In the White Song Mansion, you can always encounter some novel small objects.

Grapes are not uncommon in Chang'an, after all, there are many merchants from the Western Regions, and this fruit is often available in summer in previous years.

Now it's just summer, and grapes are sold in both the west and east markets.

But wine is still unheard.

"Different wines, different tastes, give people different experiences." Bai Song explained, pouring a full cup for Lu Yao.

Lu Yao took a sip and felt something interesting: "Such a sweet wine, but it is smooth." Aren't you short of money? Why don't you sell this wine? ”

"There are thousands of ways to make money in the world, how can you take it all by yourself? Everything should be done in moderation, and some things should be regarded as small pleasures in life. ”

"Raising a room of women and hugging each other, this is also your little interest?"

"People live for a lifetime, and they are all sexual. Why do men seize power and make money, not for women? ”

Lu Yao thought about it and nodded thoughtfully: "One day I will have the power, and I will also collect all the beauties in the world!" ”

"Poof!" Bai Song took a sip, and then laughed.

"What's so funny? Are you entitled to laugh at others? ”

"It's hard to imagine that you're even more sullen than I am. Lu Yao and Lu are talented, and what he wants in his heart is so cheesy. ”

Lu Yao frowned, drank a glass of wine, and put down the glass heavily: "Okay, it's gossip." I just got the news that Hou Junji is collecting evidence of your left arm in the imperial examination field, you and Yu Ji must act immediately, otherwise there will be no time to prepare, and you will be very passive. And I will do my best to buy time for you. ”

In a word, Bai Song felt the urgency.

What he cares about is not whether he can enter the East Palace, what he cares about is that the emperor gives him a marriage and wants to take Shu Wang home.

This time, no matter what, Shu Wang can't be disappointed.

The whole thing was planned by Lu Yao, Bai Song believed in Lu Yao's ability, and also felt that not everything had to be the leader by himself.

Obviously, Lu Yao has been preparing for this matter for a long time, and he has a plan in his chest.

Bai Song cared more about the other party's plans and arrangements.

"What are your plans?"

"Now I can't speak in front of Hou Junji, he doesn't treat me as his own. If you want me to contribute to you, you have to take down Miss Houjia in the shortest possible time. Today's manuscript has worked, and Miss Hou's impression of me has changed significantly. But time does not allow us to grind slowly, we want to speed up the progress, I need your opinion, or...... Can you ghostwrite a love poem for Miss Hou, a love poem that will make her heart flutter when she reads it? ”

"Writing love poems?" Bai Song was a little stunned, "This is not a clever technique. ”

Bai Song felt in his heart that this kind of method of chasing women was very low.

However, in the context of ancient times, the use of poetry to convey affection is far more effective than the imagination of the White Song Dynasty.

The girls of this year all eat this set, especially the young lady, who is careful and loves fantasy, and poetry is the greatest romance.

ghostwriting poems, Bai Song does not reject it, but just ghostwrites for Lu Yao, is this necessary?

"Writing a love poem like that, you don't know how to do it yourself? Lu Dacai should disdain to borrow what others have done, right? ”

This is Bai Song's biggest doubt, and it feels ridiculous to write poems from Lu Yao's mouth.

Lu Yao frowned, lowered his head and sighed deeply: "I have long since closed my pen and no longer write poems and lyrics." ”

"What?" Bai Song was so shocked that his mouth grew, "Why?" ”

"No matter how I write, I can't surpass you, I've lived in your shadow, and such a mentality will never write good works. Moreover, I now gradually understand what Yu Lao said, the court can't accommodate talents, even if I write poems that go beyond the head of the water tune, it will not be of any benefit to me. Poetry gave me integrity, but it also gave me obstacles, making me have many worries in the court, unwilling to abandon the integrity of the literati, and disdainful of being in the company of villains. When you are a genius, you will never be able to show your strength in the court. What I want is to lean towards the government and the opposition, and in order to achieve this goal, I want to be unscrupulous, and I don't want to make my heart soft because of poetry. Do you understand? ”

Lu Yao has changed a lot, far more than what Bai Song's eyes see.

Bai Song didn't know what to say, he knew that in the past half a year, Lu Yao's experience was not as easy as his own experience.

This is Lu Yao's choice, there is no right or wrong, and now Lu Yao has just become a person who can live with the court.

Lu Yao poured himself another glass of wine, drank it all in one gulp, and shouted: "This wine is too light!" ”

Bai Song smiled: "I'll take the spirits." ”

"No need." Lu Yao pressed Bai Song's hand, "Lu Yao in the past was indeed a bastard, and he was unhappy to see people better than himself everywhere, and it was also when he met you that he woke up the current Lu Yao." So I'm really grateful to you, and it's not just because of your unlimited potential. I also remember that you beat people for your eldest grandson. Because of yours, I believe that there is really a friendship in this world, and I also yearn for a true friend in this life. I, Lu Yao, will do whatever it takes to gain power, but no matter where I am or how many years have passed, I will never be your enemy again in this life. ”

"Hmph......" Bai Song smiled arrogantly, touched his nose and said, "Why do I sound like I'm confessing?" To tell you, I'm a straight man of steel, and I'll never be a guy in this life. ”

"What do you mean?" Lu Yao didn't understand.

Bai Song got up with a smile and shouted outside: "Bai Rou, get a pen and paper." ”

After a while, the pen and paper were placed on the stone table of the small pavilion.

Bai Song got up and splashed ink.

"The clouds are clever, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man is dark.

As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless in the world.

Tenderness is like water, the best period is like a dream, and you can endure the return of the Magpie Bridge.

If the two love for a long time, how can it be in the morning and twilight? ”

Lu Yao's eyes lit up and he looked at Bai Song in shock.

Is this a love poem between glasses of wine?

Shocked, absolutely shocked.

In the past, Bai Song's work was foreshadowed everywhere, and Lu Yao had never seen Bai Song's flash of inspiration in an instant.

Who in the world can compare with such a poetic talent?

Lu Yao knew that he would not be Bai Song's opponent if he lived for another hundred years.

Bai Song smiled and threw the pen away.

"What do you see?"

"Bai Song, are you a monster?"

"Remember, the last sentence, if the two love for a long time, how can it be in the morning and twilight. It is to tell Miss Hou not to be too anxious, Dream of Red Mansions is a good book, but she can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, if you really like something, you have to give each other enough space. ”

"Hahaha......" Lu Yao laughed heartily, "Despicable and shameless, it's you Bai Song!" It's obviously a flirtatious song, but it has to be pulled to the Red Mansion. No wonder so many girls have a deep affection for you, and it seems that I have a lot to learn from you. ”

Bai Song shook his hair, and waved his hand with the strength of the wine: "Take it, take it, go and meet your Miss Hou." One is not enough, there are two more, nothing else can be guaranteed, if you want to talk about poetry, we have as many as there are here. ”

Lu Yao tore up the poems on the table, for him, this kind of short poems were familiar in his heart as long as he looked at them.

Bai Song took the spirits, which was the real Wuliangye.

Today, he was really moved.

Lu Yao is not here to confess, but to show loyalty.

With Lu Yao, such an arrogant person, he actually took the initiative to reveal his innermost thoughts in front of Bai Song, which was tantamount to blowing up his weakness, and he really had no defense against Bai Song at all.

On the contrary, Bai Song can't reveal his heart, he hides too many secrets and can never show them in front of others.

On the one hand, I am moved, and on the other hand, I apologize.

After a bottle of the finest Wuliangye, both of them were drunk.

The two woke up at the same time, and it was late one night.

The two went out at the same time, one went to the Hou Mansion again, and the other went to the Yu Mansion.

……

People are fickle.

Looking back at his heart half a year ago, Bai Song cherished the awe of history and wanted to maintain the balance of the world.

When he found that the balance of this world had long been broken, Bai Song also inadvertently gradually relaxed himself.

As one poem after another appeared in the Zhenguan period beyond time and space, Bai Song enjoyed the achievements and pleasure of the prophet.

And the world is not without the direction he fears for the worse.

Bai Song has already lost his persistence, so he will borrow more works of the sages without any ideological baggage.

Although he knew that this was not good, the current living environment was forcing him to change some naïve ideas.

Lu Yao said that Chang'an needs a Wensheng, a Wensheng who will give him and Lu Yao a platform.

Bai Song quickly understood what the other party meant.

He wants to support the emergence of a new Wensheng before the content of the cheating in the imperial examination is exposed.

With the mouth of the saint, block the mouth of the people in the world.

Use the name of Wensheng to correct the name of Bai Song.

A literary saint is like a public relations channel for future generations, and a literary saint can change the direction of public opinion with one sentence.

This is a benefit that no power can give.

The only thing that threatens Bai Song to enter the East Palace is the folk commentary, because the emperor supports Bai Song, this is the arrangement behind the emperor, as long as the folk criticism can be controlled, even if it is really cheating, the emperor will help Bai Song clear all obstacles and support Bai Song to enter the East Palace safely.

Time is pressing, and Bai Song is about to start acting.

He wants to use the mouth of Yu Ji to spread the classics and cast legends, so that the people of the Tang Dynasty can appreciate the wave of literature and thought that spans thousands of years.

Yu's house is clean, there are no families in the house, no maids, only depressed fallen leaves and flying catkins.

Bai Song knocked on the door, and it was Yu Qingqing who came to open it himself.

Seeing Bai Song's late-night visit, the little girl was still a little confused.

Yu Qingqing rubbed her eyes: "Bai Song, why are you here?" ”

"Where's your brother?"

"I'm asleep."

Bai Song was not polite, and without waiting for the little girl's wishes, he went directly into the Yu Mansion.

This time it seemed to be even more depressed than the last time, Bai Song swept his eyes and asked, "Why is there no one?" ”

Yu Qingqing was a little embarrassed: "That...... The servants of the house were dismissed. ”

"Why was you dismissed?"

"Grandpa has returned to his hometown, and my brother and I stayed in Chang'an to ask for an official body. But there is no shortage of people in each yamen, we have lived in Chang'an for half a year and have no clue, and it is a waste of money to stay, so my brother decided to leave Chang'an recently. ”

"Leaving Chang'an? Didn't you say that you would do great things together? ”