That Xu Aicai saw that he was a frequent visitor here, and he directly ordered the old bustard: "Go, go and clean up the young master's seat." Good wine and good food are all beckoned, find a few more beauties, this young master is going to feast on his confidants today! ”

Jiang Lan didn't know that he had just met the other party, how could he become a confidant? But seeing that the other party was so enthusiastic, he didn't have much to say.

The three of them went up to the second floor, where there were many small cubicles surrounded by screens and gauze tents, and Xu Aicai's private seat was in it. This private seat is leaning against the fence, and on the carved railing, you can see the entire dusty building.

The three of them sat down in turn, and the waiter's servant made fragrant tea for the three of them. In the room, the fragrance of tea is overflowing.

Not long after they sat down, the food and wine were brought by the servants, and the bustard also brought several beauties. These women are all wearing heavy makeup, and their eyes and eyebrows are full of spring.

Some of them were familiar with the love of wealth, and as soon as they entered the house, they immediately posted them. The woman put one slender hand on Xu Aicai's shoulder, and the other hand shook the fan, fanning out bursts of fragrant wind. She said coquettishly: "Young Master Xu, you haven't been here these days, you want to destroy the slave family!" ”

Xu Aicai's chubby face blossomed, and his two eyes narrowed into two slits: "Young master, I'm not busy these days!" No, as soon as I came back, I immediately came to see you, a beauty. ”

When the other women saw that Jiang Lan was dressed richly, they knew that this person was Young Master Xu's honored guest. When even the two of them shouted "official", and then sat down next to Jiang Lan.

Although Jiang Lan has always regarded himself as a righteous man and a gentleman, he does not refuse to come at this moment. He immediately poured the wine and drank it with the woman who accompanied him.

Jiang Lan was at ease, but he made Liu Yinan worried. She has a daughter's family, how can she stand other women clinging to her. A woman dressed extremely charmingly saw that she was unaccompanied, so she immediately twisted her waist and walked over. Seeing this, Liu Yinan immediately got up and changed seats, and she smiled awkwardly at the woman: "Girl, it's good for you to sit there, just sit there......"

It's not the first time that the bewitching woman has seen a guest, but she didn't continue to entangle, but she guessed in her heart: this person may have something unspeakable, or a special habit......

Liu Yinan and the woman sat next to each other for a drink. I don't know if it's her illusion, she seems to see that Xu Aicai's gaze always sweeps over her intentionally or unintentionally. Coupled with the bewitching girl's greasy and crooked voice, it made her sweat coldly.

……

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, the three of them and the women who accompanied them were a little drunk.

Xu Aicai cranked the folding fan in his hand, and his fat head kept shaking: "There will be a group of people in the Chenfang Building, even the general will break his intestines!" Life is faster than this! Brother Jiang, are you right? ”

Jiang Lan didn't drink much, and he was already a little drunk at this time. He pointed at Xu Aicai, and said vaguely: "Yes, in reason!" However, the master wants more than that! ”

"Oh? What about what Brother Yi Jiang saw? ”

Jiang Lan didn't answer, he was sitting next to the carved railing. He turned his head to look downstairs along the railing, and saw that in the hall downstairs, there was a white wall that had been slowly inscribed. Under the wall, a scholar was writing something with a pen.

"Get pen and ink!" He said as he got up and went downstairs. Xu Aicai and Liu Yinan also guessed his thoughts, so they also followed.

Qinglou has always been a good place for literati and ink writers to chant poems and guide the country. In this Xiangyang City, there are the largest number of dusty buildings, so there are also the most literati gathered here. There are even some literati who make a living by writing lyrics and songs for the Qinglou Kabuki.

Jiang Lan walked to the wall of the inscription poem and found an empty place, and a small servant had already brought pen and ink.

At this time, the scholar's inscription had been completed. As soon as the spectators saw Jiang Lan and others coming here, they immediately gathered around. They were chirping, most of them discussing Jiang Lan's ugly appearance.

Jiang Lan didn't pay attention to it, only to see him point some ink with a pen in one hand, and then with a big stroke of the pen, he used ink on the white wall to express his chest:

The west wind passes, the yellow sand is covered with heroic bones, leaving only the heroes to be sad.

The waves are exhausted, the blood of Qin Feng and Han has gone, and the glorious temples are all rotten.

I wanted to serve the country and the world, but I couldn't get caught in the rivers and lakes.

Not only abandon the green forest from the horses, but also meet the grass with the beautiful woman.

The crown listened to the piano for the rest of his life, but he didn't wake up from a dream.

I don't know that the thunder rises during the day, and the remnants of the fragrance are difficult to stop crying.

Jiangdong goes, guests go west, lonely geese fly, flowers drift away.

The evil karma of the light knife has not been cut off, and the heavy hatred is difficult to settle.

Carving the bow on his back, lifting the wind, if he has to step into the Lingxiao Palace, he will definitely cut the bright moon and shatter the stars!

This poem writes all about his experiences since he came down the mountain. His joys and sorrows and full of enthusiasm were all carried by him on the tip of his pen and written on the wall.

The surrounding spectators read out his poems, and some people applauded immediately.

Some people were frightened into a cold sweat, and he pointed to the poems on the wall and said: "You, you dare to needle this poem!" You don't want to die! ”

Another spectator on the side immediately reminded: "Shhh Don't you see? He came with Master Xu! ”

……

The visitors were gossiping, but Jiang Lan didn't pay attention to it, only to see that he had finished writing a poem and hadn't stopped. Instead, he picked up the pen and inscribed another poem next to it:

Last night, Yizhou came to the west, and now Xiangyang enters the cloud pavilion.

If he mentions 30,000 armor a day, he will drive the wolf to recover the mountains and rivers!

After finishing the poem, Jiang Lan wanted to sign it again, although he was drunk, he still remembered that he had changed his name and disguise. So, under his two poems, he only wrote his surname - Jiang.

"Good!" Xu Aicai clapped his hands and walked over, "Brother Xiaoshui is good for pen and ink!" As he spoke, he grabbed Jiang Lan's shoulder.

Although Jiang Lan was a little disgusted with the other party's actions, he did not directly push him away. He flicked his pen and put it still on the ground: "Brother Xu has won the award...... It's really hard to get up to the bottom of this bit of ink......"

"Hehe, brother, you are too humble! Come on, let's go up and continue to drink and have fun. As Xu Aicai spoke, he helped Jiang Lan to walk upstairs.

Liu Yinan stood in place, frowning and looking at the poems on the wall - there are many people like him who are satirizing the government in the poems, and most of them are poor scholars who are unambitious. But they are sarcastic, but no one has ever dared to say it so explicitly.

His sentence "The glorious temple is rotten" directly scolded the entire court. And the last sentence "cut the bright moon and shatter the stars", if you have the heart to interpret it, it is simply a rebellious word!

Liu Yinan shook his head, chuckled and said, "Even if this kid still has a bit of a head, his signature is 'Jiang'." Otherwise, if the group of civil officials knows, even if his father does his best to protect him, he will not be able to escape death......"

She sighed, then turned and went upstairs.

……

Late at night, Liu Yinan helped Jiang Lan and walked on the road outside the city.

Liu Yinan didn't drink much, and his mind was still very sober, but Jiang Lan was as drunk as a mud. Without Liu Yinan's support, he would not have been able to walk.

"You bastard! Why do you want to go back to camp! The green building is full of girls, isn't it good to get drunk with the surname Xu and fall in the gentle township? Liu Yinan couldn't stop complaining. She put one of Jiang Lan's arms on her shoulder and supported him with great difficulty.

"Hey...... Master, master is a decent man...... How can it be ...... Vomit! Before he could finish his sentence, he vomited.

Fortunately, Liu Yinan hid in time and was not vomited by him. She pinched her nose with disgust, and slapped Jiang Lan's back with her other hand.

Jiang Lan spit it out, and immediately felt much more comfortable...... He looked at Liu Yinan with a smile: "Hehe...... Thank you ha......"

Liu Yinan helped Jiang Lan up: "Miss Ben was drunk and taken care of by you once before...... This time, it should be regarded as returning your previous favor. ”

"Hehe," Jiang Lan smiled, he felt much clearer after he vomited, "Can you accompany the master to the mound over there to blow the wind?" ”

"Well, Miss Ben is up to you."

The two of them came to the mound. Jiang Lan sat directly on the ground, and he raised his head to look at the bright moon in the sky.

The moonlight is shining brightly, and the breeze is just right.

Every night, Jiang Lan always likes to look at the bright moon in the sky. In the moon, familiar faces appeared one after another: father-in-law, master, and Wen Xun'er...... And his father and mother, whom he had never met......

In my imagination, my mother should be a gentle woman. Dad should be a strict father, just like his father-in-law, with a straight face all day long, and he doesn't smile.

"What are you thinking?" Liu Yinan saw Jiang Lan looking at the bright moon and asked curiously.

"The master is thinking about the past - my heart is like the bright moon, and the bright moon shines on the river...... Ouch, why are you beating the master? Before Jiang Lan finished speaking, he was hammered in the chest by Liu Yinan.

"Hey, I haven't groaned enough! Do you know that the one you just wrote is enough to be pulled out and cut eight hundred times! Liu Yinan gave him a blank look and said.

"Sir, take care of it! Whoever dares to touch the master, you have to ask our chopping wind first! Jiang Lan bragged while touching his back with one hand. He touched it for a long time, but he didn't touch anything. I remembered that I didn't carry a knife when I went out today......

"Haha......" Liu Yinan was amused by his funny appearance. She also sat down and sat next to Jiang Lan, watching the bright moon in the sky with him.

"Do you know that my mother told me since I was a child that those who die will become stars in the sky...... So, every time I miss my mother, I look at the sky alone. Liu Yinan said with a smile, looking carefully, but saw that there seemed to be tears in the corners of her eyes.

Jiang Lan had never seen Liu Yinan like this, and he said: "I didn't expect you crazy girl to have this side......"

Liu Yinan took a sip: "You bastard!" I won't comfort Miss Ben! ”

Jiang Lan paused for a moment: "Comfort? Is that so? As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and touched the top of Liu Yinan's head.

Liu Yinan looked at Jiang Lan coldly: "You are a child when this girl is a child!" ”

……

The two sat on the hill, arguing and making noise.