Poetry is like the wind, and it goes away.

Yishui, red candles, ocarina, and Sansheng stones, fluttering and shaking, sprinkled all over Luoyang.

It coincided with the examination of the science department, Li Ruochu opened the back door and achieved remarkable results, and there were more than 40,000 people in this examination, setting a historical record.

The scholars are the most dissolute, will try to be a matter of future and fate, the eastern capital Fengyue must not be appreciated, that is, it is the first, and it is not in vain to wade through mountains and rivers to come here, there are new songs and new musical instruments baked, how can they let go, call friends and companions, gather together, and chase Yishui Painting Boat into a holy land of Fengyue.

Yishui painting boat but in the courtyard of the city, the opposite, only receive six groups of guests every night, each group of guests is limited to half an hour, limited to 20 people, suspend the rest of the song and dance performances, only the ocarina plays on the three stones, the classic version is not corrected, and the imperial history of the old man saw and heard exactly the same, the price does not increase or decrease, but also does not accept the shouting price, there have been Sogdian merchants spend a lot of money, shouting out the high price of 10,000 yuan of money, to charter a night, by the Yishui painting boat sternly refused.

They don't raise the price, but no one appreciates it, the eastern capital is holding back a strong grievance, there is that violent temper, throwing knives and throwing dead chickens to the painting boat, making a day three shocks, Yishui painting boat released words, intending to learn the ocarina to play the Sansheng stone, can go to the painting boat to study during the day, to meet the warm expectations of the fathers and elders of the eastern capital.

As soon as the news came out, the entire Fang City in Yongfeng was boiling, in front of the Yishui Painting Boat, there were singers and singers who came to ask for advice during the day, and there were many scholars who came to patronize at night, and the team turned around, almost running through Luoyang City.

Yishui painting boat to teach skills is free, the reception of guests do not sit on the ground to raise the price, the name of benevolence and righteousness is well-known, that is, Yongfengli and Yishui peers, can not say the slightest bit is not, in contrast, the sale of ocarina and red candles of the merchant commission to operate the eggs, the price jumps a day, it is so expensive that people want to die, take advantage of this trend to earn money, most of them are handed over to these profiteers, the shopkeepers of the fireworks industry come out of the store every time, all of them are like mourning and taking a look.

After ten days, Luoyang was full of wind and rain, and there was a bleak story of a cool official pursuing a gate valve woman who could not, and the flow of people to and from Luoyang increased sharply, and the streets and alleys were rubbing shoulders and crowding more than three times.

Quan Ce drifted with the crowd, he was not in a good mood, the matter was so big, but Zhao Jun Li still did not react, Hou Sizhi tried to write a letter to the past, although he did not receive a scolding and ridicule without dirty words as usual, but he sank into the sea, and he couldn't say a word.

"Zhongcheng, please be relieved, just a small people, don't know the current affairs, don't care about it, when the scene is right, the lower officials will have a paper stamp, keep it so that they can't eat and walk around" The one who went shopping with him was the servant Shi Fu Youyi, who had recently moved closer to him, to the point of following the trend.

Quan Ce frowned and pricked up his ears to listen.

"Straight lady thief, this red candle seller must have died poor in his previous life"

"Into his mother, the one who sells the ocarina is really Sven scum, such elegant things are used for profit, what a fucking improper son"

"No, no, no, you don't buy it if it's too expensive, but the scolding doesn't seem to have his grandmother's upbringing, the ocarina can't afford it, the porcelain next to it is also very elegant, Shanshan is cute, buy a few, you will be able to please the old immortal"

……

The twitter is messy, and the scolding dog is bloody, but Quan Ce doesn't take it to heart, just look at these people with Confucian crowns, dressed as scholars, worried in their hearts, small and big, the number of scholars in this session is too much, and the quality is afraid that it is unacceptable, and it depends on how Li Ruochu ends.

Glancing at Fu Youyi, this guy is so tight-legged that he even inquired about his family's business, strolling away, Quan Ce's mind changed rapidly, the fire was not enough, and he had to find another opportunity to add firewood.

I don't know how long I walked, the sky was dim and low, Quan Ce stopped, looked around, raised his head, but saw an acquaintance, Luoyang scholar Ge Hui, who was on the second floor with a group of scholars of the same age, standing by the railing, exaggerating the text.

Seeing that he was dressed in civilian clothes and followed by strangers, Ge Yi just smiled and nodded, but did not say hello.

Quan Ce was overjoyed, walked upstairs quickly, and raised his voice, "Brother Ge, it's been a long time."

Ge Hui was a little surprised, and stepped forward, "Da Lang has some leisure?" Can you travel together? Seeing Quan Ce nodding, he introduced the two sides, "This is Quan Ce Quan Zhongcheng, these people are my same year."

When people heard about the identity of Quan Ce, they gathered around and bowed their hands to meet them, and the bustling scholars downstairs stopped when they heard the news, looked up, and the whole street seemed to be pressed by someone and solidified.

"Right Zhongcheng, in the next long admiration of the name, in the Cheng spotted talent, but cherish the ink like gold, since the Linjiang immortal, there is no full work to come out, since the helpless flowers fall, even a word will not be revealed, we are looking forward to Yin, such as a long drought only looking forward to Ganlin" downstairs many scholars, recommended a young scholar to come out to talk, its voice is like a golden stone, "today is destined to meet here, but also please give the ink treasure, in order to comfort life"

"Exactly, exactly, I heard that the Sansheng Stone was on the throne of the power, why not sing it"

The crowd responded.

Quan Ce smiled slightly, and waved his hand very greatly, "Thanks to the gentlemen's kindness, but the official is disrespectful, on the Sansheng Stone, there have been many poetry masterpieces first, I dare not write, but the author of the Sansheng Stone, Hou Yushi, is also worth singing, what do you think?" ”

"Exactly, the so-called sad person has no embrace, I have been friends with the infatuated Hou Yushi for a long time, and I only hate the fate of the side" The young scholar Lang Lang responded.

Quan Ce bowed his head slightly, it was really a good compliment, I saw him on the side of his figure, standing against the railing, looking up, with wide robes and big sleeves behind him, Fan Er got up, the literati were connected, just a slight movement, the effect was like an ebony shock, full of buildings and streets, staring, silent.

"Leaning on the dangerous building and the wind is fine, looking at the extreme spring sorrow, and the gloomy sky......" Quan Ce spit out the words, word by word, and chanted slowly.

Among the scholars below, there were some scholars who took a shortcut to try it, and they shook their heads when they heard it, and their mouths were also fragmented, "This surname is really powerful, and I read so many awkward words in one breath."

"That's it," his companion agreed, "Look at him, write a new poem, recite a poem with our masters, not much of a ball"

The small circle of these people was quickly locked by the eyes like knives and swords, and they were all trembling in fright, "This Wenhua is a big thing, Hugh is blasphemous"

Looking at the side again, it is not, some listen quietly, silently memorize, and some firmly believe that a good memory is not as good as a bad pen, and they copy on the ground, and they are so devout that they are a mess.

“…… I don't regret the gradual widening of the belt, and I will make people haggard for Yi"

The poem landed for a long time, silent, or the young scholar first came back to his senses, "I have heard that there are the words of the predecessors of the imperial history, listen to the three life stones, those who do not cry, birds and beasts, today I heard this word, those who are not moved, are not iron-hearted?" ”

"Love is deep and difficult to reward, how desolate the human heart is, Hou Yushi, the strange man in the real world"