Lang Jun is coming

Before the palace examination was underway, another lively incident happened in Huaijing City.

Qingshi saw that his lord had read the post with only a few words over and over again, and then thought of the haughty look of the boy who handed the post, he said angrily: "It's just a post about drinking wine, if my lord If we don't have time, we won't go."

The pen on the post is small script, with correct handwriting, but there is no private seal at the end.

Song Yiqing put the post on the table casually, and pinched a jade-white chess piece with his fingertips to play with.His eyes fell on the chessboard where the fight was in full swing, but he teased Qingshi on his lips.

"A post, how could it bother you again?"

Rubbing lightly with his fingertips, he suddenly felt that the round chess piece in his hand was a bit rough.Song Yiqing was slightly stunned, his eyes swept over the chess piece, it turned out that a corner was missing.That's how he remembered that on that snowy night, facing Pei Lian's teasing, he threw a chess piece angrily.

Naturally, Qingshi didn't know what was going on in his heart, and he still talked about his dissatisfaction with the person who posted the post.

"Lang Jun didn't see it, the nostrils of Yang Pinghan's servants were pointing to the sky. Didn't Chunwei get No. 3. Now he is holding a literati banquet in Jinshi building together with the first two. I'm afraid that Huaijing won't be there." People know Yang Pinghan."

His upper lip touched his lower lip, and it didn't take him a moment to utter what was in his heart.

In his opinion, Yang Ping and Han Zhun have no good intentions. No.3 posted congratulatory posts to more than a hundred people, who should this be?

The chess pieces with missing corners were dropped on one part of the chessboard, instantly restraining the aggressive and pressing Heizi.Song Yiqing tried her best to get Pei Lian's disfigurement out of her mind.

He had a calm face and was not affected by Yang Pinghan's post at all.

"You're really being harsh, but it's just the joy of being on the list. It's just a get-together. He didn't ask you to mess with you."

In fact, Song Yiqing said that half should be kept and half should be kept.Qingshi only cares about complaining for him, but why is this matter only superficial?Those who can be famous on the Chunwei list, as long as they don't make mistakes, no matter how bad they are, they will be born in the same Jinshi, and they will be officials in the same dynasty in the future.It is true that Yang Pinghan advocated holding a literati banquet to congratulate him, but some of them are for the sake of dealing with future colleagues and wining people's hearts.

Presumably, the post was only sent to those who were on the list.Hundreds of people say that there is not much, and that there is not much.Song Yiqing's absence from this kind of banquet was afraid that he would be a cause for contempt among the literati.

So whether you like it or not, you have to go to this literati banquet.

With all his thoughts, he cleaned up all the intricacies behind the post.Qingshi is naive, how could he expect these twists and turns, he still complained about his grievances while working, Song Yiqing was amused but didn't know how to explain it.

Chunwei happens every year, but it is the first time that someone holds a literati banquet, and it is still a grand event in the literati world.The Heng Dynasty also attached great importance to the ethos of learning books, one pass ten, ten pass one hundred.Due to the scholars and diners who came here especially, the income of the Jinshi Building has tripled compared to the past.

The literati banquet was held in the evening, and the treasurer of the Jinshi Building cheerfully looked through the account books of the past few days. Looking at the amount of money on it, he felt that scholars' money was the best to earn.

He was fascinated by it, his mind was full of snowflakes and silver.The lobby on the first floor has always been crowded with people, so when Chen Juncong and Meng Ruanqing walked to the counter, the shopkeeper didn't notice it.

"cough!"

Seeing that the shopkeeper was drooling staring at the account book, Meng Ruanqing couldn't stand it anymore.He raised his hand and knocked on the cabinet, cleared his throat and said slowly: "The business of this Jinshi Building is booming, maybe it's on par with Fan Building?"

The shopkeeper was startled when he heard the voice suddenly, and he didn't see who was coming until he looked up.

The height of the two is almost the same, one has a calm face and is wearing a long black trousers; the other is just talking, with a narrow smile on his mouth, the sky blue shirt on his body looks like the best celadon Come with a handsome literati face.

After a short scrutiny, it is almost certain that these two people are not much different from the scholars who came here admiringly in the lobby.Instinctively, the shopkeeper put on a smile and asked, "Are the two gentlemen eating or staying at the restaurant?"

As he said that, he didn't want to let go of a chance to make money, so he brought out the literati banquet to talk about it.

"It's a coincidence that the gentlemen came here. This year, the top three of Chunwei are all living in the store. At this time, there is a literati banquet, and all the guests are invited to the gold list..."

Before the shopkeeper finished speaking, a white light flashed in front of his eyes, and a piece of white silver was quietly placed on the ledger in front of him.He fell silent immediately, and swallowed almost inaudibly, with greed in his eyes.

When the silver was sold, Chen Juncong was impatient to listen to the shopkeeper nagging about things they all knew, straight to the point, concise and clear.

"The two of us came here for the famous banquet. I don't know if this money is enough to book a private room near the banquet?"

"This……"

The shopkeeper's black eyeballs rolled around, shaking the silver he just got, and smiled a little reluctantly, "Mr. The more..."

He purposely didn't finish his sentence, and what he was talking about was the idea of ​​earning more money, fully expressing the merchant's profit-grabbing characteristics.

That silver amounted to 20 taels, but it still couldn't satisfy the greed of the person in front of him.Meng Ruanqing snorted coldly, and opened the folding fan pinned to her waist with a "shua", and the black bamboo painted on the fan's surface shook the shrewd eyes of the shopkeeper.

"Another 20 taels." Meng Ruanqing took out another ingot of the same amount from his sleeve and threw it into the palm of the shopkeeper, his eyes implied sharply: "Should this be enough?"

If you are not greedy enough, if you can't do this tonight, you will have to drag this profiteer to the government to bluff him!

As if he could read minds, even though the shopkeeper was greedy, he knew how to accept it when he saw something good, and hurriedly collected 40 taels of silver as an apology.

"Enough is enough."

As he spoke, he called to the young man with a scarf on his shoulder to lead them upstairs.

The literati banquet is held on the third floor of the Jinshi building, directly facing the wooden ladder.The servant raised the bamboo curtain in the private room next door and greeted politely, "Please, gentlemen."

Hearing the faint sound of cups being pushed and changed from the private room next to him, Chen Juncong said "Thank you" and walked into the room first.