Talk about the world of mortals in detail

There are so many people with the surname Huang in the world, but Li Congxun couldn't think of any famous people with the surname Huang for a while, and of course he couldn't rely on the mountain god.

But his thoughts about playing were almost suppressed by the words in his hand. Facing the students around him, Li Congmin used his homework technique.

"We are not just looking at the scenery. We are going to write an article on the theme of Kuonan Mountain in autumn, which will be included in the academy's assessment!"

"Ah?" "I didn't mention this when I came here!"

"Oh, I thought I was just here to play."

"Great, my assessment is saved!"

Some people were happy and some were sad, and they started to discuss things in twos and threes. They really wanted to see the scene, but they all had other thoughts on their minds.

"Yi Abao, come here!"

Li Congmin called A Bao, and then led him to the side. The other two people also wanted to follow, but they were scared back by the Master's glare.

In the corner of this hill, Li Congmin leaned against a rock and carefully unfolded the calligraphy scroll in his hand little by little. He felt as if he was afraid that it would be torn into pieces if he was too strong, or blown away by the wind if he was too weak.

When the new ink words on it appeared before his eyes, Li Congmin's heartbeat began to speed up involuntarily.

"It turns out that Grandpa Uncle wrote this poem, "Wang Tian Yu" by Bai Xiaojie, a famous scholar from Beiyan!"

Naturally, Nan Yan always regarded himself as "Dayan", but on Dayong's side, it was obvious that Dayan in the northern and southern capitals period was not at the same level at all.

However, Li Congmin had no intention of thinking about teaching Yi Abao at the moment, and it was difficult for him to take his eyes away from the paper.

"Abao, the original painting "The Change of Heaven and Earth" was painted by your uncle, right?"

"Uh, Master, don't blame me. I also think it shouldn't be known to too many people. Besides, my uncle doesn't like publicity either."

Li Congmin then looked at A Bao and nodded.

"You're right. Don't publicize it too much in the future. Well, do you know your uncle's name and whether he is an official in the court?"

"His name is Yi Shuyuan. He has never been an official and rarely comes home. It has been several years since he last came back."

That’s a hermit!

I thought that the calligraphy I had seen was a calligraphy treasure left by the late master, but I didn't expect that it was still in the world. If it is not famous in the world, it can only be because the other party doesn't want to, not because it is impossible.

Li Congmin calmed down, carefully put away the words in his hand again, and then looked at Yi Abao.

"Abao, when your elder comes back, you should go back and take a look. But I wonder if your elder doesn't like outsiders visiting?"

Although Yi Abao is not extremely smart, he is certainly not stupid either. It is already clear what he means.

"Don't worry, Master, my uncle is still very easy-going. By the way, some of the classics at the student's home are damaged and incomplete. I would like to ask Master to go back and check them, so that the student can check for missing holes and fill in the gaps, and either buy or write to complete the classics!"

Li Congmin smiled immediately.

"Children can be taught! Oh, by the way, do you know the man who was drinking and watching the scenery with your uncle? Your uncle called him Huang Gong. He must not be an ordinary woodcutter!"

"I don't know about this. I haven't seen it, and I haven't heard it mentioned by my uncle."

Yi Abao subconsciously looked in the direction where the woodcutter left with confusion, but he was slightly surprised because the woodcutter was nowhere to be seen on the left, right and on the mountain road in front of him.

Although it is in the mountains, the field of view is still relatively wide, and the other party has obviously not walked for long.

Abao's eyes turned around, and when he passed by the mountain temple, his heart suddenly jumped again, but he did not dare to express the ridiculous thoughts that passed by.

Near Nanshan Hill, Yi Shuyuan was walking, and Shi Sheng and Hui Mian, who had been playing wildly in the mountains for a long time, came out.

"Master~ Look how many good things we found, hahaha!"

Shi Sheng shouted excitedly, and Hui Mian was also "baring his teeth and claws" on his head. It turned out that Shi Sheng and Hui Mian had found a lot of mushrooms at this moment, and they were holding a sack in their hands, which was quite a lot.

"Oh, this is good stuff!"

"Hahaha, there are a lot of wild fruits and pine cones inside!"

“Not bad, not bad, I won’t go home empty-handed!”

Walking through Nanshan Hill, it seems that the two tombs have been repaired and tidied up in the past two years, stone shelves have been erected, and some steps have been added to the hill. However, these are actually of little significance to the deceased. It is enough if the tomb is complete, especially if the tomb is already empty.

Yi Shuyuan tidied the weeds in front of and behind the grave, and learned a few thrush calls at the bamboo forest behind.

"Chirp~~Chirp~Chirp Chirp~~~"

There were also some birds chirping in the distance. By the time some birds flew to the bamboo forest, Yi Shuyuan had already taken Shi Sheng away.

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The Yi family has not changed much since a few years ago. With the temperaments of my sister-in-law Zhao and her brother Baokang, they are not willing to hire anyone except long-term workers in the mills and fields.

It's just that Yi Yong'an and his wife also have their own ideas, so the Yi family now also employs two young servants.

When Yi Shuyuan took Shi Sheng home, two servants who looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old were tinkering with repairing a cart and had already removed one wheel.

"Is it time to apply some oil?" "No, look, the shaft is cracked. You have to find hardwood to make a new one. Tie it up with rope first. This one can still survive for a while, and it needs to be oiled. Alas, What are you looking at?"

Seeing his companion stand up, another young servant also turned his head, and then saw Yi Shuyuan and Shi Sheng carrying bags and mushrooms.

Seeing Yi Shuyuan dressed as a Confucian scholar, the young servant did not dare to neglect him.

"Well, what does this gentleman do here?"

That was the question, but they always felt that the Confucian scholar in front of them looked familiar.

Yi Shuyuan smiled.

"I go home."

go home? The two servants were stunned for a moment, and then they reacted almost at the same time, and one of them even blurted out.

"Are you the eldest uncle?"

Yi Shuyuan was happy when he heard this title. He was really a senior!

"Is there anyone at home?"

Hearing Yi Shuyuan's question, the two servants nodded repeatedly and quickly put down the tools and other things in their hands. It was obvious that they had been told about Yi Shuyuan at home, but it was just the first time they saw him. They were inevitably excited.

"Yes, yes. Sir, please come in quickly!"

The two hurried in, muttering to each other.

"I wonder why it looks familiar!" "Sir, you are indeed as young as the young master said!"

After speaking, he shouted again at the top of his lungs.

"Master, madam, the eldest master is back~~~~"

"The uncle is back~~~"

Yi Yongan would be drinking wine and eating side dishes comfortably in the backyard. The wine was the kind he often hunted, and the dishes were fish he caught.

When he heard the servant outside shouting, Yi Yongan couldn't help but be slightly startled. He didn't react for a while.

Grandpa?

Suddenly, Yi Yongan slapped his thigh hard.

Oh my dear, it’s my uncle!

Yi Yongan put down his bowls and chopsticks, stood up and rushed to the front yard, shouting as he rushed back.

"Quick, go and ask the old man to come back - uncle, uncle, are you back -"

At the gate of the Yi family, Yi Shuyuan did not go in immediately. He looked at the courtyard wall on one side of the gate, where an old man with a cane appeared and saluted.

Yi Shuyuan bowed his hand in return and then entered the Yi family gate.

Yi Baokang is almost seventy, which is considered old for any place in Dayong, but Yi Baokang is still very strong. Although many elderly people in the same village are not in bad health, none of them are as strong as him. He does heavy work easily, but he is still helping people in the same village dig lotus root knots when he has nothing to do.

A group of people were working in the lotus pond with their trouser legs rolled up. Yi Baokang, who had all white hair, worked more energetically than the young people.

"Mr. Yi, the lotus roots are so fresh and sweet this year. Will your family accept them all?"

Because he is a simple and honest man with a high status, he is willing to help the village. Now some of the younger generations in the village will respectfully call Yi Baokang "Taiye".

"Take it all, take it all, the price must be fair!"

"Hahaha, we must trust your words!" "Hey, hey, eel!"

"Hold on, hold on, oh!" "Oh, it's so big, and the colors look so bright!"

"Mr. Yi still has sharp eyes and quick hands!"

"Hahahaha, bring me the fish basket."

"It's right on your waist!" "Oh oh oh hahaha."

When Yi Baokang was happy about catching the eels, family members were already running over on the field ridge over there, shouting as they ran.

"Old man, old man, please go back quickly. The eldest man is back——"

Brother is back?

"I'll take my leave now, you're busy!"

Yi Baokang shook off the mud on his hands and hurriedly climbed up towards the field ridge.

"When did you come back?"

"Just now, please go back quickly!"

"Hey!"

Yi Baokang put on his straw sandals and walked quickly on the field ridge. He also saw some young and middle-aged people in Ouchi and secretly smacked their lips.

"Mr. Yi is a lot older and in better shape than me."

"Hahahaha, you brats don't understand, the Yi family is all in good health!"

In the Yi family courtyard, while Mrs. Zhao was diligently making tea for Yi Shuyuan, Yi Baokang came back.

When Yi Shuyuan saw his younger brother like this, he had a fish basket on his waist and his pants were rolled up and his legs were covered in mud. Although he was already a wealthy family in a nearby town, he was still a "mud-legged guy" that Yi Shuyuan was happy to see.

"Brother! Are you in a hurry to leave this time?"

Yi Baokang ran as he spoke and soon reached the living room.

Yi Shuyuan was not in a hurry this time. He stood up and reached out to hold Yi Baokang's arm. Feeling the exciting strength in Yi Baokang's hand, he nodded.

"I'm not in a hurry to leave this time. I'll stay at home for a while."

"How long? Don't leave again in three to five days!"

"Maybe we can live there for three to five years!"

Hearing what Yi Shuyuan said, Yi Baokang suddenly had a bright smile on his face.

"Okay, okay, stay longer. No, it's best not to leave. I won't urge you to find a wife. Just don't leave!"

Have you forgotten this yet?

Yi Shuyuan suddenly felt dumbfounded!

"Oh, what's wrong with having a wife without a wife? My uncle's Zhou Zheng appearance is so worthy of a younger one!"

"Mom and Dad, don't talk about this."

Yi Yong'an saw Yi Shuyuan's strange expression and hurriedly came out to smooth things over. Yi Shuyuan was also helpless. His younger brother and sister-in-law could only say that they were not part of the same family.

At this moment, Shi Sheng covered his mouth with his hands, trying hard not to laugh out loud, but he still couldn't help but laugh. Even Hui Mian had to endure it very hard.