Chapter 269: A group of people come to seek their friends

Wang Ping'an opened his mouth wide, unable to close it, and could not close it anymore! When did he become a literary leader? This name is really too big to press on his head!

At this moment, there were a large number of scholars kneeling in front of him. These scholars were looking at him eagerly, hoping to leave a good impression on Leader Wang. If you could pay special attention to yourself, it would be even better!

It is really no wonder that scholars come to flatter him. In the eyes of modern people, it may be too utilitarian, but in the Tang Dynasty, this is normal, and even a fashion, a normal and formal way for scholars to enter the career of the officialdom!

There are many ways to find a friend, and you can summarize it into two types.

One is to become famous first and then seek a friend. This method is specific to this. First, send your own poems and give them to people to see. The best way is to go to a restaurant or a singing and dancing shop. If the class master can be selected by the singers and let the singers sing, that is the best. Fame can be spread immediately. The goal of this method is: I am a very talented person!

After the reputation became famous, the scholar went to the banquet of the high-ranking officials or poetry gatherings, and read his poems in public at the meeting to let others know that these poems were what he did. The goal to achieve in this way was: the talented person is me!

For example, the great poets such as Li Bai and Wang Wei who will appear in the future use this method. The probability of success of this method is very high and it is easy to become famous in one fell swoop. However, the literary level of scholars themselves is extremely high. Only great talents can use this method well!

For ordinary scholars, it is extremely difficult for them to become famous first and then seek confidants. They can only use the second method, that is, seek confidants first, and then become famous. The second method has obvious purpose, seeking confidants is to make confidants famous for themselves. It can be said that the second method is a very obvious utilitarian behavior, which is a typical example of flattery first, then grabbing the horse's tail, and letting the horse take him along for a long journey!

Since it is a utilitarian act, if you want to flatter your confidant, then a big shot will definitely not be able to do it. You must beg, beg, or even kneel down! This has formed a trend where scholars must go to the home of their "confidant" or where they can see their confidant, kneel down, hold the pre-written draft of the poem in their hands, and present it to their confidant!

In this way, seeking a confidant becomes a unique landscape in Chang'an before the scientific examination. This is not a shameful thing. Kneeling to a confidant will not only not be looked down upon, but on the contrary, if you really take it by your confidant and recommend it to the court, so that this scholar can win, it will also be passed down by word of mouth and become a great talk!

Seeing Wang Ping'an stunned, a kneeling scholar suddenly said loudly: "Mayday Tianshan snow, no flowers are the only cold..."

The scholars immediately joined in unison and recited: "I heard the willows in the flute, but I have never seen the spring scenery. I followed the golden drum in the morning, and hugged the jade saddle at night. I hope to put my sword down my waist and kill Loulan."

This poem was written by Wang Ping'an at the poetry and prose meeting, which made everyone excited!

After reciting the poem, suddenly, a few scholars jumped up, pulled out the sword from their waists, and sang songs while dancing: "In May, the snow in the mountains, no flowers, only cold..."

The other scholars clapped their hands and shouted, "The sword dances well, the poetry is better, the poetry is good, the sword is good!"

Some even shouted: "Working with one's own will be very popular with the Wei and Jin Dynasties!"

A scholar shouted at the top of his voice: "Smell the chicken and dance..."

The scholars clapped their hands, sat on the ground, and sang songs with the scholars who danced the swords together, singing Wang Ping'an's poem!

Wang Ping'an stood under the hall and didn't know what to do. He had never encountered such a thing before. A large group of people ran to the monk temple, dancing and singing. This was really speechless. He didn't know how to send these people away!

Just as I was singing happily and sweating profusely, I suddenly heard someone shouting at the gate: "Little Doctor Ping An, I want to give birth to a son, please help me!"

The shout was loud and everyone in the yard was surprised to hear it. They stopped together and looked at the door!

I saw a thin and dry middle-aged man pulling a beautiful woman into the temple gate. As soon as the thin man entered the temple gate, he saw a large group of people sitting on the ground, with a few more in the middle, holding a shaky sword in his hands, and everyone was looking at him!

The thin man was startled and quickly let go of the beautiful woman's hand, ran out of the temple door, looked around, scratched his head, and said in wonder: "It's the Inspiration Temple, yes!" He ran into the temple again, looked at the scholars, smiled, and asked: "Who dares ask which hero is Wang Ping'an, the little miracle doctor of Ping'an?"

The scholars turned their heads together and looked at Wang Ping'an. Wang Ping'an wiped the sweat from his forehead and thought to himself: "Fortunately, someone who has smoothed out has come to treat people. It is much easier than dealing with this large group of scholars!"

He said, "I'm... Well, I'm Wang Ping'an. What's the matter with you when you find me?" As soon as he said the word "I'm the one", he felt happy. He said that I'm the one and I'm the one. It really feels different. In fact, I'm quite stylish!

The thin man thought to himself: "Hey, when did the little miracle doctor Ping'an become an official?" He hurriedly took the hand of the beautiful woman again, walked through the scholars, came to Wang Ping'an, nodded and bowed, "Little miracle doctor Ping'an, you are the little Guanyin who gave birth to your child, right? The villain didn't find the wrong person, right?"

Wang Ping'an's face darkened, thinking: "When will this nickname be published with the nickname of Da Sheng'an? Why do these people give me nicknames? One of them is more powerful than the other!"

The thin man said, "I have heard that you can give birth to a son for you, so the villain comes to ask you for help, please help me, let my wife give birth to a son!"

The beautiful woman's face turned red and she hid behind him. She seemed very embarrassed! The woman was round and smooth, with her facial features, which could be said to be quite beautiful. Judging from the aesthetic view of the Tang people, she could be regarded as a beauty. She was only twenty-one or two years old, and she was very mature and had a charming charm!

Wang Ping'an frowned and said, "Let her give birth to a son? Why can't she give birth to a son? Is it your problem or her problem?"

The thin man was a little embarrassed. He looked at the onlookers and whispered: "Maybe it's a villain's fault. The villain especially likes to drink..."

A scholar shouted and laughed: "You have something wrong with your wife, so you can't give birth to a son, so you come to ask Lord Wang. Although Lord Wang is anxious about being righteous, he will not help this busyness. You have to rely on your own efforts!"

The scholars laughed, especially those who were dancing with swords, and shouted loudly! Some even shouted: "Look at your little arms and legs, you must be powerless at night, so your wife can't give birth to children!"

Wang Ping'an was unhappy. How could he joke about other people's misfortunes? This is an extremely impolite behavior. These scholars are too disrespectful and speak too much!

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly heard Ouyang Li talking behind him. He held the scroll and stood behind Wang Ping'an without saying a word. This time, he saw the beautiful woman, and couldn't bear it and said, "You have no power to do it, but my master will not help you like this. But look at me, I can help!" As he said that, he put the scroll on the ground, pulled open his clothes, and lit up the thin man and his wife, illuminating the muscles!

The scholars burst into laughter, and some even shouted: "I can do it too, I'm very strong!"

Wang Ping'an's face immediately sank. He never jokes about other people's misfortunes, and he is also very disgusted with others doing this. When he waved his hand, he said, "Stop the sound, don't laugh anymore! Look at yourself, do you have any behavior that scholars should do?" He turned around and scolded Ouyang Li, "So you, do you want to make a fuss if you're fine, put on your clothes quickly!"

Seeing that the master's expression changed, Ouyang Li hurriedly said, "Yes, I know I'm wrong, so I won't dare to make any more mistakes." He closed his clothes, bent down and picked up the scroll on the ground, and stood honestly behind Wang Ping'an.

When Wang Ping'an saw that the thin man was full of embarrassment, and the beautiful woman was even more embarrassed and almost cried. He said in a gentle tone: "Brother, how do you call him the surname?"

Seeing that he had no intention of ridicule, the thin man felt a little relieved and hurriedly said, "The villain's surname is Hong, the little miracle doctor of Ping'an, just call me Hong Lao Er!"

Wang Ping'an said with a oh, "It turns out it's Brother Hong. You and Mrs. Hong, please come to the hall, and I'll show you." As he said that, he turned around and entered the hall, and the Hong couple followed him into the hall.

The scholars outside were scolded by Wang Ping'an and were frightened. Did they cause displeasure to their confidants? Seeing that Wang Ping'an did not pursue the matter anymore, they took the Hong family into the hall, and quickly got up, patted their butts, and ran into the hall.

When he entered the hall and sat down, Wang Ping'an called Hong Lao Er, called him the pulse, and looked at the tongue coating. After checking, he said, "If you are a little weak, you can be judged as excessive wine and color. This is not good. You must be controlled in the future!"

The scholars stretched their necks and stared at each other. They heard that Hong Lao Er was overly drunk and lustful. They couldn't help looking at Hong Ersao. They all thought to themselves: "With such a beautiful wife, you can control your wine for a while, but you're afraid of lustfulness. No wonder he is so thin, it must be at night... Well, his bed must be very strong!"

Wang Ping'an took the pulse of Hong Ersao again, and only got the number one. He said, "Hey, Hong Ersao, you are pregnant, and you have been three months old!"

Hong Laoer said, "Yes, my wife is indeed pregnant, and it has been three months. Little Doctor Ping An, you are so sure!"

Wang Ping'an yelled and thought to himself: "This is called accurate. If I can't even see this, then what else can I see!" He said again: "I'll look at the tongue coating again."

Mrs. Hong hurriedly opened her mouth, stuck out her tongue, and asked Wang Ping'an to check.

After seeing it, Wang Ping'an frowned and said, "The tongue is pale and the coating is white, the pulse is slippery and weak, the kidney is weak, the kidney is weak and the Chongren is not solid, and the fetal pulse is lost. This is a sign of slipping the fetus!"

The previous sentences he said were medical terms. Hong Lao Er couldn't understand, but the last sentence he understood! With a plop, he knelt down for Wang Ping'an and shouted: "This is the third time. The first two times were the fetus that had slipped in three months. Little Doctor Ping'an, please help me, save my child this time!"
Chapter completed!