Ten years in Shaoxing, Lin'an, Kyoto.

The dawn rain is dark, and the spring sorrow is connected to the yuan. According to the practice of the Song Dynasty, from the beginning of stepping into the wax moon, children from all families teach to write peach charms, under the stove in front of the gods, offering flowers and drinking water, soft crisp beans, and not sleeping all night. Firecrackers are driven in the market, the lights are like dragons, and taking advantage of the warm day and the mud and snow melt and half disappear, various poetry clubs have also quietly been active. At this time, ten spring and autumn have passed since the three years of the Jianyan rebellion, ten years of Song and Jin peace talks, moved the capital to Lin'an, Hui Taoist since that night after leaving to go to Beijing, the rivers and lakes rumored, Chunyangzi and Xiaoyaozi in the palace fighting for forty-nine days, the two at the same time exhausted Xia lifted up. Since then, the Song family has lost a Mr. Xiyi who is good at numerology. And the little orphan in that remote valley has been able to live safely to this day, and he is already seventeen years old this year.

Li Bai, this name was taken when the master accepted him as an apprentice. Before the age of five, the family only called him by his nickname, and in that valley village where he didn't know a word, he briefly became a simple farmer who was his father and mother in this life, nothing more than calling some dog eggs, and the name of the dog was left to feed. In his previous life, he died in a car accident, and he only remembered hitting a truck head-on, and when he closed his eyes and opened his eyes, he became an infant baby. Song Dynasty, Lin'an, Zhao Gou, Qin Yu, Yue Fei...... Familiar history, but there are always some differences, the history before the Song Dynasty and what I know can't be said to be not at all, it can be said that it has nothing to do with it...... As for why Chunyangzi Lu Dongbin accepted himself as an apprentice, it may be related to his birth, and the second is the bizarre 'plague' in the valley, although my sister-in-law has always refused to talk about it, but sooner or later I will find out.

"Li Bai, you will go shopping in the royal street in a while. Today's poetry meeting, it is said that Master Li of Fan Lou and Wu Zhixian of Tianxiang Lou are fighting, you go and see what good poems there are, copy them back and listen to them. ”

"Sister, why don't you go together, you will support me every Chinese New Year." has lived together for more than ten years, Li Bai is more willing to call her sister than calling Li Qingzhao's sister-in-law, Li Qingzhao also readily accepts, and has always called him his distant cousin to the outside world, which is better to hide it.

"No, remember to take more money, taste everything that is delicious, and drink less." After Li Qingzhao finished speaking, he went back to the bedroom.

Who has abandoned leisure for a long time, every time spring comes, the melancholy is still there.

He left during the Chinese New Year, in order to save himself.

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Lin'an City is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and is extremely prosperous. The city is scaly and tile, the household registration is complicated, the residential houses are high, the eaves are connected one after another, and there is no space in every inch. How prosperous was Lin'an during the Song Dynasty? The whole Hangzhou Street, the business is day and night, after the night three or four drums, the tourists on the street gradually disperse, and wait until the five drums and bells ring, the premature crowd is crowded the street again.

Li Bai took the silver money, tasted Fanlou along the royal street, and was familiar with the road. Master Li of Fan Lou is a good word, and Li Qingzhao is a word master, so Li Bai has been a frequent visitor to Fan Lou since he was a child, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he himself is a little fan of Master Li on weekdays.

"Xiaobai, Xiaobai. Here, here. ”

Although Li Bai is only seventeen this year, he is already seven or eight feet tall, and he is handsome, so he was recognized as soon as he entered Fanlou. Calling Xiaobai was naturally Master Li, she came down from the corner of the stairs, followed by many talented people invited to the banquet, and at this time she was preparing to go to Fengyue Tower to fight together.

"Sister Qingzhao still refuses to come? If she is in charge, who dares to write lyrics on the other side, there is no need to compare. ”

"The weather hasn't warmed up recently, and my cousin is not in good health, so let me cheer up the teacher."

"It's also very good for Xiaobai to come, besides, you are with Sister Qingzhao all day long, reading and dyeing, and you will help me make a few poems when you are interested." After speaking, without waiting for Li Bai to answer, he pulled him and a group of talented people to Fengyue Tower.

Fengyue Building, and Fan Building and Tianxiang Building are only one street away. It is a famous restaurant in Beijing, the building is three floors high, there are five in total, or connected or relative, the scale is very large, very luxurious. On weekdays, Fengyue Building is dedicated to entertaining dignitaries, and there is a special wing room for female dependents upstairs. Talented people from all walks of life often come here to feast and be proud.

The restaurant in the city is high to the sky, and the cooking dragon is rich and fresh. Gongsun got off the horse and smelled drunk, and he did not hesitate to spend thousands of dollars on a drink.

Recruit distinguished guests, lead high sages, and sing the orchestra upstairs. All kinds of beautiful things are cherished and shameful, and the railings on all sides are painted eaves.

As the saying goes, there are many literati high-rollers who spend thousands of dollars, and they are gluttonous.

Fengyue Building can have today's reputation, in fact, a large part of the reason is still due to today's fighting. Every year on the eve of Chinese New Year's Eve, the behind-the-scenes boss of Fengyue Tower, Lin'an's Fulin family, will spend a lot of money to banquet the famous prostitutes of Jingshi, and the talents will swing here, and the final winner is this year's Lin'an recognized flower queen. In the past two or three years, only Li Shishi of Fan Lou and Wu Zhixian of Tianxiang Lou can enter the finals.

Wu Zhixian is a famous prostitute who has only become popular in the past two years in the Gao Ya of Taiwei Mansion, and it is said that the two have known each other as early as Bianjing. When others talk about her, at most because of the complicated relationship between the Taiwei Mansion behind her, she is naturally a few grades lower than Master Li, who has been famous since she was a child. But no matter when, there are indispensable scholars who tend to be inflammatory, and it is said that today Gao Yanei asked someone to invite Liu Zihui, who is quite famous in Lin'an, to sit in charge. Liu Zihui's fame is naturally greater than the few people who can be invited by Master Li, but fortunately, everyone is a young person, if there is no preparation in advance, just write poems casually, the gap is difficult to measure.

While laughing, the two talented and beautiful women sat down one after another. This was followed by all kinds of greetings, and the two sides were talented and ten, although they are now hostile to each other, but the personal relationship on weekdays is also good. Liu Zihui rarely participated in this kind of poetry meeting, and the Lin family also specially introduced it, and Master Li also stood up and saluted him when he heard the voice, saying that he had admired the name for a long time. Li Bai just gave his hand: "Fortunately." After all, for him, he read too many Tang poems and Song lyrics in his previous life, and there is a sister at home who is a word for everyone. Instead of listening to these disease-free moans that are only pretentious, it is better to take a few more bites. When the two sides got to know each other, the singers arranged in advance by Fengyue Lou appeared one after another, and the long-sleeved dancers were staggered, and everyone occasionally made a few good works when they were in full poetry.

The wine is three rounds, the dishes are over five flavors, and the atmosphere of the poetry meeting is stronger. The people present are all famous literati in Lin'an City, and they all prepared early a week before the poetry meeting, and they also have one or two good works in their hands. Here, Master Li just sang a song about Nujiao, and Wu Zhixian chanted a song about Jiangnan, and the two sides came and went, so it was not lively. In fact, every year the poetry will be beaten, and there will be several masterpieces that have been passed down for a hundred years. Liu Zihui was in the limelight because of his participation in this poetry meeting, and his fame surpassed that of several talents on the same level as him for a while. When the spring breeze is proud, it is the beauty on the side, and it is inevitable that there will be a sense of the same force of heaven and earth sometimes.

Thinking like this in their hearts, Liu Zihui and Wu Zhixian whispered. Wu Zhixian got up and walked to the front of the poetry meeting, and said: "Every year, the poetry will be fought thanks to Fengyuelou, and the son of Zihui has just specially composed a poem for Fengyuelou. ”

"Liang Yuan sings and dances, and the wine is like a knife to relieve sorrow. I remember how happy it is, and the lights go to the moon tower in the middle of the night. “

After reading this poem, everyone looked at the other side with amazement and admiration. Master Li gently recited the poem in his mouth, subconsciously glanced at Liu Zihui, and then said to Wu Zhixian with a smile: "Congratulations sister, I'm afraid that the head of this year's Oiran is none other than you, Zihui is a talented child, and my sister is afraid that it will be better than the general." ”

Liu Zihui sat opposite and smiled without saying a word, but the next moment he glanced at Master Li and his party, and finally his eyes stayed on Li Bai, and said with a smile: "Brother Li, since you came to this poetry meeting, I'm afraid you didn't come empty-handed, right?" It is said that Brother Li has been living with Yi'an Jushi since he was a child, and he is said to be a cousin, and the relationship is more like half a teacher and a student. Why don't you leave a masterpiece in Brother Li's poetry today, which is not only to make me famous, but also to let me wait to see the demeanor of Yi'an Jushi, how about it? ”

Liu Zihui's voice is not high, but the words are just right for people's ears. Suddenly the banquet exploded, although Li Qingzhao was disheartened since the five-word quatrain, and no poems have been born since then, but in Lin'an, in terms of fame, the real everyone is none other than her.

Li Bai shook his head, got up and said with a smile: "Although my cousin also teaches me some on weekdays, Brother Liu's poem is already a good work. ”

"Li Gongzi, the slave family is fair, this is your fault." Wu Zhixian said with a smile, "When the talented son Hui Gongzi mentions Yi'an Jushi, everyone really admires it, and before coming here, the slave family has heard a lot of rumors, saying that although Gongzi is her cousin, you are also a person who does not learn and has no skills, and sells his reputation and reputation, and uses the name of Yi'an Jushi to coax his sister all day long." Seeing each other today, Guan Gongzi's bearing is extraordinary, and the slave family does not believe it. Although the article is a natural success, but Childe only needs to write a random poem today, and the rumors are self-defeating, isn't it happy? ”

Li Bai saw that she was serious, but she also laughed.

"In short, today's famous talents in Lin'an are gathered here, and there are teachers and Zhixian girls to accompany them. Brother Li don't shirk it, if you don't do well in the end, the other sister will blame it, and my brother will explain it clearly to the other sister, and you will not be punished at all. ”

As soon as Liu Zihui finished speaking, there was another whisper below.

"Brother Li, just make a song, I won't laugh if I make a bad job."

"Hindered? Is it in vain that he can be taught by the Yi'an layman? ”

"Little white boy, I left a masterpiece today, and I will read it with the teacher and the girl in the future, and it will be an honor to read it."

"Isn't it because you look down on the talented people here?" Wu Zhixian muttered, speaking slowly and logically, and showing a harmless face.

"Arrogance."

"Presumptuous."

"It seems that it is true that you don't learn and don't know how to do it."

"It must be the one who sells fame and fame."

Li Bai's face suddenly turned cold, and then the corners of his mouth pulled an arc. Sure enough, whether it was the Song Dynasty or not, this Gao Yanei was a bad ruffian. Regardless of whether he writes poetry today or not, or whether he writes it in general, tomorrow Liu Zihui will step on the four words of Yi'an Jushi to become famous, which is really a good calculation.

Master Li was a little overwhelmed by the aggressiveness of Wu Zhixian and others for a while, and he was about to speak, but Li Bai grabbed the cuff with one hand and said lightly: "I can't write poems, but when I left, my cousin instructed that Miss Zhixian's hometown is in Bianjing, and she moved all the way to Lin'an. ”

Li Bai looked around, walked straight to a bookcase, and picked up a pen.

Boom

He was unhappy in his heart, and he wrote quickly. After a short time to write, he handed the rice paper to Master Li's hand, and said: "Listen to the teacher and girl, I came today to eat and drink together, and I left first when I was full of food and drink at this time." ”

Master Li nodded.

Li Bai walked out a few meters away and patted his forehead again and said, "I forgot to congratulate Senior Sister, this year's Lin'an Oiran Sister deserves it." Then he stopped and strode away.

"Trick yourself into the truth, know that the ugly thing is exposed, and use this to slip away."

"It must have been done by Yi'an Jushi before, and we must have heard it."

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After a short period of noise, Wu Zhixian looked at Master Li, who had seen the rice paper, with a look of surprise and couldn't help frowning.

What happened later is unknown, but it is said that after Master Li read the poem left by Li Bai that night, Wu Zhixian, Liu Zihui and others had extremely ugly faces. An hour later, a poem with the inscription Lin'an Mansion spread all over the big and small poetry meetings:

Outside the mountain, when will the West Lake sing and dance?

The warm wind smokes the tourists drunk, and makes Hangzhou Bianzhou.