Yakniu Mountain, because the mountain shape looks like a cow from a distance, and because there is a yak river under the mountain, it is called yakniu mountain. According to local vendors and porters, there are also celebrity tombstones in Gu'an, Shun Dynasty, on the mountain, so the tourism here is beginning to take shape.

But it still has to be climbed from hundreds of steps, no one dares to play with the cable car in this era, and when you walk into the Linfeng Pavilion, you can't help but sweat profusely, but Qing Meimei's handkerchief is wet several pieces.

Qin Keqing's perception of Luo Guoqi can be described as extremely disgusted, the latter's words and deeds in Wanping and what he did in Wanping already disgusted her, and as a female compatriot, he deeply sympathized with Chen Jingfu, and he was already disgusted with Luo Guoqi, an evil person. The position in my heart is that I am unswervingly on the side of my junior and younger brothers.

To say that she has a soft temperament, it is understandable, in the Red Mansion, Ruizhu and Baozhu are the insiders of Jia Zhen's dust, but Qin Keqing didn't do anything to them, if it was replaced by Wang Xifeng: I don't have to say, let's strike first and destroy it.

This softness is also reflected at this moment: no matter how hateful the enemy is, she doesn't want her junior brother to be hurt, but if her junior brother is in the limelight, she also feels honored, but she can't take the premise that the situation is not good.

The shade outside the Linfeng Pavilion is dense, even a little gloomy, the breeze blows the leaves, rustles, and there are stalls of porters and merchants at intervals up and down the mountain road. The sky is clear and clear, the wind is harmonious, the high friends are full, the water is flowing, looking up at the universe, looking down on the prosperity of the category, there is really no lack of Wei and Jin demeanor, Yan Zhao is bold.

Several people have seen each other, Qin Keqing, Ruizhu, and Baozhu are far away, at this time, Gu'an Tongsheng and Xiucai all know Jia Zili, and they are competing to see the true face, and through each other's name lists, Luo Guoqi intentionally or unintentionally guided the composition of poems, and said that Jia Cong "has no vain under the fame", and intends to use Gu'an Shengren to pressure him.

This kind of thing Jia Cong can ignore it, but it is to offend other children and talents in Gu'an, but it is not good, look up and don't look down, when you come to the Japanese government to try to see these people, Jia Cong is quite bored, and comes back and asks: "Senior sister, do you want to do it?" ”

"It's your business whether you do it or not." Qin Keqing was coquettish: "Why do you ask me." ”

"It's not that I don't have an idea, I just want to ask if you want to be angry with him." Jia Cong whispered, and Qin Zhong pouted again: "Of course I did, slap him in the face, how can this kind of person be worthy of his sister, he does a lot of evil, he beats him once, and he is happy once." ”

Qin Keqing was speechless, just chuckled, and Jia Cong turned back there and nodded. Luo Guoqi has not written poetry and eight shares for several years since he became a lawyer, and he has dropped out of school like a whetstone. united these people, but Luo Guoqi's reputation and face were extraordinary, and there were people in five states and nineteen counties who gave him face.

Those people each made a poem, all beyond Luo Guoqi's last work, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone were transferred to Jia Cong's hands, and under the gaze of the two groups of people, Jia Cong wrote with a stroke of the pen, with a majestic face and a square structure:

The vast and sorrowful day is slanting, and the whip points to the end of the world.

Falling red is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers.

As a traverser, Jia Cong adheres to the shameless nature of these traversers: plagiarists are not ashamed of plagiarism, but are proud. The famous work of Gong Zizhen, a famous literati in the late Qing Dynasty, has been a jinshi among this person. In today's Shun Dynasty, what are Tongsheng and Xiucai, that is, lifting people and jinshi, even if they are not crushed, they are enough to laugh proudly.

Those Tong Sheng Xiu stopped talking, discussing in a low voice, and from time to time they looked around, as if they were comparing the poem with Jia Cong himself, and some Tong Sheng said: "This poem is very powerful......

"Not only is there strength, the strength penetrates the back of the paper, and no one of us can compete."

You Xiucai sighed: "Everyone's demeanor, the name of Jia Prodigy, the name is worthy of the name, senior brother, I am ashamed......"

Luo Guoqi's face was gloomy, and he promised a few words in a vain and wrongful manner, and everyone dispersed, and without the official here, he tore off his disguise: "Jia Zili, the text is like his person, the words are like his person, these two sentences are not applicable!" Not only is it a partial generalization, but it also puts the cart before the horse! Dong Qichang, calligraphy and painting are famous all over the world, and his character is extremely despicable, you must not follow in the footsteps of this person, I am kind to persuade you. ”

"Thank you for your kindness." Jia Cong smiled, laughing too perfunctorily.

Luo Guoqi was unhappy, his teeth rattled, and he said directly: "Don't be rampant!" Brother Luo Langzhong! ”

Jia Cong's smile became brighter and brighter: The costume version of "My dad is Li Gang"? What a despicable threat you have!

"Fortunately, I will be happy! My ancestors are now Rongguo Gong! Jia Cong retaliated with a tooth for a tooth.

Luo Guoqi was choked: No matter how big the official is in the examination of the merit, doesn't he want to salute when he sees Guogong? Biwencai? Crush! Than family background? Crush it like that! Crush you!

Some people may think that the ancient student struggles and political struggles were so lofty, but in fact, this is wrong. Throughout the Ming and Qing dynasties, the essence of the struggle of officials and students is the same as that of local ruffians and hooligans: this is my territory, get out of here, that is my mountain, kill me. The difference is that the tools used, the excuses are different, that's all.

There were too many such officials and Confucian scholars in the Ming and Qing dynasties: they did everything except good things, and they wanted everything except their faces.

The taste of the sage book has changed, benevolence, righteousness and morality are used to eat people, and the sages not only teach you how to live, but also teach you how to die, and die so that you think you are glorious and have no regrets.

There are fewer than a thousand cups of wine for a confidant, and there are more than half a sentence without speculation, Luo Guoqi broke up unhappily, Jia Cong did not have much emotional fluctuations from beginning to end, they scattered, and the poems fell into the hands of Senior Sister Keqing.

In the fruitful golden autumn of September, Liu Yuxi dared to say, "I say that autumn is better than spring", especially when the residual flowers have withered into mud and the yellow leaves have withered, Qin Keqing said: "Falling red is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers...... The prosperity of the world is heartbreaking. ”

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It is to walk to the moat at night, the supper is not banned, the market has been very developed in ancient times, there are seventy-two towns in Suzhou only in the Ming Dynasty, the northerners call it "set", such as Chaoyangmen set, the southerners call it "market". Guangxi, Guangdong on the street is called "take advantage of the market", Yunnan, Guizhou, Fujian, Jiangxi and Hunan some places are called "streets", daily food and clothing, everything. The stalls are ten miles away, and the people are in the town.

Jia Cong heard that the people in the community said that the repair of the Yongding River had achieved results, and it was the county magistrate who gave an order to carnival in the whole city, ordering the production of lanterns, fireworks, and firecrackers, and celebrating in a big way.

At the moment, the fireworks at the head of the city are bright, blooming in the night sky in a radial shape, the barefoot naughty boy covers his ears with his hands, firecrackers are lit in front of the door and at the fork in the road, crackling, dispeling ghosts and gods, evil, and more people and women put lotus lanterns in the river.

As soon as Jia Cong and his entourage arrived at the Ximen Market, they were infected by the atmosphere and laughed, and some people took the lead in sending flower baskets: "Let's send Gongzi's things." ”

"You're welcome, you're welcome." Jia Cong received a gift in return, the flower basket was only a local specialty, but what he gave was a precious thing from a wealthy family, how dare those people accept it.

Qin Zhong was fascinated, Qin Keqing was opening the sedan curtain to watch, laughing out of the pear vortex, at this time, Fang Zheng spoke, every household lit the lantern, there was no sound, but you could have a premonition of the rhythm: boom, the lanterns lit up one after another, illuminating the whole city as bright as day, the moat suddenly turned into a fire dragon, a round of the moon hung high in the east, flying colors and condensation, beautiful like a dream.

"On New Year's Eve last year, the flower market lights were like day, the willows were on the moon, and people were about to ...... after dusk" Qin Keqing put down the curtain, and the city was cheering, and this scene was eternal.