The shouts of hot-blooded men echoed in Hunan, north of Xiaojinmingchi in Guangzhou City, a section of red pillars and green tiles, even in the building with red lanterns hanging high in the white sky, there was also a warm cheer.

"Why should heroes read the history of books, and write articles with blood surnames. Not immortal, not Buddha, not virtuous, there are propositions outside the pen and ink. Discuss and analyze current affairs, such as medical prescriptions. The text of celebrities and scholars is deep and reckless, and the chest is full of thousands of miscellaneous overlords......"

In the upstairs room, a group of men in various Confucian shirts and wingless black veils raised their glasses and laughed, and there was a bewitching girl beside them, and a man read poetry aloud, which attracted everyone to applaud.

"Good, good! Brother Kerou wrote his daughter's seat so magnificently that I couldn't help but be ashamed of myself. ”

"The overlord doesn't dare to roll, and the hearts of the scrolling girls still make ......"

The dress of these men is not surprising, and now the British and Chinese scholars have redressed in Confucian shirts in the Ming Dynasty, but there are still dark lines on the shoulders and chests of their Confucian shirts, and they are all water birds, plus the silverfish bag embellished around the waist, which suddenly shows a very high status. In addition to the taboo color, the regular clothes of the British and Chinese civil and military officials are allowed to choose the color of the clothes, but they all have dark embroidery, and the pattern is the same as that of the court clothes, and the silverfish bag is the logo of the civil officials.

"Our little woman's heart is just a narrow curtain, how can you get a touch of the wolf of Wenqu."

"Zheng Bianxiu is in turmoil, our daughter's family, which is full of seats, is shaking in the air, so I will point to which Hanlin Lang to hold it up."

All the seats are Hanlin, and the girls accompanying them are not ordinary rouges, and they can even continue to talk about honey.

"Where, some, it's just a casual remark, don't you dare to scrape away the daughter incense of this seat......"

Zheng Xie's face flushed from drinking, and he tried his best to keep himself. Although it was not his wish to enter Shi Yinghua, he was instructed by a group of literary friends in the Hanlin Academy, and he gradually got used to this environment. The heart guard was released, and the young man's merry heart came out first. While busy with the literary affairs of the Hanlin Academy, while studying painting skills, I came to this newly established red street with a group of Hanlin to have fun, and I was also happy.

perfunctory the girl's teasing, another glass of wine in her stomach, but she sighed in her heart. This table of fat powder is already of the highest quality, but it is far less elegant and beautiful than the "maid" I saw in the government hall of the grass hall before, and her heart is stirring. After that, when he didn't see her again, he always felt lost.

But that girl was not a maid, he had already inquired, it was the niece and granddaughter of Duan's "National Teacher", and it was said that she had decided to marry Li Tianwang and would be the fourth concubine of Tianwang's Mansion.

He once felt that the glimpse between himself and her seemed to have a hint of confidant in it, which made him think about it. But knowing this identity, he no longer dared to have any thoughts, whether he was or her, he was a duckweed who was sent by fate.

That's fine...... Writing, painting, painting and reciting poetry, come to this place of wind and moon to relax, and have no scruples about talking about politics, in this regard, Li Tianwang is really beneficial to the world, and he has created a paradise from the Qing court with a cool literary style.

Conquering the Quartet, scolding Fang Xuan, the world is the canvas of Li Tianwang and other figures, and he is at ease to be manipulated by fate, and he is looking for his own Fang Fei in this peach paradise.

"You read the books of the sages in vain, the national disaster is at the head, you only know that the lights are bright and green, the left and the right hug, Confucius Mengdao is corrupted by the virtue of the villain!"

While laughing, a deep cry sounded at the door. Everyone was stunned for a moment, turned their heads to look, and saw a group of men wearing crimson cardigans walking by. The caftan only reached the calf, revealing heavy riding boots, wearing a half-sleeved blouse, wearing a soft-winged gauze hat, and a ceremonial sword hanging from the waist. And the man who spoke was about thirty years old, and he was glaring at everyone with a look of hatred that could not be made of steel.

"Alas...... Which army and battalion is it from? Don't even recognize me? ”

"It's not a trivial matter to insult Shangguan, so I'm not afraid of being used by the guards to beat the board and lock up the black house!?"

Han Linlang here was angry, Yinghua is a heavy martial artist, but the civil officials have not fallen to the point of being casually reprimanded by the martial artists.

The colleague was talking, but Zheng Xie frowned, feeling that this person was a little familiar.

"Shangguan!? Let me see, yo, a bunch of quails, embarrassed to call yourself Shangguan!? I, Huang Shen, am the left lieutenant, so you should salute me!" ”

The man held his head proudly, and immediately made the group of Hanlin lose face.

There are a lot of strange things in Yinghua, one of which is very unique, that is, the martial arts have no quality, which makes it difficult to compare civil and military. But there is no comparison in the official, but in private people have their own comparison. Ordinary people also regard the first level of the "sergeant" of the military rank as an officer, and the sergeant has three grades, from the lowest rank to the ninth rank, then the lowest level of the lieutenant, the right lieutenant, is equivalent to the eighth rank, and the left lieutenant is equivalent to the seventh rank.

Another strange thing about Yinghua is that the grade of "Jingguan" is very low, especially the interns who have just entered the door. The new Hanlin Academy only gave Zhengcong the treatment of eight products, and the embroidery patterns on their bodies were all quails. In front of this little left lieutenant, who is at most an officer who is a sentry commander, according to the civilian comparison, it really has to be an official salute.

"Civil and military are separated, where do you come from!"

"That's it, don't be like this rough man!"

The Hanlin hurriedly went down the stairs by themselves, but Zheng Xie slapped his forehead, this person revealed his name, and he remembered it.

"You are Huang Shen, a disciple of Teacher Shangguan!? How did you get to Guangdong and become a martial artist!? ”

When Zheng Xie was in Zhenzhou, he had studied painting with Shangguan Zhou, a famous painter who traveled to the south of the Yangtze River, and this Huang Shen was a disciple of Shangguan Zhou, and the two met, which was an old thing seven or eight years ago.

"Hey, it's you, I know that with a junior brother like you, I don't dare to climb the price."

Huang Shen knew Zheng Xie early, and he gave his hand as a courtesy, and his tone was still stiff.

"It's Kerou's fellow senior brother, how can you be so disrespectful?"

"The literati govern the government, the warriors guard the land, and the duties cannot be confused."

As soon as the Hanlin heard that there was still such a relationship, they had something to say.

"I don't know what advice my senior brother has?"

Zheng Xie was also annoyed, and asked Huang Shen to let the horse come over.

"The Heavenly King is fighting against the Emperor of the Tatar Qing Dynasty in Hunan, and our warriors are ready to spill blood. I don't expect you literati to throw your heads and spill your blood, but you can wave the flag and shout for our country, encourage the morale of the people, and deter the young people who jump out to confuse people's hearts, this should always be what you can do!? ”

Huang Shen shook his head again and again, very disdainful.

"But look at you, as Hanlin, you are still a group of dogs and horses, it really makes me and other martial artists feel that this blood is not worth spilling, and it is not worth waiting for the king of heaven!"

Zheng Xie was also depressed when he said this, and he couldn't find the words to refute it.

"If you are a scholar, you should be both civil and military! Armor can kill the enemy, and dismount into poetry! All day long, buried in the pile of rouge, like a man!? ”

"To put it very bluntly, half of our classmates in this phase of the Huangpu Martial Arts School are from scholars! After studying for more than half a year, the book has never been lost, and if you want to talk about learning, you may not be able to beat us! ”

Huang Shen's classmates also echoed him, and the indifferent smile on Zheng Xie's face gradually collapsed. Yes, the scholars all have a heart in their hearts that they can lift a sword to kill the enemy when they get on the horse, and they can settle the country when they get off the horse, and they are as far away as Ban Chao and Chen Tang in the Han Dynasty, and as close as Yu Chongwen and Wen Tianxiang, and even Huang Zongxi and Gu Yanwu, they are all civil and military people. Why are these people so full of thinking about poetry and painting, but never thinking of throwing pen to paper?

"Our scholars defend the Taoist system, and the Taoist system is at ease in the hearts of the people, not just a matter of swords and guns......"

Zheng Xie reluctantly refuted, emphasizing the important surnames of their literati.

"Really? So why didn't Huaxia Taoism exist? How did the easy-to-shave Yidi Taoist come about? ”

Huang Shen sneered, Zheng Xie's forehead was sweating, how did he get it, of course, he was killed with a knife and gun, and then his head was cut off.

"Huayi's distinction is more important than the righteousness of master and slave! This is my Huaxia Taoism! At present, the king of heaven and the emperor of the Tatar Qing Dynasty are facing off, in such a turbulent era, a good man, his blood is not sprinkled on the battlefield, and he is not sprinkled on the battlefield that protects people's hearts. But sprinkled in the rouge pile, I don't know where to reincarnate in the next life! ”

Huang Shen made a loud noise, and Zheng Xie's brain finally recovered at this time.

"Dare to ask Senior Brother, are you waiting here to spill blood?"

His words are very sarcastic, we are here to have fun, aren't you too, why can you accuse us!?

"This ......"

Huang Shen was stunned for a moment, his face was twisted, but his classmates around him made a lot of fun.

"We see that we are going to the battlefield, this is to bring a boy and a chicken to open the buds, as a man, how can we not come to this world in vain."

The bunch of student officers of the Huangpu Martial Arts Academy suddenly became noisy.

"Who is the boy chicken, we are here to cheer you up, lest you see the girl for the first time, and you will be so frightened that you can't raise a gun or fire a cannon!"

"Later, I will tell my mother to pay attention, which girl gave a red envelope, and she has to report her name!"

The building was suddenly lively, the girls laughed, and the old bustard raised his voice: "The chief master wants to go to the battlefield to protect the country, and our Qinglou also has to work hard!" Girls, you will have to hand over red envelopes later! Count me in on Mommy! ”

Huang Shen and the others pedaled away, and everyone in the wide room laughed, but the atmosphere was difficult to return to.

"You say...... This country, good or bad......"

Zheng Xie suddenly spoke leisurely.

"Whether it's good or not, eat Junlu and repay Jun's kindness, we have to do our best."

Some people force their faces, but their minds have moved.

"What's not good? What is the Tao of Confucius and Mencius, the Tao of God, isn't it just for a good world? Since the King of Heaven can fight such a good way by relying on the way of God, we should also take a hand when we are full of wealth. ”

Some say it more directly.

"Since the King of Heaven said that this is everyone's country, then I also have a part, we can't move swords and guns, but we can move our pens, how can it be more effective than those warriors!"

Others had already gotten up and were speaking passionately.

This is a big era, if people are wandering, should they continue to feel nostalgic, or go down the river to find the unknown future?

Zheng Xie was stunned, and at the same time, a hot heat surged in his chest.

"Yuexiu Times special number! There is no country where there is no people, and the country is the program of the people! Lei Zhenzi called on everyone to serve the country, have money to contribute, and make a strong contribution! ”

"The special number of "Shilin", the national movement system is one, please don't go to the army! The newspaper shouted that everyone signed a petition, asking the king not to come to the battlefield in person and risk his life! ”

""Righteousness" is no longer scolding! It's just as exciting! This issue is about the same hatred of the enemy, defend my China! Even if the scholar can't go into battle to kill the enemy, he still has to preach the righteousness of China to everyone, and he also specially attached the righteousness song of Prime Minister Wencheng! ”

"The Business Times said that for every newspaper sold, the Chamber of Commerce and Industry would donate one or two pieces of silver! Everyone, you have heard clearly, if you buy a newspaper for three pennies, the merchants will donate one or two pieces of silver to the king. ”

The Hanlin went downstairs and walked out of the place known as "Beihong Street", and were immediately shocked by the cries of the newsboys, not only the newsboys, but also many scholars on the street unfolding the newspaper and reading to the illiterate people. The gentlemen who were telling stories in the restaurant also ran out, set up stalls on the street, and did not put on the money baskets with copper, and talked to men, women, and children, and talked about the war in Hunan.

"It seems like a big family was knocked on the door by bandits......"

The Hanlin people felt something in their hearts, and they had never read about this situation in which the minds of the soldiers, people, industrialists, and soldiers were stirred, and they had never seen it with their own eyes, with their superficial experience.

"This country, after all, is everyone's country."

Zheng Xiexin said that Li Tianwang really planted this seed in everyone's hearts, and now is the time to germinate.

"Let's go, write a recital! With such a heart, we have to weave it up for great use! ”

Colleagues beckoned, and Jung Xie nodded heavily.

(To be continued)