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Volume 1 018 [Confucian scholar Yiming]

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    "Creak, creak" The oxcart carrying water drove through the stone streets.  The vendors on the roadside were shouting loudly, and the businessmen in the inn were hurried to the dock. From time to time, beggars rushed out and shouted to them, "Well done, sir."  When you arrive at Deshui Pier, it becomes even more lively. The sound of goods being shipped, the shouts of sailing boats, the ringing of arrival bells all kinds of sounds come together, lively, noisy but harmonious. This is the bustling  Longjuyi.  "Get out of the way, get out of the way" Among these voices, a series of harsh shouts suddenly came.  If the bustle of Longjuyi is like a flowing river, then the shouting sound is like a pebble thrown into the water, causing ripples on the river surface.  I saw more than a dozen big men wearing sheepskin coats coming from the end of the street. Wherever they went, wealthy businessmen, vendors, and beggars all shunned them, as if those people were carrying the plague.  When we walked to a restaurant at the end of the street and stopped, the leader of these big men waved their hands, and two big men took out a missing person notice and posted it on the pillar at the door of the restaurant.  The leader stood with his arms akimbo and said loudly: "Listen up, friends. There is a new disciple of the Dragon and Tiger Sect who went down the mountain privately. He is about ten years old. This disciple has evil intentions and stole a magic weapon from the immortal master. If you see it,  If you are caught, please come to my Feiyu Gang immediately to inform you. Then my Feiyu Gang will give you a big reward" On the missing person notice, the portrait of Chen Daoning was clearly painted.  I don¡¯t know who painted Chen Daoning vividly with just a few strokes.  When the passers-by heard that it was a mission sent by the immortals of the Dragon and Tiger Sect, they looked at the portrait carefully one by one. There were quite a few people helping to search for it, hoping to get some reward from the immortals for completing this task.  The windows on the second floor of the restaurant were opened, and a middle-aged scribe wearing a scarf looked down, shook his head and said displeasedly: "Those ascetics are becoming more and more outrageous. They collude with the powerful in the government, and support bandits in the opposition. How can this be done?  Do you look like a cultivator?" "Brother Yiming is too worried," a Confucian scholar with a gray goatee said with a smile, "Practice people only seek wealth and profit. If they dare to really interfere in political affairs, they will be punished.  Someone will take their lives, you and I don't need to worry. Come on, come on, you and I have been playing this game all day and night, and we must decide the outcome today." "No need to play," said the man known as Brother Yiming.  The scribe said, "I have already lost since the 2084th move. Brother Daolun is so smart that he deserves to be the best chess player in the charity society." Brother Daolun laughed and said: "Don't dare, I'm just playing chess.  It's just a small gain on the road." Brother Yiming clasped his fists and said, "He will benefit a lot from playing a game with Brother Daolun. I will definitely visit you when I have time. I'll say goodbye today."  After clearing the chessboard, Brother Yiming suddenly said when he was about to go downstairs: "Brother Yiming, do you really plan to go to Lingzhou to seek refuge with the Duke of Qi?" "If he is the British master, I will do my best to assist him. If he is just the emperor Zhao  For someone as stubborn and arrogant as Kang, I should just go and visit Lingzhou." Brother Yiming shook his long sleeves and walked downstairs with his hands behind his back without looking back, heading towards the water of Longjuyi.  Go to the pier.  Zhao Kangnai is the current "Holy Martial Emperor" of the Great Zhou Kingdom, known as the "Eternal Emperor", but he was actually described by this scribe as a headstrong and arrogant person.  The Duke of Qi was the former general Zhao Cheng. After he led his army to destroy the Northern Qi Dynasty, he was named the Duke of Qi.  "Hey! The world is full of troubles." Brother Daolun threw the chess pieces on the chessboard and sighed, no longer in the mood to clean up.  "Brother Yiming" who just came downstairs is named He Mingtu, and Yiming is his first name.  This man was originally the number one scholar who won three prizes in two consecutive years due to God's blessing. He was only sixteen years old when he won the number one prize. He was hailed as a genius that had not been seen by five million people in Dongzhou.  Just because he hated evil and offended the powerful, He Tu, the number one scholar, was framed and imprisoned before he could receive an official position.  The imprisonment of the new No. 1 scholar was a big deal. There was a sensation in the government and the public at that time. The emperor also paid special attention to it and asked the Ministry of Punishment to review it.  The case was not complicated, but it involved the Queen Mother and the uncle, and it dragged on for more than a month. Because the Emperor was supervising the case, everyone created a scapegoat to take the blame, and then released the Number One Scholar, and everyone had a way out.  .  But after he was released from prison, He Tu learned the whole story. After being drunk, he wrote a poem angrily and cursed the Queen Mother, the uncle and the emperor. He also said that the emperor was stupid and the imperial court was corrupt, so the Zhou Kingdom would surely fall sooner or later.  As one can imagine, He Tu was expelled from his official position and expelled from the capital, and the imperial court would never appoint him as an official.  Fortunately, Emperor Zhao Kang was generous and generous. If this matter had happened in the Xia Kingdom at that time, He Tu would have had to move his head.  After being expelled from his career, He Tu studied behind closed doors. After studying hard for ten years, he began to study abroad. Three years ago, he became famous in the literary world of Jiangnan with his "Ode to the Great Sorrow". More than 30 of his poems and essays have been handed down successively.  Astonishingly talented, he was known as the most talented scholar in the Zhou Dynasty.  Last year, he even wrote a book to establish his theory. He wrote a book called "On Sages", which discussed??The teachings of today's sages.  The book was well-written and well-written, which attracted Zhou Chengyi, the greatest scholar of the dynasty, to express his admiration and take the initiative to write a preface to promote it.  He Tu and He Yiming were walking on the stone street, and all the vendors and footmen who were coming and going gave way.  Unlike the previous time when they avoided the murderers from the Feiyu Gang, passers-by looked at He Tu with more respect.  He Yiming is not only well-known in the literary world, but also has legends among the people about his ability to help those in need. It is said that he single-handedly saved tens of thousands of people in Puzhou.  In the twelfth lunar month of winter, He Tu only wore a Confucian shirt and a square scarf. Although he was under 30 years old and dressed in commoners, the righteousness between his thin brows made him more majestic.  Walking to the pier, he didn¡¯t care about the men carrying sacks coming and going. He Tu just stood there like a pine tree, looking to the southwest with half-squinted eyes, and from time to time he slowly tore off the dough and stuffed it into his mouth to chew.  After standing for a full hour, He Tu suddenly opened his eyes wide and said to himself: "Here we come!" Only two quarters of an hour after he said this, someone with sharp eyes on the pier pointed in the distance and exclaimed.  Said: "This is the ship of Mrs. Qi!" Mrs. Guo is a title, and Mrs. Qi is the wife of Duke Qi.  After the former general Zhao Cheng destroyed the Northern Qi Dynasty, Emperor Zhao Kang named him the Duke of Qi. The Duke of Qi, whose original name was Xu Cheng, was also given the national surname "Zhao" and changed his name to Zhao Cheng.  The title of Duke of Qi is not false. After the Northern Qi Dynasty was destroyed, the three states of Ling, Ji, and You were established. The fiefdom of Duke of Qi was Lingzhou.  In addition, in order to consolidate the border and resist the barbarian countries in the north, Qi Guogong also served as the military and political envoy of Lingzhou, Jeju, and Youzhou, taking over the military and political power of the three states.  The name of Duke Qi¡¯s wife is Zhao Zhen. In addition to being the wife of Qi, she is also the sister of the current emperor and the eldest princess of the Great Zhou Kingdom.  A boat sailed from the lower reaches of Danjiang River, breaking through the thin floating ice on the river, getting bigger and bigger from far to near.  The current one was an inland river ship that was more than three feet out of the water, followed by the super large ship of Qi State's wife Zhao Zhen, followed by more than ten cargo ships and warships.  Big flags were hung on all the ships, and the words "Qi Guo Gong Zhao" and other words were written on the flags.  The fleet passed in front of the pier, and everyone on the Longjuyi pier knelt down to worship, but He Tu still stood there upright, like a tall and tall green pine.  "He Yiming from Mizhou, please see Mrs. Qi!" He Tu stuffed the half-eaten pancake into his arms, clasped his fists and bowed to the boat in the middle of the river.  His voice was slow and deep, but it miraculously spread from the river to the distant boat.  After the fleet had traveled several dozen feet, a small boat suddenly landed on the boat of Zhao Zhen, the wife of Qi State.  There was a warrior in black clothes standing on the small boat. This warrior did not wield a sword, but held a long spear and gently propped it on the water, and the small boat flew like an arrow from the string.  When the boat arrived at the dock, the warrior in black clothes saluted: "Mr. Yiming, Madam, please come." "Thank you!" He Tu returned the salute with clasped fists, Shi Shiran stepped onto the boat, stood on the bow and stood with his hands behind his back, letting the cold in the river  The wind made his Confucian shirt rustle.  The fleet in the river did not stop at all. Under the control of the Xuanyi warrior, the small boat flew in rapid pursuit and caught up with the ship in an instant.  The Xuanyi warrior walked up behind He Tu, grabbed his belt and said, "Mr. Yiming, be careful!" I saw the Xuanyi warrior tiptoe on the boat, suddenly stepped out, and jumped several feet with He Tu.  High, he turned over and landed on the deck of the ship.  He Tu, a scholar who had never practiced martial arts, did not change his expression despite all the trouble.  A girl with picturesque features walked forward and said to him: "Mr. Yiming, Madam, please invite me!" He Tu bowed and said, "Please, please lead the way."
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