The walls are painted with powder made from the flowers of the pepper tree, which has an aromatic flavor, protects the wooden structure, prevents moths, and more importantly, keeps warm in winter.

When Han Yan came up, he noticed that the windows on the lower three floors were sealed with thick cloths, and some ventilated places would be covered with curtains, and with charcoal fire, it would not be too cold.

The fourth layer is much more advanced, the window opening is sealed with a thin visible light wooden board, the light transmittance is not worse than that of cloth, and the cold-proof effect is much higher, but Han Yan doesn't know what kind of material this thin wooden board is.

A faint sandalwood fragrance fills the side, the hollow carved window, through the thin wooden board into a little bit of sunlight, the red fire slowly drifts away from the fire, and the sunlight merges together, more warm, the guqin stands on the desk, there are a few branches of plum in the vase that have not yet been fully opened, bright yellow and bright, the room is so fresh and leisurely.

The most embarrassing thing at this moment is, of course, Liu Che, who is excited, scolding Fang Xuan, showing his pride in his chest, but suddenly forgetting the words, that scene is like a concert by stars, singing out of tune under the gaze, that embarrassment and embarrassment can definitely make people's faces congested......

However, Liu Che is not an ordinary person after all, after throwing a distress gaze to Han Yan but being ignored, he reacted very quickly, he cleared his throat with a hum, put on a domineering spirit, rolled his sleeves, and scanned the four directions, "I will write the lyrics today, and the rest, when I see the beautiful woman, I will naturally dedicate the second half to her." ”

“……”

“……”

Everyone was speechless, and was hung up with heroic emotions, but it stopped abruptly, with a big gap in their hearts, very lost, and a deep understanding of Liu Che's cheapness.

For a long time, we couldn't find the topic, or the painter spoke first, "Good words, and I painted a lot of fit, words and sentences are perfectly matched, this word comes out, when it is the best work of Chang'an City in recent years, see the scene of the sentence, the artistic conception is far-reaching, the emperor is a small friend." ”

Being complimented like this, Liu Che was very useful, raised his hand and said, "You are polite, but it's just a small skill of carving insects, it's not worth mentioning." ”

“……”

“……”

Praise you a few words, you really dare to blow the cowhide to the sky...... Without preparation in advance, I felt that I chanted on the spot, and the whole Han couldn't find this kind of master who could improvise, but in your eyes, it became a subtle skill, so what are we? Bird droppings?

The vertical son is rampant and arrogant, this is everyone's impression of Liu Che. Even if you are really talented and have a lot of knowledge beyond me, but you lack good virtue, that is, you don't understand elegance and have no character.

As for Han Yan, it's even worse, a disciple of the outside world.

Seeing that everyone didn't speak, and no one cared about themselves anymore, the atmosphere was cold, Liu Che pursed his lips, knowing that he was pretending to be too much, so he glanced at Han Yan, and the brothers walked to the fifth floor together.

However, this time it was not so smooth, and when he was about to open the curtain of the fifth floor, he was blocked by a strong man, condescending to condescend to the two of them, "If you want to go up to the fifth floor, you must first convince the seniors on the fourth floor, this is the rule of Linglilou." ”

Liu Che frowned, looked back at the pianist, painter and others, and saw that they ignored them, and understood that they had lost their demeanor just now and were locked up. At this moment, if you break in, or show your identity and oppress people, it will damage your image. But I can't be reconciled to retreat, because the real beautiful women are on the fifth floor, and the first to fourth floors are just some custom women.

From ancient times to the present, when the boss encounters problems, it is usually the younger brother to solve them, Han Yan has been in the society for many years, and there are many ghost ideas, if you want to go to the fifth floor, you must first convince the seniors of the fourth floor, so if I directly convince the beauties of the fifth layer, how can I count?

So he pulled Liu Che to the painter's desk, borrowed a white cloth and pen and ink, and the two brothers hid in the corner and muttered......

"Chang'an City has words, and it is beautiful. It is rumored that it is not Sima Xiangru, I am not convinced, so I am Fu. The words say: Soaring like a frightening Hong, graceful like a dragon. Rong Yao autumn chrysanthemum, Huamao spring pine. The hair is like the moon covered by light clouds, and the fluttering is like the snow of the flowing wind. ...... from afar"

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Liu Che went up the fifth floor to meet the beautiful women, while Han Yan went out of the Lingli Building alone to wander around the city, trying to find a wine house to solve the problem of food and clothing.

This is probably the sorrow of the "second child", you have to give the opportunity to the eldest brother, and you can only be like a fish in water when you are comfortable with others.

However, Han Yan didn't feel sorry, the reputation of Ling Mei has been circulating in Chang'an City for many years, her age is over twenty-five years old, an old woman, and when we are twenty years old, she is also in her thirties, her face is designated to be wrinkled, and her posture is ruined, so when I think about it, I feel that no matter how beautiful she looks, it is not very interesting.

Besides, what if you see it?

The chickens are not powerful......

Chang'an City is as prosperous as a cloud, walking in the hustle and bustle of the crowd, slowly shaking the folding fan, observing the world, there is always a leisure in the heart. But I am used to seeing high-rise buildings, and then I see these quaint eaves and green tile style, I feel a little monotonous, and I have walked for a long time to see the carved beams and painted buildings, which are called: Fugui Building.

The red curtain, the veil is low, the silk flutters, creating a hazy atmosphere, the floor is shiny, the four columns carved with inscriptions stand up from the sky, the desk is neatly placed in the hall, the three beauties on the flower platform are smiling and dancing, just this decoration and style, it is not worse than the princely palace, a group of drunken gold fans.

Under the guidance of the young lady, Han Yan knelt on the seat, ordered a grilled fish and polished rice, and looked at the Quartet idly.

He has recently fallen in love with "looking at people", because he is really idle and bored, and he is too lazy to study those people, so he always has to find something to do, and it is quite interesting to look at people.

Those who can come to the rich building are all people who are either rich or noble, and at a glance they are all high-ranking people, silk brocade, and gorgeous costumes.

After glancing around, Han Yan looked back again, but behind him was a middle-aged man in white ding, coarse linen, dressed in simple clothes, with a slightly handsome face, talking to an old man in ethnic minority costumes, this is the legendary "wizard".

As soon as he saw this kind of occult scholar, Han Yan couldn't help but look at it twice, and vaguely remembered the "witch curse" taught in history textbooks, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty was in the middle of a thousand years, but in his later years, he made a big mistake, and the witch curse became a stain on his life.

In the Han Dynasty, if the cultural people will be respected by the people, then the best than the cultural people are these occult scholars, who are the guests of the princes and princes. "Superstition" runs through China for 5,000 years, whether there are dragons, whether there are immortals, no one knows, but marriage, funeral, house, etc., are all inseparable from these occult people. Even in the new century, science and technology are prosperous, but in many aspects it is still difficult to get rid of the "occult", good luck and evil, life and death, feng shui......

Seeing this kind of wizard, Han Yan was very interested, but it was not good to keep staring at others, turning around, the young lady had already brought the meal, nodded slightly and thanked the young lady, and began to eat slowly, but his ears were trying to look behind him.

"耋 [dié] Wu, I came to Chang'an this time, mainly to ask you to calculate the matter of the little girl Wenhou, since he was deceived by the Nadeng disciples, he has suffered a lot, I can't bear to suffer after the Wen, so I want to ask you to calculate." Mai's middle-aged words are bitter, and she is tasteless at the banquet full of tables.

"Under the feet of Wang Sun, she is a beautiful woman, proficient in music, good at playing the piano, has a literary name, and is a famous talented woman in Shu, and the person who can make her fall in love must not be an ordinary man, I guess it is also a literati and ink scholar with both talent and appearance."

"Oh, that's it......"

Zhuo Wangsun frowned and told the story of the matter.

Since the reign of King Liang of Liang, Emperor Jing of the Han Dynasty divided Liang into five kingdoms, Liu Wu's five sons were all kings, Sima Xiangru was depressed, so he handed out his resignation and returned to his hometown in Linqiong, Shu County.

However, his family is poor, although he is full of great names, but he has left the appreciation of the princes, and his life is also quite poor, it just so happened that Zhuo Wangsun in order to please the government, set up a banquet to entertain the county order Wang Ji, Sima Xiangru is Wang Ji's friend, and was also brought to the banquet, but after this meal, Zhuo Wangsun found that this is a rather deep trap, all for his daughter and family property.

The Zhuo family is a huge rich man in Shu, the boss of the iron smelting industry, with 800 domestic slaves, thousands of hectares of fertile land, Huatang Qiyuan, high cars and horses, and rich enough to rival the country.

And his daughter Zhuo Wenhou has been widowed for many years, and the suitors have broken through the threshold, but no one has ever been able to impress her.

Soon after the banquet began, the county magistrate Wang Ji pretended to respect each other with Sima Xiangru, sang and harmonized, and asked Xiangru to play a song to help the fun, and the liar immediately played a song "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" prepared in advance. Because he calculated that Zhuo Wen must rely on his reputation, or hide in the dark and peek, or listen to the report of the maidservant, no matter how bad it is, there are rumors, and he will definitely hear this song "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix".

Sure enough, Zhuo Wenhou really hid behind the curtain and peeked, she was proficient in the guqin, when the beautiful sound of the piano sounded, it was like a spring breeze, instantly stirring up the ripples in her heart, attracted by Sima Xiangru's style, demeanor and talent, and produced a deep sense of admiration.

That night, Soma Xiangru borrowed a lot of money from Wang Ji to buy off the servants around Zhuo Wenhou and conveyed his love to her, which made Wenhou flee all night like a moth to a fire, just for the person he loved in his heart.

Through careful planning, Sima Xiangru performed seamlessly, the timing node was just right, quiet, leaving no traces, and advancing layer by layer, making Zhuo Wenjun step by step into the trap set. Without the slightest gift money, he successfully hugged Miss Wanjin into his arms, and then eloped to his hometown overnight with Zhuo Wenhou. But only a few tattered earthen walls remain in the old home......

No matter how great love is, it must be supported by material life, love without food and clothing is like a weed swaying in the cold wind, impatient, Zhuo Wenhou took Sima Xiangru back to Qionglai, borrowed some money from his brother, and opened a winery.

After Zhuo Wangsun learned of this news, he was really ashamed of his face as a business tycoon, but he couldn't bear the persuasion of his brothers and elders, so he only gave Zhuo Wenhou 100 slaves and millions of money, and sent her clothes and belongings when she got married.

So Sima Xiangru and Zhuo Wenhou returned to their hometown with a huge amount of wealth, bought fields, built mansions, and lived a luxurious rich life.

When food and clothing are worry-free, people will want to complete some wishes, Sima Xiangru to the Liang King Liu Wu on the advice to make terracotta warriors and horses, now the old man has the most powerful iron-smelting technology of the Han Dynasty, the time and place are favorable.

However, the terracotta warriors and horses production process is much more complex than iron smelting, life-size, 100 kilograms of terracotta warriors and horses from clay sculpture, drying, transportation to roasting, the technical requirements are very high, although the father-in-law's family is a large iron-making family, but the iron-smelting technology of the Han Dynasty is really not good, can only be forced to give up because of excessive technical difficulties.

After successfully roasting out 36 "four dislike" celebrity terracotta warriors, Sima Xiangru suffered from thirst disease (diabetes) and was bedridden, causing Zhuo Wenhou to lose 20 pounds in a month.

"Witch, look at this......"

"I'll do the math." The sorcerer chattered, and there were words in his mouth, and only after a long time did he breathe a deep breath of turbidity, and said: "Nainu's life is not good, although she was born in a rich family, but there are several calamities to pass, and now it is a calamity, which originated from Sima Xiangru, this son's heart is higher than the sky, and he wants to compare himself with Qin Shi Huang as a poor person, and he is simply looking for death." The terracotta warriors and horses were so angry that the iron mud was cold, and even Qin Shi Huang was killed, not to mention a pawn like him? ”

"What do you say about this?"

"Deal with those terracotta warriors, as for the things that are similar to Nainu and Sima, I don't think it's better to interfere more, with that song "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix", the two are celebrities that have been passed down through the ages, and they can be regarded as your Zhuo family's face."

"Let's do it......" Zhuo Wangsun looked defeated, and only hated that the disciple was too cunning.