Southerners

During the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty, the emperor made great efforts to govern, knew people well, and understood the inside and outside, which led to the harmony of the government and the people, and the people were happy. "The rice is fat and the corn is white, and the public and private warehouses are full."

Jinhua Mansion, Zhejiang Province is a fertile land located in the southeast region. Although this place is not as famous as the Yuhang area, it is "the bridge painted with smoke and willows, the curtain of wind and green curtain", and there are also "water chestnuts, geese, water, mulberry swallows and swallows". Beam."

Pujiang County is one of the eight counties in Jinhua Prefecture. It is named after a gurgling river called Puyang River.

Pujiang is an inconspicuous place, but there have also been people like Song Xueshi, who is called "the head of the founding civil servants" by the Communist Party of China.

On the ninth day of the twelfth lunar month in the eighth year of Yongle, the old master of the Eastern Song Dynasty in Pujiang County had a grandson. It is said that when the child was born, the plum blossoms in the yard of the old master Song bloomed overnight, so he named his grandson Mei Sheng. Make Xiaojiu.

Song Meisheng lived up to his grandfather's high expectations. He showed extremely high talent at an early age. He was able to read at the age of three, and poetry at the age of seven.

Within two years, Old Master Song passed away, and his son, Master Song, took over his father's place and took over a private school to recruit children of the right age, from literacy to eight-legged writing.

It is not entirely true that it is a private school. It was jointly funded and run by several gentry in the early days, and the county magistrate also contributed.

Meng Yixiu is a student who worshiped under Master Song. Don't look at Meng Yixiu's name to get the rules, but he is well-known as the king of children in Pujiang. Smart is smart, but he doesn't use it in the right way. Taking Mr. Song's precious son away from business all day long, he either went up the tree to dig out bird nests, or went down the river to catch fish and shrimp.

Recently, Meng Yixiu has caused Mr. Song a great headache.

"Meng Yixiu!" Master Song raised his eyes from the book in his hand, and with a glance, he saw that mischievous guy quietly fiddling with Song Meisheng's hair.

"Hey! Master!" Meng Yixiu quickly sat upright, and agreed crisply, without feeling that there was anything wrong with what he just did.

Master Song stared at him for a long while, hating iron for failure, and said: "How can there be such a stubborn student like you in this world!"

"Song Meisheng!" Master Song had no choice but to protect his son from Meng Yixiu, pointing to the table in front of him, "Sit over here."

Song Meisheng was only 15 years old, her skin was as delicate as fine white porcelain, her delicate eyebrows were exactly the same as his mother's, and her sharpened chin exuded childishness.

"Don't...Xiao Jiu!" Meng Yixiu tugged at Song Meisheng's sleeve.

Song Meisheng turned his head to look at him, met his straight eyes, quickly lowered his eyes, and packed his books, paper and pens.

"Yes, master," he said.

In the private school there are only teachers and students, and there are no father and son. This is what Master Song requested, so Song Meisheng called Master Song Master.

"Don't, master!" Meng Yixiu immediately became unhappy, and shouted, "If Xiao Jiu is not around, I won't be interested in studying!"

Meng Yixiu was one year younger than Song Meisheng, his father was a centurion, and his mother came from a scholarly family, because he was born in this peaceful and prosperous age and there were no battles to fight, Madam Meng decided to send Meng Yixiu to Master Song.

After all, Master Song was also a well-known Juren in Pujiang. Instead of being an official, he came back to teach students.

Master Song said, "When Mei Sheng was by your side, how many books did you read?"

"That's right, Yixiu," Li Xiaopang, who was close to Song Meisheng when he was young, said, grinning, his eyes squeezed into a slit on his fleshy face, "Renmeisheng is a person who is going to take the provincial examination, and he will be the champion in the future." , as a high-ranking official, you bother him all day, how can you ask him to study?"

Song Meisheng glanced at Li Xiaopang, and his voice was full of youthful clarity: "Don't talk nonsense, there are still two years left in the provincial examination."

But Li Xiaopang said that, Meng Yixiu was really embarrassed to make trouble with him again, and still refused to admit defeat: "Xiao Jiu didn't say anything, what are you meddling with?"

Master Song shook the "Analects of Confucius" in his hand: "Quiet!"

"This is a school, how noisy it looks like!"

Meng Huan snorted unhappily, and turned his face to the book. The whole page of "Zhihu Zheye" really gave him a headache, and he didn't know how Xiao Jiu could memorize it all.

Master Song didn't care about Meng Yixiu's petty temper. Anyway, based on what he knew about Meng Yixiu, he returned to his previous appearance in less than an hour.

"Song Meisheng," Song Master was about to continue teaching, saw Song Meisheng looking at Meng Yixiu, and scolded, "What are you looking at?"

Song Meisheng was caught, and quickly turned around to stare at the book solemnly, saying: "It's nothing, Master." But his thoughts went to nowhere.

In fact, he has already learned "The Analects of Confucius", otherwise he would not be able to pass the college examination, but Mr. Song thinks that learning should have a solid foundation and let him learn it twice. Mrs. Song also does not want her son to be too different from his peers. far, excluded.

When it was time to finish school, Meng Yixiu had completely forgotten what Li Xiaopang said in class, and dragged Song Meisheng who wanted to go home to review his homework, and ran to the edge of the Pujiang River.

"You, you slow down!" Song Meisheng was running out of breath, gradually unable to keep up with Meng Yixiu's pace.

"Hey!" Meng Yixiu couldn't help but said, "Why are you running so slowly?" But he still slowed down, snatching the book from Song Meisheng with one hand, "I'll get it for you, miss!"

"Who is the eldest lady?" Song Meisheng retorted, "I am a man!"

Meng Yixiu said: "I've never seen a man who is as fragile as you, who would be panting after two steps."

Although Meng Yixiu was young, he had stayed with his father in the military camp, he couldn't memorize a few chapters, and he practiced kung fu pretty well.

Song Meisheng became upset, and pulled her hand out of Meng Yixiu's hand: "I'm going to be angry if you say that again."

"I was wrong, I was wrong," Meng Yixiu had no spine, hooked Song Meisheng's neck with a smile, tilted his head, and kissed him on the cheek, "My Xiaojiu is a man."

He was caught off guard by the kiss, and Song Meisheng's eyes widened in shock. He looked at Meng Yixiu with round eyes, and his face blushed little by little.

"You..." Song Meisheng withdrew from Meng Yixiu's arms, "You, what are you doing to kiss me?"

Meng Yixiu: "Of course I like you!"

Song Meisheng: "Nonsense!"

Meng Yixiu: "I didn't!"

Song Meisheng touched his face, feeling a little hot: "Mother said, only the one you love can do this, how can you kiss me?"

"I like you, why can't I kiss you?"

"You should kiss your bride."

Meng Yixiu: "What bride, don't want it!"

Meng Yixiu pouted: "It's just a kiss, don't be so stingy!"

"Let's go, I'll take you to see something good!"

"What?" Song Meisheng asked.

"You'll know when you go."

The Puyang River starts from Shenlang Mountain in the west and ends at the East China Sea in the east. It is a tributary of the Qiantang River, also known as the Huanjiang River and Huansha River. There is a Huansha Stone beside the river.

When the two arrived at the riverside, the warm spring sun had just set on the west mountain, and it was sinking but not sinking. The warm sunset dyed most of the river red, and the fiery red sun was rippling with the water waves below the river surface, and the fish in the river Shrimp are intertwined, and aquatic plants are swaying.

Meng Yixiu held Song Meisheng's hand, and the two walked slowly along the river. There were a few small boats on the river, which were not for fishing, but for enjoying the river scenery.

"Can you let go of my hand..." After being held by Meng Yixiu for a long time, Song Meisheng always felt a little uncomfortable. Looking at the young men and women who had a tryst by the river, he felt that something was wrong. , had no choice but to discuss with him in a low voice.

"No." Meng Yixiu replied simply.

Meng Yixiu is usually very unreasonable, but he will grab everything he likes, and drive away everything he doesn't like.

The mothers of the two were handkerchief friends, and they had known each other since childhood. Song Meisheng had always regarded herself as an older brother because Meng Yixiu was one year old. He had to teach his younger brother well, and taught him a lot for Meng Yixiu's unreasonable personality. But Meng Yixiu always said that he knew he was wrong, but he never repented.

Song Meisheng had nothing to do with him, but Meng Yixiu treated Song Meisheng really well.

"You brought me here just to watch the sunset?" Song Meisheng asked.

Meng Yixiu smiled and shook his head: "Of course not, I want to show you something good."

Song Meisheng was curious: "What good thing?"

While talking, Meng Yixiu started to take off his clothes. Song Mei was shocked, and quickly pressed his hand, saying: "This is by the river, not at my house. You should be thinking about your father's reputation!"

Meng Yixiu pulled his hand and squeezed it, said with a smile, "I know, I'm the next Jiang."

"It's so cold..."

"Don't be afraid, do you think I am you, and you will fall when the wind blows?"

Song Meisheng stopped talking, and said in her heart, it's better to freeze to death.

After all, Meng Yixiu went into the water. Not long after, he fished out something from the water. He had taken off his underwear before, but now his underwear was all wet and shivering from the cold. He handed the thing in his hand to Song Meisheng .

"look."

Song Meisheng felt distressed and angry at the same time, wiped the water off Meng Yixiu's face, and said angrily, "What is worth your trip?"

He took it from Meng Yixiu's cold hand and saw that it was a porcelain cup with patterns of mandarin ducks in a lotus pond printed on it.It looked broken, but it was repaired, and the cracks were inlaid with gold.

"This is..." Song Meisheng saw the words on the bottom of the cup clearly, "This is actually something from the previous dynasty!"

"Do you like it?" Meng Yixiu asked.

Things from more than a hundred years ago may not be very precious, but for some reason, Song Meisheng looked at that thing and felt familiar and friendly, as if it should have been his own.

In fact, Meng Yixiu also felt the same way. He came to the riverside early this morning and accidentally found such a thing at the bottom of the river. He felt kind at first glance, and thought that Song Meisheng would like it for no reason, but he rushed to the private school. , I couldn't pick it up, so I had to come after school.

"I like it!" Song Meisheng agreed with a smile, looked at Meng Yixiu, felt a little embarrassed, and whispered, "Thank you!"

Just as Meng Yixiu wanted to say it's okay, he sneezed earth-shatteringly.

Song Meisheng was startled, frowned in distress, and took Meng Yixiu's wet hand: "Come on, come home with me, change your clothes, and ask my mother to cook some ginger soup for you."

The author has something to say:

This is a reincarnation episode. In order to heal everyone’s wounded hearts, the setting is that after more than 100 years, both of them were reincarnated in Pujiang.

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