For the first time, Xu Ping's mansion invited several famous singing girls from Kaifeng City. After so many years in this world, Xu Ping only followed others to appreciate the singing girls' singing several times, but he never took care of their business. It is difficult to change his ideas. On the one hand, he was a very ordinary person in his previous life. If he didn't chase stars, it would be even more impossible to invite a star to perform on birthdays or festivals. He did not have this habit in this life. Another thing is that Xu Ping's appreciation level is not high. No matter how melodious the singing girls' singing voices are, he can't hear anything good.

Poetry is a romantic and elegant thing, but if you don’t understand the rhythm, you will lose half of your fun. The music of this era is still elegant and has a weak sense of rhythm. It is really the art of sound. Xu Ping appreciates it, just like a cow chewing a peony.

Of course, in the eyes of people of this era, lyrics and music are not elegant, but are truly civilized music. Truely elegant music such as court meetings, various sacrifices, and some major rituals emphasize solemnity and dignity. Elegant music is also strict, and the music and sound are not wrong at all. Chimes must be used to determine the sound, and they all have some origins. The lyrics and music are much more casual, following the customs of the Tang Dynasty, and lyrics are determined by the pipa, which is also the main accompanimental instrument.

Today's party is a big deal, and it can be said that it is full of talents. Lin Suniang personally directed the decorations of the servants at home despite her physical inconvenience. Her husband rarely knew that he wanted to gather his popularity and increase his popularity, so of course he had to strongly support him.

Xiuxiu followed Xu Ping and patiently prepared some small details. For example, those who came were all the heroes of the literary world for a while, and they might be very excited at any time. They had to prepare their pens, inks, paper and inkstones. After writing new lyrics, they would be invited to sing impromptu. How to hand over the lyrics and how to arrange them, the rules must be made in advance.

The sun was rising, the dew on the grass gradually dried up, the leaves on the trees were still holding their spirits, and the cicadas began to try to chirp.

The family at the door came in and reported that it was the first batch of guests coming from the city that were about to arrive, so that Xu Ping would go out to greet him.

Officials with some status have a ceremonial guard when traveling. Those who guard the gate can see the identity of the visitor from afar. If their identity is respected, Xu Ping will naturally welcome him out. Ordinary donkeys do not need to be so grand.

Lin Su Niang reminded Xu Ping a few words and took the people away and went to the backyard. All of them came were colleagues, not very close relatives and friends, and the hostess was not suitable for meeting foreign guests.

Xu Ping changed into loose public uniforms, asked Xiuxiu to help organize and welcome Xu Chang out. Today, Xu Ping was going to entertain guests, and Xu Chang also wanted to entertain the followers they brought, and it was not easy.

As soon as he left the house, he saw a huge team coming from Wanshengmen. When Xu Ping saw it, he knew that the person who came was Qinggui Cichen, but he didn't know who was from the Hanlin Academy.

I went with Xu Chang and came forward, and when I got closer, I saw clearly that the person who came was Yan Shu, a Hanlin scholar, and Ding Du from the Sherenyuan.

After going forward to perform the ceremony, Xu Ping bowed to Yan Shu and said, "Today, the first bachelor is here, and he has taken the lead!"

Yan Shu got out of the car, walked side by side with Ding Du to Xu Ping, looked at Xu Ping's appearance, and nodded: "The Master knows that you are having a banquet at home today, so he specifically reminds me to see how you are in good health. It seems that there is nothing serious about you in such anger. If it is appropriate, you will be sold for a Korean sale."

Xu Ping had just rested for a few days and was in high spirits, so why was he willing to take the leave? He hurriedly said, "I'm going to care about the bachelor's life, my body looks fine, my teeth still hurt so much, it's inconvenient to eat and drink, and I don't know when it will relapse. Although Doctor Wang's medicine is good, somehow, it can't stop the disease."

Yan Shu had no expression on his face and said, "Since that's the case, I will report to the emperor that you will have to take care of it for a few more days. If Doctor Wang's medicine cannot eliminate the root cause of the disease, you can find a few more famous doctors at home."

Xu Ping said yes and led Yan Shu and Li Du to the house.

Yan Shu and Ding Du have dozens of followers, but today this is a light car. If the full set of ceremonial guards come, I am afraid there will be as many as one or two hundred people. Xu Ping treats guests and entertains these guests on the one hand. The entertainment of their followers is really a test of family background. In ordinary families, so many people have no place to sit at home.

Xu Chang, Yan Shu and Ding Du's family knew each other and went to greet them and took them to a special place for reception. These people did not need singing, dancing, prostitutes, as long as they were delicious and delicious.

It led the two of them to the back garden, where several pavilions had already been built by the pond with bamboo, wood and thatch. Although it was simple, it was unique and wild.

On the table in the pavilion, fruits and melons were arranged early. There were chopped watermelons, early-ripening grapes grown at home, various melons, and early-ripening peaches, plums and apricots, all of which were just for the season. In the small porcelain cup on one side, there were dried fruits such as raisins, almonds, walnuts, and secret candied fruits such as persimmon cakes and dried apricots.

Xu Ping led the two to the seat and said, "I'm tired on the road, so the bachelor uses some fruits and vegetables."

Yan Shu looked at the watermelon on the table and said to Ding Du: "These days, there are one or two loads of melons sent to the palace every day, and the treasures in the palace are seen outside the palace. As soon as the melons enter the palace, Empress Dowager Yang will divide half of them first, and the remaining powerful people in the palace are almost the same. Even those who are with us, the servants, can't easily get into their mouths."

Ding Du laughed: "Academician Yan still said that, but we, the foreign minister, couldn't even see him!"

After saying that, he held Yan Shu in his hands one by one, and before others came, he would taste it first.

Seeing that the two of them had finished eating, a maid brought the water over and asked someone to clean his hands and wipe the towel dry.

Xu Ping pointed to a door not far away: "Two bachelors, if you are interested, you might as well go and see what this melon looks like in the field. Last year, Deputy Envoy Li brought the seeds back, and I planted dozens of acres in my village. Fortunately, this melon matures intermittently and can be eaten for a long time. The bad place is dozens of acres of land, but in fact, it is not much ripe every day."

Xu Ping was not sure how to plant watermelons in this era. A small part of them were left with only one or two melons per tree according to the experience of his previous life. Most of them were allowed to grow naturally, and compare which method was suitable.

Anyway, before the others came, Yan Shu and Ding Du were curious, so they followed Xu Ping to the amateur in the garden. There were too many guests coming today, and he would not go out to greet him, otherwise he would become a servant.

While walking, Yan Shu was talking to Ding Du, and somehow he talked about poetry.

Yan Shu said: "A few days ago, I got a good sentence, but I couldn't think of the second couplet. It's a pity."

Ding Du said: "Bachelor's talk about it."

"It's still late spring, and I occasionally feel something. I got a sentence: 'There is no choice but to fall in the flowers', but the next sentence has not been good for a long time. Now, it's time to look at the weather in the dog days, and the spring is gone at all."

Xu Ping was on the side and stretched his head out of nowhere and said, "Why don't the bachelor's 'daily swallows come back'?"

(Note: This legend was written by Wang Qi, who was the protagonist who met Wang Qi, the magistrate of Xiangzhou when he returned to Beijing.)
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