Settled in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 342
This is Princess Qi? !That beauty who was recorded in historical records by Lord Erfeng who killed Queen Qi and took her to the harem? !From what I saw just now, she is indeed a beautiful woman.

According to historical records, the emotional relationship between this beauty and Mr. Erfeng can be described as confusing.Some people said that the two had hooked up before the death of King Qi, and some said that Lord Erfeng snatched her into the palace later!What is the truth, you can't just ask Mr. Erfeng or Princess Qi.The secrets of history can only be hidden in the unknown truth.

Xue Lang thought for a while, and Yili met Princess Qi.Princess Qi has a beautiful appearance, a calm expression, and a gentle and indifferent temperament. Although she smiles, there is no enthusiasm.Think about Li Yuanji who has a bad temper... These two people are not the same at all, no wonder they can't get along.Of course, this guess can only be kept in the heart, it is impossible to ask.

Princess Qi said: "I see sister Pingyang's obstacles are ahead, Prince Xue, let's go now."

"Princess Qi, let's go."

Only Concubine Qi did not see King Qi Li Yuanji. Presumably, King Qi must have entered the palace with the prince. The prince must come with the sage. There is still time for a stroll!
Xue Lang took Chang Jian a little farther away, the guards were scattered among the crowd, not too closely following him, Chang Jian followed behind him with the suitcase on his back, following him step by step.

Looking at the Furong Garden today, Xue Lang saw that there were not only many women, but also many young men, but he didn't know where Su Han and the others were. Otherwise, before the saint came, he could join in the fun and maybe catch a glimpse of Su Han. The appearance of the sweetheart.In other words, he was quite curious.

A little farther away, the fabric used for pedestrians and barriers is not as good as that of the barriers set up by the water.Going further away, there are many young people wrapped in Futou and wearing linen clothes, but all of them look very happy and high-spirited.

Going forward is a small forest, with many colorful skirts hanging, obviously there are many women there.Xue Lang was embarrassed to go any further, so he sat down on a nearby free grassland, intending to watch how the common people of the Tang Dynasty celebrated the Shangsi Festival.

"...Brother Zhou, I don't know how many places you voted for before the test?"

"Every official who can be called a name has voted. Brother Xu, how about you?"

Not far from Xue Lang sat a few men, the older one was in his thirties, and the younger one was in his twenties, he should be a scholar who had passed the exam.The imperial examinations in the Tang Dynasty were held in February, and the results were released in early March.

Xue Lang has limited talent and learning, so the imperial examinations naturally have nothing to do with him.He is a newcomer. Although he has a title, his achievements and talents have not been shown to others, and no scholars who have participated in the imperial examinations have given him papers.At this time, listening to these scholars talk, it is a kind of novelty——

Dealing with a group of people who are older than him every day, I almost forget that he is actually still young!Xue Lang sighed silently in his heart.

"Dalang, do you want some water?"

Xue Lang nodded.Changjian took out the thermos from the book case, unscrewed the lid, and poured a lid of hot water for Xue Lang.Xue Lang took it, drank it slowly, and listened to the discussions of the scholars beside him.

"I heard that Brother Zhou's poems are quite appreciated by the Crown Prince Zhongyun. It's really enviable to meet him like this."

"Brother Xu, why should you be envious? I heard that the papers you submitted to the residence of Pei Ju, Minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, also received good reviews! Why should you be envious of me?"

The two smug young men laughed and complimented each other.On the other hand, the person sitting beside him who only cared about eating and drinking interjected, "I heard that Brother Zhou came from a family of ordinary gentry?"

The joyful look on the face of the young man called Brother Zhou faded away, and he said, "Zhou's background is not high, what's your opinion, Brother Lin?"

The man called Brother Lin put down his chopsticks and said seriously: "I have no objection, but I want to share some shallow experience with Brother Zhou."

Brother Zhou glanced at him coldly, and said sarcastically, "I don't know what opinion Brother Lin has? Zhou is waiting to teach you!"

Brother Lin was not annoyed by being ridiculed, and said: "Just now I heard that Brother Zhou's travel scrolls are appreciated by Prince Zhongyun. This is a happy event, but due to Brother Zhou's background, I thought it was inevitable that Brother Zhou would be happy for nothing."

Brother Zhou glared at Brother Lin, and said coldly: "Brother Lin, a man should be broad-minded. It's not a gentleman's job to be jealous of such a villain!"

Brother Lin said: "Brother Zhou misunderstood someone! Someone is not talented, admires Brother Zhou's talent, and has gone through several imperial examinations. He knows the situation in Chang'an city a little better than Brother Zhou, so I will speak lightly and deeply, so I will take the liberty to say a few words. With Brother Zhou's background, it's better not to go to the East Palace!"

"Brother Lin, why did you say that?"

"The prince is surrounded by children from aristocratic families. Where can I wait for a humble scholar to stand up! After ten years of hard work, I don't want Brother Zhou to waste his time and waste his time."

Brother Zhou frowned, thought for a while, and said hesitantly: "Brother Lin doesn't know something. I have a cousin who is from Hedong. Anyone can enter the mansion, and the name of Ren Xia is resounding across the river. Such a sage who respects the corporal...does he care about his background?"

Brother Lin smiled and said: "One moment and another moment! The prince was still not the prince when he was guarding the river, brother Zhou, can you tell me?"

Brother Zhou was speechless for a while.Elder brother Lin sighed, and said: "Ms. Lin is taking the liberty to speak lightly and deeply, and I hope Brother Zhou think twice. Let's not forget, it's getting late, and I have received a lot of posts recently, so it's time to go to the banquet. Farewell! There will be a date later!"

The scholar surnamed Lin got up and went to the banquet with the book boy who was close to him——

Most of these famous scholars on the list are invited by others, and when they have the good evaluation, they are even competing for invitations. On the day of the Shangsi Festival, the famous scholars can receive a large pile of invitations. Son, just rushing to the banquet can make these scholars dizzy with too much work.

Especially those scholars who are single and unmarried, and those who have unmarried young ladies in Chang'an City are more willing to invite them so that they can choose husbands for the young ladies in their families.Also because of this, Shangsi Festival is also nicknamed the Blind Date Festival, which is simply an ancient single day.

Speaking of which, I don’t know whether the Chang’an flower in the poem written by Meng Jiao, “Horseshoe disease is proud of the spring breeze, I can see all the Chang’an flowers in one day”, does this Chang’an flower refer to people or plants?

Xue Lang was provoked by his own brain hole to laugh secretly.After being told by the scholar surnamed Lin, the few scholars lost the interest in chatting and flattering each other. They all got up and went to the banquet with the invitations they received.

Xue Lang finished drinking the hot water in the lid of the cup, handed the lid to Changjian to put it away, and stared at the backs of several far away scholars in a daze——

These few scholars still have time to chat and praise each other. Obviously, they are not outstanding in this imperial examination, otherwise, they would be too busy going to the banquet, so there would be no time to pretend to be aggressive.

However, that scholar surnamed Lin is a talented person, not to mention how talented he is, his vision is good.Xue Lang silently remembered his appearance.

"Da Lang, I saw the guard of honor of the saint coming."

Changjian reminded in a low voice.Xue Lang stood up: "Let's go to the saint's banquet!"

(End of this chapter)