The growing danger was approaching Shen Lian and Su Wan, and the two of them, who were well-educated, elegant and rich in worldly experience, still didn't know anything about it. Since Xiao Zhi left the capital to pray on Wutai Mountain, Shen Lian and Su Wan were not idle, and took a few servants to go east along the old road of the Yellow River.

Although it was nominally a trip, Shen Lian knew in his heart that his "giving money back to the mountain" was very different from Li Bai. Tang Xuanzong regarded Li Bai as a literati and a plaything for fun; But Xiao Zhen really regards him as a bosom friend. He knew Xiao Zhen's thoughts, and he wanted to ask him to help the Qi Dynasty recruit a group of Daoist and talented people in his position as the master of the Rashomon Gate, and not let this group of people slip to the side of the Three Dynasties.

Xiao Zhi has revealed to him many times that he still has the intention of using him again. But Shen Lian has no interest in being an official at all, because of the filthy framing in the officialdom, the greasy flattery, the unpredictable ups and downs, and the uncertain characters like Wu Haoze and Song Qinglian by his side, he can't tell it himself, he only feels ominous. But since he is fortunate to be the friend and brother-in-law of the current king, he has the responsibility to help Xiao Zhi to be a hero who will be famous for all generations and reign over the world. What's more, he confirmed that Xiao Zhi can take on the second responsibility. For this reason, he wanted to find a group of talents for Xiao Zhi in the rivers and lakes, so as to assist Xiao Zhi in governing the country and the people, and creating a great cause.

Shen Lian and Su Wan went from Shandong to Anhui, first did the things in Fengyang Mansion, and then took a boat to Anqing Mansion to play. Shen Lian is a person who is used to being sparse, lazy to socialize, and struggling with restraint, so after arriving in Anqing, he did not interact with the government anymore, and Su Wan found a reliable century-old shop "Windward Pavilion" to live in. How did he know that his every move was still under the strict attention of the imperial court! On the third day of my stay, the weather suddenly turned cold. When he got up early in the morning, Shen Lian felt that it was strangely cold, and when he saw that the window paper was bright, he thought that he had overslept. As soon as he opened the window, a cold wind swept in the snow, filling his neck with snow. He couldn't help but be surprised and delighted, and hurriedly took out the fox fur that Xiao Zhi had rewarded him from the package and put it on Su Wan. After breakfast, the two rushed downstairs and said to the shopkeeper, "Today's good snow is probably the last time this spring." The two of us wanted to charter the one on the west side of the pavilion, where the river view is good, and we can drink and watch the snow alone. I'm willing to pay more! ”

"The two masters are one step late, and the West Pavilion room has already arrived." The guy said with a smile on his face, "But don't be annoyed, the West Pavilion is so big, everyone plays their own people's game, the two have nothing to do with it, there are only seven or eight people in total, and they are all literati, just chanting poetry and talking, and the small ones don't pick up guests anymore." ”

Shen Lian and Su Wan had no choice but to do so. When he ascended the pavilion, he saw that there were already eight people in the West Pavilion, but they were divided into three. There are two people at the southeast table. People about forty years of age wore gray cotton robes. Others, who were younger, sat down at the bottom of them, leaning against the window and muttering their glasses, and when they saw him come up, they all looked at them and turned their faces to admire the snow, as if they were writing poems in rhyme. Another middle-aged man sat under the east window, opened a window, and leaned on the windowsill to watch the snow. There was a young man sitting at a table under the west wall, dressed a little peculiarly, wearing only a blue poplin jacket, covering a rain-soaked azure buckle vest, a long braid hanging down behind a black satin melon skin hat, almost dragging to the ground, with a long sword hanging from his waist, drinking alone from left to right, seeing Shen Lian and Su Wan, who was dressed as a man, coming upstairs, they seemed to be a little at a loss, so they nodded with a smile and said: "These two brothers, a few people over there are chanting poems, why don't you sit together here?" ”

"Thank you," Shen Lian and Su Wan sat down, and Shen Lian smiled, "I'm just afraid of the cold here—dare to ask your surname, Taifu?" ”

"Mr. is wearing a fox fur and saying that it is cold, then I should freeze!" The young man was no more than twenty years old, but he was very free and easy, looking at Su Wan who was wrapped in fox fur, he smiled and said, "No, the surname is Shang, it's called War Song, what about you?" ”