The weather is new in March, and the beauties in the lake are shining in spring. The boat is full of flowers and wine, and Yan Ge and Zhao dance stay in the clouds. In May, the lotus girl picks the lotus, laughing at the lotus flowers.

In March, the earth warms up, the roads are unsealed, and everything is full of vitality. The grass grows and the warbler flies, which is a good time to travel.

Luoyang City is full of flowers, competing with each other, and it is beautiful. Hibernating snakes and rats rushed out of their nests, wickers swayed in the wind, and city dwellers stripped off their thick cotton clothes and walked out of their homes. All kinds of materials from all over the world, along with the trafficking of merchants, circulate in all directions; people walk on the streets refreshingly, and no longer have to shrink their bodies to keep out the cold, straighten their backs, and walk on the road in a generous manner.

These days, some workshops in the city that make horse-drawn carriages, oil-paper umbrellas, and folding fans are very busy. Although all kinds of materials, the spring meeting has been fully stocked, and several large truckloads of various materials have been put in the warehouse early. I can't stand the orders flying like pieces of paper, so the workshops are working overtime, driving at full speed, and they are very busy.

As a time-honored workshop in the city to make carriages, Yuema Xuan is even more busy. In order to catch up with the luxury carriages specially customized by several large households, all the craftsmen stopped, and even the shaft could not be opened, which was a bad thing for the shopkeeper. A few skilled craftsmen were hired at a high price, and the construction period was in full swing.

In spring and summer, Luoyang City has always had the tradition of going out of the city to travel for youth. Or walk out of the city, or lead a donkey to run a horse, or take a boat, invite three or five friends, scholars and beauties, princes and generals, peddlers and pawns, and go to the outing outside the city together.

And all this has nothing to do with Emperor Han Qing. Although he heard about the event, he was indifferent. In the past few days, it is not that there have been invitations from people in the city who have met through letters recently, and several people in the city have handed over invitations, all of which he has rejected one by one.

He now goes out before dawn every day, takes a special signboard, moves folding tables and chairs, and opens on time every day. With word of mouth, business is extremely hot, there is an endless stream of letter writers, and he has already made enough money, but he is still happy to do it, but he slowly falls in love with this kind of daily life of making money and fulfillment. Recently, more and more people have gone out of the city to play, and their business has inevitably been affected, and they can't write a few letters a day. I'm also thinking about whether to be flexible and try my luck with the flow of people out of the city. I immediately went to the market and bought a young and strong ox, tied all the items to both sides of the ox, rode the ox, and followed the flow of people out of the city.

Ever since he felt the presence of that qi incorporated into his body, his physical fitness had been improving unconsciously. I used to feel that the acupuncture points were blocked, but now I still can't get through, but the spirit of the whole person has soared thousands of miles, and I don't sleep all night and the next day I am still full of energy. When he walked, he was as light as a swallow and walked in the breeze, and although he could not step on the air, his steps would not be as heavy as before. Silently perceiving the changes in his body, but his face was silent. Every morning, I face the east on time, absorb that breath, from the initial trickle, now I have a fist-sized piece. But gradually, he also found that it seemed to have reached a bottleneck, and the changes in his body were almost indispensable. Carefully comparing what is said in the "Tao Sutra", he also knows that this requires the cultivation of exercises to complement each other in order to go further. But for a while, he didn't know where to find the exercises, and although they were sold in the shops in the city, he didn't dare to rush them to practice. Because both his parents and his grandparents have told him more than once that the choice of exercises is important, and he must not be careless, and a good step of exercises determines the height of the future. If you are interested in cultivating the Dao, you must not be abrupt in your cultivation, and you must be very cautious. Therefore, I can only press the thoughts in my heart, stay for the future, worship the immortal gate in the mountains, and then find the exercises that suit me. But absorbing that breath every day, the thunder can't move and go on.

Emperor Han Qing rode on the ox and walked through the streets, attracting a side eye.

"Who is this, laughing to death, riding a cow out of the city? ”

A group of young men with brocade clothes and jade belts slowly lined up to go out of the city, and one of them looked back and saw Han Qingdi's appearance out of the city, and he couldn't breathe with a smile, holding his companions around him, and bent over with a smile.

This young boy was very loud, he didn't care about Emperor Han Qing's opinion, and he was still commenting loudly.

Emperor Han Qing touched his nose, also embarrassed. In order to save money, I had to make this decision. I didn't expect to be ridiculed, and my old face turned red. Pretending not to hear the chatter, he patted the cow on the back and continued on his way. Recently, due to the shortage of entanglements, he has lowered the standard of living, although he still lives in Zuixiang Building, but he has moved out of the room he lived in before and lived in the cheapest C-shaped room.

Ignoring the ridicule of others, he followed the flow of people and went out of the city after a simple check. Since he entered the city, this is the first time he has gone out of the city, and when he came, the snow was falling, and when he went out of the city, he had no idea that the grass had grown and the warbler had flown away.

Coming out of the city, Rao has lived in the countryside since he was a child, and he is used to seeing mountains and rivers, and he is not only excited by the scenery in front of him.

Two or three miles ahead, the vision is broad. The view is breathtaking.

Unknown wildflowers and weeds grow luxuriantly on both sides of the road. Bees buzz around the flower bones, flying and stinging. Rows of trees, revealing green buds, scattering a large area of greenery. The wild geese are in the air, one will swoop, the other will soar into the sky. In a green world, there is already a large group of people, stepping on the green grass and talking. The willows are still around, and the flower boats come from afar and break into this green world. The bow of the boat was crowded, the men's high crowns were broad, and the women's flowers and branches were showing, and the conversation was non-stop.

Emperor Han Qing, who watched this scene, regretted a little that he didn't go out of the city earlier. Those who came early had already set up kites and ran with the wind, and after a while, all kinds of paper kites flew in the air. There are also people sitting on the floor, and the blankets are covered with all kinds of bits and pieces. Some people gathered around and took advantage of the scenery to sing poems and harmony. There are also beauties who come with dignitaries and dignitaries, dancing in the breeze.

Emperor Han Qing didn't dare to forget the purpose of the trip, found a place with a lot of people, bolted the cattle, removed the tables and chairs, put on the sails for writing letters, and opened as soon as he cleaned up.

It's just a long time to wait, maybe everyone is busy playing, and no one needs to write a letter.

Emperor Han Qing was a little disappointed, annoyed by his hasty decision. When he was secretly sulking, a group of people who looked like scholars unconsciously walked near the stall.

It seems to be wondering about the good time, on the occasion of the spring outing, there are people who sell fonts to make money, which is insulting and ruining the scenery. Out of the line came a young man with a faint smile on his face and walked towards the stall. A crowd of people gathered around him and followed him.

It's just that before he got closer, this person's face turned blue and white for a while, and after several changes, he finally calmed down and walked over. Emperor Han Qing had been watching coldly, neither taking the initiative to greet nor getting up, sitting firmly on the stool.

I earn my money, what does it have to do with you. At first glance, it was a person with bad intentions who came to smash the field. So he didn't bother to put a hot face on a cold ass. As for the person who led him, he vaguely seemed to have seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember anything about it.

Sure enough, the person at the head said with a sneer: "Who should I be, isn't this the youngest Confucian in our Jiuzhou?"

Right, Emperor Han Qing...... Han Gongzi.

What he said surprised Emperor Han Qing. I don't seem to know this person, how did he know this information about me?

Since coming to Luoyang City, Emperor Han Qing has always adhered to a modest and low-key demeanor. He has never leaked his past to others, except for the shopkeeper of Zuixiang Building, Xiao Er and others, Luo Qingcheng knows his own details. How did he learn that although he had met a few friends in Luoyang City, he had never told him his identity. Who is he?

Emperor Han Qing thought silently.

Seeing that Emperor Han Qing was silent, he was always silent. The young man had no intention of letting him go, and spoke again.

With a flirtatious smile on his face, his mouth was unforgiving: "I have heard for a long time that Han Daru is erudite and talented, and he is proficient in poetry and songs, I wonder if I am fortunate to listen to Han Daru's poem today?"

Yes, yes...... Before Emperor Han Qing could speak, a group of idlers were out of the way. There was a commotion, come on, Han Daru, you won't be a person who sells fame and reputation, right?

If that's the case, we don't mind letting my father write to the emperor and sentence you to the crime of bullying the king.

Emperor Han Qing wanted to ignore this group of unreasonable people, and besides, he didn't read poetry and books to show off in front of people. It's just that their mouths are becoming more and more vicious, so that Emperor Han Qing, who has a peaceful personality, can't help but be angry.

Recently, spring has been blooming, and I think I will take spring as the theme, and I would like to invite Han Daru to write a poem for everyone.

In the distance, some people who were busy walking and playing were also attracted by the noise here, and they all walked towards this side.

Seeing that more and more people are doing it, it fuels the arrogance of this group of people even more. Words are getting more and more unbearable, can you do it? Don't you shit while occupying the pit? What kind of bullshit, I think it was bought with money, right?

They gossiped and talked happily, and they didn't take Emperor Han Qing in their eyes at all.

Is it tolerable or unbearable, Emperor Han Qing is hindered by the huge flow of people, and he does not want to be underestimated.

You have learned a few poems in the school, but I honestly make a living and do business here, and you come forward to insult me in every way for no reason, and you can't just forget it.

In this way, as long as I can make a poem about spring, you will not only have to retract what you just said. And you have to bow to me in public, admit that you are ashamed of being inferior to me, and walk around me when you meet me in the future. If you dare, I'll take this bet. But I don't know if you dare?

Emperor Han Qing thought to himself that since you are so unreasonable, it is better to take the initiative to attack and disgust you at once, so as not to circle around you like a fly and be disgusting to death.

The young man, groaning, discussed with a group of gangsters for a long time, and finally agreed to the matter. But there is a requirement, it must be made to make a poem that everyone can recognize, otherwise it doesn't count.

In the end, this is a mutually acceptable outcome.

Make it quickly, just to one stick of incense.

A group of helpers couldn't help but urge again.

Emperor Han Qing brewed in his heart, chose an allusion theme, and silently deliberated the words in his heart to rhyme and rhyme.

Just after sixty breaths of incense, Emperor Han Qing slowly confided: "The halberd has not been sold, and the grinding and washing recognize the previous dynasty." Dongfeng does not have a relationship with Zhou Lang, and Tongque Chun locks Er Qiao. ”

Good poetry, good poetry......

As Emperor Han Qing's voice landed, some onlookers couldn't help but praise him. It's really good, the battle is neat, it's even, and the aftertaste is endless. Some people made pertinent comments, and soon more people realized the unusual thing the poem was doing. It is popular, I am afraid that it will become a work of hand-me-down, and there is a conclusion that the Confucian old man who came here to cover the coffin.

It was him, and the young man who knew the old man hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

The person who made the question in the Luoyang urban and rural test, Li Junxian. I didn't expect him to come here to go green, and I was honored, and some people sighed. Didn't he say goodbye to the old man and return to his hometown? The fact that the old master recognized a young man's poems shows that this son's poems are indeed good.

You don't know the status of Li Lao in the Kyushu literary world, and many of the county lords today are Li Lao's subordinates. Even the lord of Luoyang City has to perform the disciple ceremony when he sees Elder Li, do you know.

There are people who know the elderly, and they hurry up in the crowd to solve everyone's doubts.

Hearing the discussion of the crowd, the young man who bet was half cold. If there is a ticket for Emperor Han Qing, it will be over. After all, even his father had to be respectful when he saw Li Lao. As soon as he thought of this, the young man's face remained silent, his steps did not stop, and he silently retreated backwards, originally wanting to slip away.

How could Emperor Han Qing let him go and keep an eye on him. Emperor Han Qing is still very confident in his ability in literature back then.

So he hurriedly shouted, do you want to run if you lose?

People's eyes followed Emperor Han Qing to the young man who was about to withdraw from the crowd.

The young man looked embarrassed, he didn't go, he didn't go, he was in a dilemma, and his face turned into a pig's liver color with shame.

With a look of resentment, he stared at Emperor Han Qing with hatred.

Emperor Han Qing was unmoved, he was willing to gamble and lose, you provoked first, don't blame me for letting you not get off the stage, you asked for it.

Come on, everyone, be willing to gamble and lose and fulfill your promises.

Emperor Han Qing reminded him repeatedly, and the people in the crowd were also very angry. It's you who want to run now, and you're not ashamed.

Quickly fulfill the promise, and now the crowd began to help Emperor Han Qing speak.

In front of the public, I see which of you dares to run. Whoever dares to run will spread your deeds in Luoyang City, and see if you still have the face to mix in Luoyang City in the future.

Someone shouted.

This makes the people who bet on this group even more embarrassed.

Today, this face has been lost, and some people have already regretted following that young man to slander Emperor Han Qing. It's just that it has happened, and the arrow has to be sent. Even Elder Li, although he has been watching from the sidelines, has been watching the situation change.

Seeing that they couldn't hide today, this group of people had to step forward and fulfill their promise to Emperor Han Qing.

Han Gongzi is sorry that we were wrong, we are ashamed of ourselves, we are the ones who sell fame and reputation, you are a real Confucian, and you are rich and rich. In the future, there will be a place for you, and we will retreat.

Everyone finished the promise in unison. didn't stay for a moment, and left the crowd with his legs, but one of the resentful faces was seen by Emperor Han Qing.

Emperor Han Qing didn't care, and he lost his interest in doing business, so he cleaned up his stall and prepared to turn around.

It's just that he hasn't cleaned up yet, and he was stopped.

"Xiaoyou is slow, the contemptible surname is Li, and he bothers Xiaoyou. ”

Emperor Han Qing was stunned, this old man surnamed Li had already understood clearly through other people's discussions just now. I just don't know what I'm doing, stop and see what he's doing.

Emperor Han Qing put down the work in his hand and bowed to the old man respectfully.

The old man clasped his fists in salute.

"That's right, the old man likes Xiaoyou's poem quite much, and I don't know if it can be framed and hung at home, so I ask Xiaoyou's consent. ”

Emperor Han Qing agreed to this matter without hesitation. Then he didn't stay any longer, rode away on the ox.

After that, the people who followed the old man hurriedly brought a piece of gold, saying that he was buying poetry. After pulling for a long time, he was finally forced to accept the gold in desperation.