A group of people gathered around Mr. Yu on the middle table like a star holding the moon. They drank wine and sang praises from time to time. In the hall, sheng and bamboo instruments were played in unison, and twelve girls danced gracefully, which made people feel relaxed and happy.
Mr. Yu was sitting in the middle, with a smile on his face like a crown jade.
Twenty thousand taels of silver were delivered with an order. This was not only a question of money, but also a question of one's own influence in the family.
However, when he saw a person walking through, he couldn't help but frown. He whispered something into Mr. Yu's ear. Mr. Yu sat up straight and said with a smile: "Please be patient, I have something to deal with."
"Master, please help yourself!" Several people said with flattering smiles. After hearing this, Mr. Yu went out without saying much, and the two soldiers immediately followed him.
The eight lamps at the door were bright, shining in front of the steps. As soon as Mr. Kou returned, he knelt in front of the steps, while Mr. Yu stood at the high step, only glanced coldly, and listened to the soldier reporting everything one by one, sternly.
With a calm expression on his face, a soldier finished his words and said: "Sir, that's it!"
After hearing this, Mr. Yu sneered and said, "Damn it, I dared to make my own decisions without even opening my mouth. I just made my own decisions and came back with nothing! He has ruined the face of our Yu family."
Having said this, he took out a whip with a sneer and threw it to a soldier. The soldier had a three-inch long knife mark on his face, which shone red under the light. He silently took the whip and looked at Mr. Yu for instructions.
"But this bastard still knows how to come back to plead guilty, which means he understands the way of master and servant. This is the only one. He can be forgiven. You give him thirty lashes to show the family law!" After saying this, Mr. Yu waved his hand.
The soldier responded immediately, understood the appropriateness, and knew that the young master was just "punishment" and did not want to be maimed or killed, so he went out immediately. After a while, the sound of whipping could be heard, but Mr. Kou was also tough and silent.
Listening to this, Mr. Yu flashed an imperceptible smile, looked around and said: "Go back and reward me with some medicine for the wound, and another twenty taels of silver."
After saying that, his eyes narrowed and he looked into the distance: "Shu Zian dares to bully me?"
Even if the servant made his own decision, being humiliated like this still made him feel angry. However, he was a very serious person, so he just said this and turned around to go in.
When I entered the hall, I felt like I was bathing in the spring breeze, and I couldn't see anything strange.
Among the people who came to eat, there were more scholars than usual, and some were wearing scholar swords. They were all high-spirited, and their demeanor did not look like locals. They looked at the poems on the third floor, some with approval, some with disdain.
Various shapes and forms.
"Brother, the storm is getting worse, why don't you come in and sit down, talk about your years and exchange articles!" A scholar greeted loudly.
Ye Qing smiled and waved his hand, saying: "Brother, recruiting me is a good thing, but the students have something to do today, so please let me know."
Ye Qing said, holding an umbrella, and walked towards the boss. A gust of wind and rain wet half of his clothes. In the restaurant, several scholars looked at each other, and someone sneered: "Pretending to be noble, we are all children."
You are a scholar, but you can't refuse."
"What Xiongtai said is true. If you don't have enough talent, it's not easy to become famous if you have to rely on outsiders..."
These words were deliberately said loudly, and the sound was carried over, but they brought out the literary side to the fullest. Despite the wind and rain, Ye Qing listened from a distance and was speechless for a moment.
It seems that even if they practice the Three Classics and Five Classics, there is probably not much difference between the Taoist literati and the Confucian literati at this stage. This is called disposition.
He was either overtly or covertly belittling, and despite the wind and rain, Ye Qing had no choice but to pretend that he couldn't hear it. When he got to the door, he put down his umbrella. Seeing the boss's surprised expression, he smiled: "Boss, there is a caravan going to Meixi tomorrow.
No, I want to go together, and I want to contact the next person - He Mao."
Early next morning
The streets were slippery, and half an hour later a caravan arrived at the entrance of Meixi River to the lake.
There are simple and elegant pavilions built on the lakeside, connected by covered verandas. Local people often come here to enjoy the autumn, so they built it. At this time, many people were taking shelter from the rain.
When Ye Qing passed by a pavilion, he glanced at the pavilion and shouted: "Stop!"
The caravan slowly stopped, and he saw He Mao approaching. Ye Qing threw a fifty-tael silver ingot to the caravan, and then left the caravan with Qianqian.
"I've met Ye Xiandi!"
"I've met Brother He!" Both of them were greeting each other. At this time, dark clouds were closing in and heavy raindrops were beating down. Ye Qing smiled and said, "It's been a long time. Coming to Meixi this time is really troublesome."
"Brother Ye Xian is really hoping to come to Meixi. The rain is really heavy. Please rest for a while before going. Fortunately, we have prepared some food and wine, but there is no need to wait!"
When looking at the dishes on the table, there were stewed duck, fried shredded pork, ham, chicken feet... and some snacks. He Mao ordered the dishes with his chopsticks and smiled: "Please use!
Ye Qing agreed and sat down to eat. Although he loved Qianqian very much, he had to let her stand while they drank wine together.
After a while, both of them could not help but nod and smile. Ye Qing said: "Taiping Lake is eight hundred miles away, but in terms of scenery, this Meixi River is unique. Brother He lives here, it is a good place."
There are several large rivers in Taiping Lake within 800 miles, and there are also a network of streams that merge into it. Among the largest streams, there is Meixi. The entrance of Meixi into the lake has six turns because it leaves the mountain gorge, so it is called Liuxi.
Plum mouth.
Liumeikou is a very quiet place with mountains and rivers. Most of the residents are local fishermen and officials. The houses are antique and have a waterside atmosphere that has been passed down for thousands of years. The atmosphere is quite different from the prosperity of Taiping Town.
"Since I like it, dear brother, why not stay a little longer!" He Mao said with a smile.
"I want to stay a little longer, but there is one more thing, please, Brother He." At that moment, Ye Qing suppressed his smile and told everything about last night.
He Mao listened quietly and did not change his expression. He just muttered: "That person is nothing to worry about. He is obviously a servant of the Yu Mansion. However, you have ruined the Yu Mansion's face this time. I'm afraid it will be a bit troublesome."
"The rest of the Yu Mansion is nothing more than an ancestor named Yu Wenxian, who followed Taizu to conquer the world. He was an upright and honest man, diligent in civil affairs, and accumulated official posts to the governor of Yingzhou, Marquis Jingwen!"
"When there was a disaster in the state, this man made a memorial to impeach corruption. He opened a large warehouse to provide relief to the hungry people. The people built a shrine for him and worshiped him."
"However, this title is not hereditary. His son Yu Siqing was granted the title of Yin and was appointed as the magistrate."
"Yu Wenxian has a title, an official position, a popular reputation, and a lot of people's enlightenment. His ancestral tomb is located in Huangding Mountain. The tomb is half-moon shaped and divided into five floors from top to bottom. There are stone statues and stone inscriptions and memorial tablets inside. The Feng Shui is also excellent, so
After death, he will be ranked among the gods and his luck will be prosperous. All the seven sons of the Yu family can be called talents."
"Up to now, although I have not been a nobleman for a long time, I am still tired of officials, and I can still be called a county commander."
He Mao didn't say much, but he had the finishing touch. He made the origin and background of the Yu Mansion clear. Ye Qing felt bright in his heart. He was about to say something when he saw He Mao say lightly: "But don't worry, dear brother."
, Although the Yu family is powerful, they can't control this place. I can guarantee that as long as my good brother is in Meixi, no one will dare to touch you."
"However, my dear brother is a child now, so his position is a bit thin. If he can win the title of Scholar, he can protect his life. If he can win the title of Juren, even the Yu family will have to avoid three points - this is the rule of heaven.
, the rules of the world cannot be broken at will."
"No matter what his intentions are, what he says is less poetry and more articles, but it's still the opposite."
When you reach the point of being a scholar, you are truly a member of the "gentry", and it is not that easy to move.
Ye Qing thought for a moment and said: "How dare you forget Brother He's words for a moment? I came here to play this time to relax my mind. However, the talents needed to be a scholar are very generous. Although I want to, I am afraid that I will not be satisfied."
"Yes, the essay list is as deep as the sea." After hearing this, He Mao also had a lot of emotions: "It's just that it's difficult. I dare not say it easily. I'm really being hypocritical."
"But with my brother's literary talent, as long as he works hard, I'm afraid he will be a scholar in less than ten years."
Ye Qing wanted to laugh after hearing this, but he didn't.
The rules of this world, or what people in this world understand, is that even with Ye Qing's literary talents, as long as he does not dare to risk the disapproval of the world and throw out some Taoist articles that are not born in the world, no matter how good his literary talent is,
It still needs luck to adjust.
With the foundation of the Ye clan, the reason why Ye Qing was selected as a scholar within ten years was because he was young and became well-known throughout the county.
Now he is well-known throughout the county, and in ten years he will be well-known throughout the county and even across the state. Although fame does not equal luck, it can add up bit by bit, and it will be a lot when the time comes.
But how could I wait like this?
This Dragon King's Banquet is a must for me.
Of course, I couldn't say more. I just continued to drink and eat. After an hour, when the rain had dispersed, Ye Qing said seriously: "As for me, I'll ask Brother He to take care of me in Meixi."
"Little things!"
A group of oxcarts headed towards Meixi Town. Ye Qing found a hotel in the town and arranged to stay there. He said goodbye to He Mao and went to the house. He put a letter of silver on the table, which was all ninety-eight dollars.
The tattooed silver ingot also brought the silver frost: "Qianqian, this silver is for your expenses these days. Don't go out casually. If you have anything to do, please contact He Mansion directly. I'm afraid I'll be there for a few days, so you must be careful."
Qianqian smiled at this time: "Don't worry, Young Master. I understand that Young Master is a person who does big things, but you have to be careful on the road."
Ye Qing didn't say much after hearing this. He held two ingots and ten taels of silver in his arms. After thinking about it, he took another handful of money and went out.
The rain fell continuously, splashing ripples on the lake surface, causing water mist to fill the sky, and water-based spiritual energy filled everywhere.
The stream and lake are vastly white, and the mountains far and near are completely hidden.
Ye Qing walked casually along the shore, but he had some doubts in his heart. Although Meixi was not big, it still had more than ten miles of lake shore. Where could he find a boat?
At this moment, white mist surged in front, and there was a faint sound of rowing, and someone asked: "Do you want to get on the boat?"
After Ye Qing heard this, he was startled at first, touched the invitation, then smiled slightly, put away the oil paper umbrella: "I want to go."
I knew in my heart that I was wrong. This invitation was clearly a magic weapon. When it came to the shore of the lake, someone would respond.