Wenren Mansion.
In the corridor of the inner house, a young man was sitting on a stone bench, looking at the newly bound book in his hand, and commented: "These poems don't look much different from last time. You, a person from the poetry meeting, Why are you at these levels?"
Sitting opposite him was a gentle woman wearing a red pomegranate skirt. While sipping tea, she said slowly: "If there was really a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation, the Xiyuan Poetry Society would have become famous all over the world."
The young man smiled and said, "There aren't any famous poets in Luoyang, and you haven't invited them?"
The gentle woman said: "I have invited several people before, but the best poems and prose are not popular vernacular. The works of some famous talents at the poetry meeting also lack a lot of charm, and some people are arrogant about their talents. Poetry would look down upon it.”
The young man looked at the book in his hand and sighed: "It seems that there are very few literati like Nanchuang layman in the world."
The gentle woman said: "Xuan Tang is very lucky to have a Nanchuang layman."
The young man continued to look through the book full of poems and essays, and suddenly let out a light sigh.
"One piece, two pieces... Is this written by Yu Huanzhang?"
He looked at the signature with surprise on his face.
The gentle woman did not speak, but just drank tea quietly.
The young man savored the words back and forth, and suddenly laughed: "It's interesting. Yu Huanzhang is enlightened."
He read the entire book, thought about it and asked, "Sister, I heard that you invited Shen Tu Junshi this time?"
This young man is the legitimate son of Wenren Yunjian, the Minister of Rites, and Wenren Jingheng.
"Yeah." Wenren Jinping responded softly.
"Is Shentu Junshi as rumored?" Wenren Jingheng asked curiously.
Wenren Jinping thought about it and asked, "What are the rumors about him like?"
"It is rumored that Shen Tu Junshi is just like his father. He is perverse and cruel, and kills without blinking an eye."
Wenren Jinping secretly thought that this rumor was not groundless.
She thought of the poem written by Shen Tu Junshi, and after a moment of silence she said, "He didn't say much at the poetry meeting, so it's hard for me to judge."
"Oh." Wenren Jingheng didn't have any doubts. After putting down the book, he rested his chin on the stone table boredly.
He let out a long sigh: "It's so boring. I also want to go to Chang'an. Huanting is not in charge of his father, so he must be very cool now."
Wenren Jinping raised his eyebrows: "Have you finished your homework today?"
Wenren Jingheng curled his lips, stood up and left the pavilion: "If I don't do it, I will go out to play today."
Wenren Jinping said: "Aren't you afraid that daddy will teach you a lesson?"
"Dad has guests today, I'll just be back in the afternoon."
Watching her naughty brother go away, Wenren Jinping sighed helplessly. She hoped that her brother would be more sensible, but her brother did not listen to her and she could not discipline him.
Wenren Jinping picked up the book on the stone table and saw the four sentences signed by Yu Huanzhang.
Her mind flashed back to the handsome young man who had been by Yu Huanzhang's side on the day of the poetry meeting. She didn't know how he came about. He was able to write such a wonderful poem in a short period of time. He must have extraordinary literary talent.
This book contains all the poems from the last poetry meeting, except for the poem about Shentu Juanshi.
She also felt that the poem was vulgar. She had no ill feelings towards Shentu Junshi, but her dissolute behavior at the poetry meeting really displeased her.
Wenren Jinping was very confident in herself. She felt that it was normal for a man to want to possess her, but at least he shouldn't be so rude.
But Shentu Junshi's father was Shentu Ying. Wenren Jinping recalled what his father had said that day about his family's situation.
She also wanted to help her father share some of the burden.
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Yu Jingtang's car stopped at the front entrance of Wenren's Mansion. An Yan got off the car with Yu Jingtang. This was the first time he walked through the front entrance of such a wealthy family. Although it was not as grand as the Prime Minister's Mansion, it was still grand. Extraordinary.
After Yu Jingtang mentioned his marriage that day, An Yan also asked the servants around him for some advice.
The only information I got from the servants was that this man had been the Minister of Rites for ten consecutive years. In these ten years, his official position had never been changed, he had not been promoted, and he had never been demoted.
At the main entrance of Wenren Mansion, servants lined up in two rows. An Yan and Yu Jingtang walked in together, and saw a rich middle-aged man greeting them with an approachable smile on his face. Lulai's figure was swaying, and the fat on his face was trembling.
The middle-aged man greeted Yu Jingtang, calling: "Jingtang!"
An Yan suddenly felt a little confused. The name Wenren Yunjian was too elegant and refined. Besides, he was Wenren Jinping's father. He thought he was an extraordinary and handsome man.
But looking at the broad, fat man in front of him with a kind face, An Yan had some doubts about whether Wenren Jinping was his biological child.
After Yu Jingtang and Wen Ren Yunjian met, they didn't show any false politeness. They just called each other's name, and Yu Jingtang introduced An Yan.
"This is my nephew Anyan, the son of an old friend of mine."
Wenren Yunjian looked An Yan up and down, then narrowed his eyes and lost sight.
"This is what my good friend Wen Renyun said. You can just call him uncle." Yu Jingtang said to An Yan again.
An Yan immediately saluted respectfully: "My nephew has met Uncle Wenren."
Hearing Yu Jingtang ask An Yan to call him uncle, Wenren Yunjian suddenly showed a smile on his face. He looked a little happy, which made it hard for people to feel disgusted.
This may be his future father-in-law, and Anyan's attitude is extremely low.
"Okay, okay, let's go inside and talk first."
Wenren Yunjian nodded, and then led the two of them through the courtyard and into the living room.
"I didn't expect you, Yu Jingtang, to have friends." Wenren Yunjian said in a teasing tone.
"I haven't seen you mention it either."
Yu Jingtang muttered: "A long time ago, his father An Guanglie was kind to me when he was alive. Not long ago, something happened to his family, so he came to join me from Yanzhou to Luoyang. He was also robbed by robbers along the way. .”
"Good luck brings great fortune." Wen Renyun said with a nod of admonishment. He looked at An Yan and smiled and said, "If you survive a disaster, you will have good luck in the future. Your uncle is the biggest official in Luoyang."
After saying that, he suddenly started thinking again: "Are there already bandits in Yanzhou?"
During the prosperous Tang Dynasty, the people were prosperous and everyone had enough to eat and clothe themselves. No one was willing to fall prey to bandits. However, natural disasters in consecutive years had harmed the people.
Yu Jingtang frowned and said: "It is estimated that this situation may have occurred not only in Yanzhou, but also in the prefectures and counties covered by the disaster. The local officials could not report it, because they were afraid of being the first example."
"Where's the Queen of Heaven?"
"I have privately sent people to various states and counties to investigate in detail. I will report to the Queen after obtaining detailed information."
An Yan heard the two of them suddenly chatting about political affairs, and without caring about herself, she sat there calmly and motionless.
"I heard that Xuanjia Guards killed many people outside the city yesterday." Wenren Yunjian added.
"A new group of refugees did not follow the order when serving porridge, and there was a conflict, so the Xuanjia Guards took action." Yu Jingtang said, he knew this kind of thing in detail, even the number of those who died. I know, I just didn’t say it.
Wen Renjian sighed: "If it doesn't rain and the ground doesn't grow seedlings, Luoyang can provide for these refugees for one year. Is it possible that it will provide for two or three more years?"
Yu Jingtang frowned and said nothing. The Xuantang Dynasty had not experienced such disasters for several consecutive years in hundreds of years. This aroused countless rumors. It was rumored that the Demon Queen was in power and treacherous ministers were in power, which was against the laws of nature.
Some people said that Shentu Ying was this "treacherous minister", while others said that he was Yu Jingtang.
Most of the people who said this are dead.
"Let's not talk about this for now." Yu Jingtang shook his head, pointed at An Yan and heard Yun Jian and said.
"My nephew just turned seventeen this year and is not yet married."
Wenren Yunjian was stunned for a moment, looked at Yu Jingtang, then at An Yan, and began to think deeply there.
An Yan couldn't help but feel nervous. He felt that Wenren Yun's advice was looking at him.
Wenren Yunjian suddenly said to the servant outside the living room: "Here, go and call the young lady."
After saying that, he looked at An Yan and asked, "Are you ready to take the exam for meritorious status?"
But Yu Jingtang said in front of An Yan, "What, do you want him to be an official?"
Wenren Yun's admonishment grinned: "It's better to be an official than to be an official, and it's better not to be an official. If you want to be a rich man, you can go to Chang'an."
An Yan thought about it, it seemed that the other party was planning his future path.
Wenren Yunjian continued to ask: "What do you think?"
An Yan found that Yu Jingtang was also looking at him, and said respectfully: "My nephew has no talent for becoming an official, nor does he have any lofty ambitions. He just wants to live a stable life."
Wenren Yunjian nodded, suddenly laughed out loud, and looked sideways at Yu Jingtang: "These words sound familiar."
Yu Jingtang looked calm and looked at An Yan without saying anything.
After a while, a figure appeared at the door of the living room. An Yan turned around and saw that it was Wenren Jinping whom he had seen at the poetry meeting.
The red pomegranate dress she wore today was much brighter than that day, and it also made her whole person more dazzling.
"Jinping is here." Wenren Yunjian waved to her.
Wenren Yunjian's demeanor was dignified and elegant. He walked into the living room and bowed to Wenren Yunjian and Yu Jingtang.
"I've met dad, Uncle Yu."
It can be seen that the relationship between the two families is very close. Yu Jingtang and Wenren Yunjian talk casually, and Wenren Jinping is used to seeing Yu Jingtang.
When she looked up and saw An Yan sitting beside her, she was obviously stunned for a moment, and then blinked curiously.
"This is An Yan, your uncle Yu's nephew. He is one year younger than you. You can just call him brother for now."
Temporary name...
The thoughtful Wenren Jinping looked at An Yan sitting there, and suddenly felt a little ridiculous in his heart.
But she didn't lose her composure, and spoke with a whirling thought: "I didn't expect to meet Brother Yan again."
"Do you know each other?" Wenren Yunjian asked unexpectedly.
An Yan said at this time: "Yesterday at the Xiyuan Poetry Club, my nephew and Brother Huanzhang met... Sister Jinping."
He felt strange in his heart that they suddenly called each other brother and sister.
Wenren Yunjian laughed: "You are really destined."
Wenren Jinping secretly paid attention to his father's expression, and smiled and said: "Yesterday's poems written by disgusting brothers are still fresh in Jinping's memory."
"Oh? My wise nephew can also compose poems?" Wenren said, stroking his beard and smiling.
Yu Jingtang was also a little surprised. He clearly remembered that when he asked An Yan about learning, An Yan said that he had never even attended a private school.
An Yan also felt it was troublesome, so he said, "Sister Jinping must have misremembered. Brother Yu didn't compose a poem. Brother Huanzhang composed one."
The smile on Wenren Jinping's face did not diminish and he continued: "That must be because I remembered it wrong."
Do Yu Jingtang and Wenren Yunjian not know whether Yu Huanzhang can write poetry?
Wenren Yunjian thought and said: "What kind of poem, recite it and listen to it."
Wenren Jinping nodded lightly, and then said in front of everyone: "The title of yesterday's poetry meeting was based on the scene of newly planted flowers, plants and trees in the garden, and the content of the poem was..."
As he spoke, Wenren Jinping paused and chanted softly: "One piece, two pieces, three or four pieces, five pieces, six pieces, seven or eight pieces, nine pieces, ten pieces, countless pieces, flying into the grass and disappearing."
When Wenren Yunjian listened to the first three sentences, his expression was strange, and Yu Jingtang's face darkened. But when Wenren Jinping chanted the last sentence, both of their faces became stunned at the same time.
After a while, Wenren Yun admonished: "That's right, that's right."
He looked at An Yan thoughtfully, then smiled again and asked the person next to him, "What do you think of Jingtang?"
Yu Jingtang just said a faint "hmm".
Wenren Yunjian burst out laughing, as if he had something happy, and said to Wenren Jinping: "Jinping, take nephew An Yanxian to the house for a visit. Those few colorful carp newly added to the backyard pond are very interesting." It’s beautiful, you two can go and watch it together.”
Wenren Jinping was very obedient and nodded in agreement. An Yan also stood up after hearing the sound, saluted Yu Jingtang and Wenren Yunjian, and then left the living room with Wenren Jinping.
Looking at the two people leaving, Wenren Yunjian said cheerfully: "This boy is smart and smart."
They were the only two people left in the living room, and Yu Jingtang said, "As long as you are satisfied."
Wenren Yunjian picked up the teacup and said with a smile: "You Yu Jingtang have helped me so much. If I have any dissatisfaction, Jinping will not be at a disadvantage if he follows him."
As he spoke, he sighed again, lowered his head and drank tea.
"My only concern is that I have a son and a daughter. Jing Heng is a boy, so it's okay to suffer some hardships. Jin Ping is a weak woman who has read books and has a high spirit. She often compares herself to Nanchuang laymen. I'm afraid she won't be able to bear it in the future. .”
Yu Jingtang was silent for a long time before saying, "Don't worry, I will protect them both."
Wenren Yunjian then smiled and said: "Why are you sad? Xuantang can live without me, Wenren Yunjian, but it can't live without you Yu Jingtang. If I can exchange peace for a lifetime, this is my childhood dream."
Childhood dream...
Yu Jingtang suddenly thought of what An Yan said just now.
When he was young, he never imagined that he would one day become the prime minister.
"Thinking about the three heroes of martial virtue back then, I was the only one who heard people's advice and served as a minister for ten years. A hundred years of tribute are coming soon. It's a successful thing and a benevolent one!"
