Sha Jing didn't ask who was going to deal with Brother Yelu Ma, just as Yang Zhi specially bypassed the battle for the emperor when he spoke, the two were silent, followed the direction of the light, and walked onto the East Street. The curfew in Youzhou will not reach the second watch, the East Street is quite lively, the Qinglou wine shops are lit up, the rich businessmen and powerful literati officers, some call friends to accompany them, and some are alone, entering and leaving these places with peace of mind, showing that pride or loneliness.

Ordinary people, more are patronizing the street stall vendors, in the night without Beidou and the moon, like the carriage waiting on the street, under the boundless silence looking down, there is a unique poetic and picturesque feeling; Yang Zhi looked at a fragrant alley on the right, and couldn't help but think of Zhang Zeduan's "Qingming Riverside Picture", the corner of his mouth showed a sarcastic smile, often deliberately pursuing the Qingming world, that is, there are hidden dangers that are not easy to find.

There is a group of people around the street corner, and a neatly dressed storyteller is telling history, his eyes are moist and gentle, telling the story of Zhang Jiao's yellow scarf in the late Eastern Han Dynasty: "Julu Zhang Jiao calls himself a 'great sage and good teacher', serving Huang Lao Dao, raising disciples, kneeling and worshipping the head, and saying that the water spell is said to cure the disease, and the sick are quite healed, and the people believe in it." Zhang Jiaoyin sent eight disciples to the Quartet, and taught the world with good Taoism, turning to bewilder. In the past ten years, hundreds of thousands of disciples have connected the people of Ziqing, Xu, You, Hebei, Jing, Yang, Yan and Henan. ”

A person next to him suddenly interjected: "The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand, that is Chen Shou's penmanship." Sir, tell me your own opinion. ”

The storyteller laughed and said, "It's a pity to abandon the Spring and Autumn penmanship, don't be too anxious." ”

Someone smiled again: "I went to Bianliang, and I saw Huo Liujiu talking about the Three Kingdoms in Sangjia Wazi, that is called wonderful, how to say it, Liu Bei's appearance, Dong Zhuo's ambition, Cao Cao's righteousness, and Yuan Benchu's luck." ”

Everyone laughed together, only listening to a few words, they knew what a romantic figure Mr. Huo was, daring to turn history upside down and say, without a few brushes, it was not round; the storyteller sat there crying and laughing, Yang Zhi couldn't help laughing, when he arrived in Youzhou, it was really a bit like Bianliang, everyone was a sharp mouth, heaven and earth, ancient and modern, there was no end. Sha Jing seemed to be ignited with a thought, and dragged Yang Zhi, who was about to move forward, and said, "I'll take you to a place." ”

Sha Jing is a monk, Yang Zhi didn't care, so he didn't ask where to go at all, after all, in Youzhou City, no matter how dangerous it is, he and Sha Jing can't kill it;

There are three big characters on the plaque, Piaoxiang Building. Sha Jing's bald head was too dazzling, as soon as she appeared, a beautiful woman about thirty years old greeted her, directly ignoring Yang Zhi, Xi Zizi said to Sha Jing: "My brother hasn't been here for a long time, today it happens to be Lord Li Chuwen is setting up a banquet, why don't we be together." No matter how you say it, he is also your distant uncle, even if you don't want to climb this wealth, family affection always has to be reasonable. ”

Sha Jing said calmly: "I just came to see my sister, Li Chuwen is also your uncle, why can't I hear your honorific title." ”

The beautiful woman laughed, and Sha Jing introduced Yang Zhi: "This is my cousin Mu Ko, and this is my boss Yang Zhi." ”

Piaoxiang Mansion is a place where people come and go, Mu Ko is well-informed, and hurriedly said: "It turned out to be the Lord of Yang Pavilion, then it is a coincidence, you Xiao Hugu Xiao Hall Master is also there." ”

Yang Zhi smiled and nodded, "No matter what, I always have to see you when I arrive." ”

Mu Ko brought the two of them in, there were a lot of people in Yanyun Palace, in addition to Xiao Hugu, Hu Liyan, Yasha and others were also there, Xilong and Ying Yunfei should have just gone back and didn't come; Yang Zhi and Xiao Hugu had only met once, and they went to visit on the day they took office. Yang Zhi smiled and walked over to salute Xiao Hugu and Li Chuwen, Li Chuwen laughed and motioned for exemption and said, "It turns out that you are my subordinate, and now the Lord of Xiao Hall has sent you to go, we are free." ”

No wonder Li Chuwen can get the trust of Xiao Fengxian and Ye Luchun, two people with different political views, and he has a very good grasp of interpersonal fire, Xiao Hugu is very satisfied, and after Yang Zhi and Yanyun Hall everyone greeted each other politely, he let Yang Zhi sit at the bottom. Jizhou Pavilion ranked first among the thirty-six pavilions, but Yang Zhi was young, so no one objected to Xiao Hugu's arrangement, but when Yang Zhi sat down, he could feel several sharp eyes staring at him, looking back, there was laughter everywhere, and there was any abnormal behavior.

The meeting between Sha Jing and Li Chuwen was a little cold, and neither of them showed abnormality; Yang Zhi's first feeling after sitting down was that there was something going on tonight, and it was a big event; in the sound of jingling pearls, the dancing girls dressed in fancy clothes rushed in, one by one, they entered the center of the hall quietly, and danced with the sound of the silk and bamboo orchestra, like a butterfly shuttle bush, which was indescribably pleasing to the eye.

Halfway through the dance, a woman dressed in white stepped in, and a few beautiful dance steps arrived in the middle of the dancers, the sleeves waved, the long skirt was gently spread out, the wind blew like a willow, and she sang softly: "The cold cicada is poignant, the long pavilion is late, and the showers are at the beginning of the break." The capital tent has no clue, nostalgia, and Lan Zhou urges. Holding hands and looking at each other's teary eyes, they were speechless and choked. Thinking of going, thousands of miles of smoke waves, twilight is heavy and the sky is wide.

Affectionate parting since ancient times, and even more so can be snubbed in the Qingqiu Festival! Where is the wine awake tonight? This past year should be a good day and a good time. Even though there are thousands of styles, who do you talk to?

After singing a song, the applause at the table was thunderous, and the applause was like a tide, Liu Yong's writing of this kind of words itself is wonderful, the woman in white is good at dancing, and the song is even better. Li Chuwen smiled, Xiao Hugu drank freely, and the jewels and bright cups were intertwined; Mu Zhi specially brought the woman in white to Yang Zhi to introduce her, it was the top green bead girl in Piaoxiang Building, Yang Zhi saw Sha Jing's excited eyes, smiled and let go at the same time, and was secretly surprised by Mu Ko's unscrupulousness.

There is also a green pearl girl in history, Shi Chong once built a golden valley garden for her, and in the end, because the green pearl offended Sun Xiu, the advisor of Sima Lun, the king of Zhao, resulting in the death of the door. Yang Zhi could only say that the Liao people didn't care about this, and he never thought that the soft voice of the green bead girl came from behind him: "Yang Pavilion Master thinks Liu Yong and Su Dongpo, which one has a good word?"

Wen Wuyi, the hall was unexpectedly quiet, obviously waiting for Yang Zhi's answer; Lu Zhu's voice was not high, Yang Zhi didn't know why this situation occurred, he was in a hurry, and used a story in later generations to say: "Liu Yong's words are only suitable for seventeen or eighteen girls, holding the red tooth board, singing 'Yang Liu'an, Xiaofeng Wanyue'." Su Dongpo's words must be Kansai Han, copper pipa, iron plate, singing 'Dajiangdong go'. ”