"Master..."
When Xia Houxuan went to Le Yang with the Hundred Times Hanlu Pian he had copied, he saw a young imperial student asking Le Yang a question he didn't understand.
Xu Leyang felt that it was too troublesome to find pen and paper, so he simply picked up a branch and started to explain with gestures on the ground.
Xia Houxuan couldn't bear to be disturbed, so he stood in the distance and waited.
"Master, what does it mean that if a gentleman is not serious, he will not be powerful, and if he is learned, he will not be solid?'"
The student looked humble and stood aside. Xia Houxuan knew that what he was asking was the meaning of the Analects of Confucius.
Le Yang twisted his long beard with his hand, squatted on the ground, smiled and nodded, and asked:
"Then, what's the main reason why you don't understand this sentence?"
The student scratched his head and seemed a little embarrassed. He asked coyly:
"Master, if the student doesn't understand, why is his learning not solid?"
Le Yang smiled and shook his head. While he flicked the student's forehead with his slender fingers, he traced and wrote on the ground with his right hand holding a branch. Although the words were written on the soil with dead branches, they were also No loss of majesty and light:
"This sentence cannot be separated from the previous sentence. It should be understood together. If a gentleman is not serious, he will not be powerful. If he is not careful enough, what he has learned will naturally not be stable enough."
The student seemed to suddenly realize it. He slapped his forehead and laughed along with Le Yang.
Le Yang stood up and immediately said seriously to the student:
"By the way, now that Taixue has reopened, you are the first batch of Taixue disciples in our Wei Dynasty. In the future, the Wei Dynasty will definitely be indispensable for rising stars like you. You must remember that reading is for enlightening the mind and cultivating one's nature. Remember to take quotes out of context. , when you become an official for your parents in the future, you must not give up the straight and seek the straight, abandon the basic and pursue the weak!"
The student bowed, bowed his head to the ground towards Le Yang, and replied respectfully:
“Students, please remember Master’s teachings!”
When Xia Houxuan saw that Le Yang had finished explaining, he stepped forward.
"Student Xia Houxuan, pay homage to the Master."
Xia Houxuan was not so reserved on weekdays, but when he faced Le Yang, he unconsciously became serious and solemn. Perhaps Master Leyang is what the Analects of Confucius calls a dignified gentleman. He is not only dignified himself, but also makes others involuntarily dignified.
Le Yang looked at Xia Houxuan, a young man who was serious yet somewhat unruly, and then looked at the Hanlu chapter copied by Xia Houxuan a hundred times, and nodded with a smile.
"Xuan'er, why are there burn marks on the edges of this paper?"
Xia Houxuan responded with a smile, bowed and said:
"When the student was copying in the school building, he was leaning on a wooden pillar in the house and encountered wind and thunder. Unexpectedly, the thunder and fire split the pillar of the house, and this caused disaster."
After hearing this, Le Yang looked surprised and asked with concern:
"Is it hurt?"
Xia Houxuan smiled slightly and said:
"It only hurt a thin piece of paper and a piece of clothing, nothing else."
Le Yang, with his long beard on his hands, burst out laughing.
"Xuan'er, don't forget to encourage yourself at all times. You should be someone who wants to do great things in the future."
Xia Houxuan was slightly startled. He knew that Master Leyang was usually very strict, but today he actually spoke so highly of a teenage freshman like himself for the first time.
"Master..."
Le Yang saw Xia Houxuan's flattered look, smiled and patted him on the shoulder:
"A gentleman has a long way to go. I hope you will not be arrogant or impetuous, and always think about it, so that you can be a great national weapon of Wei Dynasty in the future!"
Xia Houxuan looked at Le Yang's expectant eyes and nodded heavily:
"Xuan, you will definitely live up to Master's expectations!"
"Go ahead."
Le Yang looked at Xia Houxuan's figure, who was as tall as a pine and cypress, and his steps were like flowing clouds, and nodded again.
He is not startled when he encounters thunder from the sky, he forgets his spirit by thinking about his old friends, his mind is humble but proud, his breath is pure and elegant but he walks on the earth.
As long as this son can get the right time, he will definitely achieve great things in the future!
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It's early autumn, and the weather is gradually becoming cooler and more comfortable. From time to time, one or two slightly yellow leaves swayed and fell from the branches.
A chariot with two horses driving abreast came out from the south gate of the East Palace and was driving on the bluestone official road, heading towards Kaiyang Gate in the distance. The eldest son of the emperor, Cao Rui, King of Pingyuan, who is almost in his weak years, is currently sitting in the chariot hand in hand with Princess Mao.
Not long ago, Cao Rui, who was awarded the title of Prince of Pingyuan, married his princess Mao immediately after the crowning ceremony.
"Your Highness, are you going out of the city today?" Mao held her husband's hand timidly, as if she didn't want him to leave her, but she didn't dare to hold it too tightly, and just gently pulled Cao Rui's finger.
"Your Majesty summoned me to go hunting with him in the southern suburbs today. I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany the princess to the south of the city to enjoy the chrysanthemums. I'll ask Guanqiu Jian to escort the princess back to the East Palace later."
Cao Rui's long eyebrows are often condensed with frost just like his father's.
However, in front of Princess Mao, the frost always brings warmth.
"The relationship between you and His Majesty has not been very close in recent years. I am afraid that if something happens, His Majesty will not be able to cope with it alone. Guanqiu Jian is His Majesty's most capable literary attendant, so let him go with His Majesty today." .”
Although Mao is young, she shares Cao Rui's worries, so she naturally lacks the ease and ease of young people.
This is probably what the predecessors said: if you are less than a hundred years old, you often worry about a thousand years old.
"Okay, just listen to the princess. By the way, if any courtiers come to visit today, the princess will call He Zeng, Bi Gui and the others..."
As soon as the thoughtful Cao Rui opened his mouth to give instructions, Mao took over his words.
"I understand, I don't see you at all." Mao looked at Cao Rui and smiled gently. His Majesty has always been disgusted with the faction between the prince and the courtiers. In addition, His Majesty's mind has been unstable in the past few years. My husband has been walking on thin ice all day long, his brows are furrowed, and there is rarely a smile on his face. Naturally, I have to share the burden for him. For a moment.
"If you have a wife like this, what more can a husband ask for..." Cao Rui took his wife into his arms and murmured. It seemed that only at this moment did he feel that he was not alone.
Mao rested her head on her husband's shoulder. In this unpredictable Luoyang Imperial City, it would be too cold if she didn't cling closely to him.
Guanqiu Jian was the most trusted literary attendant of Pingyuan King Cao Rui. He was originally the late Wuwei prefect and the general master craftsman [Note 1: The general master craftsman was the official in charge of construction. 】The son of Guanqiu Xing, after his father's death, Guanqiu Jian inherited his father's title of Marquis of Gaoyang Township and studied at Taixue. Later, he met Cao Rui and was promoted by Cao Rui to the literary attendant of the East Palace.
At this moment, he was waiting with Pingyuan King Cao Rui and his son Cao Zhao, leading the Donggong Mansion hunting team outside Kaiyang Gate.
Not long after, the chariot left the city. Cao Rui sent more than twenty soldiers to escort Princess Mao back to the city. He took Cao Zhao and Guan Qiujian to the hunting ground of Dashi Mountain in the southern suburbs to meet the emperor's honor guard.
At Dashi Mountain Hunting Ground, there are dense clouds, and the rustling autumn wind disturbs the branches and leaves of the deep forest. A hunting team as fast as the wind is driving through the forest. On the black flag, a big golden "Wei" is rolling and flying. Character. This was brought by Wei Emperor Cao Pi, a hunting honor guard composed of the Forbidden Army "Wuwei Army".
"Your Majesty, there seems to be signs of prey moving ahead!" The deputy commander of the Forbidden Army drove his horse forward and reported to Cao Pi.
"Rui'er, Lin'er, you lead the team to outflank from the left and right. The others, follow me and chase!"
"No!" Cao Rui, King of Pingyuan, and Cao Lin, King of Hedong, accepted the order and immediately took their respective entourages and detoured away. Both of them knew in their hearts that this hunt was more than just a hunt. This is actually a consideration and competition. It is the emperor's consideration of his two sons, and it is also the competition between Cao Rui and Cao Lin.
When a prince seizes the title of heir, good health is related to the fortune of the country and the country. Therefore, if the princes, emperors and grandsons delay their archery and horse skills, they will undoubtedly cut off their own path.
Cone arrows are flying, and the white feathers are gone. The emperor and the two princes kept galloping on horseback, chasing the two deers, a mother and her son, in front of them. Cao Rui and Cao Lin's retinues would also shoot a few arrows from time to time to help their lord capture the deer earlier. .
The horse that Emperor Cao Pi was riding was Huang Feidian, a famous horse left by the late king. It was faster than the horses of his two sons. Cao Pi was seen galloping in pursuit, getting closer and closer to the doe. Cao Pi was confident, so he immediately took out the carved bow, took out the golden arrow, and bent the bow to shoot the doe. Everyone saw that the arrow went like a shooting star, and with a "whoosh" sound, the doe fell down. The people accompanying him immediately burst into joy and shouted long live.
At this moment, the hunting team's encirclement had closed, surrounding the deer in the center. At this moment, Cao Lin was surrounded by shrubs and dead branches, and many obstacles made it difficult for him to hit the deer. This was equivalent to sending the deer to the bow. In front of the skillful Cao Rui. Cao Lin had no choice but to glare at Cao Rui jealously.
"Your Highness, this opportunity cannot be missed." Guanqiu Jian urged Cao Rui softly. But Cao Rui didn't know why at this moment, but he was full of hesitation and hesitation.
When he saw the poor and helpless spotted deer, he thought of himself who had lost his mother and was helpless.
"Rui'er... Rui'er... come to the queen mother quickly..."
Cao Rui was stunned for a moment. That warm voice seemed to ring in his ears, and that kind smile was all in front of him. At this moment, he couldn't help but burst into tears. The little deer in front of him was experiencing the pain of losing his mother just like himself. .
"Mother..." Cao Rui's eyes were filled with tears. He dropped his bow and arrow on the ground, leaned down and dismounted, knelt down in front of the emperor's horse, and burst into tears. Cao Zhao and Guanqiu Jian behind him were at a loss of ideas at this moment. When Cao Lin saw this scene in the distance, he was elated and secretly laughed at Cao Rui for being so stupid.
When Cao Pi saw Cao Rui losing his composure in front of others, he felt dissatisfied. He asked sternly: "King Pingyuan, why are you doing this?"
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty is a talented man. He has already killed his mother. I... can't bear to kill his son again. I hope your Majesty will forgive me..." Cao Rui knelt down in front of the horse and burst into tears. .
When Cao Pi heard these words, he felt guilty about the death of Empress Zhen. Looking at his mourning son in front of the horse, he recalled the scene that year when he and his Rui'er sat on the roof of the palace at night, looking up at the stars. . Once upon a time, the trust between father and son was once again so weak that the child suffered the same disaster as himself - the king and father were suspicious, and he was afraid and walking on thin ice all day long.
"Rui'er, get up." Cao Pi stretched out his carved bow in front of Cao Rui and pulled Cao Rui up.
"Let's end the hunting today." Cao Pi turned his horse's head, and everyone followed him.
No one can guess the meaning, and no one dares to speculate casually.
The fawn was currently lying next to the body of the doe, chirping.
