Confucianism is supreme? I am reciting Tang poems in another world!

The sun was rising, and the first ray of sunlight was shining on the earth. The people on the street had long been accustomed to starting a new day with the sound of roosters crowing. At the gate of the general's mansion, a group of figures were standing there, basking in the sun, leaning against the stone pillars of the mansion, looking relaxed and at ease. They were Ci Song and his friends.

"Ci Song, I finally see you again. I thought you really ignored your brothers after you were admitted to the academy!" Xu Shaocong walked up with a smile, holding Ci Song's hand, and his peach blossom eyes narrowed into a slit.

Ci Song smiled when he heard this, stretched out his hand and tapped Xu Shaocong's head gently, and said with a smile: "That's right, after I pass the exam, I will be a noble scholar, what are you? You are a playboy!"

"Haha, Ci Song, you only know how to joke with us, don't we know your ability? Although you are proud of yourself among us, you are considered to have some talent, DNA, if you can really pass the Yansheng Academy, it will be a relief for us playboys." A young man in brocade clothes came forward with a teasing look on his face.

"Hey, you are really right, we playboys in Zhongzhou can only rely on me to fight for our reputation." Ci Song joked.

"Forget it, we brothers have discussed it, and this time we have decided not to let you drink, so as not to make a joke like last time." Xu Shaocong patted Ci Song on the shoulder and said.

A group of people also laughed.

Amidst the laughter, a group of people set out on the road to the brothel. Ci Song's friends are all rich and powerful children of noble families. During this journey, Ci Song found that their speech and manner of speaking are quite different from the dandies in Ci Song's cognition.

Their quality is not too low, and there are even a few who can quote classics. At least in Ci Song's opinion, the speech of a few of them is indeed much better than his own.

Ci Song originally thought that this group of people were at most some people who pretended to be cultured, but when he heard Xu Shaocong say that the dandies were discussing not to let him drink together this time, he found that this group of people were also quite loyal.

But dandies are not good people in their bones. Although they are loyal, it is the kind of loyalty based on their own interests.

For example, during this journey, Xu Shaocong and others' attitude towards Ci Song was completely based on Ci Song's family background and their own strength. Among them, how many people really want to be friends with Ci Song?

The answer is no!

Of course, this is not their fault. After all, most of them are arrogant. In their eyes, except for high-ranking officials and even royal children, other people in Zhongzhou City are just ants.

In this brothel, whether it is singing and dancing or fine wine and food, ordinary people cannot enjoy it. For this group of friends, in addition to being able to see all kinds of strange people and things here and increase their knowledge, more importantly, they can "relax". The group talked and laughed, and soon came to a brothel called "Cuiyuan Building".

This Cuiyuan Road was built quite exquisitely, with flying eaves and arches, carved beams and painted buildings, showing the ingenuity of the ancients. Entering it, the fragrance of fine wine and the melodious sound of the piano are refreshing.

As soon as everyone entered the Cuiyuan Building, a beautiful woman in red came forward to lead the way for everyone. Her eyes were a bit charming, and there was a smile on the corner of her mouth, which made people feel moved. Especially her graceful figure, which attracted everyone's attention.

"Hey, Master Xu, long time no see, still the same place?" The red-dressed beauty smiled.

"Yes, still the same place." Xu Shaocong nodded and replied.

"The gentlemen, please come this way." The red-dressed beauty smiled and led the way.

A group of people followed the footsteps of the red-dressed beauty and came to an elegant private room. As soon as they entered the private room, a fresh air rushed towards them. The air here was a bit fresher than the outside world.

The private room where everyone was located was in an excellent location, just in time to see the Qingguan performance on the first floor. They were intoxicated, dancing with graceful postures, like dancing butterflies, which made people dazzled.

And the people present seemed to be accustomed to such performances in brothels.

Ci Song had never been to a brothel. In his original understanding, a brothel should be a place of luxury and debauchery, where all kinds of literati and scholars would come to relax.

But when he walked into the Cuiyuan Building, he found that it was more like a social place than a place to relax.

Most of the people here were pretentious people, and their purpose of coming here was just to increase their knowledge and make friends.

And the ones who really seek pleasure are "dandy" young people like him, because their family background is prominent enough to allow them to degenerate and become dandy here.

Ci Song looked down and saw a group of women surrounding several men in gorgeous clothes. Several men spoke fluently and recited poems, which made several women tremble.

This is not difficult to understand. The brothel in ancient times was not a particularly shameful place. There were many literati and scholars who came here. In Ci Song's impression, the most famous one was Du Mu, who was called "Little Li Du" together with Li Shangyin.

Du Mu was famous for his brilliant writing. In the prosperous Yangzhou, Du Mu visited brothels and stayed out drunk all night. Whenever the banquet ended, the drunk Du Mu would take out his pen, ink, paper and inkstone, spread them on the chests of the guests, and improvise poems, or directly write poems on the thighs of women, which was very romantic.

Therefore, Ci Song did not have much rejection of such places.

"Shaocong, you two brothers can chat, and we brothers will not accompany you."

Several other dandy boys said that they wanted to enjoy their "night life". Their purpose was very clear, that is, to have fun here. After joking with each other, they left the room.

Xu Shaocong did not care too much, but greeted the woman in red and said, "Hongniang, I wonder where Miss Li Ge is now? Is she still in the building?"

"Oh? What test?" Xu Shaocong took a sip of the wine glass and asked.

Ci Song was also interested when he heard it.

"It's very simple. Miss Li Ge likes talented people the most, so she uses the Six Arts as the test. Anyone who can write a poem or song that moves her, or paint a satisfactory painting, or even play a moving song, will be received by Miss Li Ge."

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