Kong Miao did not attend the dinner. He sat in the room and stared at the flying snow outside the window in a daze.
When she got out of the car, she saw him in the crowd at a glance. Yang Anxuan was taller and stood out in the crowd like a chicken.
Kong Miao stood beside the carriage and looked at Yang Anxuan dreamily. There was snow flying all over the sky and noisy everywhere, but in Kong Miao's eyes, only Yang Anxuan could be seen.
Seeing Yang Anxuan's eyes looking this way, Kong Miao subconsciously took a step back and huddled on the side of the carriage to avoid looking at her. Her heart was pounding, and she couldn't tell whether she was nervous or happy.
The laughter in the hall was faintly carried by the wind, and Kong Miao was at a loss. She tried her best to see Yang Anxuan, but now that Yang Anxuan was close by, she didn't know how to go to meet him.
Holding her fragrant cheek in her hand, Kong Miao was alternately happy and sad, her face changing. She remembered that her mother had vaguely said in her ears that the Kong family was different from the Yang family, and that her father intended to find a husband for herself among the disciples.
She couldn't help but feel anxious. She had followed her brother to play in the lecture hall. She had seen those senior brothers who kept saying "that's all." ,
"The clouds are flying and the wind is blowing, and they are as rustling as feathers," Kong Miao chanted softly in his mouth, and the figure of Yang Anxuan standing in the wind on the top of Mount Tai flashed in his mind, as if he was about to ride the wind away.
Gritting his silver teeth, Kong Miao made up his mind to meet Yang Anxuan no matter what and express his feelings.
Even if there is no fate in this life, I still want to have no regrets. Thinking about it in my heart, two lines of hot tears rolled down unconsciously.
Hearing voices outside the house, it was his father and eldest brother who were back. Kong Miao quickly wiped away her tears. The only one who could help him was his eldest brother.
At the beginning of the year, the banquet dispersed. Zhang Feng took Yang Anxuan back to his residence holding an oil-paper umbrella.
Yang Anxuan gave his residence to Kong Yi, and Yu Huan vacated his residence and gave it to Yang Anxuan.
The two monasteries were only twenty feet apart and connected by a bluestone corridor. At this time, there was two inches of snow on the corridor, and the deerskin boots creaked when you stepped on them.
Yang Anxuan looked excited. He did not expect that the Yanling lectures would have such a great impact. More than 500 scholars came here, not only from Yuzhou, but also from Yongzhou, Qingzhou, Xuzhou, Gunzhou, Liangzhou, Jingzhou and even Yangzhou. Coming here shows that his reputation is known to the world.
"My lord, Mr. Miao from the Kong family is here too." Zhang Feng said softly.
Escorting Kong Yi to Yanling all the way, he inevitably came into contact with Kong Miao. After paying a little attention, Zhang Feng discovered that Kong Miao was a girl.
Yang Anxuan smiled and said, "Oh, I should have come to play with my father and brother."
Zhang Feng recalled that Kong Miao had several conversations with him on the way, and the words always led to his lord. He was already fifteen years old, and when he first met love, he realized that Kong Miao seemed to be interested in his lord.
After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Feng said: "I see that Mr. Miao is very concerned about his master."
Yang Anxuan paused for a moment, then continued moving forward.
It has been five years since he traveled to the Eastern Jin Dynasty. The memories of his previous life gradually faded away. He slowly integrated into the life of the present world and developed inseparable family ties, friendships and ambitions.
If Yang Quanqi hadn't died, he would have reached the age of marriage. As a normal person, Yang Anxuan also had physiological needs.
Yin Huizhen knew about his feelings for Yang Anxuan, but at that time he had just arrived in the Eastern Jin Dynasty and his longing for his wife and daughter was at its peak. Yin Huizhen was similar in age to his daughter, so it was really difficult for him to have feelings for a man and a woman.
Later, Miao Lan appeared, and a ray of love tied her body. Yang Anxuan was in the turmoil, and he devoted himself to survival and progress, but he could only live up to the beauty's affection.
After fighting bloody battles all the way and becoming the governor of two counties, the tight string that has always been tight can be relaxed a little. This time Yanling is giving a lecture, Yang Anxuan also wants to relax a little.
Zhang Feng's words pried open a crack in Yang Anxuan's closed heart, and that strange face appeared in his mind. Zhang Feng saw a gentle smile flash across Yang Anxuan's face. …
There are still a few days before the lecture starts on the 22nd, and there is an endless stream of visitors to Kong Yi Jingshe. Everyone knows that Governor Yang has asked Confucius to screen talents for him, and they all hope to get his approval and successfully enter the official career.
Yang Anxuan was not with Kong Yi. He came to Yanling
He was also busy with garrisoning, raising horses, and military camps, and visited several camp sites for several days.
At that time, many of Cao Cao's farmlands were deserted and needed to be reclaimed. Yang Anxuan thought of recruiting refugees to come to reclaim the land during the winter disaster relief. Yang Jiali also asked Zhong Rong to supervise the construction, and encouraged merchants to buy more from Qin and Wei. The cattle are coming.
At the old site of Han Camp, seeing Yang Anxuan not urging his horse for a long time, Chai Xing gave a short hiss in frustration, and the horse's hoofs kicked on the ground.
Yang Anxuan looked at the garrison ruins covered with trees in front of him and shook his head helplessly. It seemed that he had to choose another place.
With a shake of the reins, Chai Xing ran briskly south, followed closely by his guards. While it was still early, Yang Anxuan wanted to visit Yinghe River. Yu Fei, Chen Yu and others selected the naval camp site and invited him Go and check it out.
When it was almost time to return to Wenchi, Yang Anxuan had just sat down when Zhang Feng entered the room and said, "Brother Kong Langjun is here to visit."
In the past few days, Kong Xian had been tortured to death by Sixth Sister, so he had to agree to take her to see Yang Anxuan.
Kong Xian is naturally aware of his sister's thoughts, but like his father Kong Yi, he is not optimistic about this relationship.
Yang Anxuan said "please" and stood up to greet him.
Bowing to Kong Xian, Yang Anxuan glanced at Kong Miao, who was also bowing. After half a year, Kong Miao had grown a little taller, but his face was a little thin.
Kong Miao's face turned red, her heart beat violently, and she sat down at the table with her elder brother in a daze. It took a long time to recover.
"... Foolishness pays off a lot. Uncle Xun of Yingyin, Xu He of Yidu, Li Biao of Suixian... and others are all rare talents."
Kong Xian spoke a long list of names. Most of these people were mentioned by Kong Yi through his son's mouth. Yang Anxuan nodded, wrote down these names, and asked Zhang Feng to go and inquire about them. If they were worthy of their names, they might as well be entrusted with important tasks.
After finally waiting for the eldest brother to talk, his mouth was dry and he took a cup of tea. Kong Miao blushed and said to Yang Anxuan: "Mr. Yang, I have written a poem. I hope you can correct me."
Kong Xian watched in astonishment as the girl took out a letter of advice from her arms. Zhang Feng stepped forward to take it and handed it to Yang Anxuan.
The letter was unsealed and had a faint fragrance. Yang Anxuan opened it and read it. There were four sentences from "The Book of Songs: Taoyao", "The green purple robe, I think about it for a long time. Even if I don't go, Zi Ning will not come."
Sixteen words will undoubtedly reveal Yang Anxuan's feelings.
Yang Anxuan looked up at Kong Miao and saw Kong Xian glaring at the girl angrily. Kong Miao lowered her head, clutching the corners of her clothes tightly with her fingers, her face was pale and her body was trembling slightly.
Yang Anxuan secretly sighed in his heart. You must know that this was in the Eastern Jin Dynasty. Although the relationship between men and women was not as strict as in the Song Dynasty, the "Book of Rites·Quli" still recorded many rules about "the great defense between men and women". That's why Kong Xian knew glared at her.
Thinking of Wei Zhuang's song "I intend to marry you, I will rest for the rest of my life. Even if I am ruthlessly abandoned, I can't be ashamed." It was the hardest thing to accept the kindness of a beauty. At this moment, Yang Anxuan was also moved by Kong Miao's passionate and bold emotions.
Seeing Kong Miao's trembling body like a flower swaying in the wind and rain, and Kong Xian's eyes bursting with fire, Yang Anxuan smiled and said: "Miao Langjun's poem about snow is truly a masterpiece, and even a fool has a harmonious poem." Zhang Feng, Get a pen and paper."
Hearing Yang Anxuan say that his sister's poem was a poem about snow, Kong Xian's face brightened slightly, he glared at Kong Miao fiercely, and held the teacup in silence.
Yang Anxuan took the paper and pen, thought about it a little, and wrote: Qufu divides east and west, and it takes time to make scriptures. The snow is like flowers today, and the flowers will be like snow later.
Seeing Zhang Feng coming, Kong Xian stood up first and took the paper into his hand. He glanced at it and saw that there was nothing out of the ordinary in the poem, and then handed it to Kong Miao with confidence.
Kong Xian did not understand the meaning of the poem, but Kong Miao understood the meaning of Yang Anxuan's poem. "Waiting for the flowers like snow" is to wait for the time when the flowers bloom in the warm spring and meet again.
Yang Quanqi died in October last year, and Yang Anxuan stayed in the system for three years (twenty-seven months) as required, which counted as the first month of the year after next. Kong Miao's face turned red with embarrassment. At that time, she was sixteen years old and was about to get married. age.
Kong Xiansheng was afraid that his sister would do something rude, so he stood up and left. Seeing the girl's overjoyed look along the way, Kong Xian became suspicious. Most of the poems the girl wrote to Yang Anxuan were not poems about snow.
After sending the girl back to her residence, Kong Xian did not dare to hide it from his father, so he took the girl to visit him in the evening.
Yang Anxuan recounted what happened, and read Yang Anxuan's reply poem to Kong Yi.
Kong Yi frowned and sighed: "It seems that Miao'er has a deep love for Yang Anxuan. It's such an injustice."
Kong Xian loved his sister very much. He was afraid that his father would punish Kong Miao, so he hurriedly advised her: "My child sees that Yang Anxuan's poem in reply is just an ordinary song about snow, and there is no personal relationship between children. Don't you think too much about it?"
Kong Yi shook his head and remained silent. After a long time, he finally said: "It is precisely because Yang Anxuan did not express it clearly in his poem that the fool is worried that Miaoer's fantasy will not end in the future."
Kong Xian took a breath and said after a while: "Although the relationship between Hai'er and Yang Anxuan is shallow, he is quite upright and he should not bully Miao'er with his words."
Kong Yi sighed and said, "I hope so."
Instructing Kong Xian to sit down, Kong Yi said: "Yang Anxuan had a serious talk with my father the day before yesterday. He intended to imitate the Qi State in setting up a school palace in Xuchang to accommodate hundreds of disciples, and invited my father to serve as a wine sacrifice."
Kong Xian said happily: "This is a good thing, sir, have you agreed to it?"
Kong Yi shook his head slowly and said, "I declined as a father."
"Don't you want to promote Confucianism, sir? This is a good opportunity." Kong Xian said anxiously.
"Although it is a good opportunity, it is not a good time." Kong Yi said: "The world is divided, the politics of the court are dark, the father and son of King Kuaiji control the government and appoint women to do evil, Sun En is causing chaos in Jiangnan, Huan Xuan is eyeing Jiankang, great changes are coming."
Kong Xian was surprised and said: "Sir, are you saying that Yang Anxuan's ambition is in the world?"...
"Qin lost its deer, and all the heroes chased it away," Kong Yi said: "Look at what Yang Anxuan did: recruiting new troops, driving away foreign enemies, establishing teachings, promoting farming, and recruiting talents, all of them showed great ambition."
Kong Xian said solemnly: "Yang Anxuan is better than those incompetent people who only talk about Xuan Yinhua if they are determined and work hard."
Kong Yi nodded and said, "Yang Anxuan took advantage of Yanling's lectures to recruit talented people. His father recommended Yan Qing, Ran Kuo, Duanmu Xiang and others to Yang Anxuan, and Yang Anxuan agreed to recruit them."
These people are all disciples of Kong Yi, many of them are descendants of Confucius' disciples, and most of them come from poor families. Kong Xian couldn't help but be happy for them when he heard that these fellow apprentices could become officials.
Kong Yi glanced at his son and said, "Yang Anxuan wanted you to be the chief reporter of Yingchuan, but your father declined."
The princess's record office is located under the chief register. The official position is the seventh rank. Most of them are close relatives of the prefect. The county magistrates who belong to the county will rush to please them when they see it.
Kong Xian's expression did not change. Kong Yi nodded with satisfaction and said, "In charge of records and documents in the office of the Registrar. With your talents, you can do the job. However, my father does not want you to get caught up in the overt and covert conflicts in the officialdom, so he recommended you to Yang Anxuan as the secretary." Literary publisher, do you know the purpose of being a father?"
Kong Xian stood up and said politely: "My child understands that he must devote himself wholeheartedly to establishing a religious institution and promoting Confucianism."
