A quarter of the area of Jinchangfang belongs to the Great Mercy and Grace Temple, which is Zhenguan ten years, after the death of the eldest grandson queen, her son Li Zhi was the result of large-scale expansion on the basis of the original site in memory of his biological mother, and finally made it the first Buddhist temple in Chang'an City, located in the temple of Ci'en Temple Tower, but also because of a person and the name of the ages.

His name is Xuanzang.

At this time, the tower of Ci'en Temple, has not been as crooked as after a thousand years, it was built in Yonghui three years, to Tianbao eleven years, exactly a hundred years, the tower is seven floors high, more than 50 steps high, it is the highest building in the city, from the top of the tower can overlook the whole Chang'an City.

Although it has the name of praying for the blessing of the mother, this temple is not exclusive to the royal family, ordinary people can enter the temple to perform rituals, and even play, and the high temple tower is a place for literati and artists to linger.

In the last month of Tianbao's eleventh year, five literati gathered here, among which Du Fu, who was the most famous in later generations, was the only one with a white body, neither as good as Cen Shen and Gao Shi, who had already been famous for a long time, nor as good as Xue Ju and Chu Guangxi, who had been in the office for several years, but had no official reputation.

Of course, no one will be deterred by this, and the five of them compete to climb the stairs, layer by layer, until there are no more stairs.

Looking down from the highest floor, Chang'an City is like a chessboard, which is neatly divided by various square streets and straight roads, and at the far end of the central axis, the majestic Taiji Palace looms in the clouds, which is refreshing and pleasant to watch.

"Climb high and look into the distance, there is a scenery but no poetry, isn't it a pity, which of you will come first?" Chu Guangxi first proposed.

"The one who is rising every day, Twenty-Seven Lang, who else is you?" Gao Shi looked at Cen Shen with a smile.

Cen Shen shook his head, pointed to the scenery under the tower, and said abruptly: "Vulgar, if it is poetry and singing, you have to talk about the level of your position, our Li Xiangguo, isn't he the first person in the Tang Dynasty?" ”

"Life is fast, as three or five know, put wine and sing, today's right should be for Cen to see off, it is rare for all friends to come, why don't you and I each write a poem, paste it in this tower wall, wait until next time, if you are lucky, revisit the old place, and then take it out to taste, isn't it a different mood?"

"Okay, Twenty-seven Lang's proposal, it's very much in line with my opinion, just do it, go to the monk to borrow paper and pen, wait a minute." Without waiting for everyone to respond, Xue Yi ran down with the corner of his robe.

"This Xue Er, he is the most anxious."

Gao Shi smiled dumbly, and the rest of the people leaned on a corner, looking out of the window, brewing poetry in their hearts, although there is no difference between high and low, secretly, who wants to be worse than others.

Cen Shen stood with him, both of them had strange thoughts, but it was not easy to speak, or the latter was the first to break it.

"Doctor Geshu heard about your marshal, so I asked on my behalf, why is it here?"

"There is no unwarranted disaster, and there is a catastrophe that flies, and the will of heaven makes people." Cen Shen used three idioms in a row to briefly summarize the whole thing.

Gao Shi silently wrote down his words, since His Majesty met, Ge Shuhan and Feng Changqing have never met, on the one hand, the two of them are each Jiezhen, it is not good to make the relationship too open, and second, the rumor about who will be the right minister, swept the two of them in, and it was slightly embarrassing to meet, it is better to let people pass the word, the staff, isn't it used at this time.

"Doctor Geshu has a word, please tell Feng Shuai." Gao Shi will not express any opinion on this, his role is to be a mouthpiece.

"Please."

"It is necessary to prevent the snipe and the clam from fighting, and the fisherman from profiting."

"So-and-so knows, and he must convey it."

Cen Shen bowed his hand slightly, it can be regarded as a thank you on behalf of Chang Qing, and it is a great favor for people to care about it at this time, not to mention that this reminder is not superfluous at all.

Yang Guozhong hasn't made a move yet.

After saying that, the two didn't say much, and turned the topic to today's poem topic, Gao Shi looked at the man in a cloth coat opposite, who was still straight, and said as if unintentionally.

"I heard that Du Zimei has an old relationship with the Liu family?"

"You know it, don't talk about it in front of him." Cen Shen nodded.

"It's a pity, I have tried and failed, in fact, with Zimei's poetry, you and I are slightly inferior, since it is going to open, why not have one more of him, you might as well mention it to him, see if you are willing to get out of the stopper."

"Don't you know his temperament, Liu Renfu wants to help, in the name of painting, Zimei is very proud in his bones, this mouth will not be opened, so as not to lose the friendship of gentlemen."

Gao Shi shook his head slightly: "It's not a way to go on like this, his wife has just given birth, I heard that it is a little bad, it takes money to extend the doctor and ask for medicine, and it is more or less an entry with you, in fact, speaking of which, Anxi is not too far away." ”

"It's not a matter of distance." Cen Shen sighed: "Let's find an opportunity to point out with him, whether it succeeds or not, it can only depend on himself." ”

While speaking, Xue Ju had already run up from below with paper, pen, ink and other things, looking at his appearance, he was sweating profusely and panting, and everyone didn't notice Wan'er.

"You look at the scenery here, but let a certain meal be easy to find, there is no one in this tower at all, so I have no choice but to go to the temple to find it, is it so easy to get?"

Xue Yi first expressed his merits, and then said: "I just heard a piece of news below, you must not guess it. ”

"If you can't guess, you can't guess, Xue Er, it's just which lady came to repay the vow, what does it have to do with you?" Chu Guangxi knew him for a long time, and smiled and squeezed it.

"Vulgar." Xue Ju gave him a look of contempt, and he hung everyone's appetite without saying anything.

"Okay, okay, I can't guess, and I'll make you proud." Gao Shi smiled, he did have a little curiosity in his heart.

"It's pretty much the same, let me tell you, Twenty-Seven Lang has a new owner, no one can imagine it."

Xue said mysteriously: "It's actually the prince." ”

"Is that true?" Gao Shi did not hide the surprise in his heart and asked anxiously.

"The news just came out, Chen Xilie took the golden book and treasure seal and went to the prince's mansion in person, this time I am only afraid of a big banquet."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes turned to Cen Shen, and even he himself opened his mouth in surprise, because this news is indeed as the other party said, no one can think of it, but I am afraid that in this Chang'an City, few people will guess.

The prince actually took over the protection of Anxi!

Hearing the news, Cen Shen was a little absent-minded, and the poems he wrote were only mediocre, but as Gao Shi expected, Du Fu's "Climbing the Tower of Ci'en Temple with Zhu Gong" was unanimously praised by everyone, and Cen Shen, who was thinking about it, chewed two of the sentences and seemed to understand something.

Jun looks at the wild goose, each with its own rice and sorghum.