Chapter 137: The Literary Meeting of the East City

---- Chang'an City, East City

The East Market is different from the West Market, because most of the dignitaries and nobles live in the east of the city, the East Market sells relatively high-end goods. Moreover, there are many miscellaneous theaters and academies. From the north into the East City, it is Chang Ping, from Chang Ping to the left, there is a release pond, the pool side release pavilion. It was late January, in early spring, and the ice and snow had almost melted, and the weather was gradually warming, and some students came out to hold a poetry meeting.

How can you welcome spring if you don't write poems? Why brag about B if you don't make a fuss?

Today's article, from Luonan, is five small poems of Meilan Songzhu Ju, I heard that it was written by the first genius of Chang'an today, so many people are ready to read here. In addition, due to the heavy snow blocking the road and it was too cold outside, many students only went out today, so only a small half of the people knew the news of Xu Qing's arrival in Chang'an.

At this time, it is time for everyone to talk about Xu Qing. It is nothing more than taking out the usual Xu Qing's poems and reading them, and then imitating a few more, since there is imitation, then there is praise. The students with a wider vision took out Xu Qing's political achievements, and they also cheered each other up, saying that they would be like Xu Qing Ruru in the future.

But I saw that there was a little boy by the release pool, and there were three or five big men beside him, and he was not conspicuous in the crowd. But if someone sees it, they can still see that this little boy is extraordinary, and he has a unique atmosphere of being a high-ranking person at a young age.

Hearing the discussion of all the scholars and students, this little boy couldn't help but ask the people around him: "The Xu Gong they are talking about is that gentleman, why is there no surname Xu among my teachers." ”

Someone beside him whispered: "Childe, that Xu Gong is T...... It's Lord Xu Qingxu that the master often says, and he is stationed at the Xuanwu Gate in the palace. ”

The little boy couldn't help nodding and said: "Oh, it turned out to be him, I always heard my father say how good he is, how young and promising, and let me approach him and ask him." I want to see what Xu Qing is capable of today,"

Unexpectedly, his words were heard by the people next to him, and they all ridiculed and said: "Tong Yan is unscrupulous, and the wind blows away." ”

Some people also discussed: "Which child is this, his tone is so big,"

The guard next to the little boy saw that these people were all looking over, and his heart was not good, so he hurriedly left with the little boy. At this time, a gong sounded in the release pavilion, and it was the organizer of the cultural meeting who came, and I saw him holding these five small poems by Xu Qing, and everyone's eyes were immediately attracted by him.

The little boy also took the opportunity to find a hidden place, sat down, and listened to it like a scholar. The process of the literary meeting was naturally nothing more than a comment on Xu Qing, and some students even hid their faces and wiped their tears, saying that they had finally waited for Xu Gong to publish a new poem. There are some people who feel that they have written it down, and they are the scholars of Fireworks Alley, who specialize in writing songs and miscellaneous plays for the fairies in Fireworks Alley. The guests in the east of the city have a high status, so naturally they have high requirements. Sometimes, these scholars also come out to receive some female guests in person, and sometimes they are male public relations. And today, they are here to learn Xu Qing's new poems, to see who composes music quickly and well, who can use Xu Qing's poems to make a big hit, and even enter the house, and the next public relations place can be more high-end.

Anyway, the people who came to this literary meeting had different purposes, but they all praised Xu Qing and everyone, and the degree of appreciation was even far higher than the honor that Xu Qing should have. After hearing this, the little boy couldn't help frowning, and he said softly: "This Xu Qing's reputation is like this, it's not a good thing, it seems that someone wants to kill him." ”

The word killing appeared in the mouth of this little boy, and I have to say that it is a little strange. However, his guard next to him felt that it was nothing, but nodded respectfully and said, "Childe is right,"

The little boy listened to it again, and said in his heart, this praise of Xu Qing's words, the new words and old words have been used over and over again, and now they are coming again, don't you feel annoyed? He waved his hand and said, "Let's go back, huh...... Not by ourselves, let's go to Xu Qingshou's Xuanwu Gate to have a look,"

The guard was a little embarrassed and said, "Childe, it's not early today, can you go again tomorrow?" ”

The little boy was not angry, but nodded and said, "Yes." ”

---- Xuanwu Gate

Xu Qing found out the problem of sanitary napkins and thought about solving it. First of all, this leakage problem, he didn't know how much blood this girl had when she came to her aunt, if it was more than Zhao Gong's urine at one time, it would be a little embarrassing. He remembered that there was a word "blood collapse" for women in later generations, thinking that this was all running, and the amount of blood should not be small, so it was better to be cautious. In this experiment, Zhao Gong imitated the guinea pig, the real guinea pig only has five women, if one of them has suffered from "all the mountains are red", the other women, Xu Qing will not make sense.

What is thin and waterproof?

Xu Qing sat on the couch and closed his eyes to think. There was a thick blanket on the couch, and on the left and right, there were two pots of fire. On the edge of the brazier, it was Zhao Gong, who had just taken a bath and changed his clothes, sitting by the fire and roasting his hair, his mouth still pouting.

Xu Qing glanced at him and asked with a smile, "Zhao Gong, what do you say is this thin and waterproof thing?" ”

Zhao Gong muttered: "There is an oil-paper umbrella in the palace, and the oil-paper is thin and waterproof. ”

Xu Qing's eyes lit up and said, "Yes, isn't the oil-paper umbrella the tung oil paper used?" Yes, Zhao Gong, where do you say this oil-paper umbrella is? No, you said there was no oil paper in the palace? ”

"I don't know where else......" Zhao Gong thought for a moment and said: "But there must be a prison, and he has everything there to build the utensils in the palace." ”

Xu Qing asked quietly, "Zhao Gong, can you get it?" ”

"The small one is just a eunuch, and the eunuch is the ...... of the imperial court" Zhao Gong spread his hands and said: "However, there is a eunuch in the palace of Wan Guifei, and his magical powers can be obtained, and I can go on a run for the master." ”

Xu Qing immediately took out the silver from his pocket and handed it to Zhao Gong and said, "Go and let him get some good oil paper, which must be cut in order, and then there is also a good medicinal jade, take some too." ”

Zhao Gong suddenly complained: "Hey, I've been running three times today, it seems that I have to find a new job quickly." ”

Xu Qing knew that he was joking, so he also laughed and said, "Go quickly, anyway, there will be a little eunuch in a few days, and I will cook for you here,"

Zhao Gong immediately fixed his hair with a hairpin, and then ran out. Xu Qing looked at the sponge in his hand and decided to do another experiment, how many sponges do you need to absorb a pound of water? Find out this question, and then go to an old palace maid and ask how many times she came the most when she was young. Besides, the amount of a pound is not underestimating them, right?