The world is full of fragrant flowers in April, the peach blossoms of the mountain temple begin to bloom, Zhiyun Mountain, Ningzhou incense holy land, into spring, visitors are endless, the mountain is high into the clouds, backed by the Lianyun Mountains, stretching for hundreds of miles, like a long dragon lying on the east bank of the Ning River.

"Brother Ye's newlywed Yan'er, today he climbed Zhiyun Mountain, I'm afraid that his body bones are a little thin and thin."

A middle-aged man dressed in a lilac robe, with a fist-sized blue jade hanging from his waist, and a wealth and nobility all over his body, walked past Ye Junsheng, smiling a little playful and playful.

"Brother Huang, where are you talking, in my opinion, Brother Ye is very energetic! It is in response to the old saying, the twenty-eight bride is eighty lang, a pear tree presses begonias, the old should be strong, and the happiness is very good! ”

Next to him, a well-dressed man caught up, smiling.

Ye Junsheng's face darkened, pushed away the little guy who was supporting him, wiped his sweat with his sleeves, and caught up: "That's, that's, Ye Mou's pear blossom and a golden gun don't fall, white hair and two temples and three rooms at night, but Brother Huang and Brother Yu have a pair of wine bags and are cold, do you have to ask someone to help?" Very good, very good, Ye can go to another room today, haha..."

Although it is a youth club, but this has not yet climbed to the top of the mountain, the wealthy families of the group have already taught themselves openly and secretly, and the men on both sides insinuated that Ye Junsheng has an old husband and a young wife, and his body is not good, Ye Junsheng is naturally prepared.

"Hmph..."The man in purple clothes with a sharpened chin heard this, turned his head and glared at him, a little displeased Ye Junsheng's words were too harsh, and sneered: "Brother Ye doesn't think that Jiang Sheng from Ningzhou Academy can come out on top this year, sue you, last year was my Huang family, and this year it is naturally my Huang family." ”

A young man with a slightly round face next to him was obviously on the side of the Huang family, and he nodded in agreement: "Jiang Sheng's song "The Death of a Beautiful Woman" last year was really amazing, but it was made under Brother Huang's suggestion, and it has to be a talented person with a sharp weapon to show his might, Brother Ye can't let us down this year!" ”

Ye Junsheng is not angry, the provocation of these two people is too obvious, which means that if Jiang Sheng can't write better poems this year than last year, it will be his Ye Junsheng's problem, Mingzhu's irony.

Poetry is a wonderful sentence, and the talented people who have written famous poems are not able to speak amazingly every time, and before the Spring Festival has officially kicked off, the people of the Huang family and the Yu family have come to push the Ye family to the forefront.

Seeing that Ye Junsheng was about to say something, the little guy hurriedly grabbed him and whispered: "Master, take it easy, it is said that the Huang family and the Yu family are invited talents in the capital this year, let's keep a low profile, although Jiang Sheng is not weak, but compared to the talents in the capital, let's not talk too much." ”

It's ridiculous to say, this youth club, in fact, has long become Biwen's poetry club, the official and business mansions of the wealthy family are difficult to produce talents, in order to be vassal, these rich people have long regarded the best of the talents invited by their families as their own faces, which has long become a trend.

No, although it hasn't officially started, the sons of several rich families have already competed, but the talented women who follow them are more calm and calm than them.

The morning breeze is slightly cool, the clouds and mist are misty, I have sweated, and then I sit in the courtyard carefully built by Zhiyun Temple, look forward, the field of vision is broad, you can see that the Ninghe River is far sailed down the mountain, the mountains are like dragons in pairs, the back is against Lianyun Xuanwu Mountain, the Vermilion Bird sings Ningzhou City, it can be described as magnificent, awake.

"Master, I feel like something will be wrong with this year's outing."

The fat girl gasped, drank a bowl of vegetarian porridge sent by the temple, and hurried towards Ye Junsheng.

"Oh? What's wrong, enjoy the flowers in Zhiyun Temple, sing and dance, feel the improvised poems of the literati, the old rules for many years, nothing strange. ”

Ye Junsheng said, the sound of the piano in his ears has risen, and the singer invited by the Zhang family in the west of the city has already mastered his skills.

The fat girl frowned: "When I went up the mountain, I listened to the Zhang family, the Yu family and the descendants of the Huang family, this time I invited Master Zhiyun and the respected Master Xing and Lord Zhizhou to preside over the poetry meeting in person. ”

Ye Junsheng's face sank, and he pondered for a moment: "Bastard, how can this be reasonable, this year should have been presided over by our Ye family, how can we mess up the rules, our Ye family has not been to the head incense of Zhiyun Temple for ten years, why haven't we heard them talk about it before." ”

The fat girl shrunk her head and looked left and right, and whispered with some fear: "The Huang family, the Zhang family and the Yu family said that our Ye family is unlucky, the master has been married four times in the past few years, and three ladies have died, they are afraid that our Ye family will bring bad luck to them if they burn incense this year, so they privately agreed on this matter." ”

Ye Junsheng was furious: "Master Zhiyun is a high-ranking monk, how can they be allowed to come nonsense, Xing Lao has always been fair, could it be that this time he will not give the Ye family this face?" ”

As he was talking, the Fuqin song and dance program had been halfway through, and a round and chubby monk walked into the garden in front, he squinted his eyes and looked around, with a kind look of eyebrows and kind eyes, and made a Buddha in his hand, and said softly: "My Zhiyun Temple has been worshiped by the people of Ningzhou in recent years, humanities, Buddha, gods, some time ago I learned that the state lord informed that Prince Wencheng will come to our Ningzhou in May, and I am fortunate to have Zhiyun Temple, Prince Wencheng will come to Zhiyun Temple to pray in person..."

As soon as he said this, the pot had already exploded below, of course, for example, the Huang family and the Yu family had already gotten the news, but there were also people like Ye Junsheng who only learned the news today, which could be described as a moment of shock.

"Prince Wencheng wants to go to Ningzhou Zhiyun Temple to pray for blessings. It's a good thing for us in Ningzhou! ”

"Needless to say, this time if any of us can get the opportunity to undertake, get the appreciation of the prince, it is not impossible to become an imperial businessman, Prince Wencheng, but in the future, he will be the emperor, as long as he grasps this opportunity, he can prosper for generations."

"It is said that Prince Wencheng likes to write, there are a lot of scholars in the East Palace, this time is not only an opportunity for our businessmen, but also a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for students who study hard in the cold window, if their poems can be engraved on the wall of Zhiyun Temple, and get the appreciation of Prince Wencheng, you can directly carp jump over the dragon gate, enter the East Palace, avoid the imperial examination, and enter the court as an official."

"Not only is it an opportunity for literati, no matter which aspect can be appreciated by the prince, you will naturally have a bright future."

"So... So... Who will host this year's Zhiyun Temple donation? ”

"It is said to be the Ye family!"

"The Ye family? No, no, Master Ye has died three concubines in a row, but he can't let him bring bad luck. ”

"That's it, that's it, it's not just their Ye family's business, but the opportunity of our entire Ningzhou people can't help their Ye family."

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