first minister

Chapter 96

The wharf in Zigui County is like an oiran who opens the door to welcome guests. Just after sending off a group of young masters, another ship of nobles arrives.

When the boat of the Su family's building docked at the pier, there was no extravagant battle like yesterday's gathering by the white clouds.

It's not that Miss Su's reputation is not as good as Bai Yunbian's, on the contrary, the reputation of Dongting Pearl is far better than that of the number one son of Yunmeng State who changes every year or two, not to mention that the number one son is still a sophomore.

It's just that for the sake of safety, not many people knew about Su Yanyan's travels. After going around and re-entering the boundary of Yunmeng State, the flag of the Su family has not yet been hung on the boat.

On the pier, there was only one person waiting, and it was the person who was sent by Mr. Xun in advance to make contact.

When the boat stopped, a few well-dressed guards ran down quickly and set up the wide sampan. Mr. Xun, a scribe in white, walked down slowly. The man quickly saluted and greeted him. Mr. Xun nodded slightly, not arrogantly, and asked in a warm voice: "Is it all arranged?"

The man's expression froze, he cupped his hands and said: "Mr. Hui's words have been arranged, but now Mrs. Luo is in prison."

Mr. Xun frowned slightly, "Why?"

"The Luo family went to court because of a family matter. Unexpectedly, the Zigui county magistrate relied on someone to back him up. He didn't even give my Su family any face, and directly put Mrs. Luo in prison. Therefore, the Luo family was in a panic for a while. However, the young lady and the gentleman moved in because they thought highly of the Luo family, and no one in the Luo family dared to complain."

"It's just saving face if you don't move."

A cold and calm voice sounded slowly, Su Yanyan dressed in white fox fur, walked down from the sampan slowly, looked at the man, and said without anger, "There is no need to bring personal feelings, what happened, please tell me in detail."

The man hurriedly cupped his hands in salute, and then told the story in detail.

After hearing what happened clearly, everyone in the Su family, who were originally a little annoyed by the man's previous words, fell silent.

Su Yanyan sighed softly, "Since grandpa left, you seem to care about face very much. You always ask others to give the Su family face, and you always say that others don't give the Su family face. But the face is not to be earned, it is earned by yourself."

She looked around, "When grandpa was here, when did the Su family talk about their face like this every day?"

She stared at the river in front of her eyes, "Current events in the world are like this big river going east and west. After grandpa left, we have been standing in place for a long time. If we want it every day, can we get the face of the leader?"

"What's more, the face of the Su family doesn't protect such a person! Just because she is from the Su family, should we protect her regardless of right or wrong?"

Su Yanyan's voice was not loud, but it carried an unquestionable majesty, which made everyone around him silent, and made the man who came to sue him feel ashamed.

"This person is in the Luo family. He has disgraced my Su family. How can we go there with great fanfare?"

She looked at the man, and said in a relaxed tone: "You have really worked hard this trip, and you will be rewarded later. But now, you go to the Luo family and tell the Luo family about it."

The man felt ashamed, bowed his hands and clasped his fists, "Miss is serious, it's all the subordinate's job, so the subordinate will go now."

After the man left quickly, Su Yanyan looked at the white-clothed scribe beside him, "Uncle Xun, let's find an inn in the city to stay temporarily."

Mr. Xun looked at her with a loving smile on his face, and said gratifiedly: "Missy's remarks and demeanor are quite similar to that of the old man!"

Su Yanyan smiled wryly, "Let's go."

Everyone packed up and went straight to the city to book an inn.

The original residents of the inn also spoke kindly, compensated some expenses, and invited them to the other inns.

It's not without a bad temper, but after seeing such a big battle, he also bowed to reality and money.

Su Yanyan doesn't have any mental obsession with this kind of thing, as long as there is no bullying, she doesn't care. She sat in the room, wrote quietly for a while, and then wrote the poems of Xia Jieyuan from Sishui Prefecture whom she admired a lot.

Especially the song "When Will the Bright Moon Come?" It becomes more and more exquisite and admirable the more I watch it.

After resting for a while, there was a knock on the door, and the maid went to open the door, saw Mr. Xun, and hurriedly bowed to salute.

"Miss, are you still practicing calligraphy?"

Su Yanyan hummed, put down his pen, and walked to the table. The well-trained maids had already poured two cups of tea, and each handed a cup to each of them.

"Uncle Xun went to find out the situation?"

"Sure enough, I can't hide it from the eldest lady."

Then he told Su Yanyan what he learned.

Although the Su family will not shelter those who break the law simply because of their blood, the situation still needs to be clearly understood. If that Luo Su family is really a family member who has been wronged, they will not help him. This is the foundation of the blood relationship of the clan.

After listening to Mr. Xun's narration, Su Yanyan nodded slowly, "So, this cousin of my family really deserved what she deserved?"

"That's right, not only having an affair with another person, but also framing the daughter-in-law, plus the crime of murdering her own husband, if you really want to deal with it according to the law, I'm afraid it will be difficult."

"You can't live by doing your own crimes. If the Su family protects this kind of people, how can my Su family correct its family style?"

Su Yanyan didn't hesitate, and directly made a conclusion.

Mr. Xun smiled, "But speaking of it, this matter is indeed tortuous. If she hadn't met an expert, she would have succeeded in her plot."

Su Yanyan also hummed, "I have heard about this Baiyunbian at home. I only know that although he is talented and knowledgeable, he usually has absurd actions and wild words. I have never heard of him having such abilities. It seems that I have underestimated him."

"Indeed, this last plan is very insightful in controlling people's hearts. It's hard to imagine that it was done by a young man in his twenties."

"Brilliant talents come forth in large numbers!" Su Yanyan looked at the white-clothed scholar in front of him, "Uncle Xun, do you think the world will be chaotic or orderly in the future?"

"It doesn't matter if it's chaos or governance. The Su family has tens of thousands of people and thousands of soldiers. As long as you don't peep at the supreme position that shouldn't be peeped, you don't need to worry too much."

Su Yanyan's eyes were dim, "How can there be a wealthy family that has been difficult for hundreds of years!"

Mr. Xun was about to speak when a knock on the door interrupted their conversation.

"Miss, Mr. Xun, just now Ma Wu sent someone to report, because I couldn't wait to enter the Luo family, and the Luo family was terrified. The daughter-in-law of the Luo family didn't want to implicate the family and decided to commit suicide. Fortunately, she was rescued. Ma Wu dared not preside over it. Please give me instructions."

Hearing the words, Su Yanyan felt sorry for her, so she took a bracelet from her hand and handed it to the maid, "Tingxue, go to the Luo family, give this to the poor sister, and tell the Luo family that the Su family will not get involved in this matter, so this is an apology."

Mr. Xun added, "Remember not to reveal the identity of the eldest lady."

After finishing all this work, the two looked at each other with helplessness and compassion in their eyes.

Su Yanyan sighed softly, and the sound of the sigh drifted out of the window, and was swept away by a gust of cold wind.

The cold wind is bitter, just like this vast world, blowing away every pedestrian in the world.

The wind followed the direction of the city, rushed towards the river, was carried by the wind again, and came to the foot of a mountain dozens of miles away from Zigui County, blowing Xia Jingyun's hair into a mess.

Xia Jingyun sighed for no reason, looked at the archway in front of him, as if he had returned to the time when he was checking tickets in the scenic spot.

At this moment, he was standing at the gate of an archway, in front of him were several tall and burly guards, and ten or twenty students with clear eyes and stupid eyes.

On the archway, the four big characters [Bai Yi Qing Xiang] came into his eyes, and the discussions of those students came to his ears.

"Brother, where did the words "Qingxiang in white clothes" come from?"

"You don't even know what you're doing here?"

"I didn't see everyone coming, so I followed along!"

"You are clever. This white-clothed gentleman refers to Mr. Zhao, the owner of the White-clothed Villa. He did not gain fame, but by chance, he met His Majesty who was still in the Qiandi in Jianghu. Later, His Majesty ascended the throne and specially ordered him to enter the court as an official. However, he refused the appointment on the grounds that he was ignorant and did not pass the imperial examination. He only listened to the announcement in Beijing.

Someone at the side also nodded in agreement, "Yes, the relationship between Mr. Zhao and Mr. Su is also very good. Later, when Mr. Su became an official, he took the opportunity to propose to go back to seclusion. He built this white-clothed villa in his hometown, which is Kui Niu Mountain in front of us. His Majesty bestowed a plaque on it. Over time, this Kui Niu Mountain became a white-clothed mountain."

"This kind of character is also something we can see whenever we want?"

"Mr. Zhao himself has never passed the imperial examination. He is well aware of the suffering of scholars. He is willing to receive some talented scholars, talk to them and give advice. He even meets excellent ones, and he is willing to make a name for them. Many seniors have received their favors, and they have the great name of Baiyishan today."

"Then what are we waiting for? Why don't you go now?"

"Mr. Zhao wants to meet talented scholars. Do you think anyone can go up there? You have to submit poems, and Mr. Zhao will get the chance to climb the mountain. Look at these people standing here. Is it possible that they are praying for the blessing of the Bodhisattva? They are all thinking hard!"

Xia Jingyun was like an individual tourist who was ignoring a tour guide, silently listened to all the information, secretly thanked this kind person, and began to ponder whether he should climb the mountain to see.

After thinking about it, it was originally a trip, just to see this mountain and river figure, such a legendary person is on the top of the mountain, how could he not meet him!

However, according to this statement, this old gentleman is a character like the emperor's teacher. Such a person, I am afraid that his vision is not low!

And if this has been done for several years, the standard will become higher and higher.

Sure enough, the ignorant scholar also realized the problem, and asked in a trembling voice: "Brother, how long has Baiyi Villa been acting like this?"

"It's been more than ten years!"

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo out-of-the-predecessor!"

Such emotion caused many people around to agree, "Yes! Those of us latecomers are too disadvantaged."

"What a pity, what a pity! I was born too late!"

"Ridiculous!" Amidst howls, Bai Yunbian said coldly, "If the predecessors wrote poems, I will stop writing them? If the predecessors wrote essays, I will stop writing them? According to you, what books are you still reading! The sages have already explained all the truth!"

Xia Jingyun was a little surprised, could Bai Yunbian still be so serious?

In the next second, he retracted his opinion.

After saying this sentence, Bai Yun raised his head and looked at the servant who was not far away, "What are you still doing in a daze, my son is so outstanding, isn't it enough for you to sweep the couch to welcome him?"

Xia Jingyun:.
A group of readers: .
The servants:? ? ?

One of the old men who looked like a housekeeper looked at Baiyun, and suddenly a smile appeared in his eyes, "But the son of Bai Changshi's family?"

Bai Yunbian straightened his chest and said proudly: "A true genius doesn't bother to rely on his family, but you are right."

The students on the side talked a lot, "Who is this?"

"Oh, I see, Jin Ke Jie Yuan, Bai Yunbian, Mr. Bai!"

"It's that idiot Zhou Xue?"

"You are looking for death!"

Xia Jingyun suffocated his laughter so much that he almost bit his lip. This trip to Yunmengzhou was not in vain. To see such a god-man as Baiyunbian is also to see the diversity of species.

The old housekeeper smiled, "I have admired Mr. Bai's name for a long time. Every autumn year, Xie Yuan can directly climb the mountain. Mr. Bai, please come here."

Bai Yun turned his head and glanced at the crowd, full of pride, but seemed to realize that a mature protagonist can't be so inferior, and immediately restrained his expression of embarrassment, and looked at Xia Jingyun lightly, triumphantly, "Yanzu, it's a pity, if you promised me yesterday, I would be able to take you to climb the mountain, but now you and I have not been named, so I can only apologize."

He smiled, "You just stay here and don't move around, I'll come back as soon as I meet a visitor when I go up the mountain."

Xia Jingyun:? ? ?
Your uncle, are you taking advantage of me?

Just wait, I'll make you look good in a while!

When Bai Yunbian brought the guards and maids up the mountain, the old butler chuckled, pointed to the six small sheds on both sides with pens, inks, papers and inkstones and said to everyone: "Young masters, please."

Although Bai Yunbian's reputation in Yunmengzhou is not good, but this level is still enough, and he has the reputation of Jinke Jieyuan, the handling of Baiyi Villa did not cause any dissatisfaction, and everyone put down other thoughts and honestly pondered.

Xia Jingyun also stood there, holding his chin, and began to think about what kind of poems to write.

He suddenly looked at the old butler and asked, "Do you have any requirements for this poem?"

Everyone around couldn't help turning their heads to look at him, and thought to themselves: Isn't this the follower of Young Master Bai just now, and still wants to compose poems?

Oh yes, according to what that means, the entourage has not yet become a follower, and no one will take him up the mountain.

Many people looked at Xia Jingyun jokingly, expecting to see a joke.

The old housekeeper welcomes and sends them off every day, and his self-cultivation and demeanor are naturally different. He smiled and said: "This way of poetry and prose has its own merits and demerits, so there are no additional requirements."

He looked Xia Jingyun up and down, and suddenly his heart moved slightly, "If it is true, then it will naturally be able to please the owner of my family."

Xia Jingyun smiled and cupped his hands, "Thank you, Your Excellency."

The old housekeeper bowed back, "Young master, you are polite."

Some students felt that they had no hope of composing poems and climbing mountains, so they gathered together to get acquainted with each other. When they saw this, they smiled and stepped forward, cupping their hands, "Brother, you are polite. Seeing how you look like, you are planning to present poems and climb mountains?"

Xia Jingyun smiled, "I've come here, I have to try."

The student whispered: "Brother, I don't think you are an arrogant and domineering person. Listen to my advice. You just want to try it. If you fail, you will lose nothing, but you don't think about it. If the things you write are too bad, you will get a bad reputation! Otherwise, why do you think there are so many people here, but few people try to write poetry?"

He winked for a while, which made Xia Jingyun smile, "Thank you for reminding me, brother. But I still want to give it a try, anyway, you don't know my name and surname, so you will run away in despair, just don't catch me and ask."

Seeing that the student persuaded him not to move, he didn't say much, anyway, he was not the one who made a fool of himself.

Xia Jingyun cupped his hands, went to the side to pick a small shed with no one there, and began to meditate with his eyes closed.

Standing beside Xia Jingyun, Chen Fugui heard the discussion between him and that student, and then looked at Xia Jingyun standing in the shed pondering, and asked Xie Yanzhi next to him in a low voice, "Maybe you can make good poems?"

Xie Yanzhi smiled, and couldn't help but think of the person who grew up in the Linhuayuan of Yicui Building and hated Changdong. His eyes were full of gentle memories and proud satisfaction, "Brother Chen, there is no need to question the young master's poetry. Even when he decided to write poetry, your excitement and longing came a moment later, which is disrespect for his poetic talent!"

Chen Fugui had never seen Xia Jingyun's scenes before, so he was skeptical after hearing this.

After all, I heard from these people that Mr. Zhao is a big man who has been in front of His Majesty and is familiar with the old man. How can his vision be average!

"coming!"

Chen Fugui has been paying attention to Xia Jingyun, and when he saw Xia Jingyun opened his eyes and picked up a pen, he reminded him in a low voice.

The good thing came closer to read what he wrote, and the student who reminded him earlier and Chen Fugui hurried over.

I saw Xia Jingyun holding a pen and hanging his wrist, each ink character appeared on the snow-white paper.

"In old age, I like to be quiet, and I don't care about everything."

Everyone frowned slightly, this is normal, like slobbering.

The interference from the outside world seemed to be separated by an invisible barrier, Xia Jingyun kept writing, and the second sentence fell on the paper again.

"There is no long-term strategy for self-care, and empty knowledge returns to the old forest."

The noise suddenly became much smaller.

Only then did they realize that these two sentences were exactly what Old Master Zhao was talking about.

And then, when Xia Jingyun wrote the third sentence, the doubting voices almost disappeared.

"The pine wind blows the belt, and the mountain moon shines on the piano."

"Good sentence!"

"Seeing it makes me want to go back to the mountains and forests."

Slander and ridicule can't shake Xia Jingyun, and he has heard too many of these empty praises, so he doesn't care much.

He took a deep breath and wrote the last sentence.

"The gentleman asks the poor, and the fisherman's song enters Pushen."

Everything is quiet, only the mountain wind blows.

After a while, the student who advised him not to write poems respectfully saluted earlier, "Dare to ask Your Excellency, what is your name?"

Xia Jingyun smiled back, "Sishui Prefecture, Yun Jingxia, named Yanzu."

After speaking, he picked up the dried paper and handed it to the old housekeeper.

The old butler took it nonchalantly, and after a glance, his expression immediately became solemn, and finally his eyes were full of shock.

Carefully putting away the paper, he stretched out his hand to grab it, "My lord, please climb the mountain."

Xie Yanzhi looked at Chen Fugui and raised her chin triumphantly, "Brother Chen, look, I didn't talk nonsense!"

Chen Fugui grinned foolishly and followed.

After everyone left, the venue exploded. Many people immediately picked up their pens, copied the poem just now, and then expressed their amazement every sentence.

Not only is the poem good, but it fits the situation better. It is also wonderful that the compliment and flattery are written in such a calm and breezy way, full of mountain interest, that anyone who really knows how to do it will be completely convinced by this poem.

Accompanied by Zhuang Ding, Bai Yunbian slowly climbed up the mountainside and walked into the villa.

"Young master is amazing! With so many people, you can climb the mountain as soon as you reveal your name."

The maid on the side praised him with admiration. Although the surnamed Yun was good-looking, he couldn't compare to his son's family background, talent and ability.

Bai Yunbian said leisurely: "It's not enough to be the first to be the first, it's common to be the leader of ten thousand people."

After speaking, he shook off the folding fan, fanned it once, shivered from the cold, and quickly put it away.

Inviting the three of them into a side hall of the villa, Zhuang Ding respectfully said: "Master Bai, please wait a moment, I will invite the owner right away."

After a while, Zhuang Ding came in, "Master Bai, please follow me, the owner is waiting for you in the main hall."

Bai Yunbian stood up slowly, followed Zhuang Ding to the main hall with proud steps.

As soon as he walked halfway, he was stopped by another Zhuang Ding who rushed over, "Wait a minute! Mr. Bai, I'm sorry, our owner is still seeing guests, please sit down for a while."

Bai Yun looked at the previous Zhuang Ding with a frown, and that Zhuang Ding was also at a loss, wasn't he free just now?

During the silence, the respectful voice of the old butler at the bottom of the mountain came from my ear, "My lord, come here, please, the owner is already waiting in the hall."

A voice smiled warmly, "How dare the owner wait for so long, I'll hurry over."

Bai Yunbian's complexion changed, wait, why is this voice so familiar!

　This chapter has been deleted and rewritten many times, but in the end I kept this passage, because it is a key figure in the entire compendium.This volume was originally intended to be in the direction of love, but after reading the feedback, it seems that everyone still prefers a more intense plot. After a little adjustment, it will soon become enjoyable again.

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