Wear ancient times with a house

Chapter 303 Peony Garden

Song Yun stepped on the shoulder and patted the elder brother's shoulder, and then patted the second brother's shoulder, encouraging:

"Brothers, look at how well this character is written and how popular it is, otherwise you should learn it too?"

Song Nian's handwriting, it's hard to say what artistic attainments, one is because of limited conditions when he was studying, and the other is because he has tried his best to take the imperial examination, so he only practiced the pavilion and pavilion.

When it comes to Song Ce and Song Zhen, the situation is much better.

If the grandfather of the Song family is the first generation, who works hard to support the family; Song Nian is the second generation, who raises the family class through the sea of ​​questions and tactics; Quality education must be grasped with both hands, and both hands must be hardened.

Song Yun, as an ancient girl whose cultural level was not too high in the society, has precious copybooks to practice calligraphy, although it is a fluke.

Then, Song Ce and Song Zhen wanted to set up a family and continue the imperial examination to consolidate their family status. Naturally, Song Nian specially found a copybook for them.

However, those copybooks must not be compared with the Great Confucianism.

Song Nian said to his sons and daughters with half pity and longing:

"It's a pity that you were born too late and didn't have the chance to meet Pei Gong. When I was studying, although Pei Gong was still alive, I didn't have the chance to meet him. I never even saw a pair of his own calligraphy.

Now that I see the articles inscribed with his characters, it is good to read more.When I got back to the city, I tried to find a way to shop around to see if I could buy Pei Gong’s copybooks, even the reprinted ones. Although it lost a bit of charm, the frame structure of the calligraphy is still worth savoring. "

Qi Feng nodded and waited for Song Nian to finish before adding:

"I know where there is a replica for sale, and I will take you there when the time comes.

Moreover, although you have no chance to meet Pei Gong, you are the same age as his great-grandson, which is also a kind of fate. "

Song Nian really didn't pay attention to this aspect.

In fact, whether it is the provincial examination, the government examination, the public examination, or the palace examination, everyone can't help but inquire about the situation of the competitors, from family background to previous achievements, to the poems and prose that have been handed down, and they can't wait to analyze with a magnifying glass.

But during the provincial and government examinations, it would be useful for Song Nian to inquire about it. After all, he was already among the best at that time, and if he had the confidence to be on the list, he would expect to be in the top few exams, or even No.1.

But during the imperial examination, Song Nian didn't inquire about it at all.

Inquire about what?Inquire about the origins of family studies and serve as officials for generations?Or ask someone who can compose poetry at the age of three and write essays at the age of six?
It's not creating anxiety.

So, Song Nian finished all the exams, and didn't pay attention to the situation of other Gong students, except for one, that is Huiyuan.

It just so happened that Huiyuan's surname was Pei, and he was still a very young man.

The surname matches, the age is about twenty, even the appearance is imposing, and it matches the beauty that Pei Gong has always been praised by people.

and so……

Song Nian looked at Qi Feng:

"Is it Huiyuan?"

Qi Feng nodded.

Song Nian's heart instantly felt as if he had chewed a hundred and eighty lemons, it was so sour.

Good looks, good family background, good knowledge, smooth sailing.

Seeing her father's sour expression, Song Yun couldn't help but sigh: people are more angry than others.

Song Nian, Zhao Yanlin, and Wang Qi also belonged to the winners in life, most of them were seventy or eighty and failed the exam, such as the unlucky old man who fainted in the number room and was almost burned to death.

But at this time, it is somewhat uncomfortable to know that there is such a crushing life winner in the same year.

Stop talking about these things, and after admiring the inscription at the door, the group stepped into the peony garden.

It must be that the peonies are in full bloom, and the city is full of joy.

The peony, known as the national beauty and heavenly fragrance, does have its reasons for being admired.

In the midst of such large, layered, silky petals, it's easy to lose your mind amidst the clouds of fragrance.

Song Yun is like this, she actually doesn't know the peony four nobles, Yao Huangwei Zidoulu, let alone Mo Sajin, Baixueta, Tongquechun, and Shouanhong, but maybe it's better not to know.

Because she doesn't need to use secular standards to judge whether it is expensive or not, she just needs to appreciate different beauties from the bottom of her heart.

After admiring the peonies, Song Nian and the three of them also bought a first-case red each. You can tell from the name that it is more auspicious, and it is very suitable for those prospective scholars who are waiting for the results of the imperial examination to comfort themselves.

Almost every year when the examination is held, flower farmers will deliberately breed more first-case reds to harvest leeks for a group of scholars, and they can harvest a full harvest every time.

Others picked a few at random and pinned them on their hair buns or on their collars. At this time, no matter men or women, they all looked very pretty with this vigorously blooming peony on their bodies.

Song Yun is petite and her hair is not long enough, so she only combed two small tunics, so naturally she can't have a beautiful big flower like Shen and the others.

She picked and picked, and chose a small flower bud that was just about to bloom, which faintly revealed some bright yellow color, and the outside was the light green of the leaves, not bad, very suitable for a little girl like her.

Asking Shen to pin it to her ear, she felt that it was so beautiful, she couldn't help but go to the side of the pond, reflecting on the water, and admire it.

These flower sellers are all nearby villagers, and they are also flower farmers. Although they also cultivate land, raise silkworms and weave hemp, many families earn most of their annual income from peonies.

Because of this peony garden, the surrounding economy has been brought up.

Especially in spring and summer, if you grow high-quality flowers, you will sell them to the peony garden for exhibition; if you grow ordinary flowers, you can pick fresh flowers from the branches and put them in baskets for sale.

Those that can neither be viewed nor sold are also useful. Those that are a little shriveled or have an unattractive flower shape can be marinated with honey or sugar into peony sauce, which can be sold directly or used to make flower cakes, which is another kind of income.

Of course, the best way to eat peony is to dry it and make tea, or put one or two peonies in the cooking time to enhance the fragrance.

Now that everyone has come to visit, it is natural to buy some peony tea and peony sauce peony flower cakes to taste.

Song Yun felt that it was not as suitable as roses or sweet-scented osmanthus for sweets, but once in a while, there was something special about it.

At dusk, the tourists left one after another, and their group was no exception. They were going to tidy up in the rented courtyard, have a meal, and rest early.

If you still have energy tomorrow, you can go to the nearby flower farmer's house to have a look. It is also good to buy a few pots and take them home.

It's a pity that thinking about it is never as fast as the situation changes.

Early the next morning, after dinner, I set up a car to go to the village where the flower growers lived. I heard from a family who rented a yard nearby that an emergency military situation was sent to the capital early in the morning.

(End of this chapter)