In fact, this chapter is just one of the three fragments of the originally expected big chapter.,The remaining two fragments are going to write about the two Liao movements and the battle of Liuzhou.,But there's definitely no way to write it in one breath today.,The second paragraph is only half written.,In order to keep changing.,I had to upload it first.。
In the south of Xijing, a mansion with a threshold high enough that children need to turn over, the courtyard is like a city, and the cars and horses are like dragons.
The guests are all here to celebrate the old owner of this house has become a 100-year-old person, and there are very few people in the entire Xijing City who have lived to this age, and there is such a reputation as the old man who really can't find it.
Even the bigwigs in the officialdom of Xijing, who have survived to the age of ancient times, most of them don't know the real name of this person, they all call Wang Weng, and the younger ones can only call Old Lady Wang.
The Wang family as one of the big families of the Southern Dynasty, although the children of the Wang family who are two generations lower than the old lady Wang are not in the climate, only a Southern Dynasty Rite Department squire and two military town captains, and now two have died, but fortunately, the great-grandson of the old lady is very competitive, all the way from the bottom of the Beimang army to climb up, stunned is to become one of the four major bowls of the king account by virtue of real military merits, and now with a high Longguan nobleman in the first character of the family after the marriage, the trend of the whole family, can be described as thriving.
Today's birthday celebration is not a harmony from beginning to end.
As the Longguan aristocracy of the snake of the Northern Mang and Southern Dynasties, the internal roots are intertwined, there are marriages and feuds, and some people do not deal with the Wang family, which is a big family with the name of the family, and today's 100-year-old birthday of the old lady Wang, it was also affected by the pond fish, and some people sent a picture of the words, only the words "long life and 100 years old".
This kind of unscrupulous slap in the face can't even be seen by the guests who come to visit, but the old lady Wang actually smiled and took the painting with her own hands, and did not forget to ask the housekeeper to give the servant who ran errands and sent the words a piece of happy silver.
After all, the old lady is a hundred-year-old person, it is impossible to treat guests for too long, and after meeting with some important ministers in Xijing or the younger generations of the world, he handed over to the nephew who has been a waiter in the Ministry of Rites for 16 years to entertain visitors, and the old man returned to the Yajing courtyard to rest, the small courtyard is not small, planted with dozens of extremely rare plum trees, and the old lady Wang also called himself Meilin Ye Lao.
In this dusk when the crowd was buzzing outside, the old man asked the people in the courtyard to move a rattan chair under the plum tree, and with the careful support of a maid with delicate eyebrows, he lay down on a chair with a soft Shu brocade.
The little maid did not dare to leave, according to the old rules sitting on a small bench, she respected this old man with a good temper to unimaginable, since she entered this yard as a maid, she has never seen the old lady angry once, she clearly remembered that she had just arrived in the yard on an errand, one day sitting in the inner room watching the old man take a nap, someone outside the house accidentally broke the teacup, the old man who slept very lightly woke up immediately, she was scared to death, never thought that the old man woke up after just smiled at her and shook his hand, signaling her to act as if she didn't know anything.
Later, she heard that there were derelictions of duty in the early years of the courtyard, and that the plum forest froze to death several plum trees in a certain winter, and the Wang family was in a rage, so they had to use the family method, and a hundred whips went down, and people's lives were naturally gone.
It was still the old lady who spoke, saying that there are many valuable things in the world, but there is nothing that can be more valuable than human life, and the tree is gone, so it doesn't matter, anyway, I can't see the new plum becoming the old plum in this life, and it's good to look at the dry plum.
The old man lay quietly on the chair, looked at the plum branches that were not lush above his head, and said slowly: "Chai Mi little girl, this summer has to pass, in my hometown, there is a time called the plum rainy season, because when it rains, it is when the plums in the south of the Yangtze River are yellow and ripe, so it is called the plum rain, a very nice saying, right, not a scholar, I can't think of such a name."
When I was young, I often recited some proverbs I heard from my elders, and I didn't understand the truth, but I just said it, as much as the peach blossom water, it must be a dry yellow plum, and the rain hit the yellow plum head, and there was no sun for forty-five days. ” The maid asked softly with curiosity on her face, "Why does the old lady like plum trees so much?"
The old man, who was too lazy to talk to others, slowed his breath and said with a smile: "In my hometown, there are all kinds of exquisiteness, some interesting, some boring, not only people are divided into three, six, nine and so on, even flowers are no exception, such as crazy catkins, light peach blossoms and this plum blossom bone." ” The maid, who has been poor since she was a child and has not read much, whispered: "Wind bones" The old lady of the Wang family smiled, "If a scholar writes poems and essays, it is best to have correct words and high spirits, and he will be called a style and a backbone."
Then the style of a scholar is probably the so-called Confucian Zhang Shengren's poverty is good for himself, and the good is for the world.
It's hard, I just want to do it well, but I can't do it.
It's just that I have one thing better than many people to do, that is, some people have no backbone, so they can't see others have a backbone, not only are they not ashamed of themselves, but they also spit and even make stumbling blocks. ” The little maid scratched her head quietly, confused, and couldn't understand it.
Probably tired of speaking, the old man began to close his eyes and recuperate.
At this time, there was a sound of small footsteps on the side of the courtyard gate, and the maid hurriedly turned her head to look, stunned, not only the Wang master who served as the waiter of the Ministry of Rites but never had the position of the head of the Wang family came, but also when he entered the courtyard, he always smiled slightly and bent over, half a position behind the two strange men, when the maid raised her eyes, she couldn't move her eyes all of a sudden, because the youngest woman among the three was so good-looking.
Wang Xuanling, the "time-honored" ceremonial attendant of the temple of the Southern Dynasty, picked up his pace slightly after approaching the rattan chair, and whispered to the old lady who seemed to be asleep: "The prince is here." ” The old lady opened his eyes, and was just about to get up with the support of Wang Xuanling and the maid Chai Mi, when the tall man who was in the prime of life hurriedly smiled and said: "Old lady Wang doesn't need to be polite, just lie down, Yelu Hong came empty-handed this time, and he was rude to blame, and the old lady is lucky not to blame." ” Although the trembling waiter of the Ministry of Rites had been signaled by the eyes of the crown prince of Beimang, he still couldn't resist the insistence of his old lady, who stood up, very hard but respectfully, and the crown prince who visited the royal mansion in private said helplessly: "The old lady is asking Yeluhong to be embarrassed, sit, sit quickly." ” The old man tried his best to straighten his waist and sit on the rattan chair, Wang Xuanling and the maid in the small courtyard each brought a Huanghuali chair, and when the squire saw that the beautiful woman was seated almost at the same time as His Royal Highness the Prince, his eyelids twitched.
The crown prince of Beimang, who rushed back to Xijing from the battlefield of Hutou City, said with a pleasant face: "The old lady is famous all over the world for his article, and he is a pure minister and gentleman who His Majesty is full of praise, this time I temporarily heard about the old lady's 100th birthday, and I came in a hurry, and I couldn't get a suitable birthday gift for a while, so I had to visit empty-handed. ” The old man smiled and said, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has killed the old man, and he has killed the old man." ” Seeing that the old lady who has been talking less and less over the years is quite interested, and the response is even more decent, and he is not confused, Wang Xuanling, who is afraid of making something out of it, breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that there is an old man in the family If there is a treasure, it is really not wrong, depending on the situation, he can only stand at the moment, this is expected to sit on the Shangshu chair Although Yelu Hongcai was not treated by those grasslands in the Beimang royal court, and there were not a few of the most powerful generals and festival orders in Beimang who clearly stood behind him, but after all, this person was the first heir to the throne of the royal account, and among the remnants of the Southern Dynasty who attached the most importance to orthodoxy, there were still a considerable number of nobles who were more optimistic about Yelu Hongcai, and the two former kings of the North and South courts, Huang Songpu and Xu Huainan, were actually very close to this gentle crown prince.
But with the violent death of Xu Huainan and the resignation of Huang Songpu, as well as the rise of Dong Zhuo, Hong Jingyan, and Chong Tan, a large number of young and strong generals, Yelu Hongcai became more and more low-key.
Wang Xuanling, who stood quietly and held his breath on the side, was certainly not stupid, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince quietly came to the door this time, half of it was for Wang Jingchong's child's identity as a winter bowl, and half because his old lady had a prestige that could not be underestimated among the remnants of the Southern Dynasty.
Especially after the marriage between the Wang family and the Jiazi clan, it is equivalent to touching the real center of the Southern Dynasty, not like those ordinary B-shaped clans, which seem to be beautiful on the surface, and there are people in the family who are servants and generals, but in fact, they are just a group of echo worms that are attached to the Longguan lord.
Wang Xuanling didn't have mixed feelings for a while.
The land under his feet, the Meilin Courtyard, the Wang Mansion, the entire Xijing City, and even the entire Southern Dynasty, is the majestic old woman of the Murong family, who specially opened up a paradise for the Spring and Autumn relics of Hongjia Beiben, in addition to the bloody melon vines that were inexplicably born back then, cut down many "peach trees" that were moved from the Central Plains countries to the territory of the Southern Dynasties, which made people tremble.
Afterwards, he will be punished by King Yelu's account, which may not be too heavy, but it must not be said that it is painless.
Just like the Wang family where his Wang Xuanling is located, although it is not a big family in the Central Plains in the past, but it is also the identity of a tenth Hanlin, and he is still in exile for thousands of miles, uprooted from his hometown, which is worse than a mourning dog rolling in the mud and shaving food, where can he think of becoming a temple minister in yellow and purple court clothes in the Southern Dynasty again Yelu Hongcai's face suddenly became gloomy, and he said in a low voice: "Old lady, I have just heard about that character, that Longguan Second Clan is really unreasonable When I return to the grassland king's tent, I will definitely tell Your Majesty about this in person, there is absolutely no reason for the old lady to suffer such a great grievance."
The old man smiled and waved his hand lightly and said: "It's okay, it's okay, this word doesn't say what it means, as far as the word is concerned, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a thousand gold in our Southern Dynasty, although there is no payment, but it is obviously written by Yu Liang, one of the four masters of calligraphy today, the old minister still has this bit of eyesight, it is worthy of being a stroke like a dragon's claw haunting the clouds, full of bones and gold and stone, not the soldier armor counselor who can make the Liyang literary world also admire, how can not write this artistic conception.
Besides, the old minister finally lived at this age, and he should rely on the old to sell the old, many things can naturally be regarded as childish words, laugh at them, and just laugh at them.
Thousands of poems and books say that life is just a hundred years, this is just a matter of ironing, even if the old minister can't get by, what does it matter, so ah, Your Highness, don't worry about this matter, when the conversation after tea and dinner is stronger than a big heart. ” Hearing the old man's words, the woman with an arrogant and cold expression seemed to be a little surprised, she looked at this old lady of the Wang family for the first time.
Yelu Hongcai smiled heartily: "The birthday star is the biggest, I will listen to the old lady." ” While the old man smiled, he quietly glanced at Wang Xuanling, who was also an old man in his sixtieth year, and he was still like a child who made a mistake in front of the old lady, and immediately panicked: "It's not that my nephew is talkative."
Yelu Hongcai helped explain: "Old lady, it has nothing to do with Wang Shilang, I heard about it myself. ” The old man smiled and said: "In this courtyard, His Highness is the largest, and the old minister listens to His Highness." ” Yeluhong smiled, and it seemed that a simple joke and idle talk made the crown prince swallow back many of the original drafts.
Since the fire is enough, adding firewood is too much.
After chatting with the old man about poetry, calligraphy and painting, and not mentioning any major military affairs, Yeluhong saw that the old lady of the Wang family could not hide his tiredness, so he got up and said goodbye, of course, he would not let the old man get up to see him off, and he was accompanied by the Wang Shilang, who had been staring at Shangshu for many years, and left the courtyard.
The maid named Chai Mi secretly patted her chest, it turned out that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was here in person, but she really couldn't see it, and there was no shelf at all.
The old lady of the Wang family, who was lying back on the rattan chair, closed her eyes and patted the armrest of the rattan chair leisurely with one hand.
Chai Mi tiptoed to get a round fan and gently fanned the breeze for the old lady.
The breeze is blowing, and the late summer heat, which is not heavy, is getting clearer.
A smile appeared on the old man's face, and he muttered to himself: "Sitting calmly in the mountains and seas, pinching the world for thousands of years." ” The maid did not dare to speak.
I just sincerely hope that this centenarian can live another hundred years.
The old man was silent, and after not knowing how long, he said, "Chai Mi, don't fan your hands when you're tired." ” The maid smiled: "Old lady, don't worry, the slave can fan for a while." ” The old lady of the Wang family said softly: "Take advantage of today's good spirits, talk to your daughter more." ” The maid said cautiously: "Isn't the old lady tired?"
The old man smiled: "I don't feel tired yet." ” The maid quietly glanced at the gate of the courtyard, "The old lady said, the slave listened." ” The old man said slowly: "Little girl, let me tell you, it's best not to marry a scholar in the future, especially a talented scholar, if the talent is too strong, it is easy to use it on many women, and the mind is the most uncertain, and it can't be stopped in a woman."
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This year, I will spend the moon and the moon, and maybe I will accompany other women next year.
If you want to marry an honest person, it is either that there are no honest scholars, there are any, or there are too few.
A bad old man like me, when I was young, I was such a negative man who reads, and when I really calm down, it's too late. ” The girl stopped shaking her fan and covered her mouth and snickered.
The old man smiled: "If you don't believe or listen to the old man, you will have to suffer." ” The girl hurriedly said, "Believe, believe."
The old man quipped: "The answer is so fast, it is obvious that you don't have a heart, little girl, you still don't believe it." ” The girl wrinkled her little face.
The old man shook his wrist, "Go, go back to the house and rest, let the old man stay alone for a while, and you can come back after two sticks of incense." ” The girl snorted, and sat under the eaves with a small bench, not far away, not near, and could not hear the old man, but she could clearly see the plum tree and the rattan chair.
The old man didn't actually talk to himself.
It's just that the look is a little sentimental.
In the blink of an eye, the old country of the Spring and Autumn Period is gone, and in the blink of an eye, the teachers and friends have passed away, and in the blink of an eye, they have been in a foreign country for 20 years.
In the blink of an eye, I am a hundred years old.
Then the girl was shocked to see a scene, the old man tried to stand up, as if he knew that she was going to go over to help, but the old man did not turn his head, and waved his hand at her.
The old man finally stood up, and looked up at the plum branches and leaves.
The old man smiled.
Mr.
Lee, Mr.
Nalan.
The backbone of our Central Plains scholars, I am Wang Du, I have not lost it. “”: