Chapter 256 Word Building.

I live in Jiangnan, and I have passed it again, and Qingming has a cold food. In the flower path, a wind and rain, a mess. The red and pink darkness goes with the flowing water, and the garden gradually feels clear and dense. Count every year, fall all the thorn tung flowers, cold and weak.

The courtyard is quiet, empty and memorable. There is nowhere to say, and it is very idle. Afraid of the wandering warbler ru Yan, I learned the news. Where is the ruler now, and there is still no trace of the clouds. Insulting people, ashamed to go to the upper floor, flat and green.

This is Xin Qiji's Manjiang red twilight spring, through the description of the twilight spring scenery and the beauty of leisure, to express their own ambition, the feelings of no way to serve the country, at this time was written by Hualang, it can be regarded as the occasion, after all, these scholars have no fame, all they want in their lives, are to observe, serve the country, they are just like the twilight spring ruins described in this poem and the beauty of the sorrow, depressed.

After a few applause, Hua Lang saluted those scholars and said, "In Xia Hualang, I don't dare to fight, and now I ask one of you to lead us to Sun Yiwen's house." ”

At this time, Hua Lang was not proud, and he didn't even want to talk about poetry at all, and those scholars knew that they had lost, so they had to come forward and lead them to Sun Yiwen's house alone.

When one person led the flower lang and them to Sun Yiwen's house, the rest of the literati couldn't help but sigh and said: "It turns out that this is the famous Hua Lang playboy in the south of the Yangtze River, I only heard that he was a detective before, and he solved a lot of strange cases, but I didn't expect him to do so well in lyrics, what a talent, if you go to the imperial examination, you can get a champion back, and you can also make my Tianchang County lintel." ”

Another scholar shook his head and said, "Alas, it's a pity, I heard that his father told him before he died that he should not become an official in the court, and the specific matter is not clear!" ”

When the two said this, everyone felt even more sorry, and at this time, one of them proposed: "This Hualang doesn't know what to do with Sun Yiwen, why don't we go and have a look?" ”

As soon as everyone discussed this, they hurriedly left the tea stall and rushed to Sun Yiwen's house.

Sun Yiwen's home is dilapidated, and the Spring Festival couplets at the door are also a little peeling off at this time because of the blowing of the whole spring breeze, and the scholar pointed to the door and said, "This is Sun Yiwen's home." ”

Hua Lang stepped forward and knocked on the door, but no one responded, Hua Lang and Bao Zheng glanced at each other, thinking that it was not good, didn't this Sun Yiwen hear any rumors and escaped?

The two officials kicked open the door roughly, and then rushed in, they searched the dilapidated room several times, but they didn't see any figure, Bao Zheng sighed, and said, "It's a step too late." ”

When the scholars standing on the side saw this, they all understood what was going on, Hua Lang was a detective, Bao Zheng's county order, they came to find Sun Yiwen, they must have arrested Sun Yiwen, but now Sun Yiwen doesn't know where to go.

Just when everyone was a little lost, a scholar stood up and said: "At this time, Sun Yiwen must be chanting poems and lyrics in the word building, where he will be at home, if you want to find him, you can go to the word building, or you can wait until dark." ”

After hearing this, everyone was a little happy, but they were also a little puzzled, they have been in Tianchang County for so long, why have they never heard of the place of Cilou, if what this scholar said is true, then this Sun Yiwen is not afraid of crime and absconded, is he innocent?

Hua Lang stepped forward, saluted the scholar who had just spoken, and then asked, "I don't know what kind of place this word building is, and why did Sun Yiwen chant poems in that place?" ”

The scholar saw Hualang come to ask, a little proud, and said: "This word building is the most famous place among the scholars in our Tianchang County, it is a good place to drink tea and drink, and write poems and lyrics, but if you want to go in, you must be well-dressed, and you must give enough money. ”

After listening to this scholar's words, Hua Lang couldn't help but sigh, he really hadn't heard of this place.

And places that have not been heard of are often more and more desirable to see them.

So after leaving Qilipu, everyone found the word building according to what those scholars said.

The place of the word building looks very quaint, and there is a poem by Wen Tingyun written on both sides of the door, which is as neat as a couplet.

Tens of millions of hates, hatred is at the end of the world. The mountains and the moon don't know what's going on in their hearts, the water and wind are empty and the flowers in front of them are swaying, and the blue clouds are swaying.

Freshen up, leaning on the river tower alone. Thousands of sails are not, the slanting veins and veins are long, and the intestines are broken in Baipingzhou.

This is Wen Tingyun's dream Jiangnan, which is very charming, giving people a sense of brightness and freshness.

Judging from the façade of the word building alone, it is indeed extremely attractive to readers, but when Hualang and the others were about to enter, they were stopped by the two scholars in the door.

The reason why it is said that it is a scholar-like little guy is because the two of them are indeed the little guards of the door, but the clothes they wear are indeed only worn by scholars, which looks very funny, if they don't want to figure out the situation here, Hua Lang and they will definitely not be able to help but laugh.

The meaning of the two little servants was very clear, because after they stopped Hua Lang and the others, they pointed to the basins on both sides of the door, and there was a lot of money in the basin at this time, including copper coins, broken silver, and even more, they threw jade ornaments into it.

Hua Lang glanced at Gongsun Ce a little helplessly, Gongsun Ce shrugged, took some money from his body and threw it in, throwing about a tael of silver, this is a lot of money for Gongsun Ce, but after throwing down one or two silver, the two little guys still looked disdainful, but after all, they gave a share of money, so they let Hua Lang and a few of them go in.

When you enter the word building, what you see inside is very different.

Although it is said that this is a place where literati chant poetry and lyrics, it is just a table of people, most of them are drinking tea and chatting, and there are not many people who really discuss poetry.

The really good words are probably made after a person has a feeling.

In such a scene, how can it be possible to make good words, everyone meets, it is nothing more than drinking tea and chatting about poetry.

And in addition, Hualang They also found that in this word building, in addition to some scholars, there are also some women, these women are not dusty women, nor are they performers, they come here just to chat with these so-called scholars to chat about poetry, occasionally, they will also do a few poems, most of their identities are young ladies from the Shangjia family, and they come here just to dispel boredom, or to see if they can find a good man.

To be exact, this is just a business of pulling red lines under the guise of words.