Chang'an Street, which is ten miles away, is very lively because of the appearance of Jinke Jinshi this time. As the largest brothel in Chang'an City - Elegy Building, there is also an endless stream of people coming and going.
There are scholars who have passed the exams, ministers who have completed the work, and the children of noble families with hereditary titles, and even the disgraced scholars who failed the exams, all gathered in this Elegy Building, for no other reason than the eldest daughter of the Elegy Building, Murong Wanting.
She once made a promise that she is willing to serve him now that he is only thirty-five years old and that he is only twenty-five years old.
Talents and beauties have been a hot topic among people for many years. In Chang'an Avenue, everyone knows the name of Murong Wanting, the courtesan of Elegy House. Even the traffickers and lackeys have heard of Murong Wanting's name.
In the city of Chang'an, countless princes and nobles spent a lot of money to get a kiss with Murong Wanting, but they couldn't get it. Ordinary women love money, and the more beautiful women love beauty, but brothel geishas like Murong Wanting are no longer
You can impress people with money and looks.
In the Tang Dynasty, the only thing higher than money and appearance was talent. When it comes to brothel girls like Murong Wanting, it is no longer just money and appearance that can impress them. In ancient times, how many brothel oirans have performed with that talented man?
A romantic drama involving a talented man and a beautiful woman.
On the third day after the Qionglin Banquet, the number one scholar, Lang Shangfei, brought the scholar Qingmu Shan to the Elegy Tower. Because a prince was hosting a banquet for Jinke Jinshi at the Elegy Tower, and Shangfei, as the head of the Jinshi, would naturally come.
Among the people, the number one scholar is equivalent to the Wenquxing who came to earth. However, there will be one number one scholar every time a subject is opened, but the prince, especially the prince who holds the real power, in that dynasty, there is only this one.
Obtaining a good name, becoming an official in the court, and benefiting the common people and the country are the greatest wishes of scholars. Now, Shang Fei has taken the first step, but if he offends the prince, I am afraid that he, the number one scholar, will only be in trouble for the rest of his life.
Study the scriptures and books in the Hanlin Academy.
Naturally, Shang Fei was unwilling to accept this. His early twenties were a great time to show off his ambitions. How could he be restricted to the Hanlin Academy after ten years of studying hard and not be able to use what he had learned in his life?
What's the use in benefiting the country and the country?
Qingmushan watched his young master walk into the Elegy Building, and he followed him in with the envious eyes of other scholars.
This time, the prince hosted a banquet for Jinke scholars. Originally, servants and book boys were not allowed in, but his young master specifically made it clear to the palace steward that he would bring the book boy with him. In the end, the palace steward also agreed.
"Mushan, look at the grand scene in Chang'an. This is the prosperous place of our Tang Dynasty. Compared with our hometown, it is like a sky and a place."
The prince was entertaining guests on the fifth floor, the highest floor of the Elegy Building, while Shang Fei walked to the fourth floor, looked up from the pole, looked at Chang'an City below, and said.
"Master, of course our hometown cannot be compared with Chang'an City. What kind of place is Chang'an City? This is at the feet of the Emperor." Qingmushan looked at the high-spirited look on his young master's face and replied.
"Yes, Chang'an City is at the foot of the Emperor and a prosperous city, but look over there."
Shang Fei's finger suddenly pointed in a direction in the city. Qingmu Shan looked in the direction of his young master's finger. It was a poor street in Chang'an City. The houses on both sides were very dilapidated. At this moment, in this house
Underneath, many people with sallow faces and thin muscles were holding bowls. These people had numb expressions on their faces. There was no hope in their eyes.
"In prosperity, the people are suffering; in death, the people are suffering. I, Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, am so wise and majestic. Under the rule of Zhenguan, small countries in all directions surrendered, and the country is peaceful and the people are safe. Although there are natural disasters, the courtiers work together to save the people from dire straits.
Look at now, the princes and ministers are lingering in the land of flowers and willows, the wine and meat in the rich families are smelly, and there are bones frozen to death on the road."
After saying this, Shang Fei waved his sleeves and walked towards the fifth floor of the Elegy Building. Qingmu Shan, looking at his young master's figure, knew that the young master did not want to come here, and did not bother to interact with those people above.
Being in this company means that even though they have great plans, they have failed to serve the country. The young master wants to take revenge in his heart, so he has to make a fool of himself with these people.
The oiran of the Elegy House is naturally extremely beautiful.
Qingmushan stood behind the young master, looking at the woman in red gauze coming out of the balcony and slowly walking towards the young master. Her graceful and swaying figure, as well as her unique fragrance, made her
Qingmushan's pupils shrank sharply.
She is the courtesan of Elegy House, Murong Wanting.
"Wanting would like to give you a glass of wine, Sir."
That night, Shang Fei was the most dazzling. He sat at the same table with the prince and was served by the oiran. Many dignitaries in Chang'an City wanted to kiss this beautiful woman, but now he was willing to be a servant and serve beside the champion.
Pour the wine and add the food, I don’t know how many people upstairs are envious to death.
However, after the banquet, Shang Fei exceeded everyone's expectations and did not stay at the Elegy House to become the Duke of Zhou's best friend with Murong Wanting. Instead, he fell drunk on the wine table. In the end, the book boy
Qingmushan was sent back to his residence.
Yes, originally the prince planned to let Shang Fei rest in the Elegy Building, but Qingmushan repeatedly refused. Even facing the prince, he still remained humble and said nothing, saying that the young master had told him that if he was drunk,
You must go back to the inn.
After the banquet, all the people in Chang'an knew that Zhuang Yuan Lang could get drunk with just one drink. Similarly, Qingmu Mountain also became famous. The scholar boy of Zhuang Yuan Lang contradicted the prince. Instead of blaming him, the prince rewarded him for his loyalty to protect the Lord.
For a hundred taels of silver, this became a good talk in the market, and everyone was admiring the prince's big belly.
There was no loser in this banquet. The champion drank good wine and enjoyed the service of a beautiful woman. The scholar Qing Mushan won the title of a loyal protector, and the prince also became a paunchy man. But if we really want to say that there is
The loser is the courtesan Murong Wanting.
Even if she is a brothel girl, who doesn’t want to secure a future? What’s more, a woman like Murong Wanting, who is an courtesan, is even more innocent. She only entrusts her body to one person. Many good people joked: "Little girl."
The book boy doesn’t understand the style, the number one scholar has missed a good relationship, and I don’t know if the number one scholar will drive the book boy away in anger when he wakes up.”
The speculations of outsiders were just speculations after all. The next day, Qing Mushan told the young master what happened when the young master was drunk last night, but the young master just smiled and said nothing.
A month later, the appointment of Shang Fei was finally made. However, this appointment caused an uproar in the entire market, and even puzzled this group of Jinshi.
A county magistrate starts from the eighth rank. The second and third best candidates in the same period are directly appointed to the fifth rank for the middle position.
Hongzhou, what kind of place is that? It's a land of barren mountains and harsh waters, the people are tough, and there's not much money or money. What's the difference between being an official there and being exiled?
Qingmushan felt dissatisfied for his young master. His young master was the number one scholar, but he was only in the eighth rank. Why?
However, after receiving the appointment, his young master just smiled and packed his luggage and left Chang'an City the next day. On the moat bridge outside Chang'an City, the young master said these words to himself.
"If you didn't help me go back that day, maybe we, the master and the servant, would have stayed in the capital now, but that's fine. We can leave the capital and let the birds fly from now on."
Two batches of horses, carrying the top scholar and the scholar in this subject, left the prosperous city of Chang'an. The Elegy Tower was still full of music and singing every night, and no one paid attention to when the top scholar left.
Prince's Mansion.
The prince in a brocade robe sat high in the main hall. Below, a woman was kneeling on the ground, trembling all over. This woman was none other than Murong Wanting, the oiran of the Elegy Tower.
Beside the woman, there was a man kneeling. This man was dressed in Tsing Yi. When he raised his head, he revealed a familiar face, Qingmushan, the scholar of the number one scholar Lang Shangfei.
"Your Majesty, my young master fell in love with Miss Murong at the Elegy Tower. Although he is in Hongzhou, he still misses Miss Murong. I beg the prince to make the decision and give Miss Murong to my young master. My young master is very grateful."
Sitting high, the prince looked at Qingmu Mountain with a playful look, and then looked at Murong Wanting, who was kneeling on the ground and shaking. If it hadn't been for the scholar of the number one scholar who came to the door today, he would have forgotten that three years ago
The former champion.
"A beautiful woman matches a talented man. I agree to your young master's request. Wanting, you go and pack up your valuables now. Tomorrow you will go to Hongzhou with this book boy. From now on, you can serve the No. 1 Scholar with peace of mind."
As soon as the prince said these words, Qingmushan breathed a sigh of relief, but Murong Wanting, who was on the side, had a sad look on her face. She wanted to refuse, but she thought of the prince's methods and the sisters who had disobeyed the prince's orders.
In the end, he could only reluctantly nod in agreement.
In the Tang Dynasty, the power of the princes was overwhelming. The emperor was young, indulged in beauty and fun, and had no interest in government affairs. The princes held the power in one hand. There was even a faint rumor among the scholars that "Today's imperial examinations are only decided by the princes."
, if you offend the prince, even if you are the number one scholar, you still have to face the fate of being sent away."
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However, after Qingmushan returned to Hongzhou with Murong Wanting, he did not bring Murong Wanting back to his home. Instead, he bought another mansion to hide his beauty secretly.
Half a month later, the number one scholar Lang Shangfei was promoted from the county magistrate to the county magistrate due to his meritorious service in governing the area. In the past three years, the number one scholar Lang Shangfei, who had not been promoted once, soon after his bookboy took back the oiran Murong Wanting from the Elegy Tower,
Within half a month, he was promoted to an official position.
In the following years, the number one scholar rose through the ranks, from county magistrate to Sima, from Sima to captain, from captain to xiadufu, and finally to governor of Hongzhou Dudufu. He truly became a man with an army in hand.