Rongqing Hall
Tanchun watched intently, his bright eyes sparkling, and he even murmured involuntarily.
the river is long and tempestuous, it was like a hero……
It has to be said that the opening lines of the epic "Linjiang Immortal" is a perfect match for the magnificent period of the Three Kingdoms, with fighting and iron horses.
Even a lady like Jia Mu, a daughter of a noble prince with average literary literacy, can feel the generous and heroic emotions flowing out from the lines of her words.
Baoyu's face was stunned, and he seemed to be murmuring: "How many times have the green mountains been here, and the sunset is still red, and many things in ancient and modern times are all laughed at."
This poem really suits his temperament.
Daiyu, Tanchun, and Li Wan already had dazed expressions on their faces and were reading intently. Yingchun and Xichun on the side also clearly dropped their chess pieces and brushes and came closer to watch.
Daiyu suddenly raised her head, thought for a while, and whispered: "Fourth sister, do you think you can make a painting out of this poem?"
White-haired fishermen and woodcutter, the setting sun shines on the river, the sky and water are the same color...
Xichun looked at the poem attentively, pouted her baby-fat cheeks, and said in a sweet voice: "Sister Lin, I just learned painting not long ago, and I still can't do it."
When Daiyu heard this, she said nothing more, lowered her eyes and continued reading.
Here, Tan Chun looked at the words "The general trend of the world, if we divide for a long time, we will unite, and if we unite for a long time, we will divide." Under his handsome and handsome eyebrows, his bright eyes were radiant, and his snow-grey cheeks showed an incredible color. She also likes to read on weekdays. These historical books are just swallowed without any explanation, leaving many doubts in mind.
How can Tanchun, who can say, "You know that a rich family like ours, if they are killed from outside, cannot be killed for a while..."-can't he not read history books?
Reading history makes people wise.
Daiyu's smoky eyebrows seemed to be frowning. She held a pink handkerchief in her slender hand and tilted her head. There seemed to be a trace of confusion in her bright autumn eyes.
The sentimental Daiyu may be moved by the poem "If Life Is Just Like Drinking Water" when we first met her, but this does not mean she is indifferent to poems about history such as "Linjiang Immortal".
The literary charm contained in classic poems has a power that penetrates people's hearts.
Jia Zheng looked at the people who looked shocked and incomprehensible, with a look of pride on his face, and said loudly: "In the past hundred years of the dynasty, there have been few famous poets, and Ziyu's "Linjiang Immortal" has reached the peak of his power, and this " The Romance of the Three Kingdoms must be passed down to future generations, and must be recited by future generations of readers.”
One word even woke up Baoyu and Daiyu who were reading.
Writing a book and telling it, and passing it on to future generations, why...why does it feel like an unreal dream?
Jia Zheng's face was as flushed as if he were drinking fine wine, and he smiled and said: "A scholar is immortal through his meritorious services, his words, and his virtues. Zi Yu has already shown his virtuous character after resigning from the nobility. This is also a work on history. Although it is difficult to compare it with the classics of sages, it is Yes, the only way is to make meritorious deeds... Ziyu is still young, and there will be a chance in the future. If one day, he will not shackle his father and ancestors, and he will get his own fame and fame, just like the allusion of throwing a pen and joining the army, he will become famous all over the world."
When Tanchun heard this, he blinked. For some reason, maybe it was because of the influence of Jia Zhengzhi's words, or maybe because he was reading the half-written Romance of the Three Kingdoms.
A passage suddenly came to mind, "Jia Heng, courtesy name Ziyu, was born in Chang'an, Jingzhao. He was a branch of Ning State. He was eager to learn when he was young, and he was good at work and writing. He became famous in the capital for his virtue, filial piety, and brotherhood. He was loved by the emperor because of his precious things. As a gift from the Duke of Ning, Heng Gu resigned from the title and refused. He said with emotion, "A man who carries a three-foot sword and has achieved unparalleled achievements should not be grateful to his ancestors. He will take the fame for himself!" The emperor was silent for a long time, and issued an edict to approve it... Heng had a good temperament. Fang, awe-inspiring and difficult to offend, good at literature, when the book of the Three Kingdoms was completed, his name moved the capital, and was recited for hundreds of generations... The book said, although the glory of a gentleman has been beheaded for five generations, a family that has accumulated good deeds will have a lasting legacy. How can it be said that the sons of princes Are they all just dandy?"
While Tanchun was thinking, he saw Daiyu standing aside, looking at Tanchun with a pair of bright autumn eyes, half-smiling but not smiling. She reached out with the back of her hand to caress Tanchun's glowing cheeks, and said with a chuckle: "Sister Why is my face so hot, but my body feels uncomfortable."
Tanchun woke up suddenly, lowered her head, and thought to herself, what was she thinking just now... How could she pass it on to a living person?
At this time, Jia Mu also put down the book in her hand, a complex look appeared on her old face, and she sighed softly.
Passing the book to Li Wan, Baoyu and others aside, he then looked at Jia Zheng and said, "Lin Zhixiao, go and call the master over."
Jia Zheng nodded, feeling slightly relieved.
He actually came here with this intention. There were rumors in the house that he didn't know who he was, but he was the younger brother, and it was hard to say anything about his elder brother's fault.
Now that the old lady is speaking out, it would be hard for my brother to say curse words behind his back.
Lin Zhixiao walked out from behind the screen, responded, and went to call Jia She.
The Rongqing Hall fell into silence for a while, except for Tanchun, Li Wan, and Baoyu, who were turning the pages of the storybook and making the sound of pages being brushed.
Mrs. Wang took a cup of tea poured by Jin Chuan and handed it to Jia She. She said with a slight smile on her face: "Master, please sit down first."
Jia She waved his hand and sat down aside.
Mrs. Wang's expression froze, but she had no choice but to sit down and place the tea cup on the huanghuali wooden table beside her.
Not long after, Jia She and Mrs. Xing came over, holding two Wenwan walnuts in their hands, entered the Rongqing Hall, and said with a smile: "Mother called me."
"Greetings to the old lady." Mrs. Xing stepped forward to greet her and said.
Mother Jia glanced at Mrs.
When Jia She heard this, the smile on his face disappeared. He glanced at Jia Zheng and snorted in his heart. But when he met Jia Mu's scrutinizing gaze, he smiled and said: "This is not a rumor. My son also heard what the Niu brothers said. , Brother Heng is probably a meat bun beating a dog this time, and he will never come back."
Jia Mu, Mrs. Wang, Feng Wan, Bao Dai, Tan Xi: "..."
Yingchun: "???"
Sister Feng looked pale, took a sip of the fragrant tea handed to her by Ping'er.
Jia Zheng frowned.
Jia's mother said: "Whether Brother Heng comes back or not, you can't say such disgusting things. Cursing people is the only way to let the young men below spread it everywhere, and it will be like that."
Jia She said: "Mom, okay, I won't say this, but I have to think about it. What if Brother Heng... what happens in Dongfu? Brother Rong is still living in my courtyard. "
Jia Mu sighed, feeling a little tired for a moment.
Jia She smiled, took a sip of the fragrant tea that was poured by someone else, moistened his throat, and said: "We have to plan for this, otherwise, Brother Heng would not have a son and a half... "
Before Jia She could finish speaking, Mrs. Wang frowned and glanced at the teacup in Jia She's hand with disgust.
This is what she poured for the master just now.
However, at this moment, there was a noise outside Rongqing Hall. Lin Zhixiao came from outside and said with a smile: "Old lady, madam, Uncle Heng from Dongfu is leading the soldiers and horses from the Beijing Camp to escort the prison car. We came from the south city gate and caught a lot of bandits. Now the street at the city gate is crowded with people, men, women, old and young, all stretching their necks to look at the bandits!"
Jia She was holding the tea cup when he suddenly heard the "bad news". Before he could finish speaking, his words were instantly blocked in his throat. His face suddenly turned livid. The tea cup in his hand fell with a "clack", and the tea splashed all over his boots and trousers. Then with a click, it fell to the ground and fell to pieces.
"Brother Heng...are you back victorious?" After hearing this news, Jia Mu stood up suddenly. Perhaps she was a little dizzy because of the sudden rise. The mandarin duck on the side had quick eyes and quick hands and quickly supported her.
Baoyu, Daiyu, Tanchun, Xichun and other sisters all looked at Lin Zhixiao.
Jia Zheng looked excited and said: "Okay, okay! Establishing virtue, meritorious service, and standing up for good deeds are the example of our Jia clan!"
"Impossible..." Jia She's face was livid, and his heart was burning with anger. How could that be possible? He brought eight hundred old, weak, sick and disabled, and the three thousand soldiers of the Beijing camp were all wiped out...
Mother Jia looked at the lost Jia She and sighed heavily in her heart. She did not care about this "narrow-minded" eldest son. Then she looked at Sister Feng and said, "Send someone to ask when Brother Heng will come back." Mansion, open the door to welcome us."
Sister Feng was also a little confused at this moment. When she came to her senses, a smile appeared on the young woman's pretty pink face and she said, "Cai Ming, let Wang'er show the two boys."
Caiming responded and headed outside to find Wang'er.
Sister Feng's thoughts were complicated at the moment. The young man's stern face seemed to appear in front of her eyes, and she shouted condescendingly: "It's not half a month!"
Recalling the past, Sister Feng looked strangely. Maybe she had been sitting for a long time, so she moved her posture, and her slender legs in the skirt couldn't help but close together.
"I originally thought that if he folded it outside, he could still make usury money... but now it seems that he can't."
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The southern gate of Shenjing City, looking at the streets leading into the city, is already crowded with pedestrians.
The soldiers from the Beijing camp set up a human wall along the road to protect a passage.
In the inns, wine shops, and shops on the roadside, men, women, and children stretched their necks and looked in and out, vividly expressing the Chinese people's "spectating" temperament.
"That's why your eyes are wide open. Why have you been entrenched in Cuihua Mountain for so long? Why can't the Beijing camp suppress them?" said a young man in brocade clothes carrying a thrush.
"Whether this gangster is fierce or not, does it have anything to do with how big his eyes are?" The noodle stall owner, wearing a white scarf around his waist and holding a rolling pin in his hand, laughed when he heard this.
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"It's not that Zhang Fei, isn't it the one with the head of a leopard and the eyes?"
"Brother, it turns out that he also studied Three Kingdoms."
"Who doesn't read the Three Kingdoms now? Have you seen this beautiful beard? He has already started to grow it." A burly man wearing shorts stroked his short beard under his chin. In the basket behind him, jujubes were as red as a monkey's butt. General.
Jia Heng was now wearing the Feiyu uniform of the Jin Yiwei. He was riding a horse, with Cai Quan and Qu Lang's retinue on both sides. Behind him, the Beijing camp cavalry were divided on both sides, with their heads raised and chests raised.
The infantry were escorting prison cars one after another. Inside the prison cars, there were Zhang Wu and other bandits, and the last prison car... held Yun Guang.
He took care of some things in Chang'an County before escorting the bandits to the capital, so it was delayed for a day.
Looking at the crowds of people in Shenjing in front of him, Jia Heng also felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart.
"Even if the Chen-Han Dynasty continues to decay, the people's hearts and minds today have not actually been completely lost."
Thinking like this, I heard shouts and curses coming from my ears.
"Kill him, beat these bandits to death!"
One by one, rotten eggs and rotten vegetable leaves were thrown at Zhang Wu and other Cuihua Mountain bandits.
And Yun Guang, who landed in the last prison car, looked pale and roared in his heart, Jia Heng, I am a fourth-rank official in the imperial court! Even if he is sent to the capital, he should not be so humiliated!
A doctor cannot be punished...
Snap, an egg hit Yun Guang's forehead. The egg white and yolk came down at once, covering up the faint scar left by Jia Daihua when he went on an expedition to kill the enemy. The fishy smell filled Yun Guang's ears and nose. With.
Jia Heng, riding on his horse, walked along the street for about two quarters of an hour.
He had already taken the lead with Zhao Yi and reported to the emperor towards the imperial city. He thought that at this moment, the emperor had already received the news.
While walking forward, suddenly there were noisy shouts and curses from the front, and the originally bustling crowd made way for a passage.
A group of soldiers carrying the flag of the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division came out from the crossing.
"Who are gathering here? Blocking the way of my family?" At this time, a flag officer came on horseback, arrogantly shouting from afar.
It turned out that Qiu Liang, the grandson of Marquis Jingtian and the commander of the Wucheng Army and Horses Division, had just left the government office and was about to return home.
Qiu Liang is the commander-in-chief of the Wucheng Army and Horse Division. He is in charge of the security of the capital. He is very stylish when going in and out. He often leads the twenty soldiers of the Wucheng Army and Horse Division on horseback to clear the way. Of course, Qiu Liang is not stupid. In name, he is saying Before returning home, suppress the streets, both public and private.
However, this matter was impeached several times by the censor. Qiu Liang calmed down for a while, but returned to his old ways.
"Things that can't see! Don't you have eyes?" Jia Heng couldn't help but say something. Qu Lang, who was standing beside him, raised his riding whip in his hand and whipped the flag officer in the face!
Snapped! ! !
The commander-in-chief had a bloody mark on his face. He was about to curse when he saw Qu Lang, who was wearing a royal guard. Then he looked at the soldiers from the Beijing camp behind him who were glaring with evil auras. It was like a bucket of cold water being poured on his head. .
The troops in the capital camp followed Jia Heng and Cai Quan to suppress a bandit, and everyone was rewarded. It was a time when morale was high and they were domineering. How could they allow the soldiers of the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division to look down upon them.
This scene naturally fell in the eyes of the people around them, and their eyes widened as they looked at the two sides of the conflict.
In future generations, if you search on Baidu, you will see all kinds of weird questions like "Is JC awesome or awesome..." and so on, which will require a 404 as soon as you write them.
The internal conflicts of this kind of state violence machine have been talked about by some ordinary people from ancient times to the present.
Seeing that the two sides were blocking the intersection, and the people from the Wucheng Army and Horses Division seemed to have no intention of giving way, Jia Heng frowned, drove his horse forward, and looked coldly at the green clay sedan carried by the four bearers in the distance. , Shen shouted: "My great ancestor Taizu of the Han Dynasty once said that military officers ride horses and civil servants ride in sedan chairs. Is the grandson of Marquis Jingtian now so weak that he needs to use human power as livestock?"
Treating human beings as animals is something that scholar-officials do not do. This was the custom when the country was founded. It is not so strict now, but some scholar-officials who are self-sufficient and strict with themselves still abide by it.
Qiu Liang is a military commander, so it would be more appropriate to ride a horse.
Qiu Liang, who was in the sedan, listened to the young man's words, his face was gloomy, he slapped the sedan hard, and the sedan suddenly tilted. Qiu Liang got out of the sedan, stood up and looked at the young man on the horse, his face was ashen, and his eyes were almost ready to spit fire.
However, within a moment, Qiu Liang also began to regret why he wanted to take the sedan?
The other party was sitting upright on the horse, condescending, and he looked very much like a lower official from below.
"I, Jin Yi, commanded me to serve Jia Heng, and I was ordered by the emperor to suppress the bandits. Now that I have successfully returned to the capital, I have to go to the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Punishment to give orders. Mr. Qiu, why don't you get out of the way quickly!" Jia Heng shouted.
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