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- After a few days' rest, Yang Yi and his party set out from Hangzhou again, passing by Mount Lu, crossing Dongting, and visiting Yueyang Tower. When they arrived in Tanzhou, Qing Niang refused to leave and insisted that Yang Yi go to Yuelu Mountain on the west bank of the Xiangjiang River. This girl Yuelu Mountain is naturally aimed at Yuelu Academy.
In the ninth year of the founding of Emperor Taizu of the Song Dynasty (AD 976), Zhu Dong, the prefect of Tanzhou, formally founded Yuelu Academy on the basis of a school run by monks. More than a hundred years later, Yuelu Academy has become one of the four major academies of the Song Dynasty. The four characters "Yuelu Academy" on the gate are handwritten by Emperor Zhenzong himself.
However, at this time, Yuelu Academy had not yet reached its heyday, and there was not yet the rather conceited couplet at the door: Only Chu has talents, and this is where it flourishes.
There is no famous Aiwan Pavilion yet, but Yang Yi is very generous this time and donates 5,000 yuan to build a pavilion in Qingfeng Gorge at the foot of Yuelu Mountain. Well, it¡¯s called ¡®Aiwan Pavilion¡¯.
Taifu Yang also asked Qing Niang to write Du Mu's "Mountain Journey" in handwriting: Far up the cold mountain, the stone path is sloping, and there is a family deep in the white clouds. Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the leaves are as red as the flowers in February due to frost. An honest signature: Good night, layman. Carve it into a poem stele and stand it in front of the pavilion. Taifu Yang personally planted three maple trees in front of the pavilion.
This can be regarded as leaving a monument and a good story for future generations. Although Qingniang's handwriting is not considered to be a masterpiece, it is still beautiful and beautiful. The quality of the handwriting is not the point. The key is her reputation as the most talented woman. It is enough to leave it here as a poetic monument to attract future generations to remember her.
No matter how hard it is, it must be said that when Tang Bohu is chasing the autumn fragrance, "Love the maple leaves in the evening pavilion is sad" is not an acrostic poem.
Yang Yi stayed in Tanzhou (Changsha) for a few days, mainly inspecting the farming and education here. In terms of business, Tanzhou area is still relatively backward, but a few years ago the imperial court moved millions of people to Jinghu, among which the main resettlement sites That is the area from Yueyang to Tanzhou;
When the people moved to Jinghu, the court spent a lot of money, but now it is finally starting to pay off. The land in this area is fertile and the water system is developed, which is conducive to farming. The Champa rice grown can be harvested twice a year;
After several years of development. The Jinghu area has undergone great changes, and it has the potential to become another granary of the Song Dynasty, with grain output catching up with Suhu. Perhaps in another ten years, Suhu's cooked world-wide foot will become Jinghu's cooked world-wide foot.
Of course, there are still many problems, but overall the development is in a good direction. Yang Yi once again wrote a thousand-word memorial to the court. He sent the problems existing in Jinghu and his suggestions for rectification back to Tokyo. This may also be his last memorial to the court during this trip.
Going south from Tanzhou, there is a lively road construction scene all the way. Among the two roads in Lingnan developed by the imperial court, the vertical straight road starts from Tanzhou in the north and ends in Qinzhou in the south. It connects Hengyang, Guizhou, Liuzhou and Yongzhou in the middle.
Because the imperial court invests less than 20 million yuan each year, the project has not yet been completed. Only the section from Qinzhou to Guizhou (Guilin) ??has been built, and the section from Guizhou to Tanzhou is still under construction.
Half of the labor used was Jiaozhi captives, and the other half was hired from people along the way. At the same time, many road sections are contracted to businessmen for construction.
Yang Yi¡¯s trip south this time, he had to check the quality of the project.
When we approached Hengyang, the traveling pleasure of Qing Niang, Adela, and the eldest princess of Qin had greatly diminished. After all, this place was not as prosperous as the south of the Yangtze River. Transportation is not that convenient either. Sometimes I have to walk twenty or thirty miles to see someone else¡¯s house.
We stayed at Hengshan Posthouse that day. The posthouse was quite simple. In a row of low tile-roofed houses, two old postmen were sunbathing at the foot of the wall. The room had not been cleaned for at least half a month, and the tables and chairs were covered with dust.
I heard that when the Imperial Tutor arrived, the two postmen were so frightened that their legs went weak. They crawled out to greet them, and then crawled in to clean up, so that Yang Yi didn't even see what they looked like from the beginning to the end. .
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? All the food was just plain food. Fortunately, Xiaobai hunted a yellow pheasant in the afternoon, and at least he ate some meat.
Yang Yi felt a little ashamed of facing Qing Niang and the three girls, so he said while eating: "Qing Niang, Ying'er, Adela, that's good. You can go back to Jiangnan from now on and wait for me in Hangzhou. I will pick you up when I return. Let¡¯s go back to Beijing together.¡±
The three girls didn't expect him to say this suddenly, and they looked at each other. In the end, it was Adela who sang with a Western accent: "I often envy the jade man in the world, and the heavenly sect pays for the sweet lady." . I write a clear song to spread my teeth, the wind blows, the snow flies and the sea becomes cool. After thousands of miles away, the years are getting younger, and the smile still carries the fragrance of plum blossoms. I wonder if Lingnan is good? But he said: This place of peace of mind is my hometown."
Adela was reading a poem called "Ding Feng Bo" written by Su Dongpo. This poem has a very touching allusion. Su Dongpo implicated some relatives and friends because of the "Wutai Poetry Case", and these people were deposed together. Among them, Wang Gong, the grandson of the famous scholar Wang Dan, was demoted to Lingnan Binzhou;
Wang Gong was a consort and had many singing girls. When Wang Gong finalized the case, the singing girls in his family dispersed one after another.One of the geishas was named Yuwen Rounu, but she was willing to accompany Wang Gong all the way and was banished to the wilderness. She endured many hardships by her side and was able to return to Beijing after five years.
When old friends meet, it is inevitable to exchange greetings and greetings. Su Shi asked Wang Gong's singer Yu Wenrounu out of courtesy: "Is the climate of Guangnan bad?"
This is purely a redundant question, because in the eyes of all scholars at that time, Lingnan was a barbaric land with barren mountains and rivers, and it was already a consensus that it was not good.
However, Yuwen Rounu replied calmly: "This is my hometown where my heart is at ease."
Su Dongpo didn't expect that such a weak woman could blurt out such open-minded words. He couldn't help but admire Rou Nu greatly and immediately wrote the poem "Ding Feng Bo".
At this moment, Adela and the three of them didn't say anything else, they just recited this word. Yang Yi was also very moved, and gave each of them a piece of yellow meat, and said repeatedly: "Eat quickly, eat quickly, I will ask the guards tomorrow Go to the front and take the lead, make some arrangements in advance, and prevent you from suffering like this. I am not thinking carefully today, so I should drink three drinks as a penalty."
Qing Niang moved lightly, snatched the jug and hummed: "In Brother Yang's heart, the three of me are not as good as one geisha. You have no sincerity in your self-examination. What do you mean by punishing yourself with three drinks?" This wine is a fine wine we brought from the south of the Yangtze River, and people still want to drink it. It¡¯s a lie that you¡¯re punishing yourself, but it¡¯s true that you want to monopolize the fine wine. Are you pretending that people don¡¯t know about it?¡±
Yang Yi held up an empty cup with an embarrassed look on his face. He held it in for a long time before he finally said: "Qing Niang, you are naughty again."
"Hehe, I learned it from Sister Qing'er."
"Don't imitate her, she is a witch."
"Hehehehaha, Brother Yang is not allowed to muddle through. You must compose a poem first, and then it will count."
"Yes, yes, do it quickly." The eldest princess of Qin and Adela also followed suit, looking at him with smiles like flowers. Um. Or it would be more appropriate to say that she was monitoring him.
Taifu Yang waved his sleeves and said proudly: "What's the difficulty? A poem is just a piece of cake for me! I'll wait for you with pen and ink!"
Without saying a word, Qing Niang immediately put down her bowls and chopsticks and ran to polish her ink. Yang Taifu pretended to be pacing in the courtyard, sometimes looking up at the moon. Sometimes I lower my head and think deeply. To be precise, I lower my head and look for ants. Isn¡¯t it just a word? Is it necessary to think deeply?
When Qing Niang finished polishing the ink, he happily splashed the ink and wrote a poem "Traveling on the Shasha":
The building is lost in fog. The moon is lost in Jindu, and the peach garden is nowhere to be found.
"It's a cold spring when the solitary pavilion is closed, and the sun sets in the dusk amid the sound of cuckoos.
The post sent plum blossoms, and the fish passed on the ruler. There are countless hates built into it.
??The Chenjiang River fortunately circles Chenshan Mountain, but for whom does it flow down to Xiaoxiang?
After reading this poem, Qing Niang and the others couldn't help but cheer. Yang Taifu took advantage of the three people surrounding him to appreciate his pen and ink. He took the wine bottle calmly. I consciously "punished" myself three drinks.
¡°Well, that Qin Shaoyou. Now he is working as a fat man in the grain farm. Because of his appearance, he was not demoted to Chenzhou. If he had not come up with it, this poem would never have come out. In this case, Taifu Yang exchanged this poem for three glasses of wine. It's peace of mind.
"Ah, Brother Yang is the worst. He steals wine while others are not paying attention." Qing Niang finally discovered someone's disdainful behavior and suddenly screamed.
"Don't grab it, don't grab it, Qing Niang, don't be naughty!"
"But you almost finished the bottle of wine."
"But isn't it that you haven't finished drinking yet?"
"But if people don't say anything, you will finish drinking."
"But you said it."
"Hee hee" Qing Niang finally couldn't stand it anymore and fell softly on his lap. Her pretty face was full of dew and her rhyme was like a mist. Even though she spent three thousand pens and ink, she couldn't describe her intoxicating beauty.
Qingniang grew up with Yang Yi, and it would be no exaggeration to say that they were childhood sweethearts. When she joked and laughed in front of Yang Yi, even if she acted coquettishly and scolded, it was always so natural, without any pretense, and she felt natural and close. Princess Qin and Adela were both a little envious.
"Stop looking, sit down quickly and continue to eat. Eat more. The road to Lingnan is difficult, so you have to save some strength." Yang Yi slapped Qing Niang's pretty buttocks, and then urged Zhao Qian and Ah Della.
Several people finished their dinner in the evening breeze, and four people slept in the same room at night. There was no choice. There were only three tile-roofed houses in this post station. There were so many people in the post station and the guards combined that they occupied two rooms and it was still crowded. There was only one room left, and Taifu Yang also I had no choice but to squeeze in with the three Qingniang girls "reluctantly".
How "embarrassed" Taifu Yang is is really not enough to explain to outsiders!
Yang Yi said that the Lingnan road was difficult to travel, but he was wrong when he returned. After entering Quanzhou, Guangxi, the newly built straight roadIt is spacious and flat, and the carriages and horses equipped with shock absorbers are running on it without feeling too bumpy. In addition, as it is close to Guizhou, the green peaks on both sides of the road are like black and white, and there are all kinds of strange things that make people dizzy.
Qing Niang and the others had never seen such beautiful and unique landscapes, and all their fatigue disappeared. After arriving in Guizhou, Yang Yi took the three of them boating on the Li River to visit Elephant Trunk Mountain and Tuofeng Mountain.
"Sing folk songs, sing here and there and harmoniously over there. Folk songs are like spring rivers. They are not afraid of dangerous beaches and many twists and turns."
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? A folk song by Taifu Yang was heard among the green mountains and green waters, which made Qingniang and the other two people stunned.
?? Taifu Yang continued: "Why are there somersaults on the water surface? What the hell, what are the tall buildings rising from the water? What the heck, what is the water surface holding parasols, what the heck, what the water surface is growing old together."
It's a pity that Mrs. Yang is a reticent in singing, and Qing Niang and the three girls can't sing in antiphony. After he taught him n times, Adela dared to speak first, and this tone brought an alternative flavor of the Western Regions: "The ducks are doing somersaults on the water. , the big ship has tall buildings rising from the water.¡±
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