After several days and nights of non-stop travel, Luhui finally came to Beiyi. The moment she stepped into Beiyi, she realized that this was too different from what she imagined!

One side of the water and soil raises the other side, and the men in Beiyi imagined by Luhui should be the kind of tall and rugged northern men, and the women should be the kind of bold and capable, typical northern women, they are different from the small jasper in the south of the Yangtze River.

However, what she sees now is that there are frost and snow everywhere, willows and willows, and thin eyebrows, this graceful style is more like the Chu girl Yue Ji in the Qinhuai area, rather than the imaginary northern beauty. And the men are more gentle as jade, gentle and elegant sons, rather than open-minded and mighty northern junxian.

It was full of literati and elegant people, and the whole city was filled with a strong bookish atmosphere.

I don't know why, Green Hui thought of the immortal Wei and Jin Dynasty characters, because only China's Wei and Jin dynasties are truly an era of literati, I don't know if this is the same special case alone, impassioned!

The mood of the green club is a little excited, here and the radical west, take the golden mean of the harmonious Yu Liang is different, it has its style, has a different taste.

Walking on the antique bluestone road, Luhui saw stalls selling literati calligraphy, all of which were some poems, calligraphy and paintings. LVHUI thought of "Mo Naihe" and "Kong Ming Lock" in the west, and sure enough, different cultural backgrounds will have different entertainment hobbies.

At this time, some people hurriedly walked past the green club, and their mouths were still muttering: "Let's go, go over and have a look!" Looking at this posture, I should be going to join in the fun.

Green Hui also walked over, only to see a corner in front of him densely packed with people, pointing around a yellow paper sign, while discussing something in a whisper.

When I got closer, it turned out to be the emperor's list, and the content was probably that the emperor was about to get married or something.

Seeing that it was the emperor's list, the little nervous heart of Green Hui just now was relieved, at least it was not a wanted warrant.

Wait, this emperor is going to marry Cai Ye's righteous daughter Cai Wu'er?

This is okay, the current Cai Ye is already arrogant, his eyes are above the top, and when he does this, he not only covers the sky with his hands, but also turns his hands into clouds and covers his hands for rain? Green Hui has a feeling of dying before leaving the school, and she has just made up her mind to deal with this thief, but before she can act, she heard the news of this angry person, which is really angry with her!

However, she was already ready to go deep into the tiger's den in Longtan when she went to Beiyi this time, which was destined to be a thorny road, so this news did not bring her more negativity. It was this emperor list that reminded her that although Cai Ye and others may think that she is dead, and the wanted notice no longer appears on the streets, it is better to avoid taboos.

Thinking of this, Lu Hui hurriedly used the remaining money from the carved wooden knife before to buy a goose yellow Luo skirt and some disguised things, she had always been dressed in a lake green Luo skirt before, which had almost become her signature dress.

With the lesson learned from last time, try to be as even as possible when it comes to changing your face. So her skin now looks a little light copper, which hides her original fair skin well.

The matter is solved, but the money has been used almost completely, so how can we solve the next livelihood?

As she walked down the street, she was thinking about it seriously, when she saw a stall with a banner that read: Buy and sell poetry.

Sounds interesting.

The inquisitive Green House asked the stall owner what the banner meant. It turns out that this is a two-way business, that is, you can go to him and buy the poetry and songs you want, of course, you can also sell the poems to him if you think you write well, and then he can sell them to others. It's a bit like a pawnshop, but I don't know if I can redeem the poem.

Green Hui couldn't think of any other way to make a living for a while, so she had to try it. Anyway, this Chongye Dynasty is not any dynasty in ancient China, maybe she can borrow some famous poems and famous sentences to alleviate the urgent need.

Thinking about his current downtrod situation, sleeping in the open air, there is not even a place to cover the tiles, "plagiarizing" with Du Fu's "Thatched House Broken by the Autumn Wind" should be able to stain a little edge, but the whole "plagiarism" is a bit too immoral, so use the last few sentences, in fact, it is also the most popular sentence. Green Hui thought to himself, if you want to come, you will have a blockbuster!

Green Hui used the brush provided by the boss to write a few lines of poetry crookedly: "There are tens of millions of mansions in Ande, and the poor people in the world are happy!" The wind and rain do not move, and it is as safe as a mountain. Alack! When I suddenly see this house in front of me, it is enough for me to freeze to death! Then happily handed it to the stall owner.

Who knows, the stall owner looked disdainful after reading the poem of Green Hui: "Go, go, don't hinder my business!" ”

LV is confused, is it possible that everyone's aesthetic vision is different, and the stall owner does not see the proud talent hidden between the lines of the poem? Weird. "What's wrong with this poem, can't it be sold for money?"

"I don't do your business, I don't even have basic integrity, these poems are obviously from one of the hand-me-down works of the Tang Dynasty poet Du Fu!"

Green Hui really wanted to find a hole to get into at this time, but she didn't expect them to know this poem, maybe the history of their dynasty was the same as what she knew.

Green Hui didn't give up, so he had to plead: "Boss, give me another chance, this time I promise to write it myself!" ”

Now I can only break the jar and smash it, and pour out the little ink in my chest.

The boss looked at Green Hui and probably didn't think she looked like a big swindler either, and decided to give her another chance, "Okay, write seriously!" ”

Lu Hui racked his brains and finally pieced together a Tibetan poem praising Beiyi, the meaning is straightforward, similar to what Lu Manji wrote to Helian Zhi last time. Green Club tiptoed to the stall owner.

After reading the poem carefully, the stall owner said: "Although the literary style is not very good, but it is what you think in your own heart, what we respect most in Beiyi is true temperament, you can express what you want to express, and it is natural to be spontaneous." For the sake of this, you will give you a few copper coins for this poem, which is not a good work! ”

In this way, this Beiyi is really a bit like China's Wei and Jin eras, an era of flamboyant personality! Holding a few copper coins in his hand, Green Hui was full of thoughts.

In fact, Green Hui doesn't know that this quaint school has been dominant in the history of the Chongye Dynasty for more than a hundred years, and there must be reasons or merits. The Quaint School has always emphasized spiritual freedom, advocating the pursuit of individuality, and only the unrestrained thought will bloom into a charming flower, and it is precisely because of this that the Quaya School continues to bring forth the new and constantly have new achievements to convince people.

As soon as Green Hui turned to leave, the stall ushered in a master, a servant and two girls.