Qixi Festival is approaching, and the capital of Wei is a little more lively than usual. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The strange thing is that as the most noble banquet place in Wei Jing, Yufeng Lou emptied the first and second floors a few days before the Qixi Festival, refused all the orders that wanted to be booked, and dressed up with lanterns.

The mountains and waters, the lake and the wind, so the name is the wind building. The location of this Yufeng Tower is peculiar, next to the intersection of the intersection of the Vermilion Bird Long Street and the other three main streets in the capital, the boss behind the hidden is obviously very business-minded, and the three high-rise buildings adjacent to the left and right of the street are opened up layer by layer, with a wide view on three sides, which is unique in the Weijing architectural complex.

There are rumors in the market that this is a rich boy who spent a lot of money to charter the two floors of the Yufeng Building, feast the students, and use it as the preparation place for the Qixi Poetry Club, and some people who know a little bit of the inside story guess that it may be because the biggest competitor of the Yufeng Building has recently become prosperous, resulting in the mysterious big proprietor having to come back to investigate the situation.

However, chatting and chatting, the ordinary people could not enter the well-defended building, and could only look at the traffic on the long street on the eve of Qixi Festival and sigh.

The poetry club is nothing more than a gathering place for scholars to chant poems and drink and sing, and they are indispensable to each other to be polite and sour. As soon as the arrival point, there are already a few well-known spring examination candidates waiting outside the venue, as soon as someone gets off the carriage, they have to greet the cold and ask for a few warm words.

After greeting, people who enter the gate will find that this Yufeng Building is like a moon cake cut in half, the hall as far as the eye can see is divided into half, half of it is left to the lobby up to four floors of hollow overhang, half of it is like an ordinary restaurant set up a banquet place, spiral stairs up, is in line with the state of yin and yang of the half moon, especially the sky above the lobby above everyone's head is not limited by the division of floors, from the first floor to the top floor of the shocking landscape makes people a little trance.

There is a spiral staircase that winds all the way up the floor, and there are countless oil-paper flower umbrellas hanging in the center of the empty place, with the trend of the spiral staircase all the way up, as if it is a myriad of blooming flowers, high and low, different colors, but showing a special beauty.

In the screen tent on the second floor, Shi Luoxue looked at the lively poetry scene on the first floor a little inexplicably through the carved railing, and didn't quite understand why she appeared here.

"Lively, huh?" the female companion on the side stepped forward to take her arm and said affectionately, "This is not something that can be seen at any time. ”

Shi Luoxue looked at the female companion beside her helplessly and said, "Jiaojiao, didn't you say that you would go to Taogu City? ”

"Read those broken books every day, be careful that one day you will be stupid. Jiaojiao said, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she pointed down and said, "Look at it, that Wenda genius is on the field." ”

Shi Luoxue listened to the warm applause below, only felt very noisy, and felt inexplicably bored, and said to Jiaojiao: "Then look, I'll go back first." I haven't finished copying the book I copied last time. ”

"You just copy it a hundred times, and your emperor's brother doesn't like to read it. Jiaojiao said angrily, holding Shi Luoxue tightly with her hand, but her eyes were staring down brightly, "I said you, it's not good for me to stay here alone, you accompany me, I will give you the lone book that my father treasured when I turn around, so that you can save a minister's granddaughter from drilling in that poor ancient city every day." ”

"Really?" Shi Luoxue didn't expect Jiaojiao to suddenly be so generous, you know, Tu Jiaojiao's family is also a scholarly family, her father is an official in the court, he loves books like his life, but he refuses to borrow any books stored at home.

She thought about it, didn't believe it, and asked tentatively, "Send me?"

"It's good to be able to borrow you to copy it. Tu Jiaojiao looked at her with some dissatisfaction and said, pulled Shi Luoxue a few steps forward, and made a silent gesture to prevent her from talking more, so as not to affect her interest.

Shi Luoxue wanted to leave, but after looking for a long time, he couldn't find the rare lone book, so he had to give up this idea and look down with his friend.

The first floor of the Yufeng Building has long been withdrawn from the Getai Dance Pavilion, and a new step-high square field is used for these scholars to fight poems and words on it, and even on the second floor, you can clearly see that the floor is paved with southern oil wood, and the patterns are elegant and clear. Shi Luoxue looked at the newly painted platform, and always felt a little strange, obviously it was used as a place for drinking and singing and dancing a moment ago, but now it has become an elegant and pure place, and it has changed so fast.

Qixi poetry meeting, handsome men and beautiful women, then young people must be divided into the southern and northern factions******** and so on to fight a few sentences, before the stage has been chanted a few rounds of poetry, there are losses and wins, there are coaxing and cheering. In the final round of the finale, Wen Lixin, the representative of the Southern Sect Shizi, performed well and won the opponent, and was standing on the stage at this time, bowing to the cheering audience below.

Shi Luoxue looked at the past with Tu Jiaojiao's surprise explanation, and found that the son named Wen Lixin was very tall, and his skin was unique to southerners, but his eyes were triangular eyes, revealing a treacherous and proud light.

Her eyes turned, and beside Wen Lixin, there was a simplely dressed northern student with a rough and honest face, and it seemed that he should be a representative of the northern faction who lost this round. It's a pity that the person stood on the stage, looking a little nervous, holding the corners of his clothes with his fists and not daring to move, he didn't know that the cloth clothes that had been washed several times were already a little wrinkled, and he was pulled like this, but it looked a little shabby.

"Look at Gongzi Wen, the literary style is good, the family background is good, and then look at the ...... of the northern faction Childe, I'm so nervous that I'm sweating out. ”

Tu Jiaojiao held her cheeks and looked, looking at Wen Lixin in the audience with a burst of praise, her voice was as crisp as a silver bell, and she pointed to Xie Sanfang below and teased.

I don't know if her voice is too high-pitched, the man from the northern faction who is nervously peeking around below also seems to feel the contemptuous gaze, and when he looks up, he sees a few delicate figures behind the light gauze tent, and then he quickly bows his head, not knowing what he is thinking.

Shi Luoxue's eyes did not stay on the triumphant Wen Lixin, but fell on the scholar who was obviously from a poor background, inexplicably interested, and listened to a few words from others, only to know that this person's name is Xie Sanfang, who was half-coaxed and half-deceived by several classmates before to come to the stage, and probably only knew that the opponent was a famous talent in the south, Wen Lixin, naturally nervous, and lost the field at this time, I don't know if I will regret that I should have escaped from the battle in the first place.

"It seems that this Xie Sanfang's family is poor, why do you go to Beijing again in the spring of the unknown year?" Shi Luoxue felt a little strange, and couldn't help but take a few more looks. (To be continued.) )