The Dali Temple System of Crossing

Chapter 51 Against Poems
The three of them walked on the road in Fangshi and went straight into a flower house.

Surrounding the flower building, there are towering old trees, green trees, red walls and yellow tiles, which are magnificent.

It's a big palace-like building, with golden glazed tiles shining brightly in the sun.

On the top of the red vermilion lacquered gate hangs a black gold-threaded nanmu plaque, on which are inscribed three big characters 'Yayun Tower'.

Throughout the flower building, on the corridor on the second floor, colorful colored silk flutters with the breeze.However, this flower building is not a building, but a courtyard.

Flower house, also known as brothel, but what Zhang Ru brought the two of them was not an ordinary flower house, but the most high-end flower house in Tanzhou City.The women in this flower building are all performers but not their bodies. Most of the people who come here are elegant people who come here only for entertainment.Of course, the women here are called "geisha"

The women in the brothel are not worldly and dirty, there are also some of the best among them, and most of the best women are geishas. They do art rather than selling themselves. Most of them are talented and beautiful, and many of them have outstanding talents and temperaments. of.

Su Xiaoxiao, Yu Xuanji, Yan Rui, Li Xiangjun, etc. are all extraordinary prostitutes.They dance, sing, and recite poems, which are extremely elegant things.

Both men and women in the Tang Dynasty were good at singing and dancing.In such a place, the people who come and go are mainly literati and bureaucrats, wealthy businessmen, tycoons, etc., especially literati.

Some of them live a life of playing games and laughing proudly in the world, while others put their love on their lovers and confidantes and enjoy the warmth and soft jade.

Of course, not every man who goes to brothels will have sex with girls. There are many literati who just sit there, drink a few cups of tea, eat a few snacks, talk heart-to-heart, or listen to girls sing a few songs. A ditty.

There are also some who like to sing poems and paint with girls, drink and play chess, and then they will leave, and they will not stick to it.

After Trigg and the others entered the flower building, they randomly found an empty table in the courtyard and sat down.

At this moment, it was noon in the flower house. A young man, holding a fan in his hand, was strolling in the courtyard: "Everyone, the Dragon Boat Festival is coming, and the night is going on. How about meeting friends with poems here tonight?"

The young man's voice was louder, and most people in the entire flower building heard his voice, and all the voices in the flower building stopped suddenly, which was very strange.

Trigg looked at the man with interest.

It is interesting to make friends with poems, but making friends with poems is not Cui Ge's strong point. Although Cui Ge has learned a lot of Tang poetry, plagiarism is always looked down upon.So after Cui Ge glanced at the man indifferently, he directly called a servant, served some food and wine, and then found a singer to play music for the entertainment.

"Come, Brother Lin, we haven't known each other for a long time, but we have a lot of fate. Thank you for your help these past two days. I respect you." Trigg said solemnly, holding up a small carved cup.

Seeing this, Lin Lang smiled and had a drink with Cuiger. However, after finishing the drink, he turned his eyes to the young man who spoke just now, and there was some appreciation in his eyes.

Zhang Ru seemed to be attracted as well. The two of them looked at the young man silently, but did not pay attention to the fine wine and food on the table.

When Trigg saw this, his face was full of doubts. What was so interesting about that young man that these two people were so interested in him?If it were a woman, Trigg would be able to understand it, but this man could not be understood by Trigg. However, curiosity finally defeated Trigg, and Trigg also turned his attention to the young man.

I saw the young man talking endlessly: "The first topic tonight, why not take this Dragon Boat Festival as the topic, let me start with a sentence, if any gentleman can pick it up, today's drink will be on my head ,how?"

As soon as the man said it, many people immediately responded.

"Okay! Please tell me, Mr. Xiaolang."

"..."

Most people began to pay attention to this young man, and all eyes were cast on him, as if he was a star standing in the shining lights.

Seeing this, the man took two steps forward, and said in a composed manner: "Zongye Junqiu falls, fish swim and compete to flow."

After the man finished these two sentences, he stopped, glanced around, and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Which gentleman can write the text?"

As soon as the man said this, a gentle man stood up!

"I'll have one. Miluo Qu Yuan fell, and ancient records shook the Chang Palace." A tall and thin man sitting in the east corner said loudly.

Hearing what this person said, the young man nodded, then shook his head again, and said: "Your Majesty's words are a little off-putting, I wonder who else is there?"

As the young man said, he suddenly looked at Cui Ge's table, and said, "The three of you have been looking at me for a long time, and you must be in the same league. I don't know which of the three is willing to answer?"

Cui Ge was stunned when he saw this, and then looked at Zhang Ru, but Zhang Ru was also looking at Cui Ge at this time. The two looked at each other, and then both looked at Lin Lang aside. Cui Ge said: "Brother Lin, why not You go forward and try?"

Cui Ge didn't want to make a fool of himself, but since Lin Lang was the young minister of Dali Temple, his knowledge must be extraordinary. The young minister of Dali Temple was a fourth-rank official. Although he was not as high as Zhang Ruqing, he was still not low.

Seeing that the two of them were looking at him, Lin Lang had a strange embarrassment on his face, then he chuckled, looked at Cui Ge and said, "Brother Cui, I think it's better for you to come here. This kind of poem is not very difficult, so you can try it out. If you get it right, we will save all the money tonight."

As he spoke, Lin Lang took a sip of wine unnaturally, his eyes flickering slightly.

Cui Ge looked at Lin Lang suspiciously, but Lin Lang had already said so, Cui Ge could never throw the burden on Lin Lang again, so he could only bite the bullet and make a fool of himself.

Immediately, Cui Ge stood up slowly, frowned slightly, recalled the structure of Tang poems in his mind, and then said indiscriminately: "Dragon boat crossing in the river, and rice dumpling fragrance in Wanxiang."

After the young man heard Trigg's words, his expression showed a trace of embarrassment, and then he said: "Who else is willing to do it?"

Seeing this, Cui Ge sat down in embarrassment, then waved his hands at Lin Lang and Zhang Ru, and said helplessly, "It seems that it really doesn't suit his wishes."

But Zhang Ru patted Cui Ge's shoulder with an intriguing smile, and said, "Don't worry, this person's poems are not something ordinary people can match. If you can match his poems, I can directly consider letting him You're going to take the imperial examination, and it's already pretty good if you can say a few words to each other."

Seeing what Zhang Ru said, Cui Ge suddenly understood after thinking about the reaction of the two of them just now, and asked, "Do you recognize this person?"

(End of this chapter)