Wei Zheng saw Yang Shidao sticking his head out of the carriage and chuckled: "Don't look outside, everything is normal. It turns out that I really don't like you people, especially since you are the son of King Guande."
A certain person has been lonely and poor since he was a child, but he is unwilling and willing to be mediocre and inactive. However, he cannot afford to study, so he can only choose to enter the Taoist temple... It belongs to the theory of vertical and horizontal, but it is a pity that the sky is unfair.
Now it seems...it's not that unfair. Those recorded words of advice have all been burned, they are no longer important. With Prince Teng's humble inscription, Queen Wende's protection, His Majesty's... barely giving up, and the prosperous age of the Tang Dynasty, I have gotten what I wanted.
When Prince Teng quarrels with someone, His Majesty must be in a very happy mood... However, there are more times when someone quarrels with him. The two offset each other and we don't owe each other.
"I still envy you." Yang Shidao looked back and said elegantly while sitting. It was as if the person who stuck his head out just now had nothing to do with him. He said somewhat secretly, "There are Mr. Yuan and the others. They are about to drink, and don't stop drinking. Let's sing a song with Jung, please listen to me... Why doesn't I live in Prince Teng's Mansion?"
I consider myself to be a talented poet, but compared with Prince Teng, I really want to hide in a deserted corner and feel the desolation of the wind and the loneliness of the night alone!
Wei Zheng was amused by Yang Shidao's expression and lowered his voice and said, "Gao Shilian is currently living in Prince Teng's Mansion. Do you want to keep him company?"
Master Yang said: "..."
Gao Jian is in good shape, and... he has been cautious for so many years, but now he shows his fox tail. It is hard to say whether he will be left out, but his trust will definitely be reduced. Your Majesty has never been a master who can be manipulated by others. Otherwise, he would not have persuaded the late Emperor to start an uprising, let alone fight against him at the North Gate.
"When the road is built to Luoyang, those people will know how to make choices."
Wei Zheng shook his head and said leisurely: "Zhuangzi and Huizi were swimming on Haoliang. Zhuangzi said: 'The minnows swim leisurely, which is the joy of fish.' Huizi said: 'You are not a fish, how can you know the joy of fish?' Zhuangzi said He said: "You are not me, how do you know that I don't know the joy of fish?" Huizi said: "I am not a son, so I don't know you. I am certainly not a fish, so I don't know the joy of fish. That's all." Zhuangzi said: "Please According to its origin. The Master said, "You know Yu Leyun? Since you know what I know, you ask me, and I know what it is.'"
"Can't you just talk about the Haoliang Debate?" Yang Shidao rolled his eyes ungracefully and said. When Shang Yang tried to strengthen Qin, didn't those old Qin nobles know that this was a strategy to strengthen the country? After Duke Xiao left, he was torn apart by a car and died. Shouldn’t Zulong’s book be on the same track as Wen’s train? After he left, Xiang Ji rebelled against Qin and replaced him. Even in the previous dynasty, was it that the canal should not have been dredged, or that Goguryeo should not have been invaded, or that the relocation was incorrect? As a result, just like Qin, the second generation died.
It's just that I can't say anything. Your Majesty is indeed more suitable to lead the world than that clan brother. Look at the people around him... Just the comparison between Yu Shinan and Yu Shiji can tell the difference.
They are all from the same family, brothers from the same father and mother, and they even study with the same teacher... Why is there such a big gap?
Their father, Yu Li, was the concubine of the crown prince of the Chen Dynasty and had a high reputation. Uncle Yu Ji was an official in the Chen Dynasty and became the minister of Zhongshu. Since he had no heirs, Yu Shinan adopted him as his son, so he was named Bo Shi... Could it be that Yu Ji was better at teaching his son than Yu Li... "But I heard that their personalities were different. , they all have indifferent and peaceful personalities.”
Wei Zheng looked at Yang Shidao doubtfully and asked, "Which two people are you talking about?"
"..." Yang Shidao came back to his senses, shook his head, and said nothing more. Since they have passed away, there is no need to discuss their personalities anymore. Bo Shi was a very good person, and he and I can be regarded as long-lasting acquaintances. This time when we went to Luoyang, neither he nor Ouyang Xinben came. His Majesty was worried that something might happen to them due to the long journey. Today, the publication of Tangli Sound Rhythm and subsequent book manuscripts are inseparable from the two of them.
Wei Zheng: "..."
The two old people who were missed by Yang Shidao were sitting under the pear tree in Tangli Garden, drinking pear blossom white, and listening to several young boys around ten years old reciting the rhythm of Tangli. They were Taixue students. Taixue students must be the descendants of civil and military officials of the fifth rank and above and the descendants of county and county officials, and the great-grandsons of civil and military officials of the third rank.
The first ten rules were recited very fluently, without any stagnation or forgetting of words.
"Sir, I have a question," a slightly chubby young man said respectfully, crossing his hands and bowing.
Yu Shinan put down the wine glass in his hand and said with a smile, "What's your name? But it doesn't matter."
"Boy Pei Yan." The fat boy said respectfully. "Brightness versus darkness, indifference versus concentration, wisdom versus moderation. The mirror and the robe versus the robe, and the wild pestle versus the spring of the village. The flowers are bright, the grass is velvety, the nine summers versus the three winters. The mirror and the casket versus the robe, can be understood as the pair of bright versus dark. Dark. The flowers are bright and the grass is velvety, which can be understood as light versus thick. What is the relationship between the wild pestle and spring in the village and the wisdom and the mean?"
Yu Shinan looked at Ouyang Xun and chuckled: "Xinben, explain it to this boy."
It is normal to ask questions. In the process of learning, those who cannot ask any questions will be good enough to become Mr. Enlightenment when they grow up.
"The water in Canglang is clear, so I can wash my tassel; the water in Canglang is turbid, so I can wash my feet." Ouyang Xun nodded slightly and explained softly. "The wild pestle is used to clean clothes, and the village spring is used to clean rice. Wealth and honor are not my wish, and the emperor's hometown cannot be expected. I cherish the good times and go alone, or plant a staff and work hard. Climb to Donggao to soothe the whistle, and walk by the clear stream. Compose poetry.”
The saint is not stagnant in things, but can move with the world. Everyone in the world is muddy, why not clear away the mud and make waves? Everyone is drunk, why not feed the bad and swallow the bad? This is the ultimate wisdom. If you can't do it, just pick chrysanthemums under the eastern fence and see Nanshan leisurely. The color is haggard, and it is used to describe withered grass, which does not help things and is of no benefit to oneself.
The unfinished words are just because a ten-year-old boy cannot understand them yet.
Pei Yan bowed and said, "Thank you sir for teaching me. I understand that a saint does not stick to things, but can move with the world. The world is all dirty, why not clean up the mud and make waves? Everyone is drunk, why not feed the mess? And sip the glutinous rice? This is the highest wisdom."
Yu Shinan was a little surprised, not because he could recite it, but because his thoughts changed so sharply... Don't compare with Prince Teng. Prince Teng spoke too rarely and was intermittently intelligent. Asked: "Who is your father?"
"My father, Pei Datong, the commander-in-chief of Yanzhou Zhechong." Pei Yan said quite proudly.
Yu Shinan: "..."
The number of Zhechong captains in the Tang Dynasty was as large as the number of state capitals. The upper level was the fourth rank and the lower level. It is understandable to be proud of it elsewhere. In Chang'an, it was suspected of causing trouble.
ps: It’s normal to be unfamiliar with Yanzhou. When I saw the poet sage tonight in Yanzhou, I only watched it alone in my boudoir. I feel pity for my children from afar, but if I recall Chang'an, I will surely be able to recall it.
"Which room is Pei's house in Hedong?" Ouyang Xun asked softly, his eyes flashing slightly.
"Washing the stable." Pei Yan put away his proud expression and whispered. Aye said that when it was time to reveal his identity, he could be more proud, and when talking about the Hedong Pei family, he must be low-key and humble.
Yu Shinan: "..."
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