In the clean and elegant courtyard, Yang Qing and Qin Mi sat opposite each other on stone benches, sipping tea.
It had been some time since he came to Shuhan, and Yang Qing still couldn't get used to the tea soup being made today. He roughly remembered the techniques of steaming green tea and frying green tea that were popular in later generations. He only roughly heated and dried the tea leaves and then added water to steep them. Although the taste was It's not the familiar taste of later generations, but it still has a refreshing fragrance. After Qin Mi drank it, he also felt that the previous method of making tea with onion, ginger and other seasonings was a waste of money. This old man also developed the "discarded water ear in the ditch" from the tea drinking method of adding seasonings to the tea saints of later generations. The exclamation resonates with time and space.
In the past few days, Qin Mi came here to pester Yang Qing every day. Yang Qing had no choice but to tell him everything he knew about Ci. No matter how much Qin Mi absorbed it, he would never be able to produce anything else. Something is coming.
Qin Mi was worthy of being praised by Chen Shou as a brilliant scholar. In just a few days, he had thoroughly studied what Yang Qing said about Ci, and even wrote several poems based on the few Ci words that Yang Qing only remembered Now, with Yang Qing's simple knowledge, several of the poems written by Mr. Zichi can be called top-grade.
"Mingzhi, I have gained a lot from your stay these days." Qin Mi lightly stroked his beard and said: "I also introduced this long and short sentence to a few friends, and they also admired the respected master. In a few days , I intend to prepare a few glasses of wine at home and invite a few old friends to come over and talk about it, just in time to promote the art of poetry to the world, so you can come and sit down."
"I am honored to be invited by you sir. I will definitely go there then." Yang Qing agreed with a smile.
"Also, I heard that Hu Bin from Chengdu County plans to recommend you to the imperial court? Are you interested in becoming an official?"
Yang Qing knew that on the day the Zhu Bayi case was solved, Qin Mi also communicated with Hu Bin, and they must have mentioned him. Therefore, what Qin Mi asked at this time must be to know his official thoughts, and he quickly said seriously "Exactly. Today the world is divided into three parts, the country is exhausted, the pseudo-Wei is raging in the Central Plains, Sun Wu is separatist in Jiangdong, and our Han Dynasty lives in Yizhou, the people are in danger of being overthrown, and the country is in danger of being overthrown. But this is also the time for men to make contributions and establish careers. Qing has studied under the masters since he was a child, and he thinks he has gained something, so he is also willing to contribute to the revival of the Han Dynasty, the unification of the world, and the peace of the people."
When Qin Mi heard these passionate words, he couldn't help but be moved by Yang Qing's confident expression for a moment. He could see that what the young man just said was sincere and he was confident. After all, these days He already knew that what Yang Qing knew was not limited to solving cases and writing. The more he talked with Yang Qing, the more he discovered that what this person knew was unfathomable. Therefore, in a daze at this moment, he seemed to see the figure of that person in Yang Qing, who was also so confident and calm.
After being thrown into prison by the late emperor, Qin Mi felt a little depressed. He once earnestly advised the late emperor not to conquer Wu, but he did not want the late emperor to fail in his eastern expedition. After all, he was still a loyal Han Dynasty official and treated the late emperor. This heroic lord has always been respected. Now that he has passed away and the country's vitality has declined greatly, with only Prime Minister Zhuge supporting him, can the Han Dynasty really be revived? This question has been lingering in Qin Mi's mind for these days, making him very depressed. He does not want the Yanhan Dynasty to die like this in four hundred years.
In the eyes of outsiders, Mr. Zichi has been focusing on mountains and rivers, drinking and banquets since he was released from prison, and living a happy and comfortable life. However, who would know that his ambition is not as broad-minded as it seems on the outside, and the restoration of the Han Dynasty is also the right thing to do. It was what he pursued, but in his opinion, the former Emperor Bin Tianhou had little hope for the prosperity of the Han Dynasty.
At this moment, Qin Mi looked at Yang Qing's bright, deep, and determined eyes, and couldn't help but feel inspired. He wondered whether he should agree to the Prime Minister's invitation to serve the court again. After all, he should be like the young man in front of him. Generally, people are full of confidence in the Han Dynasty. But before he leaves the mountain this time, he must recommend this Yang Langjun to the Prime Minister. Such a great talent will surely make the Prime Minister extremely happy.
Qin Mi made a decision in his heart and said calmly: "I understand."
When you understand something, you understand it? Yang Qing felt that he had said a lot of impassioned and passionate words, but the old man replied, but he really couldn't figure out his intention. Forget it, just let nature take its course.
"Where can I see Chang'an? It's full of beautiful scenery and buildings. How many things have happened through the ages? Long. The endless flow of the Yangtze River.
Guangwu has ten thousand pockets of horses, and the battle in Hebei has not ended. Who is the rival of the world's heroes? Cao Liu. Having a son should be like Sun Zhongmou. "
There was a clear sound of reciting from the simple yet elegant bedroom. This recently famous poem was read with great force. The woman sitting opposite put down the ingenious object in her hand and leaned over the desk with a smile. Zhuge Guo, who was writing on it, said, "Guo'er, you have read and re-read and written this poem over the past few days. Do you really like it so much?"
Zhuge Guo stopped writing and replied: "This poem is very well written. My mother also liked it very much. She even read it to me yesterday."
"Not only do I like it, but your master also greatly appreciated it after listening to it yesterday. After I finished reading it, he pondered for a long time." Huang Yueying recalled Zhuge Liang's expression faintly yesterday.
Zhuge Guo said: "Nowadays, the scholars in the city are reciting these poems, and it is also known to everyone that Yang Qing solved two murder cases. I don't know who Yang Qing is, a disciple taught by an expert. He can solve two murder cases." Murder case, and he has such high attainments in literature."
Huang Yueying shook her head and said: "It is said that his teacher did not allow him to tell outsiders about his teachings, and they did not know about Mr. Zi Chi. This son is gentle and talented, witty and elegant, and he is good at literature. He can be said to be a temporary talent. I heard A Lang said , Mr. Zichi has recommended Yang Qing to him."
Zhuge Guo now values Yang Qing's talents even more. Hearing that Qin Mi, a civil servant from Yizhou, recommended him to his lord, he asked curiously: "What do you think, lord?"
Huang Yueying naturally knows what her daughter is thinking. In fact, she is also ordinary in her heart. She only hopes that the talented people in the court can share the worries of her husband. Now that she has found a young talent, she is also happy and said with a smile: "I have already expressed my feelings for this Yang Lang." The emperor's talent was not underestimated, but Qin Ziqi's praise for Yang Langjun reached a higher level. He said that he was proficient in astronomy, geography, culture, politics, military and peasants, and said that he had the qualities of a general. The talents and tools of a prime minister are beyond comparison. I don’t know if it is an exaggeration or if it is true? Mr. Zichi also suggested that Alang recruit Yang Qing to go to the prime minister’s house to take the exam himself. "
Zhuge Guo was surprised to hear that Qin Mi praised Yang Qing so much, and asked eagerly: "What do you say, sir?"
"Alang agreed, saying that such a talented person would not be left in the wild." Huang Yueying paused, took a sip of water, and continued: "It's just that you have to wait until you have been busy for the past few days before you have time. After all, Deng Shangshu has returned with the Soochow envoy, and re-establishing an alliance with Soochow is the top priority at the moment."
Zhuge Guo knew the priorities, but she had always been very independent. At this moment, she had some calculations in her heart. She approached her mother and held Huang Yueying's hands and said, "Mom, sir, he doesn't have time to spare at the moment. Why don't we go and take a look first?" Weigh Yang Qing’s details?”
"This..." Huang Yueying felt that this was not impossible. She had heard a lot about Yang Qing recently, and she was also very interested in this young man. She agreed: "Okay, it's all up to you."
Yang Qing has been very annoyed these days. Ever since he came back from the banquet at Qin Mi's house that day, people have come to see him every three days, either asking him for poetry or inviting him to a party. Although it has always been his plan to become famous now, he himself is still lazy and indifferent, and he is unwilling to attend these occasions unless necessary.
But there was nothing he could do. The current situation forced him to do this. Fortunately, his efforts these days were not in vain. Qin Mi brought good news yesterday. Prime Minister Zhuge wanted to see him and asked him to prepare in the past few days. Yang Qing was very excited when he heard the news. It seemed that the day when he officially entered the Three Kingdoms War was not far away, and more importantly, although he could spend these days with Xia Houyue, Li Yu, Qin Mi, etc. He drinks casually, but if he doesn't find a job, he really doesn't have much money. If others know that Yang Mingzhi, who is famous in the capital, is so short of money that he can't afford to eat, wouldn't it make people laugh.
So Yang Qing is now shouting sincerely in his heart: Prime Minister, you must see me as soon as possible.
