Chapter 64 Tea House Poetry Meeting

Xu Mengmeng raised his hands and pressed them down, his voice became much more serious, and he looked at them standing tall in the training ground and said loudly:

"Formal training starts tomorrow, so I'll announce the rules first:

First, keep quiet when I speak, and raise your hand when I have any doubts.

Second, every morning, no matter how early it is, when you hear the first drum, immediately get up and dress up and gather here at the training ground, and the last ten people to arrive every day cancel breakfast;

Third, all matters related to the team must not be disclosed to the outside world, and family members cannot say that there will be no forgiveness for violators, remember that it is all things, including eating and dressing, etc., do you hear clearly? If in doubt, raise your hand! ”

After waiting for a while, seeing that no one raised their hand to ask, Xu Mengmeng spoke again: "Since everyone has no doubts, then we will all go to the armament camp to collect the armaments I prepared for you later, and then mark all of them with their own names, remember that they are all of them, okay, disband!" ”

Seeing that their own general Hades had left, the soldiers went to the armament camp in twos and threes, and it was Liujin, who was in charge of distributing things to them.

Ryujin had not given the soldiers much: a black suit, a red winter coat that had not been issued before, a brass armor, and a thin silver-gray cape.

Seeing that there were only these few things, everyone who was looking forward to it was a little disappointed, they thought that they would receive any special weapons, after all, their own generals were famous for having many weapons on their bodies, and at that moment someone couldn't help but ask:

"General Ryu, why don't you have weapons?"

"The weapon is still being made, and it will be distributed in a month!" Ryujin replied as she registered.

Xu Mengmeng returned to the city after giving everything she wanted to explain, less than a month away from Chunqiu, although she got some information from Lin Chongda, she still decided to check it herself.

Yunqi Tea House

There are a lot of large and small teahouses in the capital, but to say that the most popular among the scholars is this Yunqi teahouse, close to the spring, although it is the New Year's Festival, the weather is also slightly cold, but there are many people who gather here to discuss knowledge.

Xu Mengmeng changed into an ordinary pale cyan robe for the first time today, like those scribes, with half a bundle of hair, a folding fan pinned to his waist, and his face was not covered with a mask or mask, but his eyebrows were thickened and his face was smeared a little yellow.

She didn't enter the teahouse from time to time, and when she entered, there were already a lot of people talking in the lobby, and she followed Xiao Er up to the second floor to find a card seat in the lobby and sat down.

"Xiao Er, I'm a man from out of town, is your teahouse so lively every day?" Xu Mengmeng picked up the hot tea and blew lightly, and asked casually.

"No, it's less than a month before the Spring Festival, and everyone likes to come here to discuss and learn!"

"Will some of the gentlemen in Beijing also come to your teahouse?"

"Hey, don't say it, in our teahouse, there are not many people like you who come from other places as in the city! Look at the white-clothed one in the center of the crowd, his name is Ma Yuchuan, a well-educated person is also handsome, and he is a famous talent in our capital, and it is said that he will be able to get in the top three this year! Xiao Er pointed to a young man downstairs who was surrounded by everyone and said with a smile.

"Really?" Xu Mengmeng's fingers slid lightly on the cup, and cast his eyes on Ma Yuchuan in the crowd.

Is he Ma Yuchuan? The trump card in the hands of the Seven Princes? Life is Zhou Zheng, but I don't know if there is really ink in my stomach!

"Where's the blue-clad guy next to him?" Xu Mengmeng pointed down and continued to ask. The young man in blue clothes was more delicate, but the reason why Xu Mengmeng noticed him was mainly because he saw that Ma Yuchuan was very arrogant to other people, but he was more polite to him in a brocade robe.

"You say him, he is the youngest son of Lord Yin Zhaojing of Kyoto Prefecture, Zhao Junyan Zhao Xiaogongzi, and he is also quite famous in the capital. Is there anything else needed for objectivity? If there are no small ones, go down first! ”

"Hmm" Xu Mengmeng waved his hand, and then focused his eyes on those people.

In fact, Ma Yuchuan has had some arrogance in his heart since he took the Seventh Prince, and he is also quite disdainful of the group of people around him, but thinking of the previous explanation, he has to talk and laugh patiently.

"I heard that Brother Yuchuan made another article on the way of business not long ago, and today is just taking advantage of everyone's presence to take it out for everyone to learn, okay?" The crowd talked about poetry, and one of them proposed a green-robed man.

"Brother Sun's proposal is very good!" His words rang out around him, echoing one after another.

"Everybody's got a prize! Ma Mou made everyone laugh, okay, this article has just been done, and today I just ask you to help me give me some advice! Ma Yuchuan smiled modestly, held the fan in front of him with one hand, and put the other behind his back, pacing and whispering:

"Businessmen, gains and losses are long-term, right and wrong are sparse; is not afraid of the strictness of the law, and does not understand the suffering of the people; Eat the flesh of the people, drink the blood of the people...... Profit is what you want, mercenary is a shame! ”

"Good" "Brother Tamagawa is really talented!" After Ma Yuchuan finished reading, bursts of cheers rang out around him, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and the people below were intoxicated by his article and didn't pay attention to it, but Xu Mengmeng upstairs could see how proud he was at this time.

"Pretentious, hypocritical!" Xu Mengmeng pursed her lips and muttered in a low voice.

Although she doesn't know much about the so-called ancient texts, Ma Yuchuan still understands a few sentences in this article, especially the "shame of people" at the end.

And it is precisely because she understands that this is an article that belittles businessmen, that she doesn't look down on this person very much, and they all say "know his literature and know his nature", this Ma Yuchuan devalued businessmen as worthless, and must be very disdainful in her heart.

Just now, when everyone was admiring and applauding, although he said modestly, the smile between his eyebrows was full of arrogance, and he was obviously not really a humble person, such a hypocritical and prejudiced person is really a talented person? Xu Mengmeng was a little unconvinced.

didn't look down on Ma Yuchuan, Xu Mengmeng didn't even have a good impression of the gentlemen around him, and no longer bothered to understand what they were talking about, and only concentrated on matching the people on the list that Lin Chongda gave him before, and remembering their appearances one by one.

After sitting in the teahouse for an afternoon, the sky was getting dark, and at the end of the day, she got up and left, and did not return home, but went to the remote and dilapidated west of the city.

The western part of the city is different from the eastern part of the city, which is full of high-ranking households, the houses are low, old and densely cluttered, and the dark and narrow alleys crisscross it, making the whole western city look like a spider web full of mosquitoes.

There were no street signs or anything like that in the ancient city, which made Xu Mengmeng, who came to find An Qingyuan, frown, and they didn't pay attention to environmental protection like modern people, the alleys were dirty and smelly, and every step was a challenge to her endurance.

When he finally found An Qingyuan's home under the guidance of others, and stood in front of his dilapidated wooden door, Xu Mengmeng felt more tired than fighting a battle.

Because he still had a little guard against Sima Xi and them, Xu Mengmeng specially tied up all his hair before coming and covered his face with a mask.