Sheng Shian

Some early vendors in the market have hung up a row of small lanterns, New Year pictures and Spring Festival couplets are filled the stalls, and there are also children holding paper red koi and running against the wind, filling the koi's belly bulging Yes, the atmosphere of Chinese New Year is approaching.

Elder Song Ge was pregnant with his grandchildren. The pink and tender child had two small bags tied on his head with a red string, and a few teeth were missing. He said through the wind, "Grandpa, you are not frowning today. Is there something on your mind?"

Elder Song Ge was stunned for a moment. Recently, the implementation of new policies in the court has been slowed down, and the Liu family is quite peaceful, so they have less worries. Hearing this childish language, he finds it funny: "Grandpa is fine..."

Lao Gao, a little boy with a pouty mouth, put one hand behind his back and knocked his head with the other, like Song Ge's usual posture. He said puzzledly: "But yesterday, the maid sister of Zizhuxuan said that she just lowered her brows. But it's on my heart', why doesn't Grandpa take it on my heart..."

Elder Song Ge stood up suddenly, his face was dark and long, and he scolded the old housekeeper: "Go and expel this girl who released Meng Lang from the mansion, and you actually whispered these crooked poems to the young master's ears. If the integrity is broken, what should I do?!"

The little boy was timid and did not dare to speak. With blue watery eyes, he blinked at Elder Song Ge, feeling more cautious than seeing his master.

"Slave, let's do it now." The old housekeeper handed over a name card: "Ge Lao, Mr. Li has something to do."

Elder Song Ge glanced at Fang Zheng's regular script with strong bones and strong pens on the door. His face softened a lot, and he said to his little grandson, "Go and copy the "Disciple Regulations" three times, and I will come tomorrow. check you."

Mr. Song Ge went to the front yard. Li Yunfu was holding a long scroll in his hand. He waited for a long time. Before Yun Fu got up and saluted, he said in a deep voice: "A gentleman speaks profit, and he gets it in a proper way; a gentleman seeks his name, and his name is right. If it is about water control , you can go back now."

"Teacher is high-spirited, how dare the students spoil the teacher's vision with dirty thoughts." Li Yunfu put his hands together in front of him, bowing respectfully: "I am here today, I really have something that I don't understand, please ask the teacher to clarify..."

Li Yunfu unfolded the scroll, and it was an unbiased "Tongji Diagram of Channeling Canals". Mr. Song Ge recognized it at a glance, and he sighed: "The copy is so lifelike, it's like a rubbing. You said it has nothing to do with water control." , and why did you bring it here?"

Li Yunfu circled the narrow mouth of the upper reaches of the Luojiang River with his pen: "Students look at the flow of the water. This gorge does not seem to be formed naturally, and there is a mountain just below that splits the river like a knife blade, as if deliberately dividing the water into the inside and outside. And I looked through the pictures of the Taifu, but I didn't find any notes on the artificial construction..."

Elder Song Ge blurted out: "Gourd mouth..."

Li Yunfu was surprised: "Teacher knows? So I really remembered it wrong... I didn't write down such an important gap..."

Song Ge said about him from left to right: "You have found a good place where the canal must pass."

"There are many branches here, the pass is extremely narrow, and there is no sign." Li Yunfu shook his head: "So, the students have never discovered that there is a gorge here, and it was Shen Shaoqing who mentioned it."

"How did he find this place?" Elder Song Ge asked.

"Shen Shaoqing said that the Taifu's original manuscript had notes, but it's a pity that the students were so careless that they forgot about it..."

Elder Song Ge paced outside, he glanced at the dust on the ground, his eyes were far-reaching as if he was looking far away, half of his sight was covered by the high wall, leaving only a clear blue sky.

"Yun Fu, what do you think?"

Li Yunfu bowed his head and told: "The terrain here is high, and there is a natural gorge. After the river is forced to converge to the gorge, and then suddenly widens, the water will slow down. Therefore, there will be no flooding."

Li Yunfu's hand landed on the towering ridge: "This place is shaped like a 'fish mouth', dividing the river into internal and external tributaries, while the internal flow is close to the plain in the city, and the external flow is not restricted."

"Students think that the internal flow can be increased and the external flow can be suppressed. In this way, when the water flow is slow, more water will be stored inward to irrigate the farmland and ensure water for spring farming. It will be of great benefit. Due to the curved shape of the 'fish mouth', when When the water flow is turbulent, the fierce water force hits the bend, which will cause the flood to tilt outward, and will not harm the people in the inner city.”

Song Ge's old Zhang Zhang praised: "Divide into four or six, and the drought will be flat. There is no dam to divert water, which is a wonderful workmanship. It is really a wonderful strategy for generations to come."

Li Yunfu smiled, maybe he was a little childish: "I made the teacher laugh."

"Blue comes from blue, and it is better than blue. Yunfu, you remember correctly..." Elder Song Ge sighed: "This gourd mouth is indeed not on the original manuscript."

"Then why..."

Song Ge said in a nostalgic tone: "The mouth of the Hulu Gorge is indeed not formed naturally. It was originally a hill that cut off the river. Ziqing and I were young and frivolous. We thought that if we connected here, it would be of great benefit, so we got hotheaded. Ignite the rock and explode the mountain..."

Li Yunfu's eyes widened. The teacher has always restrained himself and revered the etiquette, but there are times when he acts so boldly...

Song Ge smiled and shook his head: "However, we were not as smart as you back then. We didn't think of a solution when we faced the torrents. Instead, the floods caused a catastrophe. When I presented the manuscript to the emperor, I had already finished it. The preparation for death and apology was only due to the kindness of the first emperor, who secretly destroyed the original manuscript, and ordered his servant to copy it again, and deleted the remarks here..."

Tears flickered in the old Song Ge's eyes: "So far, I have been worrying day and night, and I am cautious in my words and deeds, for fear that I will make a wrong step, so as to hurt the emperor's wisdom and bear the grace of rebuilding."

Song Ge raised his hand, paused again, and stroked Yun Fu's forehead, his tone seemed grateful: "Good boy..."

Elder Song Ge also remembered one person.

Shen Shaoqing.

Winter is about to go, and everything begins to recover.

Time seems to be reincarnated for a spring, autumn, winter and summer, and it has returned to the original point.Those broken memories were pieced together bit by bit with milky white paste, and then turned to the next page, waiting for someone who is destined to write...

"Brother Wentong, the end of the year is only a few dozen days away, and time waits for no one. I'm busy drawing pictures. What kind of copy are you bringing me to see..." Fu Jiang complained angrily.

"Hey, if you're capable, don't come to see it. If you don't get the first place, don't talk about a match in the same hospital, you won't be taken care of..." Wen Tong said with his hands on his hips.

Fu Jiang understood, and flattered him: "Brother Wentong has some new ideas, let me learn from them. I heard that Zuixianlou has a new dish..."

"Go, go, I don't care about your things... I'll have two glasses of good wine!"

Wen Tong picked up the pen and circled a dot on the copy: "What do you think it looks like?"

Fu Jiang clapped his hands: "There is actually a gorge!"

"Isn't it? What else?"

Fu Jiang scratched his head: "This...like...a wooden fish?"

Wen ventilated and patted his head: "I think you are a wooden fish! It's a 'fish mouth'! 'Fish mouth'!"

"Brother Wentong, I really don't understand what this means..."

Wen Tong shook his head, and said brightly, "Hey, the secret must not be revealed!"

Fu Jiang glanced at his mouth: "Not righteous!"

Wen Tong remained motionless.

"Ten Pots of Wuling Spring! Pack it up and send it to your house!"

Wen Tong didn't even open his eyes.

"Ten jugs of Xinfeng wine!"

Wen Tong smiled: "Okay!"

Fu Jiang said: "Brother Wen Tong, tell me quickly..."

Wen Tong said mysteriously: "Split."

"What?" Fu Jiang was stunned.

Wen Tong patted him on the chest: "Ten pots, I'll deliver them tonight, a gentleman's words are hard to follow!"

"you……!"

……

When Shen Shi rushed to Dali Temple, there was already a crowd of Meng Yang's people around the gate, and Meng Yang sat in the yamen majesticly, sipping tea slowly.

It's really rich that can turn ghosts around.

"Shaoqing is back." The little official came up to meet him, with the sound of silver coins clinking as he walked.

Shen Shi waved his hand, telling him not to say much.

Meng Yang stood up, smiled warmly, and saluted him.

Shen Shi also nodded enthusiastically, then walked past him without looking sideways, and sat down in the hall. Shen Shi smiled and said: "It's really a strange thing, there are Meng Shanren suing him in this world." matter?"

"My lord, you are joking. Meng did not come here today to sue, but to find a wife." Meng Yang beckoned, and a servant came up with a simple ink stick. The paper wrapped was white hemp paper for the emperor. Extremely poor, but the materials used are expensive.

Shen Shi knew it was "Hui ink" at a glance, "Hui ink" wrapped in imperial paper.

You can find out your opponent's preferences so quickly.

Shen Shi raised his eyebrows and said, "For things like finding a wife, Mr. Meng Shan... I'm afraid it's not appropriate to come to Dali Temple."

Meng Yang smiled: "Meng also thinks it's out of proportion, how about Mr. Shen, let's talk in another place?"

Shen Shi shook his head, leaning on the chair, lazily and unpredictable: "No need, the mirror of my Dali Temple hangs high, you can talk about anything, Meng Shanren speaks directly."

Meng Yang was used to this kind of gesture, he just wanted to squeeze more money, he had nothing else but the most money, he waved again, and a group of servants came over with utensils covered in rough cloth, knocked on the sound, and retreated down.

Shen Shi: "..."

They are all famous artifacts from the former dynasty, alas, this hobby has also been known.If he hadn't been a Taifu and was used to seeing good things, he might have surrendered now.

Shen Shi said, "I don't understand what Meng Shanren means."

"My lord, Meng's beloved wife has not been seen for a few days. I asked the driver about it today. I know that Meng's beloved wife strayed into Dali Temple and disturbed my lord..." Meng Yang suddenly knelt down, put his hands together on the ground, and kowtowed Come down: "Husband and wife are of the same body. Meng is willing to take all punishments on behalf of his beloved wife. Please forgive me."

"Meng Shanren and his wife are really affectionate, and I couldn't help being moved when I heard it..." Shen Shi paused, and spread his hands out: "It's just that the state owns the country's laws, and the family has family rules. Cases where human life is at stake, There is nothing I can do."

"Human life?" Meng Yang's face changed suddenly: "My wife is gentle and gentle. She dare not even look at the blood on weekdays. How could it involve human life! My lord is wronged!"

"Is your wife Yu Shuyuan?"

"Exactly."

Shen Shi nodded: "That's right, Yu Shuyuan surrendered himself late at night, saying that he murdered his own husband Xu Qingjun..."

Shen looked at him narrowly: "This is strange, why do you have two husbands?"

Meng Yang's eyes seemed to be filled with blood, you are willing to come here for him, then I...

Then I'm... nothing...

Five years of acquaintance, nothing.