The rest of the year was a bit of a dream for Yang.

Cui Jian inquired about his specific situation, and then gave a passing evaluation.

When he went out, Yang Deli saw the member who had been kicked out by Cui Jian before, sneering at him.

Say your mother!

Yang Deli grew up in the countryside, and he had a thought about his friends: If you are worthy of me, I will be worthy of you!

Cui Jian scolded this person, he naturally wanted to ......

Under the witness of several officials, Yang Deli walked up to the outsider, "Phew! ”

He spat in front of the man, and walked out of the ministry with his head held high.

After that, someone went to Baiqi.

"Jia joins the army, Cui Langzhong said, it's appropriate."

"Okay." Jia Ping'an smiled and nodded.

Then came an official.

"The British public said that Jia Ping'an is still worried about this matter, is this treating the Li family as an outsider?"

The official said while looking at Jia Ping'an.

Li Tao is gentle, but what he is best at is low-key.

So Li Tao never makes friends with people.

But at this moment, he let people talk, reprimanding Jia Ping'an for not treating the Li family as his own.

The official, as Li Tao's confidant, was unbelievable when he heard this at the time.

Is this a British public?

He looked at Jia Ping'an carefully, wondering why this broom star could make an exception for the British public.

Jia Ping'an asked Cui Jian yesterday, but he didn't expect Li Tao to get the news today, and directly opened the cynicism of the British public model.

Li Tao can do the same?

Jia Ping'an thinks it's amazing.

"I know, tell the British duke, and I'll go to Li's house to drink when I go back."

Jia Ping'an was a little painful.

The last time he was at Li's house, Li Jingye kept trying to get him drunk, but he refused. Jia Ping'an knew that this was Li Tao's desire to see his own nature.

What is the nature of human beings, it is easiest to see when they are drunk.

The officials took their leave.

Jia Ping'an leaned against the wall, thinking about Li Tao's current smug mood, and couldn't help but smile.

This breakthrough can be called an earth-shattering shock, and when the small circle despised Li Tao and the emperor, he struck a brazen blow.

"It's time for my cousin to be promoted."

No one could have imagined that the purpose behind this incident was so simple, just to let his cousin counterattack.

……

"I've seen Master Yang!"

Warehouse, when the news came, the Lingshi in the room on duty got up and bowed their hands, and congratulated them with respectful expressions.

Yang Deli got up, a little dazed, and then picked up the document he had just copied, "Wait, I'll talk about it after reading it." ”

It wasn't until he finished reading it and found no problem that he breathed a sigh of relief.

Out of the duty room, the officials outside gave their hands one after another, "Congratulations to Chief Yang." ”

Yang Deli smiled and bowed his hand, muttering, "Auntie, have you seen ......?"

……

Under the Ya, Jia Ping'an led the horse out of the imperial city, and there were many officials on the left and right sides of the horse.

"Babbling!"

Ah Bao impatiently urged Master Jia to come up, so that he could compete with those bewitching sluts.

"Xiao Jia!"

Cui Jian also came out.

Wipe!

Since it's half a step late!

urged the chest to shoot, Jia Ping'an could not avoid it, and was ravaged.

"Your cousin's matter, someone in the ministry wants to make a stumbling block."

The chest is very heroic, but he just said this, but he didn't say that he was the credit for intercepting those birdmen.

"Drinking?" Chest urging seems to be in high spirits today.

Ay!

Jia Ping'an nodded.

If someone else gives you face, you have to give it back. If you don't give face to the bull pen, once or twice...... There are many times, even if you are a beautiful and handsome man, even if you are a big guy, others still ignore you.

The so-called face is given by others, and it is also lost by oneself, which is the case.

Cui Jian had a treat, and Jia Ping'an had no room to choose a place, so when he saw Wuxianglou, he couldn't help but want to vomit blood.

The old bustard of Wuxianglou is the informant of the hundred horses, and Yaxiang has successfully gained a foothold in the first few famous prostitutes in Chang'an City by relying on a few poems by Master Jia.

But what Jia Ping'an likes when he comes to such a place is to relax, and he feels tired when he has interests.

"Jia Lang!"

When he arrived at the door, the long-lost bustard teleported out, and a shout was earth-shattering.

That's it, Cui Jian frowned.

But then the old bustard grabbed Jia Ping'an's arm and said with tears: "Jia Lang, someone wrote poems before, and the Qinglou sang them, but Yaxiang refused, and was laughed at." ”

Jia Ping'an smiled, "That's a talent, I want to hear it." ”

He felt that his luck was very good, if it was a few decades later, those Tang poets would not be able to copy it if he copied it.

Whether it is a side poem or a graceful poem, those geniuses can make him embarrassed. There are also heroic Li Taibai and Du Fu......

Cui Jian was originally watching from the sidelines, thinking that Jia Ping'an was a young poet, and when he saw an opponent appearing, he would definitely be angry, and then said something proudly.

But Jia Ping'an praised the man with a smile.

He thought back to his youth, when he felt that he had written a good poem, and he wished that the whole world would know about it.

Xiao Jia is really a humble gentleman.

The old bustard hugged Master Jia's arm tightly, and shouted when he entered the door: "Yaxiang! ”

There were many people in the lobby, who were each hugging the prostitute and laughing, but now they turned around and looked at the door.

On the second floor, Yaxiang looked down, and when she saw Jia Ping'an who was being dragged in by the old bustard, she couldn't help cheering, and then walked down quickly with her skirt.

"Jia Lang!"

Yaxiang looked extremely excited, and held Jia Ping'an's other arm, "Jia Lang, Shangguan Yi was about to leave before, and he left a poem, all of which are applauding!" ”

Shangguan Yi?

Jia Ping'an's mind immediately appeared in the appearance of a man.

Smile, kind smile.

Even if he knew what kind of character Shangguan Yi was in history, Jia Ping'an still couldn't help but feel that this person should be this amiable appearance.

Masaka recited the poem.

A very good poem, and in a unique style.

At this moment, it can be called a unique existence.

Historically, Shangguan Yi's poems have formed their own style and have triggered countless people to follow suit, and they are called 'Shangguan style'.

Shangguan Yi, who is currently serving as the secretary and young eunuch, is talented, and after being held by the stars for a while, it is reported that he is a little complacent.

Jia Ping'an knew this person's heels, so he didn't want to be verbose.

found a place to sit down, Cui Jian found two female prostitutes, hugged left and right, took a sip of wine and a mouthful of food, and was extremely free and easy.

Jia Ping'an was muttered in Yaxiang's ear that he missed himself for a while, and felt a little funny.

This sister paper is bent on falling in love with him, so she came to Wuxianglou to sell her art and not sell herself.

But Master Jia is really busy, if it weren't for the fact that this is Baiqi's guest house, plus one of Baiqi's sources, he wouldn't have come at all.

Cui Jian pushed the cup with him to change the lamp, and it didn't take long for Jia Ping'an to be a little dizzy.

Why do you want to drink?

Cui Jian hugged the two female prostitutes, and when he saw him dizzy, he couldn't help laughing: "Xiao Jia, a man just wants to be able to drink, or to be able to play with women." What can you do with nothing, what can you do in life? ”

Your sister!

Jia Ping'an felt that the sight in front of him was a little shaky, "I drank too much." ”

Ahead, several men were talking loudly.

"Shangguan Shaojian can't help but be drunk on a spring day, but it's a pity that Shangguan Shaojian refuses to stay for a long time, otherwise he will definitely have to discuss it with him."

The person who spoke was Cai Ying, a famous Confucian in Chang'an City. Why is it called Mingru? Because he can't reach the Great Confucian, but he has to have something to brag about when he goes out, so a group of 'like-minded' people call him a Famous Confucian.

Several of the men who were with the prostitutes shouted approving.

But someone who drank too much asked; "Mr. Cai, Jia Ping'an also wrote several poems!"

The prostitutes and prostitutes who came to Wuxianglou couldn't avoid Master Jia.

Look, even the woman who sprinkled the sweep looked at Master Jia with reverence.

Cai Ying glanced at Jia Ping'an, who was entangled by Yaxiang, and felt that she was quick and comfortable tonight.

At some point, people feel that they are infinitely good.

Most of the people now are in the Qinglou, drinking flutteringly, hugging the prostitutes around them, only feeling that life is so far, there is nothing to ask for, and everyone is scum.

And most of the people in the later world are in the night or some indescribable places, drunk, hugging the sister paper, listening to the flattery in the mouth of the sister paper, only thinking that they can explode the universe in an instant.

That's why there is the saying: Men conquer women by conquering the world.

Jia Ping'an looked at Mu Ran, and he didn't have any poetic talent at all.

Cai Ying drank a little more, but felt that under the high spirits, everything in the world was scum, so she took a few shots and said: "What kind of poetry is good, in the eyes of a certain person, it is just a broom star." If you have the courage to ......"

He hesitated, after all, Master Jia joined the army with a hundred horsemen, and he had just carried out the emperor's task of raiding his house.

The companions beside him blushed and shouted; "I'm afraid that he will be a bird, and I will crush him with poetry!"

Oh, yes!

Life is so boring, it should be free and easy.

Cai Ying got up, raised her glass and said, "Who dares to argue with a certain one?" ”

Jia Ping'an......

Is it really comparable?

Yaxiang muttered, "Jia Lang, someone wants to redeem someone!" ”

"Then go ahead."

Jia Ping'an gave his own answer like a scumbag.

The money Yaxiang earned was already enough to redeem herself, but she stayed in Wuxiang Building, why Jia Ping'an didn't want to wonder, but these words were already immune to him.

Masaka felt that this young man was a cruel butcher, and he was not moved at all in the face of his various temptations, and he was a butcher's knife when he moved.

"I heard that the broom star is also here, do you dare to fight a certain battle?"

Cai Ying over there had a drunken seizure, and it was irrepressible in the company of a female prostitute.

So if you drink too much, it's better to go home early and go to bed than to beep with others.

Yaxiang pulled Raja's safe arm, tilted his head, and looked at him with that adoring gaze, "Jia Lang, that person is provoking you!" ”

Under normal circumstances, when encountering such a situation, the daughter-in-law will not encourage you to go out, but encourage you to beep...... Think for yourself.

Sister paper, your road is narrow.

Jia Ping'an stretched out his hand and looked at Yaxiang's stout affectionately.

Is Jia Lang finally obsessed with me?

Yaxiang was excited, so she held her head high.

Jia Ping'an stretched out his hand, and Yaxiang was excited.

The hand paused on her chest, then skimmed over her shoulder.

"It's March, why are there mosquitoes?"

Jia Ping'an withdrew his hand, his gaze indifferent.

Cui Jian heard Cai Ying's shout, frowned, and said, "Who is that person?" Why is it so noisy? ”

Chest urging is in the Ministry of Officials, the official hat, but no one cares about it here.

But the female prostitutes around him are very professional, "Lang Jun, that person is called Cai Ying, and he is very knowledgeable!" When Shangguan Shaojian was there before, Cai Ying talked to him for a long time, and he was praised! ”

As soon as Cui Jian heard it, he knew the reason why Cai Ying was attacking Jia Ping'an.

Shangguanyi came to Wuxiang Building, and Cai Ying saw 'love', so she touted it with all her might. Shangguanyi, who had just risen in the poetry world and officialdom, inevitably felt that this person was interesting, so he gave a good face.

Who knew that Cai Ying felt that Shangguan Yi was a supporter who could be touted, so after he left, he was still boasting, until Master Jia, the number one talent in Wuxiang Building, came, and then he felt that he had found a target.

Cui Jian felt that he was about to move, and wanted to go out and crush Cai Ying, but with Shangguan Yi's poem Zhuyu in front of him, he thought about it carefully for a long time, and felt that he was not sure to surpass.

No, it should be that we are not sure that we can stand shoulder to shoulder.

Therefore, I will not offer ugliness.

What about Xiao Jia?

He glanced at Jia Ping'an, and when he saw that his eyes were blank, he knew that he had drunk too much.

Drink too much and make a fart poem.

Cui Jian said: "Drink! ”

This is a statement: we are not in the state tonight, we are just drinking.

It's somewhat similar to the flavor of hanging a no-fight card.

But it's enough.

It was already dark, and there were candles everywhere in the Wuxiang Building, and some people wanted to be secret, so they made a screen to block it, and then there was a coquettish laugh inside.

Jia Ping'an looked at the front a little sluggishly, his head was a little dizzy, but he felt that this was okay.

But Cai Ying climaxed and was excited.

"What did so-and-so say earlier? The poems of the young eunuch Shangguan are euphemistic and moving, and no one can beat them, how is it? ”

Cai Ying said triumphantly.

Shangguan Yi's poems are good, otherwise they wouldn't have made a Shangguan style.

But Cai Ying's words were too much.

"Shangguan Young Eunuch is very talented in poetry, who can match it?"

Those literati estimated that they wanted to seek official etiquette for something, so they followed the praise.

"Xiao Jia!" Cui Jian was worried that Jia Ping'an would be mad, so he was ready to persuade.

But Jia Ping'an was very calm.

Sure enough, it's Xiao Jia!

Cui Jian bowed his head, and then regretted that he was a little farther away, and he couldn't hold Xiao Jia Xian's hand.

Jia Ping'an was thinking about the consequences of his cousin being the head of the warehouse.

The unrest of the warehouse is certain, and the key is how the household is.

If Yang Deli is eyeing the household, Jia Ping'an can only pray that the household department will not make mistakes, otherwise according to Yang Deli's temperament, whenever he sees unruly consumption, he can give the household a headache.

"Jia Lang!" Yaxiang suddenly whispered, "He speaks so ugly. ”

Cao Ying was drinking at the moment, and said triumphantly: "The talent of the young eunuch Shangguan is even full of praise for the first emperor, what are those young people who have won the name of Bo Xing in the Qinglou?" It's just a matter of deceiving the world and stealing your name. ”

Jia Ping'an just smiled and listened to this.

But Cao Ying saw that he was not angry, and the momentum came up, so he shouted: "Jia Ping'an, do you dare to discuss the merits with a certain one?" ”

Hehe!

Jia Ping'an squinted.

"Don't dare...... Yaxiang, come, how can such a deceptive and famous person be proud? Come on, something hurts you. ”

Nima!

Jia Ping'an stared at this person.

Cai Ying laughed proudly, "Shangguan Young Eunuch is about to leave, but do you want to invite him back?" ”

This thing looks like this is an admirer of Shangguan Yi, but ......

Shangguan Yi was known for his literary brilliance, and later he was regarded as a cadre of the emperor's faction.

Cai Ying felt hugging her thighs.

Jia Ping'an smiled.

"I'm a little tired."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was greeted with ridicule.

Cai Ying felt that he was cowardly, so he smiled and said: "The skills are not as good as others, Jia can retreat when he joins the army." ”

Ay!

Jia Ping'an sighed.

"A certain has written various poems, but he has never made a graceful one, and since there is a dog barking wildly today, then a certain will try to make a ......"

Cai Ying was compared to a dog, and he was furious, "We'll see." ”

If Jia Ping'an's poems are not good, he can spread this matter throughout Chang'an.

"Xiao Jia." Cui Jian was worried that Jia Ping'an had drunk too much, but after taking a closer look, he really drank too much, and his eyes were a little straight.

"That's it, you've drunk too much, I'll talk about it tomorrow."

Some people heckled and some people thought it was right.

Cai Ying just sneered, no matter whether Jia Ping'an wrote poetry or not, he felt that he had won.

Jia Ping'an said with a smile: "It's too much drinking, but even if you drink too much, you can still let you know and compose poetry...... You can't wait! ”

He squinted at Cai Ying and the others, and thought slightly, "So-and-so." ”

Say!

Do you really think your talent is a waterfall?

Cai Ying sneered, "There is so-and-so." ”

It's-for-tat.

Jia Ping'an glanced at him, and the look of disdain was felt by the entire hall.

He burped, causing someone on Cai Ying's side to laugh.

This drink too much and compose poetry, what is it if you are not looking for death?

Jia Ping'an suppressed the wine, and said lightly: "The mica screen candle shadow is deep, and the long river is gradually falling. ”

Everyone looked left and right, and there was a female prostitute behind the screen who was surprised, "Who wrote the poem?" ”

"Shut up!" The old bustard clasped his hands in front of his chest, his eyes lit up, and he waited for Jia Lang to recite a famous poem, and then Wuxianglou could be popular for a while.

Cai Ying helped the people around her and said with a forced smile: "It's just ordinary." ”

But everyone knows very well that these two verses that outline the environment are excellent.

Yaxiang looked at Jia Ping'an's back, she used to feel thin, but when she looked at it today, she found that the young man's shoulders had gradually become thicker.

The young man is several years younger than her, and she serves people with color, and loves to run with color, and the women in Qinglou understand this truth.

She has to take advantage of the years when she is now beautiful to earn money and become famous.

And this young man is her nobleman.

Previously, she used someone else's preparation to redeem herself to test him, but Jia Ping'an behaved very blandly.

"Chang'e should repent of stealing the elixir, the blue sea and blue sky and night heart."

Jia Ping'an felt that he couldn't do it, and he was dizzy.

"Brother Cui, I'll go back first."

At this moment, it is already forbidden at night, Cui Jian can't go back, but Jia Ping'an is okay with his identity as a hundred horses.

Cui Jian sat there in a daze, waiting for Jia Ping'an to leave before he reacted.

"The first two lines of the poem are excellent, but they are not brilliant, but as soon as the last two sentences come out, the first two sentences suddenly shine brightly, it turns out to reflect the lonely atmosphere, wonderful!"

A man's eyebrows fluttered and he explained the beauty of the poem to the prostitute next to him.

"What about down there?"

"Below?" The man sighed: "Chang'e should repent of stealing the elixir, the blue sea and blue sky and night heart." This is the legend of Chang'e flying to the sky, Chang'e stole the elixir and flew to the Moon Palace. But what's the use of you ascending? There is only one person in Guanghan Palace, what is the use of being immortal? ”

The prostitute couldn't help but be stupid, "But who is he doing this?" ”

The man shook his head.

Over there, Cai Ying was stunned.

"When he says to make poetry, he says it's tactful, but it's not tactful!"

A man said excitedly: "This is a grudge, not a graceful contract, he still lost." ”

Everyone looked at him silently.

"What are you waiting to do?"

Someone sighed: "What a graceful and resentful complaint, as soon as this poem came out, the poem of the previous Shangguan and Young Eunuch suddenly faded. ”

That person didn't have much talent, so when he heard the words, he said, "Didn't Cai Ying have it before?" Then why don't you chant it? By the way, why didn't Jia Ping'an wait for Cai Ying to compose a poem and leave? Does he feel invincible? ”

Such a fool, even Cui Jian didn't bother to argue with him.

Yaxiang looked at this person and felt that there were so many fools in the world, so she said lightly: "Because Jia Lang disdains it." ”

This person looked at Cai Ying, "Old Cai, won't you?" ”

Cai Ying's cheeks twitched a few times.

The man was stunned, "He thinks that no matter what poem you compose, it can't be compared with this one?" ”

The crowd was silent.

It's contempt and humiliation.

Crushing disregard.

……

Ask for a ticket.