Royal road

In late spring and March, the spring is bright and the sky is as clear as washing.Although there is no unique scenery in Weishan Mountain, it is full of greenery and gurgling clear water, which makes people refreshed and refreshed.I saw a dozen or so young gentlemen sitting around the Sushui Pavilion. The oldest of these people was no more than a weak crown, and the youngest was not yet fourteen. They were all wearing red and green hairpins.At a glance, it is even more gorgeous than the mountain flowers beside the pavilion.

Like the stars holding the moon, a man sits in the Sushui Pavilion.He was just a little older, with long eyes, fair complexion, and a stern face. He wore an apricot-yellow single robe, a lacquered sarong crown on his head, and held a white jade wishful thinking.The beautiful beard under the chin swayed gently in the wind, making her even more personable and leisurely.This person is none other than Zhongzheng official Wang Wen who was evaluated by the Ninth Rank Officials this time, a descendant of the Wang family in Jinyang, Taiyuan, and the fourth son of Situ Wang Hun.

With such an examiner, the children of the Zhu family can't wait to do their best to win the favor of the official.Wang Wenduan sat in the main seat, talking and laughing freely, sometimes examining school poems and books, sometimes commenting on calligraphy and painting, and some who liked playing the piano and debating the classics, he also answered them one by one.Although he kept smiling and being gentle and polite, Wang Wen felt a little impatient.Shangdang is a large county, but its position is dangerous and has always been a battleground for military strategists.Therefore, there have been years of wars and turmoil around, and most of the gentry are local tyrants. The style of writing is much inferior to that of Jinyang, not to mention the style and appearance.

I'm used to seeing high school students since I was a child, and seeing the hypocrisy of these petty gentry again, it's really unappetizing.It's also thanks to him remembering that he had some important business to do, so he didn't leave early.Now that there are more than half of the evaluations, it shouldn't take long for the remaining ones who can barely be called gentry.

Swaying Ruyi, Wang Wen was about to take an examination of the school to select a candidate, a small official hurried over and whispered in his ear: "Qi Zhongzheng, a gentleman has come here, and I want to ask to see him."

When is this all, come to Sushui Pavilion now, don't you take the evaluation seriously?Wang Wen's generosity is very high, but he has never met such a rude person.He frowned, and just about to refuse, the little official added in a low voice: "The gentleman is very sick, it seems that he didn't come late on purpose..."

This is beyond the scope of the scribe's duties.Wang Wen glanced at the little official in surprise, and found that the man's complexion was a little red, and there was a hint of sympathy.In an instant, curiosity got the upper hand, and he nodded slightly: "Bring him up."

The little official didn't hesitate at all, and immediately ran down.Looking at the slightly anxious back of the other party, Wang Wen twisted his beard and leaned against the table behind him.He wants to see how this latecomer impresses his scribes.

After waiting for less than half a cup of tea, I saw a person walking up the steps and walking slowly towards the Sushui Pavilion.Wang Wen has been obsessed with poetry and books all year round, and Wang Wen's eyes are not very good. At first, he could only see a slender figure, dressed in a black robe, wearing a white jade crown, and two bright red tassels tied under his chin. .A broad robe was blown by the mountain wind, swaying unsteadily, making the man look like a bamboo in the wind, graceful and graceful.

With just one figure, all the vulgar things outside the pavilion were compared.Wang Wen sat up straight unconsciously, forgetting about the candidate who was being evaluated, and staring at the person with wide eyes.The more carefully he looked at it, the more surprised he became.

That is a very beautiful person.Hair like crow's feathers, face like fine snow, a pair of phoenix eyes are long and narrow, slightly slanted, bright and shining, eyes like lacquer.Coupled with the temples and sword eyebrows, it is simply handsome and breathtaking.If those eyes are placed on a healthy person, it will definitely make people feel lofty and elegant.Unfortunately, he was very ill.His eyes were black and his lips were pale. When he looked carefully, even his figure shook slightly, as if a gust of mountain wind could kill him.

Extreme clarity and extreme sickness mixed together, coupled with that jade-like appearance.It can be said that a person is like a sick willow, and a body is like a lonely pine tree, which makes people feel extremely regretful while amazed.I was afraid that if I was careless, my life would be taken away by the thief God.

Perhaps because of his intimidation, inside and outside the Sushui Pavilion, the people who had been eloquently stopped involuntarily, and countless eyes fell on the visitor.There is surprise and jealousy, speculation and hatred.However, that person didn't care about other people's eyes, walked to the pavilion, and gave a slight salute to Wang Wen who was sitting on the high platform: "Chenjun Zhe Liangfeng Liang Zixi, I have met Zhongzheng."

After all, Wang Wen is a child of the Wang family in Jinyang, so he was stunned for a moment before waking up.He came from a famous family and was proficient in genealogy, so he immediately asked, "But the descendant of Lord Liang of Shenmenting?"

"It is the ancestor of the family." Liang Feng replied.

Wang Wen tapped his palm with Yu Ruyi, and praised: "I have heard about Duke Liang's name for a long time, expelled Beihu, pacified the two prefectures, and even Wei Wu praised him as the best in the world. See you now, and you will know the style of Duke Liang back then."

When Liang Xigong became famous back then, he didn't rely on his face, right?Liang Feng slandered in his heart, but there was no flaw on his face, he said humbly: "Zhongzheng is too famous."

"Come here, sit here." Wang Wen smiled and waved to him, pointing to the seat beside him.

This is already a privilege beyond the standard.You must know that the two generations of the Liang family have never been a high-ranking official, and their wealth can barely be considered middle-level. A "second-rank family" is already a high-level look at him, how could he be so rude to invite him to his side.

However, even Wang Wen finds this kind of talent rare.I'm afraid it is much better than Uncle He Ping and Pan Anren.Nowadays, in troubled times, many amazing and talented people are like falling flowers and flowing water, disappearing like flowers and flowing water.Seeing such a sick and beautiful woman, how can one not feel pity.

Such preferential treatment did not impress Liang Feng, on the contrary, he shook his head slightly: "Your junior does not want to participate in the gathering, please forgive me."

This sentence, like a thunderbolt, shocked everyone.Wang Wen was surprised and said, "You didn't come here to participate in the Gathering?"

This question just spoke out from everyone's heart.It's fine if you come late, and you still say that you are not here to participate in the assessment when you are late, are you here to play with people?

Liang Feng said: "To be honest, this junior came to Shangdang for the evaluation of officials. However, he was suddenly seriously ill and nearly killed himself, so he didn't even know that the Yaji Festival was brought forward to today. This junior was actually going home. I came here by chance on the road, only to find that the Yaji has already opened, so I made a special trip to say goodbye.”

No wonder he was late, and so late.The astonishment in Wang Wen's heart was even greater. The Liang family was about to decline. Could it be that he would give up such a good opportunity and give up the evaluation just because of illness?He couldn't help raising his eyebrows and asked: "The imperial court is about to cut the title, and I remember that the Liang family is also among them. If you are cut off from the title of Marquis of Ting because of this, what should you do?"

This question is really sharp.If you say you care, then the previous farewell was just a pretentious gesture, which will immediately dispel Wang Wen's favor.If you say you don't care, is the inheritance passed down by your family's ancestors just in vain?How unfilial!Such a tricky question immediately made many people gloat and prepare to see Liang Feng's joke.

However, Liang Feng's face remained unchanged, and he replied calmly: "When I was dying of a serious illness, I dreamed of an exquisite and elegant garden. The ground was half gold, half mud, and full of green trees. It was so bright that it looked like a grand Dharma meeting was being held from a distance. In the dimness, I heard someone recite a scripture, every word of which was carved into the bones. After waking up, I realized that all my obsessions were vain. "

Wang Wen's eyes widened. Is this a god and Buddha in a dream?He actually dreamed of the scene where the Buddha preached the Dharma?People in the world worship Buddhism and Taoism, and they are happy with the prophecy, and no one will lie about it.He couldn't help but half leaned forward, and hurriedly asked, "Do you remember that scripture?"

"The scriptures are too long, and they are somewhat blurred. The only verses that awaken me, don't dare to forget." Liang Feng took a breath, and said loudly, "All conditioned dharmas are like dreams and bubbles, like dew or electricity, and should be done like this View."

His voice is a little hoarse, but it doesn't affect the sound quality in any way.The mountain breeze blows gently, blowing the wide-sleeved robe, making the figure dance as if riding the wind.The gatha circles around the beam, and there are Ruo Sanskrit singing.

Ruyi in Wang Wen's palm knocked on the case table.He has been familiar with the scriptures since he was a child, and has a very profound understanding of Buddhism, and has also learned many scriptures.He had never heard this verse before.But anyone who has a rough understanding of Buddhism should know that this must be a classic that can last forever.The pain of a hundred generations and the hustle and bustle of all ages are covered by this sentence.The people of Jin were already in troubled times, and their fate was at stake.That's why they will let birth, let go, and worship nature by surpassing their fame and teaching.This gatha was like a blow to the head, lightning flashed through the sky, tearing apart the fog that covered my heart.How can we not let Wang Wen be stunned and lost.

There was a few seconds of silence by the Sushui Pavilion.Wang Wen suddenly stood up, with tears already in his eyes, leaned over and said, "Just this one sentence is like enlightenment. If you can think of other scriptures, I ask Liang Lang to give them to me."

His background and status are far from Liang Feng's by far, this bow made everyone turn pale with shock.Liang Feng didn't move at all, and sighed softly: "If I'm sick and sick tonight, I'm afraid I'll have to think about it slowly. If you write other scriptures silently, they will be presented as they are."

Wang Wen seemed to have completely forgotten about the evaluation, and hurriedly said: "It's better to come to my house, you and I can talk at night by candlelight, and talk about Buddhism."

This is an invitation from the Wang family of Jinyang, and it is an honor to be placed in front of anyone.Liang Feng shook his head: "There is still a young son in the family, and the younger generation is eager to return home, please forgive me."

Maybe because he stood for too long, his figure shook slightly.Only then did Wang Wen realize that the person in front of him had just suffered from a serious illness, and now he was dying.His heart tightened, and he said: "I have an old relationship with Dr. Jiang Tai, the Shaofu. He is Wang Tailing's apprentice. He is very skilled in medicine. Now he has retired and retired, and he is in Tongba. I will write to him and invite him to Liang. government."

This is a good thing delivered to your door, Liang Feng couldn't help but smile, bowed and said: "Thank you Zhongzheng for your kindness, the younger generation can return to their hometown with peace of mind."

This is my farewell.Seeing that he couldn't keep anyone, Wang Wen couldn't help sighing: "It's really my luck to see Zixi. It's a pity that the time is too short. Be careful on the road. I'm waiting for the good news in Jinyang."

Liang Feng bowed solemnly, and said, "Zhongzheng's words are serious. The younger generation bids farewell."

This conversation did not involve any vain fame or gain, just like a bright breeze in the arms, elegant and elegant.Everyone inside and outside the pavilion was stunned for a long time, and Li Lang who was in the corner was even more trembling.Of course he knew that his cousin was beautiful and talented, but who would have thought that he would break into Yaji like this and talk nonsense about the Buddha entering a dream!Didn't see any signs of it before?Are those all disguises to confuse oneself?

Just as Li Lang was gnashing his teeth, Liang Feng suddenly turned around, bowed to him, and said softly, "Third Brother, thank you for taking care of me these days. There is just one thing I have to say. Yan Sheng, he deserved death. "

After saying this, Liang Feng sighed lightly, and without waiting for Li Lang's answer, he turned around and walked down the mountain.

The author has something to say: handsome or not!Are you happy!Liang Shao said that slapping faces also needs to pay attention to style and methods =w=

Uncle He Ping: He Yan, keyword "He Lang Fu Fan".

Pan Anren: Pan An, the keyword "looks better than Pan An".

Wei Jie is still a child at this time, and has no reputation. Wei and Jin are famous for their beauty.