Early in the morning, Yu Huanzhang came to find An Yi and kept knocking on An Yan's door.

"I'm tired of brother! Get up! ”

I slept a little late last night, and I was woken up by the sound of this alarm clock.

An Yi opened the door for him, and said helplessly: "Brother Huanzhang, disturbing people's dreams is not the work of literati. ”

Yu Huanzhang laughed and said: "It's late outside the window, the virtuous brother is sleepy, and the good time is wasted, which is sad and lamentable!" ”

"Is the poetry going to go so early?" Ann asked.

"You don't have to go to the poetry club so early, isn't my brother just coming to Luoyang, because my brother wants to take you around the city."

"Brother Nahuanzhang is waiting for me to get dressed, washed, and have some breakfast."

Yu Huanzhang said: "I'm tired of my brother, wash up quickly, the food at home is not delicious, let's go out to eat." ”

An Yi was urged to put on clothes, Xiangyun and Zhenniang brought water and toiletries, Yu Huanzhang looked at the two girls for a while, and suddenly said: "I am tired of my brother, these two maids are very good-looking." ”

Xiangyun and Zhenniang immediately blushed when they heard this.

An Yan said: "Brother Huanzhang's mansion should be better." ”

Yu Huanzhang pouted and said, "It's good, but it's not mine." ”

His father was strict with him, and there were only a few male servants around him, although his father was strict, but his family education was not very strict, and the stricter his father, the heavier the rebellion in his heart.

When An Yi finished washing and put on his hair, people would not notice his short hair.

Accompanied Yu Huanzhang to leave the Prime Minister's Mansion and get into his carriage, Yu Huanzhang directly ordered the horseman: "Go to Fangzhen!" ”

"Where is Fang Zhen?" Ann asked.

Yu Huanzhang said with a smile: "Fang Town is not a town, but a shop, for my brother to take you to taste our Central Plains specialty, Hu spicy soup!" ”

An Yan: "...... It's hot in the afternoon, why don't we eat something light? ”

Yu Huanzhang laughed: "You don't have this delicacy in Yanzhou, how can you not taste it!" ”

The groom drove through the streets of Luoyang, and although it was morning, the city was already lively, with shops open for business, tea stalls and wine shops erecting pergolas outside their doors early, and men sticking thick bamboo poles into the holes in the ground.

Fangzhen Hu Spicy Soup Shop is a two-story attic, it is in the middle of breakfast, business is extremely hot, standing at the door of the store can feel the heat coming from inside.

Hu spicy soup this thing, drink a bowl in the morning, heartburn all day, if it's winter, it's okay, it's a hot summer, and An's disgust really doesn't have any desire.

"It's a good thing, you must not have tasted it, brother."

Yu Huanzhang went directly to the second floor with An Yan, sat down in a window position, and skillfully beckoned the guy to order, and soon two bowls of steaming Hu spicy soup were served, plus an oil cake, a meat box, a fried bun, and two tea eggs.

Compared to the first floor, the second floor is quieter, and the clothes are more expensive, and the prices on the menu are not the same.

Seeing that Yu Huanzhang directly pushed his legs on the chair beside him without any image, his posture was extremely bold, and An Yi felt that he was a lot closer, and couldn't help laughing: "Brother Huanzhang's appearance is no different from the guests below." ”

Yu Huanzhang looked at An Yan and had no disdain in his eyes, and immediately smiled: "Brother Wei eats on the first floor on weekdays, and I brought you to the second floor today, I'm afraid you won't get used to it." ”

As he spoke, he glanced at the guests around him, and whispered to An Yan: "The people who eat here are too good, which makes me look very unhappy, what do you pretend to be when you drink spicy soup?" ”

These words came out of the mouth of a rich young master like him, which was really novel, and An couldn't help laughing when he heard it, and immediately picked up the soup spoon and scooped it up and sent it to his mouth.

"Shhh...... Scald! ”

Yu Huanzhang said: "I'm tired of my brother, you can't be in a hurry to drink this thing." ”

He put the peeled tea eggs into An Yan's bowl, then picked up the spoon and scooped it out, blew lightly on the side of his mouth, and then slowly sipped it into his mouth.

Then he picked up a piece of oil cake with chopsticks and feasted on it.

An Yan drank Hu spicy soup in a small sip, looking out the window casually, the bustling flow of people, the vendors shouting along the street, and the smiling faces of the quiet and comfortable, this is clearly the scene of the prosperous era.

He thought of the numb eyes and the withered black and thin hands outside the city......

Which is the reality and which is the world?

An was tired of having a complicated mood, and he couldn't help but feel a little melancholy, but he didn't have much appetite, but he still drank a bowl of spicy soup.

Yu Huanzhang smiled: "What's the matter, my brother didn't lie to you." ”

An Yan admired: "A must! ”

Yu Huanzhang said loudly: "Little Er, keep accounts." ”

The guy on the second floor immediately bowed down and responded, "Okay, Yu Gongzi go slowly!" ”

People of Yu Huanzhang's status don't need to pay for dinner in Luoyang City, they are all recorded in the account until the end of the month, and the guy goes to the house to settle the settlement, even if he deliberately writes more, the big family will not care about this little money.

After getting into the carriage, Yu Huanzhang said, "Go to Huxi Garden." ”

There is a cloud lake in Luoyang City, which is named after the west garden of the lake in the west of the cloud lake.

Most of the people living near the lake were wealthy, and it was noticeably quieter, and the carriage stopped in front of an elegant-looking attic.

Yu Huanzhang and An Yan got out of the car and came to the door, Yu Huanzhang took out an invitation card and handed it to the doorman.

"Yu Gongzi, please." The doorman said respectfully.

"How many people are coming." Yu Huanzhang asked casually.

"Half of the guests are here."

The interior of the attic is elegantly arranged, and the walls on both sides are full of poems, and An is tired of reading a poem at will, which is far less than those recited in his previous life.

Come to think of it, what can be passed down is a fine product.

Of course, if you write a poem "Look at the big stone from afar, see the big stone up close", you can also become famous.

Walk up to the second floor and through the screen, where there are already a few people.

"Brother Huanzhang!"

"Brother Ziye, Brother Zhiyuan!"

Everyone present knew Yu Huanzhang, and they all got up and came over to greet him warmly.

Whoever let them come from a background is not as good as Yu Huanzhang, his father is a doctor in the fourth grade, and his uncle is the internal history of Fengge, and he is the prime minister of the dynasty!

"Brother Ziye, do you have a new work?"

"Next month, it will be gathered, and I will give Huanzhang Brother Guan first!"

"Hahaha, that's waiting for you."

After some politeness, Yu Huanzhang pulled out An Yan again: "I will introduce to you, this is my virtuous brother, An Yan, a person from Chang'an, especially good poetry and music." ”

Listening to Yu Huanzhang's introduction to himself, An Yan thought to himself that except for the right name, none of them were right.

When he drank Hu spicy soup just now, Yu Huanzhang obviously knew that he was from Yanzhou, how could he be a person from Yanzhou?

"It turned out to be Brother An, fortunately!"

"I'm going to see Brother An's writing later!"

An tired of piling up a smiling face, and arched his hands with everyone one by one, how can he have any literary talent, but he can copy a few poems, but he is afraid that it will not be the scene, and he has already set up a character who has not read a book in Yu Jingtang.

Is it true that the whole sentence "looking at the stone from a distance" comes out?

Yu Huanzhang took An Yan to sit down in a seat, and whispered to An Yan: "People here are very particular about their backgrounds, you said that you came from that small place in Yanzhou, they will look down on you." ”

Ann smiled and said, "When did I love poetry and music?" ”

Yu Huanzhang laughed in a low voice: "When those celebrity ladies come out, you will fall in love." ”

A maid came to serve tea and snacks, and a faint aroma diffused in the air, and a faint cloud of smoke wafted from the incense burner on the side.

An Yan also saw several servants come up with several large things in front of and back, with a solid wooden barrel underneath, a hollowed-out wooden frame on top, and a bench-sized ice cube placed in it, placed in the corner of the room.

Rich people will indeed enjoy it, and with these few pieces of ice, it will not be long before the room will cool down, otherwise when it is hot at noon, how can there be a mood to compose poetry.

Yu Huanzhang and An Yan talked endlessly about the development history of the West Garden Poetry Society, as well as who would come in the past, and also chatted with An Yan about the gossip of these people.

During the conversation, I learned that there were only three kinds of people who could participate in the Xiyuan Poetry Club, one was the children of the official eunuchs, the second was the new science and technology scholars, and the third was the famous people.

The children of the eunuchs in the first condition, the grade of the elders in the family cannot be too low, and the grade below the fifth grade cannot come.

Condition 2 is a new science and technology practitioner, and it needs to be in the top 10 on the list.

As for the name of condition three, it is completely subjective.

Only then did An Yan understand that this West Garden Poetry Club was completely a gathering of the young master and young lady of the official family, and as for the children of rich merchants and the Oiran who moved Yang, they were not qualified to enter at all.

However, I learned from Yu Huanzhang's mouth that even if they are high-ranking officials and nobles, they are all pretended, and there are few people who really like poetry, either they come to the Jinping, or they come to play, which lady has slept with everyone in private......

Hearing this, I was tired of smacking my tongue, and then I looked at the few men who were standing there, and they all had some sanctimonious meaning.

After thinking about it, An asked against: "Then this Wenren Jinping is also the same as those people......"

He was a little concerned about his fiancée, and if his private life was as chaotic, he couldn't accept it.

"Of course it's different when you hear people!" Yu Huanzhang suddenly glared.

"She is a real talented woman, and the purpose of founding this poetry club is also to make friends with talented people."

An Yan smiled and said, "If this is the case, why do you still have this so-called door frame? If you only pay attention to talent and learning, there are also many people from poor backgrounds. ”

Yu Huanzhang frowned and said: "If there is no threshold, wouldn't those three sects and nine streams come, what will happen to this West Garden poem?" ”

"Then change the threshold to a question of poetics, and those who meet the problem can enter?" An said disgustingly.

Yu Huanzhang still shook his head after thinking about it: "If you are really knowledgeable, you can go to the test to gain fame." ”

He said and suddenly sneered: "What can a question decide, if this spreads, won't the entire people of Luoyang City want to solve this problem?" Let them feel that they can see the beauty after solving the problem, what do they think of Wenren Jinping? ”

An was speechless, but in his heart he understood Yu Huanzhang's thoughts, he looked dissolute and informal, but he was very "sober".

Just like in the Hu Spicy Soup Shop in Fangzhen, he looked down on those people on the second floor for pretending, because his status was more noble than that of the people on the second floor, so he had this kind of disdain.

He was willing to eat with the people on the first floor because he was willing to do so, because he was willing to sit with the people on the first floor, not because the people on the first floor could sit with him.

The idea of humility is engraved in the bones of a person like him.

Even if Wenren Jinping really wants to get acquainted with talented people, if the threshold is lowered, these high-ranking officials will not come.

What is the definition of "talented person"? When the time comes, all kinds of rumors will inevitably come to an end, and if you hear that Jinping is willing, will her family agree?

Thinking about it this way, the door frame of the West Garden Poetry Club is very wide, and it is estimated that it is the bottom line of people like them, and perhaps there should not be a third one.

As for the children of rich businessmen who An Yi thought before?

None of them are short of money, they can go to the Hu La soup shop to eat tea eggs for two pennies a piece, and they can also spend a lot of money in the best restaurants in Luoyang, those rich businessmen's children are just lowly people who disguise themselves with copper stench in their eyes.

Oiran?

A woman who can sleep with money, if Luoyang really has an Oiran with a beautiful crown in the city, most of these young talents present will become like-minded people.

It's just a plaything, how can such people deserve to sit with them.

An Yan didn't say much, and heard Yu Huanzhang chatting about gossip there.

About half an hour later, people came one after another, and not everyone Yu Huanzhang would get up to salute, and some people he didn't bother to take care of, and when the other party greeted him, he only gave a "um", regardless of the other party's embarrassed look.

Listening to Yu Huanzhang's introduction, he learned that it was not that these people were from a lower background, but that he couldn't get used to these people, there was a man whose father was a five-grade official, and everyone didn't pay much attention to him, but Yu Huanzhang was able to talk to him very happily.

As for those people that Yu Huanzhang is not used to, they all have a common characteristic: they all come to Wenren Jinping.

After knowing the reason, An was tired of looking at these guys, and they were all a little unpleasant.

The crowd on the second floor suddenly became noisy, and there was a new person at the top of the staircase.

Yu Huanzhang looked sideways and frowned, muttering: "Why is this bastard here, he shouldn't be invited." ”

An Yan looked at the staircase and saw that surrounded by everyone was a tall young burly man, his appearance was handsome, but there was a faint anger between his eyebrows.

"Brother Junshi, I didn't expect you to come to the poetry meeting."

"The beauty invites, how can you not come, hahaha."

Yu Huanzhang sighed in a low voice when he heard this: "Bah, Wenren Jinping will invite him?" Dog's dreams, let's come with my dog's legs. ”

It was the first time that An Yan heard Yu Huanzhang spitting dirty words, he looked at the man who was held by the stars and asked, "Who is that person?"

Yu Huanzhang frowned, then picked up the teacup and said: "Shentu Junshi, his father is a hussar general, Zhenguo Gong Shentu Win." ”

"A disgusting guy!"

Hussar general, the highest position of military attaché, is still a duke, which should be second only to the royal family in Xuantang.

If you hold the power of the army, you may be more noble than the ordinary royal family.

"What a big official." An couldn't help but say.

Yu Huanzhang was disdainful: "What's the big deal, my uncle is still the left servant of the Feng Pavilion and the Shangshu, and the Duke of Weiguo!" ”

An is tired of not knowing that Yu Jingtang has so many titles, so it seems that Yu Jingtang and Shen Tu win, one is the head of the civil officials, and the other is the head of the military attaché.

However, in such a peaceful era, Shen Tu should not have military power in his hands, and compared with Yu Jingtang, his influence will be infinitely reduced.

An Yan suddenly thought that the army of the Xuantang Kingdom was not an ordinary army, but a special soldier equipped with various divine machine Xuanjia ordnance.

Maybe the reality is not the same as I think.

Shentu Junshi suddenly walked towards Yu Huanzhang and An Yan.

Yu Huanzhang sat quietly sideways in his seat and sipped tea, looking at his figure getting closer and closer, and the people lined up behind him.

"As soon as I went out, I heard the crows barking in the trees, and I really should have looked at the yellow calendar in advance, so as not to encounter any wild dogs." Yu Huanzhang suddenly spoke, as if he was talking to An Wei beside him, but the voice was so loud that everyone present could hear it.

The smile on Shentu Junshi's face instantly turned cold, and he lost the politeness he treated others: "Yu Huanzhang, you don't have a long memory, when you see me, I don't hide from it, did I get enough of the last beating?" Yu Huanting is no longer in Luoyang, you still don't know how to be a man with your tail between your legs? ”

Yu Huanzhang said angrily: "Extremely vulgar! This poetry meeting can also be done by a country man like you? ”

A smile suddenly appeared on Shentu Junshi's face: "You think I'm rare, but Jinping personally invited, how can I refuse?" ”

Yu Huanzhang was so angry that he jumped up instantly, his face turned red, and he pointed at Shentu Junshi's nose and scolded angrily: "Dog's day bastard, Jinping is also what you can call?!" ”

Being scolded like this by being pointed at his nose, how could Shentu Junshi still stand it, the green tendons on his forehead were rising, and he was already five big and three thick, and with that kind of hideous face, it looked a little terrifying.

Seeing this, An Yan also got up quietly to prevent the other side from suddenly making a move to make Yu Huanzhang suffer.

The rest of the people watched from the wall, Yu Huanzhang and Shentu Junshi did not deal with each other, this is something that everyone in the circle knows, and none of them dare to help.

And just as the tension was raging, a crisp chime suddenly sounded in the attic, interrupting the oppressive atmosphere.

A waitress came out from behind the screen: "Ladies and gentlemen, please sit down, the poetry meeting will begin." ”