As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a fat face appearing in front of him.
Lu Yao covered his head with the quilt again. Yesterday he finally had power on his mobile phone and played until two o'clock in the night before going to bed.
As for what to play without the Internet, you can play stand-alone games, downloaded e-books, downloaded music movies, etc. Lu Yao had two headphones in his car before.
Lu Yao complained: "You are always boring! Are you tired of coming here all the time?"
Pan Wen said with a shy face: "Brother Lu, you also know that I don't have anywhere else to play except here! How about you show me another movie like the one you mentioned yesterday."
I feel like I am addicted to watching movies.
Yesterday, Pan Wen saw something happened to the Lu family, so he drove his carriage back.
He spent the whole day yesterday scratching his head and ears. He couldn't stop watching the movie. He was thinking about this all day yesterday. Not long ago, he came to the Lu Mansion early in the morning and wanted to watch a movie.
Without saying a word, Lu Yao took out his mobile phone from under the quilt, played the movie "Confucius", put on the headphones for Fatty Pan, and went back to sleep.
Pan Wen sat obediently beside Lu Yao's bed, watching the movie without saying a word, his eyes completely attracted by the scenes in the movie.
An hour later, after a good sleep, Lu Yao got up and found Pan Wen giggling.
Lu Yao was curious. There shouldn't be anything funny in the movie "Confucius". He raised his head and saw that it was amazing.
Pan Wen didn't know when the short movie was released. Seeing his obsessed look, Lu Yao quickly snatched the phone away.
Children cannot watch these things.
"Hey! Brother Lu, what are you doing! I haven't finished reading yet." Pan Wen complained.
"What are you watching? You can't watch this now. You will experience it when you grow up and get a wife. Watching too much now is not good for your health."
The mobile phone must be turned off. How can such an immodest thing be seen by others, not even Fatty Pan? After all, this is his little secret. After all, no one in the previous life knew this secret.
Seeing how tough Lu Yao was, Pan Wen had no choice but to give up.
Pan Wen came to see him today. He must be going out to play. Where should he go? Where else could a simple-minded person like him go?
"Brother Lu, let's go to Chunxiang Tower to play."
Did you see that he just wanted to go to a brothel? He was similar to those literati students. He didn't learn the good ones, but learned to be arty.
Lu Yao looked at the sky, shook his head and said, "Pan Wen, what time is it now? Are you sure the brothel is open?"
"That brothel that sells both artists and women is open." Pan Wen said with certainty.
"Go to hell!" Lu Yao kicked Pan Wen from the edge of the bed to the ground, "If you want to go, go ahead and don't hold me back. Sooner or later, my reputation will be ruined by you."
"If you don't go, you won't go. Why are you beating people up?" Pan Wen felt a little aggrieved, "Then where are we going to play? I won't go outside the city, it's too far."
"It's just a matter of fun. You know how to play in a day. If you don't do anything serious, you can't learn from me." Lu Yao scolded.
"Brother Lu, I have been imitating you!" Pan Wen felt even more aggrieved.
"You're talking nonsense. When did I think about going to a brothel like you every day?"
"You were like this before, and it was you who took me there."
"Stop it, stop this topic."
Lu Yao felt that something big would happen if he continued talking.
"Pan Wen, let me tell you something very serious!" Lu Yao felt that Pan Wen was very rich, so he asked Pan Wen to provide the money, and he provided the technology to start a business. He, who came from the future,
People should be able to make a lot of money no matter what they do.
"Brother Lu, I'm listening to you." Pan Wen usually doesn't use his brain, and Lu Yao makes the decision.
"The two of us jointly opened a restaurant. With my skills, Fan Lou will be suppressed in less than a year. However, Fan Lou's customers are all our guests, and the restaurant we open is Bianliang No. 1 Restaurant
, what do you think?" Lu Yao asked.
Pan Wen didn't think it was good and looked at Lu Yao with a strange look.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Lu Yao was actually despised by Pan Wen, and he couldn't bear it.
"Fan Lou is owned by my family, why should we suppress Fan Lou!" Pan Wen said.
"What?" Lu Yao jumped up in shock, "Fan Tower is actually owned by your family. Your family is so rich."
"I never said I had no money! And the whole Bianliang knows about it."
Lu Yao understood, patted Pan Wen on the shoulder and said, "I finally understand why your mother said you are handsome. You are really handsome. When you are looking for a wife, you will definitely be stepped down."
If you are rich, of course you are handsome. Even if you say you are the most handsome guy in Bianliang, Lu Yao will believe you.
Pan Wen smiled happily and said, "Let me just say that my mother didn't lie to me."
"Yes! I didn't lie to you, it's because I am ignorant." Lu Yao regretted that he didn't have such a rich father.
After Lu Yao washed up, he took Pan Wen out.
Although you can't do the restaurant business, you can do other businesses. First, look for any good stores, and let Pan Wen pay for them first. I don't agree with meeting a rich second generation, and you have to trick him.
The two of them had not walked out for a long time when a person walked towards them. This person was a servant of the Han family, whom Lu Yao knew. Behind him were some of the more famous students in recent times, about thirteen or four.
Seeing Lu Yao, a servant of the Han Mansion, he walked over with his head bowed and said, "Mr. Lu, you came out just in time. My elder brother is thinking of inviting talented people who have written poems recently to come and talk to me. You will also go to the Han Mansion with me."
Well, today's work can't be done, and I have to give my brother-in-law face in the future.
A group of people came to Han Mansion, and Lu Yao, Su Shi and the others naturally got together.
Su Shi was still desperately introducing Lu Yao to the people around him as the author of "Secret Fragrance" and "Bu Suanzi·Yong Mei".
The talented men stood in awe, and raised their hands to Lu Yao one after another and said: "I am sad alone at dusk, and I have looked up to you for a long time."
"Red Calyx silently remembers each other and admires her."
Lu Yao was full of vanity, and he cupped his hands and replied: "No, no, I am a humble writer. Your poems are what I admire."
"It shouldn't be, it shouldn't be."
After a lot of compliments to each other, Han Wenliang finally appeared.
When he saw Lu Yao among the crowd, his eyes lit up, but he still endured it.
He held his hands in front of everyone and smiled and said: "Yuan, I have admired all the talents for a long time, and now I have found them. Let's discuss the art of poetry together."
"Han Yanei is very polite. Talking about poetry is an elegant matter. We should thank Han Yanei for providing us with such an opportunity."
Han Wenliang asked Uncle Yao to take these talented people to a certain place in the front yard, where wine and food had been prepared.
After they left, Han Yonghe walked out of the main hall and asked Han Wenyuan, "Is Lu Yao here?"
"Here we are, right among that group of people."
Han Yonghe nodded, "Yuan'er, please remember to take care of things. I'll be back later."
Han Wenyuan came to the main seat and toasted to the talented people, "Yuan, thank you all for coming, and drink this cup to the full."
After everyone had a glass of water and wine, they began to talk about it. Most of them were about articles, poems, and poems. The imperial examination was about to take place. The discussion was about who would take the imperial examination and what the policy theory was about.
Han Wenliang saw that Lu Yao only drank wine and did not eat food, and Lu Yao did the same when he saw Han Wenliang. The two looked at each other and smiled, saying nothing.
Lu Yao probably knew why Han Wenliang called him over. It turned out that the drunkard was not interested in drinking, but in the mountains and rivers.
You said you wanted me to cook a meal for you, just come to the Lu Mansion and say no, why do you make it so troublesome?
The more the Han family behaves like this, the more Lu Yao feels that he and Han Yunyu can succeed. Who can refuse a son-in-law who can cook, don't you think?
After drinking and drinking, everyone was reciting their own poems.
The Han government also spent a lot of money to bring Lu Yao here, and deliberately invited the famous Master Yun from Fan Tower to sit in the middle and sing the poems recited by the talented people.
Seeing that Lu Yao didn't speak for a long time, the talented people started talking among themselves. The last talented person stood up and asked: "We all admire Mr. Lu's poetic talent. How about Mr. Lu compose a poem?"
"Yes, yes, if Master Lu spreads his singing to Bianliang in the future, we will be lucky too."
Yun and everyone looked at Lu Yao expectantly.
After Xian'er from Chunxiang Tower received four poems from Lu Yao and Su Shi, her reputation has become as good as hers. He also hopes to publish a poem today to make her reputation even better than before.
"Then what's the topic?" Lu Yao also started to pretend. He asked you if you were afraid of the topic.
Su Shi smiled and said: "Since this bureau is gathered by Mr. Han, Mr. Han should be the one to propose the topic."
"Master Han, please come up with a question." Everyone agreed.
Han Wenliang smiled. He also wanted to give Lu Yao a try to see how good his literary talent was. Since he was asked to give a question, he would give a difficult question, "How about using sadness as the topic?"
At this time, most of the poems in the Northern Song Dynasty were mainly about love and scenery. There were very few people who wanted to express sadness. Many talented people were bowing their heads and thinking about what they should do.
But Lu Yao smiled. He remembered more sad poems than anyone else, and Han Wenyuan hit his target.
After pretending to be thoughtful, Lu Yao raised his head and said, "Yes."
The talented people looked at Lu Yao in surprise. His lyrics writing speed was as fast as Su Shi's.
Su Shi also smiled, indicating that he had it too.
“Young people don’t know what it’s like to be sad. They fall in love with the upstairs, they fall in love with the stairs, and they forcefully describe their sadness in order to compose new lyrics.”
As soon as Shangque came out, everyone talked a lot. They were not satisfied. They just felt that Lu Yao's work was too simple and did not match his previous reputation.
Lu Yao smiled, of course he knew that the important thing was in the next step.
After a pause, Lu Yao continued to speak: "Now that I know the feeling of sadness, I want to say goodbye, but I want to say goodbye, but it's a cool autumn."
As soon as the words came out, the whole place fell silent, and the ordinaryness of the upper part highlighted the classics of the lower part.
Han Wenliang clapped his hands and applauded, "What a 'but it's cool and beautiful autumn', but he wrote the word "sorrow" vividly. How can the real sadness in his heart be easily expressed? Lu Yao is a great talent!"