All the people who have lived in the Imperial City of Shangqi for a long time know that the most important thing about a house in this imperial city is not just three entrances and three exits or the repair of a three or two-story building. Whether the family is rich or not, all depends on the cornices; The three-storey dilapidated buildings in the inner courtyard of the imperial city have ordinary cornices and no elegance at all. They may make people laugh behind their backs, saying that this person has money in his pocket, but in his heart he lacks elegance and is extremely vulgar.
Investigating the reason, 80% of the reason is inseparable from the prevalence of literary style in the Shang Qi Dynasty. Since there are many literati and refined scholars, in addition to the style of poetry and prose, naturally a lot of effort must be spent to find an elegant word in the residence and house, which is not necessarily the case in every household. It is rich and magnificent, but flowing water, cornices, green bamboos and various flowers and plants are indispensable.
Mr. Xun has not seen Mr. Zhou in the past two days. He is busy with everything and feels extremely tired. After Laoyuhu ordered Liubai Feihua, Xun Yuantuo was taken to the academy by a lieutenant with a jade in his head and a whisk in his hand. He told some rules in a soft voice, and then he Waiting aside made Mr. Xun feel a little uncomfortable everywhere. While he was eating and reading, drinking tea and sleeping, the middle official was always waiting on him, which made Mr. Xun worried.
If we were to go back to the time when we had not met Mr. Zhou, Mr. Xun was probably quite accustomed to having servants and maids to serve him. However, he mostly took care of him by himself, drove him to serve tea, walked through the streets, and was suddenly replaced by others. It is inevitable that there will be a lot of discomfort.
"Master Zhongguan, I can do such chores myself. I'm just a commoner, so I can't take the trouble at will." Mr. Xun just copied a piece of poetry and prose, and the Zhongguan next to him finished studying the ink and was very happy. He picked up the rice paper, used a small fan to dry the ink, took out a calligraphy scroll and hung it up, full of praise.
Hearing this, the lieutenant-general bowed and saluted, and was frightened for a moment, "Mr. The sin is huge. The Holy Emperor has asked many times in the past few days, saying that he has not thought of a suitable official position. He is afraid that Mr. There has always been no shortage of servants and maids, but you, Mr. Xun, are after all a noble person in the eyes of the Holy Emperor, and you must distinguish yourself from others."
"In the countryside, we only know young people who study hard in cold windows. How can we talk to noble people?" Thoughts welled up in my mind, facing hundreds of Fei Hua Ling, how could I dare to be looked down upon by today’s sage, nor would I dare to be treated kindly by a senior official all day long. I am not rewarded for my merits, your Excellency, it really makes me a poor scholar who came out of the barren mountains. , a little at a loss.”
The lieutenant raised his hand to cover his mouth and said with a smile, "Sir, the city is quite good, but even our family can see some clues about some things, so blindly covering them up may not necessarily be a superior move. Just because of your surname, sir, there are many more From your actions and words, your life experience must be of great value. Now everyone in the city can probably guess who your family is. Even if you are not from the lineage of Prime Minister Xun, I'm afraid they can't escape the connection."
Xun Yuantuo frowned slightly.
Although my husband has told me to be safe when I come, there is no need to hide it. Even if this Xun family has some old grudges with that Xun Wenqu, they must not lose face. Scholars may be unreasonable, but face needs to be held extremely high. They don't have the slightest bit of the style of a master, and others would naturally not want to be called a master.
But this news seemed to spread too quickly. Since it was an imperial city, there was always a lot of gossip, but with such effort, it seemed that everyone in the city knew about it, and it was inevitable to think that there were others adding fuel to the fire.
When Zhongguan Lang saw Mr. Xun frowning, he understood what he meant. He lowered his head and came closer and whispered, "When our family left the palace, the Holy Master once promised our family some conveniences. If Mr. Xun is in trouble, he will just use it to put away this rumor. , it’s not a big deal to help Mr. cover up something.”
Xun Yuantuo came back to his senses, forced a smile and said, "No need, since the news has been spread, there is no reason to be proud. What's more, judging from Prime Minister Xun, if I am lucky enough to spend time with the old Prime Minister in the future, I will not do anything like this." The means, even if they are not from the same bloodline, they still belong to the same family in ancient times. The bones are broken and the muscles are connected, and the bloodline is the same, how can it change."
The lieutenant-general then nodded in praise and said, "Sir, with such a kind-hearted nature, I am afraid that after joining the Qi Dynasty, we will have to recruit another important minister." Then he changed the topic again and said in annoyance, "Look, there are many generals these days. I was thinking about how to make my husband live a safe life, but I almost forgot about an important matter. In a few days, the Holy Spirit will appoint me to see my husband. Our family looked at his clothes. Although they are also very elegant, since we are meeting the Holy Spirit, we will do whatever it takes. I specially made a suit so that the Holy One can't see it, so I will punish our family and say that I am being negligent."
The young master smiled, but did not refuse, "Then I have to trouble your Lordship Zhongguan again. It is really hard for me to put in all my troubles these days. If I have some free time in the future, even if I am from a humble family, I will definitely invite you to come to the Imperial City. If you go to a good restaurant, you won’t come back drunk.”
After saying these words, the middle official was stunned for a moment, and it took a long time before he bowed his hands and saluted.
"Our family has served many great Confucian scholars under the orders of the Holy Spirit, but no one has ever invited us to drink in a restaurant. Although we can still get some profit in the end, this is the first time we have heard this in decades. "
"Regardless of whether I have free time in the future, our family takes these thoughts into heart." Zhongguan clasped his fists and turned to leave without saying anything more.
Eunuchs are buried, this principle is recognized by the people wherever they go. When princes and emperors go out, people kowtow, but I have never heard of eunuchs going out on the street, and someone sees them saluting, let alone speaking softly and softly, even if they have intentions. Even if you hide something, you can still be seen.
Xun Yuantuo naturally knew these truths, but those words were indeed truthful and not polite.
The young master saw off his eunuchs and walked back to his seat. He raised his hand to touch the porcelain vase that had been brought out of his home but had not broken despite the bumps along the way. He muttered softly.
"Broken bones and tendons."
When Xun Ji left Beijing for Qingchai, young master Xun was still young. He only held this porcelain vase, which was like a piece of broken glaze, and left for who knows how many years.
Perhaps in his father's eyes, his mother-in-law was just an ordinary woman. For the Xun family, she was just a young son with a bright ear and eyesight who could learn from the past and the present. Until the time of departure, my father never looked back. Ask the young master to memorize two more sections of the book. If there are any mistakes or omissions, he will put down the porcelain vase.
But Mr. Xun never put it down. He went from the imperial city to Qingchai, two sections after another, memorizing a book several palms wide. He didn't put down the porcelain vase until he fell asleep from exhaustion.
I don't know how many years I have been here, but I dare not listen to the child calling me mother.
