As soon as Sima Dewen said this, Xie Gongyi showed obvious unhappiness. As a peak figure in an industry, he could ask others for advice humbly or ask for gains and losses, but he could not be as good as his own. The 15 or 16-year-old boy was at a young age when he was young and energetic!

Even though Princess Jinling frowned, she was so frank that she would not be lying on Sima Dewen. Sima Dewen's Xuanyan landscape poems sounded pretty good at first, but when compared with Wei Feng, she immediately gave people a feeling of being empty.

Wei Feng's idea was clever and perfectly combined his own qualities and ambitions with pleasing his beloved daughter. It is obvious which of these two poems is better. She even had a strange idea. If Wei Feng's family is compatible with himself, and he is not married, he is in the position of Wen Chan, would he be secretly acquainted with Wen Ying?

You should know that there are never a shortage of talents in the world, and the stunning talents who are shocking in the world are once a hundred years old. Although she has prejudice against Wei Feng, she has to admit that Wei Feng is a shocking talent who is rare in a century! It is a blessing to be the wife of such a person!

Wei Feng was right and refused to forgive others. If he didn't hit Sima Dewen hard, how could Xie Wenli transfer a trace of feelings to himself? So he laughed and said, "I don't know what the ambitions of King Langya have, why not chant it with poetry? Let Wei look at it!"

In an instant, Sima Dewen's tender white face turned into a red pig's liver. What ambition could he have? In fact, everyone knows it. It's just that Sima Dezong was going to be at peace as soon as possible and succeeded to the second emperor after Changming, but how could this thought be made public?

"Hmph!" Sima Dewen snorted heavily and argued: "It's just a mere verbal advantage. What's the use of saying it nicely? How can you participate in military and national affairs? Is it just as good as you?"

Suddenly, let alone others secretly dissatisfied with each other, even if Princess Jinling could not bear it, it was not as scary as anyone. Who dared to call herself the best in the world? It would be despicable to cheat people. The old guy Lu Zhongyuan was still watching, and it was hard to guarantee that he would not spread it to the outside world. Wouldn't this lose all the face of the Sima family?

Princess Jinling subconsciously glanced at Lu Zhongyuan who had a pose of nothing to do with him. After breathing a sigh of relief, her pretty face sank and said unhappily: "Dewen, General Wei is indeed a talented person. Although he has some grudges with our Sima family, one is one. Two is two. Never be jealous of the virtuous and jealous. You should not reflect on your own shortcomings. How can you learn from the scoundrel on the street?"

"Sister!" Sima Dewen turned his head suddenly and said in disbelief: "Why are you talking to him? Dewen is your brother. Now we are only three of us, sisters and sisters. We should be united. We have to be united. Could it be that you forgot who was the victim of the whole family of uncle? Do you deserve your father?"

"Shut up!" Princess Jinling looked cold and scolded harshly!

"Okay, okay!" Sima Dewen stood up and smiled angrily: "I didn't expect that even sister, you don't like me anymore. Then I'll leave! Say goodbye!" As he said that, he bowed and hurried out.

"Dewen!" Xie Hun greeted him quickly, but Sima Dewen's prince's temper broke out and turned a deaf ear. In a blink of an eye, he had disappeared at the end of the garden.

Princess Jinling was quite disappointed and stood up and said, "I am not feeling well. I will leave it to Xie Lang. Everyone, I will take a step first!" Then she also lifted the corner of her skirt and turned around and left.

Xie Hun was quite embarrassed and smiled bitterly: "Woman's opinion! Come on, let's have a good time and ignore her! By the way, General Wei, Brother Yu and Jingyi have been studying the rhythm of poetry and prose in recent days. Do you have any experience in this regard? Why don't you talk about it? "

"Then Wei will talk about his own opinions with shame. If there is any inappropriateness, please correct me!" Wei Feng pondered for a moment and bowed to the surroundings: "Wei thought that poetry should be based on four tones, that is, to go up and enter flat, and use this to make the rhyme, with flat head, upper tail, bee waist, crane knee, and all the pronunciations and rhymes in the five characters are different, and the signs within the two sentences are different. However, Wei found that this was just an ideal state, and too much restraint was not conducive to expressing meaning, so it is easy to do and difficult to be too rigid...."

Wei Feng talked about Yongming's body during the Southern Qi period, and everyone was ready to gain something, especially Xie Gongyi asked questions immediately when he was unclear. After Wei Feng explained patiently, he suddenly felt enlightened and admired Wei Feng even more!

Before we knew it, it was almost evening. Xie Hun simply asked someone to put a candle and put a drink and drink on the spot. The Jinling Princess and Sima Dewen were missing, and the atmosphere in the table was in a harmonious state.

In the northwest of Jiankang, there are also misty smoke from cooking. Unlike Wuyi Lane, Wuyi Lane is the worst living in the middle and upper class. This area is dominated by middle and upper class people. Occasionally, there are a small number of dilapidated gentry. Near the Taipei City, there is a not-so-large old house. There are dilapidated gentry living here, which is the Wei family in Hedong that Wei Feng never forgets!

The head of the family, Wei Yu, was in his forties and had gray hair. His wife, Li, was about the same age as Xie Daoyun and Zang Aiqin. Xie Daoyun was pampered and had a good face like thirty people, which was incomparable, but Li's face seemed even older than Zang Aiqin.

The couple had a son and a daughter, Wei Che and Wei Shuang, respectively, and both were unmarried.

The four walls of the kitchen hall were smoked yellow and black by the smoke from many years. The family, as well as a concubine of Wei Che and a boy of four or five years old, were sitting around the kitchen hall for dinner. The food on several tables was mainly light, each with a bowl of corn porridge, bread of different sizes, and the salted salted radish that was pickled at home!

At that time, ordinary families of good people not only had meat, poultry and eggs, but white rice could only be eaten on major festivals, and vegetables were rarely seen. The Wei family's dietary standards were obviously only comparable to ordinary good people. To put it bluntly, they were slightly worse than any ordinary soldier in the Kuaiji Army.

The family was not interested, year after year, day after day of poverty made them unable to see the family's way out.

Chestnut rice, also known as modern millet, has round and small particles and golden color. Although it has been proven to have many nutritional values, it is extremely oil-cut as a staple food!

It seemed difficult to swallow. Wei Yu put the bowls and chopsticks and said unhappily: "Is there no rice at home? Why do you eat this every day?"

"Oh~~" Li sighed bitterly and said bitterly: "I took out the rice a few days ago for corn. Otherwise, I wouldn't have enough food to eat, so I had to sell it. But now there is no way to take it out? Relying on the ancestors' Yinze, there were originally more than ten hectares of fertile land, but over the years, there were only less than one hectares left. If you sell it all, you can certainly satisfy the temporary needs, but what should I do next year? I am worried that our family of six will starve to death!"

Wei Yu's mood was obviously extremely depressed. A hundred years ago, the Wei family in Hedong was extremely prominent, but because Empress Jia killed Wei Guan and nine descendants who were recorded in the Shangshu, the Wei family suffered a devastating blow. Wei Jie, the ancestor of the Yongjia Rebellion, flew south in a hurry. It was quite good at that time. He was attracted to Xie Kun, the then prefect of Yuzhang, and was praised by Wang Dao. However, famous scholars often had a arrogant personality, and Wei Jie was exceptional. He looked down on the general Wang, but the king was not happy.

Two years after moving to Jiangdong, that is, in the sixth year of Yongjia (312 AD), Wei Jie moved his family to Jiankang. Because he was known as a handsome man, he actually caused layers of onlookers in Jiankang. Wei Jie was already weak and sick, but died of illness in fright. At that time, he was twenty-seven years old. After Wei Jie, no outstanding figures appeared in the clan. Since then, the Wei family has gradually declined. After Wei Yu's generation, the nobles have had to worry about the firewood, rice, oil and salt!

Wei Che felt very uncomfortable. If the scholars were so miserable, the Wei family in Hedong ranked second, and no one in the world dared to recognize the first place. He looked at his father and gritted his teeth and said, "Our family can only sit in Jiankang. It is better to go to the village to get the fields back to cultivate themselves, and they can harvest more every year. What does my father think?"

Wei Yu refused without thinking, "How can scholars get involved in farming? If our ancestors know, how can they be peaceful under the nine springs?"

"This..." Wei Che was speechless. Other people's family was just a tenant farmer who was farming land. His family went the opposite way. He rented the land to others. He could only charge some meager rent every year. There was no way. In order to make a living, he kept selling the land for decades. There was only such a small amount left in his family. Yin Ke was stuttering on this amount of land to support two families?

But what can he do if his father is unwilling to return to his hometown to farm? Not only did the glory of his ancestors not bring benefits to future generations, it became a burden that he could not get rid of. His father was unwilling to farm because he was afraid of being embarrassed. Now that he is almost out of food, what's the use of face?

Wei Che unconsciously looked at his sister. Wei Shuang's beautiful eyes were filled with a thick and indelible sorrow. Wei Jie was a famous handsome man in the world. As Wei Jie's direct descendants, he naturally had a beautiful appearance. However, marriage between scholars and human beings does not completely look at beauty, but more about the benefits brought by the combination of status and mutual understanding. What can people get when they get married to the Wei family?

My sister is 24 years old this year and is still waiting to be a member of the word.

Of course, it was not that there were no one who came to propose marriage, but it was not that Xu Weishuang was the wife of the wife, but as a concubine, it was clearly for Weishuang's beauty, and it also implicitly looked down on Weishuang's family. How could Wei Yu be willing to do so? As for marrying a commoner, not to mention that Wei Yu had never considered it, etiquette and law would not allow it. The Wei family in Hedong was ruined, after all, it was a gentry. After all, marriage with the powerful landlords of the commoner was equivalent to automatically giving up the identity of a scholar.

In this way, my sister's marriage is getting more and more troublesome. Who would want a 24-year-old woman?

The same is true for himself. The gentry was unwilling to marry the Wei family. Although the daughter of the powerful landlord of the common people was willing to marry into the Wei family, the previous examples of Wang Yuan of the gentry were vivid in his mind. Who would dare to take the risk of marrying a concubine's daughter? Therefore, at the age of 26, he only took a concubine but did not marry a wife. Although he had one son, this child was only a concubine and could not be a legitimate son!

Wei Shuang seemed to notice the eyes of his brother, sighed secretly, and turned his head and said, "Father, since you don't want to go back to your hometown, according to your little girl's opinion, it's better to sell all the land and use this money as capital to do some small business at home. What do you think?"

"Nothing!" Wei Yu's face changed and he shouted, "You dare to think about it! My father knows that our family is poor, but poverty is not an excuse to manage the lowly business of merchants. Do you want your father to be unable to raise your head? Or to shame your ancestors? Don't mention this again!"
Chapter completed!