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However, what Wang Yuan didn't know was that Liu Xunzhi's words were exaggerated, but most of them were facts. Although Li Shizhi's prohibition of Wang Yuan from leaving the house was due to other reasons, as Liu Xunzhi said, the name Wang Yuan has been very popular in the literati circle of Chang'an City in the past few days.

Several poems from the Ewha Poetry Meeting quickly went viral, and it was a must-talk topic in various gatherings and poetry meetings. Among them, there are naturally the credits of Wang Wei, Wang Changling, Yan Zhenqing and other celebrities, and it is also the credit deliberately spread by Liu Xunzhi and Liang Sigui in Li Shizhi's mansion.

Datang Chang'an is a magical city, although most people are in captivity and seem to be isolated from the world, but every topic and everything will form a trend in a short period of time. For example, last summer, when the carriages and horses of the three sisters of the palace concubines were summoned to Chang'an, Mrs. Qiuguo's bandeau dress with red peony flowers and birds and a sunshade blue and white wide-brimmed cloth hat with long finches became the new favorite of Chang'an noblewomen almost overnight.

Last summer, as long as you walked down Chang'an Avenue, you could see red bandeau dresses and hats with finches everywhere. It is said that because of the popularity of this hat, thousands of colored peacocks in the Lingnan area were killed in order to get the feathers on the peacocks' heads to make hats.

The same is true in the literary world, where a good poem can become the focus of discussion among the scribes of Chang'an within a few days, and this discussion will immediately arouse the ideas of relevant circles, such as the many Qingguan in Pingkangfang. Among them, several young museums with keen business acumen soon gathered musicians to compose music for several of Wang Yuan's poems, and in less than half a day, you can hear the songs composed by Zhenghong's poems on the bustling streets of Pingkangfang, which is melodious in silk and bamboo.

If you want to know whose poems are the hottest in Chang'an City recently, one of the easiest ways is to go to Pingkangfang and listen to whose poems are sung in the Qingguan. To know what the most popular hair accessories, the most popular clothing styles, and the most popular makeup are in Chang'an City, you can find the most correct answer in Pingkangfang.

It's strange, but it's very reasonable, Datang's pop culture is so keen, the literary world and officialdom, officialdom and Qinglou, literary world and Qinglou, like concentric circles rotating at the same time, always synchronized and influencing each other.

Wang Yuan stayed in Li Shizhi's mansion for four or five days, and listened to Liu Xunzhi and Liang Sigui every day say that he was now famous in Chang'an City, and he was a little sick to his stomach. Originally, Wang Yuan thought that these were their politeness, but the truth may not be so exaggerated. But once is polite, three or five times is polite, is thirty times and fifty times also polite? Wang Yuan himself was a little convinced, and at the same time, he was even more eager to go out of the mansion to take a look.

Wang Yuan decided to go outside to see himself in person. How hot it is, there is another thing I have to do. Lan Xinhui in the Autumn Moon Pavilion of Pingkangfang at the poetry meeting had a lie that had not yet been fulfilled, and he made an appointment to go to her three days later to listen to her explanation, and now that four or five days have passed, it is time to see if the story made up by Lan Xinhui is logical. Anyway, there is a saying, this not only satisfies his curiosity, but also rests the original soul of the skin he possesses.

On the afternoon of the eighth day of the second lunar month, Wang Yuan pretended to take a nap and got up quietly, changed into a servant's costume and pretended to be a servant who entered the Zuo Xiang's Mansion and slipped out of the Zuo Xiang's Mansion smoothly.

Out of the mansion, Wang Yuan really saw a lot of people dangling at the door, most of them were scribes, and there were also a few unknown people with strange burly eyes flashing, but on the whole, it was normal, and he didn't see the kind of people in Liu Xun's straight mouth who were looking forward to it, and after he appeared, he didn't see these people crying and shouting to him for autographs, and there was not even a person to greet him.

"This brother, can Wang Yuan be in the Zuo Prime Minister's Mansion?" A few people gathered around to ask Wang Yuan.

Wang Yuan instantly understood why these people turned a blind eye to him, because his outfit concealed his identity very well. The servants in Tsing Yi and small hats are naturally not Wang Yuan's sons, and the servants in Li Zuoxiang's mansion come and go hundreds of people every day, most of these people have never seen Wang Yuan, and where can they recognize them.

"What's wrong in the house?" Wang Yuan was naughty and talked to them with a smile.

"Trouble my brother to help me hand over a name post? Let's just say that I Chang'an Hu Dezhi admires his poetry very much, how about he please comment on a few of my clumsy works for me? ”

Saying this, a self-bound book of poems was stuffed into Wang Yuan's hand, and the fat face of the fat-faced scholar in front of him was full of anticipation.

"And I, I also hope to get the guidance of Wang Gongzi, Liu Zheng'an in Xia Chongyi Fang,"

"Under Zhao Zhijing......"

Wang Yuan looked at the messy group of scribes and was very amused in his heart, waved his hand and said, "I'm in a hurry to do something, but I don't have the time to help you." However, I heard that Wang Gongzi is going out in the afternoon, and you wait here, and you may meet him in person. ”

Everyone was overjoyed and said, "Really? ”

Wang Yuan said: "What are you lying about? Don't get in the way, I'm going to run errands. ”

When everyone heard that Wang Yuan would leave the Zuo Prime Minister's Mansion in the afternoon, how could they be interested in this servant again, they scattered to find the best position and stared at the door, Wang Yuan hurriedly got out and left, and after crossing the main street, he turned onto the fork street and went straight to Pingkangfang.

On the way, Wang Yuan laughed a little, but he was even more confused. Thinking that Liu Xunzhi's words to compliment himself are untrue, although it seems that he is indeed a little famous, but it is not as exaggerated as Liu Xunzhi described. In Liu Xun's straight mouth, it seems that he has become a national idol, and even endangers his safety, but this is not the case. Then the reason why I am not allowed to go out freely is actually absurd, and it is definitely not for this reason.

Half an hour later, Wang Yuan entered the gate of Pingkangfang. One in. In Pingkang Fang, standing on the streets of the square where the tide of people crisscrossed him, Wang Yuan was immediately stunned. It's not because of the bustling and lively Pingkangfang, nor the exquisite beauty of the pavilions and corridors of the green pavilions on both sides of the street, but because Wang Yuan's ears are filled with songs of different thicknesses and heights coming from the green pavilions on both sides of the street.

Although the vocals are noisy, although the singing is intermittent, and although the tune is unfamiliar, Wang Yuan can still hear what he sings.

The hall of the Red Jade Pavilion on the left sings: A few plums in the corner, Ling Han opened it alone, and he knew that it was not snow, because there was a dark fragrance.

The Qinglan Pavilion in the front right is singing: Leaving the grass on the plain, one year old and one withering, the wildfire is not burned and the spring breeze blows and grows......

The left ear heard: It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet, and the east wind is powerless......

What poured in the right ear was: the human face does not know where, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze......

Wang Yuan was almost stupid, almost every roadside youth hall was singing a few poems he had written recently, which made Wang Yuan suddenly have a feeling of both familiarity and strangeness when he visited the bazaar in later generations when he was a child.

When I was a child, I followed my grandparents in my hometown to catch the market, walked in the bustling market, and walked a few steps to hear the open-air stereo placed by the merchants: "You are always too soft-hearted, too soft-hearted......"; Over there: "Love is not something you want to buy, you can buy it if you want to buy it...... and after walking a few steps, you can hear: "I'm looking up...... ...... above the moon". And most of the songs that can be released in the bazaar are divine comedies that are becoming popular all over the country.

Now, every few steps here, what he hears are his own poems composed into tunes and performing, which makes Wang Yuan not know what kind of feeling in his heart. It is difficult for Wang Yuan to describe his feelings, obviously he is indeed as described by Liu Xunzhi and others, he has become famous with poetry meetings and a few carrying poems, but the hot posture in front of him still makes Wang Yuan a little overwhelmed and even a little embarrassed.

Wang Yuan calmed down and took a few deep breaths, reminding himself to be calm, since his poems are so popular here, Wang Yuan doesn't want to be recognized, then I'm afraid it will really be difficult to move an inch. So he lowered his head and walked quickly, and soon found the Autumn Moon Pavilion located at the west end of the cross street in the fang.

In Pingkangfang, Cross Street is the most prosperous location, and dozens of the most famous Qingguan are also located on Cross Street; Other non-high-grade brothels can only exist in fork streets or alleys.

The Autumn Moon Pavilion is not the boss of the green buildings in Pinghangfang, the Pear Flower Pavilion is the leader in the industry in Pingkangfang, but the Autumn Moon Pavilion is not unknown, as can be seen from the huge gatehouse and signboards, as well as the exquisite buildings that rise up to three floors in the courtyard. Compared with other green houses on the cross street, it is not inferior.

Wang Yuan came to the front of the tall building of the Autumn Moon Pavilion, two burly men with gray cloth hats were sitting on the bench in front of the door basking in the sun, and a woman with a fat face holding a white hand was chatting with two strong men while yawning.

At this time, it was early afternoon, according to the living habits of Datang, at this moment, the major youth halls were not long open, and there were many prostitutes who accompanied the guests all night to carnival. The woman has not yet gotten up, and then pushes back for an hour, which is when the guests come to the door one after another, and it lasts until sunset, when the door is closed, and the peak period has passed.

The woman who greeted the guest in front of the door obviously didn't get up for a long time, and her face was full of fat powder and couldn't hide her tiredness, when she saw Wang Yuan probing her brain at the door, she only glanced at Wang Yuan, but she lost interest when she looked at Wang Yuan's outfit.

Wang Yuan didn't care so much, he walked towards the door, and the woman jumped up like a spring, stopped Wang Yuan and frowned: "Hey, hey, what are you going to do?" Want to walk in and not say hello? ”

Wang Yuan smiled: "Do you want to say hello when you come here?" Isn't your opening for business? ”。

"Ah, you speak so unreasonably, there are no rules in the green building, who wants to come in, come in?"

Wang Yuan smiled: "How do you say that." ”

The woman rolled her eyes and said, "What do you say?" Looking for acquaintances or trying new ones? Seeing that you are also visiting a restaurant for the first time, I will tell you that the groom will visit the Qingguan for double the fare, and the money will be taken out to see it, and you can enter it with enough money. ”

Wang Yuan smiled: "It turns out that there is still this rule, but I'm not here to find happiness, I'm here to find someone." ”

"Looking for someone? Do you have a good friend in our Autumn Moon Pavilion? How can I see your eyes? Go and go, you will know that there is no money at a glance, save your little money to do what you have to do, and ordinary people who beg for food also learn from others to visit restaurants. The woman's face was full of disdain, and her green sleeves flicked repeatedly, driving Wang Yuan away like a fly.