Chapter 16 The old gentleman borrowed a collection of poems

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It's time to go to sleep again. Furong's mother said: "We all went to bed." The younger brothers and sisters got up and walked to their respective bedrooms. Only Furong and Changling were still sitting because they didn't know how to arrange their bedrooms.

According to general customs, a son-in-law cannot have sex with his wife in his mother-in-law's house, whether before or after marriage. Generally speaking, the son-in-law often arranges to stay in the east wing where the younger men live. But just now Furong's mother did not arrange a sleeping room for Chang Ling. Furong may have seen what her mother meant, so she asked her, "Mom, brother Changling..."

"What? You want mom to take you two into the room?" Mom urged.

Furong was overjoyed, "Oh my god, you understand your daughter so well. No wonder people say that only mothers are good in the world. It's true, only mothers understand their daughters best." Now if Furong and Brother Changling were to spend the night separately, I really don't know how to spend the night. After hearing what her mother said, Furong immediately gave a gesture to Brother Changling: "Let's go to bed." She pulled Brother Changling and walked out, entering the room where they had experienced many major breakthroughs. The boudoir of an innocent girl.

Furong and Brother Changling entered the bedroom and bolted the door. Now they are not who they were a month ago. A month ago, although they had done it many times in that dormitory, due to various reasons, the actions of both parties were not fully open, that is to say, more or less A little bit of an affair. It's different now. No one wants to interfere with what they are doing in the boudoir of their daughter, and in fact, they can't.

Brother Chang Ling took off his clothes in a race against time. What are they going to do now and how to do it? These details, I think our smart readers will be able to form an incomparable picture in their minds with their genius imagination. Wonderful picture. If a reader asks me to give a detailed and vivid description of those extremely wonderful scenes, it would be a bit reluctant. This is because I can only scratch the surface in my writing about the lovemaking between men and women. If too much in-character description is given, it may have an impact on my personality.

Love is the eternal theme of literature, but describing lovemaking is the biggest taboo in literature. It's okay to write about a couple of lovers holding hands, but it's not so good to write about a pair of lovers holding hands together. What's strange is that whenever night falls, you can imagine through the hazy night how many married men and women are hugging each other and rolling around on the bed under the cover of night, performing various tricks. Until he was exhausted and fell into sleep. In the next morning, people get up, get dressed, do some grooming, go out of the room, and do their own things. Everyone is tight-lipped about what happened in bed last night. If someone tries to communicate with each other about the happy things they did last night, or tries to share the happy things they did between husband and wife with others, there is no doubt that all the listeners will accuse him of being a hooligan or a lunatic.

So I came to a conclusion: Love between men and women can only be done but must not be talked about or written about. As a novelist, you must not write that aspect too explicitly, otherwise, those with a sense of responsibility will accuse you of inciting minors to learn bad things, or make gentlemen look disgusting. "You can only do things, but you can't speak or write." This may be the brilliance of human beings as the spirits of all things in the world.

Back to the subject, it is said that Wang Changling stayed at Furong’s natal home for a few days and taught poetry to a group of children every day, first of all to Furong’s younger brothers and sisters. Then some neighbor children got the news that brother-in-law of the He family was teaching poetry to several younger brothers and sisters, and the poems he taught were his own poetry collections. So some studious children also came to the He family to listen to the class and learned some secrets, such as I learned that the younger sister of the He family's brother-in-law is very knowledgeable and writes very good poems, especially his Qi Jue, which is why he is known as the "Sage of Seven Jue".

Children like to pass on news, and the news that the He family's brother-in-law taught the children his poetry collection spread in the village school. Soon, the news reached the ears of Mr. Wu, a teacher in the school. My husband has heard about Wang Changling for a long time, but he didn't know that Wang Changling had his own collection of poems. He had never heard of Wang Changling's title of "Seven Masters". "The descendants are to be feared", so my husband decided to visit the Wang family in person.

Wang Changling received my husband warmly. After drinking tea in the living room, Wang Changling took my husband to his study.

"I would like to ask my old gentleman, I have come to visit you in vain today. What advice can you give me?"

"I sit in a well and look at the sky, but I don't know anything about the young talents around me. According to my students, Mr. Wang has his own collection of poems?"

"The late student messed up some exercises, how can I dare to call it a 'collection of poems'?"

"Can I let the old man feast his eyes on it?"

"The old man said something serious. Since he is favored by him, I hope you can give me some advice." After Wang Changling said this, he handed me his collection of poems. My husband took the collection of poems and looked through them eagerly. I saw that the old gentleman's face was constantly changing. At first, there was a look of surprise on the old gentleman's face. Then, the old gentleman's mouth gradually opened wide. Then, a smile suddenly appeared on the old gentleman's face, and he pressed his palms on the desk hard. One shot: "Absolutely amazing! Really amazing! What a 'Seven Masters'!"

After the old man finished speaking, he stared at Wang Changling with his eyes and said slowly: "The young people are to be feared, the young people are to be feared! I didn't expect that our Zhiyang Village has such talents." Wang Changling became modest and gradually turned the topic to poetry.

Before leaving, my old gentleman looked at Wang Changling, as if he had something to say. Wang Changling asked: "My old gentleman, do you have any instructions for the late students?"

My old man said hesitantly: "Mr. Wang, I have a merciless request. Is it to give you your collection of poems..."

"Oh, I'm so grateful that my old man has such high regard for Wan Sheng's humble work. Wan Sheng will naturally give it away. Please wait a moment, old man." Wang Changling said, turned around and took back the collection of poems, and handed it to my old man with both hands. My old man took the collection of poems from Wang Changling and said with great care: "I want to make a copy of Mr. Wang's collection of poems. I'd like to borrow it from you. I'd be very grateful. But I know you can't stay long. Just three days. Remember, just three days." The old man must give it as a gift."

Three days later, as promised, Mr. Wang personally delivered Wang Changling's collection of poems to Wang Changling. However, there are four more powerful regular script characters on the title page of the collection of poems: "Qi Jue Holy Hands".

Furong wants to go to her grandparents' house in Luoyang. Furong's idea happened to be Brother Changling's idea. Regarding Luoyang, although Wang Changling had been there several times, at that time Wang Changling had no relatives in Luoyang and no place to settle down. He only visited Luoyang and returned in a hurry. It's better now. We have a large group of relatives in Luoyang. It's okay to stay there for ten and a half months. After some preparations, Furong took Brother Changling to her grandparents' home in Luoyang.

But it is said that Luoyang is the eastern capital, one of the two capitals of the Tang Dynasty. It has Longmen Mountain in the south and Mang Mountain in the north. The Luoshui River flows through the city. From the founding of Luoyi by Zhou Gong Ji Dan to this dynasty, there has been a history of more than 1,700 years of capital building. The main streets are Tongtuo Street, Xiguan Street, Southwest Yu Street, Northwest Yu Street, Southeast Yu Street, Northeast Yu Street, Nanguan Street, Luopu Street and Mangshan Town Street.

The history of brilliant civilizations draws lessons from the past and present. The ancient city of Luoyang has become China's political, economic, cultural and transportation center several times in history. Its long history as an imperial capital carries the profound Heluo culture. Historical and cultural celebrities are as bright as stars in Luoyang: Cai Lun made paper, Zhang Heng made instruments, Sima Shizhi canon, Xu Shen wrote "Shuowen Jiezi", Cao Zhi, Zuo Si, etc. all left eternal poems in Luoyang; cultural relics and historic sites are scattered all over the place: Dong Gong Temple in the Eastern Han Dynasty, Tuoling Palace, the Zhougong Temple of the Sui Dynasty, the Mingtang Hall of the Tang Dynasty, historical districts and residential courtyards are scattered in an orderly manner.

"Luoyang's ancient toast has an elegant custom." From the Duke of Zhou making rituals and music in Luo and Confucius entering the Zhou Dynasty to ask about rites to the Han Dynasty's exclusive respect for Confucianism, the folk customs of Luoyang "among laymen", on the one hand, "custom etiquette" and "establishing business based on the foundation"; on the other hand, it inherits "Zhou people value business and wealth" habits, attaching great importance to the development of commerce and economy. Historically, Luoyang was home to merchants and developed water transportation, and it was once the starting point of the eastern end of the Silk Road. It is known as "the hinterland of Kyushu and the thoroughfare of ten provinces".

The outer city of Luoyang City is large in scale, with a circumference of fifty-two miles and ninety paces. There are three gates in the south, the middle gate is called Dingding Gate, there is Changxia Gate in the east, and Houzai Gate in the west; among the three gates in the east, Luo Gate is in the middle, Jianchun Gate is on the left, East Gate is on the right; and there is a gate in the west. It's called Shuanmen; there are two gates in the north, Anxi Gate on the left and Hui'an Gate on the right. This city was built in the first year of Daye of the Sui Dynasty and was named Luoguo City. It was expanded in the second year of Emperor Zetian's longevity and was named Jincheng. The city is one foot and eight feet high.

Its northeast corner is in Lianhua Temple, its northwest corner is in Miaogou, its southeast corner is in Chengjiao Village, and its southwest corner is in Gucheng Village. There are eight gates in total, including three on the east, three on the south, and two on the north. The middle gate in the south, Dingding Gate, is the most magnificent. The remains of the city wall are more than fifty miles in circumference and are slightly square in shape. Luocheng consists of the palace city, the imperial city, the east city, the Yuanbi city, the Yaoyi city, and the Hanjiacang city. Among them, the palace city is located in the northwest corner of Guocheng, with walls on four sides. The east and west walls are more than two miles long, the north wall is nearly three miles, and only the south wall is the longest, nearly three and a half miles. There are six city gates, mainly the middle gate and the southern gate. There is Changle Gate in the north of the palace city. In the Sui Dynasty, the Qianyang Palace and the Wanxiang Palace rebuilt during the reign of Emperor Zetian were the most luxurious and magnificent. The Imperial City is located to the south of the palace city. To the east and west are the residences of the princes, emperors and grandsons and the offices of hundreds of officials. Dongcheng is located to the east of the Imperial City.

Now Wang Changling came to Luoyang with his beloved wife. The couple entered the city through Dingding Gate on the south side of Waikou City, walked along Dingdingmen Street, passed the Luohe Tianjin Bridge, and walked towards the imperial city.

Waikou City is the private residence of officials and the residence of common people. There are 113 squares in the city. There are Dongshi and Nanshi to the south of Luohe River, and there are three commercial markets including Beishi to the east of Xianhe River. Xiyuan is located to the west of the capital, with a circumference of three to four hundred miles. Shangyang Palace is located in the west of the palace city, with the main entrance and main hall facing the east.

Within the capital city, there are criss-cross streets, ten vertical and horizontal streets, all neat and uniform, showing the extraordinary style of an imperial capital. Dingdingmen Street from the Imperial City to the south gate of the capital, which is often called the Imperial Road, is one hundred steps wide. The other two horizontal streets such as Shangdong and Jianchun are seventy-five steps, Changxia, Houzai, Yongtong, and Hui Streets are 75 steps wide. An, Anxi and Zuoyemen streets are each sixty-two paces wide, while Yu Xiaojie is thirty-one paces wide each. Among the streets, there were 103 li and three cities in the Sui Dynasty; in the Tang Dynasty, li was changed into squares, with 113 squares and three cities. Each square is three hundred steps long on all sides, with a cross in the middle and four exits. Judging from the fact that the squares are the same size, they are much more regular than those in Chang'an.

Among them, Dingdingmen Street is the central street that runs from north to south. It starts from Duanmen of the Imperial City in the north, passes through Luohe Tianjin Bridge in the middle, and reaches Dingdingmen in Waikou City in the south. It is nine miles long and a hundred paces wide. In the middle is the imperial road, and each side of the road is Planted in two rows of cherries and pomegranates, it is extremely spacious and spectacular.

Now the couple has crossed the Tianjin Bridge on the Luohe River. In front of them is a horizontal street, which is Jianchun Street. The couple continued walking forward and entered Anqingfang on Yu Xiao Street. Suddenly they saw a courtyard in front of them, which was Furong's grandmother's house.