Great Wei scholar

He just took a step, and suddenly, Xu Qingxiao turned around again.

"character."

"The teacher asked you something."

When Xu Qingxiao opened her mouth, she seemed a little mysterious.

"What's wrong? Teacher?"

Li Fan was a little curious, wondering why Xu Qingxiao suddenly called them back?

"Are there any more powerful firecrackers than this one?"

Xu Qingxiao asked.

"Yes, yes, there is one as big as this, but it is too expensive, one tael of silver, we add up to only a few taels, so we can only buy some small firecrackers to play with."

Hearing this, Li Fan immediately replied excitedly, and even described the size of firecrackers to Xu Qingxiao.

Judging by Li Fan's description, it is indeed quite big, and it costs one tael of silver, so you get what you pay for.

At that moment, Xu Qingxiao took out a bank note, the amount was not small, 500 taels of silver, and directly handed it to Li Fandao.

"The teacher entrusted you with one thing, and you have to do it well."

"Bring all the courageous friends from the Duke's Mansion and the capital to buy firecrackers, buy as many as you can, and don't be afraid of not having enough money."

"Today is the New Year's Day, so the teacher will tolerate you having fun. If you run out of money, go to the Peach Blossom Temple and find someone to get the money, and say that I asked you to come and get it."

"However, Kyoto is already busy. You need to find a quieter place to play firecrackers. Do you know where is the quietest?"

Xu Qingxiao said, asking Li Fan at the same time.

"Thank you teacher, thank you teacher."

"But, be quiet?"

"Teacher, where are you talking about? I really don't know where it is quiet."

When they heard that Xu Qingxiao gave money and let them buy those big firecrackers, the [-] or [-] brats became excited one by one.

Excited to death, just don't know where to be quiet.

"Great Weiwen Palace."

"You don't know yet?"

"You take people with you to the Great Wei Wen Palace, and set off firecrackers at the gate of the Great Wei Wen Palace, and play however you want."

"If someone beats you, you throw firecrackers into it. If you dare to bully you, you report to the officials, saying that people from Wen Palace bully children."

"Go back and tell your parents, remember, if they chase, you run away, if they stop chasing, you continue to shoot firecrackers."

"I really caught you, so hurry up and call the adults over, do you hear me?"

Xu Qingxiao said very seriously.

Li Fan became even more excited when he heard this, he was so fucking nervous.

And if you think about it, the Great Wei Palace is very quiet on weekdays, even during the New Year's Day.

This group of scholars are usually very rigid. It is indeed exciting to set off firecrackers in front of their house.

"Okay, teacher, the students know, the students will call someone now."

Li Fan said excitedly.

"Okay, go, play as late as you want, but remember, don't fall, and don't hurt yourself."

"If you want to go back late, just tell your parents, I allow you to play later today, but don't go to the Great Weiwen Palace, let alone the teacher's order."

"Understood?"

Xu Qingxiao patted Li Fan's head and said.

"Understand, understand, teacher, don't worry, I won't confess to you even if I die."

Li Fan smiled brightly, and Xu Qingxiao also smiled.

For one thing, the Great Wei Wengong had to bear it.

Secondly, this brat turned around and was arrested by the great Confucians of the Wen Palace. According to the methods of the Wei Wen Palace gang, he would definitely not be beaten, and he would definitely not be able to escape if he was punished for copying the sage's books for one day.

This is also good, kill two birds with one stone, one is to educate these brats, second is to disgust the Wei Wengong, and third, these brats will probably hate those rotten scholars.

Three birds with one stone.

oops.

Beautiful.

After watching dozens of Li Fan run away, Xu Qingxiao also walked towards West Street.

It's two quarters.

It was the busiest time on West Street. The entire West Street was lined with restaurants decorated with lanterns and festoons. There were many jugglers, literati, and vendors hawking.

The tea tables in the restaurant were all moved downstairs, a group of people ate and drank, laughing constantly at each other, and many people were also talking about today's events, and a few ordinary people imitated today's events in a decent manner.

After Xu Qingxiao appeared, everyone was surprised. No one expected Xu Qingxiao to come.

At this moment, people didn't even watch the juggling or listen to the books, and all bowed to Xu Qingxiao.

"I'll pay my respects to Master Xu."

The voice was loud, and many people in the restaurant got up, and looked out of the window one after another, looking at Xu Qingxiao.

There are men and women, and many women are even more excited, calling friends to see Xu Qingxiao together.

And some scholars even shouted loudly: "I have seen Xu Ru."

To show my respect.

"You are welcome."

"Welcome to the new year, there is no distinction today, everyone, don't do this, keep playing and drinking."

Xu Qingxiao smiled, and bowed back to everyone.

Such a modest performance also attracted applause from the common people.

All of a sudden, the atmosphere became joyful again.

"Xu Ru, would you like to write a poem for this kind of festival?"

"Yes, yes, Xu Ru, at this time, you write a poem to help out."

"Not to mention, Xu Ru, if you write a poem, today's New Year's Day will be even more lively."

On the West Street, many voices rang out, and someone raised his head, wanting Xu Qingxiao to compose a poem to celebrate the festival.

Following the yelling of some scholars, all of a sudden, many people also opened their mouths.

On a festive day, it would be better to write a poem.

Some people even sent pens and ink directly, looking forward to Xu Qingxiao's poems.

Hear the words of the people.

Xu Qingxiao smiled, it was indeed a happy festival, which made people feel happy, Xu Qingxiao did feel the joy of everyone, so he was willing to write a poem.

"Since this is the case, this Confucianist will make a fool of himself."

Xu Qingxiao spoke.

Then he picked up the brush and wrote on the white paper.

All of a sudden, in the West Street, many talented scholars, beauties, or ordinary people all looked at Xu Qingxiao.

"The sound of firecrackers marks the end of the year, and the spring breeze brings warmth into Tusu."

"Thousands of thousands of households always exchange new peaches for old talismans."

Xu Qingxiao wrote slowly, this poem did not have any deep meaning, it was just a celebration of the festival.

It can be regarded as a poem for the occasion.

It's just that after Xu Qingxiao wrote the pen, the words on the paper jumped out directly, turning into gold letters, shining above the sky.

It's not a famous poem through the ages, but a very special kind of poem, not weaker than the Zhenguo poems, but not as good as the famous poems through the ages, but because of the blessing of the New Year's Eve, this poem is different.

A massive amount of talent poured into the capital of the Great Wei Dynasty like a spring breeze, making people feel inexplicably warm.

"Okay! Xu Ru is a great talent."

"The poetry is extraordinary, Xu Ru is really a peerless talent."

"A random poem is better than Zhenguo poetry. Although this poem is not a poem of the ages, it is better than the poems of the ages."

"The sound of firecrackers marks the end of the year, and the spring breeze brings warmth into Tusu. Well, well, the fine Tusu wine in this hand should also be famous for it."

"As expected of Xu Ru, he is the one we can't catch up with."

"Master Xu is really handsome."

"Such a son is hard to find in the whole world. Unfortunately, it is impossible for the slave family to have anything to do with Master Xu in this lifetime."

"Forget it, I might still have a chance."

Follow the poems.

It has attracted praise from countless people.

Xu Qingxiao didn't care about this, but had fun with the people.

He entered the tavern, ordered a jug of wine, and got drunk with everyone.

Coming to the street, watching juggling with the people, taking the lead in applauding, is also generous.

Drink a jug of wine by a jug of wine.

In the end, the major restaurants had people waiting at the door, so that Xu Qingxiao would not come in to buy wine, and they all brought out high-quality wine.

Xu Qingxiao was happy from the beginning, until now, the whole person seems very happy.

How to relieve worries, only good wine.

Xu Qingxiao didn't drink much, but when he became interested, the wine was more mellow than before.

Along the way, Xu Qingxiao didn't know how much he drank, anyway, dozens of jugs of wine couldn't escape.

Xu Qingxiao's free and easy manner also made the common people even happier.

In the end, every household sent fine wine, hoping that Xu Qingxiao would taste it.

At the Taiping Poetry Club, Xu Qingxiao drank three thousand wines, everyone can clearly remember that, everyone knows that Xu Qingxiao loves wine.

So usually everyone will treasure some, for fear that this kind of thing will happen one day.

Today, Xu Qingxiao is having fun with the people, which naturally attracts many people. People and literati from East Street, South Street, and North Street heard that Xu Qingxiao is in West Street, and they all came here one by one.

I want to witness with my own eyes the demeanor of the new Marquis of Great Wei.

And in the street.

Xu Qingxiao drank a pot of wine, her face was a little drunk, but her mind was extremely happy.

At the end, Xu Qingxiao stretched her waist and couldn't help but read the poem.

"Dapeng rises with the same wind in one day and soars up to [-] miles."

"If the wind breaks down, it will still be able to shake but the water will be swept away."

……

boom.

After Xu Qingxiao's poems were finished, all kinds of visions emerged in an instant, and talents were like a sea, gathered above the sky, turning into spring breeze, warming people's hearts.

through the ages.

through the ages.

This is a famous poem through the ages. The previous one was a poem for the occasion, but this one is not a poem for the occasion. It is a genuine poem for the ages.

The common people were excited, clenching their fists, seeing Xu Qingxiao's brilliant performance, how could they not be excited and not happy?How could he not admire the new Marquis?

Another jug ​​of wine.