Monument Yangmen

Chapter 77

"The fragrance of the red lotus root and the remnant jade mat in autumn. Untie the clothes lightly, and go on the orchid boat alone..."

"Flowers drift by themselves and water flows by itself. One kind of lovesickness, two places of worry..."

……

The moon was in the middle of the sky, and it was already halfway through the night, and Yang Yansi was still reciting poems.

Mr. Shu Ming asked Zhou Shi, "What song is it?"

"63..."

Mr. Shuming was shocked and said: "I'm afraid that Li Taibai will come back to life, but he may not be able to compare with him...Thirty works handed down from generation to generation, this is against the sky!"

"In this life, it is the old man's blessing to meet this kid."

Shen Lun sighed: "Perhaps because of him, this old man will leave a strong mark in the history books. Just because this old man is fortunate to be his teacher..."

All the gentlemen looked at Shen Lun with envy. It was their belief that they could leave a strong mark in the history books.

"Tonight's poems, the old man must copy a copy, and save it for drinking and savoring later."

Zhou Shi turned his head and looked at the students who followed him to Bianjing for the exam, and sighed slightly, "It's their misfortune to live in the same era as Sixian!"

Mr. Shu Ming shook his head and said: "It's their luck. Being able to be in the same era as this kind of outstanding man, and being able to serve as a minister with him, is destined to leave a mark in the history books."

Yang Yansi couldn't hear what they were talking about, and even Yang Yansi's head was starting to get confused.

He was so confused that he began to chant poems indiscriminately, for example, he is currently reciting a poem on the red line.

"Northern scenery, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow..."

"Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, I can only see the vastness, the great rivers and mountains, suddenly lost the turmoil..."

"Mountain Dance Silver Snake, Yuan Chi Wax Figure, wants to compete with the God of Heaven..."

"..."

"Hiss... What a domineering word, majestic..."

"The country is so beautiful, it attracts countless heroes..."

Mr. Shuming stared, and said to Shen Lun: "The tone is too loud..."

Shen Lun also stared, "I have a bad feeling..."

Yang Yansi had no idea that he was on the verge of beheading.

Still reciting poems.

"Pity Qin Huang Han Wu, slightly lose literary talent..."

Mr. Shu Ming pushed Shen Lun, "Go and stop him..."

Shen Lun also realized that he absolutely couldn't bear to watch his genius disciple fall.

Mr. Shuming and Shen Lun are both politically minded people. Through Yang Yansi's poems, they realized that the emperor of the Song Dynasty might be mentioned later.

Right now Yang Yansi was obviously a little confused, if he said something that shouldn't be said under the watchful eyes of everyone, he would die.

Because of a line of poetry, let a proud man lose his head. This is something that neither Mr. Shu Ming nor Shen Lun wants to see.

"Pity Qin Huang Han Wu, slightly lose literary talent..."

"Slightly less literary..."

"Pfft..."

Yang Yansi fell to the ground, drunk.

Mr. Shu Ming and Shen Lun breathed a sigh of relief as they didn't say what they shouldn't have said.

Suddenly, Yang Yansi who had fallen to the ground raised his head.

Mr. Shu Ming and Shen Lun just let go of their hearts and suspended them.

Shen Lun ran to Yang Yansi in two or three steps, and helped him up.

With red eyes, Yang Yansi cursed loudly.

"Writing poetry... writing poetry..."

"Fuck him!"

As soon as this statement came out, the audience was in an uproar.

Yang Yansi didn't care about the consequences of his curse words.

His head drooped, and he passed out again.

When Yang Yansi fainted for the first time, Yang Ye brought his sons to Changle Fang.

With the help of three disciples, Shen Lun carried Yang Yansi down Changlefang under the eyes of everyone.

Chuxing lay at the door of the room, looked at Yang Yansi who was being carried away through the crack of the door, and said something to Aunt Xiang in a low voice.

"I want to send him off..."

Aunt Xiang smiled and said, "There will be opportunities to meet each other in the future, so don't be so anxious."

When Shen Lun and his party left Changlefang, they were immediately surrounded by a group of people.

Yang Ye stepped forward and cupped his hands, "Thank you, Mr. Shen, for taking care of the dog."

Shen Lun sighed: "I really can't figure it out, how could you give birth to such a monstrous son."

"The old man is his teacher, and it is right to take care of him."

Yang Ye said with a smile: "The dog messed around and disturbed your literary meeting..."

Nima!If this was a nonsense, wouldn't the other people present not even be considered a nonsense?

Yang Ye cupped his fists, "Leave the dog to me! I'll take him back home to rest for a few days."

The old man wanted to take his son back, but Shen Lun couldn't stop him, so he asked Yang Yansi to be handed over to Yang Ye.

The other six sons of the Yang family wanted to help, but Yang Ye stopped them.

Yang Ye picked up Yang Yansi with his own hands, carefully as if holding a rare treasure.

Wherever Yang Ye went, everyone consciously gave way.

But their eyes never left the person in Yang Ye's arms.

Suddenly, Yang Yansi, who was lying quietly in Yang Ye's arms, moved.

In a daze, Yang Yansi muttered.

"You all go back!"

An inexplicable sentence that confused many people.

Unexpectedly, all the girls from Hualou bowed down and answered.

"Thank you, Young Master, for pity..."

Yang Ye thought Yang Yansi had said something nonsense and didn't care.

He didn't expect that Yang Yansi, who was in his arms with his eyes closed, actually gave a response.

"Well... I'll go find you..."

The Hualou girls all bowed down again, and replied: "I will wait for you, sweep the bed and wait..."

Yang Ye was completely confused, he didn't expect his son to be favored by all the girls in Bianjing City's Flower Street and Liu Lane overnight.

Thousands of girls bowed down together, saluted together, and responded to one person's words together.

Not to mention that Yang Ye has never seen this kind of scene, even the veteran dignitaries in Bianjing City have never seen it.

In fact, as a general, he seldom understood the lethality of literati, especially the great talents, to the girls in brothels.

In this lazy Song Dynasty, literati were the darlings of brothels.

In the absence of Liu Yong, the super Fengyue team leader, showing up.Yang Yansi became No.1 to enjoy this kind of treatment.

Seeing the son in his arms, the corner of his mouth was twitching again, Yang Ye quickly covered Yang Yansi's mouth, hugged him and hurried away.

Yang Ye fled in a hurry with his son in his arms, and all the girls bowed down to the place where Yang Yansi had left.

"Congratulations to send your son!"

……

This night, many people in Bianjing were destined to suffer from insomnia.

The literati studied Yang Yansi's poems all night long.

Traffickers and pawns are lamenting the beauty of Bianjing tonight.

The dignitaries are considering how to build a relationship with the Yang family.

The young ladies hid in the boudoir and listened to the maids singing Yang Yansi's poems in a daze.

The women in the brothel arranged Yang Yansi's poems one after another, and then sang them obsessively.

The men were lamenting that Yang Yansi was favored by all the girls in Hualou, and he was so gorgeous and rich.

The women are imagining that they have a husband who is as talented as Yang Yansi.

In the entire city of Bianjing, the only person who slept soundly was the drunk and unconscious Yang Yansi.

　Thanks to 'Forrest Gump Feifei, Ah Zile' for the reward!The eyelids are fighting, and the straw still does not give up, and is struggling to code!Everyone introduce this book to friends around, and recommend it to Straw by the way!Straw must work hard to renew the reward!Will update from time to time!Very scary kind!

　　
　
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