Outside the wall of the small courtyard of Wu'an Jun's Mansion, a down-and-out scholar passed by the wall.

He was dressed in rags and thin, apparently because he had been hungry for too long.

It was too cold.

He shuddered and took out half of a dry cake from his bosom, and shrank in the corner to eat it.

But I could hear voices from inside the walls.

"People like us are here to fight, and then die on the battlefield."

This sentence made the scholars outside the wall stunned.

Turning his head to look inside the wall, the high wall was magnificent, but the voice in the wall was filled with helplessness and a wry smile.

When it was a general's family.

The scholar thought about it, shook his head, lowered his head and ate his steamed buns, all of them were poor people.

It's ridiculous to say that he is down, and the people in the wall are obviously rich and noble, but he takes pity on others.

But what's wrong? In this troubled world, who is not a pitiful person?

The dry biscuits were almost finished, and the scholar was about to leave.

But I heard a quiet woman's voice coming from the wall.

"Qingzhu wine luminous cup, if you want to drink the pipa, urge immediately, drunk and lying on the battlefield, Jun Mo smiled, and a few people came back to fight in ancient times."

The short poem of four short sentences made the scholar stop.

Good writing.

"Miss Gu, good poetry, you should make the most of this cup."

"Haha, good!"

The scholar who was listening to the exchange between the two outside smiled, this girl actually made him feel a little heroic.

Miss Gu?

The scholar's eyes showed a bit of yearning, and he secretly wrote down these lines of poetry and the name, and turned to leave.

The next day in Xianyang City, there was a poem in the surrounding wine lees green building, but I don't know why there was a poem.

I don't know the name of the poem, but I heard that it was written by a talented woman surnamed Gu, because it was heard by a down-and-out scholar outside the wall, and it was circulated.

The scholar listened to the poem, but it became a good story for a while.

But when it comes to it, the girl's poems don't look like they were written by a girl.

The full text is like this: Qingzun wine luminous cup, if you want to drink the pipa, you will immediately urge, drunk and lying on the battlefield, Jun Mo smiled, and a few people came back to fight in ancient times.

The poems are sparse, but they are like articles written by a physically and mentally exhausted general after he is drunk.

This does not make people speculate about the identity of this Gu girl.

I heard that the scholar heard the poem outside the wall of Wu Anjun's white rise.

Who doesn't know Wu Anjun? If there are a few women in the family, there will be a few women.

Where did any young woman come from to drink and recite poetry?

Someone remembered that Wu Anjun Bai Qi did accept a disciple some time ago.

Could it be that General Bai Qi accepted a female disciple, that is, the Gu girl?

Now people were interested, and they started to investigate the woman.

Some people said that he had seen the Gu girl, and she was indeed handsome and extraordinary, not only beautiful, but also some men did not have that bit of heroism, wearing men's clothes and holding a long sword in their hands. is like a chic chivalrous man in the rivers and lakes, and has a bit of the temperament of a general on the battlefield, not to mention men, women like it.

Some people say that this girl is very talented, and she was accepted by Bai Qi in the teahouse, and he was on the spot at that time.

There are different opinions, but the name of Miss Gu has spread all over Xianyang City.

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"So, during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, was there anything interesting?" Gu Nan glanced up at the sun above his head.

He was wearing a dark black men's robe, made of linen, which was a little uncomfortable to wear, but it was still warm.

The black shirt made her look more handsome, and her slightly bulging chest was still a little inconspicuous, and if she didn't look closely, she might be recognized as a pretty man.

In the past few days, Bai Qi has not arranged any classes for her, nor has he been too disciplined by her, and he doesn't know what to do when he goes out early in the morning.

When she was fine, she went to Xianyang City for a walk, which was the longest long vacation she had in the past six months.

However, idle is idle, and she becomes distressed.

It's like taking a few months off for the summer vacation, but you can only be bored in a daze every day.

There were indeed not many entertainment projects during the Warring States Period, and she was not a high-cultural talent, and she had no interest in playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Besides, she wouldn't be anything other than painting. The only painting she knows is because she used to be a design major, and she learned a half-baked job.

So, is that what it's like to be idle?

Gu Nan leaned against the wall beside the road.

Watch the clouds in the sky make slow, lateral movements.

Two well-dressed boys walked past her.

"Did you hear that? Recently, there was a new man in the East Hairpin Building, who was everyone's young lady, and the song was excellent, and I heard that Brother Zhuang was fortunate to meet once, and he didn't return to his soul for a long time, and he lost his face. ”

"Hahaha, so, if you have nothing to do, why don't we go and see it today?"

"No, we can't see it, I heard that if you want to see that girl, you must give a poem, and be favored by others, so that you can be lucky enough to hear her play a song."

"This, can the old bustard of the East Hairpin Building agree?"

"Don't say it, the old mother really cooperates with her, scarcity is expensive, Donghairpin Lou has made a lot of money in a few days with this."

"No, then I'll have to see what she looks like."

"Yes, then I'll give up my life to accompany the gentleman and accompany you on a trip, let's say okay first, I don't have any money in my pocket."

"Lay down your life! I'm please, go. ”

Gu Nan stood aside and listened to the words of the two of them clearly.

Listen to their meaning, they are going to the Qinglou, right?

Speaking of which, I am not mistaken, there were indeed Qinglou during the Warring States Period.

The famous Guan Zhong is its inventor, but at this time, Qinglou was still an official prostitute undertaken by the government.

Otherwise······

A strange look appeared on Gu Nan's face.

Let's take a look?

Thinking of this, her nose was hot, she had grown so big, she hadn't visited a place like Qinglou yet. There is no way, who will let the future generations hit strictly?

Well, I've been there before, and a child like me, who grew up under the glory of socialism, will never be corrupted by this evil feudal society.

Gu Nan nodded solemnly and quietly, and quietly kept up with the pace of the two sons.