In late summer and early autumn, the chirping of cicadas is still not heard, but there is a slight sense of sadness in the chirping, as if knowing that the end of life is coming. In the evening, the wind and clouds in Shengjing suddenly changed, and dark clouds began to slowly envelope

The sky was still clear in the afternoon, and people couldn't help but sigh that God's will is really unpredictable. There is a big house that has stood for a hundred years in the middle of the downtown. Looking down from above, there are calyxes, pavilions, green water, and several secluded bamboo poles waiting for the wind.

The heavy building has ancient tunes, and the corridor has three folds with strange rocks, showing the grandeur of the century-old government everywhere.

"Father, it's going to rain soon."

Wen Shijie stood in the corridor of 'Tingjiao Pavilion', looked up and sighed: "Yes." Today, Wen Shijie was dressed in a purple robe with a dark bamboo pattern. Next to him stood his youngest son Wen Xiuqi, who had just returned home.

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Originally, the place where they were standing was called "Tingyu Pavilion", and banana trees were planted all around the pavilion. When the old prime minister was still here, every rainy season, whenever he had free time, he would go to the pavilion to soak in a pot of tea for a long time and listen to the rain quietly.

Basho's voice made me unable to leave the pavilion until the rain stopped. Rumor has it that the old man and the old lady met by chance when they were young. It was because the old lady forgot to bring her rain gear when she went out and was trapped in a pavilion and encountered the same situation.

Wen Chengjing. The pavilion was surrounded by banana trees. Sometimes fate is so wonderful. It could be said that they fell in love at first sight. They listened to the rain hitting the banana trees all afternoon together and exchanged poems and songs for several hours.

After just one encounter, they identified each other, and after many efforts, the lovers finally got married. Unfortunately, the old lady died of a sudden illness before she reached her forties. In order to have a place to live in, the old man was very grateful to me.

In order to miss him, he built a "Tingyu Pavilion" in the house according to his own memory. No one would disturb the old man when he was listening to the rain. What a coincidence that day, Sun Wenxiurong, the eldest son of the Wen family, had afternoon class.

Finally, unwilling to take a nap, he secretly ran out to play while the servants in the house were not paying attention. After a while, it started to rain heavily. Wen Xiurong, who was only 5 years old at the time, touched the "Tingyu Pavilion" by himself.

Seeing his grandfather sitting there quietly alone, the young Wen Xiurong timidly asked: "Grandpa, what are you doing?"

"Huh? Rong'er is here, and grandpa is listening to the rain!"

"Listen to the rain? What sound does the rain make?"

"Haha, the sound of rain hitting banana leaves. Rong'er listen carefully, sometimes it's heavy and sometimes it's light, it's almost non-existent. Isn't it very elegant?"

The young Wen Xiurong didn't know what elegance was. He tilted his head and listened carefully for a moment before asking: "Grandpa, why isn't it called 'Tingjiao Pavilion'?" After that, 'Tingyu Pavilion' was changed to 'Tingyu Pavilion'.

Jiao Pavilion', it can be seen how much Prime Minister Wen loves this eldest grandson.

"Father, is my eldest brother coming back?"

"Well, it's almost time. I guess there should be some disaster relief and aftermath matters. I expect to return to Beijing in early September." After a pause, Wen Shijie asked again: "I heard that you were punished in front of the imperial court a while ago?"

"Yes, father. It's the son's own fault. It's just that it concerns the Queen, so he inevitably lost his sense of proportion." After Wen Xiuqi finished speaking, he lowered his head slightly.

"You are still young and can't hold your breath. Your Majesty, the Holy Might, how can you comment? You really don't understand the rules."

"Yes, this is what my father taught me. When my son opened his mouth that day, he knew that he had made a big mistake and regretted it. No matter how the emperor punished him, he would never complain."

"If you want your ministers to die, they all have to die. What does Concubine Liang mean by speaking like this in front of the emperor? Don't you understand? You still want to hit the muzzle of the gun. The emperor is merciful, so he only sent you to kneel in front of the palace. If you follow your father's wishes

It is best to give him thirty punishments and send him to Shenxing Temple for service.

"What the father taught him was that his son would never dare to do it again."

Wen Shijie glanced at his youngest son and stopped talking. He looked up at the sky and thought that the sky has been so unpredictable recently. Wen Xiuqi watched his father stop talking and stood quietly beside him.
Chapter completed!