I am the leader of the capital

Jin Dingfa on the side of the small table sniffed it, and said firmly, "I smell the smell of mutton, and the smell of the meat being roasted over charcoal fire. It must be roast mutton."

"Huh? You guessed it right. I think it's delicious, so I brought some for you." Yun Bailing happily reached out to open the oiled paper bag he brought.

"Give you."

"this is for you."

A girl in pink with a small cloth bag on her back gave out the roasted mutton to others, and even the stall owner next to her got a bunch, laughing with joy.

Seeing that it was already lunch time, Bai Lianhua, who looked around but was not too far away from Yun Musheng, clasped her fists at them and said, "It's already noon, and you guys still have to hurry in the afternoon, should we find someone else?" place for lunch?"

After a while of discussion, Bai Lianhua took a few people and set off to the most expensive restaurant in Yun Yusheng's mouth, not looking for the best food.

Although Yunyue City is very big, the small news spread faster. Soon, people everywhere said that Yunyue City has a group of young people who are not rich enough to describe, and even a small bodyguard with them dares to use The scabbard slapped the faces of several young masters of the Yan Mansion.

The young masters of the Yan family, who usually stand behind the Yan mansion and the King of Zhennan, have a bad reputation and are used to being arrogant and domineering. Many people in the city complained about them, but they really couldn't afford to offend them, so they put up with it. This time several young masters of the Yan Mansion were humiliated, and I don't know how many people clapped their hands and applauded.

When a group of people from Yun Musheng walked into the largest restaurant in Yunyue City, the shopkeeper who had been happily chatting with people a moment ago about the rumor that the young masters of the Yan family had lost face, heard the waiter of the restaurant running to ask him what he said. When a group of people came to the restaurant, how did they entertain them? All of a sudden, their facial features wrinkled together.

After much deliberation, the shopkeeper decided to let the head of the restaurant to receive them. If he continued to serve as usual, a group of people in Yun Tomb would be unhappy that the restaurant had underestimated them; If you get beaten up by that little bodyguard, you will lose your face just like the young masters of the Yan family.

During the meal, Bai Lianhua said to go out to see if there was anything else she wanted to remind, and then wandered around outside. Ren Yun's tomb yelled that she would not serve the table, and then ran to the lobby to spend her pitiful wages to order a white meal. The rice was served with some juice for lunch, and Yun Qianyu asked the waiter to bring him two dishes after seeing it outside the door.

Bai Lianhua's life creed is to be a mixed bag, but she must recognize her own position, and no matter whether she is favored or disgraced, she must put her position rightly. She should not be proud when she is favored, and she should have a backbone when she is humiliated.

After the meal, Bai Lianhua rented a painting boat with a few people, and took a good swim in Yunyue City. The culture of Yunyue City is all placed on the river. Bai Lianhua would lie on the riverside and watch it when she was very young. Luxurious and gorgeously decorated boats have been seen year after year.

Later, after being picked up by the old hall master Li Yuanmao to the Escort Bureau, he still likes to take a walk around Yunhe and Yuehe whenever he has free time, but he has never had the chance to come up to take a look.

The white lotus has lost the desire of childhood, leaning on the pillar and staring blankly at the water surface, the water surface reflects the beautiful scenery on the shore, the faint ripples make the scenery a little illusory, the young man suddenly realizes that his 20 years of life seem to be recorded in the It's in the river.

When he returned to Caiduoduo Escort, Yun Musheng said that the white lotus is good. Seeing that Yun Musheng was in a good mood, the hall master Li Yuanmao grinned with joy.

When the group of people set off again, Bai Lianhua was telling the bodyguards and bodyguards of the bodyguard bureau how she slapped the young masters of the Yan Mansion, how she swam on the most expensive boat, and then took out her saber to a group of people. People pass it on.

One of the guards didn't believe it. After asking around in the street, he came back and paid homage to the white lotus. He almost knelt down and kowtowed. The spiritual sustenance of half a teenager.

A group of gorgeously dressed young people left Yunyue City, but there are still stories about them in the city.

……

Dreaming of Yangzhou every ten years, Yangzhou is like a city in a dream.

Under the moonlight, Yangzhou City is brightly lit, where the light shines brightly, and where the moonlight shines is dreamy.

Qiu Chan left the capital by himself in a small boat, seeing all the morning glow, sunset glow and bright moon along the way, at noon when the sun was high and at night without stars and moon, young people would get into the small cabin on the boat to meditate and practice. Although the boat is slightly slower than the horse, the boat does not need to rest and can travel day and night.

The small boat stopped at a wharf beside the Yunhe River in Yangzhou City. The slender Qiu Chan got off the small boat, watching the smooth bluestone slabs on the ground flickering and dimming under the lights, and listening to the shouts and laughter all over the street. Suddenly, I found that every brick and stone in this Yangzhou city also exudes a pleasant smell of fireworks.

It is different from Qingling City's fresh taste of mountains and waters, and Yunyue City's thick and heavy civil and military rhyme. It is not the glorious scene of the capital, but pure singing and dancing. Dreaming of Yangzhou every ten years is really a good place to get drunk and dream of dying."

"Look."

After someone yelled, the world suddenly became quiet, and the noise disappeared neatly as if cut off by a knife. In the melodious flute and zither, insects could even be heard. Reservations shine on Yangzhou city.

After a short period of silence, the city fell into a hysterical roar. The young man looked up by the moonlight, and saw the woman in white dancing lightly on the tall building. He knew why the whole city was quiet, and why the whole city was boiling up.

The moonlight penetrated the woman's veil and fell on this bustling street. The first son of the capital, who was full of obsession, lost his mind in an instant, and muttered to himself: "It's nothing more than a country and a city."

The woman stepping lightly on the glazed tiles amidst the noise and sometimes leaping under the moonlight did not change at all. She didn't seem to be dancing for the ordinary people downstairs who raised their heads, so it didn't matter what the ordinary people were amazed by, and just danced quietly alone. , Like a crane, like a snow lotus, untainted by everything in the world.

Looking at such a scene, the crowd's first reaction was beauty, and the second reaction was how to record it. They quickly found a scholar among the crowd who was going to Beijing for the exam. The scholar was dressed in commoner clothes. Although his family was poor, he had a good reputation. In particular, many poor families prefer to show their children his poems.

The scholar's name is Zhao Fujin, who came from a bad background. For several generations, he has been an old farmer who faces the loess and his back to the sky. The word rich gold is the greatest expectation for children.

Perhaps it was because of his poetic spirit, although he was wearing coarse cloth and simple clothes, Zhao Fujin was full of nobleness, even if he put two more patches on his clothes, he would definitely not be despised go.

In the past two years, many common people have been waiting for his imperial examination this year. I don't know when it started, every imperial examination champion in the empire has been the son of the rich and powerful, which made the common people lose their face.

However, people did not suspect that the scientific examinations were cheating for personal gain, and their grades were false; after all, the education received by the rich and powerful’s children was not something that ordinary people could afford. Little dignitaries of teaching.

And when the talented Zhao Fujin appeared in the public eye, not to mention the poor, even the common people were inexplicably excited, perhaps because they were dissatisfied with the better education that the children of rich families could receive.

Everyone except the small group of dignitaries was expecting him to win the championship in one fell swoop, to end the embarrassing situation in which talented scholars from aristocratic families monopolized the number one spot for decades, and to deal a severe blow to the arrogance of some dignitaries who open their mouths to say that the poor are not naturally good at civil and martial arts.

"Master Zhao."

"Civilian talent, please help us write a poem and record it."

"Yes, yes."

Zhao Fujin wanted to decline, but after seeing the eager eyes of a group of people, he still agreed.

Looking at the young people surrounded by the crowd, Qiu Chan frowned. He remembered that he had never hated these common names, but this time he had the idea of ​​fighting for some reason. There happened to be a huge boulder beside him, so after a little thought The fingers are the knife, and the internal force is the front.

Debris fell from the boulder, and a poem slowly took shape.

"Jade Qin Tower"

The beautiful jade in the world looks at Qin Tower, the water is crystal clear, the sand is bright and the shadow is soft.

The bright moon in the world is at twelve points, and at nine points it only shines on Yangzhou City.

The talented scholar in commoner clothes not far away just uttered a sentence: "People jump on high buildings, dancing with long sleeves." Then they heard the noise not far away, and when they turned their heads, they saw an extremely handsome young man who had already made a pose on the stone. Poetry, before I read the poem carefully, my eyes are attracted by the word Qiu Chan on the far left, and it must be the same for other people.

Qiu Chan, the most prestigious young man in the capital, Zhao Fujin, a talented commoner who came to Beijing for the exam, naturally wanted to meet him, he was gentle and handsome, and it happened that his interest in composing poems was interrupted by the noise. It's better to look at Qiu Chan's on-the-spot poems that everyone took for granted after winning the champion, but no one congratulated him in the end, so I looked carefully at the poems on the huge stone.

First of all, the characters are like flowing clouds and flowing water. Zhao Fujin is not surprised. I have seen Mr. Qiu’s characters from friends in the same town before. Qiu Chan’s characters are always full of a kind of breath like mountains, rivers and clouds. This is also the same as Qiu Chan’s 22 years but not yet. The life trajectory of entering the court as an official is consistent.

Zhao Fujin looked at the title of the poem first, "Yu Qin Lou", which is in line with the present despite being ordinary.

"The beautiful jade in the world looks at Qin Lou, and the water is crystal clear and the sand is bright and soft." Looking at the first two sentences, the commoner man smiled lightly: "Is this beautiful jade comparing yourself or praising others? Or are you confident that you two are precious jade?" ?”

"Twelve points of the bright moon in the world, nine points alone shines on Yangzhou City." Seeing the last two sentences, Zhao Fujin applauded lightly, and turned his head to see the woman in white lightly tapping on the glazed tile like a bird's wing, flying in the air. Stepping on it twice, he walked towards the tall building next to him like a flying fairy, where several young people gathered in the corridor, and a handsome young man just put away his jade flute.

There are countless people gathered under this tall building near the water, while they are busy looking at the beautiful woman upstairs, and at the same time they are busy looking at what the living Qiu Chan looks like. Qiu Chan breaks through the bustling crowd and goes to that building. People On the contrary, he was very happy to go forward, who wouldn't want to see the most famous talent in the world meet that fairy who is not like a mortal.