"In March, save two thousand silver..." Yan Jiannian muttered for a moment, then asked, "Is there any business in Xingzhi's family?"

Thinking of this, he felt a little regretful. After all, the way of merchants is a small path. Chen Xingzhi in front of him did not mention his talent and knowledge, but his words were clear and clear. If he could enter the official career, he might be able to throw a swimming fish into the current stagnant court.

"There is no business at home." Chen Xian grinned.

After hearing this, Yan Jian felt a little happy and bowed again and said, "The talent and knowledge of the young friend of Xing must be fame."

Yan Jian pointed to Chen Xian's scars, and the latter could only rub his head awkwardly, shook his head and told him: "It's been."

Yan Jian frowned, but knew that if he asked the whole story directly, it would be a great insult to scholars, so he smiled sarcastically and stopped talking.

"I really have to leave!" Seeing that Yan Jian stopped talking, Chen Xian waved his hand and trotted all the way.

"Dad, this person is strange just now." Zi Xiao held Yan Jian's arm, looked up at the figure gradually moving away in the distance, and said with a smile: "There is no business at home, where did he get the ability to make such a fortune in March? Moreover, his daughter felt that there was a loophole in what he said. I don't agree with it! The ascetic monks in the mountains, and the Duke of Rong, Yao Guangxiao, who made great contributions during the Jingnan period, were not people who were content to enjoy themselves..."

Yan Jian knew that his daughter was raising an argument, so he shook his head and smiled, not talking.

After Zi Xiao said these rebuttal words, a trace of curiosity flashed in her eyes: "I don't know what Chen Xingzhi's bet is?"

"Yeah." Yan Jian nodded absent-mindedly, then looked up and said, "I want to go to the palace for a study."

...

It was already dark and clear. In front of the Huancai Pavilion, the waiter on the face of the pavilion was covered in cold white. He held his arms in front of the door, and looked out with his head and head. Suddenly he saw a figure turning around at the intersection. He rubbed his eyes and saw that Chen Xian, who had caused him to freeze all day, immediately ran upstairs: "Feng Niang, Feng Niang, Chen Xian is back..."

"What's the name? Haven't you seen any customers downstairs?" Feng Niang pushed the window open a crack without looking back and looked down. She saw Chen Xian's body was dirty and there was still a lot of wood chips on her hair. She suddenly walked into the main door without realizing it.

"What's this kid doing..." Feng Niang frowned and closed the window with her backhand.

As soon as Chen Xian entered the main hall of Huancai Building, he regretted why he didn't take a few more steps into the back door. The scholar named Li Youqian was sitting on the corridor platform of the Huancai Hall and visiting prostitutes and drinking with two scholars. As soon as he came in, Li Youqian glanced clearly.

"Yo!" The redness on Li Youqian's face spread to his neck, and he obviously drank a lot. At this moment, he stood up while shaking the railing, raised his hand and pointed at Chen Xian, and sneered: "Isn't this Chen's talented man? Why did he make such a mess? Could it be that he went to the dock to move goods?"

If you are allergic to alcohol, you will be so drunk sooner or later.

Chen Xian viciously flashed this idea, but did not want to have a conflict with the other party here, so he glanced at Li Youqian, who looked like a little popular man, and was about to walk out with his foot.

Li Youqian was drinking in this Huancai Building today because he fell in front of everyone yesterday and lost his face. Today, he invited two classmates to drink and vent. However, after drinking a few pots of wine, he actually saw Chen Xian, who tripped himself up yesterday.

Thinking about it again, Chen Xian, who had obviously lost his fame and dared to come to Huancai Building now, must have gone to find the courtesan Lu Xiaochai, and he suddenly became more and more angry.

He immediately took advantage of the alcohol and rushed down from the corridor, blocked Chen Xian and said, "Chen Xingzhi, have I told you to leave?"

Chen Xian took him like a wall and walked away.

"You dare!" Li Yougan saw that he was treated as air and immediately glared: "I asked you to stop."

Chen Xian frowned, stood still impatiently, and said lightly: "If you have a fart, please let it go."

Li Yougan was stunned by the words Chen Xian, and subconsciously cursed, but saw that there were many guests in the hall, some of whom were noble people. Thinking that if he was angry in public, he raised his head: "I am here to recite poems and enjoy the snow today. I saw you passing by, thinking about the love between classmates and classmates in the past. I want to care about it. Is it wrong?"

Li Yougan has been in trouble for himself because he has admired Lu Xiaochai for a long time, but he has never met him. However, as a poor scholar, he captured the hearts of a beautiful woman.

It would be fine if it was just like this, but the former owner of this body liked to brag about this romantic event. Whenever he mentioned it in Li Yougan's ear, the latter would naturally become jealous and hate him.

"That's right." Chen Xian said casually and said in his heart: I believe you will have a ghost.

"That's good!" Li Yougan pretended to be quite generous and then bowed to the guests around the corridor: "Just now, I was a reckless and noisy, which made you laugh."

Then he changed his voice: "To express his apology, since my classmates and I gathered in this romantic place today, we naturally have to give each person a song to Miss Xiaochai, and she will choose the best one among them to add some elegance to you."

"Okay--" There was a whisper around him.

In this era, when talking about brothels, the stories of talented men and beautiful women are always impossible to avoid; when talking about talented men and beautiful women, they naturally cannot avoid the beautiful talk of talented men writing poems and lyrics, and beautiful women singing softly.

Huancai Tower was able to stand out in Hangzhou, a fireworks place, and it became famous this year and has become the first of the four brothels. Part of the reason is that a talented man named Chen Yu once mentioned the poem "When I come, I have a hundred garlands in front of the corridor, and I will return after picking the moon on the river." Since then, the brothel mother Feng Niang has used the word Huancai in the poem to update the brothels.

At this time, the guests were excited when they heard that someone wanted to write lyrics in public and asked the courtesan Lu Xiaochai to play and sing in person.

"But Miss Xiaochai is said to be in poor health and is inconvenient to meet guests now!" Suddenly someone poured cold water on it.

Li Yougan smiled casually and bowed his head and said, "Everyone, if Miss Xiaochai is really healthy, it's fine if she doesn't sing it. But if our lyrics are so exquisite, maybe Miss Xiaochai will be happy and will come with it?"

"What he said makes sense!" Everyone agreed again.

"Okay!" Chen Xian also answered, and then walked and said, "Then you have fun, I have something to do, so let's take the lead."

"Hey!" Li You grabbed Chen Xian with a blow: "Brother Chen is so anxious, it's better to drink a few glasses of water and wine before leaving."

Li Yougan naturally had his own plans in his mind. Although Chen Xian had won the exam for a scholar, he only knew how to study hard. Although the poems he produced were neat, they had no beauty at all.

This lyrics in my stomach were obtained by meditating at home for several months. At that time, after comparing the two lyrics, I can naturally comfort Chen Xian with the attitude of a successful person: Brother Chen, you are not the material for being dismissed from fame or a good thing.
Chapter completed!