"Zhang Qujiang!" Mingtang was shocked.

"What's wrong, Brother Ming?"

"It's nothing, I just don't know if you've ever heard of a person named Zhang Jiuling?"

"I am!." This time it was his turn to be shocked.

"Are you really Zhang Jiuling?" Mingtang didn't expect that some people from his previous life would also appear in this parallel time and space.

"Yes! I am Zhang Jiuling, because I am a native of Qujiang, Shaozhou, so I am also known as Qujiang, but the name Zhang Jiuling, I have never used it in Kyoto, how did Brother Ming know? Zhang Qujiang is also very puzzled, he has always used Zhang Qujiang as his name for the convenience of living in Kyoto, and has never told others his real name.

"Can you not know? Thunder. Mingtang muttered in a low voice, Zhang Jiuling was the prime minister of the heyday of the Tang Dynasty, and after his death, he was named the Duke of Literature, which was talked about in history class, and Mingtang was also interested in history.

"It made Brother Ming make fun of it, and he had to use a pseudonym as a last resort." Zhang Jiuling smiled.

"Actually, I'm not very frank, let's talk about it while we walk."

"Yes."

Yanhelou is a very interesting place, here is a "five-star" restaurant, there are several floors in the building alone, walk in magnificent, everywhere is inlaid with gold and jade, next to each table there will be a glamorous singer who is dressed in revealing clothes, and there are many people who are not Tang people, some Western style, some Nanyang beautiful shadows, and even have a special habit next to the fat girl skin color is like black carbon.

"Brother Ming, I thought that you were a person who didn't care about beauty like me, but I didn't expect you to be a person who likes to be sexual, it's really insulting!" Zhang Jiuling was a little angry when he saw the luxurious and erosive scene around him.

Mingtang explained: "You misunderstood, I didn't bring you here to take my sister, but this place is the highest place in Chang'an, you can see the highest scenery, what do you want, everything is a skeleton in your heart." ”

"But the saints have a discipline."

"But the Buddha also said that wine and meat passed through the intestines, and the Buddha kept it in his heart, and the words of the saint were put in the heart, not in the mouth."

"How come I haven't heard the Buddha say this?"

"There are so many words of the Buddha, how can you know every sentence, saying that you don't want to go in with me, is it because you have a ghost in your heart?" Mingtang plans to stimulate the law, not to say that the ancients can't stand the most unbearable to abide by the ancient rites.

"Where is the ghost, I have been familiar with "The Mean" and "Mencius" since I was a child, and I have been good at cultivating Haoran since I was literate, how can I be afraid of these ghosts, today I Zhang Jiuling will break into this Yanhe Building." Zhang Jiuling closed his eyes, took a long breath and made up his mind, and rushed into Yanhe Lou in one go, like a stunned young man, watching Mingtang laughing behind him.

Yanhe Building has a total of six floors, each floor is made of one hundred and eight rosewood with a diameter of half a zhang, the cost is very expensive, it is the highest place that can be reached outside the palace, it is said that there is a royal background behind Yanhe Building, otherwise it is impossible to open so big.

"You see, in this place, the whole Chang'an can be seen at a glance." Mingtang looked at him with intoxication.

In the evening, the golden sunset afterglow sprinkled on the entire Chang'an City, which is intoxicating.

"Yes, the imperial capital, Kyoto, and Chang'an are all its names, and it is like a mother, inclusive of all Chang'an residents." Zhang Jiuling also fell for this kind of beauty.

"Zishou, after the beginning of spring, I wish you a good reputation, you will definitely succeed, and then return to your hometown with honor." Mingtang toasted Zhang Jiuling with a cup.

"You, I thought you were a confidant when we first met, but I didn't expect you to be a little kid." Zhang Jiuling said helplessly, he and Mingtang were also familiar with each other, and he thought that he was a confidant, but after talking, he realized that Mingtang was a little kid to him, and he didn't even have a word.

"It's not a little kid who is younger than you, besides, the general Huo Qubing of the Han Dynasty joined the army at the age of sixteen, who said that you can't make a career on your own when you are young."

"That's different!"

"What's the difference?" Mingtang asked rhetorically.

"Clever tongue." Zhang Jiuling left a four-word evaluation.

"Hey, hey." As an ancient, Zhang Jiuling is really inferior to Mingtang in terms of "sophistry".

"In the Qin period, the bright moon and the Han period, the Long March has not been returned." Zhang Jiuling looked at the beautiful scenery of the sunset and read the song "Out of the Stopper" in a daze.

"But let the dragon city fly in, and don't teach Huma to cross the Yin Mountain." Mingtang took the next two sentences.

"This poem "Out of the Stopper" is so good, it is the best poem I have ever read."

"I'm afraid I would be very happy if the person who wrote the poem got such a high opinion from you."

"You also think too highly of me, the person who can write these seven words must be a person who has the heart of the world, how can I have joy because I like it as an insignificant person."

"Why not, you're Zhang Jiuling."

"Huh." Zhang Jiuling smiled and said: "I'm more interested in who that Dragon City Flying General is, who can be called the Dragon City Flying General throughout the ages." ”

"Li Guang, the flying general in the ancient Han Dynasty?" Mingtang remembered that the interpretation in the textbook was Li Guang.

"It shouldn't be him, Li Guang's achievements in his life are difficult to evaluate, but that general Wei Qing can be called a flying general in Longcheng."

"Oh, don't care so much, isn't it good to love whom?"

"Also, why bother so much, we won't get drunk and come home."

"Okay, I'm in for a treat." Mingtang was very generous, and saw the legendary prime minister Zhang Jiuling, a far-sighted prime minister, if Tang Xuanzong adopted his proposal to kill An Lushan, maybe there would be no later Anshi Rebellion.

Just when they were drinking vigorously in Mingtang, a few uninvited guests came.

"Yo, isn't this the great poet Ming Tang."

"Yes, it's coming, look at it, the great poet Ming Tang is here."

Those uninvited guests were the brothers of the Ming and Tang dynasties.

"Why is the great poet drinking?" Mingmen said indebtedly.

"Who am I supposed to be, it's a dog." Mingtang didn't care about it and continued to drink, his cheeks were slightly red, he should have drunk a lot.

"Brother Ming, why do they call you Ming Tang." Zhang Jiuling asked.

Before Mingtang answered, he said directly if he understood.

"This friend, you have been deceived, he called Mingtang Dingguo Mansion an unsuccessful thing, bought other people's poems at the old lady's birthday banquet, and said that he wrote it himself, this kind of person has lost all our Dingguo Mansion."

Yanhelou is the center of "economy and trade" according to modern words, the people who come here are high-ranking officials and nobles, they are not rich or noble, they are many and powerful, when they come, they are mighty, plus it is the family affairs of the Dingguo Mansion, the most annoying people to see, and gradually there are more and more people watching in Yanhelou.

"So you're Mingtang?" Zhang Jiuling asked.

"I'm sorry Brother Zhang, I lied to you." Mingtang didn't have a good face for Mingmen, but he was really guilty of Zhang Jiuling.

"I'm looking for you so hard." Zhang Jiuling hugged Mingtang excitedly.

"Huh?"

"That song "Out of the Stopper" can be called a masterpiece, I have always wanted to see what kind of person the author is, what kind of person can be mindful of the world and tolerate the world, today I saw it turned out to be like this."

"Don't you blame me for hiding your real name?"

"What's this, there will always be two bandits in the world, for example, my name is Zhang Qujiang."

"Hahaha." Mingtang laughed unbridledly, Zhang Jiuling did not complain about him, but went further in friendship with him.

"Friend, he copied poetry." Mingya said again.

"Let the wind blow from east to west, north and south, I will not move."