Legacy of the old dynasty

In the summer, Zhang Qiling went to the countryside to gather cocoons, and brought Wu Xie along with him.

In fact, even he didn't have to go.This line of business was originally run by Zhang Haike, but he just found someone to lead Wu Xie to relax.During the time of Chunwei, Wu Xie was forced to stop him. Although he gave up, he was probably still unwilling.

Zhang Haike and his people had gone there a day earlier.The two of them didn't bring any entourage, and they went out against the sun, one on a horse.

A red horse and a black horse, the hoofs of the horses kicked and kicked on the bluestone road at the door.Wu Xie wore a gauze hat with brows, and a white brocade robe, secretly embroidered with continuous branches of precious flowers, with a face like a crown jade.Zhang Qiling was wearing a black robe, at first glance it was not unusual, but when he moved his body, the dark light flowed, and he felt that it was extravagant.Pedestrians on the side of the road all stopped and looked around, watching the two go away.

The Wu family members are all tall and tall, and now Wu Xie seems to be taller than him.His brows and eyes resembled his mother's, not only had natural intelligence, but also inherited his father's cautious spirit.Now that he has won Juren, he consciously wants to be less childish and look solemn.But the sharpness between the eyebrows cannot be concealed.

When I got out of the city, I saw mulberry and zhe all over the roadside.There is no one here who is not familiar with silkworms. During the silkworm moon, no matter men, women, young or old, rich or poor, they move the foil stalls all night.The two rode for a while, and the scenery was pleasant at this time, so they walked a little slower, just in time to talk.

Zhang Qiling asked him, "Have you ever read the articles written by Duke Wen Ding?"

Wu Xie said: "The teacher of the Son of Heaven must have read it."

"The elder brother of Duke Wen Ding, Pang Meisheng, has he ever read it?"

Wu Xie thought for a moment, then answered honestly: "No."

"Wendinggong is famous all over the world, but his brother's talent is far above him, and he has a wide range of museums, which run through hundreds of schools. Mr. 19 years old entered the autumn, and the officers and soldiers ordered the scholars to undress and barefoot, treating them as prisoners. Mr. was furious, and never Re-entering an official. What do you think of his aspirations?"

Wu Xie bowed his head and remained silent.

"I'm not asking you to imitate him. It's just a matter of will. Pang Meisheng devoted his whole life to entering the world. When he was young, he followed his father's side. When he passed through the pass, he saw the ruins of the ancient Qin and Han mausoleums and palaces. He also shed tears. An Bian’s strategy was intended to be implemented, but at the time it was fruitless and turned against him. However, when he saw Chen Bing pinching him during the provincial examination, he was angry and refused to join in. Wouldn’t it be a pity that all his life’s ambitions would be in vain.”

Seeing that Wu Xie bowed his head in silence, he went on to say: "Ding Wengong was the emperor's teacher of three generations. He was an official to the Minister of Rites. He was demoted for 16 years because of the dispute over the country. The world's article official. So, how do you say it?"

Wu Xie thought for a while, and said: "I understand what you mean. Being out of the world is not necessarily going out, and entering the world is not necessarily going into the world. It's like suffering and happiness, but whoever suffers and who is happy, I'm afraid only I know."

Zhang Qiling wanted to enlighten him, but he never expected that Wu Xie would realize the truth by himself, so he was a little happy, nodded and said: "You are still young, and reading is not only for stereotyped articles. You must know that there is more to fame than fame." , can not be obtained overnight. Now read more articles by the sages of this dynasty, and you can also broaden your horizons."

Wu Xie smiled and said to him: "People say that you can travel thousands of miles after reading thousands of books. If you really want to broaden your horizons, you must travel in person. I will take all the letters you wrote to me when you went out before. Those rivers, mountains, lakes and seas are so vast, but you can only think about them in your heart, and it is rare to see them..." At this point, his voice gradually lowered, as if he was waiting for his answer.

He knows what he means.For a long time, he has been walking alone on the long road.No matter how good the scenery is, I have no intention of nostalgia. I come and go in a hurry, wasting all the way.Only when I got home and saw him, could my heart be put back where it was.

I just didn't want to agree to him so quickly, lest he get too complacent.In the end, he just answered vaguely: "I still have to ask your uncle what he means."

But Wu Xie was so happy that Duan Su disappeared all of a sudden, rubbing his hands together excitedly, and muttering: "You promised, you go and talk to my second uncle." Then he lowered his head body, turned his head and said to him, "I'll go first, you quickly follow." With a grip on the horse's belly, he left in a hurry.

He watched him run away from the spot, and it took him a long time to realize that Wu Xie didn't know the way.

There are many taboos in raising silkworms. Every family of silkworm farmers worships Lei Zu, and the God of Silkworms is worshiped in village temples.Every year there is a big festival in Qingming Festival, Wu Xie is fascinated by hearing Zhang Qiling talk about it one by one.Silkworms must be clean, avoid all odors, and avoid making noise.Every family's silkworm room is pasted with a red paper saying "Silkworm Moon Zhili".Now the silkworm has passed its great sleep and has formed a cocoon.But the Zhang family only accepts the best cocoons, which are pure white and extremely thick.Picked up in this way, only one or two out of ten will remain.

"It's time-consuming and labor-intensive to choose in this way, so why?" Wu Xie asked puzzled.

Zhang Haike, who was on the side, was busy watching the servants select the scales, and laughed when he heard Wu Xie's words: "Mr. Wu doesn't know something. This silk is just like people, and there are distinctions between superior and inferior silk. The silk we selected is made from silkworm cocoons. It is extraordinarily fine white and easy to dye. It is the top grade of silk. Only this kind of silk can be woven into silk. And the leftovers are sent to weave silk or brocade. Use, although they are from the same root, they are created differently.”

Wu Xie seemed to be touched, but after listening to it, he fell silent.The servants brought the horse, and he took the reins and stood there, watching Zhang Qiling explain something to Zhang Haike.

Zhang Qiling knew Wu Xie's temperament, knew that he must have thought of something again, on the way back he deliberately teased him, and asked, "Do you remember the first time I saw you?"

Wu Xie smiled.

How can you not remember.

That year, Zhang Qiling was 14 years old and went to Wu's house for the first time with his uncle.

Wu Xie is no more than a horn, and his whole body is round.Behind him followed step by step, who was fatter than him, and who looked like him.At first I thought it was a brother, but later I found out that it was the nanny's son.The milk brother is also a brother, and the two of them are so good.Zhang Qiling had just returned from the countryside with his uncle, and his uncle ordered him to bring back a piece of silkworm paper with him, saying that it was for the young master of the Wu family to play with.

It was the first time Wu Xie saw this kind of thing, and it was so novel that he pestered him to ask questions.He simply said that silkworm eggs like temperature, and they can only hatch when the weather is warm.

The two of them walked away solemnly as if they had received the imperial decree.As a result, no one could be found until eating.Finally, I found it behind the kitchen. The two were sitting against the fire wall of the kitchen, their expressions were very solemn, and they didn't move.Wu Xie was still covered with banana leaves, and his posture was like a hen in a nest.After asking, I found out that the two were hatching silkworms here.

The family couldn't help laughing, and he also felt that the young master was very interesting.Later at the dinner table, Wu Xie's grandfather asked him why he hid behind the kitchen. Wu Xie pointed at him and answered solemnly: "Brother Zhang told me that silkworms can only come out when the temperature is right."

His uncle laughed until he dropped his chopsticks: "Xiao Xie, you only know one thing, but you don't know the other thing. The silkworm eggs are the most taboo of oily smoke. Even if you hatch there, you won't live long."

After hearing this, Wu Xie pursed her lips, wanting to cry.His father coughed on the seat and stopped it immediately, but his face was still sad.

Zhang Qiling had no choice but to whisper in his ear: "It's okay, I'll come out after Qingming."

Wu Xie turned to look at him, sniffed, but still murmured: "Really?"

He nodded, and nodded again.

From the spring of that year, he went to Wu's house frequently.Wu Xie entrusted him with the great business of raising silkworms, so every time he went, he always asked his servants to carry a load of mulberry leaves.The days flowed like water, and those silkworm eggs finally spun silk and formed cocoons. Because they were few, they were allowed to break through their cocoons and fly away.

During the period, two were taken away by birds, Wu Xie couldn't protect him, and cried loudly in front of him again.

The once crying child has now grown into a prudent young man.Seeing that he is a scholar, he is a scholar, he learns more and more, but talks less and less, he always feels regretful.

It's a pity, and I don't know what to fill it with.