When Timur Jinge Iron Horse ran to the East, the capital of the Ming Emperor Jinling was still a peaceful atmosphere.
Yongle Dynasty several years of development, Jinling is more prosperous, with the opening of the sea to trade, more and more exotic goods are flooded in the Ming market, many foreigners in strange costumes, also often walk the streets, calmly, just like the locals of Jinling.
Because of the young women of the Ming Dynasty, there are few who show their heads, and the Hu people take the opportunity to open a restaurant, employing all exotic beautiful girls, exotic beauties, and different singing and dancing characteristics from the Central Plains, attracting a large number of drinkers.
"Wuling is young in the east of the golden city, and the silver saddle and white horse spend the spring breeze.
Drop off the horse and step on the go, where to laugh into the orchid wine shop", the Tang Dynasty style, vaguely reproduced.
Xia Xun rode on the horse leisurely, the breeze came in his face, the wine disappeared slightly, and he suddenly felt a burst of refreshment in his chest.
The winter in Jiangnan was not too cold, so he drank wine again, and when the wind blew, he naturally felt more comfortable.
Today, he is to take the tribal leaders such as Radha and the ancient donkey and other slaves, such an occasion, the food is a good wine of the northern man, want to steal and play slippery is not good, although no one forced him to drink, in order to show sincerity, this wine is not good to drink too twisted, so drink more, at this time the wine power spreads, only to feel the whole body is hot, by the wind blowing, very comfortable, then not in a hurry to go home, just believe in the horse reins, and eliminate the alcohol power to say, otherwise drunk to go back, the beloved wife distressed, I have to complain again.
After wandering around the market, the alcohol gradually dissipated, and he left his mansion and entered, turned into the alley, and saw two horses in front of him, slightly staggering the distance, the person in front of him was in a high-crowned robe, with big sleeves fluttering, like an elegant scribe, riding on the small horse next to him, but it was a one-year-old child.
The child was dressed in red, with his hair combed in a double horned bun, as if he had entered Beijing for the first time, looking around and looking at everything curiously.
As he was walking, a horse galloped out of the alley on the side, and immediately sat a gray-clothed monk, and the boy lifted his horse's head to avoid it.
The monk on the horse looked at the child's jade face and red lips, very upright, and he didn't like it in his heart, so he said, "Red boy, ride a horse and parade through the streets." ” Unexpectedly, the child glanced at him and replied, "Red Emperor, cut the snake in charge." ” The monk only laughed, and did not want the child's answer to be so neat, but this was what he was saying, and it was not a sentence, so the child did not memorize the answer to his reasoning, so the child's talent was astonishing.
The monk was a very learned monk, and he took advantage of the situation to turn his horse and go with the child, and when he saw that he had combed his hair and horns, he said, "The bull's head is happy to give birth to dragon horns" When the child heard that he compared his head to the head of a bull, he was a little angry, and immediately replied, "How can a dog's mouth ever come out of ivory?"
"Qian'er" The middle-aged man who was walking in front of him, hearing the child's conversation with the monk, turned his head and glared at him condemningly, and the boy stuck out his tongue and stopped speaking.
The middle-aged man said apologetically to the monk again: "The puppy has no words, don't blame the master" The monk was not annoyed by the child's words, but looked him up and down, and praised him: "Good, good, this benefactor, Ling Gongzi has such a talent at a young age, and he will be a minister of the country in the future." ” The middle-aged man smiled humbly: "Master has won the prize" The monk snorted, then lifted the horse's head and ran forward.
Xia Xun walked behind on the horse, and the two sides heard each other's answers clearly, and couldn't help but secretly exclaim: "This little guy, at a young age, has a chapter, and he is amazing."
I don't want the middle-aged man to teach his son a lesson: "The high wind festival is not in the word."
Poetry trail, which can be better than governing the country and helping the people of Li and helping the world, even if the export is a chapter, fighting wine hundreds, but leaving a floating name, what is the benefit of the country, what is the benefit of the people, you see the auxiliary Guogong, the peace of the Japanese, the governance of Liaodong, Yunwen Yunwu, the relief of Jiangnan, how many people benefit, he can have a poem to pass on the poetry trail, which is wonderful, on paper; Governing the country and the country, its splendor, in the world" The child immediately bowed on his horse and said, "Yes, the child obeys the instructions of his father."
Xia Xun was not ashamed to hear it: "Brother is in the people, I am ashamed to have such a great reputation, I am ashamed, I also want to fight wine and write a hundred poems, so that people can praise me for being a great talent, the problem is that there is no goods in my stomach."
Plagiarizing other people's poems is really boring, and if you really want to become famous because of this, literati and writers flock to it, and if you answer a few words in ordinary times, you will immediately have to expose your stuffing, and you will be ruined, and now you are praised by this person. ” Xia Xun was behind, he couldn't see the appearance of the father and son clearly, and now he was praised by the father of the little prodigy, and he couldn't help but feel a little weak, and he was embarrassed to ride a horse to the head of the house, so he slowly followed behind.
No, Xia Xun arrived in front of his house, but he saw that the monk he saw was standing under the lintel, and the father and son stopped in front of their house, pulled the saddle and dismounted, tied the horse on the tethered horse stake, and walked up the steps.
The monk who was waiting for the news under the door turned around and saw their father and son, and couldn't help but smile in surprise: "Is the donor also here to visit the Duke of Fuguo?"
The middle-aged man couldn't help but wonder: "It turns out that the master is also a guest at the Fuguo Mansion."
When he was talking, a door ran out of the door and said to the monk: "I'm sorry master, my lord is not in the house, if you have something, come back again."
As soon as he said this, he saw Xia Xun sitting on the horse behind him, and couldn't help but sigh, and hurriedly said, "Master, you're back."
As soon as he shouted, the monk and the middle-aged man turned around together, Xia Xun turned over and dismounted, stepped forward, looked at the two of them with some confusion, and said, "The two of you are" Halfway through his speech, when he saw the middle-aged man's face, he suddenly stopped talking, the person in front of him was so familiar, a name was on his lips, but he suddenly couldn't say it.
When the man saw Xia Xun, his face was full of joy, and he hurriedly saluted: "Guogong" Xia Xun shouted out "ah": "Yu Qian" Isn't this person in front of him the same Master Yu he met when he went to eastern Zhejiang with Li Jinglong and Tie Xuan to encircle and suppress pirates, but his name is obviously on his lips, but he can't remember it, but his son's name doesn't need to be thought, he just opens his mouth.
Yu Qian's father is called Yu Ren, and after listening to Xia Xun's words, he smiled and said: "Guogong is good at remembering his surname, and he still remembers the name of the little dog."
Qian'er, don't hurry up and meet the prince."
The little boy next to him with clear eyes and thoughtful facial features immediately stepped forward, shook it solemnly, and said in a proper manner: "Yu Qian has seen Guogong" After speaking, a pair of dark eyes swept towards Xia Xun's body, and his eyes were full of curiosity.
"Hahaha, please get up quickly" When it is said that Yu is at home, Xia Xun and Yu Ren are brothers, and now he has become a national prince, the tide is rising, Yu Ren does not dare to see each other as a brother, and Yu Qian naturally does not dare to climb and call himself a "little nephew", but in Xia Xun's heart, calling Yu Shaobao a virtuous nephew are a little weak-hearted, how can there be a reason to refuse to be close, Yu Ren listened to him to his father and son as before, and he was secretly relieved.
He took his son to Beijing, originally to visit an old friend of Guozijian, his son is very outstanding in learning, there is no teacher in his hometown to teach him, Yu Ren is afraid of delaying his son's future, so he wants his son to study in Guozijian.
It's just that the son is still young, and it is difficult to take the exam on the right path, if you want to go in to audit, you have to entrust someone, and you have to ask someone for a lifetime.
His old friend compared Yu Qian's knowledge, and when he saw Puyu, he gladly agreed.
After the matter was done, Yu Ren remembered that Xia Xun was coming, and he was really hesitant to come to visit.
Xia Xun is not what it used to be, come to visit, is there a suspicion of clinging, but Xia Xun has a great favor with him, if he goes to Jinling City but does not go to visit, it is really contrary to the truth that he has always been a man.
Yu Ren hesitated for a while, and then thought, he is open-minded, why should he care about the eyes of others, just do things with his heart, so he led his son here.
Now when he saw that Xia Xun was the same as to his father and son, he didn't look like he was above the top, and he put down his heart sickly, but he was secretly ashamed, and he shouldn't speculate about others.
After seeing each other and talking and laughing, Xia Xun turned to the monk, who he really didn't know, and couldn't help but wonder: "Where did the master come from, why did he want to see me?"
After two words, the monk stood aside with a smile, not much to say, then heard Xia Xun ask, only to answer: "The poor monk is a monk of Jingshan Temple, the law name is Gu Chun, called by Master Daoyan, went to Beijing to participate in the study of Wenhua Baojian, now there are some trivial matters, need to be reported to the country, so Master Daoyan sent the poor monk here." ” Xia Xun smiled: "Okay, okay, then please join in the house, let's sit down and talk in detail, please" Xia Xun politely greeted Yu Ren and Monk Guchun into the house, Yu Qian put on his clothes and followed his father step by step, and his demeanor was quite calm and elegant.
It's just that he is too young, he looks childish, and he wants to make a sincere appearance, like a little adult, which inevitably causes people to feel gimmicky.
"Please, please, Brother Yu, please, master, please" Xia Xun smiled and let them go to the living room of the west wing, bypassing a cluster of flowers and trees, and suddenly a person flashed on both sides of the path in front of him, and two bright pillars of light shot head-on.
Xia Xun saw clearly that it was his two naughty baby daughters, and the two bamboo tubes in his hands seemed to be holding them, and before he had time to reprimand them, the water column shot head-on, Xia Xun was busy and turned around, pushed Master Gu Chun with his left hand, and took Yu Ren with his right hand, and Huo Di flashed to both sides of the road.
Only Yu Qian, who followed behind, walked calmly, like an adult, didn't have time to dodge at all, so he had to respond to all changes with the same, and let the two jets of water shoot into his face in unison.
The two girls laughed triumphantly: "Sai'er, you will be invisible, and you will run away this time" Seeing that it was not Tang Sai'er who was coming towards them, the two girls couldn't help but be dumbfounded, but the water didn't collapse at all, spraying Yu Qian's head and face.
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Yu Shaobao wiped a handful of water on his face, and said unfazedly: "The girl's family should smile without showing her teeth, and she shouldn't swing her skirt, is this the hospitality of the two girls?"
To be continued: