Outside the palace, thunder sounded faintly, drizzle beat the curtains, and the raindrops beat the banana leaves between the palace rooms through the windows. The sky was a little overcast www.biquge.info and in the palace, countless rooms had been lit up, and in the main hall, there were already palace maids who had lit more than a dozen butter candles.

In the palace room as bright as day, Zhou Ning stood silently at the foot of the steps, everyone present focused their eyes on him, and the middle-aged Taoist priest standing under Yang Guang also glanced at Zhou Ning, showing a gentle look and smiling slightly.

How do you open your mouth?

On such occasions when poetry was appreciated in ancient times...... It's not the first time he's experienced it. But this time is different, Yang Guang's violence is famous in history, he has seen the history of Sui, in addition to Wang Guan's 'garden grass no one is green at will', there was also a time Yang Guang made a poem rhymed with the word "mud" The minister is harmonious, others write very generally, but the young and vigorous Xue Daoheng, who is also known as the name of the poem, and the "Salt of the Past" is the most outstanding, among which the "empty beam falling swallow mud" is particularly appreciated by people, so it also caused the disaster of death. Before his execution, Yang Guang did not forget to mock him: "Can you still write 'Empty Beam Falling Yan Mud'?" ”

Therefore, he could not say nothing, which made Yang Guang feel that he was perfunctory. and must not steal the limelight from Yang Guang, this degree must be grasped a little bit. Zhou Ning adjusted his breathing, analyzing these in his heart, and his mind was a little blank.

After a while, Zhou Ning took a deep breath and slowly opened his mouth, his voice was a little hoarse: "This poem of the saint is of course excellent, just talking about the rhythm and peace, it is already considered a top grade, but it is ......"

In the silent hall, his voice spread far away, and it seemed a little empty, Yang Guang, who was sitting on the seat above, had a slightly lowered face, as if he was a little dissatisfied, and the middle-aged Taoist priest next to him turned his eyes and looked at him with interest.

This young man, very interesting.

Zhou Yue coughed lightly and reminded him not to talk nonsense.

Zhou Ning continued: "But the most perfect thing about this poem is the artistic conception, the artistic conception is excellent, and even better, there are words hidden in the poem. ”

"Oh?" Everyone was taken aback.

At this time, even Yang Guang was interested, and his eyes were blazing and he looked at Zhou Ning with a little curiosity, "This is interesting, let's hear it." ”

Zhou Ning sorted out his thoughts for a while, and said slowly: "The mountains wipe the clouds, the sky is even declining grass, and the sound of painting horns is broken." Suspend the conquest and talk about the total detachment. How many old things in Penglai, looking back and ...... smoke one after another"

As soon as this half-word came out, the whole hall was silent, including Yu Shiji, everyone present was talented, and they knew that this was an amazing good song. Some of them stared solemnly and waited carefully, while others frowned, and their hearts were filled with bad feelings.

This person is only afraid of another Xue Daoheng.

In the deathly silence, Yang Guang's face sank, a trace of annoyance flashed in his eyes, and he clapped his hands and applauded: "Good words, really good words, the beginning of the beating, 'the mountains wipe the clouds, the sky even the declining grass', elegant and vulgar appreciation, just this one couplet, it is enough to flow the history of words." The word 'wipe' is novel and not interesting. Zhou Zhongdao is really as quick as the legend says, but what does this poem have to do with my poems? ”

Yang Guang's voice was low and quite majestic, but the inquiry in his tone was unquestionable.

The inside of the hall was as bright as day. On the walls on all sides, the firelight of the torches beating from time to time and the thunder light outside were slightly rendered at both ends of the window, and Yang Guang looked at Zhou Ning from above, and the atmosphere was suffocating.

Zhou Yue's forehead was slightly oozing with sweat, and he looked at Zhou Ning with some concern. Next to him, Yu Shiji could only look at Zhou Ning with the eyes of a death criminal, because he did what he shouldn't have done in front of Yang Guang, that is, he was too sharp.

It's really a dog......

In the oppressive atmosphere, the environment became quieter, and Zhou Ning's thoughts also appeared slightly stuck, trying to consider the second half. By the light of the torches, he could detect the malicious eyes around him.

"Where's the second half?" Yang Guang said in a deep voice.

Time passed like flowing water, minute by minute, and after an embarrassing silence, Zhou Ning's voice in response came, the voice was short, quiet and calm, and he gently read out the second half of the words.

"Outside the slanting sun, there are thousands of jackdaws, and the flowing water surrounds the lonely village. Ecstasy. At this time, the sachet is secretly dissolved, and the sachet is lightly divided. Won the name, and the Qinglou Bo survived. When will I see you here, on the sleeves, there are empty crying marks. At the injured place, Gao Cheng was cut off, and the lights were already dusk. ”

The next step has been completed, Zhou Yue didn't react a little, stood there, and only breathed a sigh of relief after a while, closed his eyes, and knew that the most dangerous level of today had finally passed. Yu Shiji is also a genius, known as a poet and writer, at this time his mouth was slightly open, his expression was surprised, and he blinked his eyes and couldn't speak. There was silence throughout the palace, and someone was repeating the poem.

If the first half of this poem is a painting in the word, there are words in the painting, and in a blink of an eye it outlines a vast realm of twilight, then the second half of the word will be the feelings of the end of the world, looking at the scenery, and like splashing ink landscapes, wild grass and books, and led to Yang Guang's most proud three lines of poetry, outside the slanting sun, jackdaws are ten thousand points, and the flowing water surrounds the lonely village. The ink is heavy and orderly, and it undoubtedly scratches Yang Guang's itch.

Yang Guang was stunned for a moment, then vigorously patted the armrest of the dragon seat and repeated: "Outside the slanting sun, there are thousands of jackdaws, and flowing water surrounds the lonely village." Ecstasy. At this time, the sachet is secretly dissolved, and the belt is lightly divided; At the place of injury, Gao Cheng was cut off, and the lights were already dusk...... is a good song "Man Tingfang", which is really a wonderful word. ”

Haha smiled and looked at Zhou Ning: "Zhou Zhongdao, you are good, you are really a talent." Originally, I wanted to seal you as a thousand cows, but now it seems that you are using the wrong talent. Shao Tianshi, what do you think? ”

The middle-aged Taoist beside Yang Guang smiled slightly, recited the Buddha of Amitayus, and said: "Zhou Jushi's literary and martial arts are all a temporary choice, if Your Majesty can make good use of it, it will definitely be the blessing of the Great Sui." ”

Yang Guang nodded, looked at Zhou Ning, and hesitated a little: "Hmm...... I'm still thinking about it, so you should step back first. ”

The doorman shouted: "Retreat! “

Zhou Ning secretly screamed luckily, only then did he realize that his chest and back were covered with sweat, and the slightly cold autumn day was like taking a sauna.

Before coming here, he didn't expect that what was waiting for him would be such a situation, just now, he seemed to be calm and calm, but in fact, he relied on strong support, and secretly gathered Xuangong, if he didn't have a hurry, otherwise maybe he would really be the same as Wang Guan, 'the garden grass is not green alone'.

Leaving the Chengping Palace, Zhou Ning and Zhou Yue boarded the carriage together, and drove out of the palace gate with sparkling wheels, Cui Luoshang was still there guarding the palace gate, and there was a straight royal road outside.

It was only at this time that Zhou Ning breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a wry smile: "God, I have realized what it means to be a companion like a tiger." ”

Zhou Yue sighed, shook his head and said, "Nephew Ning is still too talented, the saint is moody, no one can guess whether his words are true or false." Be careful not to take such risks again. ”

Zhou Ning nodded silently, in fact, he still didn't say a word, the situation just now was actually extremely dangerous, he really felt Yang Guang's murderous intention. The carriage drove all the way out of the palace gate of Ziwei Palace, and after a while, it stopped under Chongwen Tower.

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Chongwen Building.

At night, bean-like lights flickered in the room.

His courtyard, which was originally very quiet, suddenly became a little lively since this afternoon.

Since dinner, there are many people who come and sit for a while and then leave. The scholars led by Qin Hui didn't give him time to rest at all, and came to visit him one after another, pestering him to discuss poetry.

"Brother Zhou was summoned by the Holy Lord, presumably he will be able to rise to prominence in a short time, and then he will have to rely on Brother Zhou's care......

This is Qin Hui's original words, this afternoon Zhou Ning received the news of the emperor's summons I don't know why it spread all over the city, but in half a day, everyone in Chongwen Building also heard about it. The version is a little stranger, saying that Zhou Ning's talent was recognized by the emperor, and he was to be recruited as an official by the emperor's edict - this is the treatment that only a top Confucian of Zhou Yue's level has.

Zhou Ning explained a few words in a good voice at first, but later he was annoyed by what he said, so he simply closed the door and closed the door to thank the guests.

For the meeting with Yang Guang in the afternoon, Zhou Ning was still a little scared after all, and later learned from Zhou Yue's mouth that before Yang Guang killed Xue Daoheng and Wang Guan, he actually praised them for "not bad, really a talent", and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. In addition, the red-faced and long-bearded military general who guarded the gate of the Chengping Hall with a sword was actually the famous Guan Yu Guan Yunchang, fortunately he didn't do anything out of the ordinary at that time, otherwise it might be really dangerous.

At the same moment, in the south of Luoyang City, Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling sat on the restaurant on the downtown street with some novelty and looked down.

Luoshui flows leisurely underneath.

The most prosperous areas of Luoyang City are all concentrated on both sides of the water, collectively referred to as Luohe District.

Luoshui and so on is the heart of Luoyang, the size of the wharf is innumerable, the largest first Luohe wharf and Xintan wharf, the former can berth more than 1,000 merchant ships, so Luohe has become a place where business travelers gather, inns, restaurants, mules and horses, shops row upon row, the north and south cities of Luoshui are connected by Tianjin Bridge. It has become a nightless day in Luoyang City, where "day and night noise, and the lights are not noticed". There are many green buildings on the street, and there are many gambling houses, on this street, there are more than 70 large and small gambling houses, and the grand occasion is unprecedented.

Kou Zhong looked at the Qinglou in the distance, picked up a Hu cake, put it in his mouth, and sighed: "Ling Shao, do you want to go to the Qinglou in front of you?" Our Yangzhou Shuangxia has grown so old and has never tasted the taste of a woman, which is really sad. ”

Xu Ziling gave him a blank look, "Haven't you been scared enough by the demon girl Wan?" When I go to the Qinglou, I still want to find the eldest brother first. ”

Just as he was about to summon a man to settle the bill, a scholar next to him said with a smile.

"Brother Li. When you came to our Luoyang City, if you have never been to Fanghua Pavilion, and you have not seen the two famous prostitutes Li Shishi and Nie Fanghua there, you will not be considered to have come to Luoyang City. ”

Hearing the news of Qinglou, Kou Zhong's ears suddenly pricked up.

Another said: "Brother Chen is talking about Fanghua Pavilion at the left corner of Tianjin Qiaonan, right?" I heard that Zhou Zhongdao didn't say a word here yesterday, so he was so scared that Qian Qianyi didn't dare to write, and he really longed for it......"

Eldest brother......

The two looked at each other, secretly wondering how it could be so coincidental, and they were busy paying attention to eavesdropping.

The surnamed Chen smiled: "Yes, I heard that the young master of Yingvalve will have a feast in the Dong family restaurant tomorrow, and then Li Taibai, Bai Juyi, Wang Majie, Zhou Zhongdao and others will come, and I have to think of ideas to get in......"

Kou Xu and the two were overjoyed when they heard this, and kicked each other at the bottom of the stage, determined to sneak into the Dong family restaurant no matter what.

After eating and drinking, the two settled the bill and walked towards the outside of the restaurant.

Facing a gust of wind, Kou Zhong was full of heart, and was just about to speak, at this moment, Kou Zhong suddenly found that several familiar figures in the distance flashed over, flashed into the Manqing Courtyard in front, and the person in the lead was full of messy hair, and his figure was extremely great, it was the overlord Xiang Yu, and he was also followed by a Taoist priest with fairy wind bones.

Kou Zhong retreated in shock and said in a lost voice: "It's Xiang Yu here!" ”

With Xu Ziling's boldness, he also changed color at the same time.

The two never thought that they would meet Xiang Yu here and now, and they would be in chaos.

They have a lot of experience in the rivers and lakes at this moment, of course, they know that Xiang Yu is a master in the world, and he is famous; There are countless people under him, even with the current martial arts of the two of them, they are completely unable to compete with Xiang Yu.

"Are we going to keep up?" Xu Ziling asked in a low voice.