The spring breeze blows in the willows, and the apricot rain stains the clothes. The spring scenery is still bright, but the mood of those watching the scenery is different.
Jiang Shenyi rode his horse slowly, and casually grabbed the Liu Ya that was floating by, and said: "Homesickness, homesickness...why didn't I think of..."
Tang Zhao looked sideways, Jiang Shenyi had been like this all morning. I have been struggling with homesickness.
It is common for Senior Brother Jiang not to understand the feeling of homesickness. He came to Zhuoyu Villa too early and went up to the mountain when he was less than ten years old. He was just sensible at that time. For him, Zhuoyu Villa is home. Although he went down the mountain by chance, he returned after only ten and a half days. He had never even left home, so what kind of hometown was he?
In comparison, Tang Zhao was also a little touched when the Yantai rose. He was twelve years old when he left home and was already sensible. He still remembered the yard at home, the apricot trees and cucumber vines in the yard, and the picture in the yard. Seat... The endless fields outside, with green wheat seedlings in spring.
He also knows that homesickness is a common emotion in everyone's heart, and it is often recited in poetry. He still remembers the first poem that Mr. Chen gave him to enlighten him in poetry: "There is bright moonlight in front of the bed, and I suspect it is frost on the ground. Look up at the bright moon, lower your head and think Hometown." It is also a feeling of homesickness that is fresh and simple but has a long lasting charm.
However, this kind of touch was only scratching the surface, and Tang Zhao didn't feel it much. He is still too young, very busy with studies, and has too many things to do. He is always looking forward and rarely looks back.
Homesickness is an emotion that can be felt more and more as you get older.
In fact, Jiang Shenyi was not really struggling with homesickness, he was just struggling with what he said was true, but it was completely wrong. He was a very proud man, and his learning of martial arts and talismans was all smooth sailing. However, he was a little bit shocked when he got off the mountain. Even though it was only a little bit, he was still touched.
"Junior brother." Jiang Shenyi twisted Liu Ya in his hand and finally expressed his thoughts: "It seems that I still have a lot to learn. I can't be too confident when I see other people in the future."
Tang Zhaoshen thought so. In fact, it doesn't matter if he doesn't have much knowledge. Whether it's a sword or a person, they are all-encompassing and unpredictable. Who can say that he knows everything? The key is blindness in thinking.
Last night, he and Jiang Shenyi guessed on their own that the scholar's nostalgia might be for a woman. Somehow they were sure that it was the truth. Even when they read poems later, they read some love poems based on their guesses, almost missing the scholar's sword enlightenment. Opportunity. This is all due to his overconfidence and preconceptions that lead to blind spots in his thinking.
Humility, prudence, and thoughtfulness should never be forgotten.
"What you see on paper is ultimately shallow. That's why Master asked us to set off on the road a month in advance, and slowly move forward to observe the local customs. A swordsmith must be well-informed and have accumulated a lot of knowledge before he can cast a good sword."
Jiang Shenyi nodded and said: "Since we have many journeys and many experiences, why don't we change the route? Just go straight down the river, turn around a big bay and then go west? The route we planned now is too straight, it is almost the closest. You can’t see anything along the way.”
Tang Zhao pondered: "When senior sister gave me the map, she said it was best not to change the route. She said that although this route is straight, it passes through the most prefectures and counties. It starts from Yunzhou and passes through Lingzhou, Yanzhou, and Yongzhou. Finally, we took the Silkworm Road into Kungang. Once we entered Kungang, we were greeted by the snow-capped mountains, and there was nothing to see. My senior sister also reminded me that I would only return within Yunzhou. I must be mentally prepared when passing through other prefectures and counties."
Jiang Shenyi was about to ask something when he heard Liu Xiayi sigh.
The two of them turned around at the same time and saw a scholar standing under the tree, leading a green donkey. Who could he be if he wasn't an old acquaintance?
Tang Zhao and Jiang Shenyi got off their horses and saluted together: "Senior."
Yesterday, the title of senior was polite, but today it is worthy of the name. Swordsmen are the seniors in the world, and only swordsmiths can be compared to them. Tang Zhao and Jiang Shenyi can only consider themselves juniors.
After Yantai disappeared last night, the scholar disappeared and was not seen again in the morning. The two sides met by chance, and it was normal for the two sides to meet and disperse. Tang Zhao and the others didn't think it was strange. They didn't expect that this person was waiting for them on the road ahead.
The scholar asked first: "Where are you two friends going this time?"
Tang Zhao said truthfully: "We are going to Kungang Jianzhou."
The Mid-Spring Meeting in Jianzhou is not a secret gathering, but a grand gathering of young Talisman sword masters held every five years. In addition to the small circle of Talisman sword masters, it is also famous in the martial arts world. Many martial arts masters will even attend the meeting together to look for fu sword masters to collaborate with in the future.
As expected, the middle-aged scholar knew, "Zhongchun Talisman Club?" After two people confirmed it, he said, "It turns out that these two kids are Talisman Sword Masters..."
He waited for the two of them halfway because he wanted to repay them for their enlightenment last night. No matter where they went, he used the excuse of walking with them for a while and giving them some advice on the way. Unexpectedly, the two of them were Talisman sword masters. Every other line is like a mountain, and there is nothing I can give you any advice on.
On the contrary, they were going to Kungang, so they were really traveling the same way.
The middle-aged scholar said: "I see, Jianzhou is in the southwest... I am going to Zhaocheng, and I am traveling with you two. How about we go together?"
Zhaocheng is also in the southwest, on the edge of Yunzhou. Beyond Zhaocheng, it is the boundary of Lingzhou. We were indeed on the same road as the two of us, but it was only two or three days away.
Since it was the senior who took the initiative to speak, the two naturally agreed. The so-called experience means going through various experiences, and traveling with an elder is also a type of experience.
Just after taking a few steps, I realized that the scholar's donkey was too short. The two of them were riding tall horses, and it would be uncomfortable for one to be taller and the other to be shorter. The two of them dismounted and started walking. The scholar smiled and said, "If you don't want to ride, I'm too embarrassed to ride. The three of us have mounts, but they are all in vain. We walk on two legs. We look like fools." "
Tang Zhao thought for a while and said, "Why don't we go ahead and sell the horses, each buy a donkey, and the three of us ride on the donkeys together at the same time?"
Jiang Shenyi let out a sigh and said, "This is a good move. I haven't ridden a donkey before."
The scholar smiled slightly and said: "You go ahead and change your donkey in front. I will ride on the donkey and I will be there soon."
The two agreed, mounted their horses and left first. The scholar smiled from behind, riding a donkey and swaying around.
There was a town thirty miles ahead. The two of them entered the town, went to a mule and horse market, sold their horses, exchanged them for two donkeys, and waited by the road at the entrance of the town.
After waiting for a long time, the scholar came waddling on his donkey. Seeing the two of them from a distance, he smiled and said, "You two boys are really trustworthy!"
Tang Zhao replied: "Didn't you come here as promised?"
The scholar said: "My two colleagues and I are coming, of course." When he came to the two of them, he raised his hands seriously and said, "I'm not Zhang Rong, I don't know what to call you two friends."
Jiang Shenyi and Tang Zhao both returned the favor and exchanged their names. The name Zhang Rong was ordinary. Jiang Shenyi had no impression or thought it was strange, so he heard Tang Zhao ask: "Are you Mr. Zhaoming?"
Zhang Rong was slightly surprised and said: "Someone still remembers my number?"
Tang Zhao looked serious, even a little nervous, and said, "Students will never forget it. Sixteen years ago, one year before I was born, you won the top prize."
Jiang Shenyi was surprised. Although there are signs of troubled times in the world now, and the number one scholar seems to be worthless, it is only once every three years, and he is the leader of the world's students. In particular, Zhang Rong seemed to be only forty years old, and sixteen years ago he was only in his twenties. The number one scholar at this age is really a young genius.
Tang Zhao sighed with emotion: "You are the youngest number one scholar in the Jin Dynasty. People say that you are a literary star who descended to earth. My father heard about your name and named me Zhao. He wanted me to be named on the gold list like you. Guang Zongyao group .”
Zhang Rong couldn't help but sigh: "It turns out that my little friend and I have such a fate. So, has my little friend entered school now?"
Tang Zhao said in surprise: "I'm ashamed that the student couldn't study well and changed his career long ago."
Zhang Rong responded with praise: "Well done! In today's world, reading is useless. It is better to change early than to change late. I just changed late and wasted a good time."
The three of them walked together, riding donkeys out of the town shop, and gradually entered the countryside, with no one on the road. Zhang Rong opened his heart and said: "When I was young and achieved great success, I entered the court. I thought that if I entered, I would be able to display my great ambitions and benefit the world, and if I retired, I could become a parent to the people and benefit the country. Who would have thought that I would be thrown into the Hanlin Academy to compile books? It takes several years to compile.”
Tang Zhao said: "Are you compiling the history of the previous Wei Dynasty?"
Zhang Rong said: "I compiled part of it. There is also a miscellaneous book, "Outside the Territory Picture Chronicles"."
Tang Zhao said "Ah" and said, "I have seen one of these books at my master's place. My mentor called it the most amazing book in three hundred years."
Zhang Rong said: "It's just a compilation of various notes and essays into a volume. When I was compiling the book, I knew that the devil's cave was raging now and the frontline war was unfavorable, but I still firmly believed that one day we would turn from defense to offense. By then, I hope that the swordsmen in the world will follow this principle. Using the book as a guide, he counterattacked to the demon's lair, opened up territories outside the region, and achieved unparalleled achievements. Alas, at that time, although the officials in the court were drunk and dreaming, and Wen Tian was playing martial arts, the land in the capital was still peaceful, and he could still dream while hiding in his study. Ever since the late emperor passed away in his prime, leaving behind a young emperor, the situation has become unstoppable."
"Since I have been in the imperial court, I have experienced powerful ministers bullying the emperor, female protagonists coming to the court, eunuchs disrupting the government, border troops entering the capital, and the rebellion of the six kings. You just finished singing and I came on stage. Now the court has collapsed. If it weren't for the protection of the imperial master, I'm afraid I won't even be able to stay in the capital if I live in Young Master."
Tang Zhao also didn't know the specific situation in the court. At this time, he compared the history of the past dynasties with Mr. Chen's talk and thought to himself: Good guy, are the elements so complete?
Zhang Rong said: "Later I couldn't stay any longer and escaped from the capital. Along the way, I saw how difficult the people's livelihood was, how evil was causing harm to people, and how little scholars could do anything about it. So I gave up literature and joined the martial arts eight years ago..."
Jiang Shenyi suddenly said: "Are you the Martial Saint Zhaohua?"
Zhang Rong was startled and said: "I don't dare to take it seriously."
Jiang Shenyi's eyes widened and he said: "It's really you who, as a loose person in the Jianghu world, created the 'Zizai Gang' on top of Chun Gang and Tiangang. You pushed Gang Qi to an unprecedented level and was hailed as another one in the past century." Zhaohua Martial Saint, the founding master!"
Tang Zhao didn't know what to say, so he murmured: "You abandoned literature and practiced martial arts for eight years...Martial Saint..."
Zhang Rong waved his hands repeatedly and said: "False praises are all false praises. I didn't start practicing from scratch. When I was compiling the book, I had insights from reading the classics, but later it just came naturally."
Tang Zhao and Jiang Shenyi looked at him and felt speechless.
Zhang Rong shook his head and said: "Later I learned that both Sanren and Wusheng have their limits, and only swordsmen can become great weapons. I turned to sword practice again. I finally became a swordsman a year ago..."
Tang Zhao was numb after hearing this, but he saw Zhang Rong's expression turned sad and said: "I was so proud of the spring breeze that I felt that the heaven and the earth were at my mercy, but I didn't expect that a sinister disaster would involve my hometown Yantai. Hundreds of thousands of people were killed, and a great city was reduced to ashes."
Tang Zhao's heart was shocked, and his originally relaxed mood suddenly fell to the bottom.
Evil...
For three years, he stayed on the mountain without hearing what was going on outside the window, and had forgotten all about this tragedy in the world.
Zhang Rong said: "At that time, when I stood in front of the ruins, I felt like the sky was falling and the earth was falling. The half-enlightened sword was instantly sheathed. At that time, I just felt that I would never be able to enlighten again in this life, and that there was no point in being a swordsman. It wasn't until yesterday that I had the chance. Coincidentally, Jinshi was reopened. It’s all thanks to these two little friends.”
"Nothing happened on this journey. Zhang and my friend will have a discussion. I am just not talented, but I have some research in classics and history, poetry and books, Yi Shu, Xuan Gong, sword moves, Qi nourishing, etc. We can chat as much as possible."
Tang Zhao and Jiang Shenyi looked at each other, raised their hands together and said, "Sir, please give me some advice."
