The ninth day of September, Chung Yeung Festival. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Even if Jing Ci still has something to deal with at hand, she likes to join in the fun, such as the Sijia Festival, how can she miss the good time to go to Leyouyuan to climb the heights.

She rarely comes here on weekdays, firstly because of the remoteness, and secondly, because she has to climb the slope, and it is too desolate and lonely if there are few people. Today is different, today's Leyou Yuan is the same as the Chung Yeung Festival in previous years, there are many literati and scholars, and there are also many street vendors. Especially when you are about to climb to the top, you can talk about laughter and chant poems as voices.

"Siniang, let's buy a kite and fly it!" Fang Nian stared at the various kites of the vendors, and his eyes glowed golden. Growing up, her favorite thing was kite flying.

Jing Ci glanced at Fang Nian and looked down on her, "So naïve, you still think you are a little girl?" Look at what we're wearing, is it appropriate to fly a kite? She held a literati fan and patted her chest gently.

Today, the two of them are dressed as men, wearing hats and crowns, and holding painting fans, which can be described as elegant.

"It's okay to buy it and put it back......" Fang Nian muttered weakly.

Not far away, a few scholar-like people sat on the ground, with wine jugs and wine glasses in the middle, talking highly, very indulgent.

"Now that the border is not restful, and the Turks have repeatedly invaded, our dynasty is building a Buddhist temple in Guangguang, which is a move to work the people and lose money, and I think it is extremely inappropriate."

"Definitely! Japan came to North Korea to investigate, learn our Tang culture, Buddhist temples are the best direction of exchange, the two countries have diplomatic relations, take Buddhism as an opportunity to point out, why not? ”

"Diplomatic relations are inevitable, but the border is bitterly cold, and the operation of grain and grass is not good, causing the soldiers to suffer, should this be?"

"We are literati, so it is naturally difficult to endure the bitter cold, the martial artists are different, and the blood is ......strong."

"No, no, no!" Someone immediately judged the person who spoke correctly.

"You're biased!" The rest of the people immediately corrected him.

"The martial artist also came out of his mother's womb, how can he ......?"

A voice of discussion caught Jing Ci's attention, and looking in the direction of the source, one of the faces of the group was very familiar. Isn't that her eldest nephew who hasn't seen her for more than half a year?

The men who sat around Li Chen were all wearing jade crowns, and their tones were full of flowers, and they knew at a glance that they were scholars. Since he is with Li Chen, he is most likely a classmate of the Zijian of another country.

The corners of Jing Ci's mouth raised slightly, and he strode forward.

"Big nephew, long time no see!"

Li Chen raised his head when he heard this, quite surprised, "Fourth aunt? Why are you here? ”

"Leyouyuan ascended, how can such elegant things lack me?" Jing Ci laughed heartily.

"Li Langjun, who is this?" Some people are curious about Jing Ci.

Li Chen got up and introduced to his classmates, "This is my fourth aunt, Yang Siniang from Zheng Guogong's Mansion," and turned his head to Jing Ci and said, "Fourth aunt, these are my classmates and friends in Guozijian." ”

Jing Ci then bowed to everyone, "Yang Si has seen you, you are the pillars of the country, and it is Yang Si's luck to see you today, haha." ”

Everyone got up and saluted back, "Don't dare to be, don't dare to be." ”

"Did you hear you talking about Buddhist temples?"

"Yes, we are discussing the pros and cons of building a Buddhist temple."

Jing Ci smiled, "I think that Buddhist temples have certain social functions, but now the temples widely distributed in the Tang Dynasty are far from being used. ”

"That's right!"

"I agree!"

"Hey, Yang Siniang might as well sit down and have a banquet with us?" Someone immediately proposed.

"yes, let's have a drink together!"

"Okay!" Jing Ci was refreshing, lifted his robe and sat on the ground together.

The wine is very mellow, I haven't drunk such a good wine for a long time.

A table of people poured full of wine, took turns to make poems, in the face of these Confucian scholars, Jing Ci was quite difficult, worthy of being a Confucian scholar. Everyone played too much on weekdays, and after a few rounds, they lost interest and began to talk about what they saw and heard again.

"The saint has a bachelor of the Scholar's Museum, and he can take it with him at any time, which is a move that values the literati."

"Joke! Those ladies in the palace are for vassal elegance. Who doesn't know that when the Holy Upper Reaches admires the garden, they bring with them those so-called writers who are good at writing, but in fact, they are for the purpose of writing poems. It's good now, everyone admires gorgeous rhetoric and is eager to be promoted, and none of us Confucian scholars have been reused. ”

"Speaking of literati, I don't know if you have heard a strange anecdote," Jing Ci said leisurely, "It is said that in the past few months, Princess Anle, the beloved daughter of the Holy Lord, has allowed her servants to kidnap a number of good people as slaves and maids, including many scholars. ”

"What? Is this serious? "Someone was taken aback.

"I've heard about this, those scholars are the students of the Yang family, the princess of a country, it's really surprising that they would do such a thing."

"How can this be true? A dignified Confucian student, he was taken captive and enslaved! The awe-inspiring man was angry.

They are all students of the Guozijian who do not listen to what is going on outside the window and only read the books of the sages, and it is not surprising that some of them have not heard of this.

"No, what's even more odious is that no one in the court is willing to stand up for those good people, and they all turn a deaf ear, or treat it as gossip," Jing Ci shook his head helplessly and sighed, "Although the country has laws, it cannot be treated equally. What the Son of Heaven broke the law and committed the same crime as the common people, it is simply a joke. ”

"It's too much!"

"Maybe the Holy One doesn't know about it?"

Li Chen glanced at Jing Ci and opened his mouth to say, "If he doesn't know, let's let him know." We are the prisoners of the country, how can we allow scholars to suffer such a loss of dignity? ”

"Yes, I agree!"

"I agree too!"

As soon as it was proposed, everyone agreed.

"Those scholars are from the Yang family, everyone is not only helping Confucianism, but also helping the Yang family, Yang Si is here to thank you!" Jing Ci stood up and made righteous words.

"This is our business, Yang Siniang is polite."

Jing Ci looked at the proctors of the country in their prime, and secretly sighed in their hearts, they are really different from today's courtiers! The source is upright, they are the rising sun of the Tang Dynasty, if these students can enter the court in the future, it will be the luck of the Ming monarch and the blessing of the people.

Jing Ci thought about it like this, and couldn't help but raise his glass to everyone, "Oh Er, there is a difference." Isn't it good to be independent and not move? ”

Everyone was quite surprised, they didn't expect that they could get such emotional praise from Yang Siniang, so they raised their glasses......

As the sun waned, the tourists gradually dispersed, but their group of people was not yet happy.

In fact, there are many secular palace nobles among today's Guozi prisoners, but those who can play with Li Chen are all elegant people with knowledge and ambition, and it is this group of people that Jing Ci meets today. Even though they were studying in Guozijian, they were rarely appreciated on weekdays, but today they were greatly satisfied by being praised in this way, and this person was still from the Zheng Guogong Mansion, and they were full of hope.

At the time of parting, Jing Ci whispered a few words in Li Chen's ear, and in just a few words, Li Chen nodded and understood.

Before the door closed, the crowd finally dispersed.

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Back in the courtyard, Jing Ci told the young girl to go and do things. The smart young girl questioned the ability of the group of Guozi prisoners, but unexpectedly, a few days later, the Guozi prisoners began to study, but unfortunately they were inexplicably intercepted.

In the following days, the group of Guozi prisoners began to wander around various schools in Chang'an, calling on the Confucian scholars all over the world to protest together and seek the dignity of scholars.

Princess Anle heard the wind and sent someone to suppress it, but she missed it repeatedly, and she was a step too late before she returned, as if she had a pair of eyes staring at her, so she was very annoyed, and later, she simply didn't bother to pay attention to it.

Li Chen, who has been studying in Guozijian for two years, has always returned to Yangfu only during the Chinese New Year, but during this time, he came back frequently, running to the courtyard every time, and he would leave after only half a cup of tea.

Although Yang Shouyan wanted to see her son, she didn't want to deign to go to the courtyard to intercept him, so she thought about it and gave up, she just wanted to see how much of a storm her grown son and Siniang could set off.