Zhao Huan was delayed in Chengdu for several days, meeting officials, gentlemen and people, and comforting people.

In the winter of the fourth year of Jingkang, Zhao Huan's footsteps almost covered the entire Sichuan. In addition to Chengdu, Meizhou, Hanzhou, Mianzhou and Pengzhou, there were also Wan and Zhongkai provinces. It was not until the end of the year that when he learned that Li Gang and others had arrived in Chang'an, he hurriedly left and returned to Guanzhong.

Just as he returned to Chengdu from Wanzhou and set out from Chengdu Prefecture, the ceremony was paved with. When hundreds of thousands of Chengdu people left the city to see him off, a tall young man was also mixed in the crowd, silently observing the departure of the emperor's ritual.

After a long time, when the emperor's car drove away and the crowd was evacuated, the young man did not mix in the crowd and returned to the city. Instead, he walked to the soup shop in the suburbs, bought some dry food, brought a white horse, hung the dry food on the side of the horse, rode it slanted, and went to the south leisurely.

He rushed day and night, and met a group of business acquaintances who were returning to his hometown Renshou on the way. However, he wrote a book to his father and greet him. He said that he would still have to go to Qingcheng and go home after about half a month.

The business leader was familiar with him. Seeing him leaning on the horse's back and writing, he took aloud and said without realizing it, "Brother Yu, you have achieved success in your studies long ago, why didn't you come out to take the exam? After you pass the exam, you will serve the country and be able to shine your ancestors."

The young man shook his head and smiled, "My father is still there, so of course he has to serve his children, so how can he become an official?"

The businessman nodded and praised: "Yu Ge'er is really a filial son. I heard that the "Bird Bian Bian" you wrote is to convey the love of birds and crows, and to explain filial piety. I am illiterate, but I heard that the adults in the prefecture read it, they all said that it is a wonderful and good article, and they also said that you are a rare filial son."

That young man was from Renshou, Sichuan. His surname was Yu and his name was Yunwen. He should have made his name famous in later generations. However, at this time, he was just a white-bodied young man under the age of twenty. After his mother passed away, he was filial by nature. Although his literary name was prominent in Sichuan, many officials of the court heard of him, he refused to come out to take the exam and become an official in the name of serving his father's return to old age.

This trip was a rare move for so many years, but unexpectedly, he saw Emperor Zhao Huan fleeing back from the northern country in Chengdu and even had a conversation. He didn't know at that time, but later when Zhao Huan showed up to meet the people, he saw him from afar. He was shocked at that time, but he also had a lot of thoughts. He was anxious to talk to his own forgetful years, so he delayed his return home and set out towards Qingcheng.

After a few gossips with the merchant, he continued to set off, watching the wind and scenery during the day, chanting poems, looking at the free and calm, but under his young face, he was emotionally excited. Sometimes he could not help but stare blankly, thinking about the situation when he was talking to the emperor that day.

His purpose was Damian Mountain in Qingcheng, known as one of the fifty cave heavens of Taoism. Although his governance was under the jurisdiction of Chengdu, Yizhou, it was also 200 to 300 miles apart. He walked slowly every day, and only five or six days later, he arrived at the foot of Damian Mountain.

Although the mountain road is difficult and dangerous, because there are many things on the horse, it does not abandon the horse to climb, but leads the horse and walks by itself. There are many famous mountains in China, but Qingcheng is in the world with the word "Xiu". Although it is the middle of winter, it is still vast and green in the mountains, showing a different turquoise green from other places. In the middle of winter, it makes people feel eerie but if there is vitality, it is no wonder that it is called the Taoist blessing land.

At this time, this mountain did not have a neat mountain road that later generations sent out for tourists. Although there were many Taoist temples and locals on the mountain to enjoy the summer and summer, there were still few mountain roads. In many places, it was just rugged paths that people stepped on. It was very difficult for Yu Yunwen to walk along the horse. After he could barely get halfway up the mountain, the mountain began to move more smoothly, but he was already sweating profusely.

He had been here several times, very familiar. After looking around for a while, he saw the entrance of a big cave in the tree, and immediately showed joy. He led his horse forward, and reached the entrance of the cave and shouted softly: "Brother Yao?"

After a while, seeing no one answered, his face showed a little anxious expression. He was about to enter the cave, but after a moment of pondering, he sat cross-legged, took out dry food and water, and ate and chewed at the entrance of the cave.

He did this, and a burst of laughter suddenly sounded in the silent cave. After laughing, a middle-aged man dressed in Taoist dress walked out of the cave slowly and said to him: "Brother Yu, you are really patient."

Yu Yunwen raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Brother Yao is now a god. He has lived a graceful life. What is the point of a little time in the world? Even if I sit here for a few days, I don't think Brother Yao will be anything else."

It was noon at this time, and the winter sun was evenly spreading on this small valley. The middle-aged man was about to come out in a few steps and stood beside Yu Yunwen, but he was silent and just watched him chew and eat.

The dazzling light shone on his face, and he saw his eyes bright and bright face, his purple beard was several feet long, but he only felt that it was awesome and difficult to invade. Although he was holding his hands with a proud look and looked as if a tiger had emerged and was difficult to invade.

Yu Yunwen finally had enough food and drink, and got up.

The man was one and a half shorter than him. When he saw him stand up, he tilted his head and stared at him.

Yu Yunwen closed his eyes slightly. After a while, Fang smiled and said, "Forget it, let's sit down and talk."

The man pressed his hand on his waist and laughed loudly. The sound was extremely loud and full of energy. He was shocked that the birds around him were rushing up and chirping on the surrounding treetops.

After laughing for a while, he said to Yu Yunwen: "Little brother, use your body to suppress my momentum. This is a joke."

Yu Yunwen smiled bitterly and said, "You are also like a monk who has become a monk and enlightened? Every time you meet you, you feel like a thorn on your back. You are like a half-out sheathed sword, trying to suppress your sharpness, but you don't know that the half-out of the hole is even more eye-catching!"

The two sat down and talked, but the man surnamed Yao sighed: "But I haven't seen you for a few years, you really grew up. I passed by Renshou that day and met you, but I was only fifteen or sixteen years old? I am really a man now."

After saying that, he smiled and said, "Do you want to join the army to clear Hu Chen? In this situation, I actually remembered this poem I wrote a few days ago."

Yu Yunwen smiled and said, "What?"

The man chanted loudly: "Sewing the green waves in spring, the sun is bright, the golden shore is bright, and the mirror is full of the cold green. I am happy to overflow with two moths, smiling in the wind, and the two loves are still radiant. At that time, we were drunk together, the rain and brocade robe wet, and the black gauze is tilted. Where is the hero? The green mountains are all over the sky, flying down the lonely white. Who is the sail to the Tianmen? I am also a guest of the Tianmen. I am happy all my life, and a leaf of green lotus floats to the eight extremes. From then on, the green trees on the rocks, I saw a white horse scholar breaking the enemy."

This poem is full of passion, but it is a great compliment to Yu Yunwen, and a message to him that he can do heroic things as a scholar of white horses and defeat the enemy on the battlefield.

Although the two men are very different in age, the man surnamed Yao obviously knew that Yu Yunwen was heartbroken, and used his words to encourage him.

Although Yu Yunwen is calm and composed, he is now in a lifelong understanding and savoring the profound meaning of the poem, and he is just a fool for a moment.

After a long time, he bowed his hand and thanked him: "Brother Ping Zhong, how can you take this?"

Yao Pingzhong laughed and said, "I can't afford it? In this world, we have millions of soldiers in our hearts. We can't learn from the martial arts masters back then. Who is the one who can't afford it? What can't afford it!"

Yu Yunwen naturally waved his hands repeatedly, indicating that the other party praised too much and was not consistent with what he had learned.

Of course he didn't know that after a thousand years of later generations, military strategies and cultural abilities were very accessible to people. After reading his biography, he only had eight words to evaluate: "Great Duke Yu, one person in the ages!"

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1: There was a problem with the computer yesterday, and updates will be made today.
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