The Shang Qi Dynasty has always emphasized the importance of conferring meritorious service and receiving rewards when autumn comes. People in the imperial city have spread such a saying, saying that it is probably to facilitate the supervision department to tailor autumn and winter official robes, so they have such a special emphasis. Although it sounds like there are two truths to it, most of the eunuchs and maids in the inner courtyard of the palace know that this statement is nothing more than a folk rumor. A closer look at its origin reveals that it is nothing more than the favorite time of autumn, the season in which the emperor once entered the middle game. When he went out on a hunting trip, he caught a lot of prey. He even shot five deer and one tiger with his own arrows, which made the holy face very happy. From then on, he arranged his important affairs in the autumn.
Although the autumn harvest is approaching, the people in the imperial city are still quite leisurely. After all, the land in the imperial city is very expensive, and they can afford to buy a house that is not spacious. With such a family, they would be quite wealthy elsewhere. Most of the families are merchants and officials, or have very generous livelihoods, so naturally they do not need to rely on farming to supplement their household income. Therefore, most of the people in the city, who had nothing to do, pulled out bamboo chairs and shook fans to chat with their neighbors.
The Imperial City is free every year, and when there is no need to do anything, you have to do it. Everything in the city is convenient, and there is no need to worry about thieves stealing. Street patrols are carried out at all hours of the day with a knife. Even now, most of the houses in the Imperial City are open at night. , there is no worry at all; most people take advantage of the cool weather to go out to visit the market or chat with friends. The most frequently mentioned thing is still a few months ago in the Canglang Pavilion of Laoyu Lake. That handsome young man.
I had six hundred flying flowers alone, and it lasted for several hours. There were boats coming and going all around, but no one could stump the young master with an excellent face. Except for that young master, the most outstanding person could only parry more than ten rounds. , he frowned and retreated with fists clasped, never gaining the upper hand.
This Fei Hua Ling is not difficult to see, but there are thousands of poems with the word "Bing Shu" in it. I am afraid that if I search through the ancient and modern books, even if I count the rare and rare ones, it is really difficult to come up with a thousand sentences, not to mention that there are already eunuchs in the pavilion. I wrote down the verses that everyone said one by one, without repeating even half a sentence. Even if I can write a poem based on my own ink, the rhythm and rhyme must be fair, but I may not be able to blurt it out even if I think hard. How can such a six hundred flying flowers be enough? An easy thing.
"Mr. Xiang, you are the oldest in the alley and have the most profound knowledge. I think your experience is much higher than that of the younger generation like me. Why don't you tell me, has this old Yuhu Feihua Order ever had a scholar? The one who has dominated from beginning to end and won the top position?" There are dozens of households in Tiantang Alley of Panlongwei Street. The end of the alley is often dark and cold, so people often come to enjoy the cool air and chat. Today No exception. Several young men around the same age gathered around one person, and they all asked with laughter.
"Since the saint came to the throne, this old Yuhu has been recruiting scholars every year. It is also thanks to our famous sage. Using this method to select scholars, we have indeed selected many great talents who can be of great use," Xiang The gentleman is probably around 60 years old, but his face is similar to that of a sixty-year-old. He holds his white hair casually and fixes it with a wooden hairpin. His behavior is casual, but he has an indescribable demeanor. At this moment, he holds up his wooden staff and smiles, "In the past few years, The somewhat unsatisfactory-looking scholar on Laoyu Lake faced off against the two hundred and ten flying flower orders one after another. His heroic poems were so heroic that he actually forced half of the boats to retreat. Listening to the words of the noble man, he has now climbed to the third level. His official rank can be said to be high and powerful, and he is a pillar of talent. Even if his appearance is not good enough, the Holy Master has never treated him unfairly."
"But as for the young master from a while ago, I can't say so easily." Mr. Xiang clicked his tongue, with a hint of worry in his eyes.
"If you meet the Feihua Ling of two hundred and ten, you can climb to the third-rank official rank. Isn't this young master who has six hundred and six hundred flowers expected to succeed Prime Minister Xun? Why can't he easily assert it?" There were young people around who didn't understand, talking nonsense. The old man asked.
Mr. Xiang paused his stick and said with a hint of reproach, "You young people, all day long, just want to be in the limelight one day, so you can try the taste of horse hoof disease in the spring breeze, but you don't know when to curb your sharpness. Throughout the ages, young people have It is often very difficult for people with great talents to hold high positions. Even if they are able to reach the top, if they are still unwilling to give up their talents, a good death is even more unimaginable. That young master is probably not as old as you juniors, and he has such abilities. It’s really not easy, and even if you are the most talented in a country, it’s hard to describe, but with these six hundred flying flowers, your official career is like walking on thin ice.”
"But Han Chuang has been studying hard for more than ten years, isn't it just for the sake of becoming a blockbuster?" Some young people were still puzzled, but a few of them had slightly thoughtful expressions on their faces.
"Ten years of hard work have not yet achieved ambitions, so it is easy to make enemies everywhere in the officialdom. This is not a wise move. At least the city government's calculations are still too shallow."
Mr. Xiang sighed, holding the wooden staff with a sad face, "Is it possible that all the future generations and the elders in the family are stupid people? Even if they have such talent, they should not be in a hurry to show it for a while, even if they cut it off. Halfway there, facing three hundred flying flowers, it will definitely not be like this. If it really ruins the future of this young man, it will be my sorrow."
Today, the door of Prime Minister Xun's mansion is closed. Even the servants who are not used on weekdays are out guarding the door. Even old friends and colleagues are not allowed in or out. It is said that Prime Minister Xun has distinguished guests coming to the door today, and there are many people waiting. He will wait until he comes again in the future. .
"Long time no see, old man." In the backyard, a middle-aged gentleman in blue shirt was leisurely. Regardless of what the person sitting opposite said, he just sat down, poured himself a cup of tea, drank it quickly, smacked his lips and said, "It has been many years since I tasted the tea in the old prime minister's house. Now that I see it again, I really have mixed feelings in my heart and I don't know how to speak."
No one in the court had the guts to call Prime Minister Xun like this. Even if the saint was slightly stunned, he could only call him Xun Qing. However, this ordinary-looking teacher said it very naturally.
"I just met Zhou Kefa a while ago, and he almost dumped the whole crowd. His memory shouldn't be so bad." Xun Wenqu was holding up the chess book, holding two jars of chess pieces in his arms, and carefully dropped them onto the chessboard.
"It's not about pouring it over. What's wrong with discarding the dross?" Zhou Kefa didn't know that he was a visitor. He put his head in front of the chessboard, frowned and looked at it for a while, but he didn't see anything unusual. The chess record was very ordinary. This chessboard The positioning of the chess pieces is too routine and there is nothing outstanding about it.
"Don't argue. If you use the word dumping, you and I argued for two whole days last time. If you insist on arguing with me now, I will not be as powerful as I was back then, and I will be consumed by you Zhou Kefa here. " Immediately Xun Wenqu raised his eyes to look at the face of the person sitting opposite him, and sneered, "With your current complexion, I'm afraid you won't be much better if you beat me to death."
Zhou Kefa nodded and smiled, sighing, "People are like dew in the morning. Life is short, and there are a few good lives for ten years, so we just don't quarrel; moreover, when old friends meet again, they always end up hurting each other, and taking advantage of others in vain."
