After the sting, it gradually became rainy. On the afternoon of the seventh day of the second lunar month, light rain pours on the soil in the courtyard of the Dharma Nunnery and in the Grand View Garden, and the spring is revived.

Jia Huan sat on a collapsed chair covered with soft pink mattresses, drinking tea with a calm expression, looking at the light rain outside the arched window, like silk.

Qin Keqing was dressed in light white plain clothes, with a plain face facing the sky, and she was still a delicate flower. There is indescribable tenderness between the eyebrows. On the round table between the two of them, more than a dozen newspapers were spread out in a mess. She looked at Jia Huan's side face and said softly: "Uncle Huan, you see, most of the newspapers in Beijing are saying good things about you and Miss Lin." Are you still worried? ”

In the Dharma Nunnery, the Buddhist scriptures are just for a show, and the time to pass the time is mainly to read various newspapers.

Jia Huan listened to Qin Keqing's words, retracted his gaze, and said softly: "Keqing, I know." Don't worry, I'm thinking about something else. ”

As he expected, under the dual influence of the drinking words and Ji Shilang's statement, after the fermentation of time, by the beginning of February, the wind direction in Beijing had indeed changed. no longer criticizes his intention to marry Daiyu.

It is reported that a few days ago, Hu Mengyang, a famous scholar in Beijing, a friend of Grandmaster Fang, and one of the leading figures in the Chu Dynasty, came to the door and scolded Han Xiucai.

As far as public opinion is concerned, his relationship with Daiyu and marriage, have become a thing of the past. This is over!

Qin Keqing nodded gently, "Hmm." The delicate and graceful lady leaned over to add tea to Jia Huan. A delicate copper teapot with a straight stream of hot tea flowing from the spout and rushing into a smooth white porcelain tea bowl.

Jia Huan smiled and looked out the window at the rain.

He had just come from Daiyu's Xiaoxiang Pavilion and sat down with Qin Keqing. It doesn't matter what you talk to Keqing. Sitting relatively closely, she will give you a very comfortable and comfortable feeling. Perhaps, this is her charm.

He thought about his business.

In people's hearts, there are some taboo things! Han Xiucai hacked him so hard. At the same time, it ruined Sister Lin's reputation. Published articles in Pravda, known all over the world. He can't tolerate it! Is it tolerable, or is it intolerable?

The game of winning the heir, breaking the game should be this year! At that time, all things, new accounts and old accounts, will be settled together.

The end is not the end. Rather, the beginning of a big drama! Wait and do.

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The spring of the seventeenth year of Yongzhi is set on February 16. Therefore, at the seventh day of the second month, the capital was already the world of scholars.

More than 3,000 people gathered in Beijing, and the excitement can be imagined. The scholars held literary gatherings, delivered manuscripts to the powerful and magnates, gathered with fellow villagers, mingled with famous prostitutes, sang harmony... Therefore, it is actually logical for the focus of public opinion in Beijing to shift from Jia Huan. The triennial spring festival has too many topics.

On the evening of the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, a grand literary meeting was held in Jingyuan. Celebrities, prostitutes, and children gather here.

According to common sense, before the exams are approaching, the lifters should carefully study in the hostel and the guild hall. However, those who are familiar with the imperial examination system understand that before the examination, you need to make a name for yourself. Otherwise, after the palace examination, choose the Jishi, who knows you?

You must know that Zhang Juzheng was not a three-ding armor in his youth, but he entered the Hanlin Academy through the identity of Shu Jishi, which laid his "Taoist foundation".

Hu Mengyang, in his early fifties, is an official secretary (Zheng Liupin), dressed in a cyan robe, and has a very literati temperament. Celebrities in Beijing. His literary ideas were similar to those of Grandmaster Fang, and the two had a close relationship. At the same time, he often participated in and presided over the literary meetings in Jingyuan, so he was also the party of the king of Chu.

In the main hall, there were about 100 people. The lights are brilliant. Silk and bamboo playing, singing and dancing endlessly, staggered.

Hu Mengyang raised his glass and said: "Today, the sages in Beijing are all over, and the young are salty. Everyone drink this cup, and then invite everyone in Yuhua to show their singing voices and cheer up your thoughts! ”

"Good!"

The whole hall was full of applause. The seventy or eighty Beijing Chinese scholars who sat separately raised their glasses one after another when they participated in the examination, and the atmosphere was warm.

Jingyuan held the main hall of the Wenhui at this time, and the east side is adjacent to the North Lake. At this time, a two-story painting boat slowly approached the terrace on the east side of the main hall. Obviously, Shi Yuhua, a famous and peerless celebrity, will come from the ship and enter the main hall from the terrace.

The starlight fell on the clean terrace, empty and empty, and the moon was like water. The scholars in the hall held their breath and looked at the exit of the painting boat. Compete to see the beauty.

Suddenly, in the middle of the painting boat, silk and bamboo played in unison. Cadance is an ugly slave. Everyone in the main hall let out a slight exclamation, and the sense of anticipation was even greater. Jia Tanhua, a famous scholar of the national dynasty, wrote a famous article in front of Shi Yuhua: Ugly slave - a young man does not know the taste of sorrow.

At this time, in the painting boat, in the side hall, two famous prostitutes and beauties who were invited to come from the teaching department sat opposite each other, and whispered indignantly.

"What is she? Isn't it just that you are fooled and neglected today, you like beauties, and you can go to Xiyuan to perform a few songs. Proud of her! She is far worse than her easy-going poetic predecessors. ”

"That is, when you look at her foxy appearance, you see that everyone looks like she hasn't woken up, and her eyebrows are flirtatious, seducing men's hearts. She also wants to say that she is a clean person, and she doesn't sell her body. Bah! ”

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In the main hall of the cabin, Shi Yuhua was dressed in plain yellow clothes, standing in the carpeted cabin, preparing to sing.

The talk came from next door. Her maid Yingying couldn't help but say, "Miss..."

Shi Yuhua's skin was like snow, his posture was slender, and his delicate jade face was calm and waveless, waving his hand gently. There is no wave in my heart. People are not envied and are mediocre. A sixteen-year-old girl, quite a demeanor. When the song arrives, it speaks.

"The boy doesn't know what it's like to be sorrowful...."

The voice came out, and the audience was silent. Shi Yuhua's voice did not have the golden and jade-like penetrating feeling of her master Lin Qianwei, but with a slightly hazy and lazy taste, and created a dreamlike emotional atmosphere through singing skills.

After the song, the applause and applause in the hall suddenly rose!

Ning Cheng, who was sitting in the middle of the main hall, applauded extremely vigorously, with a pair of slender eyes, staring at the exit of the painting boat.

Mr. Jia is not interesting enough. The peerless celebrity lived in his house for a Spring Festival, and refused to help introduce him. His heart was tickling. I came with Shen Qian, the second son of Qingguo Gong, today.

Shen Qian sat on Ning Cheng's right hand side. He was 19 years old and handsome. Scribe's attire. He is the second son of Shen Cheng, the general soldier of Xuanda. The two sons of Qingguo Gong, one literate and one martial. Shen Qian's eldest brother fought with the Zhenguo Hou Niu Jizong in the Western Regions and died in the Western Regions. He has been in prison for several years and will take this year's Ministry of Rites examination.

Shen Qian looked at Ning Cheng, who was as excited as a child, and smiled slightly in his heart, he was actually looking forward to it.

He was friendly with Feng Ziying, Wei Ruolan, and Chen Yejun. Qingguo Mansion and Jiafu have always had dealings, and they are both old martial arts groups. Jia Huan, he's seen it several times. He was more familiar with Jia Huan's disciple Ning Cheng.

Shen Qian didn't say anything. Not far from Ningcheng, there is Yuan Mei, a famous man from the south of the Yangtze River who went to Beijing, and Ji Shichun, the nephew of Ji Xingsheng. In addition, the scholars who became famous in Beijing: Qu Wei of Cixi, Zhejiang, Fu Zhengmeng of Yuyao, Zhejiang, etc.

All eyes are on.

In the painting boat, the music score was changed, and a beautiful woman in a green shirt with a plump figure and charming eyes came down first. Many people are a little disappointed in their hearts. Not worthy of the name. However, soon someone whispered that this was not Yuhua's family.

Then, another delicate beauty came out, with a melon seed face, beautiful eyebrows like the moon, bright eyes with smoke, and a cherry mouth. With the experience just now, no one in the temple made a sound. Then, a medium-sized woman dressed in a plain yellow robe walked out.

This woman is slender and graceful. Beauty. The skin is fair, and there is no powder on the jade face, and it is natural. As soon as she appeared, it was as if all the moonlight on the terrace had gathered on her. Pure and beautiful, intoxicating.

A pair of bright pupils swept over everyone's faces, seemingly affectionate, with a lazy smile at the corner of her mouth, with a seductive charm, no man can resist this style.

She came from a dream!

Ji Shichun sat on the side of the small case, closed the fan, and praised: "Sure enough, he is a peerless celebrity." Such a stunner. It lives up to its name. ”

Shi Yuhua walked to the hall and bowed slightly to Hu Mengyang, the organizer of today's cultural meeting, and was about to start the performance.

At this time, Ning Cheng stood up and raised his voice: "Yuhua everyone, I am Ning Cheng, a student of Jia Tanhua. Jiumu Yuhua everyone, I would like to toast and talk about my heart. Immediately, a maid came forward with a wine glass.

A group of people scolded Ning Cheng for being shameless! In the capital, everyone knows that Jia Huan's concubine Lin Qianwei is Shi Yuhua's teacher, and it is rumored that Lin Qianwei's singing voice is better than Shi Yuhua.

Shi Yuhua turned sideways, his eyes flashed, and he chuckled: "Xie Yue Guogong is kind." I never drink alcohol. "Drinking alcohol is bad for your throat.

Ancient women called themselves, usually: slave family, little woman. However, Shi Yuhua, like Weiwei, calls herself me. In this context, more people recognize her title.

Immediately, a burst of mocking laughter sounded in the hall. There were also some exclamations. A peerless celebrity, really different.

Shi Yuhua began to perform. This time, it was "Huanxi Sha-Remnant Snow Condensation Cold Painting Screen" was sung. The singing voice is moving.

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At about nine o'clock in the evening, the starlight fell on the streets, and the steady carriage drove towards the east city. Shi Yuhua leaned tiredly in the carriage. It's tiring to sing tunes.

The maid Yingying spoke excitedly. The performance of Jing Yuan just now was very exciting. Her young lady is in the capital, and her reputation in the world is estimated to go to the next level. Because, just now, there were scholars from all over the country!

"Miss, why did you refuse that Ji Gongzi's invitation? Didn't he say that his uncle was going to be a university scholar? ”

Shi Yuhua rolled his eyes and said coquettishly: "Yingying, how much silver did he give you?" To go, you go. I'm not going. This kind of person has a distinction between descendants and concubines in his heart. So what am I in his eyes? It's just a plaything! ”

The little maid suddenly had a bitter face. I'm a little embarrassed.

Shi Yuhua said funny: "Stop acting." I'm going to my master's house the day after tomorrow. "Jingzhong's acting career, she is tired of it.

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On the morning of the tenth day of February. Jia Huan's residence, in the garden of the North Park, the spring is harmonious, the willows are still around, and the warblers are crying.

In the small pavilion in the garden, Jia Huan was holding his hands behind his back, standing tall, and looking at the beautiful scenery of the garden calmly. Beside her, Lin Qianwei took a few maids in the small pavilion, arranging mattresses, tea, and pastries.

After a while, Jia Huan turned around and said calmly: "Shi Yuhua, Wei Wei said that you have something to find me?" ”

Shi Yuhua was dressed in a moon-white long skirt, with a graceful posture, poured a cup of tea, took a few steps forward, and presented it to Jia Huan: "Yes!" ”

If someone sees this scene, it is estimated that they will have the heart to scold Jia Huan to death. A peerless celebrity! In the capital, from high-ranking officials and nobles, down to Shilin and newspapers, countless people are sought after and admired, and the great beauties are doing the rough work of a little maid: serving tea and pouring water.

Tyrannical Creatures!

Listening to Jia Huan's tone, Shi Yuhua could only see him after making an appointment. However, how many people in the capital want to see her but can't? How many people have her dream goddess? Tossing and turning!

Jia Huan, he's good. Is this still not Jia Tanhua who "has a hairpin and a prostitute fairy bone, and is a prime minister who drinks and sings"?

However, this is indeed the case. If Shi Yuhua didn't ask Wei Wei to help spread the word, Jia Huan wouldn't see her at all.

The country is picturesque, and there are many heroes at one time. In this game of chess in the world, Shi Da Beauty actually doesn't even have the qualifications to take a look. To Jia Huan, she is just a passerby.

In front of Jia Huan, Shi Yuhua seemed to have converged the demeanor of a peerless celebrity and the dazzling light, her eyes lowered slightly, and she said in a clear voice: "Yes, Third Master." ”