The court was in chaos because of the young emperor's repeated moves, but not all Yishu were following the crowd. At least Zhang Cai, the former doctor of the Ministry of Personnel's Wenxuan Department, who was recuperating at home, lived a very comfortable life. After he was impeached, Ma Wensheng repeatedly wrote to explain as a guarantee and personally tried to keep it. However, he still claimed the sick leave to the Ministry of Personnel. Those friends who came to persuade him saw that he was living a leisurely life, so naturally he could not say all the persuasion that came to his mouth.

On this day, after another friend came to the door, Zhang Cai couldn't sit still. The court wrote a letter to recommend officials with military strategies, and his name was on it. Although he had written a letter to report on the military affairs of Ganliang, it was already many years ago. In recent years, he worked hard in the Wenxuan Department of the Ministry of Personnel and studied the qualifications of foreign officials and Beijing officials all day long. He was no longer as good as before. Who did he come up with the old accounts? []

The things that could not be understood were filled with discomfort, so he asked out to relax. It was not easy to live in the capital. He was a small fifth-rank doctor, so he could not be as scrambled like a boss, so he only brought a servant with him. He walked around the Xisi Pailou. He picked up the four treasures of calligraphy, painting, and books in. After a while, the servant took several folding fans and one or two scrolls in his hand. Just as he felt his heart was gradually relaxing, he slowly came out of a store, but unexpectedly a carriage drove past him, and it was only a little bit before hitting him. He was standing there with a frown, and the servant next to him suddenly shouted: "Master, a handkerchief fell on the ground.

"The veil?" Zhang Cai was slightly stunned. He looked down and saw a pink chewy parcel. After pondering for a moment, he bent down and picked it up. When he saw that a light peony was embroidered at the lower left corner of the veil. On the back, he seemed to have two lines of poetry written with the black stone that traced his eyebrows. He immediately watched it.

"If life was just like the first meeting, what if the autumn wind was sad to paint a fan?"

He couldn't help reading it several times, and the expression on his face was very exciting. Although after becoming an official, most people were in a style of poetry even if they had poems... They often said that the poems were not worth mentioning, but when they actually saw famous quotes, they were always a little itchy. However, he recited them several times, but he couldn't think of how to continue. He was just holding a veil and dazed in a daze... He didn't realize that the servant behind him had called him several times.

After a long time, I felt that someone was in front of me, so Zhang Cai woke up suddenly. When he looked closely, he saw that he was an honest little boy. He was wondering, but he was not careful that the other party bowed deeply to him: "This master, my master just passed by the carriage and left a handkerchief. He sent the young man back to find it. I found that you picked it up. I wonder if you can give it back?"

Hearing the little boy speaks elegantly... Also known as the veil was left by his master, Zhang Cai immediately had the intention of inquiry. He held the veil but did not return it. Instead, he asked with interest: "Since you said it was the veil left by your master, what do you remember?"

The little boy hurriedly said, "My owner said...the peonies are embroidered in the lower left corner of the handkerchief, and a poem is written on the back."

"What poem?"

"This..." The little boy was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "My master has never said that, and the young man doesn't know."

"You can't tell me, why should I give it to you?"

Although he was in his early fifties, Zhang Cai was well maintained, looking only about forty people... and he paid great attention to the edge of the world... naturally he showed his dignity and dignity. The little boy seemed to be frightened by Zhang Cai's appearance. After a few words of defense, he said angrily: "Then the master, please come with me to meet my master. He must remember the poem. You should pay it back then!"

With those two wonderful words that make people feel fragrant, Zhang Cai naturally agreed happily. Seeing that his servant was holding a lot of things, he sent people back, and he followed the 14-5-year-old boy. When the little boy went straight to the bustling mutton alley and hired a car, he couldn't help but be slightly surprised, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Does your master live outside the city?"

"good."

Seeing that the little boy was still a little angry, Zhang Cai couldn't help but feel a little suspicious, but now he was at home, and his thoughts of exploring and seeking wonders had the upper hand. So after thinking about it, he still sat down patiently. When the carriage left Xuanwu Gate, he stopped outside a large mansion without walking far. After getting off the carriage, he stood at the door and looked around and frowned thoughtfully. When Wang Shouren gave lectures, he also came to join in the fun, so naturally he would not be able to recognize this place. Within less than a month, this place had changed a lot. The voices of scholars about poetry came from inside, and outside were not as good as those of all vendors. On the opposite side, there were many wealthy merchants in gorgeous clothes.

Faced with this style, he followed the little boy into the big mansion and had to keep a little attention. What surprised him was that after a wall outside, there were a large area of ​​flowers and plants inside that had not just been leveled, and piled up on the rockery garden. The grass pavilion, stone tables and benches were all complete. More than a dozen scholars were talking about ancient and modern poetry. He recognized a famous person from afar. Who else could be said of Li Mengyang, who is promoting retro in this capital now?

"Listen to Changgu's "Yutai Travel"... Yutai Gao is the one who is facing the Xiongnu, and the Xiongnu's crimes are the barbarians. The war is unfavorable, the army is surrounded. The army is surrounded, the soldiers are surrounded, and the food is thirsty and have no juice. Draw the sword and look up to the sky. The hero dies of starvation. The abandoned corpse is not protected, and the people who are trampling on the Tao will sigh that they will not come back and do what if they can't walk? I feel sad!"

After reading this song aloud, Li Mengyang said indignantly: "The reinforcements have been in power for several days, but there is still no movement to go out. I don't know how much money and food will be spent every day. What is this? This is called fear and timidity, this is called corpse-positioning and simple meals! Han Shangshu of the Ministry of Revenue has been heartbroken in front of people for several times, for these worms! In the past, I thought that Xu Xun relied on the emperor to steal the high position, but now he still knows the whereabouts of tens of thousands of All Right Acropolis City to detect the enemy. It seems that they are much more ambitious than those of the Duke of Baoguo Zhu Hui…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

As Li Mengyang spoke, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the person passing by. After being slightly stunned, he recognized that it was Zhang Cai, the doctor of the Ministry of Personnel's Wenxuan Department. Zhang Cai was impeached before and had a very good stroke among middle and lower-level officials. Therefore, he immediately greeted everyone and strode over. After bowing to him, he asked with a smile: "Mr. Xilu is so leisurely and elegant today, but he actually came to have a leisure park?"

"Xianyuan?" Zhang Cai saw that the door plaque was hanging outside the mansion at first. At this moment, he couldn't help but look at it when he heard this name, "This name sounds like Xianyun Yehe, it's a good place!"

"Of course, the good place, and the most valuable thing is that the owner built this big garden while unable to help but enter and exit. The guards were set up at the door just to prevent the idle man from living in a small courtyard in the middle of the inner city. The rest of the huge places were for people to visit and enjoy. In addition, there are restaurants and restaurants nearby, which are the best places for poetry, social and literary works, so they can avoid being embarrassed at home. Today, I invited some people from Xuchang Valley, He Baipo, and others to start the society here in the name of the previous battle. By the way, Xilu Gong is here..."

When Zhang Cai saw that the other people on the side came to greet each other, he knew that these people were talking about the Yutai Xiongnu, who had been fighting before, was talking about Yutailing and the little prince tribes who had fought before, immediately bowed and smiled: "Everyone is the elegant atmosphere of the poetry club, but I am the elegant atmosphere of exploring the mystery. Today I heard two wonderful words, so I came to explore the people who wrote poetry."

"Oh, what good poem?"

Zhang Cai and these people are at least one generation apart, so naturally they would not take out the Ropa in their sleeves and chant with a smile. If life is just like the first meeting, what if Qiu Feng is sad about painting a fan? Seeing these seven or eight people's eyes lit up all of a sudden, he knew in his heart that these two sentences were not done by these self-proclaimed talents. He was very calm in his heart. Suo Xing slapped the little boy and quietly left the few people and retreated. When he reached the innermost, he only saw several groups of patrolists facing each other.

"Is your family a military person?"

"The ancestor of my master is a military general." The little boy replied, while surprised to see Zhang Cai, there were a few joys of exploring the scenery and then shut up and stopped talking. He kept taking the person to the deepest bamboo forest. He pointed to the courtyard hidden in the bamboo forest and said, "Master, please wait, and let me report to my master."

Seeing that the little boy came to the door and reported loudly, a mother came out in a moment. Zhang Cai secretly praised the family management rigorously, who had no ruler in front of the door, and decided that the owner of the family was a woman, and his curiosity became even heavier. So he went forward. Although the mother said those two lines of poetry directly, he still refused to return the veil easily and insisted on asking the author of the poem. After a while, it was not until a pleasant woman's voice finally came from inside, which continued the whole poem. He blurted out and praised it, and then turned around.

As he left, Li Qingniang watched Abao send Zhang Cai out, then she breathed a sigh of relief and immediately turned him into the yard. Seeing Ruyi, who had just recited the poem, she reached out to look at the person and waved her hand in front of him. She could not help but pull people back to the house, but she didn't even look at Huitong. She only smiled and said to Xu Liang and Shen Yue, who were sitting in the middle, and said, "Look at this Cai's xingzi, I will continue to explore the scenery and seek wonders in the next few days."

"This is called to be on his own preference." Huitong saw that Li Qingniang ignored him, and she couldn't help but feel itchy. After saying a word, she was very angry. He didn't think it was offended, and just said with a smile, "He is very famous in the Shilin world now. If he goes in and out like this, someone will definitely come with him. And if he meets Li Mengyang and the others who love poetry, it will be considered as fame......"

Before he finished speaking, Chen Yue couldn't help but say angrily: "This poem was sent back by Xu Xun before, and it was spread out like this. After he came back, he might as well raise an army to ask for guilt... Uncle, do you have any poems written by Xu Xun at home?"

Seeing that Huitong and Li Qingniang were also staring at him, Xu Liang couldn't help but moan her nose, and couldn't help but scold Xu Xun. This brat was indeed trying to force him. Usually, everyone thought he had never read a book, but as a result, he wrote a poem to women accurately!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but say helplessly: "This kid has never written poetry at home. If you want to force him, you can only force Xu Jing to catch a knife and write. I guess he, a famous talent, is better than this kid's nonsense poem..."
Chapter completed!