The Palace of Peach and Plum

Ling Wei feels that he has been pitted more frequently recently.

But when looking at the new house, Ling Wei felt that the depression of being squeezed for this period of time was swept away.

Such a big house is his own! From now on he will be the master!

Can't help but tears in his eyes.

Thinking of "being under the fence" before, I was bullied and I wanted to go to the kitchen to find some hot food, but I couldn't find it. Now I have not only my own kitchen, but also a house.

And after having an independent living space, he can do more than before.

Such as delicious, such as delicious, such as delicious...

Even if he knew how to cook before, he couldn't find a chance to enter the kitchen, and he couldn't explain how to put what others saw as Chinese medicinal materials or even spices into the food.

But now he is the master himself, he can do whatever he wants.

Ling Wei couldn't help but moist eyes. After crossing, he is also a big landlord. In modern society, how could there be such a big yard, how could there be so many fields. Thinking about the gold, silver, pearls, gems, and jade of various colors, Ling Wei felt that life was finally about to reach its peak.

Well, if there is a TV and computer network, then this life will be more perfect.

"Second brother..."

When Ling Wei was having sex, he suddenly heard his brother choke, and when he looked up, his brother's eye sockets were also wet.

Ling Wei: "???" I'm moved, brother, why are you crying?

"Second brother! I'm sorry at home! I'm sorry for you! My father is also sorry for you!" The man had tears and didn't flick, but he didn't feel sad. Ling Yun hid his face and cried bitterly as he said, the miserable appearance made Ling Wei cry and bewildered.

His excitement tears were all held back in shock.

"Brother, why are you..." Ling Wei said in confusion, and then Ling Yun held both hands. Ling Wei held his hand, the tearful eyes whirling, as if Ling Wei was not moving, but about to jump into the fire pit.

"If you don't enter the house, you will miss the auspicious time." Cheng Luan next to him also wiped his tears and reminded in a low voice.

"Yes, yes, brother, let's go in first." Ling Wei said hurriedly. It's really embarrassing to stand at the door crying.

The housewarming of modern people is mostly to invite relatives and friends to have a meal, even if it is a celebration. But the ancients are more exquisite. When you enter the house, what do you need to shave at the door, what congratulations you say after entering the house, what incense and kowtow on your head, that's all about it. When big families move, they will be accompanied by Feng Shui at any time to explain what to do.

If you are a particular person, you have to do a feng shui French style.

Of course, the treat is also to be invited. Instructed that Ling Wei's social circle was not wide, and his parents would split up even though they were still alive. Even though the emperor's imperial decree put a layer of golden light on them, his name was not righteous, and it would be inappropriate to entertain guests. So the people who came to warm up the room for Ling Wei this time are the same age people we met when we were studying in twos and threes.

Because there are no elders in the family, even Zhao Zhao and Deng Qing are not easy to visit. But the three of the Zhao family are all here.

Zhao's family name is zhui, and his second son is Yan, who are very familiar with Ling Wei.

Looking at the naming rules, Ling Wei was once curious about why there are no "gold" and "wood". It turns out that Zhao Gao, the eldest son of the Zhao family, is actually the third son. The eldest son Zhao Mo and the second son Zhao Lin both passed away when they were young. In ancient times, the mortality rate of infants and young children was very high, even for large families.

In addition to the three sons of the Zhao family, there are other people who have had a relationship on several fronts, and most of them were met by Zhao Gui and Ling Wei. Among Zhao Zhao's other disciples, only Qi Jun, the eldest disciple, was still in the capital and was here now.

The Queen's family, Liu's family, also came, and it was Liu Qi, the most prestigious of the Liu family's generation. Liu Qi and Ling Wei were not familiar with each other at first, but after the trouble with the fat prince, the two became familiar with each other. Liu Qi also brought a few close friends with him.

Some of the honours and honors familiar to Duke Lu were presented as gifts, and some of the young people of this generation came here personally on behalf of the whole family. Even if Ling Wei didn't publicize it, it still showed face.

Although Lu Guogong was confused, his power was not weak. And Ling Wei himself was loved by the empress, and there were many people who wanted to cling to it. Just hinder

Yu is not invited, and if he hasn’t communicated with him, it’s not good to come to the door rashly.

However, Ling Wei is now parted out, and these friendships must always be indispensable, making him a headache. This is something to say, so I won't mention it for the time being.

Among this group of guests, the most conspicuous is naturally the Qin|Lord.

Of those present, his status is naturally the highest.

But remembering that Ling Wei would live next door to him, it would be appropriate for him to come here in person. Besides, it is said that Ling Wei is a rare person to make friends with Qin|Wang Ye.

Because of the presence of Li Ying, the guests present were somewhat restrained. However, the banquet was still well arranged, and the atmosphere of everyone was also good.

Although the family was separated, there was no hostess in Ling Wei's house. Cheng Luanyue had arranged the banquet on his behalf. But after that, Ling Wei had to arrange it himself.

Fortunately, Li Yin said that the butlers he arranged were very capable and could do all these small things well. Ling Wei only needed to grasp the general direction, which made Ling Wei a sigh of relief.

Although everyone was honest at first, all the young people present were young people. Although Li Yin was cold and indifferent, he did not put on airs. After three cups of turbid wine, this group of young people began to feel a little bit. It's noisy.

Regardless of the fact that most of the people present are scholars, in Yan Chao, the scholars are very lively. Some self-proclaimed "celebrities" are even more informal.

This head is a little dizzy, some people treat the lamp as a song, some pair up poems to make the right, some dance a sword to accompany it. Ling Wei's drink volume is good, and he can't faint with this kind of wine. He was dumbfounded as he watched the group of scholars get excited like this, and was speechless.

"What about etiquette?" Ling Wei whispered, "Why do ancient scholars and scholars pay attention to courtesy?"

"What's the matter?" Zhao Gui said amused. "It's rare that there are no elders, so I don't want to have fun? I heard that Jintang, like my father, doesn't want to link poems. How about singing a song for everyone?"

"Very good, very good, if Jintang sings loudly, I will be a sword dance companion!" This sword dance companion is addicted to Zhao Yan, the second brother of the Zhao family. As a warrior, but at any rate Zhao Zhao's son, he still got along with the scholar.

"I'm going to build!"

"I'll play the piano!"

"Jintang didn't come back from overseas, can you let me wait to listen to overseas music?"

"I have heard Hu Ren's music, but it is different from Da Yan."

Ling Wei listened to the trouble in twos and threes, and couldn't help touching his nose. I still sing overseas tunes. I will sing "onlyyou" for you. Have you enjoyed it?

"If Jintang knows overseas music, I'm also very curious." When facing Ling Wei, Li Ying had the softest attitude. This attitude made people more sure that the two of them had a good relationship, and it also made the group of young people who relax a little bit more relaxed by not being with their elders.

"I'm not a talented person. Although I have learned this piano for three years, it is still a fur. It seems that I can only sing a song, and everyone laughed." Ling Wei sighed, and the prince said so. Pretend to be a storyteller to earn entanglements. In my spare time, I once composed a song, which is all self-deprecating. Today I will be a storyteller and let everyone have fun."

With that said, Ling Wei asked people to bring a wooden paperweight as a gavel, and stood at the top to start telling the story. And Zhao Gui fuqin, Zhao Yan dances the sword, Liu Qi strikes and builds, and Li Ying also takes off the saber and fencing as a companion.

Ling Wei felt embarrassed in such a big battle. If he sang a soft song, such as "the original outline of the blue and white brush, the peony depicted on the bottle body is like your first makeup", how can these people accompany it? And they don’t know the tunes they sing, how do they accompany it?

When he started singing, he realized that the original accompaniment is to play a rhythm. This is also the piano accompaniment. Listening to the music he sings, he uses a similar tune to beat the rhythm.

Ling Wei cleared his throat, slapped the gavel on the table, and sang in the voice of a storyteller: "Wandering! Between heaven and earth! No sword in hand!"

The gavel slapped it, and continued: "Three inches! The gavel! Life and death cannot be controlled! Solitude! A light body! Wandering alleys! Get up! A wave of your sleeves! Tell me a few romances!"

After the spring and summer, singing all over the world, I am used to seeing the loneliness and prosperity; whether it is the entrance of the alley or the hall, wherever there are audiences

Family.

Walking through the streets and hearing the legends and myths, they gathered into a sentence of laughter and anger, and the sound of waking up on the desk was also shocked.

Ling Wei looked around at the people who listened to the song and looked at them with a sense of interest. He sighed with relief. It seemed that everyone's acceptance of the song was acceptable.

"Let's listen to this, the storyteller, I said the last thing!" Ling Wei changed his sing and said, "Let's talk about the ink flowing into the river, like a single shadow traveling in the sky; the worn-out long sword and old clothes, only chivalrous hearts are left; the rivers and lakes are numerous How many things can be cut off with one sword; the human heart is not like a mirror in wine, who can guess right and wrong; Shuo Jinshuo is full of gold, and the golden bottle and jade lamp are worry-free; suddenly he strays into the edge of the dust, and the ink stains the river. Dangerous building; hate hunters have been on the scene for three thousand years, and after three cups of relief at one time; resentment and revenge, resentment and revenge, when will the reincarnation of grievances and grievances cease!"

"Good!" The people who listened to the song applauded and praised.

Ling Wei smiled and shot the gavel, and continued to sing: "Another snowflake, another spring and summer, another storytelling! Whether it is cheers or laughter, close the book and I will continue to walk the world!"

Zhao Yan's sword dance was faster, Zhao Gui's piano strokes were more anxious, Liu Qi's Zhu and Li Yin's swords also hit more fiercely.

"Let’s talk about the candlelight in the cold autumn. The horizontal spear is willing to guard the family and the country; the crown ling will return to his hometown in the future, smile to see the king and generals; it is a sigh that there are many battles in ancient times, and the return of disarming is geometric; it turns into an indefinite riverside bone, a lonely soul The end of the hometown of Changwang; after the predestined tree seeks the fate of the three lives, the three generations of boudoirs are deep in the candlelight; after the reunion of the fame, the star is hard to leave the willows; the passing years are paid outside the city wall, and the long pavilion looks like a long curving water; Year after year, the poor frost and snow covered his brows." Ling Wei sighed deeply when she read this, and tapped the gavel. The other accompaniment also knew that the song was coming to an end, and they all changed the rhythm. Slow down.

Ling Weiyouyou sang: "A gavel and the book is closed. The true or false of the story is determined by the listener. As a storyteller, I am also told by the song. Butterfly Zhuang Zhoumeng or Zhuang Shengmengdie."

The singing stopped abruptly, and after a few seconds of silence, the people present began to applaud.

"Jintang, I knew you sang so well, why didn't you sing a few words to your brother?" Zhao Yan put away the sword and patted Ling Wei's shoulder unceremoniously. "This word was written by your master? Ling? The teacher is indeed an expert, with a free and easy heart, which is hard to compare in the world. No wonder my father always regrets not seeing him."

"What a'rebuke, revenge and revenge, when will the reincarnation of grievances and grievances be stopped!', what a'butterfly Zhuang Zhoumeng or Zhuang Shengmengdie!'" Liu Qi clapped his hands, "just a song, popular lyrics, catchy, true It's like a storyteller who speaks eloquently, but literally and eloquently."

"Thank you." Ling Wei rubbed his nose embarrassedly. Thank you for your compliments on behalf of the lyrics and composers. Luo Tianyi will also be very happy.

That's right, this song is Luo Tianyi's original song, "Chinese Clay Lady". He listened to the cover of Fatty Wang who was sometimes tall and sometimes sickly.

Thanks again for my memory, even songs can be remembered.

It's really a different occasion, and the songs are a lot taller. Listening to everyone's praise, it seemed that the song contained his fictitious teacher's life wisdom, and some Taoist thoughts, and he couldn't help but embarrass him.

"Some notes of this tune are different from those of Da Yan, and they seem to have been used in Hu Ren's music." A scholar who is good at melody said, "If our Yan Chao's tone is first-order, some of the notes in the music are only half-steps. But listen to it. It doesn't smell like it looks up."

I don't know if I really appreciate it or give Ling Wei face. Everyone appreciates Ling Wei's improvisation.

Although it's easy to let go, it is obviously impossible to sing like a military training song, yelling "one and one again", and it is impossible to yell "encore encore" like a concert, Ling Wei can finally be quiet Coming down, silently watched others pretend to be forced.

Even Li Yin couldn't save his face, so Ling Wei coaxed him to come up with a poem.

When Ling Wei pulled Li Yin and insisted on letting him perform a show, other people looked at Ling Wei as if they were watching God. Well, in the Dayan Dynasty, you can't say to look at God, but to look at the Jade Emperor.

In the end, Ling Wei was also a little bit drunk, and other people continued to leave with drunken fists. Even his elder brother cried another time, and left with his sister-in-law.

However, Li Yin hasn't left yet, so he still needs to briefly introduce these newly bought people.

Most of the people who originally followed Ling Wei also followed Ling Wei. At least the two close servants and the two big maids did not leave. If the family gave birth to a child, their family's deeds of sales would also be given to Ling Wei.

After giving some advice, Li Yin finally left. Ling Wei slept in the main room alone in a bed that was much larger than what he had originally slept in, unexpectedly

Insomnia.

After three years in this world, he finally has his own home, which is really exciting.

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Ling Wei didn't sleep well at night, so naturally she had panda eyes on the next day.

And the horrible thing is that the evil feudalistic leader did not give him a holiday, so he still had to enter the palace early in the morning to teach the bear boy.

Ling Wei was very upset to let His Majesty the Emperor give him a holiday. His Majesty gave him a sideways glance and said, "I am all dedicated to my work, can you still be more tired than I?"

Anyway, there will be no holidays, let's keep working.

Fortunately, Master Cavalry and Shooting is still conscientious, so Ling Wei and the fat prince were slightly lazy today.

The fat prince was very unhappy and said to Ling Wei: "I was going to take my younger siblings and Jintang to express his joy. My father would not let him go out of the palace alone, saying that Uncle Wang had gone, and he was too spoiled, which would be bad for Jintang. "

"Your Majesty is right." Ling Wei said with a smile. It seems that His Majesty the Emperor still has a conscience. Yesterday was messy enough, if the small palace were down, wouldn't it be even messier.

"But the emperor said that afterwards, I can go to Wang Shu's mansion and sneak to Jintang's house to play." The fat prince snickered, "I heard that Jintang was singing at the banquet, why didn't you sing? Give it to Gulisten?"

"Ankang wants to hear it." The little girl leaned on Ling Wei's side, nibbling on the pastry obediently, gnawing the cake residue so that Ling Wei had all her sleeves.

"Listen!" Jin Que had climbed onto Ling Wei's back and acted as a demon. Ling Wei was dragged onto his leg. The child began to giggle and clap his hands. Ling Wei's eyes cramped in anger.

"What to sing, what is there to sing." Ling Wei scolded with a smile, "Believe it or not the minister asks you to endorse it?"

The fat prince said with a dead skin: "Is Jintang let Gu memorize fewer books? The last time Gu eavesdropped on his eldest brother and the others, I think they can almost understand them. Those sour scholars who are full of "sweet people" are really far from Jintang. NS."

"It's too far!" Although Ankang didn't hear what the prince was saying, she could understand that the prince was complimenting Ling Wei and obediently agreed.

"It's too far, it's too far!" Jin Que continued to applaud "Papa Papa", and then turned his head like a small animal, arching back and forth in Ling Wei's arms.

, "Cousin sings!"

"Yes, yes, sing." The fat prince said cheerfully.

Ling Wei had a headache. It seems that because the prince was unhappy with the former Taifu, he had a prejudice against scholars who were similar to the former Taifu.

("Ah tweeted!" Li Li rubbed his nose. Didn't he catch a cold after wearing less a while ago?)

"It's not that they are far behind the ministers, but that you haven't learned to understand them." Ling Wei squeezed the fat prince's cheeks, which were still not thin. "Who said the ministers sang to you?"

The fat prince rolled his eyes. Anyway, he hates scholars like Taifu, with eyes above the top, and obviously he is incapable, so he drags him like something. He replied: "The mother said it."

When Ling Wei heard it, she understood that Liu Qi must have missed it, letting Empress Liu know. But Empress Liu still said this to the prince?

"Jintang doesn't sing, so let the solitary sing for you?" The fat prince patted his chest, "the solitary can sing too!"

"The prince brother sings."

"Sing! Sing!"

Ankang and Jinque applauded the Prince's face very much.

Ling Wei's mouth twitched. How come there is a sense of sight that "the girl sings to the master?" "If the girl doesn't sing, the master sings to the girl?"?

This music includes musical instruments and songs. As long as it is not a lavish tone, it is also an elegant technique that the prince must learn. Ling Wei was not surprised that the prince could sing, but no matter how arrogant he was, it was impossible for the prince to sing.

So he solemnly refused.

The fat prince was very upset, he wanted to show off his singing voice.

Ling Wei felt that the fat prince was too idle and he needed to teach more. It just so happened that he had sorted out the "San Zi Jing" and "Thousand Characters Wen". Although there are many allusions, but the number of words is small, it is not too difficult to organize.

After Ling Wei sorted out the "Three Character Classics" and "Thousand Characters Wen", he was going to show them to Zhao Zhao.

However, although Zhao Zhao was only a consecrated wine at the Imperial College, he was also recognized as one of the reviewers for the examination. He did not have time to make changes for Ling Wei.

It can only be postponed.

In this test, Liu Qi and Xiao Hu are the top champions. However, Xiao Hu offended many people because of the Zhuangyuan Building, and he also registered in front of the emperor. Even if you can get good results on the test, the palace test is estimated to be suspended.

When the conference was released, Huiyuan was not one of Liu Qi and Xiao Hu, but a scholar from Shu, whose surname was Zhu and Mu. The scholar has been standing for a year, and because he is not a son of a prominent family, he is usually low-key and inconspicuous, but this time he has become a dark horse in the test.

But when Zhu Mu was in Qiuwei, he also got the second grade, so it was not surprising that he could get Huiyuan.

I can only say that it will be yuan or something, it really depends on luck.

Ling Wei's pressure was even greater. Speaking of Sanyuan and Di, Liu Qi's knowledge is much higher than that of himself, but he doesn't have a wide range of knowledge, nor can he be bullshit. His teacher also praised Liu Qi's strategy. Unexpectedly, I lost Huiyuan this time. Although he is also the second in the test, he is Xieyuan. If he gets Huiyuan, why the emperor will rank him as the champion for a good story.

If the emperor of a dynasty had a ternary and a title, the emperor would also have a lot of face.

I don't know if it was because of the failure of the test. Liu Qi played fairly well in the hall test, but he still kept the top three and got the spot in the flower field.

Liu Qi is a young man who is not yet a young man, and it is a good talk to have a place to explore the flowers.

Huiyuan Zhu Mu won the second place, and the champion was won by a scholar who was about forty or fifty years old.

Zhao Gui naturally also entered the palace exam, ranking first in the second class, and won the position of passer-by. Zhao Jiaxi didn't know what it was like. For Zhao Gui, this time was an extraordinary performance.

Xiao Hu, who was originally aspiring champion, may have affected his mood during this period of rumors, but his performance during the test was slightly worse, falling to a dozen. At the time of the palace examination, it was in the top two and twenty. Although the results are quite good, for Xiao Hu, the gap in his heart is a bit big.

However, Ling Wei felt that it was His Majesty that gave the Confucian face, otherwise it was possible that Xiao Hu's arrogant energy would offend Li Yin and the prince, throwing him into the top three, or even let him lose the first place.

Anyway, the content of the palace exam will not be made public, it depends entirely on the emperor's mood. Xiao Hu couldn't meet the emperor Long Yan too nervous and failed to play?

Think of it this way, the emperor's unexpected atmosphere.

Then, Ling Wei heard the news that His Majesty the Emperor had sent Xiao Hu to another place as the county magistrate...

I just praised him for his magnificence...

And Chunwei finally ended, Zhao Gui was also admitted to the Jinshi, Zhao Zhao finally went to see the "Enlightenment Books" compiled by Ling Wei.

Zhao Zhao opened it slowly, and then turned his head to look at Ling Wei with a "swish". Ling Wei almost jumped up from the stool in fright.