Zhao Xingde and the students watched the distant shadow of the lonely sail gradually disappear into the sky. "The husband should be like this!" Chen Dong sighed, Zhao Xingde's heart moved slightly, and he nodded slowly.

Han Shizhong, the eleventh commander of the Second Army of the Left Carriage of the Iron Cavalry in front of the palace, stood not far from the wharf, looking at the group of eunuchs and students with a gloomy face to bid farewell to Huang Zhoushan, until Huang Zhoushan set off safely, he spit a mouthful of thick phlegm into the grass under the river embankment, and shouted in a deep voice: "The whole team is back to the camp!" "A commander of 471 cavalry only put the knife into the sheath, and under the leadership of their respective heads, returned to the left wing camp of the Iron Cavalry Army on the outskirts of Bianliang.

After the officers and soldiers and the soldiers who saw them off dispersed, three people wearing fur fur and tiger and leopard skin hats came out of the grass under the embankment of the Bianhe River. Wanyan Zongbi in the middle smiled and said, "You reckless person, are we here to fight?" He turned his head and asked the man on the other side, "Xi Yin, what do you think?" ”

Wanyan Xiyin said with an excited look on his face: "Han ......" Seeing that Yan Zongbi's face sank, he hurriedly swallowed the last few words into his stomach, and his tongue swirled, "...... That's right, the Southern Dynasty is strong, the armor is strong, the sword is sharp, and the products are abundant, and my Jurchen tribe wants to become an independent country from the Khitan rule, and it must be allied with the Great Song Dynasty. He was still unsatisfied, and praised him, "Just look at the wolf-like warrior just now, I heard the sound of horses' hooves, but five hundred horsemen dispersed hundreds of thousands of people, no wonder the soldiers and horses of the Southern Dynasty can rival the Khitan." Suddenly, his face was worried, and he said, "If the Southern Dynasty dislikes my Jurchen Kingdom is too weak and unwilling to form an alliance with us, what should it be?" ”

After Yan Zongbi's thoughts, Yan Zongbi took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Whether it works or not, I only know after trying it, even if I can't form an alliance, it's good to buy more food, gunpowder and iron tools from the Southern Dynasty." ”

The three of them climbed up from under the Bianhe embankment with their hands and feet, slapped the dust and grass clippings a few times at will, and entered Bianliang through the Dongjiaozi Gate.

On the way back to Taixue Zhai from Bianhe Wharf, it was pouring rain, and the students couldn't bear to wait under the eaves for a long time, so they walked away in the rain, Zhao Xingde turned his head sideways and saw that Li Rui's oil umbrella was not opened, and he was drenched in the rain with everyone, and couldn't help asking: "Brother Li, why don't you use an umbrella?" Li Rui turned around and asked: "Yuan Zhi, today we share hardships, can it be rich and prosperous together?" Zhao Xingde's heart was hot, and he nodded, and Li Rui also nodded, and said with a smile: "That's very good." ”

The students of Huazhangzhai had very strong feet, and they returned to the dormitory after a short time, and after changing their dry clothes, their bodies were still steaming with a trace of heat, and Chen Dong asked again: "There is a collection of poems and elegant poems tonight, and Yuan Zhi can be interested in going?" His eyes were blazing staring at Zhao Xingde. He observed his classmates, the forbidden army was surrounded on all sides, and when the steel knife was unsheathed, most of the others were calm, but they couldn't hide their panic, only Zhao Xingde and Li Rui looked calm. At this time, the new party upheld the government, not only canceled the imperial examination of poetry, but also destroyed the printing plates of the people, and forbade scholars to chant poems and make endowments, and the people in the clear stream preferred to use poetry to meet friends, in order to show resistance, Chen Dong knew that this son was talented, and today he recognized his courage and courage, so he had the heart to take him and introduce him into the Bianliang Qingliu.

At this time, the party is fighting, in the court for the official, either clear or turbid, not for the gentleman or for the villain, not for the same party or for the enemy, there is no possibility of both ends of the head of the rat, although the old party of Qingliu is suppressed by the new party, but in fact there is great potential, Zhao Xingde vaguely remembers that Cai Jingquan leans towards the government and the opposition seems to be the last glory of the new party, after which Wang Anshi's doctrine was completely defeated, and the official denounced it as pseudo-science, and then Cheng Zhu Lixue was popular in the world.

Zhao Xingde thought to himself that he was just a little too much to learn and give up his life, the party struggle between the old and new parties was still too far away for him, and most of the important ministers of the new party were unattainable, and they were also famous traitors in history, so it was very important for him to establish a relationship with the people in the old party who were still in the doldrums. After thinking clearly, he nodded and said to Chen Dong: "Thank you Brother Shaoyang for the introduction." ”

Chen Dong nodded with satisfaction, patted Zhao Xingde's shoulder and turned to leave.

At dusk, Zhao Xingde changed into a cyan Confucian robe, tied a piece of jade left by his father around his waist, which was the most valuable thing around him, and went to the meeting with Chen Dong. Chen Dong looked at his half-worn clothes and said with a smile: "Yuan Zhi advocates frugality. Zhao Xingde shook his head and said with a wry smile: "It's just a shyness in the pocket." Chen Dongzheng said: "In the past, when Fan Wenzheng was in school, he was poor in painting porridge, and he was still ranked as the chief assistant to govern the country and the country. As long as we study diligently, our generation will always have a day to emerge. ”

Seeing that Zhao Xingde was only right, and seemed to disagree with the preaching of peace and poverty, Chen Dong smiled on his face, and changed his words: "If the virtuous brother is really shy, the foolish brother has a few ways to subsidize the cost of studying, but he is a little wronged by the high talent?" Zhao Xingde's eyes lit up, and he blurted out, "Really?" Chen Dong smiled: "Of course. ”

Zhao Xingde was overjoyed and immediately asked Chen Dong for advice. Since the death of his parents, most of the Zhao family's properties have declined. Zhao Xingde originally planned to be promoted, either directly admitted to the scholar to be an official, or to use the identity of a scholar as a cover, find an agent to do business, and with the insight from later generations, there should be five or five to make a fortune, and even if he is not a teacher, he can also eat and marry a gentle and kind ancient beauty. Who knows that the emperor's grace is vast, so that the descendants of the Yuanyou Party will go to Taixue to study, although the food, clothing and housing are all managed by the government, and there is a little pocket money, but the consumption level of Bianliang is too high, Taixue's reading career may be as long as several years, and the little money left has to be kept for emergencies, although the father has a few old uncles in Bianliang, but the gentleman does not say anything. Therefore, Zhao Xingde is definitely one of the most frugal people in Taixue Huazhangzhai, and these are all seen by Chen Dong.

Although Chen Dong was born in a wealthy businessman's family, but his father is a miser, Chen Dong used the living expenses in Taixue, there must be detailed accounts in the slightest, otherwise he will be furious, this Chen Dong since he studied, he originally looked down on his father's philistine, although he loved to travel, but he would never lower his hand to the family to ask for money, so Chen Dong painstakingly pondered several ways to make money, if he didn't know that Zhao Xingde was thick and shy, he had reached the point where he wanted to write a book to supplement his life, and he had the heart to pull him, He would never have told anyone about these things.

Chen Dong was originally worried that Zhao Xing would not be able to lose the face of the Yuanyou party, who knew that this son did not take a stand, he was really a fellow believer, and he was also very happy in his heart. At present, the party is fighting fiercely, and the old and new parties in the court are attacking each other, in addition to the court's tricks, they often chase the wind and fabricate rumors, write them and post them everywhere. In this era, there are few literate people, and there are even fewer people who can write a good article, in order to arrange the ugly things of the enemy to the sky, each post should be rich in content and the handwriting is different, which makes it seem that the people's grievances are boiling, and the big people often hire down-and-out literati to write the post on their behalf, and then hire others to post it. This business is specially collected and distributed in Bianliang, and the writer and the employer do not meet each other, and both sides take what they need.

"We have the identity of a bachelor's son, and even if the Yamen officials are caught on the spot, they will only be handed over to Taixue to be reprimanded by the teacher, so we can even write and post together, and we can get three hundred yuan for writing a sticker." Chen Dong said proudly, Zhao Xingde also nodded with a hot eye, and arched his hand: "Thank you, Brother Chen, please bring me next time I have this good deed." Chen Dong nodded, and suddenly felt that he had lost the identity of Qingliu's predecessors, coughed dryly, and said: "The Qinglu Party is fighting for the right time, and now writing more revelations can increase knowledge, and it is also a practice, and my generation and the traitors in the court are incompatible." ”

Zhao Xingde smiled and said, "Exactly." Then he asked: "If the traitor party hires me to write a post to attack Qingliu, will we do it or not?" Chen Dong looked embarrassed and said: "It's all some things to catch the wind and shadows, we don't do what others have to do, why don't we make this money, and besides, if the traitorous party really hides a conspiracy, we just know it in advance." Zhao Xingde was determined, and said busily: "Brother Chen. After this exchange, the two felt closer, and when they were close to the mansion of Shao Wu, Chen Dong told Zhao Xingde not to leak the matter of writing the post, so he took out the invitation card and handed it to the family at the door.

The gate of Shao Wu's mansion is wide and magnificent, and there are eight family members standing at the door, who are familiar with Chen Dongju, the two of them stepped inside, and the bright lanterns on both sides of the road have been guiding to the depths of the backyard, Chen Dong said while walking: "The ancestral home of the teacher is the same as the name, it is all Shao Wu, and it is also a beautiful conversation." Zhao Xingde smiled and nodded, he still knew a little about Lord Shao Yushi, who was regarded as the leader of the clear stream.

Shao Wu's father, Shao Kuiguan, served in Longtu Pavilion, and the Shao family is not only a family of hairpins for generations, but also a local landlord and a big tea merchant in Shaowu, Fujian. With the support of the family's abundant financial resources, Shao Wu traveled extensively when he was studying in Taixue, and his popularity was extremely high, his personality was extremely stubborn, and even participated in the trend of discussing courtiers many times when he was in Taixue, but the background was hard, which made Xuezheng extremely headache, and finally looked forward to his Zhongjinshi leaving Taixue, but there were more people among the students who were willing to be his students, making Shao Wu have a longer reputation in the middle of the clear stream.

"Teacher, this is the Zhao Xingde mentioned by the student last time, and he is the son of Zhao Shizhi on the Yuanyou Party Monument." Chen Dong respectfully Shao Wu went to the ground. He was quite lucky to be able to worship under Shao Wumen.

"It turned out to be after Zhongliang," Shao Wu stroked his beard, glanced at Zhao Xingde, and said with a smile: "Sure enough, it is terrifying." Then he turned to greet Zhao Guangshi, the prime minister next to him. Chen Dong saw the opportunity and took Zhao Xingde behind a table in the courtyard, and the two sat on the ground.

The incense torch candle that is as thick as a child's arm not only illuminates the garden as bright as day, but also does not have the smoke like an oil lamp, and also carries a faint fragrance, which is quite refreshing. Zhao Xingde secretly calculated in his heart, such a torch candle would cost at least 100 copper coins, lowered his head and picked up the cup, and took a sip of weak tea.

In front of the table, a stream of clear water flows by, and there are petals floating on the crystal clear water, and it is said that the natural clear water flowing through the backyard is much more expensive than the average mansion. This collection of poems is modeled after the story of the previous generation of clear stream drinking, put the cup on the plate, put the plate on the stream, the plate turns with the water, the light drift is diffuse, to whom to go, who will give a poem or lyrics, everyone can drink at will, and those who are not satisfied will be punished with three glasses of wine.

Most of the more than 20 guests were Shao Wu's students and juniors, and everyone respected Shao Wu to sit upstream, the prince to accompany him, and the prime minister's son, Zhao Guangshi, sat next to him.

Zhao Xingde and Chen Dong sat behind a table slightly downstream, but the view here was good, and all the beautiful maids who were courteously persuading wine during the banquet could see it clearly, and it was not easy to attract the attention of others. Chen Dong glanced at Zhao Xingde, and the two looked at each other tacitly and smiled. This dynasty did not prohibit officials and students from engaging in prostitution, and it was not limited to drinking and listening to songs, cultivating sentiments, but only fornicating with prostitutes, or prostituting prostitutes. Even during the solar term, official prostitutes were sent to the banquet of the Tai students to help the fun, and the chic habits of the scholars and doctors were passed down from generation to generation.

At the beginning of the banquet, with the flow of cups and plates, all the students were young scholars, and they were inevitably competitive with each other. Zhao Xingde was calm and calm, and he had hundreds of poems in his belly that he had unconsciously memorized because of insomnia to pass the time.

Because this dynasty does not use poetry to judge, Zhao Xingde has not put any effort into poetry, but before that, there was no opportunity to show poetry. Now he is not worried that he will not be able to make good words, but he is worried that most of the sentences he remembers are good sentences that have been praised through the ages, and if they are too eye-catching, they will be easy to expose.

After a while, the cup and plate were passed to Chen Dong, and Chen Dong had just made a song "Xijiang Yue", so he raised his wine glass and said in a clear voice:

"The wind moves a Xuan flower bamboo, Lang Ji Qing brocade Xun cage. Mercy is the east of the Song Wall. More aware of the piano heart to provoke. The twilight rain is shallow and the morning clouds are thick again. Ice muscles and jade bones are all in harmony. It's not as good as Wushan's idle dreams. ”

Seeing that Shao Wu bowed his head slightly to show his approval, and everyone had no objections, Chen Dongfang was relieved to drink the wine in the cup, and his face was quite happy.

Next it was Zhao Xingde's turn, and he used Shouyuan's easy-to-ask "touching the fish", which was the first song he recited repeatedly for a martial arts book:

"Ask the world, what is love, only teach life and death? There are double flyers in the south and the north, and the old wings have been cold and hot several times. Happy and fun, parting bitter, there are even more crazy children. You should have a saying, thousands of miles of stratus clouds, thousands of mountains and twilight snow, who does the shadow go to? Hengfen Road, lonely when the drums, the smoke is still flat. Summoning the soul is a little more so, and the mountain ghost is secretly wind and rain. The sky is also jealous, unbelievable, warblers and swallows are loess. Through the ages, in order to stay for the people, he sang and drank wildly, and visited Yanqiu. ”

Zhao Xingde picked up the wine glass quite embarrassedly, feeling a little ashamed in his heart, it was not that he didn't want to be low-key, but everything he remembered in his mind was a famous story through the ages, and he wouldn't do it any more.

After listening to Zhao Xingde's chant during the banquet, he was stunned for a while, and after a while, Shao Wufang muttered: "The word Xingde, back and forth, has not been able to get the way of peace and harmony, although the rhythm is working, the style is insufficient, and drink three cups." ”

This time it was Zhao Xingde's turn to be stunned, he didn't expect that the masterpiece of the three hundred Song Ci was so unbearable in Shao Wu's mouth, seeing that the scholars present were frequently bowing their heads, obviously recognizing Shao Wu's judgment, he had no choice but to pick up the wine glass and drink three glasses in a row. When the wine entered his stomach, a line of heat was burning, and Zhao Xingde said in his heart: "It seems that Mr. Shao's style is really high." ”