"Good poetry, good songs, good singing skills!" A magnetic old man's voice sounded outside the screen, and it was all too familiar. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Red Sleeves hurriedly stood up to greet him, and the person who came turned out to be Xun Shuang, the dean of Yingchuan Academy.

He Xian was the first to stand up and bow and salute, looking quite flustered, as if a child who had done something wrong had been caught by his parents.

The first time I visited a brothel, I was caught by the headmaster, and if it was in the 21st century, I would not have to be fired directly. But this is the Han Dynasty, not the Celestial Dynasty of the 21st century, and the dean's visit to brothels is also above board. What's more, there are also students of his two sons and nephews. Thinking of this, He Xian's heart felt settled.

Xun Shuang is just here to invite an old friend to visit today, that is, the personable middle-aged man who followed behind, a member of the royal family, Liu Biao, a famous scholar from Shanyang County, Yanzhou, Liu Jingsheng.

Under Xun Shuang's recommendation, He Xian, Guo Jia, Xun's sons and nephews came over to salute Liu Biao one by one.

For the future lord of Jingzhou, He Xian couldn't help but take a few more looks. Historical records record that Liu Biao is more than eight feet long, with a gentle and majestic appearance, and is well-known in the world when he was young, and the seven wise men are called "Eight Jun". Seeing this Liu Jingzhou with his own eyes, he is really a handsome guy with a good demeanor, in his thirties, with a long beard and beautiful hair, and nothing to say about his appearance. There is a harmless smile on his face, which makes people look quite kind. But He Xian knew that this seemingly gentle middle-aged man would ride into Jingzhou alone in the future and have been in charge of Jingzhou in troubled times for nearly 20 years. Although he is not heroic in expanding his territory, he is definitely not a rotten Confucian who is easy to get along with.

In the Three Kingdoms era at the end of the Han Dynasty, none of the princes were fuel-efficient lamps.

At the same time as He Xian looked at Liu Biao, he didn't know that Comrade Liu Jingsheng was also paying attention to the youngest fat man in the field.

As a member of the Han family, Liu Biao naturally closely follows every move of the court. He Guifei is now favored by the Holy Family, and the wealth of the He family has been confirmed. Regardless of whether befriending the He family can bring benefits, at least there will not be too much harm.

So, Liu Biao naturally talked to He Xian cordially. Although the topic is always inseparable from greeting He Xian's father, the current Luoyang Ling He Jin, and the old lady He Zhen, who has recently become famous in the Yingchuan area, Liu Biao's meaning is clear: I am optimistic about your family!

He Xian naturally replied respectfully, but it was a harmonious picture between the seniors and the juniors.

After a brief inquiry, Xun Shuang learned that today's dinner was written by He Xian and Guo Jiadou, and he couldn't help but praise it greatly. At the same time, don't forget to hit Xun You and Xun Yu, such a good opportunity to learn, why not participate, it's really not enterprising! The sons and nephews of the Xun family nodded their heads again and again, and they were deprived of the opportunity to refute.

After Xun Shuang's toss, the difference between victory and defeat became more diluted. The dinner has also become a banquet for the elderly, and He Xian and the others have completely become a nodding worm that can be taught.

What a generation gap! Terrible in any era!

Xun Shuang is very happy today, accompanied by old friends, and there are academy disciples who have a brilliant performance, and they have a very long face. After he was full of wine and food, he led Xun You and Xun Yu back to the house. The Xun family is very strict, eating and drinking is not a problem, and staying in the place of fireworks is degenerate.

Guo Jiamu sent Xun's carriage away, and also left with He Xian. He was also very happy today, and as he expected, He Xian gave him another surprise. Today's competition was just a small beginning, and he could feel that the fate between him and He Xian was much more than that. The coming day is long, let's do it and fight.

Xiao Yu'er was also very happy, and she was very excited to beat the red sleeves of the No. 1 Oiran Xiaoyao Pavilion in Yingchuan County. After tonight, she will surely make a name for herself and bring a large number of guests to Xiaoxiang Garden. Of course she was happy to get more money. But what she is even happier is that today's competition has made her the first person to sing songs in Yingchuan County.

She loved to sing, and her talent came from her mother, a courtesan. Her father was a scholarly family, and he met and fell in love with his mother in the land of fireworks, and her father ransomed for her mother and married her home as a concubine. But because the enemy framed him, the family fell into the middle of the road, his father died tragically, his mother was seriously ill, and he was kicked out of the house. As a last resort, she had to return to her mother's old business and sing songs to save her mother. She is not yet fourteen years old, she does not sell her body as an artist, and the old bustard is not persecuted for the time being. Becoming the best courtesan in the Han Dynasty is her current goal in life, that is, the rule of selling art and not selling herself can be maintained for a few years, and she herself doesn't know.

Xiao Yu'er's Fu Ge'er also came, a very handsome young man, no more than fifteen years old, with starry eyes and sword eyebrows, a handsome face, and an elegant figure.

When he saw He Xian, he bowed deeply, which can be regarded as an apology.

"I'm placing an order, thank you, Childe!" Shan Fu's words are not much, but they are very sincere.

"Well said, well said! If you don't fight, you don't know each other! Anything can come to me in the future! He Xian bowed his hand and saluted back.

Looking at Shan Fu's face, He Xian knew that this little brother was not easy to accept. Although the dress is a little simpler, the temperament exuded by Shan Fu is not comparable to those reckless people. This Shan Fu is not a son who experiences life, but a child of a family who is in the middle of the road. Either way, it is not something that can bow down and call oneself the lord of the lord. To put it bluntly, this is a type of person who has ideals and pursuits, exiled to future generations, and is a literary and artistic youth. If you want to get his approval, you have to have the means to calm him down and convince him.

After Xiao Yu'er bowed, she was escorted away by Shan Fu, whether she returned to Xiaoxiang Yuan or where, He Xian did not know.

At the same time that the water tune song made Xiao Yuer popular, He Xian also became popular. Some people say that such a deep life of words and sentences cannot be created by a seven-year-old child, and someone must have found someone to write it for him, such as Mrs. He, who wrote "Hundred Family Names" and "Thousand Character Essays". Some people also say that this lyrics and music are indeed written by himself, as evidenced by Xiaoyuer. The door that He Xian had been looking for a few years ago turned out to be a passage back to the fairy world, He Xian was originally a lost immortal who was wandering in the world, and the one called the director was the immortal who said that he would answer him. I never thought that after waiting for seven years, I still can't wait. The turbidity of the mortal world entered the body, and it was difficult for He Xian to return to the immortal realm, so he had to calm down and be the best mortal, re-cultivate, and strive to be able to return to heaven again.

When He Miao told these stories at the family banquet again, he leaned back with laughter, and called the person who made up the story too outrageous.

until he was slapped into the soup pot in front of him by the old man.

"These stories are what Lao Tzu ordered me to release!" Old lady He said angrily.

He Miao is a wonderful person, hearing the old man's words, he didn't say a word, he gave a thumbs up, completely ignoring the fact that ten seconds ago, he was still laughing at the person who made up the story.

"The real is the virtual, and the virtual is the real. The real and the fake are mixed together, and the more fake it sounds, the better. The He family has a shallow foundation and does not need a genius. Xian'er, there is no need to be so flamboyant after today. Your fame is already big enough, and Mr. Sima agrees to accept you as an entry. You're good enough, it's time to hide. The rafters that come out rot first! None of these families are good at Dingxi! We've got to watch out for them killing you! Old lady He advised.

"No!" He Xian obediently agreed. It's not that he doesn't understand the truth, sometimes he just can't hold back this pleasure. The kind of pleasure affirmed by historical celebrities is something He Xian has never enjoyed in his previous life. It seems that it is going to be changed, so as not to be sold and help people pay for it when they get it.

Just when the literati and scholars in the entire Yingchuan County were staring at He Xian, looking at when his next masterpiece of lyrics and music would come out, He Xian seemed to have disappeared, hid in He Mansion and Academy, and never showed his head again.

Practice martial arts, read books and learn characters. He Xian's mood really began to settle down and integrate into the life of the Han Dynasty.

What's more, the medicinal materials that Old Lady He had been preparing for seven years were finally collected. He is going to make an important medicinal bath for his good grandson, also called Zhuji!