Time passed by, and twenty twilights passed.
Speaking of the famous generals of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Ning Fei in the south and Wei Lan in the north, everyone in the world will say Nanning Beiwei.
Wei Lan's second son, Wei Zhen, had already married and had children at this time, and the youngest grandson, Wei Man'er, was now at the age to go to school.
The second son of the Wei family, like the second son of Luo Xiang back then, both served as generals outside. Wei Lan didn't care much about Wei Man'er's studies, but Yan'er took a lot of thought to decide on a teacher.
"He is also a general," Wei Lan said, disregarding Yan'er's seriousness, "Do you still expect him to be scholarly?"
Yan'er said, "Why can't my Wei family produce a scholar?"
Wei Lan had no choice but to wave his hand and said, "You can do it. If the adoptive father hadn't passed away, I would like to send Xiao Man'er to Youyan."
Luo Zhiqiu died of illness in Youyan City six years ago. Long Xuan held a national mourning for him, so that this generation of sages was buried in a glorious way. He was named after his death. Luo Zhiqiu is in the history book, and he also has a virtuous character.
Yan'er didn't follow Wei Lan's words and said that Luo Shi Youyan is still in power now in the court, and even the prince Long Xiao's wife has settled on the youngest daughter of Luo Qi, the king of Beiyun County, and Empress Dowager Luo Zhiyi. After that, the Luo family will have another queen. This topic, people now have to say it once when they talk about Youyan Luo Shi. Yaner didn't want Wei Lan to communicate with the Luo family, but she never said this to Wei Lan. Wei Lan always regarded Luo Zhiqiu as her father, Luo Qi, and Luo Ze as her brother. Yaner knew that if she was in front of Wei Lan If you say that the Luo family is not, then it is likely to be buried. She and Wei Lan have been married for decades.
Wei Man'er was an active person, and letting him study would really kill this little guy, but in Wei's house, grandfather doesn't care about anything, and grandmother will never give him a good face.
On this day, Yan'er finally went into the incense to pray for the family, and Wei Man'er could hand in her homework to Wei Lan, "Grandfather, can you take me out to play in a while?" Said to go out to play.
Wei Lan said, "It's okay to go out to play, but tell me, what did the teacher teach you today?"
"Just a few words," Wei Man'er said, "one, two, three, four, five."
"Don't think I'm a fool," Wei Lan said with a funny look at the little grandson: "You went to school and are still learning one, two, three, four, five?"
"No," Wei Man'er saw that Wei Lan couldn't be fooled by him, so he could only say: "There are a few more words."
"What is that?" Wei Lan asked.
"Then I said, grandfather, you write." Wei Man'er said to Wei Lan.
Wei Lan said, "Then you grind ink."
Wei Man'er was busy grinding ink for Wei Lan. Today he has to write a hundred words. The little guy knows clearly that the words written by his grandfather can be regarded as his. In this way, he can write a few less words. words.
Wei Lan picked up the pen and said, "Tell me, what words did the teacher teach you today?"
"Mountain." Wei Man'er said.
Wei Lan wrote a mountain character on the paper.
"Wind." Wei Man'er said.
Wei Lan wrote another wind.
"Lan." Wei Man'er said the third word.
Wei Lan asked, "Which Nan is it?"
"It's my grandfather's name," Wei Man'er said. "The teacher said that the mountain wind is the wind."
Wei Lan smiled and wrote the word "Lan" on the paper, reciting what Wei Man'er had just said, the mountain wind was Lan.
Wei Man'er said to Wei Lan: "Grandfather, the teacher said that the word Lan means the fog in the mountains."
The mountain wind is a haze, the mountain wind is a haze, Wei Lan did not hear Wei Man'er's words again, he was repeating these four words silently, why he was so familiar with these four words, as if someone had told him before , Wei Lan thought with a headache, the mountain wind is Lan, where did he hear it, he must have heard it somewhere.
"Grandfather, can we go out to play?" Wei Man'er was intent on going out to play, but did not notice his grandfather's abnormality, so he pulled Wei Lan and said.
"Don't make trouble!" Wei Lan suddenly sullen and drank the little grandson.
Wei Man'er, who had never been murdered by Wei Lan, was frightened by Wei Lan and didn't dare to move at all.
Wei Lan looked at the word "Lan" on the paper and racked his brains. For some reason, Wei Lan felt that these four words were extremely important to him.
Wei Man'er watched his grandfather staring at the writing on the desk in a daze, and tried to call Wei Lan a few times. Seeing that Wei Lan didn't respond to his calls, the little guy sneaked out. Wei Man'er, who came out of the study, ran to the back garden to have fun like a foal that had taken off the reins.
Wei Lan was still thinking hard in the study, the mountain wind was a haze, and he read these four words over and over again.
The mountain wind is Lan, do you like it
Suddenly, just as Wei Lan had a splitting headache thinking about it, this sentence finally appeared in his mind. That's right, this is the sentence, the mountain wind is the wind, do you like it? Someone must have said this to him. Who is this person? Wei Lan didn't rejoice for a moment, and was stumped by this question again. Who said this to him? Wei Lan desperately recalled, in his decades of life, which acquaintance did he say this to
Yan'er came back from the temple and caught Wei Man'er in the back garden who had turned herself into a mud monkey.
"Grandfather is still in the study," Wei Man'er decided that in order not to be punished, he would first file a complaint with his grandfather, "grandfather ignores me."
"Ignore you?" Yan'er took Wei Man'er to the study to find Wei Lan, but she wanted to see which grandfather and grandson were playing for her.
"Grandfather!" Wei Man'er shouted before entering the study, wanting to send a letter to Wei Lan, "My grandmother and I are here!"
"Xiang Gong," Yan'er pushed open the door of the study and said, "I'm back, you..."
Yan'er couldn't finish her words. She and Wei Man'er both saw that Wei Lan was lying on the desk, unresponsive to their entry.
"Grandfather fell asleep?" Wei Man'er asked Yan'er.
Yan'er walked to the desk in a few steps, and then screamed out. She saw that on the writing paper on the desk, a puddle of red blood had spread on the paper, as if someone had drawn a flower on the paper. Amazing red flower.
Wei Lan has been ill since this day. After a few months of illness, the disease became more and more serious, and there was no improvement.
"You want to see Big Brother Shiyi and the others?" Yan'er became annoyed after hearing Wei Lan's request, and said to Wei Lan, "Why are you looking for them when you are sick? Are they doctors?!"
"The mountain wind is Lan." Wei Lan said to Yan'er.
"What?" Yan'er was taken aback and said, "What did you say?"
"Mountain wind is Lan," Wei Lan said: "Someone must have said this to me back then, but I can't remember who this person is."
Yan'er began to be inexplicably startled again, and said, "Can't you stop thinking about it? The mountain wind is haunted, I will say this too!"
"No," Wei Lan said, "you haven't told me this. I always feel that I have forgotten a person who is very important to me. The mountain wind is Lan. Someone must have said this to me back then."
"Xiang Gong!" Yan'er begged Wei Lan to say, "Can't we not want these nonsense things?"
"Go and invite them to come," Wei Lan said, "I feel like my illness will not get better."