"Playing in the Ming Dynasty"/Chunxi Dixiao

Chapter 1

In the first month of 1488, the Ming Dynasty officially changed its name to the first year of Hongzhi, which was the beginning of the famous "Hongzhi Zhongxing".

It was also in this year that James IV of Scotland succeeded to the throne, Dias of Portugal discovered the Cape of Good Hope, and the entire world was in turmoil and change.

In comparison, something as trivial as the addition of a child to the Wang family seems trivial.

This Wang family is actually not ordinary. The head of the family is called Wang Hua, who was the number one scholar in the 17th year of Chenghua.

How rare is it to be the number one scholar? Ordinary people don’t know how many lifetimes of cultivation it takes to get one?

Even if Wang Hua is still working as a Hanlin editor in the Hanlin Academy, the only difference between him and his colleagues is that his name is slightly higher when writing documents. This is still a big thing that can last a lifetime.

This year Wang Hua is already 42 years old and already has two sons. This is not the first time he has become a father.

However, his wife died a few years ago, and his current wife, Zhao, was a newly married woman. This was her first childbirth, so Wang Hua used his rare vacation to accompany Zhao and their new son.

Perhaps he was afraid that people would forget his birth date, so this boy deliberately chose to be born on the first day of the first lunar month.

A newborn child cannot see the handsomeness of its father, nor the beauty of its mother. It is just a wrinkled little ball.

Wang Hua's first son was born early. The eldest was seventeen years old and was named Shouren. The younger brother was named after him. He looked at the wrinkled youngest son and discussed with Mrs. Zhao: "Call him Shouwen."

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Mrs. Zhao had just taken a nap and was still very weak. After hearing this, she looked at her son who was sleeping soundly after eating, nodded and said, "The name chosen by your husband is of course a good one."

Wang Hua had a conversation with Mr. Zhao and then went to discuss the naming with his father.

Mr. Wang was tending the bamboo in the yard. When he saw his son coming, he sat down at the stone table, poured a cup of hot tea and drank it all, then said to Wang Hua, "What's the matter?"

Wang Hua told Mr. Wang the name he had thought of.

If Mr. Wang has no objection, the name will be decided.

Mr. Wang listened quietly, without much emotion on his face.

He is old and now only values ​​two things.

It's also his bamboo. He is a good bamboo grower. His house is surrounded by green bamboo all year round. People who know him call him "Zhuxuan Weng". When he comes to the capital, he never forgets to transplant a few good bamboos into his yard to make it pleasant to the eyes.

The other is his eldest grandson Wang Shouren. The eldest grandson was brought up by the couple, so naturally he is different from the other grandsons in their hearts.

After Wang Hua finished speaking, Mr. Wang waved his hand and said, "You can make your own decision. There is no need to ask me." After he finished speaking, he paused and then warned, "I think Brother Ren will be back soon. Don't be too nervous."

Reprimand him harshly. He is still young, and you are the father, so you must teach him well."

Wang Hua agreed on his face, but in his heart he was thinking about how to beat his eldest son.

His eldest son is smart, but he is too full of ideas and can make a lot of noise.

A few years ago, this kid boasted that he would become a sage in the future, but he thought this kid was just talking and didn't take it to heart.

As a result, this boy actually left a letter once, saying that he wanted to learn about the situation at the border and what kind of life the people at the border lived, and he openly ran away from home and wandered around the north.

Is this what teenagers are supposed to do?!

Even if the hairless boy goes to the border areas, even if he goes to the prosperous Jiangsu and Zhejiang areas, he still has to worry about whether there will be banditry on the road!

It is true that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers.

This time too, I ran away without a trace under the pretext of going on a study tour. I didn't even come back during the Chinese New Year.

Wang Hua even thought about where to start beating him, and placed the stick in the best place.

Everything is ready, just waiting for the bad son to come home!

Wang Hua waited and waited. By the beginning of February, the weather had warmed up and the birds in the bamboo bushes had almost built their nests, but his eldest son was still missing.

On the other hand, the younger son ate and slept every day, and his wrinkles quickly turned into plump and plump, which looked very pleasing to the eye.

The swaddling clothes are all made in the twelfth lunar month, and the fabric chosen is bright red, which makes the baby more white, tender and cute.

Compared with other children, Brother Wen is very well-behaved and rarely cries. He will only howl meaningfully when he is hungry or when it is time to change his diaper.

The second brother, who is only two or three years older than him, is brought here to stay for a while every day to show his brotherly love.

When Brother Wen opens his eyes every day, he will see many strangers wandering in front of him, speaking words that he does not understand.

Since his brain has not yet fully developed, he can only use his smooth and new (in fact, it is brand new) brain to try to understand everything happening around him like an ordinary baby.

Of course, the baby's brain has very, very little time to think every day.

He can spare less than a stick of incense every day to recall the questions "Who am I" and "Where am I", and after thinking about it, he will forget it the next day and have to think about it again.

It's too difficult, really too difficult.

A little baby with a pitifully small brain capacity chose to give up resistance and decided to follow the baby's instinct and continue to eat, sleep and eat without any worries.

Although he didn't wake up much in a day, Brother Wen slowly figured out the current situation——

He was just born in an ancient family, and his grandparents are still alive.

My father is a bit old and my mother is a bit young.

There is also an older brother who comes to care for his younger brother like he clocks in regularly every day.

He was two months old and had no basic knowledge of ancient Chinese. This was all Brother Wen could figure out.

In fact, he didn't even know his own name. He only knew that everyone called him Brother Wen, and he guessed that there should be a character in his name.

He didn't even know what his grandparents' names were, but he heard his brother's name, and it seemed that he was called Brother Jian.

At first glance, it sounds like a very traditional feudal family naming.

As for which dynasty and which generation the ancient feudal family belongs to, Brother Wen still hasn't figured it out yet.

The weather was fine that day, and young mother Zhao took Brother Wen to visit her grandparents.

The members of the Wang family are relatively simple, and there are no greeting rules on weekdays. The two elders of the Wang family like to be quiet, so the bride Zhao has little chance of serving the two elders.

After Mrs. Zhao was out of confinement, she wanted her son to get closer to her second elder.

The two elders have many children and grandchildren, so why is such a little grandson so rare? They just hug him and look at him for a few times, and the only thing he worries about is his eldest grandson who has not returned from the trip.

The first few times I came here, Brother Wen was so sleepy that he rarely opened his eyes.

This time was different. This time Brother Wen had eaten enough and slept well, and was rarely awake. He was about to take stock of his precious spiritual wealth (many memory fragments that were difficult to piece together) when he was picked up by Mrs. Zhao.

Get close to the elders.

Brother Wen turned his eyes and looked at his grandmother, Cen, who took him over.

The baby's eyes have not yet fully developed, and he is wrapped in swaddling clothes and cannot move. His field of vision is really limited. Brother Wen looked over very hard to see clearly what the kind-hearted old lady in front of him looked like.

After all, he was a biological grandson connected by blood. When Old Mrs. Cen saw Brother Wen's eyes turning towards her, with his dark pupils, she couldn't help but feel a bit of affection in her heart.

She smiled and said to Mr. Wang next to her: "Look at how smart this kid is, his eyes can follow people."

Mr. Wang wanted to say, "Whose kid can't turn his eyes?" but he glanced at Mr. Zhao, who was standing cautiously next to him, and then shut up. He reluctantly followed up with a few compliments. He still felt that his eldest grandson was the smartest.

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Mrs. Zhao hugged Brother Wen and left the yard of the two elders. She happened to hear Mr. Wang and his wife discussing when their eldest grandson would come back.

She lowered her head and glanced at her son, who was sleeping soundly again, and felt very unsatisfied: her husband's eldest son was so naughty, and the two elders still worried about it, but they were lukewarm to their newborn grandson!

When Brother Wen woke up again, he heard from Mrs. Zhao that he had an older brother.

This time Mr. Zhao spoke a lot, occasionally with some dialect. Brother Wen didn't understand it after listening for a long time. He only roughly learned that the eldest brother's name seemed to be Wang Yun, and he was very popular with the two elders.

It is said that his eldest brother is better at birth than he is. Before he was born, he gave Mrs. Cen a dream, saying that an immortal would send a child to their home on the auspicious clouds!

This is too ridiculous. Who can compare to winning the love of my parents through dreams before I was even born?

Refuse to roll inward, and the salted fish lies flat.

Brother Wen continued to eat and sleep carefree, and occasionally woke up and acted obediently as his mother's audience.

Although his mother seems to have taken the evil stepmother script, who said they are mother and son?

Of course he would clenched his little fists from time to time to echo his mother's complaints.

The first principle in life is to help your relatives or not!

Perhaps Zhao had mentioned it too many times, but his eldest brother, whose name he only heard but not his person, had actually returned from outside.

It was raining heavily the day Wang Shouren came back.

Since the wake of stings, there have been more thunders, and even a sleepy baby like Brother Wen has been woken up several times.

When Wang Shouren came back, there was also a thunderstorm, and he was soaked in the rain. He was in such a miserable state.

The unlucky bad weather did help Wang Shouren. Wang Hua did not use the sticks he had prepared, but sighed and asked him to change clothes quickly.

Wang Shouren changed into dry clothes and came out. Wang Hua picked up Brother Wen, who had just been awakened by the thunder, and showed him, saying, "Shouren, this is your brother."

Wang Shouren was not too surprised. When he slipped out, the Zhao family was both pregnant. The only difference was whether they had more brothers or more sisters.

He leaned over and took a look at his fair and tender new brother, and suddenly met the new brother's eyes that he tried to open as wide as possible.

Big eyes and small eyes.
To be continued...