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Chapter 112 Two Qinhuai Rivers

In the next two days, Shen Yi stayed in the guest room of the palace. Shen Zhang brought food to him every day, or Shen Zhang sent someone to deliver it. He himself basically never left the house.

The reason why he didn't go out was because he was afraid of revealing his secret. After all, he was not a guest of the palace, but lived in the guest room of the palace. Once the master found out, the impact would not be good.

On the morning of the third day, Shen Yi finally decided to go out.

He got up early and washed up briefly. As soon as he opened the door, he saw a little maid carrying a large basket of black things coming. After seeing Shen Yi, the little maid quickly lowered her head and saluted.

: "Good morning, young master."

Shen Yi stepped forward, helped her pick up the basket, and asked: "Where are you sending the girl, can I help you?"

This basket of things probably weighs twenty or thirty kilograms, which is not very easy for a little girl.

The little maid looked at Shen Yi with some shrinking, and then whispered: "Master, these are the fire coals sent to your room for heating..."

Shen Yi then looked at the basket and saw two piles of charcoal neatly stacked in the basket. The charcoal was made into neat long strips and looked like strips of bricks, which was different from what Shen Yi had seen before.

Regular charcoal is completely different, so I didn't recognize it at first glance.

Hearing what Little Jacket said, Shen Yi was stunned for a moment, and then he carried the basket of carbon into his house.

The little maid, who was only thirteen or fourteen years old, followed Shen Yi with some curiosity: "This is the first time I have seen such an easy-going young master like you."

Shen Yi smiled at her and didn't say much.

What I say is wrong. Although I have no nostalgia for this guest room, it is better not to cause trouble to my father.

After putting the charcoal, Shen Yi put his hands in his sleeves, left the guest room, went to see his father, said hello to him, and left the palace through the back door.

Originally, Shen Zhang insisted on sending a Jiankang native to take Shen Yi around the city, but Shen Yi refused, so Shen Zhang did not force it.

Shen Yi remembered the way. Not long after leaving the palace, he found the inn where he had stayed. After entering the inn, Shen Yi didn't even look at the shopkeeper. He went straight to the door of Xu Fu's room and knocked on the door.

Knock on the door.

Soon, Shen Yi's somewhat cautious voice came from the room.

"who?"

"I, Shen Yi."

After hearing Shen Yi's voice, the door opened quickly and Xu Fu lowered his head slightly.

"Son."

Shen Yi walked in, sat down on the chair in the room, then reached out and poured himself a cup of tea, and asked: "You have been here alone these past few days, nothing happened?"

"No."

Xu Fu shook his head and said, "I didn't go out. I asked the waiter from the inn to bring me my meals. It was the shopkeeper who seemed to doubt my identity and asked me twice when the young master would be back."

Xu Fu did not have a household registration. Although he had the status of a book boy, but the real owner Shen Yi was not here, Xu Fu, a book boy, naturally seemed a little strange.

Shen Yi nodded slightly and said: "When opening a store in Jiankang, I guess I have seen too many people from all walks of life. It is not surprising to be careful."

After taking a sip of tea, Shen Yi looked up at Xu Fu and said with a smile: "I haven't been out for a few days, let's go out for a walk?"

Naturally, Xu Fu would not object. He quickly lowered his head and said, "I'll just listen to the master's arrangements."

As a result, Shen Yi stood up, walked out of the inn with Xu Fu, and came to the street of Jiankang City.

Jiankang is also known as Jinling. When the capital of the Chen Kingdom was still the capital of Yan more than 60 years ago, Jiankang was a big city in the south of the Yangtze River. Its prosperity was comparable to that of Yanjing. After the Chen Dynasty court moved to Jiankang, in the past sixty years,

Not only did Jiankang's city wall more than double its height, it also ushered in new prosperity for the city's business, culture, and economy.

It is no exaggeration to say that the current Jiankang City cannot be said to be the most powerful city in the world, but at least it can be said to be the most wealthy city in the world.

The level of prosperity is much better than that of Yandu in Northern Qi.

The most famous place in Jinling City is naturally the Qinhuai River.

The Qinhuai River is not only famous in Jiankang, but also throughout the country and even in Northern Qi. Every man who arrives in Jiankang, whether he is a man or a northerner, will go for a walk along the Qinhuai River to take a look.

Shen Yi is no exception.

He took Xu Fu with him and walked all the way around Jiankang City. At about noon, the two of them arrived at the bank of the Qinhuai River.

Because it was daytime, the Qinhuai River was not busy.

Many painted boats are parked on both sides of the Qinhuai River. Except for some leisurely tourists, there is no beautiful scene everywhere in the legendary Qinhuai River.

Shen Yi put his hands on his back and walked along the Qinhuai River. He looked into the river and saw no obvious red color. He shook his head slightly and said with a smile: "When I was in Jiangdu, I heard that the ten-mile Qinhuai River in Jiankang was used by girls.

The rouge dyed red is called the Rouge River. Now it seems that the rumors are a bit exaggerated."

Xu Fu stood behind Shen Yi and followed Shen Yi's gaze towards the Qinhuai River. He lowered his eyebrows slightly and said softly: "It seems to be much more lively than the Yudai River."

Shen Yi smiled and said nothing.

In another world, there is also Jiankang, Jinling, and the Qinhuai River.

He walked along the Qinhuai River in another world more than once, walked across the bridge on the Qinhuai River more than once, and ate the snacks in the Confucius Temple many times.

Unknowingly, Shen Yi walked to a bridge on the Qinhuai River. He raised his eyes and saw that the entire river seemed to be in sight.

"With that Qinhuai River..."

Shen Yi sighed in his heart: "It seems similar, but it doesn't seem like it."

After thinking for a while, Shen Yi still didn't come out of his trance. It wasn't until he turned around and saw Xu Fu behind him that he woke up as if from a dream.

After coming back to his senses, Shen Yi smiled at Xu Fu and said, "When I was in Jiangdu, I heard everywhere about the scenery of the Qinhuai River. Unfortunately, we came early and couldn't see the painted boats all over the river."

At this moment, Shen Yi thought of a poem that suited the occasion.

"Qinhuai is speechless and talks about the setting sun, and every house is reflected in red makeup by the water."

He looked at the Qinhuai River, then at Xu Fu, and read out the second half of the sentence.

"The spring breeze doesn't know how beautiful the beauty is, but it still sings happily around the painted boat."

There is also a sentence "Who will lament the rise and fall", but Shen Yi did not read it out.

With Da Chen's situation, reading this sentence would be a bit too "heart-breaking". If the emperor heard this and became unhappy, his qualifications for the exam would be wiped out. uu Kanshu www.uukanshu.com That would be really bad

It's an unforeseen disaster.

After reading these two lines of the poem, Shen Yi subconsciously looked around, but at this moment, except Xu Fu, there was no one else around Shen Yi, and no one listened to the poem.

Xu Fu was a little curious and asked: "What are you looking at, Master?"

"Didn't see anything."

Shen Yi smiled and said: "It is rumored that some lucky people, after writing some good sentences, will be listened to by big people, and then they will be appreciated by big people, and they will become famous."

Having said this, Shen Yi shrugged his shoulders and laughed at himself: "Obviously, I don't have this destiny."

"Although I haven't read many books."

Xu Fu lowered his head slightly and said, "But you can tell that the two poems you wrote are very good."

He looked at Shen Yi.

"There are only two days left for the Shangyuan Festival. Every year during the Shangyuan Festival in Jiangdu, we hold a poetry gathering at Yudai Lake. There should be poetry gatherings in places like the capital. In two days, the young master will come to the Qinhuai River.

Maybe his name will be spread throughout the capital immediately."

Shen Yi shook his head slightly.

"The scientific examination is the right path. If you are obsessed with poetry, it will only distract from the enterprising spirit in the examination room. What is the use of being famous? You may end up living in a brothel in the future and have no chance to be associated with officialdom for the rest of your life."

"It only increases worries."

Xu Fu didn't understand everything Shen Yi said, but he still nodded thoughtfully.

"Young master, everything will go well in the examination."

------Digression-----

Sorry, I had something to do today. I just came back. The third chapter may be a little late, but there will be more updates. It is expected that there will be two chapters before 12 o'clock and the third chapter at 1 o'clock.

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