Many people in the crowd outside the safety zone pointed and talked about Li Shiyi, but the topic of many people was not Li Shizhi, who was wearing a brand-new plain silk robe, but another person.

"Hey, let me ask, who is the Fang Ding named Wang Yuan? Yesterday I listened to the music composed by his poems in the Autumn Moon Pavilion, and I was very impressed, but unfortunately I didn't know the other side. ”

"I'm sorry, I don't know either, I also came to see me today after listening to the song. But in my opinion, most of them are the young man walking beside Li Zuoxiang. You see that he has a high chest and belly, and he still has a ...... hanging from his waist. Oh no, Wang Yuan is a scholar, what are you doing with a long sword? ”

"Hey, this brother of yours is really funny, that one is obviously the personal guard of the left minister, what kind of eyes do you have? I thought it was the blue-shirted boy walking behind. You see that although he walked beside him, he was accompanied by Liu Xunzhi, the steward of the Zuo Prime Minister's Mansion. Others don't know, but I know Steward Liu, and he often comes to Pingkangfang to visit, and once I listened to music with him in the same Qingguan. ”

"It makes sense, I didn't expect this Wang Yuan to be a beautiful young man, how can this be reasonable? People are so handsome, and the poems are written so well, it really makes people jealous. ”

"Don't be jealous, haven't you heard the rumors outside? This Wang Yuan was so bitter that he was a shopkeeper in Yong'an Fang, if it weren't for Li Zuoxiang, he was greatly admired when he saw the mirror poem he wrote in the West Market, so he respectfully invited him to Zuoxiang's house. This Wang Yuan is afraid that he is still patrolling the streets in Yong'an Fang. ”

"Li Zuoxiang is really amazing, his eyes are like torches. But this Wang Yuan can really make do, full of splendid beauty and is willing to be a fangding, it is said that the fang of this Yong'an Fang is also blind, such a character in the fang is called by him as a fangding, this fang is afraid that he is blind. ”

"That is, maybe it is deliberately abusing others and bullying other people's readers. By the way, if this Wang Yuan can write a masterpiece at today's Pear Blossom Poetry Conference, it will be a real fame, I heard that there are many big names here today. ”

"Isn't it, it's a pity that you and I can't get in, hey......"

“……”

In the midst of the discussion, Li Shiyi and his entourage had arrived in front of the Pear Flower Pavilion at the crossroads, and the female intellectuals arranged in the Pear Flower Pavilion greeted them from afar, and introduced the group into the main entrance of the Pear Flower Pavilion with a smile on their faces.

Passing through several exquisite courtyards, everyone was led to a garden gate, which was engraved with four big characters: pear orchard scenery; Wang Yuan was a little puzzled, the pear orchard of later generations is the representative of the opera team, is there such a thing as a pear orchard in the Tang Dynasty? But I also gained insight.

In the back garden, the terrain is open, and on an unsheltered meadow between dozens of tall trees, a vermilion corridor forms a barrier, and there is a small pavilion at each corner. In the middle, there is a large pavilion dozens of steps square.

Tables and chairs are placed in the small pavilions in the four corners, and dozens of plates of pastries, preserved fruits, teapots, teacups and other things have already been placed on the tables. In the big pavilion in the middle, seven or eight long ones are placed in the middle, and more than a dozen sets of pen, ink, paper, and inkstones are arranged neatly on the long ones. More than a dozen maidservants dressed in pink flowing yarn stood at the four corners of the pavilion, not squinting, quietly shaking hands and standing solemnly.

Wang Yuan saw the posture, this layout seems to be specially prepared for Doushi, the east, west, north and south pavilions obviously belong to different opponents and different camps, and the big pavilion in the middle must be the main battlefield of Doushi.

The woman who led the way was the aunt of the Pear Flower Pavilion, and the old bustard who was called by later generations was thirty years old, and she was still glamorous and charming. Under her courteous greeting, Li Shizhi, Wang Yuan and others were introduced into the pavilion of the southwest head.

After saluting Wang Shizhi, the aunt said in a crisp voice: "Zuo Xiang and all the distinguished guests are temporarily sitting here to eat snacks and drink, and Nineteen Niang is going to arrange to welcome the next batch of distinguished guests, and the rude retirement here is rude." If there is a need, tell the girls in the corridor to do it. ”

Li Shizhi was obviously very familiar with her, and said with a smile: "Nineteen Niang is busy herself, I don't need you to greet me here." ”

The woman bowed and retreated, and Li Shizhi said with a smile: "We're early, let's all sit down, those who love to drink and drink, those who love to eat and eat, we are the first batch, those people have big shelves, and they always have to drag on for half an hour." ”

"We are eager to fight, so that some people can take a look, we are not afraid of this year's poetry meeting." Liu Xun said with a straight smile.

"That's right, sit down, your legs hurt when you stand." Li Shizhi laughed and sat down on the mahogany chair in the middle, and everyone sat down on the chairs on both sides in turn, seven or eight scribes, including Wang Yuan, were attending such an occasion for the first time, although they had a smile on their faces, but the smile was very embarrassing and nervous. Wang Yuan was also nervous, but he was nervous because he would soon see a large number of scribes from the so-called Chang'an City that Li Linfu and Liu Xun were unwilling to proclaim, not because of this occasion. As a university lecturer, he used to talk and laugh in a lecture hall with hundreds of people, but he would not be afraid because of the large number of people.

Wang Yuan quickly found a way to relieve stress, and that was to eat. From the beginning when Li Shizhi instructed everyone to use dim sum at will, Wang Yuan tasted more than a dozen kinds of dim sum on the table, such as six-petal plum blossom dumplings and naan to osmanthus glutinous rice cakes. The pastries are really delicious, but it's a pity that the tea is a little unpopular, and the most popular and high-end tea in Datang boiled with onions, ginger, garlic, vinegar, cinnamon, mint and other things makes Wang Yuan sick to his stomach, and he has no choice but to drink boiled water.

The long wait made everyone a little impatient, and when everyone stretched out their necks to look, Li Shizhi paid attention to Wang Yuan, who was sitting between the two seats, and saw him eating pastries in an orderly manner, without half a point of nervousness and panic on his face, and couldn't help but be secretly surprised. Li Shizhi has no bottom of today's poetry meeting in his heart, whether these people who are patchwork together can have an unexpected joy, Li Shizhi does not report any expectations, but for Wang Yuan, Li Shizhi has great expectations, maybe only this person can bring some surprises today.

Halfway through, the sun was already hanging high in the eastern sky, and a group of women standing in the open space under the porch suddenly became agitated, and their originally somewhat lazy standing posture was instantly regularized, and their signature smiles appeared on their faces.

I heard the noise of people at the vertical arch of the backyard, bursts of laughter and laughter, and one of them had a loud voice, as if no one was around.

Li Shizhi got up slowly, with a faint smile on his face, Liu Xunzhi, Liang Sigui and others also stood up, Wang Yuan hurriedly put down the half-eaten pastry, cleaned up the pastry powder on the clothes at the corner of his mouth, and stood up with everyone.

"Li Linfu has arrived." Someone whispered.

In the bamboo shadow on the side of the rockery, a large group of people appeared in an instant, all wearing silk robes and casual clothes, black and white, blue and blue, all of them were smiling with red light, as if they had heard some funny joke, and everyone laughed non-stop.

At the front of everyone was a thin old man dressed in a dark purple brocade robe, with no crown on his head, a white head flower tied with a gold and black ribbon, and a black jade hairpin inserted in his bun, which looked casual. Looking at his face again, although he has wrinkles, old spots, and gray beards above and below his mouth, his appearance is handsome and clean, and his beard is neatly trimmed and meticulous. What is even more noticeable is his eyes under the eyebrows, although there is a smile at the moment, but the cold light between Zhang He is exposed, making people dare not look directly.

A servant of the Pear Blossom Pavilion stood in front of the porch with his chest folded and shouted loudly: "Xiangguo Li Linfu has arrived!" Yang Shenjin, the secretary of the Criminal Department, arrived! In the imperial history, the king of Cheng has arrived! Du Zhilang and the servant Yang Zhao arrived! ”

Li Shizhi was shocked, and snorted coldly: "Everything that should come is here." ”

Having said that, Li Shizhi still walked slowly to the front of the steps on the north side of the pavilion with a smile on his face, waved his hand towards Li Linfu who was coming, and said with a smile: "Li Xiangguo, you are here." ”

Li Linfu raised his eyebrows, his eyes lit up, as if he had just seen Li Shizhi, he smiled and bowed back: "Is Shizhi here so early?" Wait. I'm really sorry, the old man drank some wine last night, and he got up late today. Even the Yang Shangshu King Yang Duzhi and the others have been waiting in my house for a long time. There is no way, people are old and have low energy, if it was ten years ago, it would have been an all-night drink, and the next day it would still be alive and well. ”

Li Shizhi smiled and said: "Xiangguo is old, Xiangguo should be strong when he is old, and he is still a hundred years old." ”

Li Linfu laughed, pointed at Li Shizhi's nose and said: "Shizhi, you will also play tricks now, I remember that when you first arrived in Chang'an, you didn't flatter people at all, but I didn't expect you to learn this too." If I live for another hundred years, won't I teach people to point at the back and scold the old thief every day? ”

Li Shi was stunned, Li Linfu laughed, and walked along the corridor to the east pavilion. Following the new secretary of the Criminal Department behind him, Yang Shenjin clasped his fists and saluted Li Shiyi, but his expression was very arrogant, and he followed Li Linfu's footsteps without saying a word.

In the imperial history, Cheng Wang Ji was a short and fat man, wrapped in satin clothes and a round body, his oily face was full of smiles, and he saluted Li Shizhi with a smile: "Zuo Xiang, I look good today." ”

Li Shizhi smiled and saluted: "Thanks to the blessing of the king's imperial history, I will return it." ”

Wang Ji smiled and said: "I heard that Zuo Xiang has a talent, which one is the recently rumored young talent Wang Yuan Wang Gongzi, can you introduce it." ”

Li Shizhi said with a smile: "Of course, Wang Yuan, I will introduce you, this one is Wang Yushi, I am an outstanding and capable official in the Tang Dynasty, you are all surnamed Wang, maybe it's still your own family." ”

Wang Yuan stepped forward and bowed, Wang Yuan smiled and looked Wang Yuan up and down: "Sure enough, you are a talent, not bad, I will see you at today's poetry meeting." Now everyone in Chang'an City is saying that you are a rookie in the Chang'an poetry circle, don't disappoint your family. ”

Wang Yuan smiled and said: "Wang Yushi rest assured, he should do his best." ”

Wang Ji smiled, stared at Wang Yuan a few times with blazing eyes, and then turned around and walked away. Wang Yuan was furious by these glances of his; For some reason, I felt that Wang Jie's eyes were like a lion tiger and a wolf looking at his prey, which made people feel ominous in their hearts.

In a trance, I heard someone in my ear say loudly: "Zuo Xiangxiang is good." Yang Zhao was polite. ”