Not long ago, Xie Changyuan was wandering alone in Bianliang City. He first went to the lecture platform of the Twelve Shrines in the west of the city. There was a sea of people there, and different people gathered there to wait for the shrine's divine envoy to give a lecture.
Naturally, Xie Changyuan didn't come here to listen to the so-called teachings, but just came to check out the situation and see if there were any powerful enemies hiding nearby.
After waiting for a long time, the old man on the stage finally opened his eyes. This man was very old. Although he was wearing a cloak from the shrine, his short and short white hair hinted that he was a monk not long ago.
Unexpectedly, the old guy said "The Great Law of the Twelve Divine Palaces is good!" as soon as he opened his mouth. Xie Changyuan was so angry that he sighed on the spot, turned around and left, instead of listening to the old shameless things to confuse people.
On the way out, we were met by late-arriving listeners, including wealthy businessmen and ordinary people, who rushed towards the lecture platform out of curiosity.
Xie Changyuan walked through the sea of people, his thick eyebrows furrowed, and ran away from them. He secretly cursed these people as idiots.
Just now, he passed by Sigui Tower and just stopped to glance at the archway out of curiosity. In the end, he was loudly reprimanded by the doorman, telling him, a vulgar countryman, to get out of here and stop standing at the door to block the guests from entering.
Hearing this, Xie Changyuan was not happy. He was already in a bad mood. He immediately took out twenty taels of silver and threw it in the door's face. He stepped into Sigui Tower, walking in a winding and winding way.
Unknowingly, we arrived at the gate of Guiyuan.
Hearing that it was quite lively inside, Xie Changyuan happened to be a little hungry, so he thought about going in to get some food, and opened the door without thinking much.
As soon as Xie Changyuan entered the door, he immediately attracted everyone's attention.
The children from the rich family all looked back and saw Xie Changyuan, who was dusty with work, at a glance. He was dressed in coarse linen clothes, carrying two heavy swords and a large sack on his back. He looked like he didn't have more than three pennies in total, which immediately made everyone sneer at him.
Some people saw Xie Changyuan with one eye and one arm, and even taunted him, saying that he was so disabled that he dared to come to a brothel.
None of them knew Xie Changyuan, and at first glance he looked like a vulgar martial artist from the countryside, which really made these young masters look down upon him and even wanted to kick him out of Guiyuan.
However, Xu An, who was the focus of the crowd, did not speak or even look here. Instead, he concentrated on admiring the graceful figure of Yuen Ning Oiran on the stage.
Everyone did not want to disturb Xu Dashikui's elegant mood, so they immediately shut up and looked at Xie Changyuan with a bad expression.
At the corner, there was a person who was a little surprised. Princess Linyang did not expect to meet Xie Changyuan in such a place. After thinking about it for a moment, another sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth.
"But he is also a drunkard and a womanizer." Princess Linyang thought so in her heart. She turned her head and no longer looked at Xie Changyuan, but looked at Xu An's back with a little hope.
Xie Changyuan had no expression on his face and looked around, his eyes only staying on Yuening Kuairan for a moment.
He sniffed and saw at a glance the dazzling array of delicacies on the table. When he saw an empty seat, he walked over.
When a young man next to the empty seat saw this, he quickly pulled the empty stool to his side, sat on a stool with both buttocks, and smiled contemptuously at Xie Changyuan.
Xie Changyuan glanced at him and immediately turned around to look elsewhere, but was rejected by various means and refused to let him sit down.
For a moment, everyone was watching his joke.
Xie Changyuan is not angry either, and does not want to argue with these drunken dandies, but he still has to occupy a place here today. It would be really shameful to leave angrily, and he would be sorry for throwing twelve liang in the face of his disciples.
silver.
He looked around and found a table in the corner with only one person sitting at it. He immediately walked over and sat on a stool without saying anything.
Opposite him was the graceful Princess Linyang.
Xie Changyuan didn't say anything. As soon as he sat down, he grabbed the beef on the table and stuffed it into his mouth, as if there was no one in front of him.
Opposite her, Princess Linyang's face suddenly darkened. Fortunately, Xie Changyuan was tall. Even when she was sitting down, she was half taller than an ordinary person. Moreover, she had two heavy swords slung across her back, which shielded her from the sight of many others.
Therefore, no one noticed that there was a woman disguised as a man sitting here. They just stared at Xie Changyuan's back and laughed.
Seeing Xie Changyuan's wild eating look, Princess Linyang suddenly felt displeased, and her delicate face sank.
It was the maid beside her who spoke first, pointing at Xie Changyuan and scolding her in a low voice.
"You are so rude, get up and leave immediately. This table has been reserved by my young master!" The maid raised her eyebrows and spoke rudely.
However, Xie Changyuan just grabbed a piece of beef and ate it happily, then raised his head and glanced at the master and servant.
"If your butts can fill eight chairs, I'll leave immediately." He was chewing meat, and his words were a bit slurred.
The master and servant were furious, but Princess Linyang was a well-mannered person. No matter how displeased she was at the moment, she did not scold her. After all, she was a wealthy person and could not afford to be petty with a ruthless man.
So she motioned to the maid next to her to be quiet, and then sat slightly to the side to prevent Xie Changyuan from obstructing her view of others.
Under the stands, Xu Dashikui, the leader, was elegant and handsome, which was exactly the opposite of the vulgar martial artist in front of him.
Not long after, the Oiran Yue Ning finished her song on the stage. Shi Shiran put the guqin aside, walked down with a gentle step, walked to Xu An and sat down next to him.
All of a sudden, the whole hall was cheering, and all of them praised Yuening Oiran's superb piano skills. Seeing the two sitting together like jade, they didn't hesitate to praise her at all.
Xu An smiled warmly, slightly bowed his hands to everyone, and then boldly stretched his hands to the waist of Yuening Courtesan and hugged her. He put his straight nose to the beauty's hair and sniffed lightly, with a look of intoxication on his face.
The crowd burst into laughter, and Yuen Ning's cheeks turned red with embarrassment, which was very touching.
Suddenly, someone stood up and started cheering, hoping that Xu Dashikui could compose a poem to cheer up the beautiful scenery on this beautiful occasion. When the other men and women heard this, their eyes lit up, as if they were waiting for this moment.
For a moment, everyone's eyes were full of expectations. Xu An's handsome face raised a smile, and Yuening Oiran's eyes were blurred in his arms, with a hint of expectation.
"Then let me show my shame. I wonder if you can give me a question?" Xu An said loudly.
At the same time, he stood up with a glass of wine and naturally became the focus of the crowd.
For a moment, everyone present except Xie Changyuan straightened up and pretended to listen attentively. At the same time, they were also thinking about what topic to give to the great poet.
Soon someone stood up and expressed their hope that Xu An would write a love poem about romance and romance, with the theme of lingering affection.
Some people said that the love poem was too vulgar. It coincided with the beautiful scenery at this moment, and there were osmanthus trees planted outside the courtyard. They hoped that Xu An would write a poem in praise of laurel to add a sense of spring in this early winter. If he could produce such a masterpiece as the one that shocked the literary world before,
Maybe the laurel trees outside the courtyard can bloom out of season, so beautiful!
Everyone had different opinions. Xu An laughed and shook his head, as if he was thinking about who to listen to.
Suddenly, a clear voice sounded, like a hundred boats competing in the current, and it rang in everyone's ears.
"Xu Gongzi originally wrote a poem about the bright moon in the Qin Dynasty and the Guan Dynasty in the Han Dynasty. It was very good, but if he could make another sonorous patriotic poem about the battlefield, it would not be unsatisfactory."