Lingzhou in North Liangdao is a well-deserved Saiwai Jiangnan, rich and rich, but also has a bit of rare bookish atmosphere in the northwest, so Lingzhou was a little proud in the face of Liangyou and Liangyou in the past few years, and the combat power of the garrison is far less than your bravery, but we have a lot of people here.
It's a pity that with the emergence of a young scholar named Chen Wang in Youzhou, Lingzhou Shilin became a little sick, although Sun Yin was a scholar who walked out of Lingzhou two days ago, and when he was in the highest official position, he also did the right sacrifice wine of the capital Guozijian, but compared to Chen Shaobao, who was in the center, it was obviously still a big difference.
It's just that this kind of dispute can't quarrel with a small place like Huanghua County, Huansha County, Huanghua County is a lower county, located in the westernmost part of Lingzhou, Huanghua is notoriously poor, and because in Lingzhou, it seems that Huanghua County is even poorer, and every time the county commander of Huanghua County goes to the state city to meet a colleague with a comparable rank, it is a torment.
However, the poor here are poor, compared to Youzhou's dislike of poetry and books, dozens of villages in Huanghua County, large and small, in addition to the official government, almost every village has private schools, wealthier village families, and even sectarian schools, so the sound of children reading here is not less than other places in Lingzhou.
Li Xian is the most learned scholar in Lijia Village, and he is the master who has entered Liyang Beijing, but it is said that he has failed the list, and he has traveled thousands of miles to go back and forth, and it stands to reason that he has won the examination, and it is not difficult to go to the official office of Huansha County to seek an errand, but unfortunately it is not a coincidence, the scholars from the Central Plains poured into Lingzhou, and someone occupied his teaching position, Li Xian was a person from a poor family, and he couldn't get a way, I don't know if he was resentful, so he simply went back to his hometown and set up a private school, and there were seven or eight Mongolian children in the village to go to school, barely making ends meet, if you say that you save money to buy books, you don't have to expect it, not to mention that Li Xian also took the initiative to recruit a few children with foreign surnames into private schools, not to mention hiring Jin Shuxiu, but also taking care of their food and drink twice a day, as a result, many women of good families in nearby villages of appropriate age, who originally liked Li Xian, also retreated under the beating of their parents.
Today, Li Xian carried a small pot of wine to the neighboring village, there is no official road between the villages, only a muddy and sandy path that is more than a foot wide, those villagers and village women will respectfully shout Mr.
Li when they meet Li Xian, Li Xian will also smile and respond, and will chat a few words.
Li Xian arrived in front of a hut by the stream, surrounded by a fence, and an old hen with a flock of chicks was foraging for food, pecking a little.
When Li Xiangang pushed away the firewood, he saw a familiar figure walking in the distance, smiled knowingly, and stood at the door waiting.
The old man walked slowly, but in good spirits, in addition to carrying the jar of mud sealed rice wine in his hand, there was also some food wrapped in oil paper.
The old man, like Li Xian, is a teacher in the village's private school, but compared to Li Xian, he has been teaching and reading for more than 20 years, and the old people in the surrounding villages have a clear eye to say that this guy surnamed Liu, an outsider, his ancestral home is from the Central Plains, and his ancestors are noble.
Compared with the same villagers, Li Xian has to know more things, Mr.
Liu is a remnant of the Spring and Autumn Period, there is no doubt about this, Hong Jia passed through Beiliang when he ran north, and he should have continued to go north and followed those Central Plains clans into the Beimang Southern Dynasty, but when Mr.
Liu walked to Beiliang, the family was scattered, the sick died, the lost lost, the crazy crazy, the result seemed to be only Mr.
Liu alone, he didn't die in the water or what's going on, he survived in a mess, what is the truth, Li Xian is not clear, Mr.
Liu is also not happy to say that those Chen sesame rotten grains, in short, he took root in Beiliang and set up a private school, because of his strange temperament, rigid and harsh, and chattering, the situation of the private school has been deserted, if it weren't for some strange medical skills that Tulang can't figure out, I'm afraid this old man would have starved to death.
As for the person who visited the two of them with wine, he was also an unknown teacher in Huanghua County, Li Xian's enlightenment of three hundred thousand was taught by the old man, Li Xian's first kowtow in his life was to kowtow to the tablet of the Confucian Zhang Sage and the old man as a gentleman, now that I think about it, this gentleman's knowledge is really not high or deep, and it must not be comparable to the hidden Mr.
Liu, but in the eyes of Li Xian, who is already famous, Mr. is Mr., and he will not add a surname like calling Mr.
Liu in front of him.
The villagers do not have so much respect for Li Xian, who is a teacher for one day and a father for life, and likes to call the nickname Wang Lao Bald, and by the way, some naughty children, when they work in the adjacent fields, or when Mr. borrows money from their parents on credit, they also dare to laugh and shout Wang Lao Bald, as for whether they will be hit by the board in the future, another matter, the children in the village are all rough and thick-skinned, and they can run all over the mountain with bare feet, and it is nothing to take a few boards Li Xian's enlightenment mentor Wang Changqing, and Mr.
Liu's disagreement is known from far and near, two old men of the same age but with a lot of experience, from middle age to twilight, as long as they meet, they quarrel, generally speaking, Mr.
Liu's quarrel rhetoric is more cloudy, can make people come back after several years, the moment is not ruthless, Wang Changqing's folk slang can always be exported into chapters, not so literate, the lethality is naturally not comparable to Mr.
Liu, but the latter is always light and invincible, The two often quarrel and quarrel and become chickens and ducks, playing the piano to each other, and they are tired of this for more than 20 years.
This time Li Xian took out the money from his savings to buy a pot of good green ant wine, because his husband had just squeezed out the private school for the dove to occupy the magpie's nest, and he was sick in bed in a fit of anger, the new young gentleman, younger than Li Xian, who was nearly thirty years old, Li Xian had seen a meeting, talked well, was a foreign scholar, and most of the scholars who went to Liang entered the big and small yamen, that scholar didn't seem to like to be an official, but he loved to preach and teach, as for why he ran to Beiliang to teach, God knows.
However, there are also rumors that the scholar was in the Huanghua County market earlier, and fell in love with a little lady in this village at first sight, so he ran all the way to the village to settle down.
Li Xian had already caught a glimpse of the gentleman who wanted to go out to bask in the sun, and immediately retreated into the house after seeing the figure of the two of them, his legs and feet were very neat, and he probably went back to bed and pretended to be sick.
Li Xian and Mr.
Liu walked into the slightly gloomy inner room together, and the latter slapped the rice wine and food on the small table, and said angrily: "There is wine and meat today, Wang Laobald, if you can get up, then you and I will eat and drink cleanly, if you don't get up, then I will help you eat and drink in front of you."
Wang Changqing, who was lying on the bed, snorted coldly, "Rice wine" Mr.
Liu said angrily: "It's not rice wine, but it's still your green ant wine in the north, and I don't want to drink green ant wine, unless the sun hits the west and I love to drink it."
Li Xian had no choice but to smile and say, "Sir, I brought a pot of green ants, Mr.
Liu has sauce meat, how?"
Wang Changqing got up slowly, got up and straightened his clothes.
Mr.
Liu sneered: "Mu monkey and crown." ” Wang Changqing squinted his eyes and pouted: "Look at this one on me, the brand new one will be added for the New Year this year."
Look at the clothes you have sewn and mended year after year, Sven sweeps the floor" Mr.
Liu said indifferently: "To have nothing to do, to go to bed early to be rich, to walk as a car, to eat dinner as meat, to use ragged shirts as fur, this is to be poor, and never change his original intention throughout his life, that is, to be poor and happy." ” Wang Changqing rolled his eyes and said: "If you are poor, you will be poor, and you will be poor."
Mr.
Liu sneered: "No better than some frogs at the bottom of the well, I have traveled thousands of miles in this life, and I have seen the principles of heaven in this life, and I have read thousands of books in this life, and I have seen people in the principles of heaven."
Hey, when I arrived in Beiliang, a poor and remote place, I always saw the old scholar who had been obsessed with the pile of papers for decades, and I didn't know the southeast and northwest as soon as I got out of the door, which was really ridiculous and ridiculous.
Especially the pile of old papers, placed in the Central Plains of cultivating and reading heirlooms, ordinary children can also memorize it backwards. ” Too lazy to pay attention to the surname Liu, Wang Changqing sat on the small stool, took the pot of green ant wine that had been opened from Li Xian's hand, lowered his head and sniffed vigorously, and said with an intoxicated face: "This smell alone can be worth seven or eight dollars of silver."
With the light from the dilapidated windows, Wang Changqing and his student Li Xian drank green ant wine, while Mr.
Liu drank rice wine alone.
Wang Changqing, who had a sparse head, stepped on the bench one by one, and compared to Mr.
Liu, who was sitting in a precarious position, he really didn't look like a gentleman.
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However, Li Xian, who was taught by Wang Laobald, is not too elegant and not inferior to Mr.
Liu.
Wang Changqing poured two bowls of wine, Li Xian shook his head with a smile, Wang Changqing stretched out his finger and pointed at this proud student, and said regretfully: "If you don't drink, how can you make a good poem that has been famous for thousands of years." ” Mr.
Liu sneered: "Wang Lao Bald, you have drunk hundreds of catties of wine in your life, and have you ever made a smooth article and a half Li Xian Although he can barely be regarded as half of your student, he is a serious person, in my opinion, it is only because of Bei Liang's identity that he failed to enter the Shi and the first, and it is also what you Wang Lao Bald can teach."
Wang Changqing took a sip of green ant wine, wiped his mouth, and said confrontingly: "I can't teach you Liu Shubao to teach you a lesson, relying on your family background, memorize a few more books, what's the big deal?"
Mr.
Liu wanted to speak again and again, but finally did not say anything, but said indignantly: "Unreasonable" Wang Changqing took another sip of wine, then burped, picked up a piece of sauce meat between his fingers and threw it into his mouth, and suddenly felt comfortable.
In the end, Li Xian couldn't resist Mr.'
s persuasion, and his face was flushed after drinking half a bowl.
The two old men silently fought for wine and meat, but one used his hands and the other with chopsticks.
Mr.
Liu was rarely drunk, a little embarrassed, and a little proud, his eyes were full of remembrance, and he said to himself: "I hate to marry a woman with ten surnames, and I hate to be a big Chu person."
Wang Laobald gently poked the slightly drunk student with his elbow, and asked in a low voice: "What is the importance of ten surnamed women?"
Li Xian smiled and said: "In the past year, there were ten wealthy lords in the spring and autumn period, probably from allusions. ” Wang Lao was bald, "Aren't they all for our general to pick up into turtle grandsons." ” Wang Changqing's voice was not small, and Mr.
Liu immediately looked at him angrily.
Wang Changqing drank most of the pot of green ant wine, he was already drunk for seven or eight points, and crossed his neck, "What's the matter, don't think that your old boy is the remnant of the Spring and Autumn Period, just look down on our Beiliang, really think that you are superior Hmph, Lao Tzu put up with you Liu Mao for many years ago, you always talked about our Royal Highness the prince is a gentleman, at that time I was also blind, only to think that His Royal Highness the prince is not as good as the general, may not be able to support the burden of Beiliang, so I followed you and scolded a few words, today you are angry with Lao Tzu, see if I don't clean you up, I can't clean you up, And Li Xian, my student."
Mr.
Liu's eyes were bloodshot, and he said softly: "If you can kill people, you can't understand how there is such a truth in the world, and it is not a scholar's truth that a single success recorded in the history books is a success and ten thousand bones are withered." ” Wang Changqing suddenly slapped the wine bowl heavily, and the small half-green ant wine was splashed out of the big white bowl, and he usually went to the bazaar wine shop to drink a bowl of loose wine, and he could drink the king bald man who had no wine left, this time he couldn't feel distressed, and said angrily to Mr.
Liu: "The general kills people like hemp, let you Central Plains 6 sink, is it reasonable, Lao Tzu doesn't know that I only know that from the general to the king of Xinliang, two generations of the Xu family, the first soldier died outside this northwest pass, and blocked the Beimang million iron cavalry for your Central Plains to take a step back, even if the general owes you the remnants of the Spring and Autumn Period, King Xinliang and the Beiliang Border Army, in this year, in the second year of the auspicious charm of this dog day, they also returned Zhao Shunzi of our village for their old man for their Xu family, Li Erwa of Li Xian's village, and two young descendants of your Liu Mao village, four people outside Beiliang Pass, only one survived, one died in Hutou City, two died in Hulukou Zhao Shunzi, in his early twenties, like me Wang Changqing, they are all characters in your Liu Mao's eyes, who can't read anything in your life.
As a result, the result is that I, Wang Changqing, and you, Liu Mao, are drinking wine here."
Wang Changqing smashed his fist on the table, "The two of us are not damned, we don't deserve to die, what is right to die, Zhao Shunzi and a few of them, not for you Liu Mao, nor for me, the king of the bald man, but we can't read him well, you Liu Mao can't read our 300,000 border troops in Beiliang."
Mr.
Liu raised his head and poured a sip of wine, his face was calm, but his lips were blue, and he said slowly: "I think of the good of those who died in the border pass, why is it difficult for me to read the good of the Xu family, why do I have more than 300 mouths up and down the Liu family in Dachu, a Hongjia north run, and I am the only one left Liu Mao who died, there is a saying that you are right, the damned are not dead, the unworthy are dead, they are all dead" Wang Changqing roared: "Get out of your egg Liu Mao, Lao Tzu doesn't care how many people you died back then" Mr.
Liu got up suddenly, smashed the jar of rice wine, and strode away.
Li Xian hesitated for a moment and ran out.
Mr.
Liu stumbled, and Li Xian wanted to help, but was waved away.
Li Xian said in a hoarse voice: "Mr.
Liu, unless you are an old man in this village, you may not know that my husband's two sons died in battle outside Liangzhou Pass early, and my sister also died because of this." ” Liu Mao stopped by the stream.
Li Xian looked at the stream, "I went to Beijing to take the exam, and Mr. gave me all his savings, saying that Mr.
Liu, you like a set of window tracks, and explain that I must help you bring a set back in Tai'an City, but at that time, several of us went to Beijing together, and one of them wanted to stay in the capital to continue to take the examination, so I gave him all the money on impulse, hoping that he could be in the capital that was hostile to our Beiliang, so that he could not be trapped by life and study with peace of mind."
I didn't even dare to confess to my husband about this matter, because when I said goodbye, my husband told me that no matter what, Mr.
Liu is really knowledgeable, and he is a real scholar who is far from being comparable to him, but he can teach in Beiliang for 20 years, so Beiliang owes Mr.
Liu, so he Wang Changqing should do something. ” Li Xian said softly: "Mr.
Liu is a national enemy and a family hate, and my husband never dares to let you forget anything." ” Li Xian looked around, "But we Beiliang, the poor countryside in Mr.
Liu's eyes, never be ungrateful, never live up to righteousness" Li Xian smiled, "I haven't seen the general, nor have I seen the King of Xinliang, but I have seen Mr.
Wang Changqing, I have seen Li Erwa who went down to the river with me to fish in the early years, I have seen Zhao Shunzi, who scolded me as a nerd and beat me when I was a child, and I have also seen Mr.'
s two sons, and I have seen Shiniang, so I think, since we were born in Beiliang, it is only natural to die in Beiliang, for our Beiliang people who need to face the Beimang Iron Cavalry, as long as the border war does not stop for a day, then people will die every day and every year, Actually, it's a very common thing.
Maybe one day it really falls on your head, and you will be unwilling, but you are afraid of it. ” "Death is death, because Bei Mang can't help us Bei Liang to live.
And we don't want to live."
"Mr.
Liu, you said that in the early years of the Central Plains Spring and Autumn Period, you hated not to marry ten surnamed women, and hated not to be a Great Chu person.
Today's Liyang is not hating Jiangnan, and hating not living in Tai'an. ” Li Xian smiled and said: "As for me Li Xian, I am a weak scholar, and I only hate Liangzhou."
The slender old man of Xichu looked at the distant back of this young Beiliang scholar in a daze.
The old man suddenly lay down on the edge of the stream, stuck his head into the stream, and drank hard.
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Then he sat cross-legged and laughed, "Good wine."
The old man turned his head to look at the young man who ran back quickly, and he must have mistakenly thought that he Liu Mao couldn't think about it.
The old man burst out laughing.
On the contrary, Liu Mao finally wanted to open it today.
Compared with the Central Plains, whether it is the Central Plains in the Spring and Autumn Period or the Central Plains in Liyang, there are not many readers in Beiliang, and there are fewer books.
However, who said that there is no chivalry between the lines here: