Chapter 918 914 [Spring Breeze Like Guests]

March 3rd, Shangsi Festival, bid farewell to the cold and welcome the warm day. This day I will go outing by the river to wash off my bad luck.

September 9th, the Double Ninth Festival, send off the bright sun, and the autumn cold is approaching. On this day, I will climb a mountain and look far away, praying for health and longevity.

To put it bluntly, it is the alternation of cold and warm, easy to contract diseases, and I hope that there will be fewer illnesses and fewer disasters.

This year's Shangsi Festival is particularly lively.

Horse-drawn carriages, donkey carts, sedan chairs, sliding poles, carts, wheelbarrows... Various means of transportation lined up to go out of the city.

Whether rich or poor, high or low, all put flowers on their heads, or hold bouquets in their hands.

As the saying goes: get up early to go to the long street with dandelion flowers, thousands of bundles of Jinxiutou street row, and phoenix sign boards hanging high on the guard flowers. A daughter from a rich family is said to be a national beauty, and she can't insert a flower for three days; a poor family has no rice to worry about cooking smoke, and her daughter does not hesitate to buy flowers.

Even if the family can't open the pot, I still have to buy flowers for my daughter to wear.

The flower market in the city is full of flowers.

After leaving the city gate, there are farmers selling flowers on the roadside. Occasionally, a car stopped and bought an apricot blossom, and both the buyer and the seller were beaming with smiles.

Outing the common people, go in three directions.

Those who go to the east of the city, go to Xuanwu Lake to play. The Royal Manor (partial area) of Zijin Mountain and the racecourse at the foot of the mountain are open to the public during the holidays, and there is an endless stream of tourists.

Those who go to the south of the city should visit Zhongshan Temple. The temple is very convenient, and the glazed pagoda can also be climbed by paying (fees are diverted to avoid being overcrowded).

To the west of the city, there are also lakes and rivers, especially Mochou Lake.

Colbert took the French envoy, together with envoys from other countries, and walked towards Xuanwu Lake. I saw various vehicles along the way, as well as tourists in costumes. The lively and joyful scene was so moving under the blowing of the spring breeze.

"Selling peanuts and melon seeds!"

"Sugar water, sugar water, quench thirst."

"Pan Tang, Dong Tang, Mi Su Tang..."

Hawkers can be seen everywhere in the suburbs. There are even people who use carts to pull fine wine out, and stand by the river to sell wine to make money.

There are always some boys and girls walking together on the grass. This shows that the atmosphere of the Datong court has really become more open, at least in Nanjing. Unmarried girls can also show their faces and play with boys.

Of course, lonely men and widows still can't do it. In order to avoid suspicion, they invite them in small groups.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of Shangsi's outing, if there is someone who sees each other right, I will explain to my parents when I go home, and then come to the door to talk about a matchmaking proposal.

"This is a beautiful festival, and the air is filled with the smell of love." Albert, a French writer, couldn't help admiring the men and women walking by the river. He decided to write a novel, starting with the above section, telling the story of the beautiful encounter between a French envoy and a Chinese girl.

Colbert was tired from walking, so he sat down on the side of the road and looked up at the various kites in the sky.

Suddenly a group of students came, and Prince Charles was among them. There were dozens of boys, and only four girls, and the scene was like a star-studded moon.

The four girls changed their Confucian shirts, three of them wore silk skirts and jackets, and the remaining one wore cotton clothes.

The one in commoner clothes obviously came from a poor family, and he wasn't very pretty, but he had a bookish air. She walked with her classmates from the rich family, and turned her head to talk to a certain boy from time to time. Seeing the two of them making no secrets, she knew that they were probably engaged through free love.

"Student Cha, does England also have Shangsi Festival?" A boy named Zhang Hongji asked.

Charles was too lazy to correct the pronunciation of the word "cha", and said in fluent and weird Chinese: "We have St. Valentine's Day, also called Valentine's Day. About a thousand years ago, the Roman Empire was invaded by aliens, and the emperor Ordered the abolition of all marriage contracts, domestic men are temporarily not allowed to marry, so that men can go to the battlefield without any worries. There was a priest named Valentine who resisted the decree and married the girl he loved, and was sentenced to hang by the king. On the day he died, It was determined to be Valentine's Day, and the date is about the same as the Shangsi Festival in China."

"So that's how it is," Zhang Hongji couldn't help complaining, "That Roman emperor is too unkind. Even if there is a foreign invasion, it shouldn't stop the wedding. The family has concerns, but it can inspire fighting spirit."

The boy next to him named Lu Shuang retorted: "That's not necessarily the case. If soldiers have concerns, they may avoid the battle passively and are unwilling to fight to the death. The Roman emperor only suspended domestic weddings, and he can marry after the battle. This is called Wa. The priest of Lundin must be executed for disobeying the emperor's order, otherwise the others will not follow suit?"

Someone else had a different focus and asked curiously, "Which country is Rome? It's not on the world map."

"Isn't the Pope in Rome?" someone else interjected.

"The capital of the Papal State is Rome, but that Rome is just a city, not a country."

"It must be that the country of Rome has perished, leaving only the city of Rome."

"..."

While arguing, someone suddenly said: "The country of Rome was called Great Qin in the Han Dynasty. Qin is the Qin of Qin."

Lu Shuang asked in surprise, "The ancient country in the west is also called Daqin?"

The man smiled and said: "There is a record in "Wei Lue": He grew up upright, and his clothes and flags resembled China, so the outside world is called Daqin. "Hou Hanshu" also records that Ban Chao sent Gan Ying as an envoy to Daqin and came to the seaside The people of Anxi told Gan Ying that to go to Daqin, it would take two months if there was a favorable wind and two years if there was a headwind. , the sea that Gan Ying encountered is the Mediterranean Sea today.”

As soon as this remark came out, everyone admired and bowed their hands.

This man was called Huang Guozhang, who was not named in history, and came from a military family in Wuxing Town. He did not choose to join the army, but loved learning since he was a child. He began to study history in middle school, and worshiped under a great Confucianist in Ji'an. He was only in his sophomore year, and he already went to the Imperial Academy frequently to help him. What he just said was actually the research result of the Imperial Academy.

Even those four girls cast adoring looks at Huang Guozhang.

Huang Guozhang said: "This is not what I have seen, but the academic achievements of foreign historians."

There is a history hall under the Imperial Academy, and the history hall is divided into pre-Qin rooms, Qin and Han rooms, and Six Dynasties rooms (Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties) and so on.

Three years ago, the emperor ordered the establishment of a foreign history room to sort out the foreign countries in historical materials.

At the beginning, the Foreign History Room only studied Japan and North Korea. Gradually, according to the narrations of the missionaries and envoys, and according to the information brought back by the envoys, I went to study Europe and Persia with half guesswork.

After a few more years of research, the university will offer the subject of "World Geography and Foreign History". Students with excellent grades in this subject, after passing the general examination, can be directly elected to Honglu Temple to engage in diplomacy if they pass the Honglu Temple exam.

Facing the admiration of all the students, Huang Guozhang was quite complacent, and he spoke even louder afterward.

What Charles thought in his heart was that after returning home to seize the throne, he would also organize the nobles to go outing in the countryside on Valentine's Day. He loves the vibe, it's so much fun, it's sure to be trending in the UK.

"The carriage of His Majesty and the ministers!" A student shouted.

But I saw a long line of convoys approaching, and a large number of guards were clearing the way to guard.

Not far away, the emperor and his ministers got out of the car and walked. The harem concubines and ministers' wives also took their children to play. The princes and daughters in their teens walked with the children of the minister's family. It is equivalent to being divided into three groups, and each group is followed by guards.

Ordinary tourists by the river saluted towards this side one after another.

The guards did not forcefully drive them away, but just kept the people at a distance.

After choosing a river beach, the maids spread felt blankets and tablecloths on top of the blankets, and put food and drinks out of the food boxes.

Zhao Han smiled and said to Zhang Tieniu: "I heard that you often read?"

"I've been reading," Zhang Tieniu patted his chest proudly, "I can already recognize more than a thousand characters. Calligraphy has also improved a lot. Zhang Mingshan, Ke, I have read, I have done it, I have done it quickly... I can write these characters very well. Well, not at all lost to the gentlemen in the school."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The ministers couldn't stop laughing.

Zhao Han pointed to the river and fields and said, "Then when you write a poem, just write about the scene in front of you."

Zhang Tieniu actually opened his mouth and came: "Shangsi went out to go outing in the city, and the emperor and ministers were all happy. The ducks in the river swim back and forth, and the cauliflower in the field is like gold."

"Good poetry!"

Zhao Han applauded and applauded, and the rest of the civil and military forces also clapped with suppressed laughter.

Zhao Han looked at Fei Ruhe again, as if affected by the atmosphere, the relationship between the monarch and his subjects was drawn closer. Fei Ruhe waved his hands again and again: "Your Majesty knows that I sleep in class when I am studying. , but I don’t know anything about poetry.”

Zhao Han said to Qian Qianyi: "Qian Aiqing, here's a song."

Qian Qianyi was very happy that he had a chance to express himself, and immediately said: "Your Majesty Rong Bing, the minister is exhausted, and it is difficult to make a work that suits the situation. There is an old work, but His Majesty still needs to correct it."

"Say it." Zhao Han nodded.

Qian Qianyi chanted: "Miscellaneous captives are fighting against each other, and my emperor will set China with his hands. Jinling used to know the spirit of the emperor, and Yunhan Xintong Bo Wangcha. The wandering souls in the black water cry on the grassland, and the new ghosts in Baishan cry at the beard. Ten years old eyes Re-grind and wash, sit and watch finless porpoise kicking the waves."

Zhao Han praised: "That's right, good poetry, I give you a jug of new wine, take it home and drink it slowly."

The whole poem is flattering Zhao Han, not only praising Zhao Han for recovering the rivers and mountains, but also comparing Zhao Han to Emperor Hongwu (Jinling sentence) and Han Wudi (Yunhan sentence).

Qian Qianyi missed it, and scholars from the Imperial Academy and Qintian Academy also started to compose poems.

All are praising the emperor, and by the way, praising civil and military ministers.

Occasionally, there are one or two songs dedicated to praising the generals for regaining lost ground. Those generals couldn't understand, but after being explained by others, they were all in a good mood.

Zhu Shunshui said: "I haven't heard of your Majesty's poems for a long time. Can you write one today?"

Zhao Han's poetry level has not improved at all. If he is really asked to write, it is estimated to be: I am a fool, today's outing is really fun.

However, there are still some in stock, so just copy them casually. Anyway, history has changed, and these poems probably won't appear.

"Get a pen!"

The ministers gathered around and saw the emperor writing: "The spring breeze is like a distinguished guest, and it will be prosperous as soon as it arrives. Come to sweep the snow on thousands of mountains, and return to leave the flowers of all nations."

"good!"

Qian Qianyi hurriedly commented (admitted): "Your Majesty is the spring breeze, blowing the prosperity of China. Sweeping away the barbarians and bandits, now it's time for all nations to come to court!"

(I recommend Da Luo Luo's new book "1825 My New Great Ming". This is a super powerful history god, so I don't need to introduce it. If you are short of books, hurry up and take a hole.)

(Also, there is only one update today.)