Early winter·drizzle
Pei Ziyun sat in front of the window and listened to the drizzle hitting the window. In the blink of an eye, the young man who had been struggling desperately in Woniu Village was now Jieyuan and entered the Immortal Sect.
Ye Su'er, where are you now
Pei Ziyun stared out the window blankly and took a deep breath for a long time. Speaking of Gongyuan, Pei Ziyun went there several times and found that except for the first day, there were not many people left. Most of them thought these were clichés.
But Pei Ziyun listened with great interest.
"The ancient etiquette is actually straightforward. The king and his ministers, father and son, superior and inferior, are clearly distinguished, and they line up to divide the fruits according to these rules."
"In modern times, it's still the king and his ministers, father and son, superior and inferior, still lining up to share the fruits. It's just that the rules have changed from explicit rules to hidden rules, but this is progress."
"It cannot be said that there has been no progress, nor can it be said that the essence has changed."
"In a nutshell: I still eat meat, but it looks better."
Pei Ziyun felt that he had benefited greatly. Although he now lives in Fu Mansion, he gets up at the end of the morning (6:45) every morning, washes himself, has breakfast, and reads scriptures.
Have lunch at noon, read the scriptures again, and practice for one hour. This is not because you don’t want to practice, but it is the stage of inner strength, which is completely dependent on metabolism. This cannot be done to the contrary.
Read the Taoist scriptures again in the evening.
Unknowingly, it was half a month into November, and on the second day after the Gongyuan ceremony, two noble men, Chen Jinchun and Yu Guangmao, came to visit and invited Pei Ziyun to go out and have fun. Pei Ziyun went happily without refusing.
Little Loli Chuxia originally wanted to go out to play with her, but Fu Juren scolded her back with "Nonsense." Although this world was more open, it was not Pei Ziyun's original world.
Little Lolita was scolded by Fu Juren in Chuxia. She went into the yard with tears in her eyes and hid in her room.
When Pei Ziyun came back, the little Loli snorted coldly when she saw Pei Ziyun and ignored Pei Ziyun. It seemed that it was this junior brother's fault that caused her to be reprimanded.
Without Chu Xia these days, Pei Ziyun was thinking in peace in the room.
"To be successful, you must have influence. The world also loves poetry. Literati and poets love to make friends with poetry whenever they have free time. Fortunately, I failed in stock trading in my previous life. When I was at home, I gritted my teeth and passed the time with ancient poems every day. I won't have that in this life. Useful place.”
“With power comes respect.”
"The Taoist sect in this world has power, so it also has the qualifications to queue up to share fruits. If you make meritorious service to the court, you will be rewarded. This may be your opportunity."
Pei Ziyun opened the window, the wind blew in, and he felt comfortable for a moment. Compared with the hard work in his reincarnation, these days were a little more relaxed, and it was rare to have leisure. But he had to seize the opportunity, time was not waiting for me, and he still needed to figure out where to start.
At this moment, I heard a servant knocking on the door and saying, "Master Pei, it is the third son of the Hou family who has sent a message saying that I will have a banquet for you at noon tomorrow."
Pei Ziyun opened the door and the servant handed over a gold-plated invitation. Pei Ziyun opened it and looked at it, smiling: "I'm going to the banquet tomorrow."
On the second day, the ox cart of the Hou Mansion arrived in front of the house. Pei Ziyun and Fu Juren got on the ox cart respectively. Once they got on the cart, Pei Ziyun discovered that there were two seats in front and back, a table, and a maid to serve him. He took out a silver vase. , pour a glass of warm wine to serve.
Pei Ziyun just felt relaxed all over, thinking to himself that this palace was really enjoyable. The journey was calm and calm. When he arrived at a door, someone came to Pei Ziyun and said, "It must be Pei Jieyuan? The young master is already waiting for you."
After listening to this man's words, Pei Ziyun glanced around. Fu Juren's car seemed to have been blocked on the road just now and hadn't come yet, so he had to go first. Pei Ziyun said: "Lead the way."
This man led Pei Ziyun in. This was not the Marquis Mansion, it could only be regarded as a separate courtyard, but it was also very large. In the garden, vines, trees, and roses were built into flower holes. For a while, there were a few tea trees scattered here and there. Tie with bamboo fence, the small courtyard is very elegant and quiet.
The person who led Pei Ziyun came to the door and knocked gently: "Master, Pei Jieyuan is here."
"Brother Pei, please come in." Wei Ang's voice sounded in the room.
Pei Ziyun opened the door. Wei Ang was concentrating on making tea, using a small fan to concentrate. Pei Ziyun looked around. The room was very simple, mostly made of bamboo supplies, such as bamboo tables, bamboo chairs, and bamboo beds. There are some landscape paintings or poems hanging on it, and the inscriptions at the end are all Wei Ang, which can be regarded as first-class.
After scanning around Pei Ziyun's room, Wei Ang's tea had been brewed. He picked up the teapot and poured out all the teacups on the table. Seeing that Pei Ziyun was still standing, he said, "Junior Brother Pei, sit down, please." Use tea and try my tea art.”
Wei Ang stretched out his hand and pushed the tea cup forward. Pei Ziyun stepped forward and pulled out the bamboo chair to sit down. He took a cup of tea and took a sip. It was sweet and fragrant. It was like this in his previous life on earth. Nostalgia has a taste, just savor it slowly.
"Senior brother is really good at tea. If you can drink one cup every day, you can live ten more years." Pei Ziyun said with a smile.
"Haha, Brother Pei is so ridiculous. My tea art is not very good. I will take you to meet a master of tea ceremony in the future. Just drinking tea here is boring. I will take Brother Pei out to have a look at the Marquis Mansion." Wei Ang laughed. He stood up and led Pei Ziyun out.
Not long after leaving the small courtyard, the two of them and a Fuso warrior passed by in a hurry. Pei Ziyun had read the local chronicles and found that Fuso existed in this world. Japanese pirates were also a major scourge in Anzhou. It was strange to see a Fuso warrior in the Hou Mansion and asked, "Senior Brother Wei." , Why is there a Fuso warrior in the mansion?"
Wei Ang smiled and said, "Don't be surprised. This is a Fusang warrior that my father took in during the war. When the world was in turmoil, the warrior had no place to go, so he took refuge in the government. My father was generous, so he did not force him to change his uniform and stayed here like this." Take orders in the house."
Seeing the Fuso warrior, Pei Ziyun had some associations, but he didn't say that the Marquis Mansion was very big. He followed Wei Ang for a leisurely walk. Along the way, there were different small courtyards, exotic flowers and plants, and all kinds of strange rocks and rockeries.
It was different from when I came. Not long after, I turned a corner and passed through a door, and a small lake appeared in front of me. There was an island in the lake, and there was a pavilion in the island.
Wei Ang led the way and went straight to the island from the stone road. The island was not big, only seven meters long and wide, and planted with a few weeping willows. The two sat down and said a few words, and then a maid hurried over: "My lord, my lord, a banquet is about to begin. The butler has ordered us to come to you as soon as possible."
Wei Ang didn't care about the maid and smiled: "Is there a banquet? Okay, Brother Pei and I will go there."
After Wei Ang finished speaking, he stood up with a smile, turned around and said to Pei Ziyun: "Brother Pei, I wanted to take you to visit the Hou Mansion more, but it seems that there is only one next time."
"It's a small matter, let's go to the banquet." Pei Ziyun smiled.
"Master, Jieyuan, please hurry up. Mr. Shen and the housekeeper are anxious, so they asked me to come to you." The maid spoke hurriedly.
Almost a quarter of an hour later, the three of them arrived at the banquet venue. The butler who was waiting outside greeted them: "Hey, Third Young Master, the banquet will be held soon, and you are missing. Can you promise that the Marquis will host the cultural gathering today? Mr. Shen will be there soon." I’m waiting for you, I’ve urged you many times.”
Wei Ang listened to the butler's words and said, "No problem, I just got interested and took Brother Pei for a walk in the backyard. Let's go in and have a banquet."
After Wei Ang said that, he entered the room.
"Please, Pei Jieyuan, it's inside." The housekeeper led Pei Ziyun into the hall. There were banquets in the room. At this time, many literati, celebrities and celebrities were smiling and talking to each other.
As soon as Wei Ang entered the hall, Shen Zhi came up to him and lowered his voice: "Third Young Master, I'm waiting for you. You will host the banquet later. Don't be afraid of the stage."
"It's just a banquet, there's nothing to be afraid of." Wei Ang replied in a low voice.
Wei Ang took the main seat and loudly said: "Everyone, I have always loved literature, so I asked my father to hold this literary banquet. Wouldn't it be nice to invite you all to come and talk about poetry and lyrics together?"
"Of course, you can't do it without wine. Come on, let's have a drink first."
Following Wei Ang's words, everyone started to take action.
This banquet is an indispensable part of the process of winning the imperial examination. Many nobles who have been awarded a title like to invite the candidates to hold banquets. These candidates are the future reserve candidates. Leaving the favor will make it easier to do things in the future, and it can deepen the relationship between the candidates. .
Just when Wei Ang was talking, Pei Ziyun saw Fu Juren also there, as well as Chen Jinchun and Yu Guangmao. There were still empty seats, and they invited Pei Ziyun to sit down.
Fu Juren asked in a low voice: "Where were you just now? I entered Wenyan and found that you hadn't arrived. I thought you were delayed on the road because of your car."
Listening to Fu Juren's words, Pei Ziyun lowered his voice and said, "Senior Brother Wei invited me to have a cup of tea just now. I was delayed."
Chen Jinchun and Yu Guangmao also saluted: "Brother Pei, you are polite."
Pei Ziyun returned the gift. The four of them were familiar with each other. At this time, a singer came in and started singing. Fu Juren lowered his voice and introduced everyone to Pei Ziyun. He pointed at an old man and said, "This is Jiang Zhong, the former Juren who was also at home." Reading is very prestigious."
"And the middle-aged man who raised the cup may not be considered just a scholar, but he is famous throughout the state and is a celebrity."
Fu Juren was more familiar with these celebrities, and introduced them one by one to Pei Ziyun, which opened his eyes a lot.
When Wei Ang held a banquet, he would talk about literature, give orders and drink wine, and he was having fun for a while. Occasionally, another table would come with wine, and they would compete with each other with poems and lyrics. The loser would drink, and it would become lively.
When Wei Ang saw the banquet, everyone was drinking and ordering, but he was arranged to host it. He felt itchy for a moment, and lowered his voice and said calmly: "Mr. Shen, why don't you host it, and I'll go down and have a drink with them." Ling, it’s so boring to sit here and behave!”
No one at Wei Ang's table came to drink wine from the Third Young Master of the Hou Mansion, and no one came to choose poems and lyrics. It was really boring.
"Young master, since you promised the Marquis, wouldn't it be nice for you to sit here peacefully?" The third master of the Hou family was so free and easy, which gave Shen Zhi a headache.
Wei Ang rolled his eyes and thought of an idea. He spoke a few words in Shen Zhi's ear. After hearing this, Shen Zhi's eyes lit up and he said, "Since the young master has this idea, just do as the young master said."
(End of chapter)