The wind squeezed through the window, the oil lamp shook gently, and the unfolded letters were written like sharp edges.

Enlightened Brother,

Chongwen has been ill recently, and it may be difficult for the Chang'an Autumn Literature Club to make the trip, so he wrote a letter and presented it to his brother's residence to apologize.

In the light, the paper was spread out in his hand, and the person who watched the letter was in his early thirties, with a beautiful beard, and couldn't help but smile when he saw this line of words.

"Chongwen sincere gentleman ....."

Keep your eyes down and continue to read word by word.

...... Before writing a letter to my brother's family, my brother met this person at Shunyuan's house, and he was gentle and elegant, benevolent and virtuous, and it was rare for him to have enough food to learn.

But his people are not abducted and deceived by the rivers and lakes.

I have heard that he is the southern Chen Xinjin Chunfu Gongshi, the golden palace was humiliated by the faint king, drove the giant to smash the golden luan palace and go to the north, if you don't travel around and look forward to the appearance of the Ming Lord, or look down on the world and go to the end of the world.

The enlightened brother and the younger brother are both literati, and the literati cherish each other, how can they stand idly by?

Brother, I don't want such a talented and refined master to be down, so I wrote a letter with a cheeky face, and I know that my brother has a very good relationship with the eldest son, and I hope that my brother can recommend it to the eldest son.....

"Nanchen Gongshi, Lu Liangsheng, hehe..... has the same surname as me. ”

Lu Kaiming glanced at it again, and then probably said that the other party traveled to the Northern Zhou Dynasty and went to Chaoning Prefecture, and he might have the opportunity to come to Chang'an to see the capital of the Northern Zhou Dynasty.

"Hehe..... Chongwen didn't come, but what he asked for was big, and Yang Gongzi also had a good impression of literati, so it didn't hurt to talk about it. ”

Shaking his head with a smile, he put the letter away and blew out the light.

Early the next morning, Lu Kaiming bathed and changed clothes, changed his robe, and went out to get into the carriage.

"Go to the Prime Minister's Mansion. ”

After giving a command to the coachman, the carriage rolled slowly, and the carriage drove towards the street where the Baiguan's Mansion was located, and when it arrived at the side gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion, another person also came at the same time.

The two got out of the carriage and arched their hands at each other.

"Enlightened brother!"

"Brother Cheng!"

A few words of greeting, is to invite each other into the side door, here the mansion, is the current prime minister Yang Jian lived, the two have no official position, only with the prime minister's eldest son Yang Yong has a very good personal relationship, so they have to enter through the small door of the side courtyard.

The two of them walked through the eaves of the corridor, and could hear the conversation and laughter in the main hall of the North Courtyard from a distance, and when Lu Kaiming passed, there were already many literati in the hall gathered to talk about current affairs, or quote scriptures to debate some differences with each other.

Lu Kaiming walked around from the side, found a seat at random and sat down, the maid served the tea, the warm tea fragrance wafted into his mouth and nose, he looked at the courtyard outside the door, the sun shined through the dense leaf gaps, and the summer cicadas that broke through the soil were slowly climbing over the moss-covered trees.

After a while, a figure strode towards this side, turned into the hall door and saw the middle-aged scholar sitting in a prominent position at the door, smiled, and waved him not to be polite.

"Sit down. ”

Lu Kaiming just got up to salute, and when the other party waved his hand, he had to sit down obediently.

"Lu Kaiming has seen the eldest prince and Ming Lao. ”

The old man who came in with Yang Yong, named Ming Kerang, was more than sixty years old, and he looked elegant in a robe.

The old man nodded at him, and without saying much, he went straight over, and the literati present hurriedly saluted, holding his recent works, just to let the old man evaluate and compare.

"Enlightened, why don't you go over?"

Yang Yong glanced at the grand occasion over there, took the tea cup handed by the maid, sat down on Lu Kaiming's side, and blew the floating tea leaves.

"By the way, someone sent me a famous painting from Chaoning Prefecture yesterday, and I just happened to bring it to you for appreciation. ”

I took a sip of tea and clapped my palms twice.

The people waiting at the door came in with a long plate, and everyone in the hall stopped talking, and then gathered around and watched the red silk on it be uncovered, which was a framed landscape painting.

The people around him exchanged comments one after another.

"Long water lonely sail, east of the river, the morning sun is rising, good artistic conception!" "...... If you want me to say, this morning wind mountain forest can see the artistic conception, can you see the direction of the swaying leaves?

"Yes, in the woods, you can still see the shadow of the monkey, and the person who paints is really superb. ”

Yang Yong is good at literature, good at the way of words, and does not know much about calligraphy and painting.

"Is it really as good as you say?"

Lu Kaiming also looked at it for a while and nodded: "This painting must be from everyone's handwriting." ”

At this time, someone has already looked at the signature at the bottom of the drawing.

"Lu Liangsheng..... I don't seem to have heard much of this name, which of you knows?"

"Why does this sound familiar?"

Hearing the words 'Lu Liangsheng', Lu Kaiming was stunned for a moment, and the eldest prince of the Prime Minister's Mansion on the side turned around and was about to ask him, but when he saw this expression, he couldn't help but smile and said: "This person is also surnamed Lu, isn't he an enlightened cousin?"

"Not really. ”

Here, Lu Kaiming hurriedly confessed, and when he saw someone looking over, he laughed to hide the embarrassment just now.

"I was indeed a little surprised to hear this name, last night I received a letter from Shunyuan Wang Chongwen, which happened to mention a Nanchen Gongshi named Lu Liangsheng. ”

Originally, I was thinking about how to recommend this, but now I was pushing the boat down the river, thinking about words in my mind, and then, Lu Kaiming continued:

"Have you heard that there was an incident on Nan Chen's side, the faint king of the Southern Dynasty who only knew pleasure, humiliated a tribute in the palace, and finally the Jinluan Palace was smashed. ”

The literati looked at each other, and someone tentatively asked, "Couldn't it be this Lu Liangsheng?"

"Yes!"

Lu Kaiming responded, looked at the eldest prince, and bowed slightly: "Wang Chongwen mentioned in his letter that this person is quite talented and knowledgeable, and he is also proficient in ghosts and gods.

Hahaha –

Everyone present was a scribe of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, and they were in a bold mood, and when they heard that the imperial court of another country in the south had suffered, they laughed one by one.

Even Minkeren, who was not smiling, couldn't help but slightly hook the corners of his mouth, stroked the white beard under his chin, and looked at the eldest prince over there.

"There are different opinions, whether it is true or not, regardless of it for the time being, since he is a well-read person, the eldest prince might as well recruit him, even if he can't enter this court, it is good to be able to recruit the name of a wise man for the prime minister. ”

The two are also teachers and friends, and Yang Yong naturally will not refuse this kind of thing that can contribute to his father.

"I also think so, my father's uncle Yang Su is good at martial arts, and he is more elite in military affairs, which can be described as both civil and military. ”

A group of literati and elegant guests around echoed it.

"That's what the eldest prince said. "This is the right reason, presumably the prime minister will look at the big son even more!"

"Haha, the big man is booming!!"

In the midst of the gossiping words, on the side of the hall door, a small face poked out, looked in, and the young man took advantage of the people in the room to speak, rushed over, dragged the framed painting on the ground and ran out.

Seeing that it was a teenager, the servant didn't dare to chase it, Yang Yong reacted, lifted the hem of his robe, and chased after him.

"Ah Huang (chuang), put that painting down!"

Hearing this, the young man's steps sped up, dragged the frame to make a turn, ran to the atrium, and turned around and laughed at Yang Yong, who was chasing.

"Yang Yong, Yang Yong, brave but not strategic!"

"You-"

Yang Yong, who was extremely angry, stomped his feet and yelled: "Yang Guang!!Stop, be careful that I beat your ass!!"

Striding around, running to the grass of the flower garden, taking a shortcut to catch the boy, chasing and fleeing, the passing maids and servants dodged in panic, causing chickens and dogs to jump.

At the end of the corridor, at this time, two figures walked up, originally talking and talking, and when they heard the movement here, the man in the middle shouted: "What kind of body is your brother!!"