At this moment, Wang Kui and He Qi have arrived at Fan Tower. Just now Wang Kui has become famous in Zisheng Tower, so they come to Fan Tower again.
This is why we strive for fame in the court and benefit the city.
Wang Kui felt the admiration and admiration of the people after the article was published, and the looks of admiration and admiration projected on him were not exactly what he was pursuing.
When he was in Zisheng Pavilion just now, his Yuanxi poems were famous in the world.
Immediately, several noble relatives on the high platform sent people to inquire, and then handed him a message asking him to sit at his house.
The most famous among them is Zhang Guifei's family.
Who is Concubine Zhang? Today, her words are of great importance to the people around the official family. As long as she can be appreciated by Concubine Zhang, her name will reach the ears of the official family sooner or later.
Wang Kui thought this way. Of course, what impressed him most was the woman who frequently looked at him.
Wang Kui also went on stage in person and chatted with her uncles and brothers for a few words.
Wang Kui found out that the other party was the grand-niece of Prime Minister Fu Bi. She not only values herself but also has a keen eye for recognizing talents.
Later, when He Qi invited Wang Kui to Fanlou, Wang Kui bowed to him as a farewell.
When the woman saw this, she smiled at him.
Wang Kui thought to himself that this woman must be a little attracted to him.
Since Wang Kui came to Beijing, he heard more than one person and two people telling him that the more noble the women in Bianjing are, the more difficult it is to marry. Many wealthy families do not hesitate to pay a large amount of dowry, but it is difficult to find a well-matched one.
Therefore, powerful families often select their sons-in-law from talented people from poor families.
Some people even joked with him that if the farmer harvested ten more bushes of wheat, he still wanted to change his wife, let alone a Jinshi?
When he arrived at Fan Tower, Wang Kui's poems won the praise of Mei Yaochen as soon as he presented them. Now they are being hung as poetry plaques in Fan Tower, and are appreciated by many drinkers.
Wang Kui continued to congratulate people who came and went, and he was filled with compliments that made him feel a little dazed.
He Qi said with a smile: "Junmin, you are as proud as you are today, I expected it."
Wang Kui said: "Thank you, Brother He, for supporting me."
He Qidao: "You and I have the same background, so we naturally cherish each other."
Wang Kui said seriously: "If I ever become successful, I will never forget Brother He's feelings today."
He Qi smiled and said: "That's easy to say, let's go upstairs and I will introduce you to our classmates from Taixue."
Seeing Wang Kui's hesitation, He Qi smiled and said, "Don't worry, there are people everywhere who are jealous of talents and talents? What's more, I'm here."
Immediately, He Qi and Wang Kui went upstairs together.
Zhang Yue learned that Wang Kui was in the limelight, but he didn't feel jealous at all. He read the other party's poems, and it was true that poems did not speak of realm, and even if he wrote the words and literary talents for another ten years, he would not be able to write them.
He immediately congratulated Wang Kui and said, "Junmin is really a great talent."
Wang Kui said with a smile: "Sanlang, you are good at writing and studying classics, but I am just good at dancing with words and phrases."
After everyone saw Wang Kui being proud, they were not arrogant and they all felt inferior.
During the dinner, Han Zhongyan sneered slightly. When He Qi introduced Wang Kui to him, his expression was very cold.
When no one was paying attention, Zhang Yue asked, "Why didn't Shi Pu look good on Junmin?"
Han Zhongyan said: "To judge, this person is exaggerating and making false appearances."
After hearing this, Zhang Yue pretended not to say anything and said, "That's not the case. Master Pu is not allowed to speak."
Han Zhongyan said with a smile: "I have been traveling abroad all day, and I have never seen the ghosts of people's hearts. Some people seem to be affectionate, but they are just good at human relations, but in fact they have no true feelings at all. I think you are a sincere gentleman, don't do it. Too trusting."
Zhang Yue said: "Thank you, Shi Pu, for the tip."
At this time, someone from outside said: "There is still no one who can fill in the last poem card in this building. Just now we announced that if anyone can fill in the poem, we will give you two golden flags."
After hearing what was said outside, everyone had their own words.
Fan Zuyu said: "Which Yuanxi poems are easy to write? In my opinion, the scenery can't be better than 'Fire trees and silver flowers are blooming, the stars and bridges are locked' ."
Another person said: "There is a Lantern Festival Poetry Festival every year. From the Tang Dynasty to the present, thousands of poems can be written every year. I think all the Lantern Festival poems throughout the ages have been written by people. How can one describe a scene with a higher intention? "
He Qi smiled and said: "Why should you be discouraged? Didn't Cai Junmin just write a song that was logged in? I'll just write another one later."
Wang Kui smiled and said: "That's good, let me see if I can write another one to add to the fun."
Zhang Yue had no interest in writing poems and walked out of the pavilion.
Huang Lu asked: "Where is the chief of the restaurant going?"
Zhang Yue said: "I'm feeling stuffy. Go get some air."
Zhang Yue walked to the railing outside the pavilion, where there was a flying bridge connected to the west tower near the palace.
It was nearly half of the New Year's Eve night, and many men and women were standing on the flying bridge to admire the moon and the lights, and there were also several couples rubbing hands together.
A woman dressed as a singing prostitute smiled with her lover beside her: "I came from the west tower, and you came here from the east tower. You and I met on the bridge, just like the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl met on the Magpie Bridge." ?”
"That's so painful. Doesn't it mean that we won't be able to see each other until next year's New Year's Eve?"
"It's better to see you and me together once a year than to stay together for a long time but seem to be inseparable."
"That's true, but I hope that every year for you and me, every day and every morning will be like this night and moment."
"With your words, I will never regret it in this life."
Looking at the countless men and women on the railings of the fly bridge, Zhang Yue felt melancholy. Isn't this a fancy way of torturing singles?
Zhang Yue couldn't help but come out to breathe. At this moment, he just wanted to go back. When he turned around, he saw a maid walking from the west tower to the east tower.
Isn’t this maid your maidservant who is traveling with the Seventeenth Mother tonight?
Zhang Yue immediately stepped forward and said with a smile: "I've seen the girl before."
The maid smiled and said: "I don't dare to take it. Why is the husband of the Zhang family also in Fanlou?"
Zhang Yue thought to himself, didn't your wife send you to ask me? Overthinking again.
Zhang Yue said: "I just met some classmates attending a poetry meeting in Fanlou. It's not really a poetry meeting. We went out to drink in the name of it, but in fact they were just writing randomly."
The maid laughed so hard when she heard this that she said, "Mr. Zhang's husband, what you are saying is really interesting. I happened to be passing by here, and my wife is about to return home."
Zhang Yue was slightly disappointed and said: "It turns out that your wife is going back home."
Seeing Zhang Yue's expression, the maid smiled and said: "What poems did the husband of the Zhang family write at the poetry meeting? Can you let my wife have a look at it?"
Zhang Yue thought for a while and then said: "Girl, wait a minute, I will write immediately."
The maid's eyes lit up and she said, "Is Mr. Zhang's words serious?"
Zhang Yue said seriously: "How can I lie?"
The maid nodded and said, "I'll wait here."
Zhang Yue went back upstairs immediately. Fortunately, Fan Lou had pens and papers everywhere at the poetry club.
Zhang Yuelai went to the hall and asked the shopkeeper to borrow a pen and ink. The clerk told him that the paper had ink and paper, but the pen was gone.
Zhang Yue could only wait for a scholar to finish writing before borrowing a pen.
Zhang Yue wrote without much thought. When he wrote, the scenery of Bianjing Yuan's evening seemed to be vividly displayed on the paper. Then Zhang Yue reached the second half of the poem... The last signature was Pucheng Zhangsan.
After writing, Zhang Yue dried the ink and rolled up the paper.
There was a young man in his twenties next to him and said with a smile: "Young scholar, you are here for the two golden flags! I think you should stop being busy. I have just submitted this poem. It will surely impress me forever!" "
Zhang Yue smiled when he heard this and didn't say much.
Seeing that Zhang Yue continued to write, the other party smiled and said: "Well, your courage is commendable. Wang Mou admires it."
After Zhang Yue finished writing, he immediately walked up to the second floor and headed straight to the flying bridge. Seventeenth Mother's maid was still waiting by the bridge and smiled slightly when she saw Zhang Yue.
Just when Zhang Yue was about to hand over the manuscript, someone suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhang Yue's manuscript.
Zhang Yue was shocked and angry and said, "Who is so bold?"
This person is none other than He Qi?
He Qi took Zhang Yue's poem manuscript in his hand and said with a slight smile: "Sanlang is not composing poems in the pavilion, why did he sneak outside the pavilion?"
Zhang Yue said: "Brother He, please return the manuscript to me."
"Return it to you?" He Qi glanced at the manuscript in his hand, smiled, and put it behind him.
He had just learned that Wu Anshi and Wu Anzhi brothers were having a drink in the west building, so he took Wang Kui to visit him. Unexpectedly, Seventeenth Mother happened to be there too.
He Qi had been pursuing Qi Niang before, and he didn't give up even when he arrived in Bianjing. However, after Li Taijun of the Wu family fell in love with him, he gave up the idea.
Unexpectedly, when He Qi left the west tower, he saw Zhang Yue talking to the maid next to Qi Niang.
He Qi was suddenly a little frightened and angry. Could it be that this son also had an idea for the seventeenth wife of the Wu family? He Qi believed that although he was not destined to be the seventeenth wife of the Wu family, Zhang Yue, as his 'friend', could not get involved with her.
When He Qi saw Zhang Yue going downstairs, he secretly followed him and watched what he did, and then he fully understood.
He Qi actually admired Zhang Yue at this moment. In order to gain a high position in the Wu family, this son even bribed the maids around him. Now he relied on the maids to send letters privately, and finally secretly cheated Chen Cang.
At this moment, He Qi felt that he had misjudged the person. Zhang Yue seemed to be an upright person, but he was so scheming. He always wanted to follow the dragon and the phoenix, so he must have in his hands a series of disgusting love words or shady words from the other party. Now, now I will expose him myself.
He Qi said with a smile: "Sanlang has such a good article, why don't you share it with us? It's not the way to make a big splash if you do it secretly alone! You will have to drink three glasses of wine as a penalty, haha!"
"Brother Han, Brother Huang, you are all here, just in time for us to appreciate Saburo's masterpiece."
Han Zhongyan and other imperial students came here.
He Qi felt that every step was as he expected. He turned to look at Zhang Yue's face, expecting him to panic. Unexpectedly, he shook his head, as if he was clearly saying, "It's up to you!"
When He Qi was surprised, the maid on the side couldn't help it and almost cried anxiously: "This man is so shameless. This is not for you. Give it back to me!"
The maid's words already contained a hint of crying.
She happened to see Zhang Yue before, so she took it upon herself to come to the bridge and talk to Zhang Yue like this. However, if the content of the letter was known to others, it would not implicate her daughter and the husband of the Zhang family.
How could someone be so shameless, knowing full well that this was someone else's private message, not only deliberately grabbing it but also making it public?
At this time, I saw Zhang Yue comforting the maid: "It's okay, give it to him!"
