sick white moonlight

Xiao Lingyin, who came out of the hostel, was dressed in the most common attire for scholars in the dynasty, a white shirt with a round collar, with a handsome face and a gentle manner.

Many people in the streets and alleys are hawking the "festival goods" of the Dragon Boat Festival. The hawkers carry bamboo slices in their hands, and in various baskets made of wicker are placed peach branches, willow branches, sunflowers, pu leaves, Buddhist and Taoist AI, etc. that have just been picked. .

There are willows and willows beside the river outside the capital, and catkins are flying. When people travel, relatives and friends often break willows to see each other off.

Xiao Lingyin had heard of the prosperity of the capital when he was in his hometown, but he was never surprised by the continuous stream of pedestrians on the streets.

He was born in Liuzhou, which has always been difficult to govern, because everyone in the city is good at poetry and books, and also understands the law.

There are many poems and books in the homes of those who have a little family background, especially legal documents. Everyone has a copy in their homes. Since they are influenced by the literary spirit, pedestrians on the street also speak more.

But after all, it is only a local city, unlike the capital city, which is directly connected to the Fifth Road, and people from all over the country gather together, which is very lively.It coincides with the Dragon Boat Festival, as early as the first day of May, the streets began to be bustling with hawking, and the atmosphere became more active.

The Jin Dynasty had less restrictions on the movement of personnel, and did not require too many documents, so he trekked all the way. Although he lost his identity documents, relying on his knowledge and ability, he stayed overnight in the monk's courtyard and suffered a lot on the way. Less funding, but not too tired.

However, these days, he is a bit strange.

His body seemed to be filled with two people.

As early as three days ago, after he woke up from the hostel, he found that he often lost his memory for a period of time.

At first, he was naturally terrified of this matter, and even went to a nearby Buddhist temple early the next day to pray for blessings.

Although he has never believed in gods, he has no way to do anything, and he dare not tell others casually, and become a joke in the eyes of others.I can only let it go, after all, there is nothing inappropriate about other people's actions, so it can be seen that I was still a normal person during the time when I lost my memory.

Fortunately, the other person living in my own body seemed to understand the current facts, and began to write down the things I did that day on paper when I was not around, and told them one by one, every detail, like a diary.

This is actually not surprising. Many well-known writers in the literary world like to keep diaries.

For convenience, Xiao Lingyin also began to record what she did when she was awake, and let the unknown ghost on her body know.

So he had to prepare some paper, brush and ink in the hostel where he lived.

When he first saw the yellowish paper on the small table, the things recorded were clear, the words were precise and unique, his hand was upright in lower script, his body was dignified, elegant and graceful, Xiao Lingyin was quite moved when he first saw it, from the words Knowing people, he knew that the ghost possessing his body must be knowledgeable and talented.

It's just that this word is somewhat similar to my own, except that one is mature and stable, and the other is handsome and free and easy, just like comparing the same person's youth and old age.

He studied under Xu Daoyuan, a great scholar in the literary world in Sichuan and Shu, and was well-read in poetry and books. He was a prestigious talent in the local area.He practiced calligraphy when he was young. He first learned the famous calligrapher Yang Xuzi in the former dynasty, and later learned the famous calligrapher Chen Pu in the former dynasty. He practiced hard for many years and was quite spiritual in poetry and prose. Therefore, he wrote regular script that was praised by his mentor and envied by his peers. .

From the first manuscript where both of them wrote half and the handwriting was slightly different, now there is no difference at all, Xiao Lingyin can only sigh inwardly, that person is very good at imitating, and now his handwriting is not even half a little different from his own.I also thought of the few calligraphy and paintings drawn by the man in the hostel. The brushstrokes are chic and agile, and the scenery described is elegant and bright, but with a few rare magnificence and vastness.

The color of the ink is suitable for the shade, and the charm is long. They are indeed top-notch works, and Xiao Lingyin admires them very much from the bottom of his heart.

After arriving in the capital and recuperating in the hostel for a few days, Xiao Lingyin planned to visit his teacher's old friend. Now he is officially worshiping Fang Wenyan, a third-rank imperial scholar. Fang Wenyan is well-known in the literary world. The two have a good friendship, and they have exchanged many letters over the years, and they are quite fancy to him, a disciple who has been praised by the market for a long time.

Fang Wenyan is now in his fifties, with a yellow face and beard, thin body, rich in literature and knowledge, and plain in temperament.

Wearing a wide and narrow purple shirt, sitting on the upper seat.After listening to his experience, he also sighed, the world is dangerous.He also sighed a lot when he talked about being rescued, brought into the capital, and leaving silver as a gift.

Xiao Lingyin saw it, and asked: "I don't know who saved Wansheng? If you dare to ask a bachelor, you will know that Wansheng is very grateful, but he has no clue."

Fang Wenyan sat on a pear-wood square stool, stroking a cup of tea, took a sip, put it down, helped Bai Xu and said: "From your description, I can't think of any other than being the eldest prince. Others."

"The eldest prince was going to pray for blessings at the Dajue Temple outside the city. The duration was ten days. But a few days ago, the emperor hurriedly summoned the eldest prince to Beijing to mourn for his mother. You must have met the eldest prince Chu Yan. He has a gentle temperament. He is a very kind person, and he often lends a helping hand to help the people."

After hearing this, Xiao Lingyin remained silent and just remembered the name.

He is naturally familiar with the political changes in the current dynasty.Although he lived in Sichuan and Sichuan since he was a child, and was far away from the capital, his mentor was quick to inform him, and he often discussed important court affairs with him.

At that time, the emperor had four sons and three daughters. The eldest son, Chu Yanmu, was born in a humble family.The second prince, Chu Ze, and the third prince, Chu Ning, and their mother is a concubine Xian, were born as commoners near the capital.

Only the fourth prince, Chu Zhen, whose mother is an imperial concubine, was originally the daughter of a minor official and was quite favored by the emperor. As early as many years ago, when the emperor was young, he was not opposed by the ministers and was named the only imperial concubine in the dynasty.

The four princes, the battle for the crown prince, has become a major court event as the princes grow older.

Xiao Lingyin heard from her mentor that the pilgrimage did not establish a reserve for a long time, causing endless harm.

According to the previous dynasty or the past practice, the eldest son is naturally the best. Unfortunately, the empress of the current dynasty has no sons, and the eldest son of the emperor is not favored by the emperor, so the matter of establishing a heir is delayed again and again.

Xiao Lingyin didn't think too much about it. In his opinion, there were not too many accidents about who the prince chose to succeed the prince. The key was to determine the candidate early, stabilize the government, and prevent villains from taking advantage of the opportunity to disturb the court.

According to what the teacher said, most of the senior and prudent ministers in the court supported the early establishment of the eldest son of the emperor as the crown prince. If there were no exceptions, the establishment of the eldest son of the emperor as the crown prince should be a firm matter.

"Well, what happened this time is unexpected." Fang Wenyan sighed, and then said aloud, "The eldest son of the emperor has a gentle temperament and although he doesn't have much talent, he is already a capable candidate for the prince. , most of them also support the establishment of the eldest son. It's a pity that since the biological mother has passed away, the Holy Majesty has made a decision to wait until the prince's mourning period has passed."

Xiao Lingyin was quite intriguing when he heard it, it was a coincidence that the prince's biological mother went away.

"The matter of setting up the reserve, if you delay it again and again, there will be endless troubles." Fang Wenyan adjusted his somewhat wrinkled blue robe and sighed.

……

After Xiao Lingyin stayed for a meal, despite Fang Wenyan's repeated attempts to stay, he declined the suggestion to stay.

He stated that he planned to live in a Buddhist temple in a few days to prepare for the next year's spring boudoir.

After Fang Wenyan listened, he praised him greatly, and asked him a lot of questions on the spot to test his knowledge. Xiao Lingyin answered one by one, with fluent words, exquisite and innovative ideas, and Fang Wenyan had a formidable look on his face.

Before leaving, Duojia asked him to study hard to prepare for the exam, and said that although he has a solid background and abundant knowledge, but Chungui is a talented person, and there are many masters, so he must not be underestimated. He must study his homework more on weekdays. Too much fun.

Such an order is quite reasonable, the capital is prosperous, and many scholars who come from remote places to catch the exam linger after they come to the capital. ,Inextricable.

After leaving Xueshi Fang's three-in, four-out, exquisitely furnished mansion, Xiao Lingyin, who was walking on the streets of the capital, breathed a sigh of relief.The Jin Dynasty was not as cumbersome as the previous dynasties, but rather flexible.

As early as 20 years ago, the curfew was lifted.

Therefore, at night in the capital, there are constant fireworks in the world, and the flow of people in the night market is chaotic. Some scholars who are officials in the court get off work, and after they are done, they often gather in groups to drink tea in restaurants, or eat supper on the street, so the street at night It was very lively.

At this time, it was the Dragon Boat Festival, and Xiao Lingyin took the meat dumplings and honey bean dumplings presented by Fang Xueshi in her hand, walked through the busy market, returned to the hotel, and sat by the bed to rest for a while.

At night, after the work is over, I quickly light up the lamp ointment, accompanied by the dim light, holding a brush in hand, and record what happened today on the yellowish paper.

Lightly tap Langhao, following the movement of the strokes, a calm and outstanding, soft and elegant lower case emerges.

After finishing writing, he put it in his luggage, changed his clothes, and then lay down beside the bed.

Facing the moonlight coming in from the window, Xiao Lingyin read a few more ancient poems that had been memorized in his mind long ago, then slowly closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

……

Early the next morning, the man lying on the bed opened his eyes, got up to wash and arrange his clothes.

Holding the obvious handwriting on the paper that was put in the bag yesterday, he read it carefully, with a bit of regret in his dark eyes.

At this time, the directness really went to Fang Wenyan, a good friend of his mentor, as before. When he saw the zongzi wrapped in zong leaves on the small table, he smiled lightly. It has been many years, and he has never eaten the meat zongzi from Fang Xueshi’s house again. .

In the next few years, Fang Xueshi was relegated to the northern Daming Mansion because of his disagreement with Tong Pingzhang Shi Yuzhen, who was the prime minister of the previous dynasty.For the rest of his life, he just stayed in the Daming Mansion and never returned to this bustling Kyoto.

At the beginning of the Jin Dynasty, the post of prime minister was divided, and the post of Tongping Zhangshi was first established to replace the prime minister, and then the post of Shen Zhizhengshi was established as deputy prime minister to assist the prime minister, but in the end, the power of Tongping Zhangshi was also reduced. up.

When he was in charge of the government in the later period and became the only prime minister in the dynasty and regained the title of prime minister, that scholar Fang had already left, leaving only a pair of children.

……

On the fifth day of May, the Dragon Boat Festival, potted green mugwort, red pomegranates in vases, eating rice dumplings and wearing white locks.

The water transportation in Kyoto is convenient, the place where the north and the south meet, people from all walks of life gather here, and the trend of north and south confluence gradually formed.

Therefore, in the noisy night market, there are countless snacks such as steaming pancakes, wonton noodles, lotus leaf rice, and crispy chicken.

"Brother!" The delicate and delicate lady in the cyan skirt looked at the soup on the vendor and asked curiously, "What is this?"

Without waiting for He An to explain, the peddler at the stall hurriedly said: "Little lady, this is the freshly boiled licorice ice snow sweet bean soup. The weather will be hot. Take a sip at night to refresh your body. Would you like a bowl? It's not expensive, ten cents a bowl, delicious and cheap."

He An was wearing a white shirt, with a sachet on his waist, nothing else, pure to the extreme, but the white shirt was also woven with fine silk, and the hem was embroidered with the same silvery white The pattern of flowers, birds, plum and bamboo can be seen at a glance, and the family is rich.

The cool breeze at night brings a bit of chill.

"You've gotten better a few days ago, and today I'm taking you out because of your father's approval." He An looked at the disappointed little lady, and smiled again, "Don't eat these cold ones."

Chu Ying was a little frustrated, her mouth was pouted, and her face was flushed.

He turned around and didn't say much, just kept walking forward until he reached the end of the street and came to a special booth in front of a bookstore before stopping.

There were a few landscape paintings hanging on the booth, which were gray, except for a picture of bird food hanging in the corner, which was quite eye-catching.

Among a few strands of fine bamboo, a small gray-headed sparrow perched on a green bamboo branch, looking ahead from a distance.The brushwork is bright and beautiful, the sparrow's down feathers are smudged layer by layer, and the brushwork on the bamboo branches is rigorous and stable. Although the colors in the painting are plain, the brushwork is outstanding and vivid.

When Chu Ying saw her, she felt very cute.

"Brother, I want to buy this painting." She bent down and looked at the painting seriously, her eyes full of wonder.

In front of the booth was a scholar who was reading a book by the light with his head down. He was dressed in a round-neck white dress, simple and plain, and even a bit worn out.

He An sighed inwardly when he saw the younger sister with this figure wanting to buy the painting.

The paintings on this booth are really good, they are really top grade.

Although I don't know why the scholar is selling paintings here, but he didn't bring much money with him when he went out this time, so it's a bit troublesome.

He looked over like the stall owner, and the scholar who was sitting on the ground looking down at the book seemed to have a tacit understanding, and also looked up at himself.

Their eyes met, and they were a little surprised.

Although he had a handsome and elegant face, his complexion was yellowish, and the corners of his eyes looked tired.

It's just that the pupils of the eyes were thick and black, too prestige. He An was shocked in his heart even though his face was as if nothing had happened when he was stared at by such eyes.

【finally come. 】

Xiao Lingyin sighed inwardly, he was actually rather unwilling to be rescued by this prince.

If you owe someone a favor, you must pay it back.This is his principle of doing things, and he has never violated it.

However, he didn't expect that the prince who was appointed as the prince this year and died of illness in just two years was actually such a person.

The eyes are clear, the eyebrows are handsome, and although the behavior is ordinary, there is an unexpected sense of immobility.

He had met this prince once, when he was in high school, when he went to the entrance examination and the wedding banquet for the first time, he had a short glance, and he was gentle and melancholy, sitting on the top seat, although he was a prince, he really lacked a bit of majesty and decision. The facts also proved that the prince hesitated and acted too gently, and finally passed away quietly.

Of course, externally speaking, he died of illness.

But in the later period when he was in power, Xiao Lingyin also gradually understood the truth of the year. This person was poisoned to death, and died of chronic poisoning.

However, looking at it up close this time, it is quite intriguing.

Those eyes were too cold and reserved, as if they didn't pay attention to anything.

As if life and death have been taken lightly, and everything is changing, I am still standing still.