For Pingkangfang, which is located in the east city, Qixiamen Street in the west, Chunming Street in the north, and Xuanyangfang in the south, just like the conversation between Wang Wei and Wang Jin that I heard that night. Du Shiyi, who had never stepped into this place in his past and present lives, always thought that since the prostitutes lived in groups, it must be a place of sensuality, rosé and water.

However, when he entered the west gate of Pingkangfang, he immediately knew that he was wrong.

In this springtime when the weather is right at the end of March, there are not many women on the road, and there are not many romantic men wearing gorgeous clothes and riding horses and whips. As we walk along, we can see a courtyard where the houses are neatly regulated and almost identical. There are plaques hanging in front of the door, except for the first one or two words, and the rest are all exactly the same.

Seeing Du Shiyi looking at these places with thoughtful thought, Liu Mo knew that it was probably the first time he came to Pingkangfang. He smiled and explained: "There are the most common ceremonial courtyards in the capital, and there are many ceremonial courtyards such as Hua, Hezhong, Heyang, Xiang, Xu, Wei, Xiazhou, Rongzhou, etc. These ceremonial courtyards are all listed north of the Cross Street, the most conspicuous. Every year, scholars from each state often live in. There are three songs on the east side of the north gate of the square, and private prostitutes gather, which is also because of the many ceremonial courtyards that gather many ceremonial tributes and ceremonial tributes every year."

Sure enough, as Liu Mo said, Pingkangfang may have some gold-selling caves, but overall it is quite pure. There are several temples and Taoist temples, and there are many official residences. Among them, the residence of Cui Taizhi, the Huangmen Minister, is located in the northwest of the South Gate, and to the south is next to the residence of Wang Zhiyan, the Minister of Justice. If Cui Taizhi once served as the Minister of Works, it is actually the layout of the two Ministers of North and South.

However, living with the six houses of the Cui family in Yongfengli, Dongdu, so the courtyard is very wide and the courtyard is deep, Cui Taizhi's mansion is much simpler. Not only is there no halberd in front of the door, but it is not next to the fang wall. Although it is ranked third, it cannot open the door to the fang wall.

After entering the simple-style aconite in Cui's house, it was the first major courtyard. When the second main gate was at the moment, the manager had already come out. It was probably because he had already received the instructions from the Dongdu area. The middle-aged manager was very attentive and personally took Du Shiyi and others to settle in a two-in-yard in the southeast corner of the front yard. He smiled and explained that this was the small courtyard where Cui's house hosted guests, which was quiet and quiet. He also arranged the stoneworkers whom Du Shiyi accompanied in the front hall in the corridor. As for Liu Mo and other servants, they all had their own place to settle.

And when all this was settled, it was already evening. When Cui Wu, the attentive but cautious manager, came into the house again and asked carefully whether he wanted to send two maids to come, Du Shiyi shook his head and said, "No, there is already a maid and a breastfeeding girl in the house. When I was in the mountains, I was used to taking care of my daily life alone. If it was other errands, Tian Mo would be there."

"That's true." Cui Wu smiled and nodded in agreement, thinking for a moment, but then carefully tentatively, "Du Langjun has worked hard for days and has not known that he plans to go out today to relax and relax? Recently, he heard that there were consecutive cocktails in Pingkangfang North Song, where famous scholars gathered, and good poems were often sung."

Du Shiyi suddenly thought of the conversation between Wang Wei and Wang Jin last night, and smiled for a moment. But before he could answer, Du Shisanniang's voice came from outside: "What's the erection? That kind of place of wind and moon is full of false feelings and forced smiles. Even if there are good poems, they are just erotic words!"

Du Shisanniang, who entered the room, glanced at Cui Wu with some displeasure. Seeing him beat him up and said yes, she couldn't help but say angrily: "Looking at his sneaky look, if the owner of the Cui family knew that he was so unlucky, he would definitely blame him for being troublesome!" After saying this, she raised an eyebrow at Du Shiyi, "Brother, you can't be sorry for the fifth lady!"

Du Shiyi was so amused by Du Shisanniang's self-talk that she couldn't cry. She had to stand up and angrily hold her shoulders, and pushed the person out: "It was you who said the Cui family intended to betroth the Ninth Lady to me before, and now she told me not to be sorry for the fifth Lady, and you are also you... You are a little girl, don't sell your brother casually! Go back to the room and rest. After all, Qiu Niang was leaving her hometown and she didn't show her face. She must be sad. You go and accompany him well. I don't have to worry about it!"

After finally coaxing Du Shisanniang, who is now more and more meddling, out of the house, Du Shiyi wiped the sweat stains on his forehead, then came to the dormitory in the west, and fell heavily on the short bed. On the way from Dongdu to Chang'an, he had encountered an incredible thing. When he arrived in Chang'an and returned to Fanchuan, it was another thing that made him unable to be happy. At this moment, his mind was full of all kinds of thoughts, enough to make him drowsy. He half-squinted his eyes and looked at the somewhat dim roof in the dim light, and he felt deeply sleepy.

I don’t know how long it took, but when Tian Mo leaned in and looked around, he found that the room was quiet and couldn’t help but tiptoe in to check. When he found that Du Shiyi was asleep, he didn’t dare to wake him up rashly, so he hurriedly retreated and reported to Du Shisanniang.

When Du Shiyi woke up, he saw only a small oil lamp with flames like beans left inside, and it was pitch black outside. He got up in a daze, rubbed his eyes and swept the environment around him, and then realized that he was staying in Cui's house tonight. But the next moment, he heard a clear gurgling sound, and was stunned for a moment before realizing that his stomach was protesting.

While eating at Du Siwen at noon, he was absent-minded because he thought about those words and had not filled his stomach. He missed this supper again and was really hungry now!

Previously, Cui Wu politely turned his two maids over. Now he pulled his shoes and picked up the small oil lamp to find food. Du Shiyi felt a little regretful. He didn't like a stranger beside him, and a stranger with ulterior motives. But could he have to endure hunger until dawn? With the dim light, he found the room in the west that was a bookstore. Then he found a thing wrapped in a thick leather case on the short foot table where the book was piled up. When he untied it, he saw a square wooden box with a bowl of green rice and two small and exquisite crisp rolls.

Although the green rice was still a little warm, there was no other side dishes, so it was difficult to swallow in the middle of the night. Du Shiyi naturally had to take the crispy roll to fill her belly. However, when he was hungry, these two things did not relieve their hunger, but instead made him even more hungry because they were not used. Just when he held the lamp and groped all the way to the door, he heard a soft knock on the door outside. He was slightly stunned and hurried forward to open the door, but he saw Qiu Niang standing outside wearing an outer shirt.

"Madam?"

"Mr. I slept lightly. When I heard the movement, I came out to take a look. Seeing that there was a light in the room, I thought that Mr. I didn't have time to have supper, was he hungry?"

Du Shiyi originally wanted to make excuses, but her stomach was extremely unscrupulous at this time. He suddenly looked embarrassed and said, "I can't stand the hunger..."

"Fortunately, I asked if there was a kitchen nearby at night, so that I could prepare some snacks and eat. The Cui Wu was very interested in the manager, saying that there would be a stove in the yard ahead and there would be hot water at night." Qiu Niang said with a smile, then said, "Let's wait, let's go there and see what else."

Seeing him leaving with his clothes, Du Shiyi was stunned. When he returned to the seat in the room, he was in a complicated mood. Sometimes he thought about Du Shisanniang, sometimes he thought about Lu Hong and his fellow brothers far away in Songshan. Occasionally, Cui Jianxuan's face would appear to compete for the space for memories, and he gradually forgot about hunger in his stomach. However, when the door of the room was pushed open and a fragrance came in, he immediately became shocked.

"I couldn't find anything at the moment, so I put a bowl of egg soup cakes. My husband will use it."

The so-called egg soup cake is to twist it into pieces of noodles with your hands and put it in the pan, then beat an egg, sprinkle with green chopped green onions and a few drops of sesame oil, and it is considered to be. Although it is simple, in the eyes of Du Shiyi, who is so hungry that he can swallow a cow, there is naturally no more wonderful food. After a bowl of it, he felt sweating on his body, and the feeling of extreme emptiness of his stomach was filled, and he breathed a long sigh of relief. Thinking that Qiu Niang got up in the middle of the night and only made a bowl of egg soup cake for himself, he couldn't help but thank him, but Qiu Niang smiled and shook her head.

"When I was already thinking of dying, God sent my husband and wife to me again. How can I say thank you for some trivial matters?" She said, while looking at Du Shiyi in a daze, she said for a long time, "What's more, my husband doesn't dislike me as an ominous person, which is like giving me a second life! It's getting late, my husband should rinse his mouth and rest early. There is still something to do tomorrow."

When Qiu Niang served him and rinsed her mouth and lay down again, Du Shiyi listened to the sound of footsteps that were gone, and she understood why she abandoned her old house and followed him. Whether in her past and present life, the impression of her mother in his memory was very vague, but at this moment Qiu Niang gave him a bit of maternal feeling.

It is said that the Cui family is more suitable for preparing for the examination, but the examination is the same as the annual exam. Although the examination is three times, the second essay is the top priority. On the contrary, even if the first rote scriptures cannot be completed, they can be compensated by poetry. The so-called redemption of the post means this. The third policy theory is the last one, so it is naturally a stupid method that most scholars will not use. With this time, it is better to meet more famous officials in the court, or go to a few literary and poetry meetings, making it worthwhile.

Since Du Shiyi moved into Cui's house, he called the manager Cui Wulai the next day, and asked inadvertently about all the things that have happened in Chang'an City, especially the treasure conference in East and West City. He asked very carefully. When he learned that the person he wanted to inquire often went in and out, he thoughtfully began to think about it.
Chapter completed!