The first free king of Tang Dynasty

Chapter 452

Today, also known as the day of New Year's Eve, is the most lively of these two days.

Throughout the year, except for the Lantern Festival, Chang'an City is considered the most noisy and jubilant time today.

Even if the year is difficult, but in order to seek auspiciousness, the common people are happy and happy, busy with their work, and celebrate the new year.

There are many more children running around and playing on the streets of Chang'an, and there are even more peddlers on the streets.

The sound of congratulations, hawking, calling, noise...

This is also a lively scene that cannot be described in history books or any words.

In today's Chang'an City, besides the topic of New Year's Eve, the streets and alleys are talking about one thing.

That was last night, the head of the Chang'an Student Association, the head of the youth group, but the merchant secretary laughed and left, not giving Cui and Zheng's family any face.

Needless to say, the Cui and Zheng families are nobles of the noble family and high halls.

A newly-promoted Marquis of the imperial court directly made business announcements at the student associations run by two other families.

It can be described as murderous!

This is a story that can't be written in the script, and for a while, there are constant rumors everywhere.

But in the same way, the name of the little poet fairy spread to every corner of Chang'an City.

I heard that there are seven quatrains in the poem.

There is no one in the room who can understand the ten-word couplet.

There is also a song from beyond the sky, which echoes in the royal garden Furong Garden.

It can be said that he is a young genius, and his Wenhua is outstanding in the world!
It can be described as a living poetic saint!

For a while, this topic was debated all the time.

And the Tianxiang Pavilion, which appeared in the content of the merchant's announcement last night, was naturally once again full of spectators.

But the door is still closed, and the decoration in front of the door is gorgeous and unique.

What is the difference between Tianxiang Pavilion this day? Let Xiao Shixian announce the opening at the student union.

No, we must come and see the fun at that time.

I heard that there is a spiritual thing in it, as long as it is used a little, the fragrance can last for a long time, which is really miraculous.

In the teahouses in Chang'an City, they were all discussing...

"My God, then you haven't seen it at the scene, all those scholars, their faces are so blue that they can't answer the questions of other little poets, hahaha~"

"Tch, it's as if you went in."

One person immediately refused to accept it: "Hey, the second son of my cousin's third aunt was working in Furong Garden last night, I didn't know?"

said another.

"I see, the little poet fairy has a very kind heart. He is a scholar who is willing to go into business for the relief of the victims. All the nobles still look down on the little poet fairy? It deserves it."

"What, really?"

"Hush, let's just listen to the truth. Let me tell you, the Cui family did the poisoning of Xiao Shixian's tavern back then. Think about it, Xiao Shixian's tavern opened. Before, whose wine shop was the hottest?"

"Isn't that Jiuxiangfang?"

"So, the reason for this, you have to think about it yourself~"

"So that's how it is, then I wish the people from the Cui family and the Zheng family don't have shit for a month, what the hell, they are still scholars~"

In the end, only one thought-provoking look was left, and everyone 'suddenly realized'.

No wonder Xiao Shixian is so ungrateful, this makes him anxious, can he let you go?

And Xiao Shixian is a very good person.

Some people who are really greedy for alcohol but can't afford it, eagerly sniff a few sips of alcohol at the door of Xiaoyaoxuan.

Xiao Shixian will kindly give him a small glass of wine to taste.

Besides, Xiao Shixian is handsome and kind, who in Dongmen Avenue doesn't know Xiaoyaoxuan's little shopkeeper?
For a while, some people praised this statement, some people disdain it, and some misunderstood it, and it became the talk of many people after dinner in Chang'an City.

Many aristocrats and scholars, all of them turned blue when they heard this, and there were also swearers everywhere.

Talk about it, talk about it, make trouble.

The Xiaoyaohou's Xiaoyaoyou was completely famous, and when the Chunloufang heard the news, they were immediately moved by the wind.

Tang Sufan simply learned to be smart this time, and ordered to go down yesterday to send the tune score of this tune to several major spring workshops early this morning.

This saved the scene of being blocked by a kind of romantic woman on New Year's Eve.

But each of the Chunlou is also Nian En, and I started to play this happy tour today, and every time I played it, I emphasized that it was composed by the little poet of Dongmen Street.

At this time, the name of Xiao Shixian was well-known far and wide.

And that Chunxin Pavilion.

Yang Qiaoer held the music score in her hand, and she couldn't tell how many times she read it.

After all, Yu'er, the little girl behind her, couldn't stand it anymore, and joked.

"Sister, you have watched this song so many times, could it be that there is something missing? How about you change it?"

"Little girl, do you want to be punished?"

Yang Qiao'er glanced at Yu'er tactfully, for a while she was full of charm, but it was a pity that no one saw her.

After the master and servant laughed a few words, Yang Qiaoer just said tactfully.

"Su Fan's literary talent is naturally the best in the world, and there is such a mysterious song, how can I change it? Isn't it just being laughed at?"

Naturally, Yu'er already knew Yang Qiao'er's younger brother when she was a little poet, so she immediately laughed out two big dimples.

"Young Master Su Fan's poetic talent is indeed rare in the world, and he is only seventeen years old, yet he is so handsome..."

Speaking of time, a longing for a family who abused her daughter appeared on the little girl's face.

Speaking of this, Yang Qiaoer's complexion sank tactfully.

"That's right, but... Su Fan didn't know how much he had to endure to achieve what he is now..."

Then he glanced at the score in his hand again, the style of the music was melodious and uninhibited, with a kind of boldness and confidence to laugh at all the sufferings in the world.

A touch of relief appeared on that tactful and complicated complexion.

The younger brother who followed behind him back then has grown into a man of indomitable spirit...

However, my younger brother is really the master of trouble.

This time, she was completely confronted with Cui Zheng's family, so how could she leave with peace of mind.

This Chang'an City may have lost all its prosperity, but it is also a place that is even more frightening every step of the way.

What kind of confidence does Su Fan have to be able to face up to the Cui family and the Zheng family...

And today is also the festival of the year.

It was supposed to be a reunion day, but now Su Fan has no relatives...

Ugh……

For a moment, Yang Qiaoer's thoughts became extremely complicated.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

A young servant said.

"Lady Yin, just now there was a nobleman downstairs who ordered me to deliver this letter to you personally."

Yang Qiaoer frowned, Yu'er jumped to open the door, took it in and smiled.

"Sister, I'm afraid it's not a letter of admiration written by some noble son..."

Letters like these are just the favorite tricks of those literati who admire beautiful women.

Throughout the year, Yang Qiaoer does not know how much she will receive.

And now at this time...

"Bring me to see..."

Yang Qiaoer frowned slightly.

After getting it, the envelope really looked like the pink and green book paper that literati like to decorate, but the unique seal of the letter made Yang Qiaoer frown.

When the screen retreated from Yu'er, Yang Qiaoer's jade hand moved slightly, and she opened the envelope herself——

However, there was only one piece of paper inside.

There are eight big characters written on it...

On the fifteenth day of the Shangyuan period, the Emperor Tang traveled at night.

For a moment, Yang Qiaoer's brows were startled, and her eyes kept thinking...

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