[1] "Pinglan People. River Night" by Zhang Kejiu. Ci
The river is clear and the river is bright,
Who on the river picked up the jade zither?
Listen across the river and tears, and the river is full of sighs.
The river water is clear, and the moon in the river is bright.
Who is plucking the strings? Get rid of the pain in my heart!
Yu Meipan wept while listening to the piano. She looked at the vast night sky and let out a long sigh.
Liu Ruyan comforted: "Sister Panpan, don't be sad, the young master is just going home to have a look, and he will be back soon."
Mei Pan shouted loudly: "Why do you call him Eldest Young Master? Eldest Young Master, Eldest Young Master Don't you think we have been fooled again?"
"how could be!"
"Didn't you realize that we are back to the beginning, and he and I have become brother and sister again?"
Ru Yan also felt that something was wrong, but she had nothing to say.
Mei Pan continued: "Senior Brother didn't know what he was thinking, why did he agree to be the adoptive son."
Ruyan said: "Didn't you ask me the day before yesterday to ask less your husband. He said that Director Yu discussed him being the adopted son, mainly because someone would 'throw the basin' on him when the master left. Mr. Yu said, The master will be strong for the rest of his life, and he must not be reduced to the list of those who will not die well when he leaves!"
"Daddy died well, but what about us Brother and sister brother and sister getting married, wouldn't it be ridiculous Tell me, we can still be together!"
"Wan Xianggong said that he did not adopt to the Yu family. Didn't he change his surname?! You two are married, no one will laugh"
"But I always feel that my mother regards him as her own son. Don't you see, my mother gave him all the family's treasures [1]!"
"You don't have to worry too much. Isn't that the custom in our Shu land? Whoever 'throws the basin' will inherit the family property."
"Could it be that senior brother is doing it for family property?"
"Where are you going, Mr. Wan is not that kind of person! If you want to save your family property, it will be time to save you."
"Ruyan, do you think that mother has already noticed the matter between me and senior brother?"
"I can't~"
"Then, why did you put Xia Lian by my side? Isn't it to keep an eye on us?"
"I have covered Xia Lian's words."
"What did she say?"
"She said, my good sister is coming back soon. After returning, Ruyan will follow to Yunnan. There are indispensable people to take care of the young lady, so she is sent here."
Meipan said thoughtfully: "Thenwhy did my mother let Shigego back to my hometown again? Isn't it to separate us?"
"Mr. Wan went to Chengdu, didn't he go home to see if the master's birthday grave has been repaired"
The two of them were talking when they saw a black shadow walking over.
When she got closer, she saw that it was Xia Lian. She said: "Miss, it turns out that you are here, and I have had a hard time finding you."
"Why are you looking for me?"
"It's getting cold, I'll bring you some clothes." She said and put the coat in her hand on Meipan.
Ru Yan said: "It's getting late, let's go back to the house!"
With that said, the three of them left the urinal.
[2] "Zhenggong. Just Right" Wang Shifu. Yuan Song
? Biyuntian, Huanghuadi,
The west wind is tight, and the geese from the north fly south.
Who will be stained with frost and drunk in the forest at dawn? Always leave people in tears.
Early the next morning, Wan Sheng left Pujiu Temple.
He looked back at the ancient temple that he would never forget in his life, and suddenly felt the urge to cry
The sky is so gray, without any glare. Wan Sheng faintly felt that no matter how he struggled, he could not escape the drag of fate. He could only sigh deeply and move forward silently.
On the ground, there are yellow flowers full of haggard eyes, weeping, grieving, and getting thinner day by day, but no matter how you look at these flowers, there is no end in sight.
It's the beginning of autumn, and the breeze blows everywhere, but it blows more and more urgently, making people's hearts cold.
He looked up, only to see flocks of wild geese flying to the south, which made the chill in his heart unavoidably increase a bit.
The sky and the earth are facing each other and reflecting each other, showing a bit of separation. But he had no choice but to wander and wander in this boundless universe, looking for his soul and final destination.
Isn't it just Mid-Autumn Festival? Who is this who dyed these frosty leaves into such an intoxicating red Is it the sadness of autumn and winter? Is it too late to meet each other? Or tears? It's not, it's the broken blood of parting hearts stained red.Seeing that Wan Sheng panicked, Madam Yu explained: "This is not my home after all, and it is easy to disturb your mind. The meaning of being a mother is nothing more than to encourage Du'er, guard against arrogance and impetuosity, and make great achievements. Good intentions, you have to think twice!"
Seeing the tension and embarrassment of the situation, Ming Ben hurriedly smoothed things over and said, "Amitabha. What Madam Yu said is very true. Xie Yuan is definitely not a backward person. Come, Xie Yuan drank the wine toasted by the old lady, and the old monk also borrowed flowers to present Buddha , toast you two glasses!"
Wan Sheng said: "Thank you, elder, the students can't afford it." After finishing speaking, he drank the glass of wine that Ru Yan poured out in one gulp.
Ming Ben took the jug, poured another cup, and said, "This cup, I wish Xie Yuan Lianke and the first place, and the title on the gold list!"
"Thank you, elder." Wan Sheng gulped it down again.
Ming Ben poured another glass of wine and said, "This second glass of wine is to congratulate Xie Yuan on his return, marriage and reunion."
Everyone sitting there was startled: Married? Who are you married to?
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Notes
[1] soft
? Also known as "Xiu", the original meaning is delicate and soft. In Wang Jia's "Supplements of Relics. Fangzhang Mountain" in the Jin Dynasty: "There is a grass named Rujian, the color of the leaves is like cyanosis, the color of the stem is like lacquer, it is soft and soft, and the people of the sea wove it as a mat recommendation, and the volume is not full. Shu Zhi is the guest of Fang Guo."
? Use this kind of fine and soft "wet rape" grass to weave into a mat, which can be rolled up to one hand, and can accommodate guests from many countries after being rolled out. The fineness and softness of this grass can be seen enough.
Later, the meaning of "fine and soft" was extended, mainly referring to valuable items that are easy to carry, and it is often said that gold and silver are soft and soft. The hard currency in ancient times was gold and silver, referring to gold ingots, silver ingots, gold ingots, and silver ingots; in addition, precious jewelry and valuable clothing belonged to the "fine and soft" category.
"Thin" refers to fine and precious jewelry, while "soft" refers to items that are soft and easy to pack, such as silk and satin. Therefore, "soft" refers to those valuable items that are easy to carry, and also generally refers to money. Especially when you are in a hurry to run away from home, take these valuables with you, and you can exchange them for gold and silver coins when you have difficulties, so as to ensure your life after going out.
According to investigations, the word "Xinruan" first appeared in "Jingben Popular Novels. Feng Yumei Reunion" in the Song and Yuan Dynasties: "Pick up the thin and soft family wealth and make two packages." It is often seen in later operas and novels.
In the third fold of "Dairy Jade Comb" written by Jia Zhongming, a playwright at the end of the Yuan Dynasty and the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, there is: "Bring some small and soft furniture, and go to Beijing to find the minister of Jingchu."
[2] Changting
Changting began in the Qin and Han Dynasties. Along the main road (that is, the national road at that time), a pavilion was built on the side of the road every ten miles for travelers to rest and see off. Later, a pavilion was also set up every five miles, called a short pavilion.
In Yu Xin's "Ai Jiangnan Fu" in the Northern Dynasties, it is said that "ten miles and five miles, there are long pavilions and short pavilions". Li Bai's "Bodhisattva Man" also has the sentence "Where is the return journey? The long pavilion is even shorter". (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com