The filthiness in the past is not worth praising, but now I am unrestrained and thoughts are endless. The spring breeze is so proud that the horse's hooves are fast, and I see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day.

After the imperial examination, Meng Jiao, a native of the Tang Dynasty, wrote this poem "After passing the imperial examination", which revealed the romantic and charming poems and charm of the prosperous Tang Dynasty throughout the ages.

A scholar, after the title of the Golden List, couldn't wait and immediately, without stopping, one day... to see all the flowers in Chang'an.

And the place where you can see flowers is in Pingkangfang.

Despite the wars, Pingkangfang, which was the prosperous Tang Dynasty, had long been buried in the embers of history.

However, since the beginning of the New Dynasty, someone has advised me: If there were no Pingkangfang, how could it be comparable to the prosperous Tang Dynasty?

Over the past hundred years, the romanticism has finally reappeared.

Carved beams and painted buildings, deep houses with red buildings.

Thirty-six Yun Pavilions are prosperous and prosperous.

Seventy-two embroidery buildings, and fragrance is added everywhere.

There is a young man in Wuling, dressed in white and his feet were romantic, and he rode a horse and leaned against a slanted bridge, which attracted red sleeves to the building.

Like thousands of years ago, Li Taibai took off his boots and sang in the clouds, and Lotte shook tears and sighed for eternal regret.

In this prosperous and wealthy place that is not as popular as the world, how much elegance and culture have been left behind, and how much joy and sorrow have been left behind...

Just relying on this historical aftertaste, even if it is just a continuation, it is enough to make the world feel awe of this place.

Not to mention that those who can set up a cloud building here are either rich or noble.

It is natural to be free and happy, but if you want to find right and wrong, you have come to the wrong place.

Who knows that in this building, the old man sitting in a dress with a casual conversation with others was actually a senior official from the six ministries?

Who can know which prince of the royal family is wrapped in the brocade quilt in Pingkangfang...

Even Mr. Yumin and Mr. Song Chan, who were famous all over the world, also played chess with famous masters here and listened to Mei Niang playing the piano.

Therefore, even if Han Tao was not talking about the horrifying background of the gold-selling cave in Pingkangfang in Jia Cong's ear, Jia Cong never thought of using these hundred personal soldiers to travel it.

This is not what it is to be a lonely minister. It is not called a lonely minister, it is called mentally retarded.

The mud pit in Nanxiang Suozi Hutong is different from this "fire pit".

Therefore, Jia Cong's face returned to a smile that made people feel like spring breeze.

If it weren't for the personal soldiers around me, it would be really terrifying that the girls who were looking at the windows of Yunlou who passed by along the way would have to greet such a handsome young man.

Pingkangfang, Yanyu Tower.

Even among the 72 famous brothels in the yard, Yanyulou can rank in the top three.

In addition to the talented and beautiful young prostitutes in the building, and the beauty of the flower courtesan Li Jiuniang is so beautiful that the world is beautiful, the wealth of Yanyu Tower is also an extremely important factor.

The glorious Nine-level Mist and Rain Tower is quite astonishing as it is.

The tallest building in Pingkangfang is also the largest.

Li Jiuniang, the courtesan of Yanyulou, lives on the ninth floor, playing the piano or singing, looking down at the hundreds of prostitutes in Pingkangfang.

Riding on the horse, Jia Cong looked up at the brothel, feeling a little shocked.

Although this tall building that can see the sea of ​​clouds and mists is far less shocking than the three halls in the palace.

But a brothel can be counted as nine, and it can be so grand and grand, and Jia Cong doesn't know what to say.

In any case, it can be seen how profound the background behind this building is...

At this time, the street in front of Yanyu Tower was full of carriages, horses, mules and sedan chairs.

There are also countless scholars wearing Confucian robes squeezing in front of the gate of Yanyu Tower, just to see the masterpieces of the Hundred Flowers List.

Although there are many people who can go to Yanyu Tower today, many of them can only wait outside.

And there are extremely limited prostitutes who can enter the Hundred Flowers Festival.

However, the lower the prostitute, the less likely it is to fall behind.

They need to get the latest and most popular poems to sing. If they fall behind, they will not be able to sell for a good price, no longer be favored by scholars, and gradually become stubborn creatures for peddlers and pawns...

Therefore, if you can send new poems to them as soon as possible, you will not only be the guest of the night without paying money, but you will not be able to make some money.

How could such a good thing not be loved by scholars who are short of money before entering the government?

Therefore, outside the Smoky Rain Tower, many scholars were crowded into a tide, looking forward to the list of the Hundred Flowers, and no one was willing to fall behind.

If it weren't for the twenty "evil ghosts"-like personal soldiers around Jia Cong, he wouldn't have been able to approach him...

However, Jia Cong's road was stopped by a group of wealthy slaves in front of the gate of Yanyu Tower.

These noble slaves may not be the disciples of Yanyulou.

Because their clothes are obviously not one...

"I dare to ask which noble family this young master is?"

A middle-aged man who looked in charge turned around on the personal soldiers beside Jia Cong in shock and suspicion. After glanced at the Jinyi Personal Army on the other side, he looked at Jia Cong in the middle and asked respectfully.

Not only this person was curious, but even the scholars who were forcibly separated from the crowd and gave up their positions, and dared not speak out, stared at Jia Cong.

Jia Cong laughed, looked at everyone around him, and bowed, "Jia Cong is in charge of being a businessman, so I have no choice but to do it. I hope you all forgive me."

"coax!"

There was an uproar!

It only took two days after Jia Cong returned to the capital. Perhaps he had heard of it in the upper reaches of the capital, but where did ordinary scholars know about it?

Although Jia Cong has been away from Beijing for a year, how could his reputation be weaker in the Shilin?

The scholars who originally dared to be angry but not speak out were all surprised and said excitedly: "I didn't expect it was Jia Siyan in front of me! I heard that Mr. had to join the army because of his filial piety and brotherhood, and went to the wilderness of the northern land to conquer the enemy. The students and others sighed for it and were worried about him! Fortunately, I saw Mr. return today and received a bow from us!"

After saying that, hundreds of scholars either took the initiative or passed down.

Jia Cong hurriedly dismounted and returned, saying, "Jia Cong was young and shallow, how dare he get the name of a sir? You guys are so arrogant that they dare not behave, they dare not behave!"

"We Confucian scholars should establish our minds for the heaven and earth, establish our destiny for the people, carry forward our unique knowledge for the past sages, and bring peace to the world for all ages! When we learned every time, we suffered and troubled, and even were confused and did not know the way forward, how depressed? How many Confucian scholars abandoned their studies because they could not survive this level and became mediocre. Until the teacher revealed this four words of deafening and enlightening learning, so that we would no longer suffer from confusion."

"Even Yang Yangzheng, the chief censor of Lantai Temple, praised Mr. "A young man can be a teacher for a hundred generations, and four words should be the law of the world." If you have ambitions but are old, how can you not afford to be a gentleman?"

More importantly, those who can tell the virtues of Confucian scholars must be their own people!

Jia Cong said seriously, "What kind of virtue do I have? Can you write these four words? Jia Cong explained them several times. These four words were obtained by the boy's teachings from his mentor Song Changong and Mr. Guanmin. How dare you steal them for yourself? Cong is like all kind brothers, but ordinary young men are not evil!"

"Hahaha!"

This self-deprecating caused a burst of laughter and instantly brought everyone closer.

Fortunately, everyone was called "Mr.

Jia Cong can't bear this fire yet...

Another loudly said, "The Qing minister is too humble. We are so talented, but we can't write about 'If life is just like the first meeting', otherwise, we don't have to squeeze here. However, the Qing minister will definitely be able to enter the building. If even the young master cannot enter the Yanyu Building, we will not bother to guard it here."

"Extremely, extremely, very, very!"

The anxious scholars who were waiting downstairs started to clamor.

At this moment, someone in the building had heard the news and went to report to the manager.

I just want to make an exception and ask someone who has not brought the invitation to enter. I can't make any decisions about it, so I can only go up to the ninth floor.

The nobles went up the ninth floor and had a "sustaining pavilion" to take, but the servants could only climb the stairs with their feet, so no one came out to slow down for a while.

Jia Cong was not in a hurry, and listened to many scholars who praised or complained.

Suddenly, a scholar shouted loudly: "The Qing minister, the young master, was a year ago, because of his filial piety and brotherhood, and he abandoned his pen and went to the army for thousands of miles. We were really regretful. However, we were lucky. In ancient times, Wang Shaobo and Gao Zhongwu were all famous frontier poets. I wonder if the young master had gained something last year?"

Wang Shaobo was Wang Changling, and Gao Zhongwu was Gao Shi, and both were famous for their frontier poetry.

Seeing that no one came out of Yanyu Tower, Jia Cong thought for a while and said with a smile: "I have only been in the army for one year, and I have no experience. But I am fortunate to become friends with the old general of Fengtian Zhao Haogu. After several long talks, I felt something. Because the old general is quite familiar with literature and ink, he asked for a poem, but it was difficult to recommend it, so he wrote a verse "Jiangchengzi" to present it to the old general. If you don't mind, I will recite it and recite it. Please give it to you."

"good!"

Hundreds of people shouted loudly and rushed into the sky.

It was silent for a moment, listen with your ears.

Jia Cong said loudly: "Jiangchengzi: Given to General Fengtian Zhao Haogu."

"I'm talking about the young man's crazy, holding yellow on the left, holding blue on the right, holding a brocade hat and sable fur, and rolling a thousand riders. In order to repay the beautiful city, he followed the prefect, shot the tiger in person and watched Sun Lang."

"When I drink, my chest and guts are still open, and my hair is slightly frosty, so what's wrong! When will Feng Tang be sent to me in the clouds? I can hold the carved bow like a full moon, look northwest, and shoot the sky wolf."

"good!!"

Another loud and bustling cheer that was more enthusiastic than the sound of the good news just now rose into the sky.

This is not just a lyrics, it is clearly a painting of General Lian Po forever!

Since then, General Fengtian Zhao Haogu has been praised by the world like Li Guang of the Han Dynasty and Geshu of the Tang Dynasty.

At this time, the more lively movement outside than in Yanyu Building finally alarmed the "high-rise".

Three young men in Confucian robe were surrounded by the servants of Yanyulou. Before they left, they bowed to him and said, "Oh my god! I don't expect that the Qing minister will return from Aihui in the near future. I really don't have any news. We have dereliction of duty, we have dereliction of duty! Half a month ago, I was still saying: I will not be able to arrive in a raincoat and rain for my whole life. This year, there will be no name for the flowers! Fortunately, I have no regrets today!"
To be continued...