Please collect it, ask for red tickets, and ask for friends!——
"No wonder the old guy likes playing chess so much!" Xue Poye muttered.
However, he knew in his heart that in politics, factional disputes in the officialdom were very common. Yesterday, there was a powerful minister with one person above ten thousand people, and he might be in danger of annihilating the nine tribes the next day.
Lao Tan's attempt to bring down Wang Shizhen was nothing more than the most common partisan dispute, and it had little to do with him, so he didn't need to think too much about it.
I'm just a little confused. As the censor of Zuodu of the Kyoto Procuratorate, Lao Tangui worked so hard and laboriously to bring down Wang Shizhen. Could it be that Wang Shizhen had a personal grudge against him?
The more I thought about it, the more complicated it became, so I simply stopped thinking about it and started practicing archery again.
It wasn't until dusk that Xue Poye returned to the store sweating profusely, washed himself, took Yuezhu's statistics table and looked at it. All income and expenses were very detailed, and the daily income was about one hundred taels.
, excluding trivial expenses, on average, I can have more than seventy taels of silver per day.
Xue Poye breathed a sigh of relief. Although he could not get rich at present, it was more than enough to ensure that Lan Yuexuan and the others would have enough food and clothing.
The little fairy was playing with several children in the backyard. Looking at her petite body, Xue Poye couldn't help but think of the absurdity of that night, and felt ashamed.
The spring breeze last night was so intoxicating, who knew fate was destined long ago?
The sky was getting dark, and Xue Poye was idle in the office. He took a pen and paper in his hand and scratched on it. He was extremely bored.
These days, I have been either riding horses and practicing archery with Ulachi every day, or drinking and singing. Now that I am suddenly alone, I am really not used to it.
Although paper was available in this era due to papermaking technology, the paper was still very rough. After a few scratches, it became pitch black.
The writing brush is the mainstream of this era. Xue Poye's writing skills are extremely poor. In later generations, computers are everywhere, and most of them are typing on the keyboard to code. Even if you don't use a computer, there are so many pens, pencils, ballpoint pens, and crayons.
The writing brush is not universal except for those who are arty and interested in learning.
Fortunately, his father was a teacher and knew some calligraphy. Xue Poye didn't learn much, but he could write a few words eloquently. For Xue Poye, the calligraphy of Su, Huang, Mi, and Cai was like an alien thing.
, but I also have some doubts in my heart. In calligraphy, the four schools of calligraphy, Su, Huang, Mi, and Cai, are highly respected, but they are all from the Song Dynasty. Now that the Song Dynasty has been wiped out from history, who is the most respected calligrapher?
During my free time, a thought suddenly passed through my mind. A bad smile appeared on my face. I took another stack of paper and solemnly wrote three big characters on a piece of paper.
"Jin Ping Mei!"
Xue Poye looked at these three words, and a strange feeling surged through his body. These three words had such a magical power that made people imagine themselves in wild imaginations.
This book was Xue Poye's favorite in his previous life. He had read it no less than thirty times. He was very familiar with the plot and content in it. Have you ever remembered that when he was young and budding, he also used this book as a tool to do some work?
What should be done. He took another piece of paper and slowly wrote: "The first time, Ximen Qingre married ten brothers, Wu Erlang met his brother and sister-in-law coldly", and wrote again: "After the luxury is gone, the traveler Jue, Xiao
The zither has no sound and the singing voice dies. The majestic sword has no power and its luster sinks. The precious harp is scattered and the stars are extinguished. The jade steps are lonely and fall with autumn dew. The moon shines on the singing and dancing place at that time. The singing and dancing people did not return, and they have turned into the ashes of today's Xiling!"
This was the opening line of Jin Ping Mei, and Xue Poye kept it in mind. Although he remembered the following story clearly, he couldn't copy it down exactly according to the original text. He didn't have the memory to copy it even if he wanted to.
At least I will use my own writing style to slowly write down this story to entertain myself.
After writing the opening chapter, which was only about 2,000 words, I heard Lao Song knocking on the door outside and saying: "Shopkeeper, someone has sent a letter!"
Xue Poye was very strange. He put away the paper, stood up and opened the door. He saw Lao Song holding a letter outside. Xue Poye took the letter and asked, "Who sent it?"
Old Song was also confused and said: "The man was in his thirties and still had a knife. He handed the letter to me and asked me to pass it on to you. He left without saying much!"
Xue Poye nodded, motioned for him to go down, closed the door and returned to his seat. He looked at the envelope and saw that it said "In person, Brother Xue Shi". The handwriting was beautiful, and one could tell that it was written by a woman.
Xue Poye laughed, knowing that it was Xiao Suzhen who wrote it. She is the only one who calls Brother Xue Shi this way.
Opening the envelope and taking out the letter, a scent of ink wafted up. Xue Poye looked at it carefully, but the letter was very brief. He wrote: "Brother, I have personally witnessed this: Tomorrow at noon at West Lake in Hangzhou, we will host a banquet on a boat. Please give me a treat."
Xu! Shimei Suzhen’s pen.”
Xue Poye touched his nose and thought to himself: "Is it because Xiao Nizi wants to recite some wonderful poems for herself, so she invites herself to the banquet?"
Thinking of Xiao Suzhen's charming face and that plump and charming body, Xue Poye suddenly thought that he had not seen her for quite some time.
Xue Poye spent the night happily and leisurely.
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Xue Po went to school at night, took a good bath, and tidied up in front of the bronze mirror. He felt very satisfied, then Shi Shiran left the store on horseback, and Kan Ran went to the appointment.
Just imagine that not long after, Xue Poye and Xiao Suzhen fell in love, went boating on the West Lake, and had a sunny lunch. Xue Poye was very excited.
It’s the time when the spring breeze is triumphant!
Riding on horseback by the West Lake, Xue Poye felt really majestic, and a sense of superiority immediately came over him.
Riding on a high horse, there is a handsome young man. The beauties on the roadside look at him secretly. His face is rosy, the sky is blue and the clouds are clear, and the boat is clear. What daughter is not pregnant with spring?
The talented young man is always jealous, but on the surface he shows disdain.
A talented man pointed out from behind: "Such arrogance, arrogance and arrogance are really not the behavior of gentlemen like us!" But what he showed was envy, and he didn't mean it. He responded to the famous saying "You can't eat grapes and say they are sour".
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Xue Poye raised his eyes to look at the West Lake and saw that the lake was still full of painted boats, carved beams and painted buildings, and the colors were gorgeous.
Although there are many painted boats, there is a huge painted boat lying quietly on the water in the west. It is magnificent and luxurious with gold and jade. None of the surrounding painted boats dare to approach, and there are guards with swords on both ends of the bow guarding it.
Xue Poye frowned, whose party was that so grand?
He searched the lake with his eyes, only to see Xiao Suzhen coming out and waving to him.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the huge golden boat lowering the boat, and a woman rowing the boat towards the shore.
Xue Poye saw the girl wearing a green shirt and clear skirt. She seemed to have seen her figure before, but he couldn't see who it was. When the boat got closer, he suddenly saw clearly that it was Xiao Suzhen's personal maid Hanxiang.
I saw a smiling man rowing over, but before he got close, he already smiled and said sweetly: "Mr. Xue, you are here, our young lady is waiting impatiently!"
Xue Poye felt proud in his heart: "Damn, it turns out she is thinking about me. She seems to be waiting impatiently!" When he saw the boat docking, he smiled slightly and said, "I'm busy with business, so I'm a little late. No wonder!"
Hanxiang covered her mouth and smiled: "You should tell our lady this. I am a little girl, can I blame Mr. Xue?"
Xue Poye laughed, then suddenly frowned and said, "What should I do with my horse?" The golden lion was tall, strong and heavy, and this small boat couldn't hold it.
Hanxiang pointed to the willow tree next to her and said: "Mr. Xue, tie the horse to the tree. No one dares to touch it. There are guards on the boat watching it. It's okay!"
Xue Poye also knew that although there were people coming and going by the West Lake, the atmosphere was very good, and there was quite a style of "not picking up things on the road". The horses were left by the lake, with guards watching over them. It didn't matter, so he tied the horses up.
, boarded the boat, swung the fragrant oar, and the boat broke through the water.
The water surface was clear and the lotus flowers were in full bloom. Xue Poye felt relaxed and happy. Thinking of Ouyang Xiu's masterpiece, he chanted: "The fragrance of lotus flowers disappears and the paintings are floating, making Jun Ning remember Yangzhou again. They exchanged the twenty-four bridge months for ten hectares of autumn in the West Lake."
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Hanxiang said with admiration: "Mr. Xue, your poems are so beautiful. No wonder the lady never forgets them!"
Xue Poye's heart moved and he asked softly: "You lady, have you always thought about me?"
Hanxiang rolled her eyes at him and said, "I will never forget your poem!"
Xue Poye smiled awkwardly.
The boat gradually approached the boat. Xue Poye looked at the boat again at this time, and felt even more powerful. The boat had two floors, with high lanterns and eaves and pavilions. It was indescribably grand.
But I saw two people walking out of it. In front of them was a handsome young man in flowing white clothes. His appearance and temperament were both first-rate. He had sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and fair complexion. Behind him was a stunning beauty. The two looked very intimate.
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Xue Poye felt sour and frightened.
The stunning beauty was of course Xiao Suzhen. Xue Poye felt very depressed when he saw her being very close to the young master, but when he saw the young master's appearance, he was so shocked that he almost shouted out.
This young master turned out to be the young master in the sedan chair I met that night when I returned from the Lu Mansion!dd