Chapter 2: New Literary Genres

Two hours later,

A pale-faced young man appeared tremblingly at the door of a luxurious mansion.

Because it was in the eighth month of the lunar calendar at this time, the weather had not yet turned cold, so despite losing his shirt, Bai Mingzhe did not feel cold at all.

He stood still and looked up at the mansion of the Great Nongling.

The roof of this mansion is stretched and graceful, with a gentle slope, the roof is mostly straight down, rarely reversed, and the cornice and ridge are mostly straight, with almost no curved ridges and warping. The end of the ridge is slightly upturned, emphasizing with tube tiles and tile decorations.

Majestic, majestic!

Although Bai Mingzhe used to read historiographical classics on the architecture of the Western Han Dynasty, he couldn't help but gasp when he really saw this "Great Agricultural Order" mansion.

"Whew! Although I have been mentally prepared for a long time, the architectural style of the Western Han Dynasty is still beyond my imagination. He glanced at the plaque directly above the gate and muttered, "The mansion of two thousand stones has already made me breathless, if I face the majesty of Weiyang Palace, won't it make me tremble?" ”

Liu Mingzhe closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths to calm his heart.

He simply "tidied up" the remaining clothes on his body, combed his hair with his hands for a while, felt that it was almost over, and then walked to the door of the Great Nongling Mansion in full view.

Because of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty's open recruitment, the door of Zheng's mansion was still closed, and he didn't know if he was at home.

On the vermilion wooden gate, two grinning pigs with bared teeth and door knockers stared at the pedestrians passing by in the street.

With the help of this brave and just divine beast, the Great Agricultural Decree Mansion has the power to speak for itself.

He approached the door, stretched out his white right hand, and gently clasped the bronze knocker.

"Knock knock!"

"Knock knock!"

The heavy sound of the door slamming into the luxurious mansion.

After a while, an even deeper voice came from inside the vermilion gate, "Who is knocking?" ”

After about five or six seconds, the deadbolt inside the door was lowered, and a crack opened in the door.

A middle-aged man in a coarse linen coat with a mustache poked his head out of the door.

He first stretched his neck and looked behind Bai Mingzhe, and after finding that there was nothing, his eyes immediately narrowed into a slit, his neck stretched back, and he said in a deep voice: "Who are you?" Why are you here? ”

Although he didn't know the identity of this person, Bai Mingzhe still bowed his hand and said respectfully: "Bai Mingzhe, a person from Chang'an, is from Taiyuan County. I came here to meet the Great Agricultural Order and offer a strategy for controlling the Yellow River. ”

In order to show his sincerity, he specially held the cloth that carried the strategy of controlling the river with both hands.

The bearded middle-aged man, as the principal of the servants of the Great Nongling Mansion, naturally knew some gossip about the flooding of the Yellow River.

It can be said without hesitation that this matter has become Liu Che's heart disease, but he has nowhere to solve it.

Moreover, when the Yellow River first began to flood, people who came to Chang'an from all counties across the country every year could line up from the Yang Palace to the Changxin Palace.

The result? It's just an incompetent person who cries and thieves!

Now that Bai Mingzhe claims that he has a strategy to control the river, he naturally does not believe it.

If you don't believe it, he still stretched out his right hand, and the tips of his thumb, index finger, and middle finger were facing each other, and gently crushed it, "You want to see the big farmer's order, do you have a famous post?" The gift of visiting? ”

Bai Mingzhe smiled bitterly, "Mr. doesn't know, the kid has been poor since he was a child...... Can I make up for it later? ”

"Huh? Dare to knock on the door of Jiuqing's mansion without the gift of visiting? After hearing this, the middle-aged man was even more disgusted.

He rolled up his sleeves, waved his hand away, and said mockingly: "Heh, the strategy to control the river? The Jiuqing above the court and many ministers of 2,000 stones have never had a good strategy to govern the river. Quickly retreat, don't bother Jiuqing Mansion! ”

Bai Mingzhe did not get angry, but his face became more respectful, he bent over, his posture remained unchanged, and he said again: "Although the kid is poor and young, his strategy for governing the river is the first in the world!" Please help me report it, if the big farmer thinks that the kid is a traitor, the kid is willing to be punished. ”

"! The Great Farmer Order will not see you! The middle-aged man scolded and scolded, since there was no benefit, he was too lazy to continue talking nonsense, and closed the door directly.

"Gaga...... Boom! ”

Helpless, Bai Mingzhe had no choice but to knock on the door again.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

The heavy knock on the door was like a twilight drum at the end of the evening, and it was majestic.

......The vermilion wooden gate was once again opened.

This time, it was not only the middle-aged man who came out, but also four soldiers wearing cloth armor rushed out.

"Boom, boom! Boom Boom! ”

The soldiers held their horse lances and surrounded Bai Mingzhe, their eyes full of murderous intent.

And the people who like to watch the excitement also gradually gathered at this time, making this place a place for a while, and at the same time pointing, and the sound of "chirping" suddenly turned this place into a downtown area.

"Look, you are a person who doesn't know the height of the sky. Looking at the dress of this yellow-haired little er, it is clear that he intends to meet the big farmer order. Oh, how noble Jiuqing is, how can such a disheveled person be offended? ”

Some people disagree with this, "It's a bad word!" Gong Zheng treats people generously, if he makes a report, maybe this kid will be received. According to the contemptible people, he specified that he did not give Zhang Dingsai a few coins! ”

"Yes, I've heard for a long time that ordinary people who want to submit a name card must buy off this gatekeeper, and it seems that the rumors are true."

Zhang Ding, the bearded middle-aged man who had just talked to Bai Mingzhe, stood inside the gate with his hands on his chest, looking at this scene with a smile.

In the absence of officials and titles, he was watched by many people, and he enjoyed this feeling very much.

"Ahem!" Zhang Ding coughed lightly, tried to pretend to be majestic, stared at Bai Mingzhe with contemptuous eyes, and shouted loudly: "Boy, do you really regard this place as your mansion? Dare to make trouble in front of the Great Agricultural Order, it's really impatient! Today, the master is not in the house, so I will teach you a lesson for the master! ”

"Huh!" He waved his hand and shouted coldly: "Beat me hard!"

"No!" The four soldiers raised their horses in unison, and slashed them away with the wood of the horses.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

The sticks were as dense as raindrops, and they fell on Bai Mingzhe's weak body in unison.

Bai Mingzhe hurriedly squatted down, covered his head with his hands, and screamed, "Ah! Don't fight! Stop it! ”

Zhang Ding didn't have the slightest intention of making people stop, and shouted loudly: "Keep fighting, don't stop!"

"No!"

The four soldiers again picked up their horses.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

This body was already weak because of long-term malnutrition, and now under such a dense stick attack, it naturally can't last long.

After a while, Bai Mingzhe's body became blue and purple, and two nosebleeds flowed out of his nostrils.

I don't know if it was anger or being beaten too badly, and the feeling of dizziness came to his mind.

He was furious, but he had no choice but to look up to the sky and sigh in the midst of the beating, "Wait! You deceive people too much! ”

I wanted to let people report it, and I was so ruthless. Can't you go in without money? What makes sense?

"Huh. If you insult you, what can you do? Zhang Ding triumphantly enjoyed this wonderful scene.

Bai Mingzhe was in a dizzy state, and subconsciously shouted, "Do you forget the princes and generals, and you would rather have a kind?" ”

Zhang Ding was slightly stunned, and then his face immediately turned hideous, and he roared viciously: "You are looking for death!"

With a wave of his hand, he ordered, "Fight!" Don't stop! Kill it! ”

The person in front of him wants to learn from Chen Sheng and Wu Guang, but he doesn't want to learn from Qin II! Killing intent swirled in Zhang Ding's eyes, and his anger had reached its peak.

Under the command, the strength of the four soldiers wielding their horse lances suddenly increased, "Bang! Bang! Bang! The sound is more dense.

"Ahhhh Bai Mingzhe wailed, and at the same time, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and under the mixture of grief and indignation, he roared out a poem to vent the resentment in his heart and the sadness that he had never met with Huaicai, "The Xuan Room seeks to visit the ministers, and Jia Shengcai is even more incoherent." Pity the front seat in the middle of the night, don't ask the common people to ask the ghosts and gods! ”

"Good! What a 'poor night in the middle of the empty seat, don't ask the common people to ask the ghosts and gods!' ’”

In the crowd of onlookers, a cheer suddenly sounded, and then a young man in Hanfu dressed as white as snow walked out of the crowd. Behind him, there were five or six other tribes with swords.

Looking at Bai Mingzhe, who was covered in bruises, the young man frowned and shouted, "Stop!"

Zhang Ding looked at the comer, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

But he concealed it well, and his disdain was fleeting, and then he bowed his hand and said with a grin: "The villain has seen the waiter."

The young man in Hanfu glanced at him coldly, "Why do you want people to beat innocent people?" ”

Zhang Ding has been in Chang'an for many years, and he did not panic at all under the interrogation, pointed to Bai Mingzhe, who was almost unconscious on the ground, and explained with a smile, "I don't know that this person has spread wild in front of the Great Agricultural Order many times, and dares to insult Your Majesty." ”

He clenched his fists with both hands, raised them high, and respectfully pointed at the position of Weiyang Palace, and said: "In order to maintain Your Majesty's Holy Venerable, the villain specially asked people to teach this son a lesson!"

The Hanfu youth snorted coldly, "Hmph! This official knows a little about literature, and this son is a talented person! The sentences he recited casually are not under the "Book of Songs" and "Chu Ci", I am sure! Do you have any objections? ”

"Since the waiter is interceding for this son, the villain naturally doesn't want to say anything." Zhang Ding lowered his head, and his tone was more or less mocking, "It's just that the villain reminds you that you don't have to recall the past, the lives of lowly people are worthless!" The lives of the lowly people in the world cannot be saved! ”

"Humph! You don't need to do that! The Hanfu youth's eyes narrowed, and the killing intent sprouted.

Thinking of his current situation, he immediately put the murderous intent in his stomach, waved his hand, and said, "Come on, take this kid back to the house and take care of his injuries."

"No!"

Too lazy to talk nonsense with Zhang Ding, the young man in Hanfu took Bai Mingzhe, who was almost unconscious, and walked away.

Zhang Ding shouted duplicitously, "The villain is sent to the servant!" ”

Then, he looked at the people around him with disdain, put his hands behind his back, and re-entered the mansion of the Great Nong Ling, as if nothing had happened today.

As for the tone of his conversation with the waiter, he didn't panic at all.

A boy who has been taken by His Majesty's grace and sister's care to sit in the middle of the seat is not worth mentioning!

In Dahan, bureaucrats without military merits are the most despised!

Military merit is the capital that walks sideways in officialdom!