The Rise of the Cold Gate in the Eastern Jin Dynasty

Chapter 58
The warm wind is blowing, and the lake breeze is blowing. From Fenglin Ferry, along the canal to the west side, you can faintly see a vast lake, thousands of green acres, far away from the water to the sky, that is Taihu Lake.

Light boats, row upon row, cut a wave of water, from Fenglin Ferry, racing to the west.Taihu Lake in March is a great time, it is the best time of the year, or invite three or five friends, drink a glass of light wine on the lake, lie drunk on the lake and mountains, or walk on the waves, just enjoy the lake view and take a sip The lake breeze is also good.

Returning to Fenglindu from Huayuan, it was not long until noon. Even if the fleet set off immediately, it would not reach Jinling County in the evening, so Xiao Qinzhi decided to take a rest for the night and go to the city to buy some gifts in the afternoon. Departure home early in the morning.

Xiao's two ships, one of which was carrying thousands of volumes of books brought from Huayuan, and a group of people from Anton Xiaoyun, while Xiao Qinzhi, Xiao Shu, Xu Miao, Zhao Yunfei, Hua An and others were sitting around In front of a small table at the bow, facing the maple forest, sit and drink the lake breeze, taste fragrant tea, and talk about the world.

The fat old man is good at fish, seeing many fishing boats parked at the ferry, and the fishermen are unloading the catch from the boats, so they clamored for a whole fish feast at noon to celebrate.

The fat old eight took two people to hunt on the fishing boat at the ferry, picking fresh ingredients one by one. His fat body was very busy. There were white fish, whitebait, white shrimp, stickleback, and squid
Several people gathered around the case to drink tea, and suddenly a gust of lake wind blew through the maple forest, making a "rustling" sound, Xiao Shu suddenly had an inspiration in his mind, got up feeling the feeling, wandered in the lake wind, looked up at the sky, dressed Flying in the sleeves, listening to the wind chant: "Xiaoxiao leaves maple, the rustling autumn wind is the same"

Xiao Shu, who was acting forcefully, was caught off guard.

Xiao Qinzhi's hand holding the tea froze, stopped in mid-air, and wiped his head away in embarrassment. At this moment, he finally understood the suffering of the fat old man, and couldn't help but regret opening Xiao Shu's pretended Pandora's box .

Xiao Qinzhi concealed his embarrassment by drinking tea, but Xu Miao and the others admired, "Brother Shu is so handsome."

Xiao Shu turned around and sat down, but shook his head, didn't say much, just sighed to Fenglin, as if he was regretting something.

Zhao Yunfei was puzzled and said, "Brother Shu, why is this?"

Hua An and Xu Miao were also very curious.

Xiao Shu said: "There is a saying that people in the world love flowers, green willows, mountains and rivers, and rivers. However, my fourth younger brother loves lotus alone. As the saying goes: I love lotus out of mud without being stained, and wash it well. Clear and not demonic. Although there are very few lovers of lotus, my fourth younger brother is enough. However, through the ages, there are very few people who love maple. To tell you the truth, I have only loved maple since I was a child. Taurus On the mountain, by the Fengqi Lake, every autumn, the sunset brings the brilliance, the red maple is long, the fallen leaves are thick, a glass of turbid wine, listening to the piano, it is also very beautiful. It is expected that today my fourth brother "Climbing the Maple Forest - Yonghuai" Once it comes out, during the holidays, it will inevitably attract many arty people, who will practice the nobility of maple, and the love of the rest of their lives will be destroyed, ruined—”

Unexpectedly, Xu Miao, Hua An, Zhao Yunfei and the other three were really pretended by Xiao Shu, with a look of sadness and sadness. Zhao Yunfei, who has no eyesight, also admired: "Brother Shu is a man of integrity, I am not as good as it."

Xiao Qinzhi couldn't bear to look directly at him, and said foully in his heart: "Fuck! Fuck! He pretended to be the fuck again! This pretender really knows how to seize the moment."

Xu Miao looked at the maple forest in front of him, felt what Xiao Shu said, and asked, "Brother Qin, does the maple forest in this poem belong to your family, or this place?"

It's fine to bear to watch Xiao Shu pretending to be coercive, but to lie for him, if it wasn't for his second brother, Xiao Qinzhi would have exposed it without hesitation.

Xiao Qinzhi secretly glared at Xiao Shu, the pretender, and said against his will: "Of course it's here."

Hua An acted as if he already knew about it, and hurriedly said: "Xianmin, I think you are confused, I still have to guess, it must be Fenglindu."

Zhao Yunfei said: "Brother An, why do you say that?"

Hua An eloquently launched a detailed analysis, saying: "Think about it, in the first two lines of the poem, the season is spring, and it is in this season that the Zhihe River runs through Wuxi City from north to south, and divides it into the east. And the west of the city corresponds to Thirty Hexi and Forty Hedong, as for the last sentence, you don’t need to say much, you understand.”

Then he asked with a smile: "Brother Qin, am I right?"

Xiao Qinzhi was stunned when he heard this, and thought: "So I did it like this." He nodded in confusion and said: "Brother An, what you say makes sense."

Xu Miao said: "Yu Duai's lotus comes out of the mud without being stained, and the clean ripples are not demonic. This article is the latest work of Brother Qin?"

This was what Xiao Qinzhi praised his fifth brother casually in the school that day, but Xiao Shu listened to it again. At this time Xu Miao asked, Xiao Qinzhi couldn't help but feel pained, and said with excuses: "If you have a little gain, you can return it." Not Perfection."

Xu Miao didn't want to finish it, and he was very regretful.

As the time approached noon, under the arrangement of the fat old man, the whole fish banquet was served on the food table. Fresh delicacies often only need the simplest cooking method without seasoning.

In the middle of the meal, a servant from Huayuan came to report quickly, saying that Mr. Hua vomited blood and fell into a coma. Hua An bid farewell before finishing the meal, and hurried away with the servant.

The fat old man muttered, "Fourth brother, you said that old thing, could you be mad at him?"

Xiao Shu snorted coldly, and said: "Old Ba, don't call Hua Shijun unreasonably."

The fat old man glared at Xiao Shu resentfully.

Xu Miao said: "It shouldn't happen, but Brother Qin's poem really made Fahrenheit lose face."

Zhao Yunfei whispered: "I think it's very possible. Let me tell you, don't tell others. When Hua Shijun was in office, he promoted a man named Zhang Wen. Later, Hua Shijun was idle at home. Back to Zhang Wen, I was eager to go home for the funeral. I passed by Wuxi, but I didn’t go to see Mr. Hua. When he is an official, he should be a teacher, a teacher for a day, and a father for the rest of his life, how can he go back to the bereaved mother without seeing his father first."

"And Mr. Hua doesn't want to see the northerners. He has never conquered the northerners, and he doesn't want to see me and other poor people."

Zhao Yunfei said furtively for a while, and there was a lot of black information about Mr. Hua, and the fat old man asked curiously: "Brother Yunfei, how did you know that?"

"To tell you the truth, my family was a businessman in the Three Wus, and when Hua Shijun was in office, my father and Hua Shijun often came and went, so I occasionally heard about it." Zhao Yunfei said with a little inferiority.

"Oh, so that's the case." The fat old eight thought deeply.

Zhao Yunfei saw that the people did not show any contempt for his family's business, and broke out more violent news, saying: "Do you know that every time my father enters Huayuan to meet Mr. Hua, he loses a few catties when he comes out?"

"On the side of the Huayuan near the Hui'an Temple, most of the newly built manors in recent years were built by merchants from the Three Wus. However, in the usual words of the envoy Hua, most of his words were harsh to us and the merchants, and there was no good thing to say."

From Zhao Yunfei's words, it is not difficult to conclude that Hua Shijun is a mean, narrow-minded person, but Xiao Qinzhi felt a wave of panic when he heard it. It’s just a vaguely cursing poem, the old man was the prefect of a county at least, so he wouldn’t be so small, so he shouldn’t be scolded? Could it be that he was on drugs?”

Xu Miao pondered and said, "This - don't be afraid of [-], just in case, if you don't like Brother Qin, you can go back to Wujin, and Governor Xie can take care of you."

The fat old eight said with a guilty conscience: "Fourth brother, why don't we"

Zhao Yunfei persuaded: "Brother Qin, you have neither a fixed product nor an official, it is best to go back first. Hua Shijun has a son named Huajiao, who is the brother of Hua'an's clan. I heard Hua'an once said, Huajiao is very small-minded, relying on Huashi's power, running rampant in Wuxi, bullying men and women, bullying the weak, I'm afraid they will come to trouble you."

Xiao Qinzhi was a little guilty by Zhao Yunfei's words, the main reason is that Xiao Yun's mother and son are still on the boat, otherwise there is no need to worry, there are six uncles, seven uncles, nine uncles and sixty songs on board, where can they go?
As the saying goes, a good man doesn't suffer from immediate losses. No matter whether it is or not, Xiao Qinzhi decided to leave first, and said in a deep voice: "In that case, let's go back to Wujin first. Xianmin, Yun Fei, come to Wujin as a guest when you have time."

Xu Miao and Zhao Yunfei's expressions eased, and Qi Qi said: "Brother Qin's invitation will definitely live up to his hospitality."

(End of this chapter)