Su Ziji walked a few steps and heard several people talking not far away, chatting about romantic affairs. The one they talked about the most was "the Qin family".
"Master Qin?" The few people who were talking excitedly suddenly heard a surprised sound from someone nearby, but they didn't pay attention.
"I wonder which one of the Qin family you are talking about?" the man asked again.
Who is so ignorant? Several of them were a little impatient, and one of them turned around, intending to perfunctory, but when he turned around, he saw a handsome young man looking at him with a smile.
, the expression on the boy's face paused and turned to surprise.
Literary people tend to have good looks, and it is true that they like beautiful women. People of the same sex will look down on them if they are very charming and handsome.
There were even cases in the past where some people insisted on marrying a girl just because of her looks. This happened to a high-ranking official.
Juzi who turned around and looked over was no exception, and his tone was gentle: "Brother, you are a bit unfamiliar. Are you a new Juren who came to the capital to prepare for the exam next year?"
The man in front of me looks really young, less than 20 years old. He is wearing the attire of a Juren. This should mean that he has already gained the title of Juren. The capital has never heard of such a young and charming Juren, but he has just arrived in the capital. It is not surprising.
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Su Ziji smiled and said: "Exactly, so I don't know much about things in the capital. I just heard you mentioned the Qin family and I was a little curious. Are you sorry to bother me?"
"How could it be?" He felt good about this move and hurriedly said, "It's fate to come to the cultural gathering. Why don't you bother me?"
"Besides, I'm just talking casually. As for the Qin family...she is a famous prostitute in Wanhualou in the capital. If you want to see her, you need at least ten taels of silver. To listen to her music, it costs thirty taels. I think
If you want to be her guest, you have to see if she can catch her eye. Not a prince or a prince or a great lyricist, I am afraid that few can do it. However, her talent is indeed extraordinary. With just one hand on the piano, she is the best in the capital.
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Su Ziji was not interested in this matter. He only used this topic to get acquainted with people.
He nodded, showing surprise as expected: "It seems that the Qin family is really something."
"Yeah, so it's a pity that we couldn't invite her to the literary meeting today. I thought she could come." Juzi shook his head and sighed.
After saying that, he turned to Su Ziji and said, "Brother, I haven't asked you what I call you yet?"
"No need for your surname to be Su." Su Ziji replied.
"Brother Su Xian, my surname is Chen. I am a few years older than you. If you don't mind, you can call me Brother Chen." Chen Juren said.
Su Ziji handed over his hand: "Brother Chen."
Chen Juren extended his warm invitation: "I'm about to go to the second floor. Why don't you go with Su Xiandi? Those people upstairs are probably talking about recent events. I think Su Xiandi has a good temper and we might be able to talk."
Su Ziji didn't want to go. Although most of the Qianqi Lake Cultural Conference was attended by Juzi who had just arrived in the capital, it would be a bit embarrassing if he met someone he knew.
But when he heard that the people above were discussing recent events, Su Ziji changed his mind: "Then it is better to obey orders than to be respectful."
When Bo Yan wanted to follow, Su Zijichao shook his head slightly. Bo Yan could only wait downstairs, his ears moving, listening to the noise, so that he could adapt to changes.
Su Ziji followed Chen Juren up the stairs and saw six private rooms on the second floor. The tung oil floors were cleaned and separated by screens. He vaguely saw a large file, complete with pen, ink, paper and inkstones. Chen Juren had already opened the door and entered.
, smiled: "You guys really had a lively discussion!"
At several tables inside, there were more than a dozen officials sitting together. When they approached, they were discussing "Acting for the King".
I heard someone stand up and say loudly: "Although King Dai is a bit fierce in his actions, it also depends on who he is targeting and for what purpose. King Dai deals with all kinds of obscene temples. The obscene temples have been in the capital for a long time and have a lot of believers.
How can we eradicate cancer without resorting to thunder?"
With this clear and clear voice, Su Ziji never expected that as soon as he came up, a Juren would speak to him. He immediately looked up and saw that it was an unremarkable Juren. His clothes were not old, but he was neat and tidy.
After hesitating, I heard someone speaking from the opposite side.
This man is a young man in his twenties, handsome and generous, shaking a plain paper fan, saying calmly: "Brother Liu Xian is right. Since ancient times, punishments can be light or heavy, and they can only be based on current events."
"The Temple of Obscenity has been entrenched in the capital for a long time and has caused serious disasters. How can it be cured safely without the need for heavy rituals? The so-called correction must be done first. Even if there are advantages and disadvantages, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages."
"Otherwise, heavy rituals are used in troubled times, but there are no swords and weapons in the temple of obscenity, so we can try to do it slowly. Now that it is so brutal, killing people and ransacking homes at every turn, I'm afraid it will damage the peace and harmony of the prosperous age."
Several of them were ministers, and their speeches were praising and criticizing. Su Ziji listened to these and asked: "Who is the acting king you are talking about?"
Everyone was suddenly surprised, and Chen Juren hurriedly explained: "Brother Su Xian has just arrived in the capital not long ago."
Oh, that's it.
Only then did everyone realize that people outside the capital might indeed be unaware of what was happening in the capital and what the public opinion was.
Everyone understood, and Liu Juren smiled and said: "I am also new here. I have only been in the capital for less than half a month. I came to the capital in advance to prepare for the examination. I believe it is your first time to participate in the cultural conference, brother? I am new to the capital. If you participate,
Wenhui will definitely know the name of the king, he is a chivalrous prince."
"There is nothing wrong with being chivalrous, but the prince is a royal nobleman, the son of a dragon, and he wants more than just chivalry."
Several officials started arguing again. Bo Yan downstairs was far away, so he could hear the conversation upstairs even with his ear skills. Although the scholars were arguing, most of them praised the king, and he couldn't help but feel proud.
"The king is so famous now!" he thought to himself.
Su Ziji listened to their quarrel and pondered secretly. It seems that Literary Mind and Diaolong are indeed very effective, and his reputation has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
Of course, it is understandable that some people are dissatisfied.
Just as I was thinking about it, a voice sounded: "Brother Su Xian?"
Looking along the sound, I saw a young man coming over, looking at me with a smile.
Su Ziji looked at this person and felt that he looked familiar. The young man said, "Don't you remember me? I am Cao Yiyan."
Cao Yiyan? Su Ziji was quite surprised. Although the appearance of the young man had not changed much, his face and temperament had changed quite a lot. If he hadn't mentioned it proactively, Su Ziji might not have been able to remember it.
Cao Yiyan didn't seem to know that he had become the acting king. He came over and asked, "Brother Su looks radiant, but is he rich?"
This was a joke, so Su Ziji casually said: "You too, have you become rich?"
Their eyes met, and for a moment they both laughed.
Not far away stood Cao Yiyan's staff, looking at Su Ziji from a dozen steps away and frowning.
Cao Yiyan seemed to have just met by chance. He said a few words to Su Ziji, then walked aside to talk to others. The staff took the opportunity to come over and whisper a few words. Cao Yiyan also frowned slightly, and then relaxed: "Why are you so troublesome? Let's go.
Bar."
When Master Cao Yiyan went downstairs, a Taoist from far away came back and happened to see it, and he frowned immediately.
"Son."
But now that I was not thinking about it, I took a deep look at the two people who had walked away. The wild Taoist went upstairs and reported in a low voice to Su Ziji what he had seen after going around.
"Lord, many people have heard about the reputation of the young master, and everyone is praising him."
This is worth at least five years of living. Su Ziji raised his head and was about to speak. He glanced over and saw a man staggering over who seemed to be drunk.