Datang: Get Xiang Yu's divine power at the beginning

Chapter 276 Respect
It's a pity that the sky is jealous of her beauty, Su Xiaoxiao's life was short, she only lived to be 20 years old, she passed away, and was buried here after her death.

Su Xiaoxiao's tomb is so famous not just because of her identity, but because of a legendary story in it.

It is said that Su Xiaoxiao's family was an official in the Eastern Jin Dynasty in his ancestors. After living in Gusu, Jiangnan, he lived in Qiantang and became a relatively wealthy businessman in the local area. Her parents only had her as a daughter, and they loved her very much. Because she was petite, so Called Xiaoxiao.

When Su Xiaoxiao was 15 years old, her parents passed away, so she sold her property and moved to the west of the city by the Xiling Bridge with her wet nurse, Aunt Jia.They live in a small building among pines and pine trees, live on their savings every day, and enjoy the mountains and rivers to their heart's content.

It's a pity that the savings will always be exhausted, and the two are alone and helpless. Fortunately, Su Xiaoxiao has a good voice since she was a child, coupled with her quick writing skills, she has no choice but to sell and sing for a living.

At that time, the singer was not as complicated as the current brothel girls, because she was exquisite and beautiful, with a very charming charm, and there were always many suave teenagers following her car.

Without the restraint of her parents, Su Xiaoxiao is also happy to socialize with literati and refined scholars. She often meets friends with poetry in her small building. There are always cars passing by in front of her door. Su Xiaoxiao has become a famous singer and poet in Qiantang area. trick.

One day, Su Xiaoxiao met a handsome young man named Ruan Yu while playing.The two fell in love at first sight, and Ruan Yu visited Su Xiaoxiao's home. He was treated politely by the beauty and slept together on the same bed that night.

Su Xiaoxiao and Ruan Yu were inseparable from then on, traveling together every day.But Ruan Yu's father was very angry when he heard that he hung out with prostitutes in Qiantang all day long, and forced him to return to Jinling.

Su Xiaoxiao waited all day long for her lover to come back, but finally fell ill.Fortunately, she is not a person who likes to make ends meet. Some kind and elegant gentlemen came into the house and chatted with Su Xiaoxiao. She gradually resumed her old life of being full of horses and horses.

On a sunny autumn day, she saw a man who looked exactly like Ruan Yu by the lake, but was dressed plainly and looked depressed. After hearing the news, she found out that this man was called Bao Ren.

She felt that this man was extraordinary and would definitely be able to go to high school, so she offered to provide financial and material help.

Bao Ren was grateful and rushed to the examination room full of ambition.

At that time, Meng Lang, the Shangjiang Observer, came to Qiantang on official business. As an official, it was difficult for him to visit Su Xiaoxiao, so he sent someone to invite her to come to the mansion. Unexpectedly, Su Xiaoxiao was very assertive and urged her several times to come.

Meng Lang decided to make it difficult for her, so he pointed to a plum blossom outside the court and asked her to compose a poem. Su Xiaoxiao calmly sang out: Although the plum blossom is proud, how dare it fight against the cold spring?If it is more divided into red and white, you have to look at it with blue eyes!Meng Lang was full of admiration.

The beauty was unlucky, and Su Xiaoxiao died of illness in the spring of the next year.At this time, Bao Ren had already been named on the gold list and served as governor of Huazhou. He passed by Su Xiaoxiao's house on the way to his post, but caught up with her funeral. Bao Ren touched the coffin and cried loudly.

After Lu Zicong finished telling the story of Su Xiaoxiao's tomb, several people had already arrived at this famous Su Xiaoxiao's tomb. In the final analysis, it is just a tomb, so there is no scenery to speak of.

After listening to Lu Zicong's description, Li Chengdao remembered that later Li He, a poet, wrote a poem about Su Xiaoxiao's tomb. Seeing the desolation in front of him, he couldn't help but chant: "Youlan dew, like crying eyes. When nothing is united, fireworks cannot be cut. Grass is like a mulberry, and pine is like a cover. The wind is the clothes, and the water is the clothes. The oil-painted carts, treat each other at night. Cold green candles, labor brilliance. Under the Xiling, the wind blows the rain."

After Li Chengdao finished singing, he could only hear the sound of applause from behind him. Turning his head, Lu Zicong clapped his hands and said, "Your Highness is so talented in writing, and he actually speaks eloquently. I admire you for my humble position!"

On the other hand, Lian'er also had a fascinated look on her face, because she was born in the world of mortals, and she had empathy for Su Xiaoxiao's experience. , suddenly the heart changes again and again.

Li Chengdao cried out in his heart, I'm sorry, Lao Li, I stole your limelight, but he didn't explain, just smiled and shook his head.

After visiting Su Xiaoxiao's tomb, Lu Zicong and Li Chengdao were still unsatisfied, so they decided to simply visit the home of a local weaver.Naturally, Lian'er would not follow such boring things, she muttered to herself the poem Li Chengdao sang just now, and went back home thoughtfully.

Li Chengdao once remembered that when he was in school in his previous life, his history teacher once mentioned that weavers in the south of the Yangtze River had hired a large number of workers since the Ming Dynasty. Their workshops were quite large and already had the prototype of capitalism, so this time he specifically asked Lu Zicong to find a middle-to-upper-class weaver. Weavers of scale.

Lu Zicong was also obedient, and chose one of the dozens of large weaving households in Hangzhou. Although it was not as powerful as the weaving households in Suzhou, it still had dozens of looms and hired more than a hundred female workers.

Li Chengdao walked around inside, and found that these workers performed their duties in an orderly manner, and he was somewhat surprised by the smell of a modern industrial factory assembly line.

When he was about to leave, suddenly a boy of eleven or twelve years old, with a chubby face, ran in carrying a bag of white yarn. When he saw someone in front of him, he couldn't help but stop, stood by the door, and raised his arm. , wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeves, and looked at everyone with silly smiles.

Li Chengdao looked at the child and smiled back. Lu Zicong pointed at the child and smiled: "This little guy has no father and no mother. I think he is pitiful, so I will take him in and send him here to learn something. earn a living!"

Li Chengdao nodded when he heard the words, and asked: "Master Lu, you have rescued so many children, can you remember every one of them?"

Lu Zicong replied after hearing the words: "Your Highness, you are joking. The children who were rescued by the humble position were sent to various places by the trustees of the humble position. These weavers did not dare to embarrass these children because of the humble position. It's just that this child is different from others. , you can see that there is a big sarcoma on the side of his neck, it must be because of this that his parents abandoned him! It is also because of this that the humble official recognized him!"

Hearing this, Li Chengdao took a closer look at the child, and saw that the child was indeed very strong, presumably because he lived a good life here, but his neck was short and thick, and there was a purple grove growing on the side. The red horrific sarcoma is disgusting just looking at it.

Li Chengdao knew that this son had a poor background, but at first sight.I still can't help but feel a little strange in my heart, let alone others, if it weren't for Lu Zicong, I am afraid that even if this kid is strong and wants to do some decent things for a living, no one will use him.

Thinking of this, Li Chengdao respected Lu Zicong even more.

However, the child looked at Lu Zicong, but he didn't show any special behavior. He just kept smiling, just like he treated other people. This made Li Chengdao a little strange.

(End of this chapter)