Chapter 044 The storm is coming and the wind fills the building (Part 1)

Overnight, the nickname "Golden Talented Little Langjun" spread throughout Chang'an, and Zhang Xuan's reputation reached its peak for a while, and no one could match the limelight.

Of course, along with his name, he was talked about and widely praised, and also wrote the "Founty of Taizhen" for Yang Guifei. Even Zhang Xuan did not expect that this fu would actually drive a new trend in the literary world in Chang'an: writing poems for beauties, making a smile for beauties, or making a promotion to the ranks of success.

Many upper-class ladies, such as some princesses in the royal family, are proud of someone writing poems for themselves.

The next morning, the servants of Zhang's mansion just opened the door and unexpectedly discovered that a group of young scholars gathered in the "small square" outside the mansion, most of whom were scholars who came to Beijing to take the exam.

In the Tang Dynasty, the imperial examinations were divided into two categories: regular examinations and regular examinations. The regular examinations were subjects held in accordance with the system all year round, such as the Spring Examination. The imperial examinations were subjects held by the emperor temporarily issued an edict. Although the scientific examinations were still early, most scholars still came to Chang'an early, looking for ways to advance while studying.

Because scientific examinations not only test individual talent and academic qualities, but also measure the connections behind each scholar. The difference between someone recommending and no one recommending is too big. Therefore, the bureaucrats and powerful people in Chang'an City have become the targets of scholars from all over the country to visit and recommend. Whether it is to give money and gifts or to be honest, scholars must deliver their poems to their doorsteps, in order to gain the attention of nobles and seek a little opportunity to achieve success and fame.

It was because Wang Wei was tired of frequent visits by scholars that he avoided the manor outside the city.

Zhang Xuan did not expect that in that night, many scholars from other places would turn their minds on him when they heard his name. Early this morning, many scholars came to ask for a meeting, some of whom recommended themselves to comment on poetry and essays, and some invited Zhang Xuan to have a banquet for socializing.

Zhang Xuan had just gotten up and was dressed neatly under the servitude of two beautiful maids Ruyan Ruyu. When he suddenly heard about this, he frowned secretly.

"There are many scholars outside the door asking for a meeting with the third young master... The eldest son asked the younger one to ask, "Will the third son meet?" Zhang Li stood respectfully on one side and reported the report.

Zhang Xuan pondered for a moment, waved her hand, "No. Zhang Li, I went to refuse for me, just say that I had too much banquet last night and I still can't afford to indulge them. Please ask them to leave. However, I will continue to instruct you to be gentler to others and not bully others by your power."

Zhang Li nodded and immediately returned to the front yard. Zhang Huan was walking around the front yard. Seeing Zhang Li return, he couldn't help but ask in a deep voice, "Zhang Li, what do you say, "What do you think of third brother?"

"When the eldest son said he would not see him, the third son would say no, so the young men would refuse him." Zhang Li bowed and replied.

Zhang Huan frowned, "No see?... Forget it, you go down, don't hide your door and thank the guests first, wait for me to say a few words to my third brother."

As Zhang Huan said that, he hurried to Zhang Xuan's courtyard.

When Zhang Huan heard that Zhang Xuan had come, she quickly came out and bowed with a smile, "Brother!"

"Third brother..." Zhang Huan came over intimately and patted Zhang Xuan on the shoulder and said in a harmonious voice, "Third brother, many scholars outside the door are asking for a meeting, but you will disappear if you don't see them. But my elder brother thinks that if you are too high in your reputation, it will probably cause some criticism. Although these scholars are not worth talking about, they can make gold, and can make people's beauty and ruin people's reputation..."

"If you have nothing to do today, my brother thinks that you might as well meet them and betray them, which will be of some benefit to your future."

Zhang Huan's eyes were very sincere.

Zhang Xuan knew that he had good intentions and had some truths. It was not that Zhang Xuan did not understand this truth, but that he had deeper considerations.

His lowered attitude and good friend to the scholars naturally helped to consolidate and improve his reputation; but he was worried that such a high-profile would inevitably arouse the emperor's disgust.

Although Li Longji gave him gold medals and nicknames, and ordered him to parade on the streets with great favors; but in fact, if Zhang Xuan was not cautious in some details, Li Longji would feel that he was so proud that he would be able to make things happen, and the emperor turned his back, and the glory and halo surrounding Zhang Xuan would be dispersed in an instant.

As a prophet and a time traveler and former historian and modern official, Zhang Xuan's judgment and understanding of Li Longji is actually far beyond anyone in this era - even Li Linfu, even Li Longji's close relatives, such as his concubines and children.

Li Longji is a king with extremely deep desire for power and particularly stubbornness. His temperament is suspicious and changeable. What he likes most is the "manipulation method" that is high-ranking, turning his hands into clouds and rain. For example, on the one hand, he gave enough trust to the prince Li Heng, and on the other hand, he implied that Li Linfu's party was constantly framed by the Eastern Palace, using this to beat Li Heng, and "conditioning" Li Heng to make Li Heng as timid as a mouse to live like a year.

Li Heng's fear was exactly what Li Longji wanted to see, so he liked to play this kind of cat-catching mice.

Zhang Xuan sighed softly, "Brother, I understand all this. But I was just paraded by the streets yesterday. If a group of scholars gathered today... I am afraid it would be a bad impact."

Zhang Huan was stunned and then understood. After all, he had been an official for many years and was a subordinate of the Eastern Palace, so he had a shallow understanding of the emperor's character.

Seeing Zhang Xuan so calm and cautious, with a moderate and profound look, Zhang Huan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and comforted him. He nodded to Zhang Xuan, said nothing again, and turned his head to leave.

Zhang's family closed their doors to express their gratitude to the guests, and Zhang Xuan refused to meet them, which naturally caused dissatisfaction among the scholars outside the door. Many scholars even spoke rudely and complained in secret. But they had no choice but to wait for a while, and when they saw that the Zhang family's door was closed, they gradually dispersed.

At this moment, more than a hundred armored cavalry guarded a luxurious carriage and entered the city quickly from Mingdemen to the south, and then followed Zhuque Street without stopping and heading straight for the imperial city. A scattered dust rose from behind the horse team.

Outside Xingqing Palace.

Two tough soldiers turned over and dismounted, respectfully lifted the curtain of the carriage, and then placed a Jindun under the carriage. Immediately, a middle-aged man with white face and two blistered eyes stepped off the carriage with a reserved step on the Jindun, and then looked around, looking around, with a bit of a superior momentum.

This person was the Minister of War at that time. He was appointed as the Minister of the Ministry of War. He was appointed as the deputy ambassador of Jiannan Jiedu, Zhidu, and Deputy Ambassador of Yingtian. He was the governor of the military affairs. He was also the chief minister of the Russian-Canada and the West Road in Shannan.

Yang Guozhong waved his hand, and all the soldiers retreated. He walked into the palace with great swagger, bowed to the two eunuchs outside the hall door outside the Zhongji Hall and smiled calmly, "Two young masters, please report to the emperor, so that Yang Guozhong was summoned to return from the army to see the emperor, and was in the palace to the marquis outside the hall."

Yang Guozhong was not only a royal relative, but also a powerful minister in the dynasty. The two eunuchs dared not neglect and quickly went in to report the news.
Chapter completed!