The wharf in Zigui County is like an oiran opening the door to welcome guests. Just after seeing off a wave of young men, another boatload of noble people arrived.
When the Su family's high-rise ship docked at the pier, there was no extravagant formation like the white clouds yesterday that gathered to greet it.
It's not that the eldest daughter of the Su family is not as famous as Baiyunbian. On the contrary, the reputation of Dongting Pearl is far better than that of the first master of Yunmengzhou who changes every one or two years, let alone this first master. Still so average.
However, for the sake of safety, not many people knew about Su Yanyan's trip. After going around in a circle and re-entering Yunmeng State, the Su family's flag had not yet been hoisted on the ship.
On the pier, there was only one person waiting, and it was the person who was sent as an advance contact by Mr. Xun in advance.
When the boat came to a stop, several well-dressed guards quickly ran down and set up a wide sampan. Mr. Xun, a scribe in white, walked down slowly. The man quickly saluted and greeted Mr. Xun. He nodded slightly, not arrogantly, and asked warmly. He said: "Has everything been arranged?"
The man's expression froze, and he cupped his hands and said, "Sir, I have made arrangements, but now Mrs. Luo is in prison."
Mr. Xun frowned slightly, "Why is this?"
"The Luo family went to court because of a family matter. Unexpectedly, the magistrate of Zigui County, relying on the support of others, did not even give the Su family any face, and directly imprisoned Mrs. Luo. Therefore, the Luo family was in a panic for a while, but the eldest lady and Sir, he moved here because he thinks highly of the Luo family, and no one in the Luo family dares to complain."
"Don't always try to save face."
A cold and calm voice slowly sounded. Su Yanyan was wearing a white fox fur and walked slowly down from the sampan. He looked at the man without being angry and said, "There is no need to bring personal feelings into it. Let me tell you in detail what happened. "
The man quickly bowed his hands and then told the whole story.
After hearing what happened clearly, everyone in the Su family who was a little angry because of the man's previous words fell silent.
Su Yanyan sighed softly, "Ever since grandpa left, you seem to care about face. You always want the face that others give to the Su family, and you always say that others don't give the Su family face. But face is not earned, it is earned by yourself. of."
She looked around and said, "When grandpa was here, when did the Su family talk about face like this every day?"
She stared at the river in front of her, "The world's current affairs are like this river going east. We have been standing in circles for a long time after grandpa left. If we want it every day, can we get the face of the leader?"
"What's more, the face of the Su family is not meant to protect such people! Just because she is a member of the Su family, we have to protect her regardless of right or wrong?"
Su Yanyan's voice was not loud, but it carried an unquestionable majesty, which silenced everyone around him and made the man who came to complain feel ashamed.
"This person is in the Luo family and has brought shame on our Su family. How can we go there with such a big show?"
She looked at the man and softened her tone and said: "You have indeed worked hard this time, and you will be rewarded later. But now, you go to the Luo family and inform the Luo family of this matter."
The man felt ashamed, bowed and clasped his fists, "Miss, you are serious. This is all my subordinates' business, so I will leave now."
After the man left quickly, Su Yanyan looked at the scribe in white and said, "Uncle Xun, let's find an inn in the city to stay temporarily."
Mr. Xun looked at her with a loving smile and said happily: "The eldest lady's remarks and demeanor are quite similar to those of my old husband!"
Su Yanyan smiled bitterly, "Let's go."
Everyone packed up and went straight to the city and booked an inn.
The original guests in the inn also spoke kindly to him, compensated some expenses, and invited him to other inns.
It's not that he doesn't have a bad temper, but after seeing such a big battle, he bowed to reality and money.
Su Yanyan didn't have any mental obsession with this kind of thing. As long as she didn't use her power to bully others, she wouldn't care. She sat in the room and wrote calmly for a while. The poem was written once.
Especially the song "When Will There Be a Bright Moon"? The more I watch it, the more exquisite and amazing I feel.
After resting for a while, there was a knock on the door. The maid went over and opened the door. When she saw Mr. Xun, she quickly bowed and saluted.
"Miss, are you still practicing calligraphy?"
Su Yanyan hummed, put down the pen, and walked to the table. The well-trained maids had already poured two cups of tea, and each handed one cup to them.
"Uncle Xun went to find out more about the situation?"
"Sure enough, I can't hide it from the eldest lady."
Then he told Su Yanyan what he learned.
Although the Su family will not protect those who break the law simply because of their bloodline, the situation still needs to be understood clearly. If the Luo Su family is really a member of the family who has been wronged, they will not fail to save him. This is the bloodline of the family. The foundation of family ties.
After listening to Mr. Xun's story, Su Yanyan nodded slowly, "So, this cousin really deserves what she deserves?"
"Yes, not only did he have an affair with someone and framed his daughter-in-law, but he was also charged with murdering his own husband. If he really wants to be punished according to the law, I'm afraid it will be difficult."
"You will be punished for your own misfortune. If the Su family protects people like this, how can our Su family correct its family tradition?"
Su Yanyan did not hesitate and gave a conclusion directly.
Mr. Xun smiled, "But speaking of it, this matter is indeed tortuous. If she hadn't met an expert, her conspiracy would have succeeded."
Su Yanyan also hummed, "I have heard about Bai Yunbian at home. I only know that although he is outstanding in learning, he often does absurd things and arrogant words. I have never heard of him having such ability. It seems I underestimated him."
"Indeed, this final plan is quite insightful in controlling people's hearts. It is hard to imagine that this was done by a young man in his twenties."
"There are so many talented people!" Su Yanyan looked at the white-clothed scribe in front of him, "Uncle Xun, tell me, in the future, will there be chaos or order in this world?"
"Whether it is chaos or governance, the Su family has a population of tens of thousands and thousands of soldiers. As long as you don't peek at the supreme position that shouldn't be peeked at, there is no need to worry too much."
Su Yanyan's eyes were dark, "How can there be such a wealthy family that has endured for hundreds of years!"
Just as Mr. Xun was about to speak, a knock on the door interrupted their conversation.
"Miss, Mr. Xun, just now Ma Wu sent someone to report. Because I couldn't wait to enter the Luo family, the Luo family was scared. The daughter-in-law of the Luo family didn't want to involve the family and decided to commit suicide. Fortunately, she was rescued. Ma Wu didn't dare. I'm good at it, please give me your instructions."
Su Yanyan felt sad when he heard this, took off a bracelet from his hand and handed it to the maid, "Tingxue, go to the Luo family, give this thing to the poor sister, and tell the Luo family that the Su family will not If you are entangled in this matter, this thing should make amends.”
Mr. Xun added, "Remember not to reveal the identity of the eldest lady."
After finishing all this, the two of them looked at each other with helplessness and compassion in their eyes.
Su Yanyan sighed softly, and the sigh floated out the window and was swept away by a gust of cold wind.
The cold wind is biting, just like this vast world, blowing away every pedestrian in the world.
The wind followed the direction of the city and rushed to the river. It was carried by the river wind and arrived at the foot of a mountain dozens of miles away from Zigui County, ruffling the ends of Xia Jingyun's hair.
Xia Jingyun sighed for no reason and looked at the archway in front of him, as if he was back to the time when he checked in at the scenic spot.
At this moment, he was standing at the entrance of an archway. In front of him were several tall servants blocking the way, and ten or twenty students with clear and stupid eyes.
The four characters "Prince in White" on the archway caught his eye, and the discussions of the students came to his ears.
"Brother, where do you start talking about the prime minister in white clothes?"
"You don't even know this, what are you doing here?"
"If you don't see everyone coming, I will follow you!"
"You are clever. The lady in white is referring to Mr. Zhao, the owner of Baiyi Mountain Villa. He has not received any fame, but by chance, he got acquainted with His Majesty who was still in the mansion at that time. Later, when His Majesty ascended the throne, he specially ordered him to enter the court as However, he refused the appointment on the grounds that he was not talented enough and had not passed the imperial examination. He only listened to announcements in the capital. He was deeply trusted by His Majesty and often received his advice on many important matters in the court."
Some people on the side nodded in agreement, "Yes, the relationship between Mr. Zhao and Xianggong Su is also very good. Later, when Su Xianggong became an official, he also took the opportunity to propose a retreat and built this in his hometown, which is the Kuiniu Mountain in front of us. Baiyi Mountain Villa, His Majesty bestowed a plaque on it, and over time, Kuiniu Mountain became Baiyi Mountain."
"Is this kind of person something we can meet whenever we want?"
"Mr. Zhao himself has never passed the imperial examination. He is well aware of the hardships of scholars. He is willing to receive some talented scholars, talk to them and give advice. He is even willing to make a name for them when he meets extremely outstanding ones. Many seniors have benefited from him. , which led to Baiyi Mountain’s great reputation today.”
"Then what are we waiting for? Why don't we leave quickly?"
"Mr. Zhao wants to meet talented scholars. Do you think anyone can go up there? You have to submit poems and essays that Mr. Zhao can appreciate before you can get the chance to climb the mountain and see them. Look at these people standing here. People, could it be that they are asking Bodhisattva for blessing, they are all meditating hard!"
Xia Jingyun was like an individual tourist who was trying to catch a tour guide. He listened to all the information silently, thanked this kind person secretly, and began to think about whether to go hiking.
Then I thought about it, it was just a trip to see the people in these mountains and rivers. Such a legendary person is on the top of the mountain, how could I not go and meet him!
However, according to this statement, this old gentleman is a figure like the Emperor's Master. Such a person must have a high level of vision!
And if this continues for several years, the standards will become higher and higher.
Sure enough, the ignorant scholar just now also realized the problem and asked in a trembling voice: "Brother, how long has Baiyi Villa been acting like this?"
"It's been more than ten years!"
"What a shame! I have already prepared what my predecessors have said. How can I compose a poem that will impress the owner of the village!"
Such emotion caused many people around to echo, "Yes! Those of us who are latecomers have suffered too much."
"What a pity! What a pity! I was born too late!"
"Absurd!" Bai Yunbian said coldly in the midst of several wails, "Predecessors wrote poems, and we will stop writing them? Our predecessors wrote essays, and we won't write them anymore? According to what you said, still No matter what book you read! The sages have already explained all the truth!"
Xia Jingyun was a little surprised, could there be such a serious time beside the white clouds?
The next second, he retracted his opinion.
After saying this, Bai Yunbian raised his head and looked at the servants not far away, "Why are you still standing there in a daze? I am so outstanding, isn't it enough for you to sweep the couch to greet me?"
Xia Jingyun:.
A group of readers:.
Servants:? ? ?
One of the old men who looked like a housekeeper looked at Bai Yunbian, and suddenly a smile appeared in his eyes, "But the young master of the Bai Changshi family?"
Bai Yunbian puffed up his chest and said proudly: "A true genius disdains relying on his family background, but you are right."
The students on the side were talking a lot, "Who is this?"
"Oh, I know, Jinke Jieyuan, Baiyunbian, Mr. Bai!"
"Is it that fool from Zhou Xue?"
"You are looking for death!"
Xia Jingyun was holding back his laughter so much that he almost bit his lip. This trip to Yunmengzhou was not in vain. Being able to see such a divine man by the white clouds can be regarded as seeing the diversity of species.
The old housekeeper smiled and said, "I have long admired Mr. Bai's name. Every autumn, Jieyuan can directly climb the mountain. Mr. Bai, please come this way."
Bai Yunbian turned his head and glanced at the crowd, full of pride, but he seemed to realize that a mature protagonist could not be so bad. He immediately stopped his irritated expression, looked at Xia Jingyun indifferently, and said proudly, "Yanzu, what a pity. , if you had promised me yesterday, I would have taken you to climb the mountain, but now that our status has not been decided, I can only apologize."
He smiled and said, "Don't move around here. I'll go up the mountain to meet a guest and then come back."
Xia Jingyun:? ? ?
Your uncle, are you taking advantage of me?
Just wait, I'll make you look good in a while!
When Bai Yunbian led the guards and maids up the mountain, the old housekeeper smiled, pointed to the six small sheds on both sides with pens, inks, paper and inkstones, and said to everyone: "Young masters, please come."
Although Baiyunbian's reputation in Yunmengzhou is not good, his level is still adequate, and he has the reputation of Jinke Jieyuan. The handling of Baiyi Villa did not cause any dissatisfaction, and everyone put aside other thoughts and acted honestly. Think about it.
Xia Jingyun also stood there, holding his chin, and began to think about what poem to write better.
He suddenly looked at the old housekeeper and asked, "Do you have any requirements for this poem?"
Everyone around him couldn't help but turn to look at him, thinking to himself: Isn't this Mr. Bai's entourage just now? He still wants to write a poem?
Oh, yes, listen to that, even the entourage hasn't become a member yet, and people don't take him with them when they go up the mountain.
Many people looked at Xia Jingyun jokingly, expecting to see a joke.
The old man who was the housekeeper welcomed and dropped off guests every day, and his cultivation and bearing were naturally different. He smiled and said: "This way of poetry has its own merits, so there are no additional requirements."
He looked Xia Jingyun up and down, and suddenly his heart moved slightly, "If it is true, then of course it will please the owner of my village."
Xia Jingyun smiled and cupped his hands, "Thank you, Your Excellency."
The old housekeeper returned the salute, "You're welcome, sir."
Some students felt that they had no hope of writing poems to climb the mountain, so they gathered together to make themselves familiar. When they saw this, they smiled and came forward, cupping their hands, "Brother, you are polite. Seeing how you look like this, do you plan to write poems to climb the mountain?"
Xia Jingyun smiled, "I've come here, I have to try it."
The student whispered: "Brother, I don't think you are a arrogant and domineering person. Listen to my advice. You just want to give it a try. There is no loss if you don't succeed. But don't think about it. What if you write it down?" The stuff I produce is so bad, wouldn’t it ruin my reputation? Otherwise, why do you think there are so many people here but few try to write poetry?”
He winked and winked, making Xia Jingyun laugh. "Thank you for reminding me, brother. But I still want to give it a try. Anyway, you don't know my name and I will run away in despair. Just don't catch me and ask."
The student saw that he was being persuaded not to move, so he said no more. Anyway, he was not the one who made a fool of himself.
Xia Jingyun cupped his hands, went to pick an empty shed nearby, and began to close his eyes and meditate.
Chen Fugui stood next to Xia Jingyun and heard the discussion between him and the student. Then he looked at Xia Jingyun standing in the pergola and pondered, and asked Xie Yanzhi beside him in a low voice, "Is it possible that the young master can write good poetry?"
Xie Yanzhi smiled and couldn't help but think of the group of people who grew up and hated Shui Changdong in the garden of Yicui Tower that day. His eyes were full of tender memories and proud satisfaction, "Brother Chen, to the young master in the poem There is no need to question the way of poetry. Even when he decided to write poetry, the excitement and longing in your heart came a moment late, which is a disrespect for his poetic talent!"
Chen Fugui had never seen Xia Jingyun's scenes before, so he was doubtful after hearing these words.
After all, I heard from these people that Mr. Zhao was a big shot who had been in front of His Majesty and was familiar with the old husband. How could he have average vision?
"coming!"
Chen Fugui had been paying attention to Xia Jingyun. When he saw Xia Jingyun open his eyes and pick up his pen, he whispered a reminder.
The good guy got closer to see what he was writing, and the student who had warned him earlier and Chen Fugui also hurried over.
I saw Xia Jingyun holding the pen up to his wrist, and each ink word appeared on the snow-white paper.
"In my later years, I just like to be quiet and don't care about anything."
Everyone frowned slightly, this was normal, just like talking in words.
The interference from the outside world seemed to be separated by an invisible barrier. Xia Jingyun kept writing, and the second sentence fell on the paper.
"There is no long-term plan for self-care, and I know I will return to the old forest."
The noise suddenly became much quieter.
Only then did they realize that these two sentences were exactly what they were talking about, Mr. Zhao.
And then, when Xia Jingyun wrote the third sentence, those doubting voices almost disappeared.
"The wind in the pines unwinds the belt, and the moonlight in the mountains plays the harp."
"What a great sentence!"
"It makes me want to retreat to the mountains and forests."
Slander and ridicule could not sway Xia Jingyun. He had heard these same empty praises too many times and didn't care much.
He took a deep breath and wrote the last sentence.
"When you ask poor questions, the fishermen's songs go deep into Pu Shen."
Everything is quiet except for the mountain breeze.
After a while, the student who had previously advised him not to write poetry bowed respectfully and asked, "May I ask your surname?"
Xia Jingyun returned the greeting with a smile, "Sishui Prefecture, Yunjingxia, courtesy name Yanzu."
After saying that, he picked up the dry paper and gave it to the old housekeeper.
The old housekeeper took it nonchalantly, glanced at it, his expression suddenly became solemn, and finally his eyes were filled with shock.
After carefully putting the paper away, he stretched out his hand and said, "Sir, please climb the mountain."
Xie Yanzhi looked at Chen Fugui and raised his chin proudly, "Brother Chen, look, I'm not talking nonsense!"
Chen Fugui grinned innocently and followed.
After everyone left, the place exploded. Many people immediately picked up their pens and copied the poem below, and then expressed their admiration for it line by line.
What is wonderful is not only that the poem is good, but also that it fits the situation. What is also wonderful is that the compliment and flattery are written in such a calm and gentle way, full of mountainous scenery. People who really know how to write are completely impressed by this poem. .
Accompanied by Zhuang Ding, Bai Yunbian slowly climbed up the mountainside and walked into the villa.
"Young master is so awesome! There are so many people, and you can climb the mountain just by showing your name."
The maid on the side praised him with admiration. Although the man surnamed Yun was good-looking, he could not compare with the family background, talent, learning and ability of his own young master.
Bai Yunbian said leisurely: "It is not a boast to be the first to arrive quickly. It is normal for ten thousand people to lead the way."
After saying that, he shook out the folding fan, fanned it, shivered from the cold, and quickly put it away.
Inviting the three people into a side hall of the villa, Zhuang Ding said respectfully: "Mr. Bai, please wait a moment, I will go and invite the owner of the villa."
After a while, Zhuang Ding came in and said, "Mr. Bai, please come with me. The owner of the village is waiting for you in the main hall."
Bai Yunbian stood up slowly, followed Zhuang Ding towards the main hall with proud steps.
As soon as he walked halfway, he was stopped by another villager who came in a hurry, "Wait a minute! Mr. Bai, I'm sorry, our village owner is still seeing guests. Could you please sit down for a while."
Bai Yunbian frowned and looked at the previous Zhuang Ding. The Zhuang Ding was also confused. Weren't they all free just now?
During the silence, the respectful voice of the old housekeeper from the bottom of the mountain came to my ears, "Sir, come, please come this way. The owner of the village is already waiting in the hall."
A voice smiled warmly, "How dare you keep the owner of the village waiting for so long? I'll be there soon."
Bai Yunbian's expression changed, "Wait a minute, why is this voice so familiar!"
This chapter was deleted and rewritten many times, but in the end I kept this section because it is a relatively key character in the entire volume. This volume was originally intended to be about romance, but after reading the feedback, it seems that everyone still prefers a more intense plot. After a few adjustments, it quickly became enjoyable again.
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