The days are short in winter, and before you know it, the sky becomes dark and sprinkled with snowflakes!
"There is a saying that heroes have been born since ancient times. I think back then, in the Dragon Palace chess match..."
In a wine shop near where the Yulin Guards were stationed, a storyteller was telling the story of the grandson, and he got to the point where it was exciting, which was the highlight of the story about the Dragon Palace Chess Game.
Everyone in the restaurant was listening attentively. There was a scholar sitting at a table in the corner. His clothes were neither old nor new, and he looked like he was a scholar. He had a strange look on his face as he listened to what the storyteller said.
But who makes the recent stories about Taisun very popular, especially the two outstanding points of the southwestern achievement in the Dragon Palace Chess Game, which are always fascinating.
It seems to be more popular here than elsewhere.
The scholar frowned slightly and looked at the people sitting in front. They were a group of Yulin guards. They hadn't even changed their clothes. They went straight here after getting off duty, eating and listening to storytellers.
When talking about Taisun's great display of power, a group of people couldn't help but nod, with satisfaction on their faces.
One of them, who seemed to belong to a hundred households, even shouted: "Man, the Chinese New Year is almost here, let's serve two more bottles of wine and some more dishes."
"Storyteller, you told it well. I reward you. Dragon Palace just now, tell me again!" After saying that, he threw a broken piece of silver.
The waiter bent down and agreed with a smile, and in a blink of an eye he brought a tray. The storyteller was even more delighted. This piece of silver was at least one tael, which was a very good income.
The storyteller immediately agreed with a smile and retold the story of the great grandson showing off his power...
This scene fell into the eyes of the scholar, Cao Yiyan, who always felt that something was wrong, and frowned even more tightly.
At this time, a middle-aged man came in from the outside, looked inside for a few times, saw the table of scholars, and came over immediately.
"Sir." The middle-aged man stood in front of the young man and shouted respectfully.
"Liu Danai, you came here quickly, sit down and talk." There was only one person at the table where Cao Yiyan sat, and it was in a corner, so he asked this person to sit down and talk.
The person who came was none other than Liu Danai. After Liu Danai sat down, he lowered his voice and said, "Sir, the King of Shu has agreed and said he will protect our stronghold secretly."
Cao Yiyan nodded, "Really? After seven or eight days, the King of Shu finally decided to join forces with us."
This was actually what he expected.
As long as the King of Shu decides to join forces with him, then naturally there will be no conditions or requirements mentioned before.
Even if he really said that he had no conditions and no demands, the King of Shu would not want his own forces to stay out of the matter. That would not be of any benefit to the King of Shu.
"How many strongholds have been given?"
"The ones given are all semi-exposed strongholds. Of course we won't hand over the top secrets. Especially the bookstore system, which is the basis of our connection with the scholars, of course we can't give it away."
Cao Yiyan was very satisfied after hearing this. Yes, the stronghold back then was both civilized and military. He pondered: "Can the Zhang family still be stable?"
"The Zhang family has made so much money. It would be false to say that they have no intention. But we have a lot of tricks in our hands. Each one of them is a crime of extermination. They can't get off the boat." Liu Danai said.
"Thank you for your hard work. It took us until the Chinese New Year. Please take a rest."
After this matter was finalized, Cao Yiyan felt a little more relaxed, but when his eyes fell on Yu Linwei who was listening to the book, he still felt that something was wrong.
"There are storytellers everywhere now." Cao Yiyan couldn't help but say: "Yu Linwei seems to love his grandson very much."
"It's rare for storytellers to have new stories. I'm tired of hearing them before." Liu Danai said "Hey", somewhat disapprovingly: "As for the Yulin Guards, after all, the king is the commander, and now he is the grandson. It is natural to be an official or a soldier.
flatter."
This makes sense, but Cao Yiyan still feels that something is wrong.
But there are some words that are difficult to say here. Listening to the storyteller talk about the Dragon Palace chess game again, Cao Yiyan recalled the first confrontation with Su Ziji and the stars he saw later, and his heart was filled with uncontrollable emotions.
"It's snowing heavily outside!" Someone glanced outside the wine shop and said in surprise: "It's rare to see such heavy snow."
Although it snows here, the snow that falls at this time in previous years is usually not so heavy. Not long after it started to fall, the entire capital has been transformed into a white world.
It was snowy for several days in a row, and it finally stopped on the fourth day.
In Mao'er Lane, Nanluo Hutong, the windows of Yu Lu and Fang Xi's residence were closed, but after the wind blew, the sound of falling snow on the trees outside the window could be heard very clearly by both of them inside.
Fang Xi lay on the window, opened the window a little and looked out. She saw that the sky had cleared up a little, and it looked really beautiful in the snow. She couldn't help but sigh: "Speaking of which, this is your second year in the capital, right?
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Yu Lu failed to pass the exam when he came to Beijing for the first time. This time he came again and looked in the direction of the window, sighing: "Yes, this is my second New Year in Beijing. I hope I can pass the exam this time."
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As he said that, he blew some ink and lowered his head to read the article.
He felt that his knowledge had improved greatly since the last time he was reminded by his grandson. Even Fang Xi had made great progress.
You must know that both of them have reached the bottleneck when they came. This is a sign of great progress. Generally, under such circumstances, a slight breakthrough in the bottleneck is another step forward.
As soon as Taisun took action, the two of them broke through the bottleneck at the same time, writing as if they were divine. This feeling was so mysterious that Yu Lu could not help but indulge in it.
"Brother Yu, Brother Fang, are you here?" Just as the two of them were lamenting this, someone shouted outside the hospital. From the sound of the voice, they knew it was Zhang Medong.
Yu Lu and Fang Xi also knew Zhang Modong, but their friendship was only average. Originally, due to the grandson's request, Yu Lu and Fang Xi were prepared to deal with Zhang Modong again.
But for these ten days, there was no need to look for them by themselves. Zhang Modong came to find them every day.
Yu Lu and Fang Xi heard his voice, looked at each other, put down their things, stood up, opened the door, and welcomed Zhang Modong in.
"Brother Zhang, are you still here to study the meaning of the scriptures today?"
"Come, let's burn the charcoal and warm the wine, so we can discuss it."
But Zhang Modong smiled: "The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and I made a small fortune today. Let me treat you to a New Year banquet at Qingfeng Tower!"
"It's too polite to celebrate the New Year with articles at home or in a hotel, but it's too deserted."
As he spoke, Zhang Modong unfolded his hand, and inside was a ten-tael silver ingot: "This is a poetry competition among street lamp fans. I was lucky enough to win the first place today. I have ten taels of silver, which is enough to host a New Year's banquet."
Zhang Modong was still serious about studying, and it was not long before Spring Festival, but it was still normal to have a New Year's banquet. Thinking of their grandson's advice, the two agreed.
The snow outside was getting heavier and heavier. The three of them arrived at the "Qingfeng Tower" restaurant in an ox cart and went directly to the second floor.
There were not many people on the second floor at this time. In other words, it was lucky that we were in Beijing. Otherwise, who hotel would still be opening on New Year’s Eve?
Everyone who has a family has gone home, and only the descendants have no friends, so they celebrate the New Year in a hotel, and I heard that the storytellers and raps are actually jokes about the Dragon Palace Banquet.
"According to the best of intentions, let's have a New Year's banquet."
The three of them came up to the second floor and saw that there was an empty seat separated by a screen. After ordering food, the three of them sat in the restaurant enjoying the snow and chatting. Soon they were all drunk. Zhang Modong seemed to have drunk too much and suddenly pointed to the next door.
, and the Juren downstairs said: "Oh, this is the second time. Since the Dragon Palace, I have been very successful in the examination room and passed the provincial examination. But when I went to Beijing to take the examination, I failed."
"If I don't succeed this time, I will be thirty-two years old."
"Long Jun said to me back then that although I have talent, my destiny is very poor and I will never be able to show off to anyone. I will only be able to take provincial exams. Is this really the case?"