While the people of Chang'an City were still talking about yesterday's ceremony, Ye Chang, Du Fu and Jiao Sui had already quietly headed south and headed towards the Nanshan Mountain.

Because Nanshan is not far from Chang'an, the scenery is beautiful and the climate is pleasant, many powerful people build different industries here, either avoiding the summer heat or avoiding the political turmoil in Chang'an City. Even princes and nobles are no exception.

It is precisely for this reason that many people who are determined to have a career will live in seclusion in Nanshan to seek fame, make their reputation known to nobles, and then become officials. Doing so is what the saying is called "Zhongnan shortcut".

Although Princess Yuzhen is a female Taoist priest, she is favored by the two emperors. Her other career is beautiful and elegant, even less than that of a prince.

Seeing the half-discovered eaves from afar, Du Fu sighed a few words, and then went to yesterday's ceremony again: "As such a prosperous era, it has never happened since ancient times. My Tang Dynasty is prosperous and powerful, and there is no history books..."

"During Emperor Yang of Sui, he also put silk on the trees on the street and hung colorful colors. There were still poor people on the roadside who were not covered with clothes." Jiao Sui had his tongue wide and his eyes were drunk: "Zimei, you are thinking too simple."

"How can you compare the emperor with Emperor Yang of Sui!" Du Fu changed his color and said, "Jiao Sui, don't talk crazy!"

"But if Emperor Yang of Sui had not dug the canal, how could there be the grand occasion of yesterday? I remember that Shiyilang once said............" Jiao Sui recalled for a moment, and then said: "It is said that the Sui River has been destroyed, and it is still a thousand miles away. If there is no dragon boat in the Shui Palace, Yu has not made much contribution to it..."

Ye Chang scratched his head. He read it casually when he was discussing the Grand Canal with Jiao Sui a few days ago. He asked inadvertently and copied another poem.

"Shiyilang..." Du Fu's expression was very complicated after hearing this poem.

Ye Chang was still huddled in Henan - 9. Du Fu was studying everywhere when he was young, and had been to Qi, Lu, Wu and Yue. Therefore, he had personal experience and understanding of the role of the Grand Canal.

"Just just talk nonsense, Zimei doesn't have to go to her heart. Jiao Da just poured too much yellow soup and didn't speak..."

Ye Chang was about to scold Jiao Sui, but suddenly someone said behind him: "This poem is vulgar and is decorated by Emperor Yang. The author is vulgar, which shows that it is obvious!"

They walked along the road, and there were other pedestrians around them. They occasionally heard each other, but they did not interfere with each other. Unexpectedly, someone criticized the poem. Jiao Sui didn't see that he usually made trouble with Ye Chang. In fact, he respected Ye Chang the most. He heard this and was furious and almost jumped out to argue, but Ye Chang was grabbed by him.

Ye Chang turned around and saw the group of people riding horses. The four leaders had extraordinary appearances. Jiao Sui turned around and was originally going to curse, but when he saw these people, he was stunned and then stopped talking.

"Hey, it turns out that it was you...named...named..."

One of the four looked at Jiao Sui and probably recognized him. After frowning and thinking for a while, he couldn't call Jiao Sui's name. Jiao Sui's face was purple and his expression was embarrassed. Ye Chang smiled and said, "Don't care, how many people know the name in the world?"

The rather rude person turned his eyes to Ye Chang, smiled proudly, and then rode forward. The elderly beside him bowed apologetically: "My brother is rude, I hope he can forgive..."

"Brother, why should you do this? A group of fools dare to use poetry to ridicule the past. Articles are all great things that have been done by such figures. Recently, I asked the embroidered image of the Three Kingdoms, which was a rampant of these people..."

The rude commented loudly, and he ignored everyone's face. His domineeringness was so arrogant!

Ye Chang originally did not want to cause trouble, but he would never be afraid of trouble. Seeing this, his brows frowned. But the older man bowed again and then shouted: "Xia Qing, don't do this again, beware of the anger of the mouth!"

This sentence is said, and the rude person is solemnly dressed and promised to the older person: "Yes."

Ye Chang's tone did not turn into vicious language after all. Looking at the people leaving, Ye Chang thought about something

Looking back, he asked Jiao Sui, "Why are you a little afraid of him?"

"It's not because of fear. It's just that this population does not cultivate virtue and does not want to argue with it." Jiao Sui said in embarrassment: "They are here today... they must have visited Princess Yuzhen, if they really argue, they are afraid of missing Shiyilang."

Ye Chang didn't expect that there was such a hidden feeling in it, and said strangely: "This person has a deep relationship with Princess Yuzhen?"

"He Zhishen..." Jiao Sui said three words, looked at Ye Chang, and then shook his head: "I won't say it anymore, hurry up and don't be done until night has not finished it!"

Although he said nothing, there was a hidden worry between his eyebrows. Ye Chang was a little curious. It seemed that the man would have a great impact on Princess Yuzhen, otherwise Jiao Sui would not be so worried.

Wangshan ran to death. Although he saw the buildings from afar, it was half an hour later when he actually arrived. The pedestrian was faster than Ye Chang and others, so Ye Chang saw that they had advanced to other things. The rude man stayed behind and said something to the disciples at the door.

"It seems that there is something wrong." Ye Chang thought to himself.

As he expected, when he came to the door to report his name and said he was asking for a visit, the disciple said lazily: "I don't even have a name sect, so I dare to come and ask me to report it, retreat, retreat, this place is not where you can come!"

Because Yu Zhen became a monk, the place was built into a Taoist temple, but this sect did not dress as a Taoist priest. Ye Chang frowned: "It was the eldest princess who asked me to come here to pay homage. If you obstruct me like this, you misunderstand the princess's affairs, can you afford it?"

"I haven't heard what the mage says." The sect was not afraid of this scare: "Besides, there is only Master Jiying here, but there is no eldest princess!"

Jiying is a small word for Yuzhen. Ye Chang was furious. He knew that this family was deliberately making things difficult for a while, but he could not do it.

The so-called King of Hell is hard to deal with when he sees the little ghost. If he really beats this person, he will force himself to go in and see Princess Yuzhen, which may be angered by the noble daughter of the Tian family with him. Not only will the friendship between the two parties end up here, but they will also have to make a strong enemy.

But if it doesn’t happen, he won’t think about passing the access control level!

Ye Chang was thinking that someone in the courtyard stretched out his head and saw that it was the rude person who was called "Xia Qing" just now. When he saw Ye Chang and others being stopped, he nodded with satisfaction: "As this is the case, Master Jiying's other careers are not something that ordinary people can come. They have great scholars and friends, and they are all familiar with their soulmates when they are mediocre, so it is better to consciously avoid them!"

"Hehe." Ye Chang laughed.

With a arrogant and ridiculous smile, Jiao Sui also laughed when he saw this smile.

If Jiao Sui is said to cause trouble, then compared with Ye Chang's slander, it is a small witch. Since Jiao Sui met Ye Chang, when Ye Chang showed such ridicule, the other party was not angry.

Sure enough, this smile made Xia Qing very angry: "How about it, what else do you have to say?"

"There are great scholars who talk and laugh, and they all know their soulmates when they come and go... This sentence is very wonderful. I wonder if it was written by you?"

"This..." Xia Qing was stunned for a moment.

A few days ago, he saw this "The Inscription on the Humble House" at his brother's side. Although he had always disliked the author of this article and felt that he was acting wildly. However, this article had a clear and clear atmosphere, which made people feel cute. Therefore, today he said casually, and the original intention was to ridicule Jiao Sui, a commoner who was neither a great scholar nor a soulmate, and was not qualified to enter this door.

"What did you do?" He said with some shame: "Who do you dare to make noise before Master Jiying's career!"

"It's not me who is making noise, but you. What's even more ridiculous is that you attack others with other people's words... Ye Shiyi, do you think he is attacking his shield with his spear?" Du Fu's face was depressed, but in fact he was a person with personality. He was young at this time and had not yet encountered the dilemma of not achieving anything after ten years of visiting him, so he told Ye Chang.

"What?" Xia Qing was stunned when he heard this, and then stared at him: "You... are Xiu Wu Ye Shiyi?"

"Ahem, that article is not what I wrote, it is seen in my dream." Ye Chang said slowly: "Brother Zimei, there is no need to argue. We are neither great scholars nor worthy of being great scholars, so we can only turn back..."

Ye Chang said this because he actually saw that Xia Qing’s brother had already come out.

This Xia Qing's brother looked humble and kind. Although this was just an appearance, since the other party knew Ye Chang's identity, he thought he would not let Ye Chang go.

What's more, if Ye Chang was driven away by the two sentences "When talking and laughing, there were great scholars who knew their soulmates...", I'm afraid that it won't take long, and that Xia Qing would become a laughing stock in Chang'an City like Yuan Zai.

Sure enough, Xia Qing's brother bowed and said, "It turned out to be the cultivation of Wu Ye Shiyi, who has been famous for a long time! He was a joke just now. Please don't be surprised by Ye Shiyilang."

"I dare not, I am just a commoner, and it is also ordinary to be treated lightly by others."

The brother smiled bitterly in his heart. It is said that Ye Shiyilang was narrow-minded, and now it seems that this is true.

If his brother verbally offended him, he would find him back.

"A certain Hedong Wang Wei, whose courtesy name is Mojie, is his younger brother Wang Jin, whose courtesy name is Xia Qing..."

The brother introduced himself, and then he saw Ye Chang's mouth open, as if he was shocked.

Ye Chang was indeed very shocked. He did not expect that the one who had a dispute with him was the Wang Wei brothers!

But then I thought about it and thought that I could get into Princess Yuzhen's other career, and at the same time, it seemed that the owner of the owner ordered the disciples to act. I am afraid that the princess would blame him, Wang Wei and Wang Mojie.

No wonder when he asked Jiao Sui about his relationship with Princess Yuzhen, Jiao Sui said, "Why are you deep?" I am afraid that Wang Wei and Princess Yuzhen have a negative relationship!

When Wang Wei first entered Chang'an, his reputation was not obvious, and he failed to pass the imperial examination. So through the introduction of Ning and Qi Wang, Wang Wei, who was twenty years old, was "white and beautiful in his mistress...", held the pipa and played it for Princess Yuzhen at the banquet. After a song "Yu Lun Robe", Princess Yuzhen ordered the palace maid to take Wang Wei into the inner room and change it to a gorgeous dress. When he came out, he was the head of the guests!

Moreover, the following year, Wang Wei passed the imperial examination and became a Taile Cheng who could easily enter and exit the palace. He could even borrow the princess's career to enter and entertain his friend Meng Haoran, which was why Li Longji came to visit. Meng Haoran was so scared that he hid under the bed.

"So it's Wang Mojie..." After a moment of frightened, Ye Chang came to his senses. So what if it was Wang Wei, he was also surrounded by a poet Du Fu!

After a careful look at Wang Wei, it turns out that although Wang Wei was over 40 years old at this time, he had a good appearance. His younger brother Wang Jin also had a good face, but when he met Ye Chang, he was a little embarrassed.

It seems a little unconvinced.

Ye Chang didn't know why Wang Jin didn't like him, and he didn't bother to pay attention to him, so he introduced Du Fu around him to Wang Wei.

Du Fu admired Wang Wei. At this time, Wang Wei's reputation was already established, but Du Fu was still unknown. However, since he was a poet who was a rare poet, he was still quite speculative after making a fuss.

Even Wang Jin still looked like he couldn't help but ridicule Ye Chang.

With Wang Wei's greeting, the disciple would naturally not stop him. Ye Chang followed Wang Wei into the other side and asked in the corridor for a while, and then heard the sound of silk and bamboo orchestra.

"The mage is having a feast." Wang Wei whispered.

The few people who had just accompanied Wang Wei were waiting in front of him. After approaching, Wang Wei introduced: "Ye Shiyilang, this man is Wang Changling, whose courtesy name is Shaobo..."

Ye Chang didn't feel strange at all.

The prosperous scenery of Guangyuntan in front of Wangchun Tower that I saw yesterday was prosperous in his eyes, but it could not represent the prosperous scenery of the prosperous Tang Dynasty. Only at this moment, I could see someone casually in my steps, which was a famous poet in later generations. This was the prosperous Tang Dynasty!

Wang Changling was also over forty years old at this time, a little thin. When he smiled, his eyebrows were curved, and he could not see the solemn and murderous intention of the frontier poet.

"Ye Shiyi? Could it be Ye Chang?" he asked while bowing.

"It was Ye who had met the prince." Ye Chang bowed long, and he always had a strange respect for the frontier poet.

"This is Gong Pei, with a single name Di, and his name is Qizhi..." (Note, this character is fabricated by the author)

Although this Pei Di was not famous for his poems in later generations, many poems were related to him. From Du Fu and Wang Wei to Ye Chang's other acquaintance, Qian Qi, they wrote poems and interacted with him. Ye Chang also gave a tribute at the moment: "Ye Shiyi met Pei Qizhi."

Pei Di was over 20 years old at this time, older than Ye Chang, but he was optimistic and cheerful. He stepped forward and said, "I praised Mo Jie's paper a few days ago and praised Ye Shiyi's "The Inscription on the Humble House". I don't know what kind of person he was before I could write such a text. I met today and it turned out to be well-known..."

"That may not be possible." Wang Jin next to him muttered.

"Master is anxious, let's go in first." Wang Wei coughed slightly, then smiled.

Everyone stopped making noise and walked forward and headed towards the yard with endless music.

Not long after, he arrived at the gate of the yard, and there were servants in front of the door. However, when he saw that it was Wang Wei, he didn't understand and just bowed and let the road go. Wang Wei walked in slowly, without any smug expression on his face. However, Wang Jin next to him was a little impetuous and progressive, which was not comparable to his age.

Ye Chang didn't know why these people in their forties became grandfathers in this era.

The sound of silk and bamboo in the yard stopped in vain, and then a female voice came: "It turned out to be Mojie. I told you why the magpies kept shouting all the way today."

Ye Chang and others also followed in at this time and saw a female Taoist nun sitting high on the Hu bed in the north of the yard, hidden by a flower pot.

It is Princess Yuzhen.

She stared at Wang Wei, and saw that others just glanced at him, and even when she saw Ye Chang, she only stopped for a moment more than others.
Chapter completed!