The governor of Chenliu was moved away under the watchful eyes of the Zhenbei Army. Under the watchful eyes of a group of soldiers, he did not dare to take away all the good things. But everyone knew that the Zhenbei Army did not know the value of things, so he left behind a number of worthless but large furniture, and as for the small porcelain and ornaments, he took them all to his side.
Whether it was furniture or ornaments, these were not the property of the Chenliu governor, but the assets of the marquis at that time. The marquis died earlier than Emperor Taining, and no one dared to touch the royal property. Originally, this mansion should have belonged to the Prince of Chenliu, but Emperor Taining never conferred the title on him, so it had been left there to gather dust. Until the fifth year of Taining, when the emperor passed away and wars broke out everywhere, the mansion was reoccupied by powerful people, and then it kept changing owners for more than 20 years, and finally fell into the hands of Qu Yunmie.
After all this trouble, there are still so many good things left. Look, this is the royal life that everyone dreams of.
In comparison, Qu Yunmie, as the King of Zhenbei, lived a very shabby life. In the past, Xiao Rong only knew that he was shabby but did not realize how shabby he was. Well, now he realized it.
The marquis's mansion was not as big as the royal palace in Yanmen County, but it had a total of 110 rooms of various sizes, with eight reception rooms alone, all of which were far apart from each other. The interior was filled with pavilions, towers, rockery and lakes. The rockery at that time was not made of stones, after all, Taihu stones were not yet popular. The rockery at that time was really a hill made of soil carried by people, and then a lake was dug around the hill, green plants were planted around it, and stairs and pavilions were built.
Not to mention that there is a Nine-Curve Bridge over the lake, and opposite is a screen wall corridor with six doors, each leading to a different place.
Xiao Rong didn't know whether this marquis' mansion violated the rules. If it did, he could accept it. If it didn't... even building a marquis' mansion required such a large-scale construction, how much money would it cost to build a royal palace or an imperial palace in the future?
At this time, plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum had not yet become the Four Gentlemen, but appreciating flowers and planting bamboo had become a popular trend. One hundred and eighty years ago, the chaotic times began, but at the same time, there was also an unusually active cultural exchange and an awakening of consciousness about the word "human". Five-character poems flourished, seven-character poems appeared, and famous works handed down from generation to generation emerged in endlessly. The hobbies of great writers can easily guide how people of an era live. In the past world, people paid attention to status and respect, but now people pay attention to reputation and elegance.
This may sound like nothing, but the fact is that there are more and more rules in life, and they must be followed. The feudal rulers set many rules for people, such as only the emperor could live in the house with nine five entrances, and the people below were not allowed to violate the rules, in order to separate the royal family from ordinary nobles; and after the rise of the scholar class, they added a lot of requirements to distinguish between literati and ordinary people. For example, literati love bamboo, so they have to plant bamboo at home. If there is no bamboo, it means that you are illiterate and a rough person who should not be associated with too much.
Including ornaments, what to put and how to put them, also represents the pursuit of art. When others do this, you can't be unique. After all, whether it is Qu Yunmie or Xiao Rong, they are not famous enough to have followers who must be kings. The group nature of the scholar class is beyond everyone's imagination. If you are not one of them, don't even think about proposing new things and changing their behavior.
Xiao Rong's principle is that when he can't win, he will join the enemy first, penetrate the enemy and disintegrate them from within, which is also a good way. ...
After walking through a short corridor and returning to his own room, Xiao Rong first casually glanced at the furnishings in the room, then turned around and looked at Xiao Yi, whom he had not seen for a long time.
Xiao Yi is fourteen now. He is about the same age as Ashu, but three months younger than Ashu. As for height, he is not as tall as Ashu. He is only six feet six inches, which makes him look a little shorter.
As for his appearance, Xiao Rong didn't know how to describe it. He always felt that Xiao Yi looked like a scholar. Although his family background was not good, his temperament was exactly like a scholar among the aristocrats. When he was not smiling or talking, he had a natural sense of alienation, as if he was superior to others. Although he was obviously very young, he gave people the feeling that he had read books all his life, making people subconsciously accept his superiority and habitually respect him and give him preferential treatment.
If Xiao Rong had seen a few more high-ranking families, he would have understood these feelings. This was the family's children. After more than a dozen generations of training and inheritance, their faces had even changed. Of course, no matter how much this face changed, the essence would not change. Not everyone was as kind-hearted as Xiao Yi. Some people looked more gentle than Xiao Yi, but they did things that were harmful to the world behind their backs.
Oddly enough, on the way to Chenliu, Xiao Rong would feel nervous whenever he thought of Xiao Yi. Now that he was really face to face with him, Xiao Rong felt relieved.
He asked, "Has anyone given you any trouble in the past few months?"
Xiao Yi shook his head: "No, I don't cause trouble, so no one else will cause trouble to me, ah, brother..."
When Xiao Yi pronounced this title, he stuttered. Xiao Rong was silent for a moment and interrupted him: "Call me Big Brother from now on."
When people called their elder brother "Axiong", they were usually referring to their biological elder brother, while "Da Ge" was a title given to sworn brothers or in a large family. However, no one would say anything if the two were used interchangeably.
However, Xiao Yi felt a pang in his heart when he heard this. He understood what Xiao Rong meant. The elder brother is the elder brother and the eldest brother is the eldest brother. Although he acknowledged Xiao Rong as his eldest brother, it did not mean that he had to completely erase the original eldest brother.
Xiao Yi sniffed and smiled with a dimple on his face: "Yes, big brother. Are you feeling better? I heard from Ashu that you vomited blood?"
Xiao Rong: “…”
It's not relevant to bring up this issue.
Xiao Rong waved his hand: "It's okay, they are just minor problems. I know my own body well. Others make a fuss when they see me, but actually, I am fine."
Xiao Yi: “…”
He didn't quite believe it, but there were indeed many things about Xiao Rong that were different from ordinary people. Xiao Yi secretly guessed that he might be a disciple of a master who had not been involved in the world, and now that the world was in chaos, he came down the mountain to save the world.
That master...maybe he is even a god.
As he thought about it, Xiao Yi looked at Xiao Rong with longing and admiration on his face, which made Xiao Rong feel strange.
With a start, Xiao Yi came back to his senses, his face turned red instantly, and he began to stutter again: "Brother, I have done what you asked me to do. When we arrived in Liyang City, the scholars in Liyang City were talking about this matter." Xiao Rong raised his eyebrows.
Liyang is only a little over a hundred miles away from Jinling. The two places are very close. If there is news in Liyang, then Jinling must have known it too.
Thinking of the reaction of the Nanyong court, Xiao Rong chuckled and praised Xiao Yi: "You did a good job. I trust you and gave this matter to you."
Xiao Yi was so overwhelmed by his praise that he lowered his head in embarrassment.
Xiao Rong struck while the iron was hot: "I think you haven't put down your studies during this period. This collection of 1,000 people's works must be held and completed before the king goes to war. When the collection begins, why don't you go and participate?"
Xiao Yi was stunned and waved his hands repeatedly: "This collection of 1,000 people is a great event in the literary world! I have read too few books. How can I embarrass the Xiao family and my elder brother!"
Xiao Rong: “…”
If you lose it's because you are not well educated, why do you think it is me who is embarrassed?
After a pause, he said, "It is precisely because it is a literary event that you must attend. This event is organized by the King of Zhenbei, I am the planner, and Prime Minister Gao is in charge of setting the questions. We want the scholars of Nanyong to be in the limelight, but we can't let them take all the limelight away. Besides, there is a winner only after a loser. If there is no scholar worth showing off under the King of Zhenbei, and they are all fighting among themselves, then what's the point? Just go back and continue to fight among yourself. Yi'er, do you know what packaging is? Although we don't have a genius here, we need a genius, a genius that the scholars of Nanyong will hate secretly when they think of him, and hate him so much that they don't want to leave, but want to stay here and debate with him every day."
Xiao Yi: “…………”
His expression was horrified: "But brother, I'm not a genius!"
Xiao Rong laughed, "Now that you are not real, you should pretend to be fake. At the same time, go back and study hard. Read more every day and strive to become real soon. There are many books in the king's storehouse, as well as some bamboo slips collected from other places. I have already told the king that you can read them at will. If you can understand them thoroughly, you will be better than nine-tenths of the scholars in the world. You don't have to worry about the remaining one-tenth. After all, you are my brother, and I will not let you suffer any loss."
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