Records of the Lost Cases of Helaitang in the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 85 Countryside Garden Visit

There was also Mr. Pu San. Because Mr. Chu's father was older than his father, he was only willing to obey Mr. Chu.

Seeing that although Wang Heng was not very knowledgeable, he was serious about his studies and his characters were more uniform. The gentlemen in the academy treated him more kindly than Mr. Pu San, so I felt quite unhappy.

That day, I went to Wang Hengzhai's room and pretended to have a conversation: "Wang Qilang, I heard that your father is also an official in Zhejiang. I wonder where the yamen is? My father is the chief inspector of the two Zhejiang provinces. The yamen is located in Hangzhou. We have this Origin is the time to be intimate."

Wang Heng didn't understand what he meant and didn't dare to get close. He said, "My father works in Lanxi County, Jinhua Prefecture."

Pu Sangongzi said: "Your Majesty is the magistrate of Lanxi County? Oh, how come I heard that the magistrate of Lanxi County is Liu County Zun."

Wang Heng immediately understood Pu Sangong's intention and said sarcastically: "My father is the history of Lanxi County."

Young Master Pu San snorted coldly. Seeing that these two dull countrymen had no intention of clinging to him, he stopped talking nonsense and Shi Shiran left.

Within a few days, word spread about the academy's outbuildings. The Wang family was indeed a soft persimmon. A country bumpkin from Taicang countryside, his family may have several acres of land. As a small landowner, Shu Xiu could still afford to study, but his wallet was not. In Dazhong, Wang Heng's father sounded like an assistant official, but he was actually a local official. As for Wang Cai's father, he was probably a rural farmer, relying on his clan brothers to make a living, and his family background was even more pale.

In fact, he was just an official. As for Wang Cai's father, he was probably a rural farmer, relying on his clan brothers to make a living, and his family background was even more pale.

Wang Hengli took care of the desk and said: "We study quietly and make friends with classmates we can get along with. We don't care about the tone of the talkers. We just say whatever they like. Besides, they didn't say anything wrong. My father is an official, and my family is indeed very poor. If my uncle hadn't greeted the mountain chief, we would never have gone to the city to attend the academy. But my uncle asked me to come here, and there must be a place worth coming to. , doesn’t it mean you get to know all kinds of people?”

Wang Cai looked out the window and saw that the sundial pointed to Unity Time (around 6 p.m.). A bell rang in the courtyard. He stood up and said, "It's time for dinner in the dining hall."

There are not many students who eat all three meals in the dining hall. Except for Wang's Erji, there is only Huang Yuntai, a classmate from Cuju Club in Wu County, among the students outside the dormitory.

The food in the dining hall is actually not bad, and it is nutritious enough even for the young men who are growing in shape.

The two of them ate very slowly and were about to ask for food when they saw Huang Yuntai sitting on the seat next to them holding a wooden tray with rice.

Wang Heng said: "Brother Yuntai, why are you so late today?"

Huang Yuntai was slightly two or three years older than Wang Heng, and about the same height as Wang Heng. He had sharp eyebrows and starry eyes. Compared with other young scholars in the class, he looked stronger and more heroic.

The blue robe that the academy uniformly wears is a little wrinkled, and the cuffs are also lightly stained. He seems to be a slovenly person.

"I'm transcribing information for Mr. Ye. His archives is very remote, and you often can't hear the bell ringing."

Mr. Ye is a professor of calligraphy. Mr. Yuan Shanchang personally rated him as the No. 1 calligrapher in the academy. Because of his lack of academic qualifications, a man in his fifties who is just an old scholar is not qualified to be the dean and can only be a teaching assistant. Unfortunately, the college has regulations that all teaching assistants have to take on a general job, so Mr. Ye is in charge of the teachers and students' files.

Wang Heng said: "Brother Yuntai, I heard that you have become Mr. Ye's disciple. When will you take me to copy and write for Mr. Ye and do some chores? I will ask Mr. Ye for advice."

Huang Yuntai smiled and said: "Xiao Wang, Mr. Ye is very lonely in the academy alone. He likes us to come and chat."

Wang Cai was overjoyed: "Seventh brother, you dare to copy and write for Mr. Ye with your handwriting. Brother Huang declined you politely."

Wang Heng said: "You don't want me to move around and do some hard work."

Huang Yuntai patted him on the shoulder: "I will take you to Mr. Ye's place for tea next time." After Huang Yuntai finished eating, the three of them went back to their own rooms to rest together. Wang Heng's room was a room with a herringbone number D. , Huangyuntai’s dining room is Room B with a herringbone character. When you enter through the gate, Huangyuntai’s dining room arrives first.

Huang Yuntai leaned against the door of the room, thought for a while and said, "Tomorrow Mr. Chu will be inviting drinks at Canglang Pavilion. Will you go?"

Wang Heng said: "I'm going alone. Xiaocai is not in the same class as us. He doesn't want to go."

Huang Yuntai said: "Then I'll call you tomorrow and let's walk together. Maybe you don't know the way yet."

So we agreed on a time and went back to rest.

Returning to the living room, Xiaocai said, "I heard someone say that Brother Huang is the only son of a wealthy family. You can't tell by looking at his clothes."

Wang Hengdao: "Judging people by their appearance will lead to loss. Brother Yuntai brought four followers when he first started school. Because he respected the instructions of the mountain chief himself, he sent all the followers home, washed clothes, cleaned the court, and finally He is an extremely free and easy person.”

It rained heavily all night, and the next day the sky was bright and sunny. With the autumn rain and the cool weather, the weather became much colder.

Before noon, Huang Yuntai arrived as scheduled. When he saw Wang Heng commanding Wang Cai to do things, he didn't rush him and just stood aside and waited.

It was the tenth day off that day. Huang Yuntai was not wearing a blue shirt from the academy. He was wearing a plain brocade robe. He was holding a black cloak in his hand. Seeing that Wang Heng was still in single clothes, he reminded: "Today is no better than yesterday. It's cold outside." Very much."

Wang Heng didn't take it seriously and said: "It doesn't matter if it's cold in spring or autumn. It doesn't matter if it's cold. Let's go to Canglang Pavilion and take a walk to warm us up."

Huang Yuntai smiled slightly, said nothing more, and put the cloak on himself.

Exit the main entrance of the Academy and arrive at Wolong Street. Walk more than a thousand steps south until you see the Confucian Temple. Then walk three to four hundred steps east and you will see the ancient main entrance of Canglang Pavilion.

Canglang Pavilion was built by Su Zimei in the Northern Song Dynasty. At this time, it was converted into a monk's residence and called Dayun Temple.The people of Suzhou ignored this and still called it Canglang Pavilion.The monk's family was poor, but the wealthy people in the city admired the beautiful gardens, and often used some money to cover the gardens for a day.

Canglang Pavilion is surrounded by water on three sides. When entering the main entrance, you must first cross a small stone bridge.

Mr. Chu's servants were already waiting at the door. Seeing Wang Heng and Huang Yuntai coming together, a boy came up to lead the way.

Mr. Chu's banquet was held in the Qingxiang Pavilion, which was almost at the southern end of Canglang Pavilion. There were twists and turns along the corridors, and there were scenery outside the scenery. Without the guidance of the servant, Wang Heng secretly said that he might not be able to find it for an hour.

"Brother Huang, Wang Qi." A voice came unexpectedly, and Yang Dalang walked alone from one side of the corridor.

"Brother Yang." Wang Henggong cupped his hands as a courtesy.

Huang Yuntai seemed to have a good friendship with Yang Dalang, so he joked with him with a smile: "Look at this outfit, it looks like Yushu Linfeng. It's strange that he doesn't want to wear a cloak in such a cold weather."

Yang Dalang, who was originally from a university, was tickled by Huang Yuntai. He smiled magnanimously and turned to talk about Mr. Chu's banquet: "For today's banquet, the steward of Brother Chu's family vacated the famous Nanhuo store in the city. The fruit and wine are all excellent, I’m afraid you’ve never heard of them in the countryside.”

With a quick glance between words, Wang Heng realized that the countryman he was talking about was referring to himself alone. Without realizing it, he smiled or interrupted, then lowered his hand and entered the Qingxiang Pavilion.

(End of this chapter)