Chapter 162 Yangzhou City on a Cold Rainy Night

With Pei Huaizhen's personal appearance, the students of Leyi Academy can raise their heads and go out to meet people again these days. At the beginning of the month, Li Bian relied on his status as the academician to suppress others. This made Chen Heng and other classmates very angry.

People in Yangzhou City, who doesn't know that Leyi Academy has a Jing'an Literary Society, and who doesn't know its connection with Jing'an Daily. When 'Jiang Liuer' came out to publish an article, the students of the academy followed Qian Dayou to the end.

During the period when the situation was favorable, they had already studied in the academy, and everyone had a little bit of pride on their faces. Later, Li Xuezheng made a move, and they were like eggplants hit by frost, and they were all depressed.

Until the headmaster stood up for them, everyone's interest in studying became high, and they all felt that they had a backer behind them. This kind of beating the younger and the older is secretly happy, whoever has experienced it knows it.

The teachers in the academy were at a loss for words, fearing that these stinky boys would get infected with bad habits. In recent days, the students have been very strict. Some mistakes that were not a big deal on weekdays have now been made into a big deal. Either they were spanked or they were punished to copy books.

This was naturally instructed by Xu Jinhou. He not only asked the teachers to do this, but he also held classes in the lecture hall and asked the students to discuss the pros and cons of the debate.

Xu Jinhou hoped that the children would not look at things based on their own likes and dislikes. Some of Li Bian's words did make sense. But punctuation is indeed a good thing.

The students below would naturally not say something stupid. In front of the schoolmaster, they were all very smart. But after this battle, the articles written in the academy tended to use punctuation.

Xu Jinhou saw it, but he didn't know what to say. He was just worried that they would make mistakes in the June college entrance examination, so he quickly told the headmaster Pei Huaizhen about this problem.

Pei Huaizhen didn't say much when he heard this. He took out two letters and showed them to his own Xuezheng. The content of the letters was the same, but the writing styles were very different.

The first letter was written in the context of ancient Chinese. It only used "O, pause" and other symbols, and there were many new paragraphs to distinguish them. The writing was beautiful and easy to read. But to understand the meaning, people had to read it several times.

The second letter had many words and was longer. Punctuation marks and simple and direct sentences were used. It was clear at a glance. Only one read was needed to understand it.

After reading it, Xu Jinhou compared the contents of the two letters. Both letters talked about the old story of Ouyang Xiu in the Song Dynasty, and discussed the well-known anti-parallelism and advocacy of antiquity.

The literary masters during the reign of Renzong, whether Su Xun or Ouyang Xiu and others. They all hated and opposed the trend of excessive pursuit of elegance and splendor in parallel prose and the use of uncommon words. The way of writing is to pursue parallelism blindly, but its content is empty and pale, like chickens and ducks learning to speak, which is simply worthless.

"What does the headmaster mean?"

Xu Jinhou held the two letters and was a little unsure of Pei Huaizhen's meaning. He walked around the headmaster's desk and put the two letters back in front of the old man.

"From easy to difficult, from simple to complex, is the way of reading. From complex to simple, from difficult to easy, is the way of sages."

Pei Huaizhen patted the powder on his hands, which was the residue from eating melons and fruits just now. In March, all flowers bloom, and fresh spring fruits and vegetables also appear on the tables of every household. He wiped his hands with a handkerchief and twisted his body on the armchair. After feeling physically and mentally comfortable, he continued.

"I'm going to send these two letters to the capital. You don't have to worry about the college entrance examination. If there is no news before May, then ask the children to change it back."

At this age, Pei Huaizhen has reached the point where he doesn't care about the world. He has a broad vision and knows the importance of punctuation to popularize knowledge. He also hopes to do some practical things for the people of the world before he dies.

Li Bian and the students in Yangzhou only know how to argue about the pros and cons of Xia Li Ba Ren and Yang Chun Bai Xue. But he saw how difficult it was for a scholar with ordinary qualifications to achieve academic success. A good sentence, a hundred schools of thought, a hundred schools of thought. If this is not a waste of people's energy, what is it?

Pei Huaizhen and Ouyang Xiu are from the same hometown. When he was a student, he often regarded this celebrity as his role model. Now that he sees a way that can benefit future students, even though he is now in his seventies, he wants to personally go down and explore the way forward for future generations.

"Be the first to worry about the world's worries, and the last to enjoy the world's happiness." Fan Gong's words, no matter when they are placed, sound like a loud bell, and are consistent with the past and the present.

Xu Jinhou was even more shocked when he heard it. He remembered that although the old man in front of him had retired, he was still a first-rank university scholar, and was even more respected by His Majesty as a teacher.

Seeing that the other party was going to write a letter directly to the person in Beijing, Xu Jinhou nodded quickly. People in their old Xu family did not love fame and fortune, and were even more unwilling to listen to more official affairs, so they quickly got up and said goodbye.

When he walked out of the headmaster's room, the spring breeze was blowing on his face, blowing the colorful flowers on the branches. It was hard to tell whether this matter was good or bad.

The future is so long, let's wait and see.

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The bedroom is still the same bedroom, and there are still the same few people sleeping on the same bed. Although Xin Suzhao is missing, the academy has no plan to continue adding people to Chen Heng's room.

After class that day, Chen Heng was sorting things at his desk. Xue Ke and others had participated in a quarrel, and their writing style and writing skills had improved. He had been thinking hard recently, and finally thought of the next make-up class arrangement for several people.

When Jiang Yuanbai came back with his friends, Chen Heng had already started to work on another matter. Jiang Yuanbai pulled Xue Ke to Chen Heng's desk, and saw him sorting out the recent issues of newspapers, so he asked with a smile.

"I have to send it to Sister Lin again."

"yes."

Chen Heng nodded. He had already done this once on the first day of March. At that time, he collected all the articles published in newspapers since February, good or bad, asked someone to find out the address of Jia's family, and asked the caravan going north to send them to the capital together.

Xue Biao came up and flipped the dates on the newspaper with his fingers. He saw that the dates on the newspaper were from March 2nd to March 7th, 13th, and 18th. He couldn't help but curious: "Why have they all been sent? Are you not worried about her?"

Here, there is an article by Li Bian. Far from being in February, debates among students can be compared.

Chen Heng laughed, because Xue Biao didn't understand. He shook his head and explained to his friends: "Sister Lin is very smart. If she only reports good news but not bad news, she will have random thoughts. It is better to be honest and let her see clearly for herself, which will make her feel more at ease."

People who read books in the past often said that "Sister Lin" was a small-minded person. In fact, if you really read the original book, you will definitely understand Lin Daiyu's temperament.

She is someone who can make offensive jokes and call her 'good sister-in-law' when playing around in Jia Baoyu's house. If it weren't for the repeated persecution by some people in the Jia family and the threats from the environment, Daiyu developed a sentimental temperament.

Chen Heng has gotten to know Sister Lin a lot over the years. He knows that she is an ambitious and ambitious person. Although he didn't know how far Lin Daiyu would grow in the future, Chen Heng didn't want to treat her as an ordinary girl. He only thought that she was weak and protective.

He, Sister Lin, still has a certain ambition to be a woman and not to be inferior to a man.

Xue Biao and the others listened and couldn't help but smile. Jiang Yuanbai moved a stool and sat next to Chen Heng. He took Chen Heng's pen and paper and said, "Wait a moment. I will also write a letter of praise for my brother. This will let Sister Lin know how many years my brother is in Yangzhou." So hard to maintain.”

Jiang Yuanbai winked at a few people. Although there were no outsiders around, he still mouthed the words "Xiaoxiangzi". Chen Heng smiled and patted his back, then looked at Xue Biao and Qian Dayou, inviting them warmly.

"How about it, do you want to write an article?"

"I won't write anymore." Xue Biao shook his head, picked up the fan that he never left his hand in winter, and said with a proud smile, "I'm going to go out to accompany my mother and sister to Qiupu Street later."

Chen Heng was very surprised. He was caught in the middle by Jiang Yuanbai and Qian Dayou. I had no choice but to raise my head and look at the young master standing in front of me, "Are Auntie and Sister Xue going out?"

Xue Biao nodded, not waiting for him to speak. Jiang Yuanbai had already interjected: "Not only their family, but also several younger sisters from my family are going out with older sisters. Recently, girls in the city like to go out a lot. But let them wait until Qiu Pujie is such a great place. ”

The more Chen Heng listened, the happier he became. It would be best for these women who hold the financial power in their families to get out of the deep mansion. Thinking of the lively scene of beauties passing by at Qiupu Street in the future, he only dared to hide this joy in his heart.

Yangzhou City will definitely get better and better and more interesting.

"I won't delay your writing." Seeing that all his friends were enjoying themselves, Xue Biao did not stay any longer. Just arch your hands, rub oil on your feet and run away. Chen Heng chased after him and added, "Remember to do your homework when you come back."

"Hey." Xue Biao leaned against the threshold, sighed in annoyance, and smiled helplessly, "Yes, yes, Master Chen."

"You Dan Qiusheng." Chen Heng cursed with a smile. Watching his friend wave and leave, he lowered his head and continued joking with Jiang Yuanbai.

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During this period, the air in the capital continued to get warmer. The girls in Rongguo Mansion all put on bright spring clothes and went around the mansion together. All kinds of gorgeous clothes, coupled with the outstanding looks of the ladies, have the momentum of competing with the flowers on the branches.

Lin Daiyu's life has been very happy recently. Sanchun and sister Baochai in the house treat her very well. Now she has another sister Xiangyun with a cheerful and cheerful personality, which makes her even more happy.

Shi Xiangyun is the grand-niece of Mrs. Jia's natal family. Because her parents died at home, Mrs. Jia often took her to Jia's house for fun. Lin Daiyu was originally worried that this sister was sensitive, but once she got in touch with her, she realized that she had a very open-minded temperament. The two just met and immediately became good partners.

On this day, the six of them were idle and bored. They found a high courtyard in the house and had fun reading the newspapers sent by Chen Heng. Sanchun each took a copy, and Baochai was explaining the contents of the newspaper.

After hearing this, several people were a little surprised and worried. Little did he know that Daiyu's article would cause such a stir in the city of Yangzhou. They carefully looked at Daiyu's face and felt a little relieved when they saw her calm expression.

"Sister Lin has such an amazing literary talent." Baochai read the most books. He knew the other party's ability to ink in the shallow white areas, and he admired her deeply. But she was a little envious when she saw that the other party could live according to his own temper so freely.

Everyone in the Jia family praised the eldest lady of the Xue family who was a guest. She was praised for her good temper and friendly manner. Some praised her for being virtuous and virtuous, she was really a powerful girl.

But only she knows, if given a choice, which girl would not want to live like Lin Daiyu. I have the love of my parents above, and the care of my relatives and friends below. Even if she suffered some grievances in the open, someone would come out to speak for her.

"These scholars have gone too far. They scolded Sister Lin like this." Yingchun's views were different from Baochai's. She didn't read many books, and she only had a good heart and was angry about what happened to her sister.

Lin Daiyu smiled, and hurriedly took her sister's hand, and told her what she had done in Jing'an Literary Society. This shocked Yingchun. She had only thought that Lin sister was helping in the literary society, but she didn't expect that she dared to comment on the articles of those scholars.

Jia Yingchun was stunned and said, "I didn't expect that there would be such a reason. You... are too bold."

"Good is good, bad is bad." Lin Daiyu smiled and hurriedly explained to her second sister, "Sister, I said it truthfully, and they didn't play rogue and entangle. If my comments are wrong, I will write a letter to apologize afterwards."

Jia Yingchun nodded. She was simple-minded and didn't take it to heart after hearing these words. But Jia Tanchun, who was standing by, saw the clues. She came to Daiyu and said, "Sister Lin, this brother really trusts you and is not afraid that you will be sad after seeing this."

Lin Daiyu showed a slightly proud expression and said, "You don't know this, my brother knows my character best." When she said this, her tone was sweet and proud.

Friendship is the most important thing for people to know each other.

It was Chen Heng's understanding and respect for her, not treating her as a flower for people to appreciate, that made her trust him so much.

"Heaven moves vigorously, and a gentleman strives to improve himself."

Brother, he never thought I was a weak woman. Just this point... Lin Daiyu's eyes were misty, looking at the spring scenery outside the pavilion. Red, green, white, blue, hundreds of flowers blooming, really makes people love and dazzled.

Shi Xiangyun saw Daiyu's expression and laughed at her, saying that she was the Monkey King who had learned magic in the opera, and she was very proud of herself.

This person loved to joke, and Lin Daiyu also called her "Second Junior Brother" in return, which made Shi Xiangyun laugh even more. Miss Shi's temperament was more chivalrous than Tanchun. She didn't care about Sister Lin's playfulness, and just asked with a smile: "Then who is our master?"

Everyone looked at me, I looked at you, and then looked at Xue Baochai, who was in meditation. This elder sister was helpless, but she thought it was fun, so she simply glanced at her two younger sisters, "If you keep playing, the master will have to recite the tight hoop curse."

For a while, all the girls in the pavilion laughed. But when they were having fun, two figures suddenly walked over on the corridor in the distance.

One of them was easy to recognize, it was Jia Baoyu from the mansion. He was a family member, so there was no need to say more. The man standing next to him was a man from another family named Qin Zhong. Although he was not very old, he was also a relative of Ningguo Mansion.

But these unmarried girls still had to scatter. There was no way. This was the backyard. It was not polite to see a male guest from another family.

The sisters each pulled their friends and ran back to their own boudoirs. A small gathering in spring had to end hastily. There was no way. Since the beginning of March, Jia Baoyu entered the school and became a good companion with Qin Zhong.

The two of them were inseparable. They ate and lived together, and were inseparable.

Baoyu took Qin Zhong to his backyard every two or three days. The sisters could not do anything about this devil.

Who told Mrs. Jia to like Baoyu? She loved the house and the people, and also liked Qin Zhong, a relative.

Zijuan was the most nervous. She was most familiar with the route of Jia Mansion, and hurriedly led the young lady back to the boudoir from the small road. After the few people closed the door, Lin Daiyu took a breath and was in a good mood. She took the revised storybook from the bookshelf and prepared to continue editing.

She was in a positive mood. She knew that this was not her home, and she was unwilling to comment on Jia Baoyu's behavior. She only focused on her own affairs. Zijuan, who was standing by, was relieved to see that the young lady was fine.

She was really afraid that Qin Zhong would offend her young lady. The Qin Zhong outside was not well-known. The maids and servants in the mansion were not blind. They had long heard that this man had an affair with Master Bao. But because of the face of the mansion, they dared not say this matter openly.

Zijuan helped Daiyu grind the ink and quietly watched the young lady busy. She was literate. After looking at it for a long time, she found the words "selection" on it, so she curiously asked about the content.

Lin Daiyu simply used all the unsatisfactory conversations in the pavilion on Zijuan. She often went around with the Wei sisters during this period, and heard the rules and regulations of the selection from them. I followed my brother's habit and wrote them down one by one to enrich my knowledge.

There are many ways to select a beauty pageant, among which there is the age-appropriate one. Generally, only girls aged 13 to 17 are selected from all over the world, and they must be good-looking and well-proportioned to enter the palace.

However, in the initial selection, those over 16 years old are rarely selected. Most of them are selected between 14 and 15 years old. After all, you can get married at 15. If you are still not married at 16 or 17, the person in charge will have to think about whether you have a hidden disease.

Zijuan and Xueyan listened with great interest, and felt that their young lady was knowledgeable. Zique was a little curious. After making tea for the young lady, she asked: "Young lady, will you participate in the beauty pageant in the future?"

When Lin Daiyu heard this, she couldn't help poking this smart girl with her hand, and said angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about, where..." At this point, she really didn't know what to comment. I just felt that some words were too disrespectful just by saying them, so I quickly changed my words: "Father and mother will definitely not agree."

Zijuan nodded. She also had an idea. Seeing Daiyu's annoyed look, she also smiled and said, "Miss, please don't blame me. I saw that you remembered so much, so I thought too much."

"Sister, you." Daiyu tilted her head, put down the pen, looked at the maid who was thinking for her, and smiled, "Don't think too much. I just wrote it down and use it in the storybook later."

After that, she took out her manuscript and showed it to the other party. Zijuan knew that her young lady had such a skill. The few people were communicating enthusiastically, but Jia Min suddenly pushed the door in. Seeing that the mistress of the house had a cold face, the three of them thought something was wrong and stood up straight.

Seeing that her precious daughter stayed in the house obediently, Jia Min's expression eased a little, "There are a lot of things in the mansion these days. Zijuan, you and the young lady should be more careful when you go out. If there is nothing else, it is better to go out less. If other young ladies are looking for you, please invite them to be guests here."

"Yes, madam." Zijuan nodded hurriedly, and brought the teapot and said, "Madam, I will go outside to prepare tea."

Jia Min nodded immediately after hearing it. After Zijuan left, she only said a few words to her daughter and turned to go out. Coincidentally, she ran into Zijuan who came back.

The two met at the door. Jia Min praised the clever maid in her heart and pulled her directly, saying, "Go outside and ask about Qin Zhong. Think of a way to let Yu'er know about the outside situation."

"Ah?!" Zijuan was stunned, and then hurriedly said yes. Regardless of the mistress's unclear arrangement, she agreed first.

Jia Min was not aimless. She heard a few whispers in the mansion today. Not only did she know that Baoyu allowed people to make trouble in the clan school, but she also knew about his troubles with his book boy Mingyan and Qin Zhong.

There is no need to say anything else. Just the words that Mingyan said in the school, "What do we have to do with you? Your father is going anyway," have spread among the servants in the mansion.

Longyang's rise is not something worth talking about. These shameless servants shouted so openly in the clan school. Are they afraid that the Jia family will not lose face?

Jia Min was glad that she didn't bring her son with her this time, but she was worried about her daughter's situation in the mansion. She had mentioned the matter of returning to Yangzhou to Mrs. Jia in early March, but she didn't expect that when the old ancestor heard about it, she cried because of illness, which was really stumbling.

She didn't want to tell her own children about these dirty things. But Baoyu often brought outsiders into his backyard recently, which really made her grit her teeth. And Qin Zhong's appearance was impeccable. She was afraid that Daiyu would be tricked into going in by such a greasy boy.

Thinking about it again, Daiyu was eleven years old after all, and she should know some good and bad things in the world, so she decided to let Zi Que come forward to inquire and pass on the message. But she knew it very well, but she asked Zi Juan to go and find out again, just because she didn't want to say some dirty words in person.

After thinking about this in her heart, Zi Juan nodded seriously. Seeing this look, Jia Min knew that the other party would not mess up the matter, so she was satisfied and waved away.

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March 22, night.

A sudden thunderclap sounded over the sky of Yangzhou City, which is located in the north of the Yangtze River. This long-lost sound disturbed the dreams of many people in the city.

Someone opened the window excitedly, looking at the increasingly loud thunder, and kept saying excitedly: "It's raining, it's raining. It's finally going to rain."

From the second half of last year to March this year. The Dragon King of the East China Sea, which has been deposited for a long time, finally began to show his power.

Under the rich night, there was suddenly a storm, and the thunder was as bright as day.

It made people happy to read it.

First, there will be 6,000 words to cheer you up, and there will be another chapter in the evening. I will give you 10,000 chapters, I am awesome. Hahahaha