The sky was only getting darker, and Zuichun Tower was suddenly brightly lit.
The laughter became more and more intense, as if it was about to knock off the roof of the building.
The tip of the nose is full of gouache and balsam, mixed together, and it is unclear what kind of ambiguous smell it is. It only makes people's blood rush. Compared with during the day, the distinguished guests who come to have fun are more courageous. Regardless of the presence of outsiders, they put their arms around the girl in their arms. .
Wen Jiuniang, who was leading the way, looked at Shen Li who seemed to be awake and smiled sweetly: "A good poem written by Xiaolangjun has been sent to the homes of high-ranking officials in Kaixi City. Jiuniang congratulated Xiaolangjun on his rising reputation. Zuichunlou is willing to I will make an exception for you. From now on, when you go to Zuichun Tower, you will not take any food or drink from me."
The young man was not interested in Zui Chun Tower's exception at all. He yawned and asked, "Since the shopkeeper has Jin Kou Yu's words, I accept your favor. However... the reputation of Yu Bainiang and the courtesan spread all over the country. She went to Zui Chun Tower to compose poems. It’s fake, but seeing Yu Bai Niang is real.”
Speaking of Oiran, Shen Li cheered up, "I would like to open my eyes wide and see if Yubainiang is really stunning!"
"Young gentleman, don't be anxious, don't be anxious. After paying homage to the noble lady, I will take you to meet the white lady."
Rooftop corridor.
There were only Wen Jiuniang and him who were two steps faster.
Although Shen Li was watching secretly from the corner of his eyes, he still couldn't find two eyes looking at him.
Sister Song was right. Sun Yuanji had the confidence to dare to come to Zuichun Tower.
The delicately carved door is slightly closed.
She pushed the door open and walked in. First, she whispered to Sun Yuanji, who was sleeping with his eyes closed, to remind him that someone had arrived. Then she smiled at Shen Li and said, "If you serve your noble man well, your husband will surely rise to prominence."
Sun Yuanji opened his eyes and looked at it, clasped his hands and laughed, praising: "I am a talented person, who said I don't have young talents in Wu Dynasty?!"
Is this person Sun Yuanji, the Deputy Privy Envoy of Southern Wu?
The young man sat down, impatiently drank the water in the porcelain bowl, stretched again, finally got rid of the sleepiness in his eyebrows, and asked: "Who is the old man? Why do you want to see me? Tell me quickly, Come on, I'm going to go back to bed after that. Shopkeeper, I'm not picky. Your bed is too hard, not soft at all, and I won't be able to sleep well."
Wen Jiuniang was frightened. If it wasn't for Sun Yuanji's insistence not to scare him, or because of the boy's temper, he would have warned him not to lose his etiquette.
Sun Yuanji was not annoyed and sat frivolously next to Shen Li, "It doesn't matter who I am. When I see you, I just want to hear how good your poems are. I want to see who can be called a poet in seven steps." To be honest, I have been writing poetry all my life, and no one calls me a poet."
"Oh, it's easy to write poetry." The young man waved his hand and asked Wen Jiuniang to pour some cold water, "I see you are a cheerful person, and I am not unreasonable. Do you want to hear poetry, or do you want to know more about me? "
"It's both. I'm not in a hurry to find out Xiao Langjun's details. It's better to write a new poem first."
"What's the benefit?" Shen Li rubbed his fingers and motioned to Sun Yuanji.
Wen Jiuniang was so angry that she didn't dare to take a breath. She really wanted to tell this ignorant young man, don't act like a rogue. The old man sitting next to you is a real big shot in the temple who can be counted on one hand!
"Why did you come to the capital?" Sun Yuanji asked.
Shen Li glanced at it and said, "Is it okay to tell you?"
"It doesn't matter." Sun Yuanji shook his head and laughed. I don't even bother to count the major things I handle every day, let alone such a trivial matter like yours.
"Study with a teacher." The young man smiled bitterly, "Young Master is enjoying the sights and doing things in Wuling, bullying men and women, but Mr. Jingjie insists on asking me to come here to Kaixi City to study with Zhao Ruyu. I'm so annoyed!"
"Haha..." Sun Yuanji raised his head and laughed.
Traveling around, bullying men and dominating women? This young man is really a wonderful person!
"Mr. Jingjie is a benevolent and righteous gentleman, how could he accept such a... such a thug like you?"
"I was still young back then, did Mr. Jingjie make a mistake?!" Shen Li said uncertainly.
Sun Yuanji clapped his hands and laughed, leaning forward and backward with laughter: "Mr. Jingjie's accumulated reputation is all ruined by you, a little scoundrel."
After finishing his words, he looked at the young man.
"I wrote a letter to Zhao Ruyu. For my sake, I will accept you."
"really?"
"a man of his words."
"Okay!" Shen Li imitated him by clapping his hands and laughing, "In that case, I will try my best again."
Cough lightly.
"Prick up your ears and listen!"
Wen Jiuniang really didn't know what to say to the young man, so she had to apologize and stood aside Sun Yuanji, quietly observing the old man's expression.
Unexpectedly, this big shot who is close to the powerful people in the government has no anger in his face, and he even admires the young man who is proud of his talent.
Shen Li stood up suddenly, and at the same time, he found where the owner of those two lines of sight was. He might have mistakenly thought that his sudden rise was going to be detrimental to Sun Yuanji, and the hidden two people had revealed a little bit of their energy.
No wonder Song Wanru couldn't find them. They were indeed not in Zuichun Building, but on the bricks and tiles on the roof!
"The lanterns are coming on...the lanterns are coming on..."
The old man's eyes were slightly focused. If the young man didn't live in a drunken and luxurious life, he would have to focus on the newly lit candlelight.
"Yes!"
"I am all ears."
"Jiuniang looks forward to the young man writing another famous poem."
Shen Li walked to the door and looked down, seeing all the monsters, ghosts, ghosts and monsters in Zuichun Tower.
Mr. Zhao once said that it is not unreasonable for Nanwu to be exhausted. How can you sit and enjoy half of the mountains and rivers for such a long time without knowing the suffering of the people while having fun?
"The imperial capital knows what night it is, and the scenery is so beautiful."
Sun Yuanji's breath was stagnant, and he commented on two lines of poetry. They were not as good as Clouds Thinking of Clothes, Flowers Thinking of Faces, and Spring Breeze Brushing the Sills with Rich Dew. However, if the following lines were worthy of Kaixi City's prosperous Henan Province, he made this poem his own. It is also good to offer it to the Supreme Being.
"The golden and jade tube swallows the spring sky, and the wax torch and orchid lantern dawn the night. The phoenix tower houses the twelve gods and goddesses, and there are three thousand egrets and visitors on their beaded shoes."
Sun Yuanji and Wen Jiuniang's expressions both changed.
The first two sentences of Xiao Langjun describe the beauty and magic of Kaixi City. Then the painting style changes and he begins to write about the sound of wind music washing the night sky, orchid lanterns as bright as day, brothels and brothels in the city, and the wandering prostitutes like a flock of doves. Get company.
The two of them then thought about it, wasn't this also talking about the peace and harmony in Kaixi City?
Suddenly he looked better.
Listen to Shen Li chant again: "Jinwu can't help but wander around the streets, killing cloud traces and rain traces."
Sun Yuanji snorted, "The sergeants in Kaixi City turned a blind eye to prostitutes, and allowed themselves to solicit customers, and even had fun with prostitutes to the point of being ridiculous."
Wen Jiuniang asked calmly: "Young gentleman, are you laughing at my method of settling down and making a living?"
As if immersed in the poem, Shen Li finally came back to his senses and said with emotion: "Perhaps only when I come to Kaixi City here can I understand what a peaceful and prosperous age is and what a prosperous and splendid city is."
She was suddenly stunned. She didn't expect that this poem was not only not sarcastic, but actually a compliment.
Sun Yuanji suddenly realized that it was like this, a good poem, a good poem!
Before he could praise him, someone quickly climbed up the stairs.
Wen Jiuniang suddenly became flustered.
