The night falls, and the streets are deserted. Only the night wind blows by. The trees beside the road sway in the wind, casting mottled ink shadows on the ground.
There were several clusters of weeds growing at the base of the wall at the corner of the street, and the distant chirping of night insects could be heard from the grass roots, one after another, continuously.
"Ta-ta-ta-ta."
The sound of shoe uppers hitting bluestones came closer and closer, scaring away countless night bugs.
Yi Ning held the wine gourd in one hand and held his own shadow in the other, walking slowly.
He raised the wine gourd and wanted to drink more, but it was empty: "There is no more wine."
Hanging the gourd back on his waist, Yi Ning looked at the moonlight and walked slowly.
A leopard can be seen through a tube, and many things can be inferred from the situation in Chaoyang Mansion.
For example, it is difficult, very difficult to create a medical school among hundreds of schools of thought in this era of fixed thinking.
Judging from the current situation, this is a long-term matter. There is no point in rushing if we can't rush.
Therefore, he planned to start from the basics and start with the immediate things.
A lot of things have happened recently, and Yi Ning understood one thing.
That is, the will of Tiandao is on his side, which is good news.
Yi Ning, who has read Xianxia novels, is not stupid. He understands what the will of heaven and earth means. He has regarded this as his biggest trump card.
Unfortunately, this trump card requires the power of merit and cannot be used unlimitedly.
Summoning the path of reincarnation that day had already consumed all the remaining merit in the small world.
Therefore, one of the things he needs to do now is to study how to increase the pool of merit.
In addition to this, there are two other things that are also top priorities.
The first is to repay Xu Yaochen's money.
The second is the incident between Cai'er and Nie Lang.
With the plan in mind, Yi Ning walked aimlessly and unknowingly came to a dimly lit street.
Unlike other streets that fell into silence, this street was brightly lit, with faint singing and melodious music.
The most important thing was that the aroma of wine was wafting inside, and Yi Ning walked towards it with curiosity.
After getting closer, he discovered that it was said to be a row of streets, but in fact there was only one building.
This building is so wide that the archway alone occupies half of the street, and the rest is its wall.
Under the exquisite archway, people were coming and going, and it was very lively. Most of these people were dressed luxuriously and their faces were filled with happiness.
It is in sharp contrast to the people of Xiandan Pavilion in the same city.
Yi Ning approached, looked up at the building plaque, and saw three big characters - Tianshui Lane.
"Brother?" Yi Ning was confused.
"Sir, be careful! This place was built by a high-ranking official. It is a place for scholars to sing poems and exchange ideas. Although there are geishas in the pavilion, they do not sell their bodies."
Beside him, a passerby who was about to go in for the banquet heard what Yi Ning said and corrected him.
Yi Ning suddenly understood and quickly made an apology with his fists raised.
Seeing that Yi Ning was polite, the man said nothing and caught up with his companion into the sweet water alley.
Yi Ning's nose twitched and she took in the aroma of wine a few times, but she was not ready to enter and raised her legs to leave.
He just hums poems and songs in his spare time, but he doesn't really like them.
The most important thing is that Yi Ning is really broke now and can't even afford a bowl of boiled water.
Then,
He saw a notice standing at the door.
[The three-year government examination is approaching, and Longlin from all over the country gathers. ]
[Tonight, I use this winter moon as my theme and invite talented people from all over the world to write. ]
[If the poems written can be ranked among the top three, they can represent the building to participate in the winter meeting the day after tomorrow and receive ten taels of gold as a gift. ]
The words in front of him were swept away by him, and Yi Ning looked at the golden twelfth with bright eyes.
He knew that his literary talent level could not be said to be a complete mess, but could only be considered half-assed.
But Yi Ning has a lot of poems in her belly.
Respecting the sages, he would not copy famous lines from poets he didn't know unless absolutely necessary.
However, in the past few lives, he had also made friends with some poets, and even Lu Zhaolin, one of the four outstanding poets in the early Tang Dynasty, was still his disciple.
"I guess you won't blame me for taking care of my neighbor."
Yi Ning smiled, turned around, and walked along a red carpet towards Tianshui Lane.
This Tianshui Lane is really big. The main road alone is a hundred meters long, which is larger than the entire houses of many ordinary people.
Along the way, Yi Ning brushed the bead curtain in front of her, stepped into the cabinet, and her vision became wider.
The cabinet decoration is more luxurious, the whole is circular, and there is a large stage in the center.
At this time, a guest who looked like a famous scholar came to the top of the stage and handed over his poetry album.
There are three floors around the stage. Dining tables are arranged neatly, and each table is full of people.
At this time, most of them stood and stared at the central stage. Whenever someone handed in a poem, they would tell the people at the table who this person was and what important things he had done.
"Huh."
Yi Ning was suspicious and saw a wine table not far away. There were seven people around the table, one of whom was Xu Yaochen.
At this time, Xu Yaochen's face turned red and he was arguing with the people at the table.
With doubts, Yi Ning squeezed through the crowded crowd and approached Xu Yaochen. The conversation at their table gradually became clearer.
"Yao Chen, have you been kicked in the head by a donkey? As long as you throw in such amazing words, you will definitely win the top three, and our table will all have a chance to go to the Winter Games!"
"Yes! As long as we can win the favor of those high-ranking officials at the Winter Meeting, isn't it easy to take the imperial examination?"
"Stop talking. I didn't make this word, so how can I use it indiscriminately?"
The last sentence was said by Xu Yaochen.
As soon as Yi Ning squeezed out of the crowd, she saw Xu Yaochen snatching a booklet.
A classmate at the same table raised the booklet with an unhappy look on his face: "You grew up in poverty, and a few of us helped you a lot when you went to school. Now you are asked to do such a simple job, are you so coquettish?"
"I said it can't be used, but it just can't be used. Yao Chen is very grateful for your help, but this matter is not negotiable!"
Xu Yaochen's face turned red and he tried to persuade several classmates, "As an apology, I'll treat you to this meal!"
When Yi Ning heard this, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. He knew that this scholar didn't have much money.
"Such a stubborn boy."
Yi Ning laughed and complained, but walked up and shouted, "Brother Xu."
When Xu Yaochen heard the familiar voice, he was stunned on the spot and stopped snatching.
He suddenly turned around, and when he saw it was Yi Ning, he was overjoyed at first, and then lowered his head in shame: "Brother Yi laughed."
Several other people also followed Xu Yaochen's gaze and looked at Yi Ning.
Wearing a beast hat, a white robe, and carrying a bamboo bag, they don't seem to match the elegant occasion.
Yi Ning ignored the others and nodded to Xu Yaochen: "I was wandering here and happened to see Brother Xu, so I came over."
"Who is this person?" a classmate asked.
Xu Yaochen finally recovered from his embarrassment, stepped forward quickly, took Yi Ning's hand, and said proudly.
"He is the creator of that poem, the talented person I mentioned who is not seeking fame!"
