The Reborn Duke of Ming Dynasty

When the day comes out, the Yellow River comes up from the sky.

People living in the Hetao area ushered in such an early morning again!But people didn't get up at this time. In order to survive, the ancient working people had to get up early in the sun and return home in the middle of the moon.

The same is true for Zhang's mother, who got up before dawn to make breakfast for Zhang Fan, and went to the market early to buy cheap and fresh vegetables.Then there is still a lot of work waiting for her to do.When Zhang Fan got up and saw the breakfast on the table, he couldn't help feeling a burst of emotion in his heart!

It is said that the plan for a day lies in the morning, after Zhang Fan had breakfast, following his original memory and physical habits, he went into the study unknowingly, picked up the book and began to read while shaking his head.It's not Zhang Fan's pretentious posture, but a habit developed by his body over the years. He shakes his head when he reads a book, and if he doesn't shake his head, he feels uncomfortable all over his body.

When it was almost noon, my mother came back and started cooking.The lunch wasn't considered rich, but Zhang Fan had a big appetite, and he ate with great enjoyment.Seeing Zhang Fan eating so happily and seeing her son enjoying the food she cooked so much, mother Zhao was filled with joy, but she kept saying, "Slow down, slow down, don't choke."

Just as Zhang Fan was about to speak, a vegetable leaf stuck to his throat and he started coughing.Mrs. Zhao quickly brought a bowl of water for Zhang Fan to drink.

"Look at this child, eat slowly, and no one will grab you, so what if you choke something good or bad!" The mother blamed.

Zhang Fan smiled embarrassingly, and started gobbling again.

"Your child is good in everything, and now you have some achievements in studying, but eating is like being reincarnated from a hungry ghost." Zhao said so, but still smiling.

"What about eating? Eating a piece of food slowly is not enough to make you feel full. You will have more time to do things when you are done eating." Zhang Fan quibbled, "What's more, the food that mother cooks is so delicious that you can't stop if you want to slow down."

"Slick tongue, in the future, I will rely on your mouth to marry me a capable daughter-in-law for the Zhang family to carry on the family line, otherwise I will not spare you." Mother Zhang cursed half expectantly.

"Mom, look where you've been talking!" Zhang Fan felt a little embarrassed, and retorted, "I'm only twenty this year...it's too early!"

"It's getting late, you see that the youngest son of Uncle Li next door is younger than you, no, he even has a child!" said the mother.

"How can that be compared!" Zhang Fan said, "Mother, don't worry, when I achieve something, I will not disappoint my mother's sustenance. Right now, it is better for the child to focus on his studies." Zhang Fan did not listen to his mother for the first time. if.

Although Mrs. Zhao also knew Zhang Fan's thoughts and supported her son's decision, she would always think about it in her heart.

After lunch, my mother cleaned up and went back to the house to do needlework.Zhang Fan never had the habit of taking a nap. He walked around outside the city and looked at the scenery outside.Zhang Fan's family lives in Anhua County, and there is not much farmland around the county, but there are large fields outside the village in the distance.Although it is noon now, there is still an endless stream of people coming to the market at the gate of the county seat.This is true for a county in the northwestern frontier, which shows the large population of Ming Dynasty!

"Yuande!" Zhang Fan was looking at the crowd entering and leaving the city gate, when he suddenly heard someone calling him, he turned around and saw Mr. Wang in the city, Zhang Fan used to ask some questions often.

"It turned out to be sir, why are you walking around here?"

"I'm old, and I had a serious illness last year. The doctor said that the old man sat by the desk for a long time and didn't move around. No, I just came here for a walk." Mr. Wang said, "How was the rural examination yesterday?"

"Mr. Xie is concerned. There was no serious problem in the provincial examination yesterday. It's just that this year is the first year of the new emperor, and there are many more people taking the examination." Zhang Fan replied.

"Oh, that's natural. After all, that's why scholars study hard for ten years."

"Why doesn't the old man go?" Zhang Fan asked.

"Oh, I'm old, not to mention that I can't walk that far, but even if I can go, I don't have that kind of thought in my heart." Mr. Wang sighed.

"Mr. is old and strong, why are you so meager." Zhang Fan said, "Mr. is sympathetic to the people and often helps the hungry. It will be a great blessing for me to be an official in the future!"

"Yuan De's words are serious." Mr. Wang said modestly, "Back then, Yan Song was monopolizing power, and the first emperor Shizong ignored him, and the whole court was in a mess. Although it will not be rewarded in the end, the old man has lost the idea of ​​becoming an official. .Da Ming still depends on you young people!"

After talking with Mr. Wang outside the city for a long time, Zhang Fan bid farewell to Mr. Wang when it was almost time.Back home, his mother was still doing needlework. Zhang Fan watched his mother work hard and advised her to take a rest, but Zhao refused. Zhang Fan had no choice but to give up.

Zhang Fan returned to his room and began to practice calligraphy.What he came to was the Lisao Sutra written by Mi Fu.Among the masters of running script, Zhang Fan loves Mi Fu's handwriting very much. Although he doesn't appreciate his deeds as a man and an official, Mi Fu's calligraphy is indeed unique.This may be the so-called passing on words!There are no shortcuts in calligraphy. If you want to achieve something, you must spend a lot of time practicing.It turns out that Zhang Fan has been writing since he knew how to write, and it has been uninterrupted for more than ten years now, and the current Zhang Fan has reason to continue.In ancient China, people with good handwriting often had a great advantage.

Zhang Fan found that maybe he was really a piece of material for reading, whether it was modern science and economics or ancient classics and history, ink and calligraphy, Zhang Fan was interested in learning, and he was not at all restless.But the current body does not know what is wrong, it can remember everything it sees, it can be said that it has a photographic memory.Even practicing calligraphy, after reading the original post, Zhang Fan could clearly remember the direction of every stroke.

Zhang Fan was immersed in this piece of world until the sun was setting and the sky was getting dark. When his mother came to tell him that it was time for dinner, Zhang Fan stopped writing.

After dinner, Zhang Fan went back to the study, lit the oil lamp, and continued to study.But the mother was reluctant to light another lamp, so she leaned aside and continued to do needlework. She wanted to do more work and earn more money, so as to save for Zhang Fan's future marriage.Zhang's mother watched her son concentrate on reading, and she turned on the wick from time to time to make the light more abundant.

When it was close to Haishi, Zhang Fan was a little sleepy. He saw that his mother was still working. He was afraid that she would be tired, so he packed his books and prepared to rest.Zhang's mother looked at it, it was already late at night, and she felt very sleepy after a day's work, so she packed her things and went back to sleep.

This is the daily life of the mother and son. Although they are poor and simple, they enjoy this kind of tranquility.Many years later, Zhang Fan missed this kind of life very much, but he could never return to this place!