Duling's old dream

The birds nesting under the eaves of Weiyang Palace have already changed back and forth several times.

The pits dug out by the shovel during the Witch Gu disaster have long since been filled, and the bloodstains left by the old father and son fighting each other have also been washed away.That vigorous catastrophe finally bought a few feet of white silk and an empty womb of thinking.Time has passed, and now few people in Chang'an mention this matter anymore.

Ye Ting ordered Zhang He to doze with his legs crossed against the table. A Boshan stove on the table was burning with purple smoke, which made people drowsy.There are several scrolls of bamboo slips scattered on the side, with words like "national style" and "cutting sandalwood" vaguely written on them.

I don't know where that kid Peng Zu led the great-great-grandson to go crazy.

Zhang He opened his eyes, looked towards the south of the city and sighed leisurely.In the past, the former emperor built Bowang Garden in the south of the city for the deposed prince. When the limelight was at its peak, there were constant visits of knight-errants and Confucian scholars.At that time, everyone praised the prince for his virtuousness, he employed people regardless of his background, he was quite like a former emperor, and he would surely inherit the great rule in the future.At that time, he was also a guest of the prince. The bustling scene of Bowang Garden seemed like yesterday. Who would have thought that good fortune would trick others. Now he has been reduced from the prince's guest to Zhang He, the eunuch who is relegated to Yeting, and the prince who should inherit the throne But in the shabby house in the countryside, he was wronged and hanged himself, sitting all over the house, leaving only Liu Bingji, the infant grandson, behind.

Pitiful for the grandson of the crown prince of a country, who was supposed to grow up under the care of rich clothes and fine food, but when he was only a few months old, he was tossed between prisons and relatives' families, and finally got the first emperor when he was six years old. He admits that Ye Ting, who was adopted by the maids of the servants, apart from learning some poetry and etiquette from him, the only entertainment is to fight cocks with his adopted youngest son Zhang Pengzu in the mountains outside the palace. nonsense.

Zhang He got up and sorted out the bamboo slips scattered on the ground.A few days ago, an old friend of his from the East China Sea came to visit, this man was named Xiaozhong Weng, he was rich in education, and he and Peng Zu were both talented and intelligent, so he stayed and taught them "Poetry" for a few days.Later, when Xiaozhong Weng returned to his hometown, Zhang He personally tutored him and Peng Zu in their studies, and it happened that today he talked with them about the section "Fat Tan" in "Poetry". Poems such as "Fat Tan" are similar to "Shuoshu", and they all sing sentences about the heavy taxation of corvees and the misery of the people.Children of princes and princes at his age are often pampered and well-fed. How can they understand the sufferings of the people? of.The child has already been ill, but at such a young age, he can already understand the sorrow in the poem and sympathize with the suffering of the common people. It would be a blessing for the big man to get a wise king like him.

What a pity, what a pity.

There was a sound of horseshoes not far away, and Zhang Pengzu and Liu Bing had entered the room side by side, talking and laughing, each holding a pheasant in their hands.

"Father! Who is older between me and the sick pheasant?"

"Peng Zu! Why are you taking the great-great-grandson out of the palace to mess around again!"

"Ling Zhang, don't get angry! Hunting is my idea, and Peng Zu asked me to drag him there!"

Zhang He arranged the bamboo slips, and squinted at the two youths who looked ashamed but looked good under the setting sun.Swallows come and go, Magnolia flowers bloom and fall.The baby who cried in the swaddling baby in the past has grown so tall unknowingly.

Worth mentioning.What's so good about being above [-] people? For the children of the emperor's family, if they can stay healthy and worry-free like this forever, then an ordinary life may not be a bad thing.