Chapter 1865 Five generations living together

"The Great Learning says: Knowing the end and having concentration, then being calm can be calm, then being calm can be calm, then being calm can be at peace, then being at peace can be thought, and then being thought can be achieved. You may understand, what do these sentences mean?"

In the back garden where flowers bloom, an old man with white hair and kind-looking face smiled at the circle of small radish diced carrots surrounding him, and asked such a question.

There are three small hands raised.

"Old ancestor, I, I don't know."

Song Zhiyuan laughed out loud: "You are honest, and you don't pretend to understand."

A little fat child stood up and said, "Precautions to understand are not the style of our Song family if you don't understand. We don't do it. If you understand, you understand. If you don't understand, you don't understand. This is a family motto."

"Okay, you remember this family motto at such a young age, so you are smart." Song Zhiyuan said appreciatively.

The little fat man touched the back of his bare head a little embarrassedly and smirked. His ancestors praised me. My mother would definitely give me two more bowls of rice tonight.

Song Zhiyuan said: "This question is beyond the scope for those boys and girls who have been enlightened or even not yet enlightened. But Emperor Gaozu can still tell you what it means, and if you can't remember it, write it down in a small notebook and nail it up. If you often see it in the future, you will remember it."

"Yes." The children echoed in unison, picked up the charcoal pen and Xuanben from beside them and opened it, looking at Song Zhiyuan, the grandfather.

This is the ancestor of their Song family. He is 88 years old this year. He just passed his birthday. He retired at the age of 75, officially ending his political career that lasted for nearly a quarter of three dynasties. However, he was granted the title of Grand Tutor by Emperor Zhaokang. In his spare time, he lived a pampering life at home and asked about self-cultivation.

But even so, Emperor Zhaokang occasionally said that the old master came to the palace to speak, without any neglect because of the resignation of the Grand Master. In addition, Song Lingjie, the great-grandfather of the Song family, has also become the prime minister, the eldest grandfather of the eldest wife will also join the Ministry of Personnel, and the other uncles and brothers, each with their own achievements, and the family's children will continue, making the Song family now noble and the best among noble families.

The Song family is now living together for five generations and has rich descendants. The Song Prime Minister's Mansion in that year has gradually expanded. After the death of the old master Song, Song Zhiyuan first split up his family and bought several adjacent houses, divided into three, and each of them is in power, but they are like a family. Later, as the number of descendants increases, one door after another is added and the expansion continues. The huge Song family has become a Song clan group and is watched side by side.

Song Zhiyuan retired and became the old master Song, and still lived in his former residence. However, the people around him passed by one after another. Even his wife left early, and he became his ancestor.

But the Song family knew that this ancestor was getting less and less.

Song Zhiyuan also knew that this was also what he often said, and he was afraid of death. He had done for the Song family, and the road he wanted to pave has become a prosperous road. The remaining wealth and honor were left to the descendants to bless and continue, and they were the same as the prospects he taught.

The Song family was noble, with a clean and upright family style, and was full of students all over the world. It was a wealthy and famous family in this era. Everything he hoped for was as he wished.

So if he dies, he will have no regrets, just as his mother said back then.

With this state of mind, Song Zhiyuan felt lighter and lighter, as if he was returning at any time.

Song Zhiyuan smiled slightly and explained the topic just now: "Knowing to stop and having a calm state means knowing how to stop and then be stable; being calm after being calm, then being calm before one can calm down, that is, being calm after one can calm down; being able to think before one can think carefully; what can one get after one can think carefully before one can gain something. This is to remind you not to panic in everything, be arrogance and impetuosity, and self-cultivation is the basis, so that one can truly cultivate oneself, manage the family, govern the country and pacify the world."

Such a question is beyond the outline, which is really not an exaggeration. Xiao Douding, who is only a few years old, is confused, but the pen in his hand is constantly.

If you can't write some words, you will use circles and forks to express them. If you are smarter, you will murmur and recite them silently. When you return to the yard, you will ask your servants or older brothers and sisters to write them down for yourself, often reminding yourself.

Because this is the teaching of our ancestors.

Song Zhiyuan looked at these little beans racking their brains, couldn't help but smile and said, "Don't worry, you don't understand. Go back and think slowly. If you get older, you will understand."

"Yes, ancestor."

Song Zhiyuan heard a sound of footsteps, turned his head and looked at him. Someone came against the light, and soon, he arrived in front of him.

"Look at who this is?"

The little beans had already stood up and shouted in a mess of names and greetings.

"Four Great-grandfather (Grandfather, Grandfather)"

The person who came was Song Lingyu, who was already middle-aged, but he had practiced some boy skills since he was a child. In addition, he was a doctor and was well maintained. Although he was almost over fifty years old, he looked like he was in his early forties, and he was of high seniority.

There is no way, who told him to be an old man?

"Why are you here? Wasn't you summoned to the palace?" Song Zhiyuan looked at him and asked.

This son is very skilled in medical skills and has become famous at a young age. He has long been known as a miracle doctor. In recent years, he has been a very popular miracle doctor in the emperor and various noble families. He is not very good-tempered, rebellious, and unmanageable, and is not patient with the turbulent struggles. He has been walking outside most of the time. In recent years, Song Zhiyuan's body has grown older, so he has been stationed in Beijing.

Song Lingyu picked up his wrist and said, "Are you looking forward to my permanent residence in the palace?"

This kid's tone is still very thrilling.

Song Zhiyuan glanced at him and asked, "Is the emperor really in trouble?"

Song Lingyu pretended to be impatient and said, "If you have retired, don't worry about the monarch's affairs."

Seeing him like this, Song Zhiyuan felt something was wrong. Could it be that something was wrong?

But as he said, he had already retired. Daqing is the world of young people, and he can't worry about it.

"I don't worry. The Song family followed your grandmother's instructions. The Song family has not entered the palace for many years, which has avoided the harem's struggle. However, the Song family is powerful and the princes are not ordinary people. In their eyes, the Song family is a hot commodity." Song Zhiyuan sighed and has glory.

Back then, Song Ci was so excited that a man from the Song family could take a concubine at all times, and invisibly prevented the appearance of his concubine's children from being born. Now, the descendants of the Song family have taken concubines except for the second and third rooms because one grandson has no son, and there are really few concubines.

It is precisely because of this that the Song family’s daughter is basically born in the legitimate family and has been highly educated since childhood, which has made the royal family eyeing him. However, Song Zhiyuan had already told the emperor that the Song family’s daughter would not enter the palace, and that with him and Song Lingjie, Emperor Zhaokang is happy to do so now.

Emperor Zhaokang was not stupid either. If the Song family daughter entered the palace, the Song family would inevitably fall into a dispute over the crown prince. The Song family's in-laws and civil and military officials were online, not to mention military generals. There were people in the northeast, northwest and northwest. If a Song family daughter was born as a concubine or even a queen of the country, she would not know what her surname would be.

Therefore, Emperor Zhao Kang was also happy to see that the daughter of Song was not a palace concubine and the princess, and it was nothing but a benefit.

"Fourth brother, I haven't had much time left. After I die, some people in my family will probably be more determined to live. Please help me suppress it. The Song family has been rich for decades. If a girl in the family enters the palace and the royal family, she will probably become a relative of the queen, and then it will be even more afraid of the monarch."

Song Lingyu said impatiently: "You will die at that time, how can you see the follow-up? You are just broad-minded and care about so much!"

Song Zhiyuan glared: "!"

What a rebellious person!

But after a while, he sighed slightly: "You are talking about it. What is the teachings of my Song family? It has been decided long ago. Whether the future generations can compete for success depends on how the head of the family leads."

Flowers are not red for a hundred days. Similarly, no matter whether it is a royal family or aristocratic family, they will have a day of energy. But if there is such a day, he will not know, and it is even more impossible for him to cheat his zombie and beat his descendants from the grave.

Forget it.

Song Lingyu had already put down his hand and looked at the white-haired old man in front of him. As he grew older, the old man also became scarred and looked fragile, and his pulse was shaking.

well.

Song Zhiyuan did not miss the reluctance that flashed through his eyes, so he reached out and patted his hand: "It's nothing. I'm old for my father and I've lived enough."

"I know." Song Lingyu sat beside him, looked up at the clouds in the sky, and held back his tears.

He is a doctor and has long been used to seeing birth, old age, sickness and death, and he is not surprised.

After this day, Song Lingyu spent more time at home, and even stayed with his father for more time. Everyone in the family was secretly frightened, but they did not dare to show any of them on their faces. Only the ignorant children, as always, followed their ancestors in the garden, either studying, or listening to his past events.

Suddenly one day, Song Zhiyuan had a whim and asked Song Lingyu to push him to Chunhui Hall. For decades, the courtyard that has been repaired every year has been preserved. After several years of rest, it has been settled, and it is still like an old friend.

He looked inside and out before turning out of the small garden, holding a small-leaf red sandalwood hairpin in his hand. The hairpin was covered with patina, which was obviously worn or played with for many years.

This is the thought that Song Ci left to him before he left.

A hundred flowers bloomed, the blue sea and blue sky, and the clouds rolled in the sky. Song Zhiyuan sat in a wheelchair, half closed his eyes, half dreamed and half awake, and suddenly he saw someone walking in the sea of ​​flowers.

He was slightly stunned, opened his eyes and smiled, looked at the little doodle and said in a gentle voice: "Children, go find your great-grandfather, just say that the ancestor's mother is here to pick me up."

The little doodians were a little confused, but they did not dare to disobey, and walked out of the small garden step by step.

Before someone completely walked out, he looked back, but saw the ancestor sitting in a wheelchair, his hands slightly stretched out, and his head was slightly tilted against the wheelchair, and a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, he saw the fourth great-grandfather kneeling down, his forehead resting on the old ancestor's knees, and the people around him also knelt down.

Xiaodouding's eyes became hot, and for no reason, tears rolled down, as if he understood something.

In early summer of May of the 26th year of Zhaokang, the old Grand Master Song passed away in the Grand Master's Mansion at the age of 88. Emperor Zhaokang respected him as an important minister of the three dynasties, devoted himself to Daqing, worked hard and made great contributions, and became a loyal and upright minister. He was specially named Duke Wenyuan, and was worthy of the Taimiao and accompanied the ancestors.

?         ? Hey, who else did I want to write in ancient times? It’s better to be open-ended!

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