On the bank of Luoyi, there is a blue river that flows for thousands of years, named Luoshui.

On the bank of Luoshui, many weeping willows and peach trees are planted on both sides of the riverbank, every time spring comes, the willow tree tops pull out tender green sprouts, a group of peach and willow green scenery, so that many literati and ink writers linger here, leaving many poems.

On a high platform, a woman dressed in a moon-white cloth robe and wearing a veil was standing against the railing, looking into the distance, accompanied by a gentle young man with a face like a crown of jade.

"Du Gongzi, in this situation, can there be a masterpiece in the belly?" the girl said softly, her voice was extremely gentle, just like the Luo River flowing quietly below.

The Sven man held the folding fan, tapped it lightly on the palm of his hand a few times, thought for a while, and suddenly smiled bitterly: "Yan'er, you have asked me to compose three poems today, but Jiang Lang is really exhausted, and he doesn't dare to say poetry." ”

The girl is called Baiyunyan, and the man is Du Zi'an, these two are like many sentient men and women here, enjoying the beautiful scenery together, and also enjoying the rare time of the two.

The veiled Bai Yunyan covered his mouth and smiled: "How can talent be used up so easily, what should I do when I change it to the palace exam?"

Hearing the wonderful sound of this jade bead falling plate, Du Zi was relieved and hot, grabbed the girl's jade hand, and said slightly excitedly: "Even if it is for Yan'er, I will do my best on the day of the palace test and rank second...... No, Yijia!"

Bai Yunyan gently withdrew his hand and said softly: "The slave family believes that Du Gongzi will definitely be able to be on the emperor list, but the first class still has to look at the chance, so don't put too much pressure on yourself." ”

"Yan'er, you are so good, I will not disappoint you! When the time comes, ......" Speaking of this, Du Zi was hot in peace and swore: "I will marry you!"

"The slave family will wait for you, and I hope you don't lose it. Bai Yunyan lifted the veil slightly, revealing a pair of charming and beautiful eyes like spring water, as if the gentle green waves of Luoshui were soaked in countless poetic and picturesque feelings......

Even after seeing it countless times, Du Zi'an still feels as amazing as when he first saw it.

The long and white beautiful neck, the white cheeks with crimson cheeks, the slender figure standing in the spring breeze, the plump chest and the slender snake waist are enough to make any man's belly hot, such a beauty can be called a man's greatest gift, if you can hold it in your arms......

Du Zi'an silently imagined how comfortable it would be to embrace the woman in front of him into his arms and pity the honey and love, and there would be no regrets in death! The loneliness of studying hard for 20 years in the cold window, and the mania of being despised and despised, will all get great comfort from this beauty!

At this time, a maid came from a distance, also delicate and lovely, and came to the two of them and saluted: "Miss, it's not early, it's time to go back." ”

Du Zi'an looked at each other helplessly and reluctantly, and couldn't help but groan: "Lovesick people know when they meet, and they are embarrassed at this moment." ”

Bai Yunyan squatted slightly, bowed, and lightly opened his lips and said: "I only hope that your heart is like my heart, and I will live up to my love." ”

"Smoke ....... ”

Watching the beautiful woman slowly leave and get on the ox cart, Du Zi'an kept watching the ox cart staggering away and disappearing from sight, and then left in amazement.

He never imagined that when the two met again, the beauty in his heart had become his wife.

In the slowly moving ox cart, Bai Yunyan took off the veil and put it aside, and the beautiful light suddenly illuminated the carriage.

"Miss, have you really decided to follow that scholar?" the maid on the side suddenly asked.

Bai Yunyan smiled lightly, revealing the dimples on both sides of his cheeks, which made him even more charming, "What, what's wrong with Du Gongzi?"

The maid argued: "The family is poor and has no foundation, so they will just write a few poems, and even the money for redemption has to be paid by the young lady, such a man ......." ”

"Chun'er, you don't understand!" Bai Yunyan interrupted, and a few memories appeared in his beautiful eyes: "If you don't have money, you can earn it slowly, and if you don't have a foundation, you can accumulate it slowly." Marriage, the most important thing is people, if you meet someone who is not ladylike, even if there are mountains of gold and silver, monstrous power, it is just a water and moon in the mirror. ”

"Chun'er, if a man has a family fortune of 100,000 taels of silver, but is only willing to give you a few dozen yuan a month, and another man smashes pots and sells iron, and only a few taels of silver in total, but is willing to hand it all over to you, who will you choose?"

The maid said without thinking: "I must choose the second one, but I am such a stingy person...... Probably not, right?"

"It's really rare, but you don't want to think about it, what kind of identity do we have? Who would want to have such a family background...... Marry a dusty woman as the main room?"

The maid's expression was a little confused: "Why...... I heard that many old men prefer concubines, and the lady of the main house is like sitting in a cold palace, and she can't see each other a few times a year. ”

Hearing this, Bai Yunyan sneered lightly: "When can Israel do things to others?" Have you forgotten that last year, Langmei, who was ransomed by the waiter of the Ministry of Rites? She was beaten to death by the lioness of Hedong in his house, wrapped in a straw mat and thrown into the river, and the end was miserable. There is also Yan Hong, who was driven out after being tired of playing with the children of the Sima family, and now lives on the streets, no different from beggars, if it weren't for the sisters who often help, they would have starved to death, this is the status and fate of the concubine!"

The maid was silent, and the room fell silent for a while.

Bai Yunyan's eyes have been looking out of the car leisurely through the curtain, his eyes are calm, his eyes are unblinking, as if he is recalling some long past events, he suddenly laughed, and said leisurely with his chin propped up: "Besides, Du Gongzi is not so bad, he is handsome, highly educated, has a grade of conversation, and is still a potential stock, and when he is admitted to the Jinshi, a seven-grade official can't run away!"

The maid frowned, looked confused, pursed her lips and muttered, "Miss is saying these strange things that people can't understand again." ”

The ox cart went on for a while, and came to a halt in front of a secluded courtyard with the "Matsuma Moon" hanging on it, and a plump woman hurried out of the gate, and got into the ox cart, and pulled her down with a handful of white clouds.

"Oh, my good daughter, why did you come back so late! Lord Wang and dozens of his new protégés are waiting for you at the Minglu banquet,"

Bai Yunyan seemed to sigh lightly, and reluctantly mustered up his spirit and asked, "Which Lord Wang?"

The old bustard clenched her hand tightly, for fear of escaping again, and said in a low voice: "Which other Lord Wang, of course, is the Imperial Lieutenant, Lord Wang Chongyang." ”

It's just singing and dancing, entertaining people's ears and eyes, it's been more than ten years, can't you bear this moment and a half?

Bai Yunyan hurriedly walked into the inner room, took off the simple cloth robe on his body, revealing a skin like congealed fat and snow and frost, and was immediately covered by an exaggerated red feather coat.

With her hair coiled, makeup, and neatly dressed, the woman in the bronze mirror gradually became more and more like herself.

This is a private Minglu banquet, not to choose candidates based on the ranking of the big examination, but Wang Chongyang in the name of the teacher, from which he selects some scholars who are optimistic about him, and uses this as a meridian to get acquainted with each other, and inject new blood into his "imperial party" close to the royal family, so as to become the future successor.

"Matsuma Moon" is not the largest Goolan courtyard in Luoyi, but it is the most elegant and unworldly.

The elegance and refinement here are not only reflected in the layout and decoration of the house, but most of the girls here are talented women who are proficient in the five arts of piano, chess, calligraphy, painting and poetry.

As the sound of silk and bamboo gradually rose, a team of uniformly dressed, beautiful and delicate little ladies slowly walked into the front of the hall, I don't know who made a hint, after a few cases, the atmosphere of staggered and warm conversations gradually eased, and most of the attention was divided to appreciate the beauty in front of them and the upcoming dance.

Most of the scholars here are from Chinese families, and even those from poor families are not a few, who have been buried in the cold window for more than ten years, where have they ever seen such a scene of beauties gathering? Before the dance began, the tender and smooth thighs in the brushes, white arms, and translucent gauze skirts had already made many people in the audience have their eyes straight and they kept swallowing saliva.

Wang Chongyang shook his head slightly, looking at the few scholars who still maintained their clear expressions under the seat, and felt a little disappointed in his heart.

If you don't even have such a will, how can you resist the wooing and overtures of the big family when you take office in the future?

looked at them one by one, and finally noticed that in the corner of the room, Zhang Yuan, who was sitting in front of the desk, always expressionless, looked like a fugue too empty, and couldn't help but feel more excited.