A new generation has replaced the old ones. When Xu Jie first came to the capital, he carefully calculated that it was nearly two years ago.

Now Xu Jie has also passed the Jinshi and has been an official for several months.

Looking at these literati in the capital, Xu Jie gradually became a little bit disgusted. Those literati who were familiar with Xu Jie either passed the Jinshi and became an official, or they also found a way to have a serious business, and began to work hard and wait for the next spring exam.

Most of them returned to their hometowns. Because in this capital, if there is no official position or job, the cost of living is really scary, even the cost of renting a house is not expensive, and it is not so affordable for most scholars who are not from wealthy families.

Literature is actually the most respectful group, and the group that is most willing to slap the fat people. In the past, eight out of ten customers in famous buildings were slap the fat people who had slap the fat people who had slap the fat people who had slap the fat people who had slap the fat people who had slap the fat people who had slap the fat people. However, they had to spend a lot of money to linger among the famous buildings. Such social activities were helpless and they also wanted a way out.

But it is impossible for people to keep slapping and pretending to be fat, and they cannot keep lingering in the place of love and mist. So now when meeting these people in the fairy building, Xu Jie feels that he is a little bit old. The capital is no better than other places. The capital always brings people from all over the world, one after another.

For people like Chu Jiangqiu, this situation is probably accustomed to it. The ability of a courtesan to gain a foothold in this capital and not be bullied is actually related to these generations of scholars.

There is no reason why these literati respect the courtesans. These courtesans are not just platforms, but also ways.

People never underestimate the power of women and do not talk about Jie Bing. Just like Chu Jiangqiu, the scholars of the past and officials of the current officials, such as young celebrities and commander Xu Jie of the Imperial Affairs Factory, can be said to be Chu Jiangqiu's accessory, and Xu Jie even owes Chu Jiangqiu a favor. This is not something that a scholar who came to Beijing from other places can compare with.

So the mothers of the courtesans should not be underestimated. Maybe some big shot in the court, more than ten or twenty years ago, was their guest of the curtain, and they owe them favors. They took the opportunity to do some small things or simply introduced some people, which was not difficult for them.

Xu Jie only understood these principles at this time. This is also the reason why there are always big names when holding poetry meetings in places like Zhaixing Tower. Perhaps it is not necessarily the face of this popular courtesan, but the face of the old mother.

If Jie Bing and Chu Jiangqiu become old mothers in the future, Xu Jie and Liang Boyong and others may become big shots in the court, and probably the same relationship will still be true.

Xu Jie sat at the table next to the door, looked at Chu Jiangqiu in front of him, sang a few songs of Wenyuan lyrics, and then the people present showed their magical powers.

Chu Jiangqiu did not find Xu Jie at the beginning, and Xu Jie did not look at it at all, but instead talked to Xu Gouer in detail.

Xu Gou'er naturally praised it. People seem to have the ability to appreciate music in nature. The human species, no matter where the world is, no matter how different the cultures are, or how different the civilizations are. Whether it is barbarians or civilized people, there is only one thing that is common, that is music. Humans in any corner of the world may not be able to create wheels or metals, but there must be music.

Moreover, although the styles of music around the world are different, they are essentially the same, they are all sounds of about fifty Hz, and they all enjoy the sounds of this frequency. Therefore, music can spread regardless of race and culture.

Moreover, there are only three forms of music expression, which were called orchestra in later generations, and in ancient times, it was called silk and bamboo, and then there was a percussion music. Silk, qin, pipa, etc. were all silk and strings. Erhu was the huqin, so it was naturally sent by the Hu people, and it was also silk.

Flute, flute, suona, etc. are bamboo, or percussion music, such as drums, chimes, crows, etc.

All musical instruments in the world are nothing more than that. Even the piano developed later is actually silk and strings. The keys are used to control the hammer to hit different string pronunciations.

Today is not a grand banquet, it is just a regular meeting. When Chu Jiangqiu found Xu Jie, he finished his song and got up, actually walked off the small platform, and walked slowly towards Xu Jie.

When Xu Jie saw Chu Jiangqiu stepping down and walked over, he was a little surprised and stood up.

Everyone was confused and looked at Chu Jiangqiu walking towards the door, all looking at him.

Then he saw Chu Jiangqiu approaching the blessing and said, "Young Master Xu is here, but he doesn't say anything. I'm really negligent. I'm sorry."

Xu Jie and Chu Jiangqiu cannot be said to be very familiar with each other, but since Xu Jie asked for a visit last time and took away a lot of Kabuki, he has been considered an acquaintance.

This is naturally a favor that Xu Jie owed. Xu Jie had no face at the beginning, but spent money to take away so many kabuki from the Xianlou. It was naturally Chu Jiangqiu's face to accomplish this. So Xu Jie also replied respectfully: "Everyone Chu is polite!"

Chu Jiangqiu smiled, and again, and asked: "I have heard that Mr. Xu is already a yamen chief officer recently. I think that official business is extremely busy. When I come to the Immortal Tower, it must be because the work of the case is very hard. I don't know what the young master wants to listen to. I will be talking to you one by one for the young master."

Liu Yuxi, a Tang Dynasty man, had a parallel prose "Inscription on the Humble Room", without the chaos of silk and bamboo, and without the labor of desks. It is a kind of pursuit, without the troubles of banquets, and without the busyness of official duties.

Xu Jie didn't care. Chu Jiangqiu listened to whatever he wanted. At this time, Chu Jiangqiu asked in person. Xu Jie was also ready to say something casual, but he knew that this answer would be a bit too unwilling to take Chu Jiangqiu's face seriously, so he replied: "How about Yangguan Sandie?" "You are just sitting in a drink, and I will play the song for you." After saying that, Chu Jiangqiu gave me another tribute, and then turned to the small platform and returned.

Chu Jiangqiu, who was originally playing the pipa, brought it to the table, and the sound of the piano had already started. Chu Jiangqiu's piano was obviously much better than Jiang Yingyun's piano, and the sound of the piano was clear.

But the people present were a little unhappy, and Mr. Xu and the others didn't know each other. "Yangguan Sandie" is a song, not a lyrics, but a long and peaceful joy. When these people encounter places like Xianlou, they are already expensive, and they are just a name for literary talent. Listening to "Yangguan Sandie" is like Xu Jie having the opportunity to become famous.

Fortunately, these people also heard Chu Jiangqiu say that Xu Jie is the head of the yamen, and his status is different, so no one would really say this unhappiness.

But when everyone looked at Xu Jie, they saw Xu Jie's face, but it was hard to believe that such a young man who was younger than the people present would be the yamen leader. The yamen leader in the capital was at least a third rank. How could such a young third rank be possible?

Doubt or surprise, and you can also whisper.

"That Young Master Xu, are you familiar with each other?"

The people around the world shook their heads.

Then he asked again: "Did you hear that the head of the yamen is so young?"

He still shook his head. It was also in this capital, and there was really no separate yamen with a sixth rank.

Suddenly, the person who asked about the question suddenly realized it and raised his hand to point to the newspaper on the table.

Everyone hurried over to look at the three big words on the front page: The Inquisition Factory.

There are so many yamen in the capital, including three provinces and six ministries, Dali Temple, the Censorate, the Privy Council, Hanlin Academy, Kaifeng Government Office, the academic government... etc., countless. If it weren't for these recent things, if it weren't for newspapers, who would have thought of what kind of investigation factory there was?

Several people looked at each other and blurted out: "Xu Wenyuan, the inquisition factory!"

When everyone suddenly realized it, they turned their heads and looked at them more and more carefully. They looked at how this commander of the Inspectorate Factory looked like. Who dared to meet the Li family and what kind of Xu Wenyuan was, who could be both civil and military.

Perhaps these people were a little disappointed, and Xu Jie's appearance was disappointed, except for Zhou Zheng. They could not see the loyal and courageous squareness, nor could they see the extraordinary elegance of literary talent.

Like Ouyang Zheng, he is upright and has a square face, and looks straight. He looks straight and upright. Like Wu Boyan, he is unruly and has a kind of elegant demeanor. Appearance is born from the heart, and most of them are like this.

Xu Jie, who was only nineteen years old at this time, didn't even have it. Some of Xu Jie's glaring fiercely and couldn't see any extraordinary momentum.

Xu Jie naturally didn't know that those who looked at him were a little disappointed. He only knew that the warm atmosphere just now suddenly became less enthusiastic after the song "Sunshine Triples". There were even fewer poems.

Perhaps these people know that today Xu Wenyuan was going to take out the poems that were amazing today, so he would have to hide them. It would be best to give them out next time. If Xu Wenyuan was interested and produced a masterpiece, in comparison, the good lyrics he had finally saved up would be buried like this.

Xu Jie seemed to have really become a famous scholar in two or three years.

Xu Jie might have been a villain, and he let these people spend money, but his purpose is not yet achieved.

Xu Gou'er, who was standing beside him, said, "Young Master, don't you write a song?"

As soon as Xu Gouer said, everyone turned around and looked nervous.

Xu Jie saw these nervous expressions, first surprised, then seemed to understand, then shook his head and said, "I won't write today."

Now, Xu Jie may be the one who should exchange poetry with Xie Fang and Ouyang Zheng, instead of fighting on such occasions.

As soon as Xu Jie said, he saw that everyone in front of him relaxed his face, and many people seemed to have started to pick up their pens again.

But Chu Jiangqiu, who had just finished his song on the stage, could not hide the loneliness on his face.

A moment later, he sang a song "Shuyuer" on the stage. After singing, Chu Jiangqiu spoke and praised it.

The author of "The Stupid Fish" also frequently looked back at Xu Jie. It was obviously not a demonstration or something. Perhaps he hoped that Xu Jie could also comment on it, which would be a reputation for him.

But Xu Jie was not used to this kind of role, so he didn't understand the meaning of the person's frequent turnover at the first time.

When Xu Jie changed his mind, he suddenly remembered the past in Dajiang. If Xu Jie wrote something in front of Master Ouyang Zhengwei, he would also frequently go to see Master Ouyang Zhengwei and others, with expectations and hopes on his face.

But when Xu Jie understood that it was the next song.

The next song "Ru Meng Ling", also called "Remembering the Immortal Pose", ended with one song, and the author looked back at Xu Jie.

This time Xu Jie understood and wanted to say something to evaluate, but he couldn't put out any words for a while. Xu Jie was really not used to such an identity, and began to recall what words did Wu Boyan, Wu Zhongshu, Ouyang Zheng and others use to evaluate other people's poems and want to learn from them.

Evaluating poetry is also a technique. It is not such a simple thing. It is to praise or criticize, or criticize. How to praise it does not convince people, and how to criticize it does not make people angry. It is all technology, rather than saying it casually, saying it casually, and saying it casually, making others disobey it, and criticizing it is embarrassing. After all, there is no first in literature, and if you want to be an authority, you really need some skills.

After thinking about it, Xu Jie knew that he might not be able to do such a thing, so he just said nothing.

Such a silent statement made Xu Jie, a young celebrity famous in the brothel, look a bit weird.

Xu Jie picked up his pen and wrote a song "Ru Meng Ling". He did not mean to compete with others. He just saw the loneliness on Chu Jiangqiu's face and felt that he should give him a song.

This song "Ru Meng Ling" was not written on the spot by Xu Jie. Li Qingzhao's masterpiece is the most suitable for women. This lyrics: Last night, the rain was sparse and the wind was stormy, and the rest of the wine was not eliminated. I asked the person who rolled the curtain, but he said that the crabapple was still there. Do you know, do you know? It should be green, fat, red and thin.

After writing, I left it for a long time, but it was not sent to the front. Some servants even saw that there was a lyric in front of Xu Jie, and they had already been waiting by their side for a long time, but Xu Jie didn't see him sending the lyrics to the servant.

After staying at Liang Boyong, he arrived at the small hall. Chunyi sat down with Xu Jie with her face for a while, the two made an appointment to return to the yamen. Xu Jie called the servant who had been waiting for a long time and reminded him: "Give this word to everyone Chu, and I will give it to her after the banquet today."

The servant looked puzzled, but he didn't dare to ask more questions. After taking the lyrics, he put them in his arms. Then he saw Xu Jie get up and bow slightly to the stage, and go out.

Chu Jiangqiu naturally saw the poem Xu Jie gave to the servant, but when he saw that the servant did not come up, he waved. This time it was the servant's turn to hesitate.

The servant didn't dare not go forward, so he could only walk to Chu Jiangqiu and whisper: "Miss, Mr. Xu told me that when the banquet ended, I would hand over the poem to the lady."

But Chu Jiangqiu was obviously a little anxious and said, "Hurry and take it to me."

When the servant heard this, he couldn't take it out of his arms and handed it over to Chu Jiangqiu. Chu Jiangqiu watched it for a moment, which was obviously in line with his wishes.

When a woman reads poetry, the taste of a man is obviously different. When a man reads the ten steps, he kills a person without leaving a thousand miles away. He feels very happy.

Women seem to be born to like searching for miserable and miserable, and they like to go to the West Tower alone without words. Women are born to like romance. No matter what kind of love it is, they can only scratch the itchy place as long as they cry, as if they are all resonant.

He also sang "Ru Meng Ling".

Xu Jie has already returned to the yamen.

The next morning, before the gate of the yamen was opened, someone came to knock on the door. There was a carriage outside the door, and several people stood respectfully outside the door waiting for the guard to inform Xu Jie.

Because there was a woman in the car named Jiang Yingyun, someone obviously redeemed Jiang Yingyun and sent her to the gate of the investigation factory early in the morning.

This is the pillow that Xu Jie thought of as sleepy. Obviously, it is not just to save 18,000 taels of silver.

But Jiang Yingyun in the car was crying, crying sadly, and crying to death. Because she knew that she was redeemed by the Li family of the Privy Council, she had a fate with Liang Boyong from then on, and she could never meet her lover again.
Chapter completed!