Chapter 5 Fart
"In March, save 2,000 ...... of silver" Yan Jiannian pondered for a moment, then stroked his beard and asked, "Could it be that there is business in the family?" ”
Thinking of this, he had a vague regret in his heart, after all, the way of the merchant is a small road, and the Chen Xingzhi in front of him does not mention how to learn, but his words are clear, if he can step into the official career, he may be able to throw a swimming fish into the current backwater-like court.
"There's no business at home." Chen Xian grinned.
When Yan Jian heard this, he was a little happy in his heart, and he shook his head again: "That little friend's talent must be famous." ”
Yan Jian's question pointed directly at Chen Xian's scar, and the latter could only rub his head in embarrassment, shook his head and said, "There have been." ”
Yan Jian frowned, but knew that if he asked the reason directly, it would be a great insult to the reader, so he smiled swayingly and said no more.
"I really have to go!" Chen Xian saw that Yan Jian was no longer talking, so he waved his hand and trotted all the way away from the same road.
"Daddy, it's strange that this person is right." Zixiao held Yan Jian's arm, looked up at the figure in the distance, and said with a smile: "There is no business at home, where did he get the ability to make such a windfall in March?" Moreover, his daughter felt that there was a loophole when she heard this, what makes everyone have a heart for pleasure, I don't agree with it! The ascetic monks in the mountains, as well as Yao Guangxiao, the prince of Rongguo who made miraculous achievements during the Jing Dynasty, are not people who are content with pleasures......"
Yan Jian knew that his daughter was raising the bar, so he shook his head and smiled, but did not speak.
After Zixiao finished saying these rebuttals, a trace of curiosity flashed in his eyes: "I don't know what this Chen Xingzhi's bet is?" ”
"Hmm." Yan Jian nodded absentmindedly, then raised his head and said, "My father wants to go to Fuxue." ”
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It was already dark and transparent, in front of the crowded Huancai Pavilion, the face of the little two in the running hall was frozen white, he held his arm in front of the door, shrunk his head and looked out, and suddenly saw a figure at the intersection, rubbed his eyes and saw that it was Chen Xian, who had frozen himself all day, and immediately ran upstairs: "Feng Niang, Feng Niang, Chen Xian is back......
"What's it called, didn't you see any guests downstairs!" Feng Niang pushed open a crack in the window without replying, looked down, and saw Chen Xian covered in dirt, with a lot of sawdust on his hair, and walked in towards the main door unconsciously.
"What is this kid doing again......" Feng Niang frowned and closed the window with her backhand.
As soon as Chen Xian entered the main hall of the Huancai Building, he regretted why he didn't walk a few more steps and came in through the back door, the scholar named Li Youqian was sitting on the verandah of the ring hall and drinking with the two scholars, and as soon as he came in, he was glanced at by Li Youqian's afterglow.
"Yo!" The flush on Li Youqian's face spread to his neck, obviously he had drunk a lot, at this moment he shook and stood up with the railing, raised his hand and pointed at Chen Xian, opened his mouth and sneered: "Isn't this Chen Dacai, why is he so embarrassed, could it be that he went to the dock to move goods?" ”
If you are allergic to alcohol and drink like this, sooner or later you will die of drinking.
Chen Xian flashed this thought viciously, but he didn't want to conflict with the other party here, so he glanced at Li Youqian, who looked like a little red man, and raised his feet to walk out.
Li Youqian drank in this ring building today, because he lost face by falling a dog and eating in front of everyone yesterday, and today he recruited two classmates to drink and vent, who knew that a few pots of wine went down, and he actually saw Chen Xian who tripped himself up yesterday.
Thinking about it again, Chen Xian's guy has obviously lost his reputation, and now he dares to come to Huancai Building, he must be going to find Lu Xiaochai, and his heart suddenly became more and more angry.
He immediately took advantage of the strength of the wine, walked down from the ring corridor quickly, blocked in front of Chen Xian and said, "Chen Xingzhi, did I tell you to leave?" ”
Chen Xian took him around like a wall, raised his feet and left.
"Shaft dares!" Li Youqian saw that he was treated as air, and suddenly glared: "This son told you to stop." ”
Chen Xianyi frowned, stood impatiently, and said lightly: "If there is a fart, release it quickly." ”
Li Youqian was stunned by Chen Xian's words, and subconsciously wanted to scold, but saw that there were many guests in the hall, some of whom were noble, thinking that it would be indecent if he was mad in public, so he raised his head: "My son and Ziguan and Muduan two friends came here today to chant poems and enjoy the snow, and when I saw you passing by, I thought about the feelings of my classmates in the old days, and wanted to care about one or two, is it wrong?" ”
Li Youqian has been making trouble for himself because he has admired Lu Xiaochai for a long time, but he has never seen him, and he, a poor scholar, has captured the heart of a beautiful woman.
If it's just that, it's just that, but the former owner of this body likes to brag and show off this affair, and every time he mentions it in Li Youqian's ear, it naturally makes the latter hate out of jealousy.
"That's right." Chen Xian said casually, and said secretly in his heart: I believe that you have a ghost.
"That's good!" Li Youqian pretended to flick his sleeves quite generously, and then bowed his head to the guests on the surrounding corridor one by one: "Shicai is a reckless and noisy, which makes you laugh." ”
Then he changed his tone: "In order to apologize, since my classmates and other classmates have gathered in this romantic place today, it is natural that we want each of us to mention a song and give it to Miss Xiaochai, so that she will choose the best one of them to sing and add some elegance to you." ”
"Okay—" There was a chorus of echoes all around.
In this era, when it comes to Qinglou, it is always impossible to avoid the story of talented and beautiful women; When it comes to talented and beautiful women, it is natural that they can't avoid the beautiful talk of talented people writing poems and lyrics, and beautiful women singing in a low voice.
Huancailou can stand out in Hangzhou, the land of fireworks, and this year's fame has been the first of the four green buildings, part of the reason is that there is a great talent named Shen Yu, who once mentioned the next sentence in this place: "When you come, a hundred wreaths in front of the corridor, and the first month of the river will be returned." Since then, the bustard's mother Feng Niang has used the word Huancai in the poem to change the name of the Qinglou.
At this time, the guests heard that someone was going to compose lyrics in public, and they also wanted to ask Oiran Lu Xiaochai to play and sing in person, and they immediately became excited.
"But the little hairpin girl is said to be unwell, and it is inconvenient to meet guests now!" Suddenly, someone poured cold water.
Li Youqian pretended to smile freely, and said, "Everyone, if the little hairpin girl is really sick, it doesn't matter if she doesn't sing." But if we wait for the words to be exquisite, maybe the little hairpin girl will also be overjoyed and come ill? ”
"Makes sense!" Again, the crowd chimed in.
"Good!" Chen Xian also clapped his palms in agreement, and then walked and said, "Then you guys have fun, I still have something to do, take the first step." ”
"Huh!" Li Youqian grabbed Chen Xian: "Brother Chen, why is he so anxious, it's better to drink a few glasses of water and wine before leaving." ”
Li Youqian naturally has his own calculations in his heart, although this Chen Xian has taken the examination for a show of fame, but he only knows how to study, and although the poems he makes are more than neat, they have no sense of beauty.
And this word in my belly, but I got it by chance after months of thinking and meditating at home. When the time comes, as soon as the two words are compared, he can naturally comfort Chen Xian with the attitude of a successful person: Brother Chen, if you have been dismissed from your reputation or a good thing, you are not this material.