The pillar of Jinhua Tower, the singing fairy Bai Yuzhi, who ranked second among the Little Four Wonders, was redeemed! When the news spread, it immediately set off a big wave of exaggeration in the Chang'an market. Especially those who claim to be rich in economics, but have always been
Among the unknown scholars, this was extremely disappointing. I thought that I had been studying hard for so many years, but I had not been treated well by high-ranking officials in the court, nor had I won the wise eyes of my confidante! The man named Wang was just a run-down man.
My dear, if you have talent but not talent, if you need fame but not fame, how can you win a beautiful woman?
"I'm afraid this is inconsistent with etiquette!" After being disappointed, someone immediately found a flaw in this matter. Based on the attitude that our family will not let you have a comfortable life, they held a pot of turbid wine in the restaurant and were filled with righteous indignation.
"The man surnamed Wang was a nobleman, but he married a singer as his concubine. According to the laws of the Tang Dynasty, those who marry prostitutes as concubines will have a staff..."
"Okay, Lao Lu, do you think the young marquis named Wang is a fool!" The companion at the same table, who was drinking half a plate of salted soybeans with wine, shook his head and curled his lips, "I have already made it.
Get ready. I heard..." Covering his hands with his mouth, this person pretended to be mysterious, "On the day that Wang ran away from Bai Xingshou, he returned the deed of betrayal to her. He also asked the Wannian County Yamen to smooth things over.
Thanks to the connections, she was given a separate household in Chang'an City. At the moment, they are hiring women from good families, not some gorgeous singers!"
"Then, wouldn't that cost a lot of money!" Lao Lu, who had looked aggrieved just now, immediately put down his wine glass and asked with wide eyes. "Old Ren, where did you hear this? If Bai Xingshou suddenly changes his mind,
Isn’t it true that he has lost both his life and money?”
"Of course it won't be too little!" Lao Ren, who revealed the news, divided more than half of the soybeans on the plate towards himself and continued proudly, "My fifth uncle and third uncle are errands in Wannian County. According to him,
Just to redeem Bai Xingshou, the man named Wang paid this price..."
"Fifty points! Hey, he is really willing to spend money!" Staring at the five fingers raised opposite him, Lao Lu took a breath of air, not even noticing that his companion had taken advantage of twenty more pickled soybeans.
"Fifty, do you think that the person who leads the line is Xiao Hong who is diagonally across the door?" The drunkard Lao Ren had a look of disdain on his face, as if he was looking at an idiot, "Five thousand! This doesn't include the money for makeup and clothes.
Coupled with the red envelopes stuffed into the yamen, it is worth more than ten thousand yuan!"
"This prodigal!" Lao Lu slapped the table again, making several empty plates jump up and down.
"Either you say you can't be rich for more than three generations, so let's do this..." While Lao Lu was immersed in anger, his companion Lao Ren who revealed the news quickly picked up the soybeans on the plate and put it into his mouth.
Several drinkers at the table next to him obviously heard it, and with a bit of drunkenness, they all condemned the prodigal Wang Xun, "Hey! Our ancestors gathered together on the tattered road, and their descendants were defeated by the golden sand and gravel. If the superiors don't wake up, I will be afraid."
Tang I’m afraid…”
Just as I was worried about the country and the people, an angry shout suddenly came from near the window, "Bah! You sour guys deserve to be in trouble for the rest of your life. It's other people's business to marry their own wives and spend their own money. How about you?
What's the point of being a bitch? Why don't you go to the yamen gate to plead for the people if you hide in the corner and chew your tongue?"
"You..." Several scholars wearing cloth hats immediately stood up and glared at the strong man who spoke. Look at the man's body, which was no less than nine feet tall. Next to him, he was wearing a palace guard uniform.
Companion, the anger immediately disappeared.
"What, Lei Mou said wrongly that you are waiting? I have read a lot of books in vain. I don't want to think about how to do my best for the country, but I always look at other people's crotches and make fuss. I have the nerve to say that I am a disciple of a saint! If I were you waiting, I would pee early.
You drowned yourself in your urine!" The more he looked at the scholars, the more displeased they became, and the strong man continued to curse.
There is a saying that when a scholar meets a soldier, there is no reason to explain it. What's more, there is a royal guard from the prince's palace sitting next to the strong man? The scholars did not want to care about such "vulgar things", shook their heads, called the waiter, and
The uneaten leftovers were packed up, and one after another they paid and left.
Watching the boring pickles go away, Lei Wanchun tapped the table with his fingers and complained to Ma Fang, who was drinking with him, "This kid Mingyun is getting more and more shameless. He married Bai Xingshou and passed away.
, and you don’t even want to treat everyone to a drink! Are you afraid that I won’t be able to pay for the gift?”
"Ming Yun is probably scratching his head at home right now!" Ma Fang smiled and secretly explained to Lei Wanchun, "Master, please don't blame him. As far as I know, he is at home and has never been able to make decisions on his own! Bai Xing
Even though Bai Xingshou is a powerful figure in the country, she still has the title of a singer. And in Chongrenfang, the people living there are all the founders and nobles. Even if he first finds a way to set up a separate household for Bai Xingshou, the status gap is still there.
Kan'er, I'm afraid it's not easy to deal with it!"
"What? That mother-in-law..." Lei Wanchun lightly knocked on the table again, his face full of anger. Then he thought of Aunt Yun's kindness to his good friend Zhang Xun, and his tone quickly softened, "Aunt Yun, I
I’ve seen her before, and she’s not an unreasonable elder. Since she regards Ming Yun as her own…”
"The more you treat yourself as your own child, the more strict the control will be!" After experiencing the experience of the White Horse Castle and the Prince's Mansion, Xiao Ma Fang has not only grown a lot taller, but also has a much more mature mind. "Ming Yun will not leave in the future.
If you want to pursue an official career, reputation is very important. Now that he has not married a wife, he has taken a concubine first. Although he has found a way to avoid the trouble of the government, who from a well-matched family is willing to marry his daughter to him? There are other people above him.
There are no strong elders. Without the relationship of marriage, there is virtually no strong support. For now, I can just be a small captain. If I go further, I will be eaten by the Yushitai gang and have nothing to do.
After the guy is targeted, I’m afraid he will hold on to him to death!”
"Those guys are really lenient in their management!" Lei Wanchun continued to complain angrily, but he knew that what Ma Fang said was the truth. There were only so many official positions in the Tang Dynasty, and most of them were occupied by noble families and relatives of the emperor.
A quarter of it, and the remaining quarter, are reserved for scholars who have passed the imperial examinations, celebrities recommended by local governments, and sages who took the shortcut to Zhongnan. Obviously, there are more monks and less rice! So the higher you go up in the officialdom
, the strife becomes more intense. Any stain on your reputation and resume, even if it is very inconspicuous, can make a big deal after being caught by a competitor. Of course, if there are powerful officials like Li Linfu and Yang Guozhong behind it, it is another matter.
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"More than just being lenient!" Ma Fang was dissatisfied when he mentioned the Yushitai. "Those guys make a living by finding fault with others. Even the Prince's Mansion used a few more carts of bamboo charcoal last winter, and they were able to avoid extravagance.
Here comes the article about abstaining from lewdness!"
Lei Wanchun curled his lips when he heard this. "These guys! If His Highness the Crown Prince is fond of luxury, where will the two prime ministers go?!"
In view of the fact that the princes of previous generations rarely died happily, the current prince Li Heng has always been low-key. He usually lives in seclusion. On non-important occasions, he only rides two red lacquered cars on the streets with five or six followers. Compared with the frequent shouting and crowding in Li
His Majesty the Emperor of Shanxi Hot Spring, and Li Linfu and Yang Guozhong, who were driving the way in and out of the silver convoy, can simply be described as shabby. But the censors did not dare to cause trouble for Li Linfu, Yang Guozhong and others, and instead grabbed the Prince's Mansion.
Making a fuss over the trivial matter of using a few extra carts of bamboo charcoal for heating, this kind of bullying behavior cannot help but make people feel despicable. Ma Fang shook his head and whispered: "In this day and age, how can anyone be willing to be Wei Zheng's second best?
Their calculations were very detailed! If they impeached Prime Minister Li and Yang Jiedu, they would probably have to pack up and go home the next day. Only the prince, although he is called the crown prince, does not have any real power. Even if the prince ascends the throne a hundred years later, your majesty
, I’m afraid I’m too embarrassed to go over the old accounts of Yushitai!”
Lei Wanchun was never familiar with these tricks in the officialdom. He sounded very tired. He yawned and said with a smile: "Forget it, I can't be a high-ranking official in my life anyway. I don't want to be angry with these guys."
.Let’s get down to business. You came to see me today. Are you stuck in the entry process of the sword technique again?”
"Master is absolutely right!" Ma Fang stood up and responded respectfully.
"Sit down and don't just bow. I'm not a tablet?!" Lei Wanchun used to be a free-spirited hero. He never cared much about secular etiquette. He hated Ma Fang's behavior in front of him. "The trick you learned.
The original creator of swordsmanship is an astonishing figure. If you can't learn from his personality and mind, even if you try to get in, it will be difficult for you to get in!"
"Yes! Disciple, try your best to change!" Although Ma Fang rarely got beaten after becoming a guard of the East Palace, his father's shadow is still imprinted on him. Even if he deliberately resists, he can't change it for a while.
"Forget it, I won't argue with you." Lei Wanchun had no choice but to give up with a smile, "After all, where are you stuck? Is it because your kid has been greedy for more and faster lately, thinking about running before he learns to walk!
"
"Disciples practice diligently every day!" After hearing this, Ma Fang was very anxious and immediately blushed to defend himself, "I have practiced the first half of this set of sword manuals over and over again for several months, and every move is different.
I can memorize the key points. After you practice it, you can also feel the truth. It's nothing more than "if you have a weak hand, you can predict the enemy first". But starting from the twenty-fifth move, it is unusually jerky, as if it is not a person.
It was created by man, no matter how hard you practice, you can’t find the feeling!”
"Twenty-fifth move?" Lei Wanchun grabbed the chopsticks and gestured in mid-air. After a while, he smiled and said very bitterly: "I'm afraid I can't help you with this knife technique.
, records the lifelong achievements of a famous general in the previous dynasty. But the first half is what this person learned from a hermit when he was young, with a bit of ease and comfort. The second half is after this person experienced the hatred of a country that was ruined and his family was destroyed.
, I have realized that the intention of the sword is full of grief, anger and disappointment, and every time it strikes, I want to break the opponent into several pieces. It is strange that you are so young and have little experience, and you can realize the three flavors!"
"Ah!" Ma Fangdeng's face was full of disappointment, "Well, then I will never learn!"
"The first half is enough for you to survive in the army. Don't bite off more than you can chew." Lei Wanchun tapped the opponent's finger and explained with a smile, "The second half depends on the opportunity. It's better to memorize it first.
I will understand it slowly in the future.”
"Oh!" Ma Fang sighed, finally unable to reconcile. With the sword skills taught by Lei Wanchun, he is now very comfortable among the six soldiers in the East Palace. Many guards who are older than him and have deeper backgrounds follow him.
After the competition, everyone was deeply impressed by him. But for the top masters around the prince, Ma Fang could only look up to him. If he wanted to compete with his peers, his martial arts skills must be improved to a higher level in a short period of time.
No.
"Swordsmanship, like craftsmanship, is about learning as you grow old!" Lei Wanchun guessed his apprentice's thoughts and shook his head with a smile, "No one is invincible right after he debuts. He needs to be able to master the skills in actual combat.
Even if the things in the sword manual become your own, you can reach the state of great success. Even the original creator of sword techniques is said to be ordinary when he was your age. But later he conquered the east and west and beheaded countless generals.
Your sword skills will gradually reach perfection!"
"There are countless generals killed. Is it Hou Junji?" After all, Ma Fang was young. He quickly got out of his depression and turned to care about the origin of his sword skills.
"Hou Junji is a famous general of the generation, but compared with this man, he is still inferior!" Lei Wanchun shook his head in denial.
"It's Wang Junkuo!" Ma Fang's eyes suddenly lit up and he shouted loudly.
"When this man traverses the Central Plains, I'm afraid Wang Junkuo can only serve as a pawn for him!" After glancing at Ma Fang, Lei Wanchun continued to shake his head.
"Then, then..." Ma Fang searched his mind and found that among the founding fathers he was familiar with, he could not find such a number one swordsman.
"Don't think about it, it's not in the book!" Lei Wanchun smiled and added in a low voice. "Your grandfather may know, but he won't tell you. This person, just like Li Xiaogong and Xu Shiji, is a very important person in this dynasty.
I wish I could take away all his achievements and put them on others!"
"Li Xiaogong, didn't you say that he was Prince Taiping?" Ma Fang's eyes widened with disbelief on his face. Because Xu Shiji was implicated by his grandson Xu Jingye, Wu Zetian exhumed his bones and threw his body. Most of his military exploits during his lifetime were
They were all forcibly transferred to famous generals of the same generation by flattering literati. However, Ma Fang did not know much about Li Xiaogong's deeds. He only knew that he was the nephew of the great ancestor and had led the army for a few days.
"This dynasty?" Without Zhang Xun, his critical friend, Lei Wanchun spoke more and more unscrupulously, "Taizong personally interfered in the revision of history. He wiped out all the military achievements of Prince Yin and King Qi. If Li Xiaogong is Prince Taiping
, then everyone else in Lingyan Pavilion is all bullshit. The commander of the first army is indecisive, cowardly and incompetent, and everything is arranged by Li Jing, the long history officer. Do you believe it?"
This sentence indeed hits the soft spot of many mainstream statements. Li Jing was highly praised by later generations, but most of his contributions in the founding war were held in the position of Marching Commander. And his immediate boss happened to be
It was Li Xiaogong. Thinking of this, Ma Fang burst into laughter, "That's too much. How could they do this? Isn't the owner of that sword book a hero as famous as Li Xiaogong?"
"At least not worse than Li Xiaogong!" Lei Wanchun picked up the wine cup and took a sip. Just as he was about to explain the origin of the knife manual, he accidentally saw a person walking in at the door of the tavern, and his eyes were immediately attracted.
In the past, it was straight and couldn't move an inch for a long time.
Note 1: Zhongnan Shortcut. The kings of the Tang Dynasty liked to find hermits to serve as officials. So many people went to Zhongnan Mountain to live in seclusion so that they could be easily found. Over time, Zhongnan Shortcut became an idiom.
