Three, the beauty passes the level

Zhou Xuan, Fairy Jingyi, Lin Hanyun, and three and four men climbed the main peak of Jingting Mountain along the stone steps to the "one peak". Jingting Mountain has dense bamboo forests, known as the "bamboo sea". In late spring and early summer, the bamboo forest is green, and the continuous y rain begins to clear today. The bright sunshine penetrates through the gaps of bamboo leaves, and spots sprinkle on the bamboo forest path, the scenery is fresh and lovely.

Zhou Xuan smiled and said, "This poem is well set, otherwise the mountaineering path will be full of people, and there will be a lot of elegant fun."

Lin Hanyun's voice was crisp and sweet: "Brother Zhou Xuan, there is another level of qualities. If you want to take my sister to pass the poetry level, you have to write several more poems."

Zhou Xuan deliberately frowned and said, "Well, it's a bit difficult. I don't know what the next level is - Sister Daoyun, I beg you for something."

Fairy Jingyi said gently: "What's the matter with Brother Xuan?"

Zhou Xuan looked at Fairy Jingyi's hazy veil and said, "Sister, take off the veil, so I don't have to answer the poem twice."

Lin Hanyun asked: "Why?"

Zhou Xuan smiled and said, "Sister Daoyun is as beautiful as a poem, what else do you need to write!"

Fairy Jingyi said shyly: "Brother Xuan talks randomly again." But he was secretly happy in his heart.

Seeing Zhou Xuan praising her sister like this, Lin Hanyun was a little jealous and encouraged her: "Sister took off the veil. Will the scholar guarding the pass let you pass?" As he said that, he pulled Fairy Jingyi's veil.

Fairy Jingyi quickly said, "I will pick it myself." The jade fingers were slender, rolled up the veil on the edge of the veil, revealing her beautiful and charming face, her eyebrows were green, her face was like morning glow, her eyelashes flapped like butterflies wings, and her eyes were half ashamed and half happy.

Zhou Xuanyi clenched his fists and said, "Whoever has no eyes will not let Sister Daoyun pass the test? I will hit him with panda eyes."

Lin Hanyun laughed crisply and said, "Brother Zhou Xuan, be careful of yourself. Your poetry is too outstanding and you will be jealous. The flower courtesan Xiahou Liusu doesn't know how beautiful it is. The poets all over the mountain are all aimed at Xiahou Liusu. If Brother Zhou Xuan, a foreigner who passes by, will hate you to death, and it's hard to say that you are beaten up in groups. So many people rushed forward, and Mr. Third could not guard against it alone."

Zhou Xuan laughed and said, "I didn't say I wanted to compete for the courtesan. When Sister Hanyun said this, I was so scared that my legs were trembling. I was about to give up. Let's go back."

Lin Hanyun smiled and said, "How can you escape before the battle? At least you can see what the courtesan looks like."

While talking, he walked out of the bamboo forest path and looked up and saw "Huancui Pavilion". This was where Li Bai wrote the good sentence "The birds flew high, and the lonely clouds went to leisure. He never got tired of seeing each other, but only Jingting Mountain".

"Yongcui Pavilion" is towering and wide. Under the pavilion is a small archway. A group of Xuanzhou scholars stood down the archway and looked at Zhou Xuan and the four men who were climbing up the mountain road. These are all poets who passed the two passes. They should read the later generations to answer poems, and laugh at the wrong poems and talk about them with their hearts.

The poet is romantic and unreasonable. When he saw two beauties, one of whom was a beautiful woman. The so-called poets were all excited, and some people began to chant the meaning of erotic poems.

A middle-aged scholar walked out of the group of scholars downstairs, smiled and bowed to Zhou Xuan, "Young Master, noble surname? But he is a face-to-face."

Zhou Xuan returned the ceremony and said, "The surname is Zhou, who came from Jinling, and it happened to be the Xichun Poetry Festival, so I came to join in the fun."

The middle-aged scholar named Dong is a well-known poet in Xuanzhou. There are three major poetry clubs in Xuanzhou, called "Shangxiang Poetry Club", "Qingping Poetry Club" and "Mo Hanzhai Poetry Club". Poetry Dong is a capable general of the "Qingping Poetry Club". It is said that he must write three poems every day, and the manuscripts have been stacked. Here we guard the second level of the poetry meeting on Xichun.

Another young man in a gorgeous costume who pretended to be shaking a folding fan stared at the Lin sisters and asked, "Who are these?"

Zhou Xuan said: "One is my sister, the other is my sister, and this is my book boy."

The young master of Huafu was named Hu Yang, and he was a giant clan in Xuanzhou. His father was the deputy envoy of the Jiedushi of Ningguo. This time, he was the leader of the "Mohanzhai Poetry Society" to guard the second level of the poetry meeting.

Those who can enter the "Mohanzhai Poetry Club" are all children of wealthy families. The "Qingping Poetry Club" is more popular. As for the "Shangxiang Poetry Club", it is a women's poetry club, which is generally limited to the boudoir and rarely interacts with the other two poetry clubs. However, the annual "Xichun Poetry Club" for female poets must participate, and women are the most sentimental. I don't know how much this "Xichun Poetry Club" has been written, so I want to overwhelm the male poets in the "Xichun Society". They don't need to pass the two levels and go directly to "Xichun Poetry Club" to wait for the final election of the poet.

When Mr. Hu Yang heard that this beautiful and elegant female crown and lively and lively little beauty were Zhou Xuan’s sisters, he immediately smiled and asked, “What kind of poem did Mr. Zhou write when he passed the first level? Can we appreciate the masterpieces of poets in the capital again?”

Zhou Xuan recited the poem "Spring Day" by Qin Shaoyou of the Song Dynasty again, and Hu Yang applauded and said, "Good poems, good poems!" He said to poet Dong of the "Qingping Poetry Society": "Young Master Zhou's poem is bright and graceful, and it is a rare masterpiece. I think it's hard to go straight to the two barriers with this poem. What do you think, Lao Dong?"

Lin Hanyun couldn't help but think of the coachman Lao Dong who did not follow her to Beijing, and looked at the poet Dong's "Princess" and smiled.

Poet Dong thought it was the little beauty who favored him, and he was secretly happy. Since Zhou Xuan was the little beauty's elder brother, how could he offend him? He nodded repeatedly and said, "My wonderful, wonderful, wonderful and wonderful poems. You don't need to take the second level of Master Zhou. Please go to the 'Yongcui Pavilion'." As he said that, he handed over an exquisite bamboo plaque. On one side, Zhuqing was engraved with a tall building with angular eaves, and on the other side, "The Xuanzhou Xichun Poetry Conference for the 29th Year of Kaibao" was engraved.

Although the other poets who watched the fun felt that this was a bit confusing, they were greedy for the beauty of the Lin sisters, and were afraid that Zhou Xuan would not pass the pass and take the beauty away, so no one raised any objections.

Zhou Xuan took over the bamboo card, but he was not grateful and thought to himself: "It's boring to get away from the exam. My buddy is looking for opportunities to show it everywhere. Well, when there is still a chance, I'm a seed player to enter the finals directly." Haha, he smiled, bowed to Hu and Dong, and took the Lin sisters and Sanchi through the archway to climb the "Yongcui Pavilion".

The steps of "Yongcuiting" are relatively steep. Zhou Xuan gently held Fairy Jingyi's elbow and laughed in a low voice: "Sister, you see it. When I show my true face, I will be exempted from the exam together. It's really a benefit from my sister."

Fairy Jingyi wanted to laugh, but felt it was inappropriate, and said, "Brother Xuan, I'd better put down the veil."

Zhou Xuan nodded and said, "That's fine, anyway, the poem pass has passed, don't be cheaper by those guys."

Fairy Jingyi quickly put down the veil and then laughed silently under the veil. There are always so many funny things when you are with Brother Xuan.

There are more than ten poets of all ages and young on the "Yingcui Tower". One of them is still leaning on a crutch, with white hair and wrinkles on the face. A flirty young man on the side jokes about the old man: "The Dongliwu is very talented in poetry. According to the young student, the poet is the Dongliwu."

The Dongliwen didn't know that the young man was deliberately joking and said humbly: "How dare I? Young man produces many talented people, so how can I get the old man!"

The flirty boy said seriously: "It's the turn, it's just that there's a difficult situation at this last moment-"

Dongliwen asked: "What's the difficulty?"

The flirty boy said: "The poet's creator is strange, and the creator's creator's 16 are not enough. How can he spend the spring night with his white hair on the beauty?"

Everyone in the pavilion laughed, and Zhou Xuan laughed too.

The Dongliwen was so embarrassed that he was angry. He was leaning on the ground with a cane and said with hissing: "Don't make fun of me, you are not a member of the poet. This is what Mr. Lianchang reserved. You are all accompanying guests, so don't make fun of anyone!"

The flirtatious young man said embarrassedly: "Young Master Lian Chang is unparalleled in talent, and he should be the leader of poetry."

Lin Hanyun was dissatisfied and opened her mouth to talk, but was stopped by Zhou Xuan and whispered: "We are here to watch the fun."

Zhou Xuan accompanied Fairy Jingyi to walk around the "Yuncui Pavilion", but saw thousands of bamboo forests, green and green. The Jingting Mountain has dozens of peaks, both large and small, and there are many beautiful peaks. At the foot of the mountain, there is a clear blue lake in Zhaoting Lake at the foot of the mountain, and the Shuangxi River is winding. The "Xie Tiao Tower" in the south is majestic, and the scenery is beautiful.

Mr. Hu Yang followed up and chatted with Zhou Xuan. Seeing this person's eyes flashed, Zhou Xuan looked at Fairy Jingyi and Lin Hanyun, and said unhappily: "Please give me a gift, please don't disturb me from brewing a wonderful poem."

Hu Yang was about the same age as Zhou Xuan. He was thin and had a thin face. He looked like a drunkard. Seeing that Zhou Xuan was not polite to him, he thought to himself: "Boy, you are afraid you don't know who I am." He introduced himself: "I'm the surname Hu, and my father is the deputy envoy of the Jiedushi of Ningguo. I want to make friends with Mr. Zhou. After the poetry meeting, I ask Mr. Zhou to drink. How about?"

Lin Hanyun said, "You are the deputy commander!" The tone had no intention of awe-inspiring.

Hu Yang naturally didn't know that Lin Hanyun's father was the governor of Fenghua. Seeing that Zhou Xuan and the other four were unmoved to respect each other, he thought to himself: "You shouldn't even know what kind of deputy governor is, right? From the third rank, he is higher than the governor of Xuanzhou. In the three prefectures and twelve counties under the rule of Ningguo Protectorate, there are only one person and more than ten thousand people--"

Zhou Xuan bowed and said, "Thank you, I dare not bother you. My sister doesn't like getting along with strangers. Mr. Hu should stay at Shiguan."

Hu Yang was really unaware of the situation and still refused to retreat. He was like a big-headed fly around the Lin sisters, and buzzed twice from time to time.

Zhou Xuan didn't want to cause trouble. Last time he got Wei Bo in Hongzhou, he had so many troubles. This time he was the young master of the deputy envoy of the Jiedushi. Why was this guy everywhere? He said to Sanqi, "Last year, can you let this big-headed fly be quiet for a while?"

Sanchi nodded, walked towards Hu Yang with his arms, and flicked his fingers on his left buttocks with a "wind-jumping point".

Hu Yang didn't feel anything. He followed Lin Hanyun for a few more steps, and suddenly staggered and almost fell. He quickly stood still, touched his left thigh and shouted, "Oh, why did my left leg suddenly not realize it?"

Zhou Xuan asked with concern: "Young Master Hu, what's wrong with you? Could it be a stroke? Oh, you need to treat it urgently, otherwise it will be a hemiplegia."

Hu Yang's two relatives came over to help Hu Yang. Hu Yang did not move, and the two relatives hurriedly found a chariot and carried Hu Yang down the mountain to find a doctor Ye Fengji.

Lin Hanyun was the most troublesome, so he asked the Dongli Man: "Who is Mr. Lianchang? Are you very talented?"

Dongliwen said politely: "This lady is not a local, is she a household name. Young Master Lianchang is well-known in our Xuanzhou. She is rich and talented. She is close friends with King Jing. She is the wife of the governor of the Qingyuan Jiedushi. She has lived here for three years."

Zhou Xuan's expression moved. Mr. Lianchang was Li Kun's friend and brother-in-law of the Qingyuan Jiedushi. His relationship was complicated. Chen Si'an, the Qingyuan Jiedushi, nominally praised the Tang State, but in fact he did not pay any taxes, and he was like a separatist of Quanzhou and Zhangzhou, which was no different from the King of Min.

Zhou Xuan was quite puzzled: "Why did Young Master Lianchang live in Xuanzhou? Could it be that Li Kun had any conspiracy with the Qingyuan Jiedushi?"

At this time, several poets who passed the level came up one after another and said, "It's almost time, let's go to Xie Tiaolou now. The talented man from Shangxiang Society should also arrive." Then he went down from the mountain road on the other side of Jingting Mountain and headed to "Xie Tiaolou".

Zhou Xuan was not in a hurry, and with the Lin sisters, Sanchi, sat down for a while at "Yunqi Pavilion" to remember his ancestors, then looked for a road down the mountain, met with Lin Ning and others, and went to "Xie Tiaolou".

"Xietiao Tower" is built on the top of Lingyang Mountain. Lingyang Mountain is slightly lower than Jingting Mountain, but the scale of "Xietiao Tower" is much higher and higher than the "Yuncuiting Pavilion" and "Yunqi Pavilion" on Jingting Mountain. It has three floors above and below, and is round at the top and below. Each floor is two feet high, standing on the mountains and ridges, which is very imposing.

I couldn't help but go up the mountain. Zhou Xuan left Lai Fu at the foot of the mountain. The rest of Lin Ning, Ming Feng and Jian Yue went up the mountain together. They came to the "Xie Tiao Tower" and looked up at the high building and looked north at Jingting Mountain. Li Bai's "Drawing a knife to cut off the water and water flows even more, raising a cup to relieve sorrow and sorrow. Life is not satisfactory, and the Ming Dynasty is radiating a small boat" is written here.

There were poets and poets gathering downstairs, and the crowd suddenly became turbulent. Someone shouted, "Look, look, that's Xiahou Liusu."

Everyone looked up at the third level of the tall building. When Zhou Xuan looked up, he saw the blue sky and the eaves of the tall building outlined uneven silhouettes. Where was Xiahou Liusu's figure?

But the poets downstairs were so excited that they pushed each other. These people did not pass the two passes of Jingting Mountain and did not get the bamboo card. They were not qualified to enter the "Xie Tiao Tower". They only wanted to see a corner of the red skirt.

Zhou Xuan and his seven members entered the first floor hall with a bamboo plaque. They heard the two scholars guarding the gate muttering: "There are so many beauties in Shangxiang Society."

Zhou Xuan smiled and said to Fairy Jingyi and the others: "It turns out that the gatekeepers regard you as female poets of Shangxiang Society. There are indeed many beauties, and five of them came at once."

The hall on the first floor is about ten feet in radius, which can accommodate more than a hundred people, but when you see the fragrant clothes and the thin swallows and fat rings, most of the famous ladies and ladies who come to Xuanzhou poetry come. No wonder those scholars who failed to get the bamboo card for entering the building beat their chests and stamped their feet. They were very sad. It turned out that once you enter the building, you can talk about literature with these ladies and ladies. This is a great opportunity to contact your private relationship. It is said that every year, there are poor scholars who climbed up to the rich lady. Some of them tied the knot, some of them elope, and some of them have a crush on their relationship...

Lin Hanyun looked at the female poets who were also covered with veils and said strangely: "If the female poet got the poet's leader, then wouldn't he be against the courtesan? This--"

"Hanyun, don't talk nonsense!" Fairy Jingyi was afraid that this unrestrained sister would say something shameful.

Zhou Xuan smiled and said, "There must be other rules. We don't understand it yet. It is impossible for a female poet to be a courtesan. Moreover, if there is a young master of Cha Cha, it is difficult for a female poet to win the chief of the poem."

Lin Hanyun gave him a charming look: "Big face!"

At this time, Zhou Xuan suddenly had a brilliant idea and thought to himself: "Since Young Master Lianchang is determined to win this Xiahou Liusu, he must not fulfill his wishes and must take over the poet. Of course, Sister Daoyun is here, so I can't spend the spring night with the courtesan. My buddy is not used to sleeping with the woman he met for the first time. Anyway, Young Master Lianchang won't get it."

Zhou Xuan never expected that on the second floor above his head, a Confucian scholar in his fifties and a young man in his thirties were drinking tea in the small pavilion by the window while talking about Zhou Xuan.

The Confucian scholar had a bright eyebrows and a very good appearance. He had a wise bead on his face, and he looked like he was smiling. Who else would he be Gan Simou, who would not be the number one think tank under King Jing?

Gan Simou took a leisurely sip of the "Jingting Green Snow Tea" produced in Xuanzhou, and smiled and said, "Young Master Lianchang, as Gan expected, Zhou Xuan really came to participate in this poetry meeting. It was rainy a few days ago, and I was worried that he would not be able to catch up with this poetry meeting. Heaven followed the wishes of people, and he could barely catch up. Xuanzhou is exactly the place where Zhou Xuan sleeps."

Mr. Lianchang is very tall, tall, with two eyebrows, two delicate little swords, and his nose is like a gallbladder and his lips are covered with grease. He is indeed a handsome man. He said, "Last time, King Jing asked me to find someone to get rid of Li Jian. I went to Gushan, West Lake, Hangzhou in person, found Mr. Lin Biao, and hired the Wuchi Killer to assassinate Li Jian with 3,000 taels of gold. The price should be three or four taels of gold. I don't know how to make a mistake! Last month, Lin Biao sent someone to return the three thousand taels of gold."

Gan Simou said: "Li Jian put it aside first. At present, Zhou Xuan is the thorn in the eyes of His Highness King Jing. The flesh is thorn in the flesh, which is ten times more hateful than Li Jian. If this person is not eliminated for a day, His Highness King Jing will not be able to sleep for a day. Last month, King Jing was kicked off by Zhou Xuan and was unable to walk until now."

Young Master Lian Chang said with great interest: "Then I want to see this bold and arrogant Marquis of Xinzhou, because I am afraid that he will not have that talent and will not get the poet's creator, so I have to give it to him, for fear that I will not be able to convince the public. The scholars of Xuanzhou are all staring at it."

Gan Simou said: "Zhou Xuan is also a talented man. He is favored by the emperor for his poetry and pleases the queen for his paintings. He is really a hot figure in the capital. Moreover, the young Zhou Hou ordered King Jing not to harm Zhou Xuan again, so it is difficult to start in the capital. This time he returned to Jiangzhou and detoured to Xinzhou to worship his ancestors. This time he was a good opportunity to abandon him. I wonder if the young master had arranged it? Zhou Xuan had a powerful subordinate named Zhou Sanchi."

Mr. Lian Chang said: "Please rest assured that Mr. Gan. As long as Zhou Xuan enters the embroidery room of the courtesan, he will definitely die. Zhou Sanchi will not follow him into the bridal chamber!"

Gan Simou asked: "Can that Xiahou Liusu trust him?"

Mr. Lian Chang said: "It was the one I brought from Qingyuan, of course it is reliable. Our plan is really coincidental and has people. It is better for the time, place and people to be harmonious, and it is difficult for Zhou Xuan to die!"

Gan Simou raised the teacup with satisfaction, took a sip, and asked again: "Have you found a scapegoat?"

Young Master Lianchang said, "I have already found a good look. I am the son of the deputy envoy of Ningguo Jiedu, named Hu Yang. This person can recite two lyrics, behaved and elegant, think he is a famous scholar and is very fond of seeking flowers and willows, so let this person die with Zhou Xuan." As he said that, he clapped his hands and a waiter came in and asked, "What is the order for the young master?"
To be continued...