The weather, people, events, and sun are urging each other, and at the winter solstice, the sun brings forth spring.
The Jiujiu Cold-Relieving Literary Society is held every year in Leshanju, but all scholars can participate.
Many young talents who want to become famous have already prepared poems that will be used in the following chapters, just waiting for this day to become a blockbuster. It would be better if they can get the attention of the county school and the master.
"Mom, the head of the house will go to the county town to see what business is available. He can still make some money before the end of the year. Secondly, he will also be able to show his face at cultural gatherings. Without the surname Lin, wouldn't my elder brother still be there?
Can't you read?" Little Yao's angry voice was full of dissatisfaction with Mrs. Lin.
She looked at Dalang Zhan who was still a little bruised on his face with distress. When Dalang became an official in the future, she would like to see how Lin would regret it!
Mrs. Zhan was a little stunned. The day before yesterday, she saw that dead girl didn't come back, so she thought she was dead.
Unexpectedly, he came back in a carriage the next morning. He did not say that he was safe and he brought back a lot of things. He also attracted a lot of praise in the village, while the Zhan family in the old house were ridiculed in all kinds of ways.
"Mom, please speak up!" Xiao Yao urged dissatisfiedly. The head of the house and the elder man were waiting for the money to go out. If it were delayed any longer, it would be too late.
When Mrs. Zhan raised her eyes, she looked at little Yao with a sinister look, her dry lips parted up and down, "Shu Xiu, who has returned from the private school, take it out first."
She was reluctant to take out the money that had gone into little Yao's pocket, but looking at old lady Zhan with a gloomy aura and cold eyes like a poisonous snake, little Yao swallowed back her retort.
"Okay, you and Dalang can go out, I want to take a nap." Mrs. Zhan stood up and walked to the main room with her thin body.
"Dalang, you are just a slut!" When Mrs. Zhan entered the room, little Yao cursed bitterly.
Being kicked out of the private school by Master Lin, Zhan Dalang was angry and annoyed. He just wanted to perform well at the cultural gathering and let Master Lin see how blind he was!
"Mom, get the money quickly!" Zhan Dalang said impatiently, and my mother became more and more verbose. She is really a country woman, very vulgar!
"Don't rush, don't rush. Mom, go get it right away. You can save some money." Little Yao took Dalang Zhan back to the bedroom in the north wing.
Mrs. Zhan, who opened the door and entered the room, originally wanted to lie down, but she saw a dark shadow out of the corner of her eye. Before she could scream, she was slapped on the back of her neck, and she fainted as soon as her vision went dark.
The mountain behind Jinlin Village.
It's cold in winter and the wind is strong in the mountains. Pianzi Mountain in the north has many rocks and no trees. Therefore, few people in the village come here in winter, so Boss Zhan comes here every day before dawn to pry stones back to build the courtyard of the Li family.
wall.
After fainting for a long time, she woke up faintly. Looking at the dark cave, Old Mrs. Zhan, who was sitting on the stone wall, screamed and begged for mercy in horror, "Don't kill me, I don't know anything..."
"Tell me everything you know." The deep male voice was full of panic-inducing coldness and chill. As the words fell, the sharp sword pointed in front of Mrs. Zhan, and if he got any closer, he could blind her.
eyes.
Kneeling on the ground with a plop, Mrs. Zhan's body was shaking like a dead branch in the cold wind. She looked up in horror, and her face turned pale with fear.
The man in the darkness wore a ghost mask, with a blood-red mouth and exposed fangs, which could scare people out of their wits at just one glance. Without retracting the sword, the man said in a cold voice: "When did you know that Zhan Feiyu
Not Li’s daughter?”
Mrs. Zhan thought she was someone from back then, and replied with trembling lips: "I went to the village's midwife Ma, and she said that Mrs. Li was pregnant with a boy."
The eldest son Zhan is the eldest son in the family. Mrs. Li did not get pregnant for many years after marrying in. Mrs. Yao, the second wife, has already given birth to the eldest grandson of the Zhan family.
Four years later, Mrs. Li was pregnant. Not to mention the eldest couple, Old Man Zhan and Mrs. Zhan were also very happy. The eldest couple finally had a child.
It would be best for Mrs. Li to give birth to a son this time, but it doesn't matter if the first birth is a girl named Pianzi. As long as she can give birth, if she flowers first and then bears fruit, she can always give birth to a son.
Seeing that Mrs. Li's belly was getting bigger, Mrs. Zhan took twenty eggs and a bag of brown sugar and secretly went to Midwife Ma.
Midwife Ma was eighty years old at the time and had delivered countless babies. After collecting the things, she helped Mrs. Li look at them and then told Mrs. Zhan that she was the one with the handle.
"Li's fetus was raised well, but she gave birth prematurely for some reason. The midwife in the village ran away because she said it was a difficult labor. In the middle of the night, the eldest son went to the county to find a midwife..." Mrs. Zhan still remembers that it rained lightly that night.
It was also Li's good luck. She originally thought that there were two lives in one body, but who knew that a carriage stopped at the door of Zhan's house in the rain and fog. Boss Zhan actually found a midwife, and there was also a female doctor accompanying him.
A woman in her fifties.
"I heard from the eldest brother that they originally worked in Nanxuan Prefecture. One of them delivered babies, and the other treated women. They were childless. When they got older, they planned to return to their hometown in the north to retire. The eldest brother was almost hit by a carriage at that time.
He originally wanted the coachman to take him some distance to the county town, but it turned out to be such a coincidence."
Perhaps her memory is too deep. Even after several years, Mrs. Zhan still remembers clearly, "The child was born at the ugly moment, but it was a girl. Li suffered bleeding during delivery, so the boss and the others took Li to the county in a carriage.
It’s time to see the doctor.”
The female doctor specializes in gynecology. Postpartum hemorrhage like Li's requires not only good medical skills, but also the availability of medicine. She can only go to the county medical clinic for treatment.
In the middle of the night, the newborn baby girl was so hungry that she cried loudly. Fortunately, the female doctor brought dried goat milk cubes in her luggage, which she bought from a merchant on the other side of the grassland.
The female doctor believes that the dried goat milk cubes are nourishing to the body. The journey back home is long and it is inconvenient to eat and drink on the carriage. They are both old and have poor health. So soaking the goat milk cubes in water and drinking them can fight hunger and nourish the body.
, never thought that the infant Zhan Feiyu would drink it first.
"After soaking the goat milk cubes in hot water, there was a fishy smell." Mrs. Zhan was also very anxious at the time. Li was sent to the hospital without knowing her personnel. There has been no woman in the village who has given birth to a child in the past six months.
I can't find milk, and I can't feed goat milk.
Mrs. Zhan went to the kitchen to make rice porridge, intending to use the rice soup in the pot as milk.
The female doctor looked at the crying baby, and finally ground some almonds with a small stone and added it to the goat milk, and then added a little brown sugar. Finally, it was not so fishy, so she scooped a little bit with a spoon.
Who would have thought that within half a spoonful of this goat's milk, the baby would have a dense rash on his face.
There was chaos at that time. During the day, the second brother Zhan and the pregnant little Yao took Dalang back to Yao's house. The third brother Zhan, the third son Zhan, and Mr. Ma together with the coachman drove the carriage to take Mr. Li to the hospital. Zhan
The old man was guarding the sleeping Erlang in the house, and the remaining old lady Zhan was in a panic.
Fortunately, the midwife and the female doctor calmed down after panicking, and finally rescued the baby.
"After working hard for more than half an hour, I accidentally saw blood flowing out from under the big bundle the female doctor put on the chair..." Mrs. Zhan felt chills all over at this thought.
Mrs. Zhan accidentally opened the baggage, and she saw the baby wrapped in clothes inside the baggage. It was a dead baby with no breath, and the clothes were still on it. Moreover, it was a boy!
The next day, Mrs. Zhan found a woman from the next village and spent 500 yuan to let the woman live in the big house with her six-month-old son, and she could also feed the infant Zhan Feiyu every day.
Three days later, Mrs. Li came back from the medical clinic. The red rash on Zhan Feiyu's body had long gone, and she was breastfeeding the baby even during confinement.
Except for Mrs. Zhan and Old Man Zhan, no one in the entire Zhan family knew that Zhan Feiyu could not eat almonds. Fortunately, the farmer was poor and did not have the spare money to buy dried fruits.
Because the midwife and the female doctor came in the middle of the night and left the village before dawn, and because they didn’t want those gossipy women to say that Zhan Feiyu had restrained the Li family since she was born, almost killing one and two of the Li family, so
The Lao Zhan family only said that Mrs. Li gave birth to the baby in the hospital due to dystocia.
Mrs. Zhan told everything she knew. When she woke up again, she was already in the bedroom of the main house.
Her throat was burning and uncomfortable. She was about to ask Old Man Zhan outside to pour her a glass of water, but when she opened her mouth, she only made a sound.
At the same time, in the cave, Nansu, who was wearing a mask, sent away the Queen Mother Zhan, and Yin Wuyan walked out from the innermost part of the cave, "You can find a chance to check the pulse of Mr. Li and Mr. Zhan."
"Master Qi, do you suspect that the couple was drugged?" Doctor Ji understood immediately upon hearing this.
That's right, Ms. Li was once pregnant with a boy. Six years have passed and Zhan Feiyu is now seven years old. Ms. Li has not had another child. If it is not her own problem, it is because she was drugged.
…
Leshan Residence.
Zhan Feiyu had no idea that Mrs. Zhan was kidnapped by Nansu. Although she saved her life, she was poisoned and mute.
Mrs. Zhan is illiterate and cannot speak now. She is afraid that she will never be able to tell outsiders what happened in the cave. Of course, in order to save her life, she probably does not dare to reveal a word.
Master Lin, along with Zhan Feiyu, Lin Xiuyuan and four students, chose a table in the corner and sat down as in previous years, not wanting to attract attention.
The seats for Zhao Jiaoyu and his two masters from the county school, as well as several other candidates in Shangsi County, are located at the main table. After all, they are all candidates, and they can become officials if they are supplemented by the Ministry of Civil Affairs.
Students with reputations as scholars sat together, and the remaining scholars sat down in twos and threes. The lobby of Leshan Residence was packed with guests.
"Dad, this tea?" Lin Xiuyuan was startled as soon as the tea came into his mouth.
The tea at the Wenhui is provided free of charge by Leshan Ju. Biluochun, which costs one tael of silver for a pot, is only provided for the banquet table, followed by the scholar table. The rest of the tables are served with ordinary tea.
Of course, no matter how ordinary it is, it is still of much better quality than the tea that many people often drink.
Master Lin glanced at Zhan Feiyu, and then said in a low voice: "Although the literary society is to make friends through literature, the six of you have not even passed the county examination, and you are still a humble boy. You should listen more and talk less."
"Yes, Master." Zhan Feiyu and the other six agreed, no longer caring about the taste of the tea.
I waited for about a stick of incense.
Mr. Tian stood up. He was over sixty years old, his hair and beard were already gray, but his kind smile made him feel more approachable.
"In the morning I am a farmhouse minister, and in the evening I ascend to the Emperor's Hall." Mr. Tian's voice was loud and clear as he continued: "Today, I, as an official, will use my official position as an order to congratulate you all for being named on the gold medal list in the future. You will serve as an official for a long time and benefit the whole country."
As soon as Mr. Tian finished his words, he saw a scholar in green shirt stood up, saluted to Zhao Jiaoyu and others who were in charge, and then said with high spirits: "I am not a talented young man, but I am willing to offer advice to all the talented people.
, Meng Xueshi’s Ci sect; Zidian Qingshuang, General Wang’s arsenal’”.
"Brother Zhu is wearing a green shirt. This is a reminder for me to wait." Another short and fat scholar stood up and said with a smile: "Who among us will cry the most, Jiangzhou Sima's green shirt is wet."
"The general's fox fur is not warm when he lies down, and the guard's sword is about to break due to the cold."
"The general cannot control his horns and bows, and the protective armor is cold and cold."...
The Literary Society has just begun. This Flying Flower Order is not difficult. It can be accepted by those who have only a short time to study or those who have average knowledge.
Although the atmosphere in the lobby was lively at this time, it was obvious that some white people were participating. The students from the county school did not speak, and they looked cold and arrogant, as if they disdained it.
"Where can I find the Prime Minister's ancestral hall? There are so many trees outside Jinguan City." Lin Xiuyuan also stood up and answered.
A few more people answered, and Tian Laoxiu stood up when he saw this, "There is a saying: learning is not to explore its flowers, but to dig out its roots. Questions that are too simple cannot test everyone's knowledge. The next order will be based on flowers.
The title of the seven-character rhymed poem begins with the first character and ends with the last character."
The first line of the poem that is touching must begin with the word "花", and by extension, the last line that is touching must end with the word "花".
Zhang Tianhao stood up and said eagerly: "The silver pond is full of flowers and the water is flowing."
It was a trick to be the first to speak. Zhang Tianhao glanced provocatively in the direction of Zhan Feiyu. If Zhang Xiucai had not warned him before the communication conference, he would have been unable to restrain himself from saying a few provocative words.
As soon as they saw it was Zhang Tianhao, everyone present immediately thought of the poem "Wouching Spring". After reciting it silently in their hearts, the eyes they looked at Zhang Tianhao became even more strange.
"Sit down!" Zhang Xiucai said in a low voice while suppressing his anger. This idiot, standing up to accept Feihua Ling now, is just making people laugh! The only way to avenge the shame is after the reputation of that damn girl Zhan Feiyu is ruined!
Scholars without fame were concerned about Zhang Xiucai and did not dare to laugh at anything. The students in the county school did not have such worries. They were also scholars, and they would be candidates after passing the provincial examination. A Zhang Xiucai who ran a private school was nothing.
"Brother Zhang is really smart and quick, let me take the next sentence." The round-faced boy stood up with a smile. He looked younger than Zhang Tianhao, but he was already a scholar.
The classmates on the side couldn't help but laugh, "Wen Min, such a simple flying flower order is not difficult for you. In the competition, Master Dou should also be asked to give the questions."
Master Dou is the master of the county school. He is good at poetry and poetry. He is also a good friend of County Magistrate Chen. Master Dou is the strictest in the county school. Whenever he asks a question, he will stump a group of people. He once published a couplet, which the county school still has today
No one can guess the second line.
"The disciples are so shameless, I am making you laugh." Master Dou said to the examiners at the table, and then looked at the students of the county school with a cold look, obviously intending to settle accounts after the fall, which immediately caused wailing.
one slice.
Zhan Feiyu saw their sad faces and regretful expressions, so he couldn't help but laugh and said in a low voice: "Master, I thought they all looked down on people."
There is obviously a chain of contempt in the Wenhui. Except for Zhao Jiaoyu and several leading candidates, the students in the county school look down on the ordinary scholars, while the scholars look down on the Tong students, and the Tong students despise the Meng Tong students who have not even passed the county examination.
The scholars at the two tables at Zhanfei Yujian County School before were probably young and already had the reputation of being a scholar. They all held their heads high and thought they were high-ranking, as if looking at other people would belittle their status. Unexpectedly, there were also naughty ones.
one side.
"This is how birds of a feather flock together," Master Lin said with a smile. The high-spirited county student members do have something to be proud of.
"We meet you again when the flowers are falling." The round-faced boy continued the second sentence.
"The flowers on the spring river face the autumn moonlit night." The third sentence comes,
"The peach blossoms on the human face complement each other." The classmate sitting next to him immediately picked up the fourth sentence.
Before others could think about it, this round of flying flowers had already been taken over by the students of the county school. "I don't know if the flowers are coming first," and "everyone is looking at the flowers when they go out."
"Frost leaves are as red as flowers in February", the last sentence ends with the word "花".
Although the poems I picked up were all poems written by predecessors, the speed was so fast that I knew that the students in the county school had already read the poems and songs familiarly. No matter how difficult the Feihua Order was, they could master it at their fingertips.
The old scholar Tian bowed his hands in front of the students of the county school to show his admiration, and said with a smile: "Tea can be intoxicating, why do you need wine, so I will offer you a cup of tea instead of wine."
The people present stood up one after another, and Zhao Jiaoyu and others also picked up their teacups. Although the old scholar Tian only has the title of scholar, he is senior here in his age and has a reputation for charity in Shangsi County, so he deserves this respect.
After drinking tea, Zhang Xiucai stood up. His private school has also trained many scholars over the years. It cannot be said that he is famous all over the world, but Zhang Xiucai also has some say in Shangsi County.
"The day before yesterday, I came across a couplet of Chinese characters. The first couplet is: water with insects is turbid, water with fish is fishing, water, water, water, rivers and lakes are misty." Zhang Xiucai said that he came across this by chance the day before, but in fact, he figured out this sentence last year.
I have been suppressing the couplet and not saying it, just waiting to speak it out at today's literary conference to show off my talents.
As soon as this first couplet came out, everyone present began to think hard about it.
It is already difficult to match up the words, but since the first couplet contains four sentences and a total of eighteen words, it is even more difficult to match up the second couplet neatly in a short time.
After a while, Zhang Xiucai smiled warmly and said, "I wonder if Brother Lin has a second line?"
If Zhang Xiucai attacked Zhan Feiyu, he would be defeated without force. He must be older and already a scholar. Zhan Feiyu was just a young boy who had been in school for less than half a year. It would be disgraceful to win and even more embarrassing to lose.
But when he named Master Lin, he was openly venting his anger on Zhang Tianhao. Who knows that Zhan Feiyu was Master Lin's student?
Just as Master Lin was about to stand up, Zhan Feiyu took the lead.
Everyone in the lobby who was still thinking about the second couplet suddenly sat up straight, especially the round-faced teenagers from the county school. Their eyes were shining, just waiting for Zhan Feiyu to cause trouble.
"Master passed me the test the day before yesterday, and the student happened to have a couplet, and I asked Zhang Xiucai to comment." The clear voice was still childish. Zhan Feiyu was wearing a brand-new yellow cross-collar top today, paired with a dark blue wide skirt.
Her lips are red and her teeth are white, and she is so charming and cute that people love her.
"Oh, I wonder what the second couplet of the little prodigy Zhan is?" Zhang Xiucai sneered. He had been thinking about the first couplet for almost a year for fame and revenge, but Zhan Feiyu came out to stir up trouble.
But Zhang Xiucai also showed a bit of disdain in his eyebrows. He didn't believe that Zhan Feiyu, a seven-year-old child, could really write the second couplet in such a short period of time.
After all, there were so many people present, from juren to scholars to other scholars, but none of them had come up with the second line, yet she was able to steal the show?
Zhan Feiyu didn't hide his clumsiness and said: "I am writing the second line: below the tree is the root, above the tree is the end, the wood is wood, the pines, cypresses and camphors are dense."
"That's right and neat." Zhao Jiaoyu praised with a smile.
At Zhan's house that day, she could only recite the "Three Character Classic". Unexpectedly, in just a few months, she could speak it in perfect detail. It was not an exaggeration to be praised by County Magistrate Chen as a prodigy.
Zhao Jiaoyu can be said to be the leader of scholars in Shangsi County. As soon as he opened his mouth, he praised Zhan Feiyu as if he was asking for money.
"I have a first couplet, which is also a couplet. Zhan Xiaomengtong, please listen carefully." The round-faced boy ignored Master Dou's fierce gaze and said with a smile: "An inch of land is a temple, and a poem is written beside the temple. The poem says
:The bright moon sends the monk back to the ancient temple."
This split-word couplet is obviously more literary and elegant than the one Zhang Xiucai just produced, but it is also more difficult to compose the second couplet.
Facing the gazes cast by everyone, Zhan Feiyu, who was still standing, showed no signs of nervousness. She was thinking with a chubby face. Coupled with her dark and round eyes, this young and mature look made the audience look older.
All the scholars felt affection for her. If this was his daughter, the brat in the family would have been kicked out of the house long ago.
"Zhan Xiao Mengtong, sit down and think, take your time and don't be in a hurry." The round-faced boy's voice was soft, lest he would scare people, but his overly excited eyes made several classmates next to him turn over in silence.
A roll of eyes.
Wenmin can deceive others, but he cannot deceive them!
Wen Min always wanted a soft and cute little sister who would sweetly call him brother. However, Mrs. Wen became pregnant three times and gave birth to four brats, the last two of whom were twins.
There are four naughty children in the family who can lift tiles. After Wenmin saw Zhan Feiyu, she wished she could secretly take them home.
"I thought of it." Zhan Feiyu grinned and said with crooked eyebrows: "Two trees form a forest, and there is a prohibition under the forest. The prohibition says: the ax can enter the forest in time."