Qin Xiang

Ying Zheng was in a better mood, and even hummed a little tune.Whenever he hums unconsciously, there is always only this little tune, and he doesn't feel bored when he turns it upside down.It's just that I didn't expect to have a companion for this self-entertainment, and the crisp voice was added, which made Ying Zheng's ditty even more unsingable and out of tune.

Ying Zheng suppressed the involuntary tremor in his throat and stopped humming.Therefore, he would rather be high-spirited than be beaten to pieces.

After Gan Luo sang the whole piece, he sighed unsatisfactorily: "I didn't expect you to know this Zhao Guo's horse racing tune."

Although Gan Luo and Ying Zheng have not yet experienced the voice change period, it is obvious that Gan Luo's voice is clearer and clearer, like a gurgling stream, humming a passionate horse racing tune to make the song a little more lively and agile.

Ying Zheng immediately denied it: "How can I know this kind of folk tune, I just heard it once in a while when I was a child, and I still have some impressions." His subtext is that I will definitely not be out of tune when humming, but I just can't remember it clearly.

This is definitely not the case. When Ying Zheng was in Zhao State, he lived with his mother Zhao Ji. Zhao Ji often hummed a horse racing tune to lull Ying Zheng to sleep. It can even be said that this tune was the warmest memory of his childhood.

"So that's how it is. My mother is from the country of Zhao. She once sang the tune of horse racing. I thought the tune was very cheerful, so I learned it. But it was all four or five years ago, and I can't remember the tune clearly." gone."

Yingzheng: "..." After many years, Yingzheng finally tasted the feeling of Yu'er's heartbreak back then. There is a scumbag who is a god of learning by his side, and I really can't afford to be hurt.Fortunately, Yingzheng does not need to endorse or become a scholar, but directly becomes the manager of the country.

The deeply shocked Ying Zheng stopped talking and quietly watched Gan Luo busy.After finally washing away the smell of alcohol all over his body, Gan Luo threw a dry handkerchief on Ying Zheng's head and said, "It's finished, wipe it off yourself."

No matter how Ying Zheng tried to persuade him to stay, Gan Luo made up his mind to find another room to live in, which made Ying Zheng's win-win plan come to nothing.

When it was almost dusk, everyone came to the courtyard again.What I didn't expect was that Xun Qing and others didn't go because Xun Qing brought a new guest.

Because of Xun Qing's unique status, Lu Buwei prepared the most spacious and comfortable room for him.The decoration of the house is also painstaking, mainly simple and elegant, and there are many bamboo slips for people. He is a businessman, but he is more worried about being looked down upon by scholars, so no matter where he lives, he has never decorated it too luxuriously.

Gan Luo's residence is much smaller than Xun Qing's. Originally, Xun Qing wanted to change rooms with him, but he firmly refused.The hottest day in summer is the afternoon. Gan Luo slept soundly, and the maid fanned him, and he woke up refreshed.

"Guest, please drink plum juice." The maid played the fan all afternoon, but as if she was tireless, she dressed and put on shoes for Gan Luo.

"No, I'll do it myself. Thank you sister for playing the fan for me. I said that I don't feel hot at all after falling asleep." Gan Luo's family is in the middle of nowhere. They did it all by themselves, and they are not used to being treated so attentively by the maid.

The maid covered her mouth and smiled lightly, "This is what a servant should do, and there is nothing to thank."

Gan Luo blushed, bowed his head and put on his shoes silently.

"Gan Luo!" Ying Zheng shouted, startling Gan Luo, "We should go out, it's impolite to keep those masters waiting for a long time."

Gan Luo replied: "You go by yourself, Ah Qing and I won't go, there are guests coming."

Ying Zheng grabbed Gan Luo's hand and wanted to go with Gan Luo to meet the new guest.Gan Luo really couldn't refuse, so he could only take this man with him.Under the guidance of the maid, the two had to pass through a bamboo forest to reach Xun Qing's residence.

Before arriving, the two saw the figures of Xun Qing, Wei Liao and others.Apart from a few familiar people, there is also a strange figure from the back, who must be the guest who came from afar.From the back view alone, the guest was dressed in blue linen, tall and tall, as if he was an elf incarnated from this bamboo forest, vigorous and upright.Neither overly stout nor overly thin.

"Oh, Master Gan is here." Xun Qing pointed, and the stranger finally turned around.

At that glance, the years were amazed.

Ying Zheng could still keep his composure, but the innocent Gan Luo blushed directly, making people worry whether his face would burst in the next second.

The guest was no longer young, the corners of his eyes were covered with fine lines, and even the long hair that was tied casually had a lot of gray hair.But he is like ancient jade with brilliance and restraint, time is ruthless, but he will not take away his love for him.Gan Luo knows what a real handsome man is, and what is a real literary spirit.

There are tens of thousands of people in the world, each with their own aesthetics, but when they see this person's appearance, they will all praise him in unison.There is no trace of femininity in that beauty, only the handsomeness and heroism of a man.The fine lines at the corners of the eyes and the white hair at the temples gave this man a melancholy aura, which made people sigh.

"Ah Qing, this, this is..." Gan Luo asked stammeringly.

"This is the guest I invited, Song Yu." Xun Qing smiled and turned into a chrysanthemum. He was originally a kind-hearted old man, but when he stood beside Song Yu, he was compared to a dog's tail grass on the side of the road.Xun Qing also introduced Song Yu, "Brother Song, this is the young master I worshiped after I came to Qin. The other one is the son of Marquis Wenxin (Lu Buwei)."

"Ah Qing, I'm sorry, I brought my eldest brother here without your permission." Gan Luo finally found his tongue and explained to Xun Qing.He secretly thought in his heart that such a fairy-like figure, with a single name of "Jade", really couldn't be more appropriate.

Of course Xun Qing didn't care about this trivial matter, and said: "It's a great pleasure to have friends coming from afar, so what does it matter if there is one more person?"

"Look dumbfounded?" Wei Liao slapped Gan Luo on the back of the head, and Ying Zheng felt relieved. He wanted to take a picture a long time ago, isn't it just a man, there is nothing to see.

"Uncle Song is really good-looking."

"That's not true, this is the most beautiful man in the world. You have to pay more attention. Going out is also a source of conversation. Your Uncle Song will give you any belongings, and you can make a lot of women's money by selling them. As soon as Wei Liao said, Gan Luo really looked at it very seriously, and every time he looked at it, he found it pleasing to the eye, and he wished to turn this person into a doll and keep it for collection.

"Wei Liao, don't make fun of me, I'm an old man now." Song Yu said jokingly.As soon as he opened his mouth, Gan Luo was stunned again, and Song Yu's voice was also extremely pleasant, like a ring ring, deep and quiet.

"If you're old like you are, wouldn't old man Xun and I become wilted old melons?"

"You say you can forget about it, why pull me? I have already recognized the reality, no matter when, as long as Song Yu is around, that woman's eyes will be focused on him, and you can't be jealous .” Xun Qing shook his head helplessly, “Be careful to offend Ayu, he can make you notorious with just one stroke of a pen.”

The three friends were at each other's throats, quarreling with each other with great joy.Wei Liao suddenly asked Gan Luo, "Luo Er, do you know why Song Yu's pen is so powerful?"

Gan Luo replied uncertainly: "Does Uncle Song write cursing articles?"

The three elders who were over fifty years old laughed, and even the melancholy in Song Yu's eyes became shallow.Gan Luo was even more confused, tilting his head and waiting for their explanation,

"Song Yu doesn't swear, but the articles he writes are even worse than swearing." Wei Liao said mysteriously, but he just didn't reveal the answer.

"Have you ever heard of the name 'Dengtuzi'?" Xun Qing couldn't see Wei Liao like this, and directly explained Gan Luo's doubts.

Gan Luo nodded: "Isn't it a lustful person, I've heard of it."

Xun Qing continued: "Back then, Dengtuzi slandered the king of Chu and slandered Song Yu. Your Uncle Song directly presented a song "Dengtuzi's Lustful Fu", which not only confessed himself, but also made Dengtuzi a lustful person from now on. It is really notorious, and it is known to all the Seven Kingdoms."

"No, I didn't know that he was notorious, and it will last forever." Song Yu said with a smile that sent a chill down the spine, "Your and my articles will definitely be circulated for a long time. As long as my Fu is still read, they will read it." I know that Dengtuzi is a lustful person."

Song Yu's words were full of confidence.If Yu'er were here, she would definitely admire Song Yu.Because after more than 2000 years, even if you haven't read "Dengtuzi's Lustful Fu", you still know that Dengtuzi is a term for cursing people and perverts.

"So, I would rather offend the villain than the literati, because the pen of the literati is too powerful, and the persecution of the villain will only make your reputation better." Wei Liao finally came to a conclusion. Think about it and digest what you just learned.

Ying Zheng scoffed at this, he will be the person with the highest status in the future, what qualifications do those lowly literati have to judge him?At worst, just order those literati not to mention themselves when writing articles.Obviously, Ying Zheng is also a very proud person, and he is very confident in grasping the power of this writing.Only this time, he underestimated the strength of literati.

Gan Luo thinks that the mouthpiece of the literati must be mastered in order to govern the country, not for personal honor or reputation, but to let this power contribute to the stability and peace of the country.

"Let's go, let's go back to the house. Uncle Song brought a lot of his Fu works this time. Let's enjoy reading together." Xun Qing is also a literati who likes to write Fu, so he made friends with Song Yu.

No matter what the reason was, they all ignored Ying Zheng.Ying Zheng was flexible, so he followed up cheekily.

And Han Fei, who was at the end, asked Li Si worriedly: "Brother, are you, body, not, comfortable? Just now, why, I didn't see, you, talking?" Han Fei paused.The stuttering problem was less obvious.

That's right, Han Fei didn't like to debate because of his stutter, so he didn't speak in the morning.But Li Si showed his sharpness and eloquence, which attracted Lu Buwei's attention.

"I'm just too lazy to talk to that Song Yu. Not only is he from a humble background, he's over fifty years old, and he's accomplished nothing. The King of Chu stripped him of all his official positions two years ago. What value is there for me to ask?" Li Si whispered. The younger brother said, but he didn't dare to let the master who was walking in front hear him.