a while they came to the east of the city. They could see the horse post in the distance.
"Uncle, are you really not going to tell them?" Wang Changxi asked.
Wang Yangming shook his head and said, "It's only hurting yourself if we part ways with each other, so it's better not to say anything."
From New Year's Day (the first day of the Lunar New Year) to the ninth day of the Lunar New Year, Wang Yangming spent time in Guizhou City. Then he returned to Longgang Mountain, visited the seedlings in the mountains, and spent the Lantern Festival there.
Because Wang Xiang was young and contracted the cold, Wang Yangming left him at the home of his disciple Li Weishan - the Li family manor was on the outskirts of the city. He took two servants with him and quietly planned to leave Guizhou without notifying anyone.
During the New Year period, other disciples went home to celebrate the festival. Even Wang Yuan returned to Chuanqingzhai to reunite with his family, but he didn't know that Wang Yangming was about to leave.
Wang Yangming was riding a donkey through the bamboo forest, and his eyes suddenly became wet.
I saw more than thirty people standing on the official road of Ma Yi in the east of Guizhou City. They were all his core disciples. Among the many students, only Fan Xiyi was ill and could not come to see him off today.
Wang Yuan held a wooden box and said with a smile: "I know that Mr. loves chess, so I asked Carpenter Liu from the village to make a set. The words on the chess pieces were carved by the students themselves. Each person carved a word, wishing Mr. a good future.
Be in good health.”
Wang Yangming got off his donkey, opened the lid of the wooden box, and saw the engravings in different handwritings.
Although the calligraphy of all students is good, the carving work is poor and the carvings are crooked, like the graffiti of a child.
Wang Yangming was not a hard-hearted Taoist teacher. He was very emotionally sensitive. He held a pair of chess in his hands and was silent for a long time. Thinking about his experiences in Guizhou in the past two years, tears suddenly started to flow down his face and he couldn't stop them.
This was the first time Wang Yangming lost his composure in front of his disciples.
After a few breaths, Wang Yangming closed the chess box, clasped his hands and said, "Friends, please stay here and study hard. See you later!"
Only in front of a young man like Wang Yuan did Wang Yangming admit that he was a teacher. Anyone over the age of 18 was considered a friend by Wang Yangming. Among them, there were more than 20 disciples who were all regarded as friends by Wang Yangming.
"Take care, sir!"
All the students raised their hands and held the disciple ceremony.
Wang Yangming rode the donkey for more than ten steps, suddenly turned around and said to Li Weishan: "The tin material I bought years ago can make Xiang'er make four large bowls, each weighing two kilograms, thick and plain, and the rest can be made into dishes."
Buy more than ten plates and coarse porcelain bowls, and make two pairs of mercury-set tin chopsticks (silver-plated tin core chopsticks)."
Li Weishan raised his hand and said, "The student has written it down."
This was for Wang Xiang to bring back some local specialties from Guizhou after he recovered from his illness. Especially coarse porcelain bowls, which are what people call earthen bowls.
Jiangxi, where Wang Yangming took office, is rich in porcelain, but he wanted to eat with Guizhou earthen bowls, which shows his deep affection for Guizhou.
Wang Yangming walked a few more steps, then turned around and said, "Taoist Yan is seriously ill. His Taoist temple is leaking from the wind and rain, so it is not a good place to recuperate. Weishan, you can pick him up on horseback and nurse him back to the Li family manor. His Taoist temple is too
We are poor and the Taoist priests live a hard life, so take a few kilograms of salt with you."
Li Weishan saluted again.
It's not that Wang Yangming only loves Li Weishan, but that this guy has a rich family, is generous and generous, and doesn't stingy with money, so he can just leave the money matters to him.
After thinking about it, Wang Yangming said to Chen Wenxue: "Zong Lu, with your knowledge and talent, you will definitely be able to pass the imperial examination in the future. But don't indulge in poetry and songs, and distract from the official affairs of the imperial examination!"
"Students, please remember." Chen Wenxue said with shame. He was inspired by Wang Yuan's reputation as a child prodigy and has been studying poetry in recent months.
"Ruoxu!" Wang Yangming suddenly raised his voice.
Wang Yuan stepped out and said: "The students are here."
Wang Yangming stared at Wang Yuan for a while, pointed at his chest, then pointed at Wang Yuan, and warned: "I know you don't believe in the doctrine of being a teacher, but you have to understand your own heart and guard your own conscience!"
"Students understand." Wang Yuan replied.
"Friends, see you again when we are destined!"
Wang Yangming finally stopped looking back and rode his donkey eastward.
Gao Fengming, He Tingyuan and Chen Shouning suddenly ran to catch up. No matter how Wang Yangming tried to persuade him, they insisted on sending the teacher far away and wanted to send the teacher to the next station.
The remaining people returned together and heard the sound of horse hooves at the gate of the city.
"Da da da da!"
Song Ling'er came on horseback and asked, "Has sir left already?"
"We just couldn't walk far." Wang Yuan didn't ask her why she was late, but looked at the luggage on her horse.
Song Ling'er said: "My father no longer cares about me. He only has eyes for his cheap son. I am determined to learn the art of war, but I haven't even learned the formation diagram. Wang Yuan, I want to go to Jiangxi with my husband to learn the art of war."
Come back when you’re done!”
"Are you crazy?" Wang Yuan asked in shock.
"I'm not crazy," Song Ling'er said. "When you pass the imperial examination, I will definitely be a female general. Then we will drink together." She suddenly pointed at Li Ying, "Li Sanlang, you still owe me a drink."
Woolen cloth!"
Li Ying smiled bitterly and said, "If you don't leave, I will treat you today."
"Next time. Drive!"
Song Ling'er whipped her whip fiercely and rode away, leaving only her dashing figure in the bamboo forest.
All living beings looked at him sideways.
"drive!"
Wang Yuan also quickly got on his horse, whipped and chased away, shouting: "Hey, wait for me!"
"Are you going to Jiangxi too?" Song Ling'er asked.
Wang Yuan said depressedly: "I went to Jiangxi only after I was full. Do you know how far Jiangxi is?"
Song Ling'er shouted: "Then don't follow me!"
About two or three miles away, Wang Yuan gradually caught up with his horse, but the official road became narrower and narrower, and it was impossible for both horses to ride side by side. He could only follow behind and said: "I know your temper, don't tell me that you want to learn the art of war."
, why did you leave Guizhou?"
Song Ling'er finally stopped and said hysterically: "My father has become disowned. He wants to marry me to the Cai family of Xifeng, and he is filling in the house for someone else. That man is already in his forties! I don't say anything."
Marry me, he actually slapped me in the face, he has never slapped me since I was a child!"
The Xifeng Cai family owns three long-litigated territories and belongs to the small chieftains of northern Guizhou. However, it occupies the main transportation road in northern Guizhou and is quite powerful. Recently, with the cooperation of the An family, it has completely regained the territory from the rebels.
The marriage between the Song family and the Cai family was, firstly, to consolidate Song Ran's position within the clan, secondly, to stabilize the Song family's influence in Shuixi, and thirdly, to prevent the Cai family from getting involved with the An family.
It can be said that killing three birds with one stone.
This kind of political marriage is related to the fate of the family, and no matter how clever Wang Yuan is, it is impossible to stop it.
Unless Wang Yuan has greater strength and can immediately revive the Song family - only the Ming Emperor has such ability, even if the chief minister of the cabinet comes.
Wang Yuan remained silent, he had no choice, he really had no choice.
Song Ling'er smiled miserably: "You're right, I didn't go to Jiangxi to learn the art of war, I just wanted to escape from marriage. My father has gone crazy and has become completely unknown to me. He doesn't regard me as his biological daughter at all! I am just one thing
Goods, goods that can be traded at any time."
Wang Yuan clenched his fists and gritted his teeth: "When I pass the Jinshi exam..."
"You can't go back to Guizhou to serve as an official even if you pass the Jinshi exam," Song Ling'er interrupted, "When I learn the art of war, I will return to Guizhou by myself and lead the troops myself as a female general!"
Song Ling'er dismounted and turned around, and Wang Yuan also dismounted.
"Ling'er..."
"Don't talk, let me give you a hug."
Song Ling'er suddenly threw herself into Wang Yuan's arms and hugged him tightly without saying a word.
The mountain breeze was steep, clothes were flying, and a boy and girl hugged each other like this.
Suddenly, Song Ling'er pushed Wang Yuan away: "If you are admitted to Jinshi, marry a daughter of the Han family. I am a daughter of the Zhong family. I am a barbarian in the eyes of the Han people. It will not be of any benefit to your career."
Wang Yuan said: "I don't care."
Hearing these words, Song Ling'er suddenly brightened up and smiled happily. She got back on the horse and said, "Your words are enough. I will return to Guizhou in three years, and I hope you can come back. Drive!"
Wang Yuan did not pursue her anymore, nor could she stay. Suddenly, he felt hopeless and powerless.
Suddenly, Wang Yuan also got on his horse and ran towards Guizhou City.
He felt sorry for himself and could not change anything. He couldn't wait to go back and read and practice calligraphy. He didn't want to delay for a moment. He could pass the provincial examination this year, but he was not sure about the general examination next year.
Only by passing the Jinshi examination can one barely have the qualifications to talk to the Song family.
From the mountains behind, there was a faint sound of singing: "Come to brew rice wine in June and make it for my brother to drink. Brother, brother, I don't care which slope you go to. As long as my sister has her heart, you don't want to drink it."