Chapter 6: The Little Girl Is Not Talented

The tavern is divided into a front hall and a backyard, which is mainly used for entertaining guests, and a vacant lot in the backyard on which some crops are planted.

In the middle of the backyard, two floors were built.

And Ye Ping slept on the upper floor.

As soon as the day dawned, a sound was heard.

"Brother Ye! Hurry up, something's up! ”

Xue Rengui knocked on his door.

"Rengui, what's the matter with you?"

"Come out quickly, there's something urgent!"

Ye Ping yawned and opened the door.

Xue Rengui looked nervous.

"Brother Ye, something is wrong."

"What's wrong? What alarmed you so much? ”

"I heard some bad news this morning."

"Oh? What news. ”

"Yesterday that Wang Zhen ......"

"What's wrong with him?"

Ye Ping's absent-minded appearance.

He ...... Hit stupid! ”

Hit stupid, who did it?

He knew in his heart that it must have been done by someone from the Qin Wangfu outside.

Now that Wang Zhen has been beaten stupidly, everything is easy to do.

I thought there would be something big going on, but now it doesn't seem like it will.

This Li Shimin really values himself.

is also said that if it weren't for him, Li Shimin might not have made up his mind so much.

In other words, in the past two days, Li Shimin should be about to do it, right?

Ye Ping then laughed.

"Good, good!"

"This Wang family is not easy to provoke, in case they want to be unfavorable to you, what can you do?"

Xue Rengui was still thinking about Ye Ping's safety.

Unexpectedly, Ye Ping said: "Rengui, you don't have to worry about me, I'm fine!" ”

"What's the mystery in this?"

"That's right, Wang Zhen was beaten stupid, isn't it better? It must also be due to his character, if the Wang family comes to the door and we don't admit it directly, then this matter has nothing to do with us. ”

How can the words of a fool be believed.

And Ye Ping also believes that Li Shimin will naturally let people handle all these things.

Because he guessed that Li Shimin must have many questions to ask himself.

If he is persecuted, it will be a huge loss for Li Shimin.

"If that's the case, that's better. It's a good thing I threw them out yesterday, otherwise this matter might not be over. ”

"Don't worry about this, let's go, I'll fry a few dishes, and after breakfast, I'm going to Kong's house."

Regarding yesterday's events, Ye Ping remembered it in his heart, and said that he would go and see it today.

"Also, this matter is more important, Brother Ye, but there is something for me to help with?"

"You don't have to, you can see the tavern, pay attention, don't let people come in and trample on the ground behind here."

Compared with the tavern, Ye Ping pays more attention to the fields in the backyard, which is his treasure.

"Don't worry about that!"

"That's good!"

……

The poetry club is located in the courtyard of the Confucian family, where celebrities gather, and it is a good place to earn points.

The location of the Kong family is not far from his own tavern, and it is only a few blocks away.

"It's here!"

He went forward, but before he could enter it, he was stopped by a small man.

"Stop! Miscellaneous people are not allowed to enter! ”

He looked up and saw that the little guy was fierce.

And the word Wang Chang is written on the top of his head, and the following is his introduction.

He thought that the Kong family could enter at will because of the poetry meeting, but he didn't expect this Kong family to be so difficult to enter.

If you say that you are here to participate in the poetry meeting, you will definitely be asked for an invitation.

Is there any way to get yourself into it.

He looked at Wang Chang and thought for a moment.

"There it is!"

Wang Chang was uncomfortable.

"Hey! Didn't you hear? Miscellaneous people are not allowed to enter! ”

"Wang Chang, you are Wang Chang!"

"Who are you? How do I know my name? ”

"I'm He Fang, we are from the same village! Why don't you recognize me!? ”

Ye Ping said nonsense.

But the name is also real.

Wang Chang was puzzled, and after looking at it for a long time, he still couldn't recognize it.

"It's really a noble person who forgets things, by the way, your family asked me to come to Chang'an to give you a message. Let you go back quickly, saying that the old man has been sick for three months! I saw you from afar just now, and I didn't dare to recognize you, but when I got closer, it was really you! ”

"What? How can I trust you! ”

This person is quite shrewd and did not directly believe what Ye Ping said.

But I also believed seven or eight points.

How could all this be difficult for him.

Then he said, "Your family said that you have a big mole on the center of your left foot. ”

After such an explanation, when Wang Chang heard it, people were so anxious.

Of course, all this is all made up by Ye Ping, because he can know everything about this guy.

Including his seven aunts and eight aunts, and even the eighteenth generation of his ancestors, as long as he wants, they can all be excavated.

Because he has a discerning eye, and knows all the people in the world.

"It's not easy for the elderly at home, you go back quickly! As for the Kong family, I told them. ”

He repeated it again.

"In this way, thank you very much, and I will thank you again when I turn back!"

was so shocked that Wang Chang hurriedly left without looking back.

In this way, there is no one to stand in your way.

And he boldly went forward, all the way to the courtyard.

It's already full of people.

Listening to the so-called literati bachelors, the people who keep talking about it are also.

It's a little boring to listen to.

Hum! Literati! But that's it.

Isn't it Tang poetry and Song poetry?

Nine years of compulsory education taught him 300 Tang poems, and Song Ci Yuan Song also got a lot, these poems and songs have been used until now, which is simply the peak.

If he is asked to recite it, he can say a song casually, and it will not be a problem.

He looked at the people around him, and the people in this didn't seem to have any children of the Confucian family.

As far as he knows, to get a high number of points, you have to be a person of high status.

In his estimation, the points that these literati and inkmen can provide him will not exceed ten points.

So, he didn't want to waste this time.

He made his rounds, scanning around purposefully.

Nor did it attract much attention.

Everyone is in twos and threes, all of whom are acquaintances, chatting together.

Until a young girl appeared in front of me.

This girl is very beautiful, and she is the first beauty he has met since he came to Datang.

On his head is the word Kong Shaoqing, and the following introduction is Kong Yingda's granddaughter, after such a celebrity, points must be indispensable.

In line with the starting point that having is better than nothing, he walked in the direction where Kong Shaoqing was.

Unexpectedly, the woman said, "Everyone, be quiet! ”

Many literati just quieted down.

Eyes on her.

And she continued: "Today, I am fortunate to invite everyone to come to the house to hold a poetry meeting, that is, I want to meet friends with poetry, see that everyone is talented, and the little woman is not talented, dare to take summer as the theme, please compose poems together, see who can come out on top, and the winner can get a bottle of Confucian wine!" And you can get the guidance of my father, and even my grandfather, who is recommended by the doctor of Guozixue, until he is an official in the court, so the future is immeasurable, what do you think? ”

As soon as Kong Shaoqing's words came out, everyone was shocked.

That's a huge opportunity.

People have said:

"If you can get advice, that's the best."

"That's an exemption from the exam to become an official, it's simply the hope of our scholars!"

"This time, the Kong family is so sincere, and it is really for everyone."

"I'm going to come out on top!"

"Everything is as Miss Kong wants!"

……

Kong Shaoqing looked at the literati around him and was very satisfied with everyone's performance.

"That's great, from now on, until noon, there is no limit to the number of poems!"

At the same time, everyone is eager to try.

But everyone knows how much ink they have in their bellies.

Occasionally, a few people fell into deep thought.

At this time, Ye Ping suddenly burst out laughing.

"Haha, you still need to think about such a simple topic for so long? You are still literati! Scholar! ”