The hustle and bustle of the world is all for the fame, and the hustle and bustle of the world is for profit. No matter what time and space it is, what people fight for is fame or fortune.

The way Wang Wenbin of Wu'an County rescued Li Yue was very simple, that is, to make Li Yue famous first. There is no quickest way to become famous than by hyping it up in the media.

In ancient times, there was no Douyin and no circle of friends, and the most effective way for your poems to be widely circulated was to have well-known geisha sing them. This is also one of the important reasons why literati and rioters in the past generations lingered in fireworks venues and were keen to associate with famous prostitutes, of course, only one of them.

It can be said that before the rise of modern communication technology, Qinglou was like the Internet, and the geisha were the official accounts, and the famous prostitutes were the big V. If you want to increase your exposure, Qinglou is definitely the first place to choose.

Well-known geisha not only read countless men, but also are proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. A leading prostitute may have seen more poems than a fledgling young scribe. If your qualifications are mediocre, don't dance and ink in front of famous prostitutes, so there is no difference from playing a big knife in front of Guan Gong.

The general mediocrity is difficult to get into the eyes of famous prostitutes, at most perfunctory two polite words such as okay for you. Unless there is a good work, they will sing your poems publicly.

Of course, just like a wonderful film in later generations can make a debuting artist popular, a good poem can often make the singing geisha famous and double their value.

Therefore, as long as your poems are really brilliant, the geisha will not only recommend their own pillows, but even put a considerable amount of money upside down.

There are many green buildings in Lin'an City, and there are many famous prostitutes. Wen Bin asked Wen Xin to visit all the high-grade green buildings in Lin'an City today, and not a single one was left.

After the sunset in the West Mountain, Wenxin had two glasses of wine down, and then he wore a night coat and a black hat veil, and walked out of the backyard of the county king's mansion like a thief, and went straight to the night market tile area in the west of Lin'an City.

Wenxin came to the first stop of this trip: Tianjian Tower. It took a lot of trouble for the eldest prince Wen, who didn't want to show his true face, to enter the boudoir of the top Shiyin girl in the sky.

Wenxin went straight to the point and handed over Li Yue's poem "Mulan Ci" directly to Miss Shiyin. Wenxin has a lot of green buildings to go to, and he can't stay here for too long.

Miss Shiyin took the manuscript and looked at it, and her heart suddenly sprouted, her eyes lit up, and she said in a coquettish voice:

"If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sad fan.

Waiting for idle changes but old people's hearts, but old people's hearts are changeable.

Lishan said that it was half a night away, and the tears and rain and zero bells did not complain.

How is Bo Xing Jinyilang, who wishes on the same day. ”

After the Shiyin girl finished reading, she was full of praise, and dragged the eldest prince of Wen, who was about to get up and leave, to prevent him from leaving: "Childe is talented, how can you keep only one song?" ”

"This poem was written by Li Yue, the banner leader of the Guardian Saint Army, who is now imprisoned in Dali Temple, and I don't have any extra poems in my hands." Wenxin's tone sounded almost like a plea to Miss Shiyin to stop pestering him.

"You talk nonsense!" How could Miss Shiyin let him go, she grabbed his sleeve and said, "You entered the door just now and clearly held a stack of manuscripts in your hand, and then hid it in your sleeve!" ”

Wenxin had no choice but to pull out a manuscript from his sleeve.

The girl who couldn't wait snatched it directly, and when she opened it, she felt that her whole body was going to be paralyzed:

"Withered vines and old trees, crows,

small bridges and flowing waters,

Ancient road west wind thin horse,

Sunset

Broken intestines, at the end of the world! ”

Taking advantage of the fact that the girl Shiyin was intoxicated by Li Yue's bleak autumn scene sketched in "Tianjingsha Autumn Thoughts", Wenxin was able to get out smoothly. The Shiyin girl who reacted stomped her pink feet and shouted!

Wen Xin worked hard all night before sending Li Yue's manuscript to the major green buildings in Lin'an, and when he returned to the county king's mansion, he was sweating profusely, and the eldest prince of Wen felt more tired than fighting on the battlefield, so he didn't take a bath and undress, and fell asleep directly.

The next day, all the major green buildings in Lin'an City sang Li Ci, and for a time Li Yue became famous and caused a sensation in the city.

There is even more discussion about Li Yue in the market: those students of Guozijian and Taixue have studied hard for many years, and they have not seen a masterpiece that can be handed down, and Li Yue's more than 20 earth-shattering splendid articles are at your fingertips, which is really a literary and opera star! also can't even recognize the Youguo Mission, and he can definitely be called a civil and military all-rounder.

The Liang is heavy on literature and light on martial arts, and the common people know better that good iron is not nailed, and good men are not soldiers. But Li Yue's status as a low-level officer of the Guardian Saint Army did not detract from the shining aura on his head in the slightest.

Let's look at his song

"Outside the mountain, the green mountain building is outside the building, and the warm wind smokes the tourists drunk.

When will Hangzhou sing and dance be closed, and Hangzhou will be closed. ”

It is clearly dissatisfied with the imperial court's practice of discussing peace with the secluded people.

Li Yue either didn't want to be a minister in the same palace with the traitorous ministers who wagged their tails and begged for mercy and harmed the people to Beiyou, or they just wanted to lead the army to the Northern Expedition one day, so they succumbed to the Holy Protector Army. Otherwise, with Li Qitou's talent, it is not as easy as it is to find out what to win the championship in the field.

But now Li Yue, the hero who beat the barbarians of Youguo, was imprisoned in Dali Temple by traitors, and it is said that he was imprisoned in the cell where General Zong Peng, the god of war of the Great Liang, was imprisoned, which increased the sympathy of the people of Lin'an for Li Yue.

On weekdays, he has accumulated a lot of resentment against the government that rides on his head as a prestige, and with this reason, the anger in the hearts of the people of Lin'an is as uncontrollable as a volcanic eruption.

Tai student Ouyang Dong finished reading Li Yue's poem "Life is a hero, death is also a ghost." So far, I think of Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong. After the poem, the blood boiled. A huge crowd of peddlers, prostitutes, vagrants, and even beggars was instigated to surround the Dali Temple and demand Li Yue's release.

"Li Yue is not guilty!"

"Li Yue is not guilty!"

……

The tsunami-like slogan of the mountain floated in the sky above the Dali Temple, and could not be dispersed for a long time.

Dali Monastery Qing Wan Gu Ai sent a team of officials and jailers to disperse the crowd of people who were clamoring in front of the palace, but they were beaten by rotten vegetable leaves and rotten eggs.

For the girls of the Qinglou, these people are the executioners who persecuted the lover and idol of their dreams. The sisters went into battle together, hairpins, nails, teeth...... All the weapons that women can use are used by them to the fullest. The tortured officials and jailers of Dali Temple cried wolf howls and hugs their heads and runs.

Looking at his subordinates with blue noses and swollen faces and embarrassed returns, Lord Wan Gu Ai, who is in charge of the highest judicial body of Daliang, is at a loss at the moment except to order the officials and jailers to block the troublemakers at the door. He set his eyes on Si Cheng He Shou, who was presiding over Li Yue's case, and the meaning expressed by Lord Siqing's contemptuous eyes was obvious, if you hadn't been able to close this case quickly, would you have caused such a big incident?

He Shou was terrified to the extreme at the moment, he was very worried that Lord Siqing would use himself as a scapegoat to appease the anger of the crowd and throw him into the angry crowd.

People's potential is unlimited, in order to save his life, He Shou is in a hurry, and said to Wangu Ai: "Lord Siqing, didn't our Dali Temple raise a lot of carrier pigeons?" ”

"That's right!" Wan Gu Ai slapped his forehead, and then ordered his subordinates: "Hurry up and fly the pigeon to pass the book to Tang Xiang and inform him of the situation here." ”

The officials and jailers hurried to the backyard where the pigeon cages were kept.