Datang set up a department to take scholars, probably in the first month of the year, and the list will be released in February.

In the fourth year of the Great Calendar, I finally got it.

I am 20 years old this year, and the proverb "30 old Ming Jing, 50 young Jinshi", 20-year-old Jinshi! A twenty-year-old Jinshi always has thirty or fifty years left in his career, and the position of prime minister is not out of reach. Therefore, Prime Minister Xue Yuanchao reported that there were three major regrets in his life: first, he failed to enter the Shi and the first; Second, he failed to marry five women; Third, he failed to participate in the revision of national history. Xue Yuanchao's first Tsinghua, nine years old to the door of the shadow of the office, raid the lord of Fenyin County male, the first year of Yifeng (676) to worship the prime minister, after the name Wenyi, was given the secret weapon of the East Garden, buried in the Qianling, the scenery before death, the glory after death can be said to be all available, and can not enter the Shi and the first regret in life, I am weak crown early on the first branch, Xue Yuanchao has a spring to know that it is not necessary to be ashamed! Five surnames, namely: Longxi is Zhaojun Li's, Boling and Qinghe Cui's, Fanyang Lu's, Xingyang Zheng's, Taiyuan Wang's, for the world's first-class Gaomen family, the crown is tired, the valve reading Huanran, Xue Yuanchao is married to the grandson of Gaozu, the daughter of Li Yuanji, the king of the nest, it can be seen that it is not enough to marry with the royal family and marry the five surnames; This is not so difficult for me, I was born in Guzang, it is the proper Longxi Li family, the mother is Fan Yang Lu, and there is no shortage of relatives with five surnames and seven hopes. Only to participate in the history of the country is a little difficult, Emperor Taizong of my dynasty is the most important history, is really the "ancient mirror, you can know the rise and fall" This sentence has been put into practice, unfortunately Emperor Taizong repaired the history too diligently, "Book of Jin", "Book of Liang", "Book of Chen", "Book of Northern Qi", "Book of Zhou", "Book of Sui", "History of the South", "History of the North" were all completed by Fang Xuanling, Wei Zheng, Yao Silian, Li Yanshou and others during the Zhenguan period, as the saying goes, "it is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice", and the latecomers have no history to repair, I'm afraid this Xue Yuanchao's regret will also be my regret! However, Xue Yuanchao actually participated in the compilation of the "Book of Jin", but he was still young at that time, and his position and knowledge were not worth mentioning, so the "Book of Jin" became Fang Xuanling's cultivation, Xue Yuanchao was conceited and talented, and he was ashamed of not being able to enjoy the list, and it was also usually tight - literati are light, since ancient times, and now they are martyrs - hey, "literati are light, since ancient times" This is what Emperor Wei Wen Cao Pi said I remember very clearly, "Yu is a martyr today" is not something that ordinary people dare to say! This seems to be ~ Lu Xun said, who is Lu Xun? Well, I must have misremembered, it was Lu Xun, the governor of Eastern Wu, who said it! Damn, my head hurts again!

I had two headaches in the first three days, and it was still when I came up with some wise quotes and wonderful words, which was also helpless! The so-called jealousy of talents, maybe God is also jealous of me Li Yi...... right. This kind of thing, just think about it in private, if you say it, it will be regarded as a crazy person, my mother, it is likely to affect my career!

My old friend Meng Jiao, a forty-six-year-old junior high school sergeant, was properly compared to me. Even the current "Ten Talents of the Great Calendar" should be headed by me - well, it is still a good thing for the poet and monk to say that "the poets in the Great Calendar, stealing the green mountains, white clouds, spring breezes, fragrant grass, etc. as their own", I Li Yi must be a person in the Yutang Golden Horse, and I don't bother to be with them!

I heard that there will be an exam for Diocesan next year, so I want to try it too. "Mencius" has a cloud: "out of its kind, out of its excellence", since Emperor Gaozong began to set, if you can enter the scholar and the first plus the top and the first, then the future promotion will be like a boat sailing down the river, fast and accelerated. Since I am interested in climbing the official career, it is always good to have this kind of help, and I will make up my mind to give my mother, and only wait for the coming year, which is the time when my Li Yiming is in Chang'an.

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"Xiao Yu is here!"

There was a faint sound in the pavilion on the east side of the hall, and I felt dizzy for a moment. "Tao Te Ching" says: "The five colors make people blind, the five tones make people deaf, and the five flavors make people feel refreshed", I thought this was just an exaggeration by the ancient sages, and I didn't expect that beauty also has this feeling at present - the eyes seem to be blind, and they can only see her; It was as if his ears were deaf, and he could only hear her; The mouth is bitter and a little astringent, leaving only the function of swallowing saliva, and can no longer say anything else. Although I couldn't see myself, I felt that I must be a pig.

The beauty of the jade is like a snow queen, the beautiful bones, the skin like jade, and the eyes that are pleasant and happy seem to be able to take people's souls, and I am the soul that was willingly taken. Yesterday, Bao Shiniang said that Xiaoyu is an immortal who drips into the mortal world, which is indeed good, if the immortals can be born so beautiful, it is no wonder that people throughout the ages have asked for immortals. If you want to describe it, Li Qinglian's poem: "A branch of red dew and incense" is just right. It's just that her eyes seem to have deep contempt, huh~ the object of contempt? Uh, it seems to be me......

"You don't usually miss it: 'Open the door and revert to the bamboo, it is suspected that the old man is coming', it is the poem of this Li Yi Li Shilang. It's not in vain that you think about it all day long, why didn't you talk when you saw a real person today. Isn't our talented Li not decent enough, and it's better to be famous when we meet? It was Xiaoyu's mother Jingzhi who spoke, a half-old beauty, and said it meanly: a former beauty who was covering up her with jewelry, but from the fat powder as thick as putty on the wall, you can still see her demeanor when she was young, and she was always an outstanding beauty - after all, it is always a kind of capital to be valued by King Huo when he is young, although this capital has long been gone with Shaohua.

"Oh" I didn't look so blind, I got up from my seat in a hurry, got up and saluted: "I, Longxi Li Yi." ”

"It's better to meet than to be famous? Most of the talented people are surrounded by the aura of mountains and rivers, how can they not have handsome appearances? Xiao Yu said, while slightly lowering her head to look at me again, the head of the mantis slanted as if the cute little beast was looking at me ignorantly, and the moth eyebrows were crooked but like butterflies dancing among the flowers - as if after knowing who I was, my appearance had changed. Thank God, thank you, thank you for forgetting what I was before...... It's a good thing.

She really knew me and read my poems. It is the vocation of the literati to refine the text, but if the head of the poor and the youth is endowed with no one to appreciate, it can really be described as a "literary carving". Words are appreciated by people, I have long not felt the excitement - the territory of the Tang Dynasty can be the most in the past dynasties, Emperor Taizong often said, "since ancient times are noble China, cheap Yidi, I love as one", the imperial examination is not forbidden to those people in the small country to participate, Jinshi is really the most outstanding group of people in the whole world, since I can be listed among them, it is naturally Qingqian Wanxuan, Wanxuan Wanzhong, but the text is appreciated in the beauty, or such as the beauty, this feeling of excitement is I have never experienced.

"Little lady......" I was about to speak, but I was interrupted by Jingzhi.

"It's better to call her Xiaoyu." Jingzhi interrupted the conversation and hurriedly said.

I picked up the silver cup in my hand, and continued without caring about it: "The little lady loves talent. In the bottom, it is heavy on beauty. Talent does not need to meet, as soon as you read the poems, you will know, but as Du Shaoling said, 'the article is hateful, and the charm is gratifying', most of the people who write well have a miserable life, and their dignity is often a little uncomfortable for readers. But it doesn't matter, you don't have to love hens to love eggs, I think people will remember me in a thousand years because of the poems I wrote, not because of the skin. ”

I looked up at Xiaoyu's face - even if the beauties in Pingkangfang make vases and sell them, there are not many people who dare to admit that they are lustful, right? I held my head slightly high and continued, "I'm undergoing beauty. Beauty is like spring water and summer flowers, prosperous for a while, but after all, it is like water flowing eastward, like scattered flowers, once it passes, it can't be chased back, just like the time of youth. When I was 10 years old, my parents brought me to Chang'an, and I ate a kind of flax cake called 'Gulouzi', which I thought was the best thing in the world. Later, when I returned to Guzang, I cried and asked my mother to make it for me, but I couldn't make that taste. Now, although the 'Gulouzi' is still crispy in the crust, fragrant in the soy sauce pepper, and delicious in the lamb, I will only treat it as a delicious meal. What's the point of eating flax cakes when you're 20 years old and want to eat them when you're 10 years old? I don't want to regret it at eighty – regret not being with you at twenty. Now I am talented, you are good-looking, you can be described as a talented woman and a woman, and they are good at each other, and they have both talent and appearance. ”

I fixed my mind and stole Xiaoyu's eyes again—there was no discoloration, which shouldn't be. But I saw their mother and daughter looking at each other and laughing, and even Bao Shiniang, who was sitting with her, also laughed, only I looked at them stupidly, like a happy cat who was teased by someone with a thread. It was as if there was a cat in my heart, jumping, barking, scratching, as if it was pouring salt on a newly opened wound, and like the numb itch of a wound that was about to heal. They just persuaded me to drink.

I can't just ask them what they're laughing at. Maybe a nerd is a nerd, a good article is a nerd, a good-looking life is also a nerd, Jinshi and the first are still nerds, just drink three cups back! Go Hugh, go Hugh! I can't help but think of what Bao Shiniang said before, "The qualifications are beautiful, and I haven't seen them in my life." High emotion, everything is outstanding. Music, poetry and books, all understandable", yes, so the daughter of King Huo, even if she is in the dust, it is not something that me, a nerd, can climb. I can't help but think of the road from Xinchangli to Shengyefang, I am full of hope on the road, I only feel that everything I see along the way is unkissable and lovely, the evening sun shines on Daqian, I seem to be strolling on a golden avenue, Qingli Ju, Huang Jinle, a beautiful young man who is proud of the spring breeze. Not in the end...... Ay!

After a few glasses of wine that I didn't know the taste, I thought to myself: no, I have to try harder. So I stood up and said: "I have heard Xiaoyu sing for a long time, which is a must in Chang'an, and its statement is not inferior to the former Gongsun Auntie. I don't know if I'm blessed to be able to listen to the song of the little jade string today. "This is too much of a compliment, Gongsun Auntie is a famous sword dancer in the world during the Kaiyuan period, there are poems and clouds" In the past, there was a beautiful woman Gongsun's family, and a sword dance moved in all directions. The spectators are depressed like mountains, and the heavens and the earth are low for a long time. Compared with Huo Xiaoyu, she naturally wanted to smile at the beauty. However, compliments are always compliments, as long as they can please the recipient, it is okay to go too far - just like attributing merit to superiors and mistakes to oneself, even if you make a mistake, your superiors will generously show that they don't care.

"I haven't drunk two glasses of wine before Juro said that my face is already red." Xiao Yu's face was indeed a little red.

"Oh. I want to toast you! Thank you for appreciating my poems, and thank you for singing a song for me! "Anyway, I hit the snake with the stick, and I drank the wine in the glass directly.

Xiao Yu glanced at me with a little annoyance, or Jing Zhi motioned to the maid next to him to take the pipa and send it to Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu hesitated for a moment, took it a little reluctantly, and said, "Master Li, what song do you want to hear?" ”

"What you want to sing is what I want to hear. What you're good at is what I like. I hurriedly said.

Xiaoyu didn't speak, and adjusted the strings with her hand. I don't know how Xiaoyu's pipa plays, but the pipa itself is indeed extraordinary - the five-string pipa, the tortoiseshell is the head, the red sandalwood is the body, the front of the pipa is decorated with the Hu people playing the pipa on a camel, the human figure outlined by the luodian is lifelike, and the camel seems to be attracted by the sound of the pipa and looks at the Hu man on his back; On the back of the lute is a graceful blooming peony, with its sprawling foliage and richness, and its rare color is its magnificent creation, which is a magnificent creation of amber, ivory, and unknown gems. It's not an exaggeration to say that it's a miracle.

I saw Xiaoyu waving the five strings in her hand, and the sound of the pipa was already echoing in my ears - the big and small strings were like the bright moon in mid-autumn, pouring down from the vast sky, which was extraordinarily natural; It is like the rain drenched in midsummer, which sweeps away the boredom of the red dust, and it is particularly exciting. Then it was noisy and earnest, intricately and playing, and turned into the sound of frightened birds and deep whispers, unconsciously from near to far, until it was silent; Suddenly, a clear and agitated voice was like a goshawk flying down, turning sharply from the sky, and then breaking through the sky in an instant:

The sand is like snow in front of Huile Peak......

I only felt ecstatic, and I felt like a knife in my heart. I'm ecstatic because this is my poem, I wrote "Listening to the Flute in the City at Night", she still likes to read my poems, she still likes my poems, she still likes mine~ Well, it's this rhythm. When I wrote the poem, I stood at the head of the surrendered city, the white sand was like snow, the silver moon was like frost, and my mind was leisurely connected with the desert in front of me and the sky above my head. I don't know what to say, but she sings so well that I just listen quietly.

The moon is like frost in the city of the surrendered city.

I don't know where to blow the reed pipe,

Recruit people overnight and look at the hometown~~.

The aftermath is lingering, and before I know it, I am already full of cows~ Hey, shouldn't it be tears......

Glass cups, amber bowls, agate cups, bronze jukes, gold bottles, jasper, everything that holds wine I will not refuse, just for the memory that has long been forgotten by me, the sorrow that has been reproduced by Xiaoyu's singing.