Eastern Jin Dynasty: Starting from the son of the refugee commander who returned from the north

Chapter 6
summer solstice.

Although it is not the hottest day of the year, it is also two feet into midsummer.

The summer solstice is one of the "four seasons and eight festivals". Since ancient times, folks have celebrated the harvest and worshiped ancestors at this time, in order to pray for disaster relief and a good year.

It also gradually led to the custom of traveling and banqueting.

This was one of the few days when Zhao Yue left the manor.

Walking west from the side of Qingxi River, first passed Changqian Temple, saw the continuous stream of incense in the temple, passed Zhuque Bridge, passed Waguan Temple, and passed Baiyanglimen. The place of the banquet.

During this period, the fields are like a tree, the rice is green and straight, half a person's height, and it is in the jointing and booting stage. The river wind blows, attracting waves of rice, which is really a beautiful farm scenery.

but
After experiencing Wang Dun's Rebellion, even though it has been a year, Jiankang's sense of dilapidation cannot be covered up by the vitality of all living things.

Just like the newly emerging Eastern Jin Dynasty, at this time it is also getting old.

Not long after, the new pavilion arrived.

The new pavilion was originally under the hills by the river, but was later moved to a small hill, where pavilions and lofts were built, just like a manor.

The summer solstice is rainy.

At this time, the pattering is exactly what people called "Jiangzuo Meiyu" at that time.

Under the new pavilion, many ox carts and horse-drawn carriages have already parked.

There are even calf carts decorated with mica, the chariots of princes and nobles.

The decorative family emblem on this car can tell the identity of the owner of the frame.

"Brother Lin, this luxury car pulled by five fine horses is the King Wu's chariot."

Tian Qi introduced to Zhao Yue the owners of these carriages and ox carts, as well as some etiquette knowledge of the banquet.

"This one belongs to Fan Yangzu's family, this one belongs to Changguang Su's family, this one belongs to Yingchuan Yu's family, and this one belongs to Lujiang Tao's family."

After getting off the bullock cart, Zhao Yue got a lot of useful information. In addition to the information collected by Zhao Sheng in the past three days, he also had a rough judgment on the Xinting Poetry Club.

First of all
This is a youth banquet.

Moreover, there are people from the south and the north. The most important thing is that the young talents he invited are basically the heirs of Fang Zhen.

This is intriguing.

Since Yu Liang took charge of the center, it has become more and more difficult, especially since the Yu family has no military power in their hands.

That is
Today's banquet was used by Yu Liang to win people over.

just
By what means?
give fame?

or something else.

Zhao Yue didn't have any anxiety in his heart, the new pavilion was already in front of him, since he was prepared, then the soldiers came to cover the water and soil.

"Clan brother, little brother depends entirely on you."

Zhao Sheng came down from the bullock cart behind Zhao Yue, he stretched out his blue and white wide-clothed belt, and saluted Zhao Yue, unexpectedly he was a bit chic.

of course
Zhao Sheng is too strong, which does not match the current aesthetics, but Zhao Yue has the charm of a handsome young man.

"rest assured."

Zhao Yue smiled, the expression on his face was full of the word self-confidence.

Zhao Yue also dressed up today, with a wide shirt and big sleeves, a bodice belt, a sword and a jade accompaniment, red lips and white teeth, and a thin willow figure. Can't help but look crazy.

Xixiang holding an umbrella, Zhao Yue walked up slowly, while Tian Qi Zhao Zhong went to hand over the famous invitation card, under the guidance of the Yu family servant, Zhao Yue slowly walked towards the Xinting Manor on the hill go.

now
In the only three-storey pavilion in Xinting Manor, there is a beautiful woman dressed in fine clothes sitting on the edge of the pavilion.From the window sill, you can see the entire Xinting Manor through the pattering rain.

In the third floor of the pavilion, there is a five-year-old boy wearing a royal robe playing around with a few maids, and beside the beautiful woman, there is a ten-year-old girl pouting, obviously interested tired.

She was wearing a white gauze dress, and her waist was tied into an elegant bowknot with aqua blue silk soft smoke. On her black hair, she was gently rolled up, and a white jade hairpin with plum blossoms was inserted obliquely.The skin is as crystal clear as jade, without any makeup applied, and when she is not in a good mood, she also shows a different kind of style.

Behind the two of them, more than a dozen servants and maidservants waited on them, each holding feather fans, square mattresses, scrolls, wishes and so on.

Judging by their clothes and identities, one can tell that they are not ordinary people.

"Which family is the gentleman of this family? He looks so handsome, why haven't I seen it before?"

What the beautiful woman was referring to was Zhao Yue and his party.

"It belongs to the Zhao family in Tianshui. Presumably he is the son of General Zhao Xun."

In the attic, in front of the two beautiful women, there was a middle-aged man in a purple robe sitting kneeling. He had long beard and long hair, a tall and straight figure, a refined and easy-going voice, and his appearance was somewhat similar to the beautiful woman.

"Oh? It's Zhao Xun from the Tianshui Zhao family who can write good poems and write amazing Fu?"

The purple-robed man nodded slightly and said, "That's him."

"There are some literary talents, but they are obsessed with strange skills and ingenuity. They are not as good as Ruan Hongbo."

"How can the Marquis of Nan'an County be compared with General Dangkou? Zhao Xun has elite soldiers in his hands, and the soldiers regard him as a father and brother. If I can get Zhao Xun's help, I won't be so powerless in the affairs of the court."

The beautiful woman rolled her eyes at the middle-aged man in the purple robe, but did not continue talking.

She turned her head, looked at the young girl by her side, and said, "Look at the county magistrate, is this kid quite handsome?"

The girl poked her head out and looked at Zhao Yue walking in the rain, she frowned slightly, Qiong's nose twitched, and said angrily: "Frivolous in appearance, thin in stature, accompanied by maids on both sides, it's just a good skin, it's just a silver gun The wax head is not useful, but the one behind him is much more pleasing to the eye than this guy."

"Hehehe."

The middle-aged man in the purple robe smiled slightly, and said: "This man's father is very human, quite resourceful and courageous, the so-called tiger father has no dogs, and the Zhao family has tens of thousands of elite soldiers. You should not underestimate it. This Zhao Yue is his son. I want to write Tao Wu Lue is not bad either."

"Uncle, I don't want to watch them. With all this time, I might as well read more military books and practice more spear and sword skills."

The beautiful woman is Yu Wenjun, Empress Dowager Yu, the middle-aged man in the purple robe is Zhongshu Lingyu Liang, the founder of the Xinting Poetry Association, and the young girl is the daughter of Yu Wenjun and Emperor Ming, Sima Xingnan, the head of Suian County, wearing a Xiuzhen royal robe His child is Sima Yue, king of Wu.

"Brother, the guests are almost here, you should go downstairs, you should rest assured that the palace is here, but during the banquet, the palace will not show up, nor will the county lord and King Wu. The guests meet."

Yu Liang stood up, raised his purple robe, smiled softly, and said, "Ordinary people are naturally not qualified to see the Queen Mother, but there are always one or two who can come upstairs."

"Your servant will leave."

Yu Liang bowed to Empress Dowager Yu, and then walked downstairs.

"Ah~"

Yu Wenjun sighed softly, she looked at the King Wu who was still playing around, the Lord Sui'an who was pouting, and then thought of the young His Majesty in the palace.
The elder brother Yu Liang was in charge of the court together with her, but the situation in the court made her feel at ease.

otherwise
She would not agree to Yu Liang's coming to Xinting to hold any poetry meeting.

"I hope that big brother really has a way."

military power?

Is it that good?

(End of this chapter)