As soon as he entered the capital, Zhuang Zhong couldn't help but look around, amazed all the way, without pretending to truly show the shock of a countryman entering the city. Dayou not only has local customs similar to those of the Song Dynasty, but even the prosperity of the capital is similar to that of Tokyo in the Song Dynasty. Stepping on this land is much more shocking than what is shown in the Qingming Riverside Map. The avenues are wide and flat, there are many shops, cars are like flowing water, horses are like dragons, and Fu is full of people and prosperity.
After walking for more than an hour in Beijing, I arrived at Wenyuanhou's Mansion. There are two big stone lions in front of the gate, and the main gate is not open. Zhuang Zhong got off the carriage, and Zhou Tong led him in through the corner gate.
Wenyuanhou Mansion is exquisitely and gracefully built, with ponds, pavilions, flower pavilions and terraces, shaded by trees and decorated with flowers and plants, which has the meaning of Suzhou gardens. Although it is very beautiful, it can be described as one step at a time, but it lacks the solemnity and majesty that the Duke's house should have, and it looks too exquisite. It's more like a vacation home than a duke's mansion.
If Zhou Tong hadn't heard about Wen Yuanhou before, Zhuang Zhong would never have thought that Wen Yuanhou was born in a military household and was once a general galloping on the battlefield. This architectural style really doesn't look like a general's mansion. However, after thinking about Wen Yuanhou’s experience, it can be understood. Wen Yuanhou had passed the provincial examination and became a tribute student. He was full of ambitions and wanted to go to Beijing to take the provincial examination, but encountered a disaster. The whole family was washed away by the flood. Wen Yuanhou was hungry You have to eat Guanyin soil. Not to mention that going to Beijing to catch the exam and even maintaining life has become a problem, Wen Yuanhou had no choice but to abandon literature and join the army to join the army.
Dayou implements the recruitment system, most of the source of troops comes from recruitment, the husband and wife are transferred to the forbidden army, and the weak and weak are sent to the Xiang army. The salaries of the forbidden soldiers are divided into five grades, ranging from three hundred to more than one thousand, and clothes are given in spring and winter. The treatment of the Xiang soldiers was much worse, but they could barely eat. This is also one of Dayou's methods to prevent the victims from rebelling. The military system is basically the same as that of the Song Dynasty. At that time, the imperial court was planning to attack the only and last vassal king of Dayou, King Zhennan, and the recruitment conditions were more generous. This made many men join the army at that time, seeking a way out for themselves and their families. Wen Yuanhou was one of them.
Although Dayou was not as emphatic as the Song Dynasty in emphasizing civility over martial arts, he was still discriminatory. Wen Yuanhou was awarded the title of Marquis for his meritorious service in defeating Zhennan King. It is not easy for a poor kid to rise to such a high position so quickly, but Wen Yuanhou did something unexpected again. He actually took part in the system examination, and wrote a book on state policy and direct advice on current affairs, which was appreciated by the officials, so he followed the military and the literary.
The system is one of the imperial examination subjects. It was set up by talented and talented people. The emperor issued an edict temporarily to try the strategy himself.
When Zhuang Zhong saw Wen Yuanhou, he was a little surprised that he knew Wen Yuanhou's outstanding appearance before, this person really didn't look like a general. She was dressed in a moon-white gown with wide sleeves and double-breasted, elegant and elegant like an exiled immortal, and Yushu Linfeng had the style of Wei and Jin Dynasties. Her skin was as fair as a woman's, her lips were red and lustrous, and her eyes were like the brightest stars in the sky. This way of speaking is slightly feminine, but it matches Wen Yuanhou's body, but he is only handsome and handsome, revealing a sense of coquettishness without words. It is clear that the year of standing has passed, but it seems that it is not as good as the weak crown. The enchanting woman standing beside him lost all color, standing in the hall was very dazzling.
Zhuang Zhong suddenly understood why those killers went straight to attack him, but never thought that Yuan Jue might be the son of Wen Yuanhou. Yuan Jue's appearance is completely different from Wen Yuanhou's, and no one would connect the two together. As for the solemn appearance, it is not that he is narcissistic and boasting that he is as brilliant as Wen Yuanhou, but at least he is indeed more like Wen Yuanhou than Yuanjue. Handsome, but less heroic and rough.
"Oh, look at this child, he looks really good. The facial features and charm, you can see that he is the kind of uncle." A middle-aged woman dressed in gold and silver, wishing that even her fingernails were filled with gold ornaments, came to meet him. Come on, a strong smell rushed straight to Zhuangzhuang's nose, making Zhuangzhuang stunned for a moment. This man spilled a ton of spices on him! When he got closer and saw the woman's makeup, Zhuang Zhong couldn't bear to look directly at him, how much hatred he had with himself, so he painted himself into such a ghostly appearance.
Seeing a Banished Immortal a moment ago, and seeing a... in the blink of an eye... feels a little subtle.
The woman wanted to pull Zhuang Zhong's hand, but Zhuang Zhong avoided it, "Amitabha, the poor monk is a foreigner, it must be done."
This sentence immediately annoyed the woman, and she spat fiercely, "You child is really unfilial. Why do you leave home when you are already home? Isn't this using a knife to scratch your father's heart?"
Zhuang Zhong lowered his head and touched the Buddhist beads on his wrist, "I have no father or mother since I came to this world, and I have never heard anyone mention it. Donor Zhou believes that I was born in this family. I don't know what proof you have? Don't make a mistake. Everyone is embarrassed not to mention it, and it hurts feelings, and it will be my fault at that time."
The woman immediately wiped her tears, "My poor child, I've been homeless for so many years, no wonder I'm so acknowledging my birth. Come on, child, this is your uncle, and the one above is your own father. He is a very powerful man." Lord Marquis! You will be blessed in the future. This is your stepmother. If she hadn’t dreamed that you were still alive and ordered people to search for you, you would still be suffering now. You must keep this feeling firmly in mind. .Come on, boy, come and call someone."
Seeing Zhuang Zhong, the woman still frowned, and said again: "Don't worry, your aunt, I won't make a mistake, as soon as I saw you, I knew you were the seed of our farmer."
Zhuang raised his head, his eyes were very bright, and he only asked: "This female benefactor has seen me before?"
The eldest aunt Cao's eyes flashed awkwardly, but her expression was quite proud, "I brought up your father with my own hands, and you are exactly the same as him when he was a child."
Wen Yuanhou hadn't said a word since Zhuang Zhong entered the room, his eyes were dark and he didn't know what he was thinking, and no one else dared to make a sound, only Cao's noisy and solemn interrupted from time to time in the room.
Uncle Zhuang Ping saw his younger brother's appearance, and his heart was pounding. Seeing Wei Yuhua's mother Fang winking at him, he quickly grabbed Cao's who was talking endlessly about how he had worked so hard to raise Wen Yuanhou. .
"What are you talking about, how can you speak at this time."
Cao was very annoyed that her man didn't give him face so much, but seeing the solemn atmosphere in the room, she reluctantly shut up.
The room suddenly fell silent, Wen Yuanhou still didn't make a sound, and the others didn't dare to speak. There are not many people on the field, with different expressions. Standing solemnly in the middle of the room, receiving all kinds of attention, his bald head became more and more like a big light bulb.
If Lu Qi was in this scene, he would not be able to mess around in the future, solemnly looking up at Wen Yuanhou, distracting his attention with familiar things. I used a scalpel in my mind to try how to dissect this perfect body one by one, so that I could see the internal situation clearly without damaging this good skin.
Wen Yuanhou felt a chill inexplicably, but Daxia felt panicked, and then he opened his mouth, "Do you still have the vulgar things from when you didn't enter Buddhism?"
Shaking his head solemnly, "They were all wiped out by this catastrophe."
Mrs. Cao quickly interjected, "I heard that the catastrophe in Shuzhou is worse than fifteen years ago, and many places have become oceans."
Wen Yuanhou ignored Cao Shi, and asked again: "The person who sent you to the temple, can you leave a message? Your master can tell you what the person who sent you to the temple looked like, and who are your parents?"
Zhuang Zhong said: "I only know that my surname is Zhuang and my name is Zhong."
Mrs. Cao slapped her thigh fiercely, "Oh, look at what I said before, I said that this kid is from our dealer at first glance! The name Zhuang Zhong was given by Lu Liuzhi, an ignorant woman. Smells like a pig butcher. This child is the outcast blood of our banker, that's right!"
The corner of Zhuang Zhuang's mouth twitched, it was the first time he knew that his name had this meaning.
Wen Yuanhou still didn't make a statement, and Cao shrank back in embarrassment, and was glared at by Zhuang Ping, who disliked his mother-in-law and humiliated herself. Mrs. Cao curled her lips in disapproval, and when will it be possible for one or two to not speak.
Wei Yuhua's eyelids have been twitching since yesterday, and now seeing Zhuang Zhong himself, the feeling in his heart cannot be expressed in words. She wanted to say something, but her throat seemed to be blocked, and she couldn't say a word. What's more, if you don't know what Hou Ye means, it's even more difficult to speak. She wanted to turn her head away, the occasion was a reminder of how unfulfilling her stomach was! But in order not to let Yin Yuehan see the joke, she tried her best to stay here.
Yin Yuehan couldn't help but secretly frowned when she saw Zhuang Zhong. At first, she just thought that a bumpkin from the countryside would be fine, and if she took over the appearance of her original partner, she would not be pleasing. It is very similar, and I feel very unhappy when I learn about some things on the way. This kid is really lucky!
If the little monk had been very excited to recognize his relatives when he came, he would definitely be disgusted by Lord Hou, but now he is neither humble nor arrogant and will not be confused by the prosperity, and he is persistent, which is most in line with Lord Hou's temper.
"Do you want to be my Zhuang He's son?" Wen Yuanhou asked.
Reply solemnly, neither humble nor overbearing, "Parents are predestined by heaven, and will not be transferred by will. The poor monk only asks yes or no, not whether you want to or not."
"If you are my son, you must return to the common life from now on."
Confusion appeared on his solemn face, he hesitated for a moment before he said: "The poor monk is a disciple of a secular family, the master has always said that I am not bound by the world, and I must enter the mortal world to practice in the future, and I can only become a Buddha if I can overcome the kalpa."
Wen Yuanhou raised his eyebrows, "Hearing what you said, I prefer to be a monk?"
Zhuang Zhong blinked, "The poor monk has only been a monk, and he has no experience in other professions, so it is impossible to make an accurate conclusion. At least for now, the poor monk thinks it is good to take refuge in my Buddha."
Wen Yuanhou laughed immediately, his whole body was like a spring breeze, and his handsome face was even more outstanding. All the Huaichun women in the room were so dazzled that they blushed, and even Mrs. Cao felt a little dizzy. This little uncle is really outstanding, he has set off his own man to the bottom of the mud! Cao's looked at her own men resentfully, they were all the same father, how could there be such a big difference. Zhuang Ping's appearance can only be said to be not ugly, and he smells like a rough man. Even now, he can't cover up the earthy smell. Standing with Zhuang He, who is like an exiled immortal, it is impossible to imagine that they are in the same nest.
Yin Yuehan did not have these charming emotions at all, and was full of worry in her heart. Wen Yuanhou's words revealed his appreciation for solemnity, which was very unfavorable to her. It will never be easy for a concubine to compete with a legitimate son, not to mention that the other party is still the eldest son, and his status cannot be shaken. The future of the bastard depends entirely on his father's favor. If he is contested, he will have less.
Wen Yuanhou restrained his smile, and said seriously: "It may be lighter than a feather or as heavy as Mount Tai. From today onwards, you will officially return to vulgarity, and you will be named solemn. The day you can tie your hair is the day you enter the family tree."
The author has something to say:
The imperial examination system roughly follows the Song Dynasty, which is a three-level system. Township examinations, provincial examinations, palace examinations, those who pass the provincial examinations are Gongsheng or Juzi, which is not the same as in the Ming and Qing Dynasties. There is no Juziniu in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, and it is more like a scholar in the Fan Jinzhongju period. The military system is also similar to that of the Song Dynasty, with the unique forbidden army, Xiang army and so on.