On this day, the first light rain in winter began in Lin'an.
It was already December, and the weather was freezing. The dampness and coldness of the south combined with a bit of howling cold wind blew through. The coldness penetrated through the clothes and penetrated straight into the bones.
A carriage on the official road was stuck in a deep hole on the side of the road. The road was a bit muddy. Two men in coarse cloth were busy, their hands and faces were red from the cold, but they had to pick it up at the urging of the owner next to them. Stones were placed into the deep pit.
"If you are more agile with your hands and feet, my wife will give birth today. I can't stand in this wilderness and wait."
The man who spoke was a man in brocade, his name was Dai Mingliang, but at this moment he was also covered in mud and looked anxious. Seeing the two servants' actions, he felt unhappy, so he went to the roadside to pick up stones.
He looked around from time to time to see if anyone was passing by on the official road and happened to come to help him.
But it was already late in the evening, and no one was passing by on the official road, which made Nadai Mingliang look even more anxious.
"Sir, the spokes of our wheel are broken, and the car can't drive even with it out. Why don't we go to the official road first? I remember there is a village ahead."
"This will only waste time."
With that said, Dai Mingliang was about to unload the horse and prepare to ride back alone. Fortunately, there was a little light on the side of the road at this time, and he saw a carriage coming swaying.
Seeing this scene, Dai Mingliang seemed to have found a life-saving straw. He rushed over and saw a smaller carriage, driven by a young man wearing a robe.
"Excuse me, brother, are you going to Lin'an? Can you take me with you? This is Dai Mingliang, the young master of Dongxiangshun Cloth Village in Lin'an City. This is my guide. To be honest, my wife is about to give birth. My wife is going to give birth." The car broke down."
Dai Mingliang asked sincerely, and even took out his road guide, but saw that the other party didn't take it, but just nodded and said hello to get on the bus.
"Thank you, brother."
Dai Mingliang looked happy and quickly got into the carriage happily. Only then did he see a middle-aged man sitting on the carriage, wearing a big cloak and holding a stove in his arms.
Dai Mingliang greeted him quickly, but he heard the young man driving the car ask at this moment.
"If you are in a hurry, then I will speed up and sit tight."
With that said, the carriage speed increased by two minutes. Dai Mingliang quickly sat inside and told the two men in a loud voice to stay away from the village nearby tonight and send someone to rescue them tomorrow.
The wheels were rolling, and Dai Mingliang finally felt relieved. He rubbed his red palms, looked at the two of them again, and said with a smile.
"You two are scholars, right?"
The people on the carriage were Song Mu and Tao Fengming who had been studying here. After leaving Jizhou Mansion at the end of October, the two first visited several erudite elders in various places along Jiangnan West Road, studying and discussing along the way, and then bought from Xunyang Mansion. He got a carriage and came all the way to Lin'an.
This is still the idea mentioned by Tao Fengming. Nowadays, Lin'an in the south is prosperous and the scenery is charming.
Hangzhou in the previous life was once again called Lin'an here, but not because it became the capital of the Southern Song Dynasty. Instead, it was named Lin'an after the stable place near the south of the Yangtze River.
Song Mu naturally fully agreed, but it was not easy to travel in winter, and Tao Fengming's body couldn't bear it. Song Mu hurriedly hurriedly arrived, and it was finally here.
They happened to see this muddy man on the road anxiously asking for help, so the two of them naturally came to lend a helping hand.
"Song Mu is in Jizhou Prefecture, Jiangnan West Road. This is my mentor Mr. Fengming. This time I am also visiting Lin'an to visit famous teachers and tour the wonderful scenery of Lin'an."
Hearing what Song Mu said, Dai Mingliang also smiled and nodded. The literary style of the Literary Dynasty was flourishing, and literati had the right to travel around without any guidance. In the past, literati often traveled to study, so it was not surprising.
"Since Young Master Song and his husband are studying in Lai'an, they can stay with me for a few days, and then let the younger brother of the family take them on a tour."
Dai Mingliang said this. It turns out that there is a teenage brother in the family who is also studying in Lin'an. Although he is just a boy, he is very interested in studying and can act as Song Mu's guide.
Song Mu naturally smiled and nodded when he heard this, but Dai Mingliang was very talkative and said with a smile at the moment.
"Speaking of it, Jiangnan West Road has attracted special attention this year. I heard that during the provincial examination in August this year, one person wrote two articles about top-notch visions, which brought blessings to the people in the whole city. I heard that many children were also educated. With improvement, the literati of Jiangnan and West Road will be even more outstanding in the future."
Dai Mingliang said with emotion, but at this moment he also said it with hope.
"If someone in the family gives birth to a boy this time, I will take care of him. After two years, if there is news that Jie Yuan from Jiangnan West Road is going to Chang'an for an examination, I will take my son and my little brother north. .”
With that said, Dai Mingliang glanced at Song Mu who was smiling and said with a smile.
"Speaking of which, I seem to remember that Jie Yuan from Jiangnan West Road is also surnamed Song. I wonder if the young master recognizes him?"
Song Mu grinned and said with a smile.
"I do recognize them, but they may not recognize me."
Saying this, Dai Mingliang became more interested. At this moment, he even asked Song Mu a few questions. Song Mu also briefly said a few words, which satisfied the other party's reverie.
"I heard from my younger brother at home that the Song Jieyuan man was tall and elegant, and he could slay demons with just a pen and make everything prosperous with just a stroke of ink."
Dai Mingliang smiled helplessly and shook his head.
"I heard that Song Jieyuan was not yet in his prime, but he was able to become a province and Jieyuan. Now he is also a role model in the hearts of countless young students. My younger brother and his classmates all admire him very much."
"But this is good. This can make him willing to study, have a role model, and worry less."
Dai Mingliang seemed to be a little calmer because he got on the carriage back to the city. After talking like this, Song Mu, who was listening next to him, looked a little dumb, but he nodded and smiled.
Song Mu had encountered Dai Mingliang's statement many times on the road.
The demon's attack on the city did not cause too much noise at first, perhaps because it was properly appeased. However, the provincial examination continued to ferment, and Song Mu's poems and articles were published in "Tianwen Magazine", making it known to the whole world.
When it comes to them, the most talked about ones, and even made many people beat their chests, are the two top visions. There are also rumors that there are many rich businessmen in Chang'an now, and they seem to be looking for a place to stay, just to A few years later, when Song Mu took part in the examination, he felt very literary.
In addition to this, there is the "Youth Story" written by Song Mu at the end of his policy essay.
The chapter was filled with vitality and hope, which almost instantly ignited the hearts of countless underachieving students. For a time, the sound of reading could be heard everywhere.
In such a grand occasion, Song Mu could even imagine how he would be surrounded once his identity was exposed.
Song Mu and Dai Mingliang chatted a few words along the way, but most of the topics they talked about were about the prosperity of Lin'an, and they were finally able to see the tall Lin'an city wall in the distance.
Dai Mingliang's thoughts were immediately pulled away, and the anxiety on his face became a little more anxious again. Song Mu also speeded up again with tacit understanding.
At this moment, the city gate has not yet been closed. When Song Mu and others arrived at the city gate, there were soldiers urging everyone to go inside.
Song Mu raised his head towards the city, with an expression of relief at this moment.
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