Chapter 7 (This chapter is free)

At this time, everything was settled. Cui Zhili was about to announce the end of the clan meeting, but he heard Cui Po say, "Clan leader, I have something to report to you."

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"After my family's ancestors died, they hid under the clan, and my mother and son were able to protect me. I was so grateful that my family was very merciful. The doctor thought that they needed careful care and care. The foolish mother and son were favored by the family, so they really didn't dare to ask for anything else. Tonight, I am already an adult, so I ask the patriarch and elders to allow me to do something I can find in the clan, so that I can provide my mother with filial piety."

"Never mind." When Cui Po looked back, his mother walked up and said, "Although you are already an adult, you are young after all. You should study poetry and books hard. You don't have to worry about the affairs of your family. Even if you are more difficult, you can live. If you waste your studies, what will I look like to meet your miserable father?" Cui Lu's words were not finished, and he was sobbing in excitement.

Everyone saw that she was haggard and her clothes were old, but she was washed clean and her style was the same as she was a few years ago. This sentence made people feel sad and unconscious.

"Mother, my son has made up his mind and can read the book anytime. The doctor said yesterday that you can't suffer any more. Otherwise, even if I pass the Jinshi in the future, how can I feel at ease? Don't persuade me again. Besides, if you have ambition to study, you can learn everywhere. My son will definitely not waste his studies. Please rest assured."

Cui Zhili became more and more surprised. The young man surprised himself many times today. Although he was young, he was very calm. He served his mother very filial and sincerely, and he was quite talented in poetry. Now it seems that this son has settled down and is grateful for his protection for his two sons, so he wanted to help him. He said, "Brother and sister-in-law, don't persuade him anymore. Although his nephew is young, he has the spirit of benevolence and filial piety in his family. It should not be too unfavorable to his thoughts. He has a heart full of heart. There is still a lack of one in the library in the clan. Let him go! This will not cause a waste of his studies."

When Cui Lu saw the clan leader say this, he still didn't understand the care of this. So he stopped talking and asked Cui Po to thank him for a gift. Soon, the clan meeting ended. Cui Po received the silver reward and returned home in his clothes. He handed half of the silver to his mother and the other half to Cherry, and told her that no matter what the wife ordered every day, she would always buy some good food to nourish her body.

Since Cui Po first showed his strength today, and when he saw the prize, he was very different in the eyes of the two little girls, and he had the atmosphere of the head of the family. Cherry naturally nodded. That night, Cui Po chatted with his mother for a long time and repeatedly promised that he would not lose his studies, which made Cui Lu feel relieved.

The next day, Cui Po got up Juezao, packed his clothes and went straight to the clan school. The library was located in the other professions of the clan school. This building lasted for more than a hundred years, and now there are more than 50,000 books of various kinds. It was originally managed by four clans. However, one of them was already elderly and unable to move. Cui Po came in. Because it was taken care of by people all year round, it was not very dirty, and there were not too many daily tasks. Just be careful of the fire candle. The building was three floors high and all were made of bluestone. Originally, there were no one living on the third floor, but there were two people on the first and second floors. Cui Po lived on the third floor, and there were only one table, one chair, and one couch. Everything was cleaned up. It was almost noon. Cui Po was about to go downstairs and had dinner with those people, but Sirong held the corner of the skirt in one hand and took the food box in the other hand and walked up with a reserved attitude.

"Sirong, why are you here? Isn't the class not going to start today?" Cui Po asked in surprise.

"It's not all for you that I pestered my mother and asked Uncle Liu to send me here." Sirong thought to herself, but said in her mouth: "Cousin, a few days ago, the gentleman asked us to study "The Analects of Confucius" and there are a few sentences I don't understand. Cousin, can you tell me?" He pointed to the food box in his hand and said: "This is the yellow flowers, raised white fish that my mother cooked for me when she left today, but it's so fresh! I just asked Uncle Liu to heat it up again, so please eat it!"

Although Cui Po was an orphan in his later generations, he was not withdrawn. Compared to now, he had a different kind of freedom and freedom. He also liked this cute little girl very much. He didn't restrain himself. He took the food box from her and opened it on the table. In addition to the white fish with a raised mouth, there was a small plate of orchid beans, a plate of vinegar and white taro, and a small bottle of wine and two small cups. He took it out and it was all hot. He was grateful for her feelings, but he didn't say anything in his mouth. He poured the wine on his face. Sirong sat down and drank a glass of rice. It was originally just a sweet mouth, but the wine tasted light. He held a piece of white fish and felt that it was tender in his mouth, just like the next generation. He asked: "Sirong, do you know why this fish is called white mouth?"

Sirong was counting the orchid beans with his head down, but he never left his cousin in the corner of his eyes. When he asked, he said strangely: "As the name suggests, it is because its mouth is raised!"

"That is, this fish has a wide and upturned mouth, which is named after it. It has a narrow body, small scales and dense scales. It does not eat water grass and river mud in the water, but specializes in fish and shrimp. It was originally a fish that eats fish and is extremely fierce. Therefore, this fish has no earthy smell of mud grass in the water. Its meat is sweet and suitable for steaming. I thought that only in the Han River can there be such a good thing, but I didn't expect that this place in Hebei can actually be found." Cui Po's hometown in later generations was originally the shore of the Han River, and this fish is not common. I never thought that I would see this thing again at this time and here, and I felt very sad.

"Cousin, you know so much! My mother also said that this fish is not easy to beat. He has teeth in his mouth and can often bite the fishing net and escape, but the meat is delicious and steamed. Since you like it, eat more." After saying that, he handed the meat to Cui Po. Soon he had eaten the fish clean and talked about some idle things to Sirong, making her face dyed red by wine and smiled.

After the meal, Sirong refused to let Cui Po get up, put away the dishes and took out a book. <>. Cui Po saw that the place where her fingers were not obscure, and she did not doubt that there was it. She explained it carefully to her. But occasionally when she looked up, she saw Sirong not paying attention to the book, and her eyes fell on her.

Since then, Cui Po began to work and read half-time. He was responsible for taking care of the books on the third floor, searching for them himself, and re-arranged the books according to the classification method of later generations, and looked them one by one according to his own interests. When there was nothing to do, he practiced calligraphy all day long, so he re-annotated the <> he recited that day. The difference from the previous book is that after each chapter, he furthered the discussion and elaborated on it, which set a precedent in the format of the book.

That night, I reviewed the Book of Zhou Yi, and even reviewed the Najia divination method. I was addicted to the word "coding" and "coding" and felt that the principle was unfathomable, and life was too elusive. Looking up, I saw a bright moon outside the window, scattering the ground in the distance on the bamboo forest. I was tired of sitting, so I pushed the scroll up, picked the bamboo silhouette made from the wall, and walked slowly downstairs. Everything around was quiet, so I was ready to go on a quiet night trip.

Following the path to the bamboo forest, the night wind blows gently, and a little coldness comes through the spring shirt, and the mind becomes more and more quiet. In this tranquility, I only feel that I understand the past and present, but I don’t know what night tonight, what body to be today, and what matters in the future are mixed, and I suddenly go away, as if I am thinking about everything, but I can’t remember anything. Before I knew that there was a light of water in front of me, but I had already passed through the bamboo forest to the peach blossom stream.

This Peach Blossom Creek originates from Erlong Mountain. Peach trees are planted around the stream. Depending on the mountain trend, the varieties of peach trees are different, and the flowering period is also different. In a stream, there are colorful peach blossoms all day long. There is also a small fish that is not as long as chopsticks. It is pink like peach blossoms and rouge, which is very beautiful. It is named Peach Blossom Petals. The stream is named Peach Blossom Creek, which is also where Cui Po loves all day long.

I stood in front of the stream, and heard the rustling sound of the stream in my ears. In the faint light of the water, the peach blossoms that bloomed on the branches yesterday were just as water fell down, but I don’t know where it would fall into mud? For a moment, inexplicable melancholy surged into my heart, and he lowered the Xiao under my lips, and a song slowly flowed out of my heart. Xiao Yin was thick, passing through the bamboo forest behind me. The bamboo shoots in the forest blew gently and swayed slightly, just like a harmonious relationship with him.

A faint sorrow and a shallow pity surged into my heart, and the song became more and more gentle and charming. After one song, I felt that my feelings were not over. I chanted in a singular voice: "When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky with wine..." When I remembered "The moon has its phases and waxing, people have joys and sorrows, I hope people will live long and share the beauty of the moon together thousands of miles away." I felt that I was not enough, and I still chanted it again and again. The things in life were deeply touched by these twenty-three words, and all the energy in my heart was dissipated.

When Cui Po was just thinking about his mind, he suddenly heard a whisper in the Yingying behind him: "Cousin, what kind of song are you chanting? It sounds so nice, but this style is strange." Cui Po turned around and looked at it. Sirong was accompanied by a girl in yellow, not far behind him, but he didn't know how long it had been.

"Is this cousin chanting randomly, where is he really doing it? Is this?" Cui Po asked at the girl in green in confusion and looked at the green girl in question.

"Oh! This is Silan, the daughter of my second uncle. She originally lived in Chang'an City. This time she was free to pay homage to her ancestors. Today, we came to see my stubborn man. We were so happy to chat and went to sleep. Seeing a good moonlight, my cousin was going to travel at night, I led her to see Taohua Creek. Cousin, it turns out that you can blow the blew! You still blow so well, why don't you tell me..." Sirong is still noisy here, Cui Po looked at her carefully and saw Silan with a lively sweeper, with an oval face, and a moon-and-a-half-moon-shaped eyebrows on her forehead. She is really more beautiful than Hua. She is from a noble family standing there, as quiet as a quiet orchid, and is slightly older than Sirong, just like herself.

Cui Poyin was the first time he met, so he stepped forward and bowed: "I can't sleep, so I came here for a walk, and Xiao Qu used this crudeness to distract himself from his own heart, but he didn't want to disturb the two of you're traveling. Unfortunately, the scenery can only be used in the word "quiet". If the weather is clear, in the morning, the water vapor above the stream is full of water, and the petals of the fallen flowers and petals in the stream are carrying down the fish, which is a different kind of beautiful scenery." Seeing that he said many words, Lu Silan just didn't say anything, and saw her wearing a yellow dress, like the moon under the moonlight

Cage the cold veil. Cui Po also knew that the fabric was light and thin during the Sui and Tang Dynasties. He emphasized that "the thin clouds were rolled up first, and the cicadas turned light in their wings." She held up her yellow shirt as if nothing was left, and she thought it was like smoke. It was made of the best light veil produced in Haozhou. Only this shirt was enough for the family for a year. Look at her thick clothes. Then she smiled mockly and secretly regretted in her heart: "It's a pity that such a woman actually used clothes to win others." She waved to Sirongluo and left.

Sirong saw her cousin turn around and opened her mouth, trying to keep him, but she was shy and couldn't say it. In a moment, the white clothes had passed by the bamboo forest and could no longer see it. She had to retract her gaze and said to Silan: "Sister Lan, you are really! Why are your cousin talking to you and never answered?" But she didn't hear the answer. She was stunned and pushed a little, and Silan woke up. Seeing that the young man in white clothes in front of her was gone, the little sister Sirong looked at her with a righteous look and asked, "Who is he? Where is the human?"

Sirong was speechless for a while and explained to her, and asked, "Sister Lan, why are you stunned? My cousin didn't answer you even if he spoke to you?" Silan suddenly realized her rudeness, stammered for a few words, and dealt with it. At this point, the two of them had no interest in their lives, so they turned back to rest early.
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