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Volume 1: Young Fencing More Playing the Flute, Chapter 199: The Spring Tide Brings Rain and Comes Late

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    On a date with your fianc¨¦e, no matter how honest and reserved you are, there will still be some ambiguous behavior. You wouldn't dare to try the forbidden fruit and win the match. It wouldn't be too outrageous to put your little hand around your waist and give it a sweet kiss, but Zhang Guangwei gave him a thick wad of love.  The Taoist Scriptures asked Zeng Yu to read carefully, and said that there were eight hundred volumes of classics waiting in line for Zeng Yu to read. Wouldn't it be a hardship for Zeng Yu?  Zhang Guangwei saw Zeng Yu's frown and said considerately: "Zeng Xiucai, I know it's not easy for you to come to Shangqing. You don't need to come here to pick up the books next time. I'll send someone to send the books to Shangrao -  "How long do you think you will be able to finish reading this box of books and understand it?" Zeng Yu stood up, grabbed his pennant, and said, "I'd better paddle the boat." Zhang Guangwei's eyes widened and he said in surprise, "What's wrong, you?"  Don't like reading? "What are you talking about? It's insulting to say that scholars don't like reading. Zeng Yu shook his head and said with a smile: "I only heard that Han Chuang studied hard and got the top prize, but I haven't heard of any immortal who got it through reading.  "Zhang Guangwei became anxious, patted the book box and shouted: "But these are excellent Taoist scriptures. How can you know the secrets of them if you don't read them?" Zeng Yu said: "You can't understand the Tao from the pile of books.  The enlightenment of Tao should be in the mountains and rivers. You can see the flying fish, flying kites, withered vegetation, and even the Tao everywhere in our daily life." Zeng Yu deliberately confused the "Tao" of Taoism and the "Tao" of Confucianism, and the Taizhou School claimed.  The Tao is what people use in daily life. Zhang Guangwei does not read Confucianism and does not know Wang Shouren and Wang Gen. The "Tao" in Zhang Guangwei's heart is otherworldly and blind and difficult to find. How can daily life be the Tao? It is simply heresy and heresy, which is very annoying.  He said: "You think this is the Tao, and that is the Tao, then are you a god now?" The spring sun was warm, Zeng Yu lazily rowed the boat, and said leisurely: "With the little fairy as my companion, this scene is so beautiful  , He¡¯s almost like a god.¡± Zhang Guangwei was originally very angry, but when he heard what Zeng Yu said, he replied happily: ¡°I guess you can talk.¡± It seems that even girls who want to become immortals like to listen to flattery.  The boat was getting farther and farther away from Shangqing Town. No one could be seen or heard on both sides of the bank. The flow of the Luxi River gradually increased. Zhang Guangwei said: "Zeng Xiucai, just park the boat under the willow shade over there. The water will become more and more turbulent as you go over there."  Yes, there are dangerous shoals and rocks. Your boating skills will definitely not be able to cope with it, but don¡¯t become a water ghost before you become a god." He said with a smile.  Zeng Yu followed his instructions and docked the boat under the old willow tree on the left bank, tied the cable, sat side by side with Zhang Guangwei on the bow, and said: "It's only the end of February, and the sun is already so hot - Miss Guangwei, there are people on this boat.  Is there any water?" Zhang Guangwei said proudly: "Everything is ready." He quickly took out a teapot and two tea bowls from under the cabin, poured a bowl for Zeng Yu, and looked at Zeng Yu drinking tea, saying, "Don't call me.  Miss Guangwei, please call me by my nickname. Of course you know my nickname. You don¡¯t have a nickname, right? Do you want me to pick one for you? Zeng Yu said hurriedly: ¡°No, no, you¡¯d better call me for the time being.  Zeng Xiucai, you can also call him Zeng Jiuli.  " Zhang Guangwei said "Oh", took out two more fishing rods and said: "Let's fish.  Zeng Yu said happily: "Okay, I'll go to the stern of the boat to fish and see who catches more."  " He stood up and broke off two thin willow branches. After catching the fish, he used the willow branches to tie them up. The two of them were fishing in one bow and one in the stern. They chatted without saying a word. Zhang Guangwei, who had his back to Zeng Yu, suddenly asked softly:  "Zeng Xiucai, what did your family say after your engagement last month?  Zeng Yu replied: "It's very happy. My mother and Niuniu are both very happy. They can't wait to marry the little fairy as soon as possible, hehe."  " Zhang Guangwei also laughed, and quickly pursed his lips. On the surface, he was more reserved, but in his heart he was happy. The little fairy who devoted himself to cultivating Taoism also cared about this. After a while, Zhang Guangwei asked again: "Then do you have any?  Speaking of which, I want to devote myself to cultivating Taoism?  Zeng Yuxin said: "What do you want to say? You shouldn't go into the bridal chamber with me. Taoism has the magic of bridal chamber."  He said: "The days ahead will be long, the days ahead will be long. These are all easy to say, just take your time."  " Zhang Guangwei stopped talking. He looked at the fish float made of goose quills on the water surface and gently swayed with the water waves. The fish would not take the bait for a while, and the willow shade by the stream was very quiet. After a while, Zhang Guangwei asked Zeng Yu again, "Do you take it?  How are you practicing the "Vitality Method"? This is a health-preserving guidance technique taught to Zeng Yu by the Taoist Yuan Gang. Zhang Guangwei has been practicing it since he was twelve years old. At this time, while fishing, he recited: "Six Qi,  Shhh, heh, we, blow, huff, hee.  Each qi belongs to one internal organ, and the remaining qi belongs to the three burners.  We belong to the lungs, and the lungs govern the nose. If there is disharmony between cold and heat, or extreme fatigue, we can vomit and breathe according to the symptoms. We can also treat skin sores and scabies. If you have this disease, treat it according to the symptoms and heal immediately; He belongs to the heart, and the heart governs the tongue and mouth.  Dry tongue, suffocation and all kinds of evil spirits, just go away with it. If you have a big fever, you will have a big mouth, if you have a little heat, you will have a small mouth" Zhang Guangwei recited for a while, but no fish took the bait. Zeng Yu at the stern of the boat stopped moving and turned to look.  , Zeng Yu sat there and dozed off. Zeng Yu had drank a few more glasses of sweet rice wine at Old Man Huang's house before. After getting warm in the afternoon, he felt sleepy. Zhang Guangwei smiled softly, put the fishing rod on the boat and pressed it down with a bamboo pole, and she tiptoed.  Go to ?Sitting next to Zeng Yu, he carefully looked at Zeng Yu's sleeping appearance, and felt a little embarrassed. He moved his eyes away to look at the flowing water. The stream flowed, and his eyes also moved. Unknowingly, he turned his eyes to Zeng Yu again, and just stared at it, feeling in his heart.  What he was thinking was: "Zeng Xiucai is an interesting person who is not old-fashioned. He also has the spiritual roots of Taoism. From now on, he and I will travel together to visit famous mountains and rivers and visit Taoist masters. It will be really wonderful." The more Zhang Guangwei thought about it, the more beautiful he became.  Laughing, just as I was having a beautiful thought, I suddenly saw the fishing rod Zeng Yu stepped on moving. I saw that a fish had taken the bait, and I quickly pushed Zeng Yu's shoulder and reminded: "Zeng Xiucai, the fish has taken the bait." Zeng Yu was actually not asleep.  He was just feeling sleepy and confused. Zhang Guangwei came over and stared at him. He knew everything clearly. At this time, he opened his eyes and said: "Did the fish take the bait? Great." When he lifted the fishing rod, a fish over four inches long jumped out of the water.  .  Zhang Guangwei caught the fish and was about to take the willow branches to thread the fish. Suddenly he raised his hand and threw the fish back into the water.  Zeng Yuqi asked: "What's wrong?" Zhang Guangwei smelled the fishy smell on his hand and said: "This crucian carp has a bulging belly and a lot of roe. You can't eat it. Senior Brother Yuangang caught such a big belly before.  All the fish must be released.¡± Zeng Yu smiled slightly, and nothing was more touching than a girl¡¯s kindness, and said, ¡°We just catch it and let it go¡ª¡± ¡°This won¡¯t work,¡± but Zhang Guangwei refused.  "You can eat fish if you don't have a big belly. You are not a monk and I am not a nun. Do you still have to be a vegetarian?" Zeng Yu smiled "Hey", hooked the bait and continued fishing. He couldn't help but think of the fisherman from Fenglin Lodge in Jieqiao Ancient Village.  Lu Miao, a beauty with blue hair and silk robes, wanted to eat vegetarian food by herself, but did not let Yingzi follow her. Lu Miao wanted to hope that Yingzi would be happy and not have a miserable fate like her Thinking like this, Zeng Yu felt heavy in his heart.  He felt a little guilty. He really didn't know how to face Lu Miaoxiang and Yingzi. A few days ago, he had written to Yan Shifang and Yan Shaoqing's uncle and nephew, informing him that he was engaged and that he would go to Fenyi at the end of March.  ¡ª¡ª Zhang Guangwei shouted when she returned to the bow of the boat. When she checked her fishing rod, she found that the bait had been stolen by the fish, so she re-baited while scolding the fish for being greedy¡ª¡ª Zeng Yu laughed and put it aside for the time being.  Regarding Fenyi¡¯s thoughts, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and there will always be a good solution. However, he heard Zhang Guangwei shout: "Zhao Fengzi, Zhao Fengzi¡ª¡ª" I saw the willow forest on the left bank of the Luxi River.  A man came out, with disheveled hair and ragged clothes, carrying a gourd that was almost bigger than his body, leaning on a cane, and swaying over while singing Taoist sermons whose words could not be heard clearly.  Zhang Guangwei turned to Zeng Yu and said: "Zeng Xiucai, this is the Zhao Fengzi we didn't meet last time when we visited Elephant Trunk Mountain. He can draw on chopsticks." Zeng Yu put down his fishing rod and walked to the bow of the boat to stand side by side with Zhang Guangwei and said  "This gourd is indeed big and can be used as a boat. It must be very tiring to carry it on your back now." Zhang Guangwei smiled and said: "This gourd looks big, but it is not heavy. I have carried it, and it only weighs about ten kilograms.  "The wild Taoist Zhao Fengzi has very good ears. He heard Zhang Guangwei's words from more than ten feet away and rolled his eyes: "The empty gourd is about ten kilograms, how many kilograms is it filled with wine?" Zhang Guangwei said crisply: "Where can you get this gourd?  You drank all the wine a long time ago." Zhao Fengzi laughed loudly and slapped the gourd with his backhand, making a hollow sound. He walked to the shore and leaned his cane under the willow tree. He put his hands on his hips and asked Zhang Guangwei: "Last month was.  "You gave me a bottle of wine?" Zhang Guangwei asked, "Hey, how did you know?" Zhao Fengzi smiled inexplicably, patted the gourd and said, "The gourd is empty, who will give me another bottle of wine?" Zhang Guangwei asked Zeng Yuyi.  Pointed: "He." Zhao Fengzi looked at Zeng Yu and asked: "Where is the wine?" Zeng Yu smiled and said: "No reward for no merit, you give me a few sets of chopstick paintings, and I will give you a jug of wine." Zhao Fengzi  He said: "Bring the wine." This was obviously an agreement to draw chopsticks. Zhang Guangwei was overjoyed and said to Zeng Yu: "Let's buy wine quickly." Elephant Trunk Mountain is not far from here, about two or three miles away, back to Shangqing  The town is four or five miles away, and the round trip is almost ten miles. Zeng Yu said: "I will go with you to Elephant Trunk Cliff to watch you paint. Later I will have someone deliver a jar of good wine. Brother, listen carefully."  Oh, it's one jar, worth ten pots. You have to worry that even if your gourd can hold that jar of wine, you won't be able to carry it." Zhao Fengzi said "Hey", looked at Zeng Yu, then looked at Zhang Guangwei, and asked Zeng Yu.  : "You are the biological son-in-law of Tianshi Mansion." The people here in Guangxin Mansion call a son-in-law who has not yet been officially married a biological son-in-law, which is quite like raw rice and cooked rice.  Before Zeng Yu could answer, Zhao Fengzi picked up the cane and turned around to leave. The big gourd on his back was bouncing, and he started singing vague Taoism again.  Zeng Yu whispered to Zhang Guangwei: "I think Zhao Fengzi is almost a god. He is free and easy. Being a god is actually an attitude towards life." Zhang Guangwei shook his head again and again.He said: "He is not a god, he is far from it - let's follow him to the Elephant Trunk Mountain quickly." The two people abandoned the boat and landed on the shore, and followed Zhao Fengzi to the Elephant Trunk Mountain. The mountains and fields were lush with vegetation and rustling.  When Zhang Guangwei saw Zhao Fengzi¡¯s disheveled hair, he asked, ¡°Zhao Fengzi, where did your paper crown go?¡± Zhao Fengzi likes to show off by wearing a tall paper crown.  Zhao Fengzi said: "When I was passing through the willow forest just now, Chisongzi saw that I had a wonderful paper crown and insisted that I give it to him." According to legend, Chisongzi is the Shennong Shiyu Master, a veteran god. Zhao Fengzi is talking nonsense.  Zhang Guang smiled and said: "I know, your paper crown was blown away by the wind. Haha, that is also the paper crown that Uncle Feng loves you for. What does Chi Songzi have to do with it?" Zhao Fengzi raised his cane and pointed to the sky:  "It's going to rain heavily." Only then did Zeng Yu and Zhang Guangwei realize that dark clouds were gathering in the sky, as if a heavy rain was about to come. No wonder the weather was so sultry just now, Zhang Guangwei said: "Hurry up to Elephant Trunk Mountain to take shelter from the rain, the boat is not there  The canopy protects you from the rain." The three of them climbed up Elephant Trunk Cliff, and as soon as they entered Zhao Fengzi's thatched house, they heard a thick and loud rustling sound in the mountains, and heavy rain fell.  The two thatched huts were extremely simple and could only serve as a shelter from the wind and rain. There were no stoves or beds, and the only small bench was already under Zhao Fengzi¡¯s buttocks.  Regardless of the wind and rain outside, Zhao Fengzi made a small clay stove by himself, then used a knife to peel the charcoal, and cut the charcoal strips into a shape that was thick at the top and pointed at the bottom. He cut more than ten charcoal strips and put them together in the stove to burn - Zeng Yuhe  Zhang Guangwei squatted aside and watched intently, and saw Zhao Fengzi taking out four more thin bamboos from nowhere. This kind of bamboo is relatively solid and is very good for making chopsticks. These four thin bamboos have been polished. Zhao Fengzi rubbed it for a while and put down the thin bamboo.  He brought his big gourd and found a broken bowl from somewhere. He drained half a bowl of wine from the gourd and drank it all at once, wiping his mouth. His blue-white face soon turned red.  .  The tips of the charcoal sticks in the small clay oven have been burned to a rose-red color. Zhao Fengzi took out a charcoal cone with his right hand, held four thin bamboo sticks side by side with his left hand, and used the charcoal to draw on the green and yellow bamboo skin, giving off a burnt aroma.  Spreading out¡ª¡ªWhen Zhao Fengzi was painting, he acted as if there was no one else around, his expressions were very rich, his mouth opened and closed suddenly, making "eh" and "oh" sounds, and the hand holding the charcoal cone was not afraid of being burned, and he painted quickly on the thin bamboo, because  The bamboo pole was small, and the space for swaying was very limited. Zeng Yu could only see Zhao Fengzi's hands shaking constantly, which was when he was painting - one of the charcoal rods was blunt, so Zhao Fengzi immediately replaced it and continued to use it.  The trembling stopped, the wind roared outside the thatched house and the rainstorm threatened to overturn the thatched roof. Zhao Fengzi concentrated on painting and turned a deaf ear. A strand of gray hair brushed onto the flaming red charcoal cone in his hand. The ends of the hair immediately curled up, leaving an unpleasant smell of burning.  After only one cup of tea, more than a dozen charcoal cones were used up. Zhao Fengzi laughed and said: "The painting is done." He lifted up a corner of his robe and brushed the thin bamboo, letting the fine powder fall, and then handed four thin bamboo sticks to Zeng Yu.  .  Zhang Guangwei took it over first, but couldn't see what the painting was. Zeng Yu said: "You have to look at the four bamboos together. Didn't Daochang Zhao put them together when he painted just now?" Zhang Guangwei followed the instructions and put the four thin bamboos together.  They lined up together, tried several times, and finally said happily: "I can see it, the painting is a boat." Zhao Fengzi held the big gourd, with the mouth of the gourd facing down to his own mouth, but only a few drops of residual wine dripped.  He smacked his lips and said, "The son-in-law of the Tianshi Mansion owes me a jar of wine." Zeng Yu leaned over to take a look and saw such a picture displayed side by side on four thin bamboos: distant mountains, rivers, old trees, and a lonely boat. Carefully,  Look, you can still make out the thick dark clouds in the sky. Look at the branches and leaves of the old tree, which seem to be withstanding the wind and rain. The waves of the river seem to be the light tide after the water has risen. The thin bamboo on the far right is still engraved with two lines of fine lines.  The words, - "The spring tide brings rain in the evening, and there is no boat on the wild crossing." The words are as small as a mosquito's feet, one word is not as big as half a sesame seed, but the structure is strong and the strokes are clear and sharp. Zeng Yu praised  "Good paintings and good calligraphy. The paintings are in the style of Dong Yuan of the Southern Tang Dynasty. The calligraphy is thin and golden, which is a double masterpiece." Zhao Fengzi looked at Zeng Yu with some surprise, but Zhang Guangwei stared at him and said: "Zhao Fengzi can also write and recite poems.  "Zhao Fengzi rolled his eyes and said: "I am a scholar in the 18th year of Jiajing. Your husband was not born when I entered the monastery." "Zhang Guangwei also rolled his eyes and cursed: "Crazy Taoist priest." "A jar of wine."  A jar of wine owes me a jar of wine. " The heavy rain seems to be very strong and will not stop for a while. Zhang Guangwei said: "I owe you a jar of wine, but how can I buy wine to pay you back after such a heavy rain?  We have to wait until the rain stops." After making this painting of chopsticks, Zhao Fengzi's energy seemed to be as if the oil in the lamp had dried up. Perhaps he was drunk, and he was drowsy while holding the gourd, muttering "A jar.  "Wine." After a while, he stood up and went to sleep in the thatched house next door.  Zhang Guangwei followed him and saw that there was no bed, only a pile of grass by the wall, and he slept with his clothes on like that.  Zhang Guangwei came back and said to Zeng Yuqing, who was still looking at the chopstick paintings.He said: "Do you think Zhao Fengzi is a fairy? He is dirty and smelly, but he is good at painting with chopsticks." Zeng Yu smiled and said: "Tieguai Li is also covered in leprosy." Zhang Guangwei waved his hands repeatedly and said: "I don't want that.  "The two of them looked at the chopsticks and the rain outside the hut, chatting about the sky here and there. Seeing that it was getting dark, the rain kept coming, and Zeng Yu said: "Wait a minute.  It¡¯s a bit miserable going down the mountain in the dark.¡± Zhang Guangwei, however, was not worried and just giggled, as if he wanted to see Zeng Yu¡¯s embarrassment.  It soon became dark, and the rain finally stopped. Zhao Fengzi snored loudly in the thatched house, and Zeng Yu and Zhang Guangwei were unable to say goodbye to him. They each took two painted thin bamboos and slowly lowered them.  When Zeng Yu reached the foot of the mountain, Zeng Yu cried out "Bitterness". A mountain stream appeared out of thin air at the foot of the mountain, cutting off the road. It was more than a foot wide and the depth was unknown. Zeng Yu could do it alone. How could he dare to risk wading with Zhang Guangwei?  There was another cold drizzle, so the two had no choice but to return to the thatched cottage on the cliff. The charcoal fire in the small clay stove was still there, and Zhao Fengzi's snoring was still there.  Zhang Guangwei was a little tired. He sat on the small bench and looked at the dark sky outside the house. He suddenly said: "The people in the house will definitely be looking for me. They searched and searched. They found the boat. They didn't see the boat."  Someone, what would they think?" Zeng Yu said with a smile: "What else could they think?" Zhang Guangwei said angrily: "It rained so hard, and no one on the boat, of course, thought we fell into the water.  By this time, they might have been looking for our corpses along the Luxi River. Zhang Guangwei spoke without restraint, and what he said was the truth. Zhang Guangwei was originally going to return home before the first quarter of Youshi, but now it has passed the official sign of this hour.  Well, if it rains so heavily again, the people of Dazhen Mansion will definitely be worried, and they will have to search everywhere. Taoist Yu Xuan will definitely be scolded. Zeng Yu said: "When the rain stops, I will break off a branch.  The torches are shaking on the cliff, and the real man's house will know that we are trapped here.  " Zhang Guangwei nodded and said: "This is a good idea, but I'm afraid that people will think that Zhao Fengzi is drunk and crazy and ignore it.  Zeng Yu said: "If you ignore them, let them search everywhere."  " Zhang Guang kept smiling. At this time, a gust of wind blew over with rain foam, making her shiver. It was a rainy night in mid-spring, and it was still very cold on this cliff. Zhang Guang folded his arms and bent down.  He put his small chest on his knees and said, "I'm cold and hungry, what should I do?  Zeng Yu said: "Ask Zhao Fengzi if he has any food?"  " Zhang Guangwei said hurriedly: "Don't ask, it's too naive.  Zeng Yu said: "Then let's eat grain. It's a pity that we didn't bring the fruits on the ship."  "While talking, he picked some charcoal from the corner of the room and put it into the small clay stove to make the fire burn brighter to resist the cold. Zhang Guangwei said: "I didn't even have much lunch, but you are full of food and wine, right?  " Zeng Yu said: "It's useless to complain. Just suffer. I'm going to start breathing.  "As he spoke, he sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and looked inward, practicing the method of subduing vitality. Zhang Guangwei curled his lips and walked to the door to take a look. It was pitch black, with only the sound of rain falling between the sky and the earth. He had to walk back and imitate Zeng Yu.  They were sitting cross-legged and performing the breathing technique. The two of them now really looked like a monastic couple. Usually, Zhang Guangwei would go to bed half an hour after practicing the breathing technique. There was nothing here, so he had to sit and feel sleepy.  He was hungry again and unconsciously put his head on Zeng Yu's shoulder and fell asleep. Zeng Yu didn't dare to move his body. He looked sideways at Zhang Guangwei's sleeping form, feeling a sweet and warm feeling in his heart. I don't know how long it passed, but outside the hut.  The rain has stopped, and Zeng Yu has no intention of breaking branches to make torches to send messages. It would be nice to spend the night snuggled up like this A shout came from a distance: "Zeng Xiucai - Zeng Xiucai -  ¡ª" Zeng Yu was startled, moved his shoulders and said: "Of course, of course, someone is looking for us.  " Zhang Guangwei sat upright, blinked his eyes and said blankly: "Who is coming?  " "People from Dazhen Mansion are here.  Zeng Yu got up, found a pine stick in the house, lit it in the stove, and then led Zhang Guangwei out of the hut. At the foot of the mountain, the torch was bright and people were noisy. Zeng Yu identified that the person calling "Zeng Xiucai" was Taoist Yu Xuan.  With a loud voice, he responded loudly: "Here, everything is fine, everything is here. The two of us followed Taoist Zhao up the cliff to look at the paintings, but got stuck on the cliff when it rained.  " Taoist Yu Xuan at the foot of the mountain finally breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Master Zeng, you two wait a moment, the Banqiao here is about to be erected, and we will pick you up soon.  Zeng Yu led Zhang Guangwei slowly down the mountain. Several servants of Da Zhen Mansion had already crossed the Banqiao in the mountain stream to greet him. They crossed the bridge smoothly and went down to the foot of the mountain. Zhang Guangwei was about to get on the sedan chair when suddenly  He said: "Zeng Xiucai, give me the chopsticks." Zeng Yu inserted the four thin bamboo sticks in his waist. He took out two and handed them to Zhang Guangwei and said: "Share them in half." This is to get married.It means a perfect match. Under the light of the torch, Zhang Guangwei smiled brightly and said, "Zeng Xiucai, don't forget that you still owe Zhao Fengzi a jar of wine."
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