The initial examination for martial arts will be at the end of June, which is still early.
The weather was getting hotter and hotter, so Wang Lin stayed at the Guiyuan Inn. During the day, he read the Four Books and Five Classics on the Art of War and Strategies behind closed doors. After all, he had to take the imperial examination. In the evening, he went to casually stroll around the night view of Kaifeng, eat some delicious food and look at the beauties, which was fine.
Leisurely and comfortable.
Two days in a row.
On the morning of the third day, someone hurriedly knocked on his door and saw what seemed to be the maid who rescued Zhang Zhenniang that night.
Jin'er said happily: "Jin'er has met a small official!"
Wang Lin chuckled lightly, "Miss Jin'er, you don't have to be polite. You came to me, but you have something?"
Jin'er's face turned red, she pinched the corner of her skirt and lowered her head in silence.
She came here carrying Zhang Zhenniang on her back.
She had been thinking about it for the past two days, but there was no one to turn to, and she couldn't bear to see her wife die like this, so she thought of Wang Lin, but she really saw Wang Lin, and she didn't know how to speak.
After a long while, she muttered: "Please, official, please save my wife!"
…
Jin'er kept nagging and begging, and Wang Lin knew that Zhang Zhenniang's situation was worse than he thought. She had a father to rely on before, but now her father is gone. The relatives of the Zhang family knew that she had provoked Gao Yanei, and everyone
They all stayed away, no one dared to help her.
Seeing that Jin'er actually brought her benefactor to her home, Zhang Zhenniang was surprised, but she still came forward to greet her. Wang Lin glanced at her and secretly praised her.
Even in such a difficult situation in life, this woman remained calm and polite, and it was known that she was ready to die calmly.
She is no longer observing the festival for Lin Chong, but for herself.
It would be better to die than to be harmed by bullies and playboys like Gao Yanei.
"Have you ever thought about leaving Tokyo and visiting relatives in other places for a while?" Wang Lin smiled.
"Zhenniang left Tokyo and had no relatives to turn to. Where in the world can she live?" Zhang Zhenniang said sadly.
Wang Lin hesitated for a while, but finally tried to speak: "Coach Lin is not dead. Before I came to Tokyo, I heard that there was a leader named Lin Chong in Liangshan Water Village recently. Have you ever thought about going to Liangshan to reunite with Leader Lin?"
Wang Lin stared at Zhang Zhenniang closely.
Sure enough, Zhang Zhenniang's expression suddenly changed, her eyebrows were raised fiercely, and there was a hint of excitement in her brows, but she soon regained her composure, slowly shook her head and said: "Master Lin has divorced the slave from the Lin family a long time ago, and all ties have been broken. Besides, Zhenniang's background
Even if a good family dies, they cannot live among bandits, thus tarnishing the reputation of the family."
Wang Lin could see the overwhelming despair in her eyes.
"If this is the case, I can temporarily find another apartment. When I leave Tokyo after the imperial examination, I will escort my wife away from the right and wrong place in Tokyo... As for where my wife will go in the future, how about we discuss it in the long run?"
While talking, Wang Lin took out a two hundred tael silver note and handed it directly to Jin'er: "Miss Jin'er, go rent a courtyard in a remote place on the outskirts of the city and move there. This money will be enough for your expenses. This matter
Can’t delay, the sooner the better!”
Jin'er thanked him profusely for taking it, but Zhang Zhenniang suddenly stood up and said solemnly: "Thank you so much for your kindness, but I am not related to you. I can't bear the expense of this official!"
Wang Lin knew that Zhang Zhenniang had misunderstood that he was also plotting against her.
He stood up and smiled and cupped his hands: "Madam, don't think too much, I have no malice or ill intentions. Miss Jin'er, remember my words and quickly find a place to live, otherwise Gao Yanei may come to your door at any time."
!”
"Farewell!"
Wang Lin didn't explain anything anymore and turned around to leave.
By the time Zhang Zhenniang reacted, he had already disappeared.
Jin'er pouted and complained: "Madam, I am a small official who is willing to give up money and have good intentions. Why do you refuse me?"
"Jin'er, we have only met him once, why would he help us? We have used his money, and we will follow him out of the capital in the future, how should we deal with it? This man is in front of others, and he is in front of others.
Where does the slave’s reputation exist?”
Jin'er was stunned and argued: "Madam, Jin'er won't listen to you this time. Anyway, I think the official is a good person and he has no bad intentions towards Madam."
Jin'er thought to himself that it would be a good thing even if he had thoughts about his wife. This young official was young, handsome and talented in both civil and military affairs. It would be a good destination for his wife to follow him.
But Jin'er wouldn't dare to say this even to death.
"Madam, I'm going to find a place to stay."
Jin'er hurried away.
"Jin'er, you..."
Zhang Zhenniang sighed weakly and looked up at the blue sky, her heart gradually becoming confused.
…
Wang Lin left the Zhang family and returned to the Guiyuan Inn and passed by Fan Tower. He saw that there were a lot of guests coming and going, most of them were well-dressed scholars, scholars or dignitaries, so he was ready to join in the fun.
It is said that from afternoon to evening today, there will be a Fan Lou Poetry Party organized by Li Shishi himself.
It goes without saying that invited distinguished guests have invitations, but ordinary visitors like Wang Lin who come uninvited have to spend one or two silver to enter, which is equivalent to buying a ticket.
It's quite dark.
This is the first time Wang Lin has entered such a high-end club since time travel.
The lobby on the first floor is full of individual visitors.
It is crowded with scholars from the middle and lower classes in Tokyo who like to write and write. Of course, most of these people come not for poetry but for Li Shishi's beauty. However, they are not qualified to enter the third floor, which is the official venue. Li Shishi personally leads them there.
The maids who are good at singing and dancing are all decorated in the main building to receive you.
If you want to break into the house, there is no way out.
Spend a lot of money.
With a thousand taels of silver, you can be directly upgraded, similar to being upgraded to first class on an airplane.
Wang Lin quickly lost interest.
One thousand taels of silver was a huge amount of money these days, enough for an ordinary person's family to live for a lifetime. It was not that Wang Lin couldn't afford it, but the problem was that it was a fool to spend so much money just to see Master Li.
If we could spend the night together, he might still consider it.
Wang Lin was about to leave, but found Ma Kuo, whom he had just met, in the crowd.
Ma Kuo also saw him, squeezed over and said eagerly: "Brother Wang Lin!"
Wang Lin smiled and cupped his hands: "I've met Brother Ma!"
The two of them chatted for a while and were squeezed into a corner again. Ma Kuo looked at the third floor with an expectant look on his face and said: "Brother, it is said that this is the third Fanlou Poetry Competition. The last Poetry Competition was elegant.
Yunji, Zhang Shangshu once composed the tune "Shishi Ling" for Miss Shishi, which is still praised by the capital."
"This session is led by Qin University Scholar and Imperial College Registrar Zhou Bangyan. I don't know what wonderful things will be produced. Dear brother, you and I might as well wait and see."
Before Ma Kuo finished speaking, a waiter in green stood on the corridor on the third floor and loudly recited a new phrase that had been spoken in the main venue of the Poetry Club:
"The distant mountains have long eyebrows and slender willow waists. They put on their makeup and stand in the spring breeze, and smile with a smile worth a fortune. When I returned to Fengcheng, I said to the brothel: I have seen all the flowers in Yingchuan, but they are not as good as my master."
"Kaifeng Prefecture general judge, Yan Jidao."
In the hall on the first floor, everyone burst into applause.
Wang Linxin said: Yan Jidao, Yan Shu's son, hasn't he been dead for several years?
Not long after, another excellent work came out one after another:
"I have come to meet my teacher tonight. My cheeks are wine-red. I have a half-rolled curtain and a small light is shining on the exposed flowers. The smoke curls up and cools my mouth. Hairpins and buns are thrown around, and I can't stand up against anyone. I play tears and sing new lyrics. Who knows how long the wedding will be?
The mood is uneven. The sadness is lingering in the dark. It corresponds to the wonderful dancing and clear singing at night, and it is right again. The autumn colors are sighing. Only the painting building, with the bright moon at that time, took photos in two places. "
"Grand Bachelor, Qin Taixu."
"Leading beauty is standing in a new attire, good charm, natural and different. We are well known to each other. Although we met for the first time, our love matured first. The smoke from the furnace is faint and the clouds play, half asleep, the fragrance is clear. It depends on meeting each other, if we still meet
A wasted life is an insufficient life."
"The Registrar of the Imperial College, Zhou Bangyan."
The young scholars cheered and cheered endlessly.
Wang Lin's mouth twitched.
What he thought was a masterpiece of poetry turned out to be simply for Li Shishi to praise.
A group of distinguished officials and dignitaries gathered together. Most of them were old and had no interest in state affairs, but they all rushed to write love poems to a prostitute. Each of them had the evil intention of crushing the begonias with pear blossoms. This can be regarded as the collapse of rituals in the late Northern Song Dynasty.
A unique scene.
So shameless.
I wonder if they still had this style and elegance when the Jurchen cavalry captured Kaifeng.