Royal Road

The sky was faint, and Jinyang city was free from horses and horses. Pedestrians on the road wore spring shirts and headed towards the Jinshui River. Today is March 3rd, the last day of the year, from the public to the common people, they will come to the water and enjoy singing and feasting. Jinyang is a big city, and naturally it is no exception. However, the poor people can go out on foot, and the Gongqing must prepare for it.

In the upper reaches of Jinshui River, beside the turbulent river bank with verdant forests and turbulent clear currents, colorful silk curtains were hung early. With the General’s Palace as the center, all the major high gates set up camps nearby, cleared the dead branches and rubble on the riverside, and laid thick blankets on the grass. A few extravagant and high gates still use Shu brocade as a blanket, with soft shoes stepping on them, just like stepping on the clouds.

Such a festive season, such a beautiful scenery, even the busy maids could not help but chat in a low voice. Who is the noble veiled yarn for the account? Which high-class Zaoche Yundu, and the celebrities and talents who have come to Shehu, are even more anticipated.

"Oh, Liang Langjun will really come?!" I don't know who mentioned it first, and immediately attracted a whisper.

Who doesn't know the name of Buddha? Among the servants, there were even people who had personally witnessed the grand scene of the Bon Fa conference. The scene of the city full of madness that day is vivid. Who could have expected that Liang Langjun would come to Jinshui in person and travel in spring!

"I heard that Duke Dongying also confiscated Liang Langjun a few days ago. Liang Langjun claimed to be weak and never responded. Duke Dongying asked the imperial physician for diagnosis and treatment. Maybe this time he came to Jinyang, Just to thank Dongying for kindness..."

"It's really a gentleman, who is enviable!"

"This winter the Huai'en Temple donated porridge and water and saved hundreds of people. It was also the work of Liang Langjun. Liang Langjun is kind and kind, and has the Buddha's guidance. How can he care about these false names?"

"It is said that Liang Langjun looks very beautiful, if he can see the last side, it would be a waste of life."

"The chance to see the Buddha is the chance that I can't ask for..."

Whose girl doesn't admire the handsome man, even these servant wives are familiar with Liang Langjun's name. What about the beautiful words? What about a full stomach? What about the talented Sminda? Can you compare the lives of tens of thousands of people in Jinyang?

What Liang Feng did was the attention they had never received before these humble people. Whether it's medical treatment or porridge treatment in Buddhist temples, which one is not for the people of Jinyang? Such a stubborn, benevolent and handsome gentleman will naturally be respected and loved by everyone.

However, as the sun rose, Chinese cars gathered, and those high-minded men arrived at the riverside. Those who talked about Liang Feng also began to change their tone.

"Then Liang Zixi will really show up?"

"Wang Chang is invited, how could he not come?"

"Another villain who tends to be inflamed and succumbs to the camp. I am afraid that I will sell it for the price."

"Haha, who knows? It is said that his family has no officials for two generations and is very poor. Even the rice used for porridge is sold in exchange for paper. It is also attributable to the gimmick of the Buddha's dream, otherwise, who would buy the Tibetan scriptures? Go back the paper?"

"It is said that Liang Mansion started selling Buddhist scriptures last year. I used the method of publishing and printing. I also bought a copy from the mansion. The price is quite low, but the scripture ink book is really good. Could it be that Liang Feng used this trick to spread the Buddha. The name of dreaming, and the beauty of calligraphy?"

"Ha! This trick is so utterly self-recommended! It's a vulgar thing."

"When I came to Jinyang this time, wouldn’t I also want to play Dongying Gong? It’s because of the arrogant posture I put on before. How about the praise of Wang and Pei? This time Sun, Wen, and Guo have brought young people. Talent, I'm afraid there will be a good show to watch."

The scholars who gathered together said that they must not make bitter talks, and expressed their disdain for the Buddha who turned out to be born out of nowhere. Among the family members, they whispered about Liang Feng's life experience and genealogy. His family is so rare, his parents died early, and his wife's family was also involved in the Jia family rebellion, and ended up in annihilation. Wouldn't he be a person with little fate? If it is really a bad fate, we still have to put aside the marriage for the time being, even if Liang Zixi is really handsome and talented as rumored, it is not as important as her daughter's life.

There are different opinions, but they can't do without one topic: When will Liang Zixi arrive?

With such a reputation, only the top elites in Jinyang have seen him. Whether it's worthy of the name or mere appearance, it depends on today's trip to spring.

Seeing that more and more gentry gathered by the river, the chariots and horses were bustling, almost blocking the road. The famous Liang Zixi still hasn't arrived. Could it be that the rumors are wrong and he won't be here today?

Just as someone was thinking this way, a mica cart appeared at the end of the road. Qingyou Tower, Zhu Siluo, tents covering the carriage, mica decorating the cow's body, it is the frame of the Wang family.

Many people stood up. What Wang Wen said was the direct descendant of the Wang clan of Taiyuan. No matter how they talked behind them, no one would dare to ignore the largest family in Jinyang. However, to everyone's surprise, when the frame was stopped and the curtain was lifted, it was not Wang Wen who walked out of the car, but a young man.

That person was actually wearing white clothes!

Everyone is shocked.

Logically speaking, wearing white clothes is not a taboo. Jinde, Shangbai. The emperor wore a white gauze top hat, and the prince married a white gauze. Baiji was created by Wei Wu, and it has become common practice for those who are not officials to take Baiji. However, the first serving is fine, but the clothes are rarely so plain. For nothing else, how does white clothes show luxury? Plain white silk is the cheapest, even with a little ornamentation, it will not be too expensive. What's more, there is no eye-catching color, no exquisite tattoos, if it is dark, beautiful, and fat, it can be described as ugly and uncontrollable in white clothes.

However, the person in front of him was covered in cream, with only some ice cracks on the cuffs of the placket. Wearing a white jade crown on his head and black cloud shoes on his feet, apart from the crow hair on his head and the ink pupils on his face, his face is as clear as jade and not stained with mundane dust.

And this simple dress also made him show very noble and arrogant. Although there are still some sick looks on the face, standing among a crowd of vulgar scholars wearing Zhu Fuqing, it is almost like a white crane, pure and elegant. After the uproar, there was a long silence, and even the gentry who wanted to greet Wang Wen couldn't help but stop.

"Yiyiqijin, chat about me. It seems that Zixi is really amazing." Wang Wen walked off the frame with a smile, and today he invited Liang Feng to ride in the same car with him. Watch carefully the silent scene of the crowd.

The phrase "Yiyi Qijin, talk about music for my members" comes from "Out of the East Gate" of "The Book of Songs·Zheng Feng", which is the love chant of pre-Qin men to women in white clothes. Speaking from Wang Wen's mouth, naturally there was a little more teasing.

Liang Feng smiled slightly: "Bifen is a song, and his words are adopted. I would also like to thank Zhongzheng for carrying me."

This sentence also comes from the Book of Songs, and the latter part is exactly "The son of Biqi, beautiful as jade. Beautiful as jade, different from the public." It is a verse that a woman praises a man for being handsome and handsome as jade. It happened that the two of them were still at the riverside, so the answer was simply wonderful.

Wang Wen couldn't help laughing, and regardless of other idle people, he took Liang Feng to Wang's camp.

Seeing the white man walking by, everyone came back to their senses. At this moment, how can anyone say harsh words? With such grace and tolerance, I am afraid that only Gushe Immortal can compare with it!

Oh, how can such a person indulge in the foul and stingy name? Afraid the rumors are wrong, right?

Seeing his pale face and pale lips, I'm afraid he is really sick...

Wang Changshi actually called him to ride a mica cart and walk hand in hand. It seems that the friendship between the two is really deep!

Such a handsome and easy person, it is no wonder that the relatives are few and light, this must be the will of the Buddha. Hey, do you want to marry a girl?

Everyone's thoughts were fluttering, and they had forgotten their previous guesses a long time ago. It wasn't until Sima Teng's soap wheel truck arrived that the weird silence disappeared slightly.

It was the first time I saw Liang Feng himself. Looking at the plain, handsome and flawless man, Sima Teng couldn't help but praise: "What a jade man! No wonder Mao Shen never forgets it. Today is a worthwhile trip!"

Liang Feng lied and said: "Fortunately, the East wins the public to give the doctor."

This ceremony is impartial, neither flattery nor contemptuous. It is free and easy, which makes people feel good. What's more, he also thanked the imperial doctor he sent, and his face was all over the face. Sima Teng only felt comfortable in his body, and his feelings of anger faded a lot. He smiled and nodded: "It is their credit to make Zixi come. Come, join me in the water."

With the arrival of Sima Teng, the chief official, the Xuan ceremony officially began. This is also the etiquette handed down from the pre-Qin Dynasty. He came to the water in March to receive the spring sun, clean the dust accumulated in winter, and eliminate disasters and diseases. Of course, this cleaning is not about taking off the clothes and bathing, but soaking the river water with your hands and feet, and using willow branches to get clean water, and sprinkle it on the body as the meaning of washing.

It is full of noble clans, and the rituals of 祓禊 are naturally not simple, and they are both elegant music and singing witches. After cleaning their hands with copper basins, everyone took out their hard-boiled eggs and jujubes and threw them in the water. This is also a common practice in Shangsi, floating eggs and floating dates, so that women can pick them up by the river, praying for more children and more blessings.

After completing a set of etiquette, Sima Teng stroked his palms and said: "Today is March 3, when the water is flowing. Come, let's set a banquet!"

This is the main topic of the banquet. The brocade tent is like a curtain, Huayin is the way, and everyone comes to the pre-set pool with the sound of silk and bamboo. Like Zhongxing Pengyue, Sima Teng sat at the top, and several other big clans were seated in a row. Seeing everyone sitting down, Sima Teng pointed to the cup at hand: "Is it poems or talks today?"

Next to him, a narrow-eyed and short-bearded middle-aged man stroked his beard and smiled and said, "A gathering of outstanding talents is a good talk."

This person is Sun Zhi, the governor's chief official, and a child of the Sun Clan of Zhongdu. The grand ancestor of the Sun family was General Cao Wei Hussein, and he was appointed as the capital of the city. After several generations of officials to the prefect, also a prominent family in Taiyuan.

When Sima Teng heard the words, he smiled and said, "Xuanda's words are very true."

Following Sima Teng's order, the lotus leaf holding the cup was placed in the blue wave, and the music started loudly.

Sun Zhi smiled unabatedly, his narrow eyes swept over the white figure below, and his lips grew colder.