"Qi Ping, I want to eat sugar gourds." After walking for a while, An Ping, carrying a small lantern, stared at the street snacks.

Buy it yourself, why do you call me Qi Ping's depression, but you still play the role of loyal dogs.

When I touched it in my pocket, I had lost my change. I simply handed a corner of the crushed silver to the stall owner, and the latter hesitated:

"Lao Laoer can't find it, the son

"Then don't look for it, Bao Yuan Yuan." Qi Ping smiled and handed over the silver money, and then took the whole "grass handle" with the rock sugar gourd.

Speaking of which, when I was a kid, I met a snack stall and toy stall. I thought that I would have money in the future. I bought it throughout and ate a dirt. Although I made some money, I could afford it, but I still could n’t bear it.

It’s a little bit of impulse, and it’s not expected that it’s a little bit of waste, but it’s realized in this world.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you." The old stall owner left happily.

An Ping's eyes laughed into crescents, straightened his toes, and picked it carefully for a while before pulling out the two best -looking ones. He was handed under the towel and ate the small mouth.

The red and gorgeous hawthorn, the white shell tooth, the transparent sugar dilute into the silk thread Qi Ping couldn't help but look at it, and the shopping was a little impatient.

Everyone is a dog

"Does my aunt eat?‘ ‘

An Ping suddenly handed a branch to Yongning. The long princess glanced at the bamboo stick, and the hawthorn that was half had half of the hawthorn.

"It's lacking, I'm hungry, let's rest."

The restaurant was quite lively and almost crowded. A group of scholars upstairs booked the venue, and there were noises. The three of them found a table on the first floor, ordered a few taels of food, and asked for the Tusu wine for the New Year.

Tu Su Jiu; also known as Sui Liquor, drinking in traditional customs can avoid plague. It was made in a kind of house called "Tu Su". This name was called.

After asking a few people, they knew that the students of Guozijian were holding a conference.

It is nothing more than poetry or something, the theme, is the new year.

The restaurant is elegant, and he also prepared a pen and ink. Anyone can be a poem. He can participate in the conference. However, most people have no confidence, so they are embarrassed to play.

"Speaking, you have n’t poems for a long time, do you want to show one hand?" The princess of the female Wen Qing ate half a bowl of vegetables, and she was full, and suddenly asked.

Qi Ping looked tired and said, "I'm not prepared, and this kind of small article will be uninteresting.

His previous poem was a charcoal seller. Going forward, it was a seven-step poem, each with its strength, but it was not a elegant phrase that was popular with literati.

I also treasured a lot of good poems. I was reluctant to take it out before. Now, it is no longer used. As his status has improved, poetry is no longer needed to support the scene.

This time the curtain was very disappointed.

Yong Ning looked at him quietly, as if Qiu Shui's eyes seemed to be talking, Qi Ping was stared at his scalp, helplessly:

"That line.

As he said that, he asked for paper and pen to come to the waiter. After thinking for a moment, there were not many poems about New Year that were very famous. When he saw the wine cup on the table, he smiled, hung his wrist and wrote one, and finished it in a few seconds.

Anping blinked his eyes, but he didn't know how to appreciate it. Yongning picked up the paper and looked at it, read it silently for a moment, waved his hand with a smile, and handed it to the little one

"Send it to the second floor."

Second floor.

Amid the sound of silk and bamboo orchestras, the readers of the Imperial College gathered to study, drink and write poems, which was extremely lively.

He Shi'an was sitting in the table and chatted with his classmates: "I don't know what the ceremony in front of the imperial city is tonight, go to see it at night?" A student was surprised: "Brother He didn't know?

Bar.'

He Shi'an put down Tu Sujiu and smiled bitterly. Although his grandfather was a book of the Ministry of Rites, he did not mean that he knew everything: "I'm just a scholar

The students next to it laughed:

"Brother He Mo has to be modest, and now the hexagonal bookstore is getting bigger. If you are at home, you must have risen. What is even more rare is that there are thousands of households.

Knowing this early, the younger brother should also carry a rebuke at home, and it is necessary to press it in the book house. "

There are people around the people around, and they all think that He Shi'an and other disciples are really lucky.

Today, in their opinion, it is only one of them in bookstore shares. What's more important is to use this line to have a relationship with Qi Ping.

It is obviously countless times more precious than a shop.

When ordinary people also spread Qi Ping’s reputation, these wealthy children have already thought about having a relationship with Qi Ping

He Shi'an smiled bitterly: "I only talk about poetry today, not to mention these, there are poems downstairs. Someone really participated in the text.

The students next to them did not fight for or care about the pride of the literary world. If they talk about poetry, they are unconvinced except that person. Besides, the poems of guests in the restaurant?

What can you look good?

A student even smiled and said, "Brother He, see what those do, and pick up his eyes with white pickled?"

However, soon, they were surprised to see that He Shi'an was sitting in a seat, his lips were moving, and he seemed to be silent.

In the eyes, let out a little bit, suddenly got up, and said excitedly:

"One year old in the sound of firecrackers, the spring breeze was sent to Tu Su. Thousands of households in the pupils, always changed the new peach to the old charm."

The scholars froze, in the minds, a pair of festive weather was lifelike, rolled out. The first two sentences were okay. From the third sentence, thousands of households, magnificent weather, have jumped on the paper.

"A good poem is indeed a good poem.

"The sentences are simple, without any fancy, but they are fresh and lively, and extremely wonderful.

The level of appreciation of the scholars is quite high. If they are ordinary people, they will only feel that the flowers are good, but they can see the beauty in this sentence.

"Who did these poems? The small restaurant was actually the Tibetan Dragon Crouching Tiger?" A scholar asked.

He Shi'an then came back to his senses from the artistic conception of the poem and looked at the signature: "Qi Ping

The scholars were shocked: "Is Qi Shigui here?"

The group was excited and stood up quickly and ran downstairs, but only saw an empty table. The three of them had already checked out and left.

The cabinet yamen is not in the inner city, but is located in the imperial city.

In the morning, when Huang Yong arrived outside the building in a carriage, the official on duty trotted over: "Sir, why are you here?

Today, in addition to partial value, most officials are at home, and they are low -grade with relatives and relatives. If you are high, you must raise essence and prepare to participate in the "big feast instrument" in the evening.

Huang Yan said faintly: "Some things have been left here, come here, nothing about you.

The little official responded to it and dare not disturb.

Huang Yan stepped into the familiar yard. The cabinet was not big. The "office" was not far from the door. Today, the New Year is celebrated.

He was slow, walked to his seat, took out the cabinet's big seal from a wooden box, and immediately glanced at the outside of his eyes. Then he took out a fold from his sleeves and covered a seal. In this way, there were two seals.

After doing this, he took back the fold and put it back on the cabinet seal. Then he slowly left the yamen.

Leaving the poem and running away is undoubtedly Yongning's evil taste. The three of them don't have enough time to play, so they can't waste it with those scholars.

After lunch in the restaurant, Qi Ping accompanied the two queen girls for a while, and the three went their own.

Qi Ping is going back to prepare, the banquet at night.

As the emperor's sister, the eldest princess also has tasks in the evening. The emperor entertains civil and military officials. The queen will choose another place in the palace to hold a banquet and entertain the families of the ministers, namely the "decree ladies".

Yongning also has to help lining. As for Anping, there is no need to participate. Of course, it is best to participate.

"The queen's banquet? Don't go." In the palace, Anping, who was shopping, shook his head into a wave drum.

With a look of resistance.

The emperor and his wife held a banquet to entertain the ministers, which was a favor for some new officials, but in Anping's opinion, it was purely afflicted. You should know that those occasions are not about eating, drinking, chatting and playing privately, and there are many rules.

And it ’s boring, she did not like that kind of etiquette.

The beautiful princess sighed and took the way she couldn't help but said, "Good just according to you.

An Ping said in a heart that I wanted to go to the ceremony, but she attracted another thing: "Will the mother not go to the palace tonight?"

King Jing, wearing a wide four-clawed python robe and wearing a golden and jade belt, walked in with a smile and said, "Your mother is not feeling well, so she won't go tonight."

In this way, Anping said concernedly: "Is the mother sick?"

The princess squeezed out a smile: "Maybe she had eaten something bad, and she had stomach upset, and she was not seriously injured."

Oh, Anping nodded, yawned, and said, "I went back to the room to sleep."

After playing for a few hours, she was also tired and dozed off and said, "I'll sleep for a while and I'll go to see the lights at night. Remember to wake me up."

Princess: "I understand, go to bed."

Huaqing Palace.

The princess came back, looked at the time, and sighed gently, and said, "The palace must bathe.

The personal female officer responded and said, "The water is ready, which one of the dinner dress was selected yesterday? '

Yongning said, while walking along the corridor, he said casually: "Just the last set, yes, how about the queen mother over there?" The female officer said, "The queen queen is lacking, go to bed early, say too noisy, so I will not go.

. ""

"I know." Yongning sighed. The current empress dowager is not her biological mother. She only knows that when she gave birth to the emperor, she had a problem with her body and was weak all year round, so she got used to it.

"What about the prince?" She asked again.
To be continued...