The world of film and television begins with the God of Medicine.

There was a group of soldiers standing at the gate of the city, as well as Yamen officials, one of whom maintained order, and the other of whom collected commercial taxes from selling goods into the city.

"Master Wang, I haven't seen you for a long time, but you are still so handsome and handsome." The cook bared his big yellow teeth, held his hands in greetings, and said auspicious words.

Wang Yan smiled and hit his chest with his hand: "I haven't seen you for a long time. You still don't look like a serious soldier. You are good at using words."

"The villain is a soldier. He is no better than the Imperial Army. I can raise my sword and scare people. It's not like I'm in the north risking my life. Haha, my life is good."

Xiao Juntou looked indifferent and still smiled.

What this man said was very true. Although the Xiang soldiers were local soldiers and their main job was to do engineering work, they still had to spend money to support them. It may not be possible to be a top soldier, but to be a low-level officer like this is relatively more advantageous. I don’t have a lot of money, but I have enough money to spend. I can eat meat for two or three days and drink every meal, and I can basically eat enough.

In the Song Dynasty, low-level officers such as redundant soldiers and redundant expenses were all occupied.

Wang Yan smiled and asked Xiao Dongliang to take out a piece of silver: "Brothers, please drink."

"Thank you, Master Wang, for the reward." Xiao Juntou took the silver and continued to bar his big yellow teeth.

Seeing Wang Yan nodding to them and leaving with the bouncing little book boy with his hands behind his back, a newcomer asked: "Who is this Young Master Wang?"

"The man from Wangjiazhuang in the south used to have a great reputation and was said to be the reincarnation of Wenquxing. Later, Mr. Wang and his wife died of illness, and Mr. Wang took over the family business. He was only fourteen years old at the time, had no relatives, and was watched by so many people. Not only did he keep the family business, he also did a lot better. Young Master Wang has not been out for a long time. Now he has passed the three-year period of filial piety. He will pass the exam this autumn and will become an official in the future. .”

Xiao Juntou threw the scattered silver in his hand and said with a smile: "You must be more polite when you see Master Wang in the future. There are so many young masters in Yangzhou City who are willing to say a few words to us idiots." It’s just Master Wang. Did you hear what Master Wang said? Invite brothers to drink! They treat us as human beings.

In the past, Master Wang kept his filial piety at home and rarely went out. Now that his filial piety period has expired, he will definitely go out to make friends in the future. We will have no shortage of wine from now on. Everyone, listen up, don't drink wine for free, listen to Master Wang's instructions, and don't be a wolf. "

"Don't worry, brothers are all aware of it."

Nodding with satisfaction, the little military leader threw the money to his trusted subordinates: "Go and buy two chickens, brothers, have some to drink tonight. Damn it, there's a bird in your mouth..."

The scene inside Yangzhou City is more lively than outside the city. Compared with villages, the buildings in the city are naturally more distinctive, and there are more pedestrians on the streets. Because the economy was booming at this time, there were a lot of cars and horses coming and going, and the hustle and bustle of one group was another feeling.

After the rise of the Jin Kingdom, this place was the border of the Southern Song Dynasty for a long time, and famous generals such as Yue Fei and Han Shizhong fought here. As long as you think about the scene a hundred years from now, and then compare it with the present, the contradiction will emerge. Looking at the picturesque market in front of you, it will also add to the three-point feeling.

Wang Yan walked with his hands behind his back, wandering around Yangzhou city aimlessly. The little book boy jumped beside him, and the silent groom followed behind.

Unknowingly, I wandered into the market. There are people who practice stalls here, and there are also people who open shops. There are cheap ones and there are expensive ones.

Just at this moment, a scholar in the distance stared at Wang Yan for a long time, then walked over in a few steps: "Brother Ziyan?"

"Brother Jingshu, I haven't seen you for a long time. You still look like you." Wang Yan smiled and cupped his hands, glancing at the girl behind him.

This man's name is Liu Yun, whose courtesy name is Jingshu. She is thin and looks feminine. He is four years older than Wang Yan. He has taken many state exams and is a serious player. Correspondingly, the family conditions are good, and the family of a businessman is not comparable to Wang Yan, who has only one silk shop and one herbal medicine shop in the city. He has been rich for several generations.

Seeing the look in Wang Yan's eyes, Liu Yun smiled. He went out to spend money to pick up girls. Isn't it a romantic scholar?

He smiled and said: "We got together the day before yesterday, and we talked about you during the dinner. If it hadn't been for a sudden change, it would be impossible for brother Ziyan to become an official. Since the period of filial piety has passed, brother Ziyan will definitely end up in the autumn exam, right?"

"Try your luck." Wang Yan nodded with a smile, "How about Brother Jingshu?"

“I’m the one who really tries my luck.”

Liu Yun's words were very natural, and his mentality was there. After all, he had senior qualifications for the imperial examination. He also likes to make friends and participate in poetry gatherings. His family also spends money to study in the academy. It is because of his wide network of friends that he has great status in the world.

Having sent away batch after batch of good brothers, he is the most popular star in Yangzhou's state examination every year. After the exam, people paid attention to whether he passed the exam or not. Before the exam, people want to socialize with him to get some good luck, and he has a certain role as a mascot.

He waved his hand carelessly and said, "Brother Ziyan hasn't shown up for a long time. Do you know who the current magistrate is?"

"Who is it?" Wang Yan complimented very thoughtfully.

Liu Yun was indeed happy and looked like I knew you didn't know, so I'll tell you openly.

"It's Ouyang Drunkard who just took office at the beginning of the year. I, the Yangzhou scholars, are all admiring his style and vying to see him. Last month, Ouyang Drunkard visited the academy to give lectures. I still remember him vividly when I think about it. Among them I'm afraid Ziyan won't be able to feel the taste. But it's not a big deal. Your period of filial piety has passed and you have been in seclusion for three years. You must have a good plan in mind. If you hang out with me recently, you will definitely be able to see the drunkard's style again."

Ouyang Zuiweng, when these four words are put together, the first thing that comes to mind must be 'Chuzhou is surrounded by mountains'. Its southwest peaks and forest ravines are particularly beautiful. Those who look at things with awe-inspiring yet profound beauty are called Langya...those who can enjoy themselves when drunk and can describe them in writing when awake are called prefects. Who does the governor call? Luling Ouyang Xiuye. '

This is a horrifying memory that has been dominated by the ancients for thousands of years when I was a student. The Chuji Mountains are also, uh... its southwest... uh... the peaks... I can't recite the first sentence, and at first glance I am reciting the text from the Internet cafe. Already...

Ouyang Xiu was recovering from frustration at this time, because Fan Zhongyan's reform, also known as the Qingli New Deal, was strongly opposed by conservatives or vested interest groups, which then triggered a crony dispute. Fan Zhongyan and other reformists were accused As a "party member", Ouyang Xiu's famous work "Theory of Clique" was born.

Renzong could not withstand the fierce firepower of the counterattack and expelled Fan Zhongyan. The initiator and executor of the reform was expelled from Beijing. This was a sign of the failure of the reform. As a result, a bunch of reformist bigwigs were expelled one after another. Han Qi, Fu Bi, Du Yan, and Yu Jing were all expelled from Beijing and relegated to local places.

Ouyang Xiu was related to them. He knew Chuzhou first and then Yangzhou. The previous magistrate of Yangzhou was Han Qi.

I have to say that Yangzhou is a good place, and all the big shots have been here. In addition, Su Shi, who is only eleven years old this year and is still a broken boy, has also known Yangzhou.

Wang Yan said with a smile: "Brother Jingshu, could it be that he is confused? Since he said that I will definitely win the exam, why should I hang out with the drunkard in the hope of meeting him?"

The mascot was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile: "What Zi Yan said is true, true."

"Brother Jingshu, don't worry, I will definitely take the exam this autumn and you, Liu Jingshu, will be there."

"I'll lend you some good words."

Liu Yun didn't care himself and just let him go. The test is necessary. As for whether to lift it or not...it’s up to you whether to lift it or not. This mentality will definitely crush the Yangzhou scholars.

Wang Yan smiled and was about to express his good attitude towards the mascot when he saw a girl with big eyes and willow eyebrows walking not far away. She was wearing a splendid dress and walking dignifiedly, but there was a faint hint of a little girl jumping for joy. Behind her, there was a little girl, an old woman beside her, and two bodyguards.

"Brother Jingshu, do you know whose wife that is?"

Following Wang Yan's gaze, the mascot shook his head: "Yangzhou is a big city, and the lady lives in a boudoir. It must have been a long time before she got this opportunity to go out and play. I recognize many Yangzhou scholars, but I don't know that this one is from a wealthy family. The little lady. Could it be that Ziyan has taken a fancy to this little lady? Yes, it’s time for Ziyan to get married. Don’t be anxious, wait for three to five days, and I will be able to find out clearly."

"It's better for me, little brother, to do it myself."

"How?"

Before the mascot could figure out the situation, he saw Wang Yanren straightening up like a dog, smoothing some wrinkles on his clothes, and walked straight towards the little lady.

The mascot's eyes widened and he asked the little pillar who didn't know what to do: "Is your young master always like this?"

"My young master is in mourning at home and lives in seclusion."

"That's really romantic. I underestimated him before." The mascot murmured to himself.

A noble girl also needs to have eyes, and a scholar needs to be careful about being romantic. This kind of girl who looks like she comes from a wealthy family, most people will never have the guts to act like a gangster. After all, I can’t figure out the background and I can’t figure it out properly. An ordinary person in the market might not survive more than three days. Even if you are a scholar, it is of no use. It will bring trouble to the family. The best way for a scholar to be romantic is in a brothel.

So if you want to act like a gangster, you must have power and background.

Wang Dashan is just a rich man from the village. Why does he dare?

But I dare...

Wang Yan walked over with a smile, but was stopped by two young men who rushed up. The old woman and the young maid also looked wary. The young lady was not worried, but looked confused.

"You two don't need to worry, I don't mean any harm." Wang Yan smiled at the two young men with evil eyes, then raised his hands to the young lady and said, "My lord, Wang Yan, is eighteen years old and has fourteen-year-old parents. Both of them died of illness. They named themselves Ziyan and established a household. They live in Wangjiazhuang, ten miles outside the south city. They have a small amount of land to support the imperial examination. I dare to ask the girl's name and age. Can she get married?"

"You bastard! Drive away these roosters and dog thieves." The old woman waved her hand impatiently.

Wang Yan was still smiling at the young lady in the middle, but he quickly punched the two young men in the stomach respectively, and then lightly slashed their necks with two hand knives.

The pained screams of the two boys were beaten back into their stomachs. They could only cover their stomachs with one hand and bend over, and cover their necks with the other hand to cough. Their eyes were red and protruding, and veins appeared on their necks and foreheads. The pain is really unforgettable.

"Wang has no ill intentions, and he is not a prostitute as this aunt said. In fact, his parents died early and there was no one to take care of the marriage, so he had to fight for his own happiness. I just saw that the girl is very decent and beautiful, and she won my heart. I'm afraid. Today we say goodbye by mistake, there is a huge sea of ​​people, and there will never be another day to meet again.

I see that the girl is calm in situations, dressed luxuriously, and behaves well. She must be from a noble family. Although I have a small amount of land, I am completely different from the girl's family. However, the world is undecided and the future is unclear. Wang is not talented and claims to be very talented and learned. He may be able to pass the national examination this year, and he may be able to pass the exam next spring.

In order to avoid having the girl be married to someone else at that time, and to avoid going back home and tossing and turning with regrets for the rest of my life, I mustered up the courage to boldly ask him, and asked the girl to tell him frankly. I will visit my father-in-law tomorrow. "

The old woman didn't dare to speak at this time. Wang Yan called her aunt very politely, which was very embarrassing to her. Looking at the two boys who were bending over and coughing wildly, they heard Wang Yan's direct words and showed no intention of doing anything, so they didn't dare to speak.

As for the young lady...the young lady is already confused.

Every girl who has reached an age and is in a boudoir always has a lot of fantasies about the husband she will spend her whole life with in the future. Often they only meet a few times and then get married. Everything I know is from what others say.

Of course, this little lady also had a lot of imaginative thoughts, but she never thought that on such a rare day when she left her sister alone and went out to play, she would meet such a gentleman and speak arrogantly.

Yes, that's nonsense. It is arrogant to say that he passed the exam and passed the exam. He is directly promoting himself. What he means in his words is that he wants to marry her. It is even more arrogant.

But she felt very excited. For a moment, she was overwhelmed by Wang Yan's confidence.

She couldn't help but look at the smiling man in front of her seriously. He had an upright face, deep eyes, and was tall enough for her to look up. The smile on his face was just right, showing confidence and indifference, even if this situation could not be said to be pleasant. .

After such a long time, she saw that someone had been attracted by the two young men who were bent over in pain and started to watch the fun. She bowed and avoided Wang Yan's penetrating eyes: "Young Master Xie has taken a fancy to this little girl, who is the general magistrate of Yangzhou." The eldest daughter of Sheng Hong’s family…”

She paused her words, suddenly raised her head and looked at Wang Yan, pondered for a moment, and took a deep breath: "My little girl Sheng Hualan, she is fifteen years old and has not yet agreed to marry me. See you soon, young master."

This sentence was spoken very quickly and in a low voice. After saying it, he hurriedly said a blessing, his face was red, his head was buried, and he walked quickly past Wang Yan and left, regardless of whether others followed.

Wang Yan smiled and patted the two young men on the shoulders: "Follow me quickly and take good care of your girls."

The two held their stomachs and left sadly. This is especially true for the old woman and the little girl. The little girl is more courageous and dares to stare.

When they came to Wang Yan, who was watching the young lady go away with his hands behind his back, the mascot and the young lady came over and asked, "Zi Yan, can you ask me clearly?"

"Tongpan Sheng Hong."

"Ziyan is awesome. I admire you, brother. I admire you. Please prepare for the exam with peace of mind. Today, brother, I will create momentum with you and help Ziyan achieve good things."

"Brother Jingshu, please don't harm me. If you become so powerful, won't you offend the Sheng family? I will send a message today and visit you tomorrow. Let's talk to the Sheng family first, and we won't wait until later."

"Then you are wrong about my brother."

"Why?"

"Brother..." The mascot put his hands behind his back, looked up at the sky, and sighed melancholy, "I can't hold it in anymore..."

Xiao Dongliang's eyes widened, and his heart skipped a beat. He was so stupid, he was just talking nonsense, and he was still showing off. He had never seen such a shameless person.

"Master..." He puffed his mouth and gritted his teeth.

Wang Yan patted his little head and looked at the mascot with a smile: "Brother Jingshu doesn't need to keep it a secret for too long, just seven days."

"Is that what you said?"

"That's a deal!"

The mascot clapped his hands happily: "Zi Yan, after seven days, I will protect your name in Yangzhou, brother. You must prepare carefully for the exam. You can come to the academy where brother is located. If you fail in the exam..."

"Made people laugh about it for years."

"Then I will stop talking and take my leave."

Wang Yan smiled, the mascot was quite interesting, although maybe the mascot also wanted to see what he, Wang, meant and entertain each other.

"Master, this Mr. Liu is not a good person."

"why?"

"No secrets."

"But he clearly told us that he couldn't hold it in any longer."

Xiao Dongliang was angry here. Looking at the back of Liu Yun who left with the woman, his teeth itched with anger.

"Okay, it's no harm. Master, I just won the election. He made me famous, so I have to thank him." Wang Yan patted Xiao Dongliang's head again, "How is that little lady just now?"

"Good-looking, she looks kind, and she can be a mistress."

"How did you get it?"

"Just... I can see it..." Xiao Dongliang tried his best to think of how to see it...

Wang Yan laughed and started to sway slowly with his hands behind his back. This time I have a destination. I want to go to a herbal medicine store that is relatively close to me, check the accounts there, and write a greeting note by the way.

When visiting someone’s door, first deliver a name card. It’s due to the rules of the world. It’s not easy to just knock on the door...

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