Chapter 155 Huakui Selection Test

In the second year of Taiping and Xingguo, in the spring, an imperial edict from the imperial court showed the earth, which immediately attracted countless readers to cheer.

In the imperial edict, the Confucius saint was the teacher of great virtue and ordered to build Confucius temples in various places. The civil servants had to stop and worship when they met the Confucius Temple, and the generals disared and walked.

After the Spring Festival, in the great joy of being on the list, all the people who hold books and study hard are greatly encouraged, and their confidence has greatly increased, and they are grateful to the court.

"Master, are you leaving now? The court of Zhao and Song Dynasty regarded the master and my teaching as incongru and the style of Confucianism. How should the disciples deal with it?

Sitting quietly, he opened his eyes and opened his eyes, "Amitabha, everything has a cause, and you can't be forced. This time I came out of the mountain is to show you in front of everyone, and there are important things in the body.

Wu Ze, you can preach the scriptures in the altar of Xiangguo Temple, and wait for someone to come with this Buddha beads before making a calculation.

Remember, keep the Buddha in mind.

When the words fell, the air had disappeared into the room. The wooden door swayed gently with the wind, and Wu lowered his head and meditated, "I would like to follow the master's decree, Amitabha."

In the yard, Li Zhi said with great joy from the notice he would see on the street. After saying that, Zhang Qian and others all showed joy. They learned the way of Kong Sheng. For example, Kong Ru, the emperor of the court today, showed the style of virtuous virtuous and sergeants. For the middle-class scholars, they undoubtedly added kindness.

"Brother Yan Zhao, why are you unhappy?"

Xiang Minzhong noticed that Yang Yanzhao beside him was silent and couldn't help asking softly. The latter seemed to be thinking about things. When he heard the words, he pulled his thoughts back. "I'm fine, but I didn't sleep well last night, and I was in a trance."

"Now that the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, can't Brother Yanzhao think that Miss Luo can't sleep all night?"

How can South Korea miss the opportunity to make fun of Yang Yanzhao? As soon as he said this, it made everyone laugh. The Roche girl, who was dispensing medicine in the sun not far away, suddenly came to her face with two pieces of morning glow. She lowered her head shyly, but her behavior was unexpectedly charming.

"It's really a rogue. I don't care about you!"

With a rigid face, Yang Yanzhao pretended to be angry and scolded, and then laughed. He got up for a moment and said to Wen Zhongshu, "Yesterday, I heard that Brother Hede said that he had been refined into an elixir for warming the heart and nourishing the pulse. I'm going to get it for you to have a try."

"Brother Lao Yanzhao is here."

In the room, Guo Huai listened to what Yang Yanzhao said for a long time and said, "Brother Yanzhao, what do you mean?"

"According to my younger brother's words, the power of Confucianism in the court is still unshakable, and this respect for Confucianism and Confucianism is afraid to arouse the dissatisfaction of Buddhism.

Especially the emergence of emptiness and enlightenment, it is clear that the Buddha sect wants to expand its power. Perhaps there are some unknown things behind this announcement, and it is inconclusive whether our Taoist family is involved in it.

Confucianism control the government. Although the Buddhist sect is outside the temple, there are tens of millions of disciples, and Yang Yanzhao can conclude that there must be people from the court.

But he really doesn't know much about Taoism.

"Brother Hede, do you really not know if there are any children of my mountain family in the court?"

Guo Huai shook his head and shook his head, "Brother Yan Zhao, I really don't know that when I traveled with my teacher and uncle, Zhao Song and the world had not yet unified the country. At that time, there were my Taoist disciples who helped Zhao fight the world to solve the suffering of people's livelihood.

But even so, I don't know who it is, because this matter is a secret of the teaching, and only three walks can be connected, and although I follow the teacher, I have never met him.

Now Yang Yanzhao is stubborn. It seems that Guo Huai really doesn't know it. He can only ask again when he comes to his mentor next time. After all, there is someone in the court, and he can be an official.

Outside the Yanhe Hall, Wang Jien took over the net-shaped memorial in the lower corner of the page. He couldn't help but bow down and enter the hall.

"The official, there is a secret fold from the net."

Zhao Guangyi, who was squinting on the dragon chair, quickly opened his eyes and took it after reading it. The current haze covering his eyebrows was suddenly swept away.

"Haha!"

The cheerful laughter sounded, and Wang Jien, who bent over, immediately breathed a sigh of relief. In the past few days, because of the bad mood of the officials, these people who served in front of the palace were scolded, and several little eunuchs who did not see provoked the anger of the emperor and were beaten to death by sticks.

Now, Longyan is happy. It seems that the crisis has passed. Thinking about it, Wang Jien can't help but be interested in the secret folds sent by the net.

He slanted his eyes and secretly glanced at it. There was only one line of small words on the secret fold, "My lord, holy, Kyushu is determined, and the people are all grateful."

"What are you looking at!"

With a scolding in his ear, Wang Ji'en quickly knelt down to the ground. "Dat the little man, damn it, the official spares his life. It's just that this net is really mysterious, which makes the little boy curious."

Bean-sized sweat slipped down his cheeks, knelt in the hall, and his body trembled.

"Well, I dare to have a next time. I won't cut your head and get out of here!"

Hearing the words, Wang Ji'en was granted amnesty. He hurriedly kowtowed to thank him. He rolled and crawled out of the hall. He was about to leave the hall, but he was called again, and his heart suddenly raised again.

"Go and announce that Mrs. Zheng Guo will enter the palace. If you don't come this time, you will still kill your dog!"

"Yes, yes, the villain takes the order!"

In violation of the order, Li Yu fell to the ground feebly. Looking at Xiao Zhou, who was full of tears, he was forcibly pulled away by the forbidden army. The girl who was going to jump up to stop him, was kicked to the ground by Wang Ji'en, who was full of disdain.

"Since you are the slave of the subjugated country, there is no need to hold on to the invisible fig leaf! If it weren't for the official mercy, there would be no place for you to live, ah!"

A mouthful of saliva spit on Li Yu, who was dull with his eyes, and with a soft voice, Wang Jien brushed his sleeves and left.

Another few days have passed. During this period, because the court believed in the Confucius saints, the literati in Bianliang City who had not yet left danced more happily. From time to time, they gathered in a place to talk about the past and the present, full of the spirit of giving up.

Of course, Yang Yanzhao and others have also been invited, but they don't care about the frivolity, which may be unexpected by Zhao Guangyi.

Raising Confucianism too high, the frivolous wind began to spread in the scholar's forest.

"Brother Yanzhao, there's really nothing I can do. It's more comfortable to hide from you."

In the courtyard, Yang Yanzhao was playing chess with Zhang Qian. South Korea was watching the battle. Wen Zhongshu rubbed his body while helping Wen Li, who was basking in the sun. Li Zhi hurriedly came in.

"Brother Li, what's wrong with you? Is it possible that there is a little lady chasing you?

The eighth sister, who was idle and was revisiting the 'West Chamber' on the steps with the exhaust wind, raised her head and asked. Li Zhi hurriedly shook her hand, "If a little lady chases me, it's nothing, but you don't see a group of men around, but you have the ability to pretend to be a catty, pointing fingers and feet, and arrogant. It's really makes people cry. It's not funny."

Entering the chess game and watching the fighting between the two, Li Zhi suddenly felt very strange and asked, "Huh, it's strange. Brother Yan Zhao is the champion. How can he be so idle?"

"Brother Yuan Pei, haven't you heard that Zhuang Yuanlang is suffering from wind and cold?"

Zhang Qian raised his head and said softly. Li Zhi couldn't help shivering, "Don't you all use this as an excuse?"

"Otherwise, what should I do? Are you being pestered by those people?"

Wen Zhongshu answered with a smile. For him, it is better to accompany his mother at home than to deal with those pretentious people, but I don't know why his mother always mentions marriage, which makes him a little uncomfortable.

Listening to Wen Zhongshu's words, Li Zhi couldn't help touching his mouth. "It seems that it's such a reason. In this way, I, Li Zhi, have also caught the wind chill."

"Why can't you use this as an excuse to think of a good cover?"

The eighth sister muttered, and everyone laughed. Li Zhi moved the table and chair and answered, "That's a hundred times better than dealing with those pretentious guys."

With that, he entered Yang Yanzhao's room familiarly, took out another pair of chess, opened the chess game, and played against South Korea, which had been itchy for a long time.

"Brother Yanzhao, Brother Qiu Bai, Brother Bingyang, Brother Guangbi, Brother Yuanpei, you are all here!"

While talking about fighting, he saw that Xiang Minzhong also came in a hurry. Seeing his appearance, Li Zhi smiled first, "It seems that Brother Chang also came here to hide!"

"Brother Yuan Pei's eyes are really as wise as a torch."

He smiled awkwardly, sighed a few words to Minzhong, and then walked to the side of the chess game, took the low stool, and watched it carefully.

In the next few days, everyone stayed in the yard to play chess and joke. Li Zhi and Xiang Minzhong came in the morning and waited until the sunset was sprinkled, for fear of being dragged to those boring banquets again.

In the past two days, they can finally not have a headache, because tomorrow night is the competition of the six major brothels. Among them, Bianliang's Chunman Building, Xiaoxiang Pavilion, Mu Yuzhai, Fengyue Pavilion, which is not the once famous brothel.

In the other two, Yunyan Pavilion and Hongxiuyuan, although they are located in Songzhou and Zhengzhou, they are also in the limelight. This Huakui election is determined to be a group of beautiful and boundless. Such an infinite reverie thing, how can these self-apclaimed literati can be missing?

However, some people are worried and afraid. Naturally, He Yu is a little flustered.

Before noon, as soon as he settled the four flower cards from Yunyan Pavilion in the inn, he hurriedly came to look for Yang Yanzhao, with whom he was accompanied by the blue moon in plain clothes.

Goodbye to Biyue, I have lost a lot of weight. The white group of shirts reflect a faint smile, less greenness at the beginning, and more refined and quiet.

"Little Biyue, you've been suffering these days."

A smile appeared on her cheek, and Biyue shook her head, "Brother Yang is serious. Brother He helped take care of everything. Biyue is also very relaxed."

While talking, Bamei, who heard the sound, pulled Biyue aside to catch up. Although the latter was a little reluctant, he could only follow her when he saw that Bamei was so enthusiastic about her.

"Brother, I'm a little worried."

After the two girls left, He Yu truthfully said what he thought in his heart, and Yang Yanzhao patted him on the shoulder with a smile, "Today, if you lose, what will happen to Yunyan Pavilion?"

A little puzzled, He Yu still thought about it and replied truthfully, "If you win this Huakui game, Yunyan Pavilion will be able to make a name, but if you lose..."

"If you lose, will you still do business as usual? With the characteristics of our pavilion, are you afraid that there will be fewer guests?

So, tonight, you don't have to take this matter too seriously. It's best to win and lose, so what?

It's just a game..."

After saying that, Yang Yanzhao walked out with a smile. He hadn't gone out for a long time, but he was a little bored. He Yu behind him thought for a moment and hurriedly followed.