Prime Minister

Chapter 201 Fan Lou Poetry Meeting
The hustle and bustle of the New Year's Eve is still going on, and many men and women come here to watch lanterns and plays.

A pair of unmarried men and women came to the side of the noodle stall.

The woman said: "I'm hungry."

The man said: "Exactly, then go home and eat some."

The woman said: "I have nothing to eat at home."

The man nodded and said to the stall owner: "Then here are two bowls of vegetarian rice dumplings. No fine ingredients, and no chicken offal."

The man said to the woman again: "You don't want to eat, do you?"

The man turned his head and said to the stall owner, "No fine ingredients for the two bowls, chicken offal."

"Okay." The stall owner was pinching some salt into the bowl.

The woman stood up and said, "I'm going home."

The man looked blank and said: "Hey, aren't you hungry? Why did you leave? Wait... just, the store wants a bowl of 馉饳'er."

Zhang Yue and Shi Qi Niang looked at it and laughed.

At this moment Seventeen Niang said: "I'm going back."

Zhang Yue said: "Then let's sit down and eat a bowl of glutinous rice balls."

"You need to add fine ingredients, and you also need to add chicken offal."

Seventeen mothers. . .

After all, there is no feast that never ends.

"I'll see you off!" Zhang Yueyan said.

Seventeen Niang nodded.

The maidservant suddenly said: "I heard that Mr. Dalang and Mr. Erlang are drinking in Fanlou tonight. Let's go to Fanlou."

Going to Fanlou is a longer walk than Zhouqiao.

Seventeen Niang hesitated slightly when she heard the words, but nodded in agreement.

The two were happy when they came, but they were not emotional when they went back.

It is well known that Fanlou is the number one restaurant in Bianjing.

It is also known as Fengle Building or Baifan Building.

In terms of the style of the buildings, the Fan Building is superior, the other restaurants have two floors, and the Dufan Building has three floors.Not only is the building tall, but Fanlou has two floors from east to west, and it can receive thousands of drinkers at its peak every day.

The west building can even overlook Da Nei, and it is inevitable that people will spy on the whereabouts of the emperor, so the west building is strictly forbidden for alcoholics to look at.I heard that Song Renzong Ye is a frequent visitor to the West Building on weekdays.

Fan Lou can sell [-] catties of wine a day, and the wine tax alone can collect [-] jin a day.And on the night of Yuanxi, Fanlou is even more lively.

On New Year's Eve, every drinker who arrives at Fanlou first will have a golden flag.A lotus lantern is placed between each tile on the roof of the building. From a distance, the lamps and candles are shining brightly, illuminating each other high and low.

In addition to other things, Fanlou and the Poetry Association will come here to make a name for themselves, and even invited Mei Yaochen, the founder of the poetry circle, to sit here.

When it comes to the way of poetry, Mei Yaochen is slightly better than Ouyang Xiu.

At that time, it was said that Mei Yaochen's poems, Ouyang Xiu's essays, and Cai Xiang's calligraphy were the three masterpieces of the dynasty.

On this day, the bead curtain embroidered the forehead in the restaurant, and the lamps and candles were shining brightly.Han Zhongyan, Huang Lu, Fan Zuyu and a group of imperial students are here, and the atmosphere is naturally more lively than the poetry meeting upstairs.

Surrounded by beautiful prostitutes.

So the restaurant is selling money, there is a wealthy student named Shen Kai from Wu Xinglai's family in the Taixue, who fell in love with a famous prostitute in Fanlou.

Afterwards, the imperial student went to Fanlou repeatedly to meet the famous prostitute for many days, but the famous prostitute was excellent in both sex and art, and ignored the imperial student.

The Tai student didn't give up either, and he didn't hesitate to spend a lot of money to meet this famous prostitute.

The courtesan saw that the imperial student was so affectionate, so she agreed to meet the imperial student in Fanlou.

After the two of them climbed the Fan Tower together, the student was so excited that he shouted to the thousands of drinkers in the Fan Tower, "Just eat and drink, I've invited you today."

That night, the reputation of the Tai student's wealth spread throughout Bianjing.

Who can be dissatisfied with picking up girls to this level.

Today Han Zhongyan was selling gold here, and smiled to the left and right: "Today, everyone in the house is full, except the head of the house. You said that the head of the house only has poems and books in his daily eyes, so he won't be studying hard at the Taixue tonight." Bar."

Everyone laughed and said, "Maybe so. The head of the fast is usually a decent person."

Han Zhongyan smiled and said: "I don't believe it, maybe he is meeting with a beautiful woman at the moment."

One person laughed and said, "It's absolutely impossible. I haven't seen the head of the fasting house until now. He must not be close to women. As for whether he is close to men, I don't know."

Everyone laughed.

Han Zhongyan also laughed, but he also felt that Zhang Yue was unlikely to do so.

Han Zhongyan glanced at the window inadvertently. He was about to raise a cup to drink, but suddenly paused and looked out the window again.

"This...isn't this the chief?"

Han Zhongyan was shocked first and then said happily: "Look at the woman next to him, I just said that he is going to meet a beautiful woman tonight."

All the Tai students rushed to the window to watch.

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At this moment, Zhang Yue sent Seventeen Niang and two maidservants to Fanlou.

It can be seen from a distance that the Wu family's family guards.

Seventeen Niang bowed to Zhang Yue and said, "Mr. Zhang, please stop, I'm leaving."

Zhang Yue held back for a while and finally said, "Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

Shi Qi Niang and two maidservants walked towards Fan Lou, and the maid said to Shi Qi Niang in a low voice: "Miss, why don't you say that Mr. Zhang Jialang will be admitted to Jinshi as soon as possible."

Seventeen Niang said: "Seeing this side today, he should already know what I mean, so why bother talking."

The maid snickered and said, "I don't think so. But if you know, it will be a good story to talk about in the future."

Seventeen Niang said: "If I am admitted as a Jinshi to complete this story, I am certainly happy, but for myself, I will be a strange man."

After finishing speaking, the maidservant turned her head, smiled and said to Seventeen Niang, "Girl, Mr. Zhang Family is still watching here."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Seventeen Niang nodded, but did not look back.

Zhang Yue knew that Shi Qi Niang had no reason to look back, but seeing her walk into Fan Lou, he felt a little melancholy in his heart.

Suddenly someone behind him said: "Master Zhai, why are you here?"

Zhang Yue turned his head and saw Han Zhongyan and others, as well as several of his colleagues.

Zhang Yue looked up and said, "Aren't you going to brothel tonight, why did you arrive at Fanlou?"

Han Zhongyan said with a smile, "Don't ask us, how did you get here, Chief Zhai?"

Zhang Yue said seriously: "Why can't I come here? I'm tired of studying in the Taixue, can't I go out for a stroll?"

Unexpectedly, after Zhang Yue finished speaking, everyone in Han Zhongyan burst into laughter.

Seeing this, Zhang Yue was full of question marks.

Huang Lu sighed, "Master Zhai, just now I was speaking for you, saying that you...now..."

Han Zhongyan smiled and said: "Master Zhai, who is that woman just now? Although I can't see it clearly, she must be a peerless beauty."

Zhang Yue was taken aback, how did they see it.

Brother Zhang Yue once said that he once had an appointment with Xiaohua to go shopping. He said that he was in a mood at that time, wishing to meet acquaintances all over the street.Although the senior brother only made an appointment once, this matter became a topic of conversation for him and he mentioned it from time to time.

However, the matter he agreed with the Wu family, after all, there are still variables in this matter, and Zhang Yue is unwilling to mention it.

At the beginning, the engagement between Huang Haoyi and the official family was also said so that the entire imperial school knew.But after becoming yellow, Huang Meiyi became the laughing stock that the students mentioned from time to time.

So Zhang Yuelai categorically denied it.

Now that he came, Zhang Yue followed the crowd to Fanlou.

It's not the first time Zhang Yue has come to Fanlou.

Although the Fan Tower is said to have three floors, the lower two floors are built with bricks and stones as the platform, and the third floor is followed by pillars, so the first floor of the West Tower can see the imperial palace at a glance.

In addition to seeing the imperial palace in the west building, there is a flying bridge railing between the east and west floors.

When it comes to the Lantern Festival, the outside of the Fanlou Pavilion is brightly lit, and now on the night of the Lantern Festival, the top is covered with lotus lanterns, which is really spectacular to look at.

Outside the gate of Fanlou is a huge colored building, and after passing through the colored building, there are more than a hundred kabukis lined up along the corridor, each of them is heavily made up and graceful, looking like a fairy.

If a drinker takes a fancy to any woman, he can let her in to accompany him.

When I entered the building, I saw hundreds of people sitting in the east building.

The two men in front of the door, wearing square-shaped turbans on their heads, wearing purple shirts, and silk shoes and clean socks under their feet, will guide visitors inside.

There are seventy or eighty tables and stools scattered downstairs, while there are more than sixty pavilions upstairs.In Bianjing, the scattered seats in the restaurant are called door beds and horses. If you don't buy enough wine, you are not allowed to enter the pavilion.

As for a big customer like Han Zhongyan, he was attracted upstairs after seeing it.

The second and third floors are all back-shaped, and the center is a courtyard, but there are more than a dozen poetry plaques hanging on the courtyard.

Zhang Yue went to the building courtyard to have a look, but when he saw that the wine was intoxicating, he said: "There is another Yuanxi poem in the pavilion."

One person hung the poem plaque on the patio.

Both the front and back of the poem card are thickly written, and anyone with a good eye can see them clearly.

Many drinkers read the poems as if they were savoring them repeatedly.

Han Zhongyan said to Zhang Yue: "Just now I wrote more than a dozen capitals for Mr. Wanling to read, but none of them was included in the poem list. Why don't the head of the house write a poem on the New Year's Eve for a try?"

When Zhang Yue heard that Mei Yaochen was in Fanlou, he said: "Everyone is gone, if my writing and ink can get into the eyes of Mr. Wanling, I won't take it upon myself."

Tai students also know that the stronger the chapters are, the more they are Confucian classics and articles, and they can only barely pass in every examination of poetry.

One of them laughed and said, "Master Zhai, everyone is here."

"That's right. We usually write poems with formats, but the poems on Yuanxi Festival don't stick to these. It can be poems or words. It's just that the writing is not good, and this poem board can't be written."

Everyone laughed.

Zhang Yue waved his hand and said, "Today I only chat with Tongzhai and don't write poems."

Zhang Yue said so, and no one dared to force it.

Speaking of which, everyone climbed up the steps and came to the pavilion, the rest of the fellows looked at Zhang Yue but did not dare to make a sound, they were all new here and did not dare to make jokes about Zhang Yue directly.

In addition to Tongzhai, there are more than a dozen singing girls who either come to accompany the wine, or play and sing.

People in Bianjing call this "Qianzhan'er", and it doesn't matter whether the song is good or bad, as long as it can relieve boredom.Many people in Bianjing had nothing to do with their lives, so they let their daughters or wives go to restaurants to catch up.

There are twice as many people rushing to take advantage of the time in the fan tower than the drinkers.

There are all first-class utensils in the pavilion, and all the chairs and tables are neat. This is the grandeur of Fanlou.Sitting in the pavilion, you can have a glimpse of the night scene of the Yuanxi Festival in Bianjing City.

Someone wrote a poem about Fan Lou.

The restaurants in the city are so high that they cook dragon and phoenix flavors.

Gongsun got off his horse and got drunk after smelling the fragrance. He would spend tens of thousands of dollars on a drink.

Invite distinguished guests, attract high sages, and play music and orchestral upstairs.

All kinds of beautiful things are rare and delicious, and the railings and painted eaves are all around.

At this time, there was a burst of applause outside the pavilion.

Someone said: "Good poems, good poems, this year's Yuanxi poems should belong to this."

Han Zhongyan was somewhat dissatisfied and said, "I want to see who did it?"

Several classmates followed out.

Zhang Yue didn't care about eating at the restaurant, he was really hungry after walking around for so long.

Soon Han Zhongyan came over with a surprised look on his face.

A bystander asked, "Who did it?"

Han Zhongyan said: "It's a man named Wang Kui. It's really a good poem, but I've never heard of this name before."

(End of this chapter)