The daily life of Dali Siqing

Chapter 157

It is different from the thousands of people who disappeared when they came.

Today, on the official roads of Jizhou, there are more merchants coming and going, and the commercial roads of Jizhou have reproduced the prosperity of the past.

"My lord, when we came, we might not be so leisurely and leisurely!"

The four let their horses go slowly, Shen Bao couldn't help but sighed.

Compared with the rapid travel all the way when I came here, it can be called a tour of mountains and rivers now.

"This is returning to Beijing to report on my work. Anyway, Zhiyuan and Mr. Song are there in the capital. Of course, I am not in a hurry. Such an opportunity is very rare!"

The four of them walked for three full days in what was originally a day's journey on a fast horse.

Xiao Tao is a calm person, took a break to go to the nearby area to fill up the water bag, and asked for directions by the way.

"My lord, Fengling Ferry is thirty miles ahead!"

Shen Bao also smiled and said, "That's right, we picked up Xiao Yang Guo there."

One of Shen Bao's pleasures now is teasing Yang Guo.

Yang Qingyuan also smiled slightly, "Then let's go to that hotel to have a look! The boss is also a good friend."

The four of them pinched the horse's belly lightly, and the imperial horse started to trot.

An hour later, Yang Qingyuan and the others saw the big river flowing.
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In Fengling Town, there was also the bustle of Dadukou in the past, and there was an endless stream of caravans coming and going.

The small inn is also full of merchants now.

"Shopkeeper! When did you have these inscriptions in your store?"

A merchant who often travels to and from the Yellow River saw the inscription on the wall.

"Nodu Bieju!"

Although the merchant is not a scholar, he has traveled all over the world and is well-informed. These four words are vigorous and powerful, with bones in them, and they look extraordinary.

"It was left by a son a few months ago. He seems to be a scholar, and he should have been an official."

The shopkeeper is still kind, and there are always customers from south to north.

A scholar-like man looked at the words on the wall in amazement, but when he saw the signature of the inscription, he frowned and said.

"Shopkeeper, although the writing on your wall was mentioned by a master, but using someone else's signature is not the work of a gentleman!?"

The scholar pointed to the signature and private seal under the inscription and said.

"Look at what you're saying, can this old man even forge a signature?! Besides, I don't know who this Mr. Yang is? What are you doing forging him!?"

The scholar did not take it seriously, "This inscription belongs to Mr. Yang Qingyuan, a scholar of the Imperial Academy at the time. If it is an authentic work, it will be worth a thousand gold."

"Thousands of gold?!"

The boss was also taken aback by the scholar's words.

Since ancient times, scholars will more or less have a problem, so that they can be teachers.

When a scholar sees an opportunity to show his talents, he will certainly not let it go.

"This Yang Qingyuan, Mr. Yang, is the second place in the 13th year of Yong'an, a scholar of the Hanlin Academy."

Although ordinary people do not necessarily know the official system of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the words Hanlin and Bangyan are all familiar terms among the people.

"Although Mr. Yang's articles cannot be regarded as top-notch, Mr. Yang's poems, criminal laws, policy theories, and clear calculations are all unrivaled in the world. His calligraphy is even more unique. He has a thin gold body in one hand and a running script in the other. Xiaosheng heard that in this capital city In the middle, if you want to ask Mr. Yang to do it, you have to write a thousand taels if you don't say anything."

The scholar's words attracted the pedestrians present.

Among the passers-by, those who had read Yang Qingyuan's poems also spoke in agreement.

"I've also read Yang Xueshi's poems, they are really good literary talents!"

In the end, the scholar concluded, "Shopkeeper, think about it, how could such a character write an inscription in your inn?! Impossible! Absolutely impossible!!"

The innkeeper was a little shaken after hearing the scholar's words. Such a person must travel with a cloud of followers.

Although the young prince of that day had an extraordinary bearing, he only had two followers, and he didn't act like a high-ranking official in the court.

Could it be that young master is really pretending to be someone else?
Suspicions also arose in the shopkeeper's heart, but that young master's bearing did not act like this kind of person!

The shopkeeper didn't argue with the guests either. Opening the door to do business emphasizes harmony and making money. This kind of argument is meaningless.

"What's the matter? I don't know. If that young master passes by again, I will definitely ask for you. Hehehe, all guests, please have dinner first."

"No need to wait! Shopkeeper, just ask me."

Just when everyone was about to let go of this matter, a clear voice came from outside the door.

Just as everyone spoke, the four of Yang Qingyuan had already arrived outside the door. When they heard that they were talking about themselves, Yang Qingyuan slowed down.

Yang Qingyuan was even more overjoyed when he heard that scholar's categorical statement that he was a fake.

After coming to this world for many years, Yang Qingyuan has always wanted to pretend to be a slap in the face, to appear holy in front of others.

But counting carefully, apart from the one at An Shigeng's birthday banquet, Yang Qingyuan never had such an opportunity. If a good opportunity is presented to him today, how could Yang Qingyuan let it go? !

Immediately tidy up your clothes and step into the hotel.

"Shopkeeper, long time no see, business is getting better and better."

Seeing the innkeeper, Yang Qingyuan cupped his hands and saluted.

Then Yang Qingyuan turned his attention to the scholar just now.

The owner of the inn was also surprised when he saw Yang Qingyuan. Just now when he talked about Yang Qingyuan's inscription, Yang Qingyuan came.

Before the innkeeper could speak, the wine glass in the hand of the scholar who was seated was accidentally knocked over, and the scholar didn't clean up, and went straight to Yang Qingyuan's place.

Just when the owner of the inn thought that a big show was about to start, and Yang Qingyuan thought he had a chance to show himself.

The scholar walked up to Yang Qingyuan, bowed and gave a long bow.

"Student Yao Yuanzhi, see Bachelor Yang!!" His tone was full of excitement, as if meeting an idol.

This made Yang Qingyuan's heart a little colder, and the chance to show his holiness in front of others seemed to disappear.

"you know me?!"

Yang Qingyuan looked at Yao Yuanzhi carefully, and confirmed that he probably didn't know this person.

"Sir may not know the student."

Yao Yuanzhi also realized that he was being abrupt, so he immediately settled down and began to introduce himself.

"The student was the Juren of Yong'an for 16 years. Unfortunately, his talents were poor and he did not make it to the imperial list. At that time, the student was studying at the Imperial Academy and was taught by his master. In particular, his book "Yu Bian Lun" clearly analyzed the border defense. The students have benefited a lot.”

Now it became clear that Yang Qingyuan had been in the Hanlin Academy for five years, and his work unit had been very stable and had almost no contact with the imperial examinations. However, the Hanlin Bachelor still has another duty, which is to attend classes.

On weekdays, he gave lessons to the prince and princess, and of course he was also ordered to give lectures to the students of the Imperial College.

Yao Yuanzhi had attended lectures in the Imperial College, so it was reasonable to know Yang Qingyuan.

Come on, this Yao Yuanzhi is Yang Qingyuan's little fanboy, and the chance to show himself to others is completely gone.

The boss at the side also heard that the previous young master was really a remarkable person.

After exchanging pleasantries with Yao Yuanzhi, Yang Qingyuan said to the boss at the side: "The boss prepares a table of wine and food, and then opens four upper rooms."

(End of this chapter)