The number one scholar of the Song Dynasty

Jin'er came bouncing over with her hands behind her back, her voice just waking up was sweet and glutinous: "Master, it's such a beautiful day, don't you want to go for a walk?"

Xiao Nizi has been going out with Yang Lin recently, and she is almost addicted. After all, it is the nature of a teenage girl, and she doesn't like to be bored in the big house of the Yang family.

Yang Lin shook his head and said: "Today, I invited a few masters to teach Yang Tian'ai some boxing and kicking skills. None of these bastards have made progress in their studies. It seems that they have to teach students according to their aptitude."

Jin'er let out a little disappointment, at this time there was a sound of footsteps outside, followed by Yang San's signature male duck voice: "Da Lang, some Gongsheng students came outside, and they want to invite Da Lang to the party. "

Gongsheng in the Song Dynasty was also called Juren. Unlike Juren in later generations, this Gongsheng was a temporary qualification.

If you pass the government examination in the local state capital, you become a Gongsheng student and are eligible to enter Beijing for the examination.If you don't get a Jinshi this time, then I'm sorry, you are not eligible to take the big exam three years later, unless you take the government exam again to get the qualification of Gongsheng.

The government examination is also called Jieshi, and Yang Lin who ranks first is called Jieyuan. It can be said that these Gongsheng students are all of his same period, and they will go to Beijing to take the provincial examination together in the future.

It's hard to refuse this kind of gathering. Yang Lin looked back, Jin'er was full of complacency, and smiled into a crescent moon, and couldn't help saying angrily: "Your wish has been fulfilled, change into decent clothes, we Go and meet this talented man from Yangzhou City."

"Isn't Yangzhou talented young master?"

"Haha, the little mouth is covered with honey, and the words are so sweet."

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Yang Lin is from a family of merchants, even if the family is wealthy, the people he associates with in the academy are the children of ordinary families.

Although merchants were not prohibited from taking the imperial examinations in this era, after all, it was the last years of the Northern Song Dynasty when etiquette was gradually rising, and the children of gentry, officials and eunuchs felt a little arrogant in their hearts.

When they came to the lobby, a group of scholars pointed around the calligraphy and paintings in the hall of Yang Lin's house, their faces were either envious, noble, or obsessed

Yang Lin coughed lightly, and then the crowd gathered around, some of them were very affectionate, and some remained silent.

"Da Lang, I heard that you were sick a few days ago, but have you been so agile?"

"Da Lang, they said that you are a guest of the Fu Zun, is there such a thing?"

"Everyone be quiet!" A very young-looking scholar raised his hand and pressed down, and said loudly, "Da Lang, when I hear that you have recovered, I pooled up some money to celebrate you with wine at Qingyin Pavilion."

This is Yang Lin's best friend, his name is known to all later generations, and his surname is Qin and his name is Hui.At this time, this treacherous minister did not look treacherous at all, he looked stable and stable, and was born as the son of a county magistrate, but his father was relatively clean and his family was very poor.

Yang Lin laughed dryly, even though he was a well-known gentleman, this body used to be a frequent visitor to brothels.The market economy of the Song Dynasty brought prosperity and openness to the society, and the warehouses were full of etiquette, and the pockets were bulging.At this time, the brothel was already a place that everyone from the social elite flocked to, from the monarch to the merchants, literati, scholars, officials and dignitaries, all of them were proud of prostitutes.

Visiting brothels in the Song Dynasty is not a sign of depravity, it is even very elegant, and of course it has to be graded.

There are roughly three types of fireworkers in the Song Dynasty. The first type is the working people at the bottom. They are purely to meet their personal physiological needs. The places they go to are called "yaozi".It's not on the stage, it's the low-end, low-end sensuality, it's the real sex business, not the beautiful sex business.It is a place where the common people, especially the poor without wives, often visit to meet their physical needs, and it is a real paradise for girls who have lost their way.

Some poor gangsters put a few naked female beggars in a small house on the side of the road, and cut a few small holes in the wall, so that the female beggars can put on a reality show inside, for the wandering customers on the side of the road to watch first. , If you can’t bear it any longer, just go in and pay, and then pick people to do things. According to the records, the per capita consumption is only seven cents!If you want to ask how cheap it is, you must know that the people of the Song Dynasty cost three coins to eat a bun.

Ordinary government and business tycoons are mainly seductive (face value), and these people also go for seductiveness, and there are often those out-of-date oirans who are redeemed by them as concubines.Meeting someone with a good temper is a way out.

The literati and celebrities look at both their looks and their talents, and they are more likely to recite poems and write poems. They are arty and poor.They often spend a lot of money, just to smile for the beauties, who can't even touch it with small hands, and are still happy, but they don't know that behind these peerless beauties with both talents and talents, there is a man who feels sick every day, who is a bit of a later life. The meaning of a sand sculpture local tyrant rewarding a female anchor.

The Qingyin Pavilion that Yang Lin and the others were going to naturally belonged to the third category. The few leaders in the pavilion were very expensive, and they were the top oirans in Yangzhou.

Even Jin'er, who was behind her, did not reject her young master's entry into the brothel. You must know that this is not only a normal social activity, but also a very elegant behavior.

Qingyin Pavilion is not a restaurant, but a group of elegant garden courtyards, with pink walls and mandarin tiles, Zhuhu animal rings, cornices reflecting lush tall locust trees, and embroidered households facing green and dense thin bamboo.

The environment is so beautiful that ordinary gentry can't compare, it is Yangzhou's top romantic place.

Yang Lin is quite familiar with everything here, even so, visiting the brothel with Qin Hui still makes him feel a little dazed.

Have I been married to a traitor all my life?

Chapter 12 The Tree Wants to be Still, But the Wind Doesn't Stop

Qin Hui took the lead, walking at the front with a smile on his face. His family was not rich, and sometimes he had to work part-time as a private school teacher in his hometown to earn tuition fees.

The children in the countryside are difficult to discipline. They are all like hozens. Qin Hui, who is always weathered, has a big head. He even wrote a poem: If you get [-] acres of paddy fields, you will not be the king of hozens this time.

This time they raised money to celebrate Yang Lin's recovery from high school Jie Yuanhe's serious illness, and Qin Hui also paid for it, which shows that he and Yang Lin have a close relationship. This poor scholar in memory is still a close friend with him, which makes him Yang Lin was very embarrassed.

Seeing Qin Hui's cheerful appearance, Yang Lin thought to himself, after all, Yue Fei is only two or three years old now, the person in front of him has not made any mistakes, so there is no need to hate him.

Maybe I can change him or not. You must know that Qin Hui was also a main combat faction at the beginning. At the beginning of Song Qinzong Jingkang, Qin Hui played, thinking that the Jin army who committed crimes against the south should not show too cowardly. In November, the Jin army surrounded the capital Bian In Beijing, envoys were sent to ask for the three towns, but Jin Bing insisted that the Northern Song Dynasty cede the territory, otherwise they would attack Bianjing.Song Qinzong summoned hundreds of officials to discuss countermeasures in the Hall of Yanhe. Seventy people including Fan Zongyin agreed to cede the land, while 70 people including Qin Hui disagreed.

Qin Hui wrote a letter about major military affairs: he called all the officials to discuss in detail, strengthened the defense, and placed the gold envoys outside the city and ignored them.

Emperor Qinzong of the Song Dynasty appointed Qin Hui as a member of the staff, Wailang, and soon changed to a public official, in fact, he was an envoy to cede land.Qin Hui felt that this official was specially set up for the purpose of ceding land for peace, which was contrary to his own ideas, so he submitted three memorials and asked to resign.

After many years of ups and downs in the officialdom, this son of the county magistrate from the countryside, a poor, sour and a bit upright scholar, slowly changed his original intention.Of course there are reasons for his own lack of determination and his wife's family is full of traitors, but it is more because of the incompetence and cowardice of the Zhao family, which makes the subordinates unable to harden themselves.

The appearance of Qingyin Pavilion looks like an academy, with pink and white walls, blue bricks and green tiles, no wonder it is favored by these scholars.

Qin Hui was shy and reluctant to come here. He chose a chair and sat down, then shouted: "Huh? Why is no one answering? I'm exhausted after walking for so long. Hurry up!" Serve tea!"

Yang Lin watched from the sidelines, this fellow was indeed a stunned young man, with no sign of power or treachery at all.If this kind of person fights with Cai Jing in the officialdom, he will definitely not survive a round. I really don't know what he has experienced in the future, making him the number one treacherous person in the ages.

Seeing Yang Lin staring at him, Qin Hui said with a smile, "Today is to celebrate Yang Dalang, so you should sit at the head here. Come, come, please take a seat."

Yang Lin put aside the "Shuo Yue Zhuan" that was full of thoughts, bent slightly to lift his robe, and said with a light smile: "Everyone is so kind, I am ashamed to accept it." After finishing speaking, he sat down in the main seat without being pretentious.

"Several virtuous brothers, it's rare to get together this time. Brother Yu will introduce you to one or two and introduce new friends. In the future, we will go to Beijing to take the exam together, so we can take care of us." It turned out that these people knew each other well, but some of them came from near Yangzhou Some came from remote villages and towns, and some of them didn't even know Yang Lin, and they gathered purely for the purpose of holding a group.

The current world is not peaceful. Zhao’s Great Song Dynasty is the dynasty with the most peasant uprisings in the millennium. Warriors value literature over martial arts, but both the army and the people are martial.These people are oppressed, and it is easy to gather in the mountains and forests, robbing houses and destroying people's lives. The strong beams are all over the mountains and forests everywhere.

Yang Lin thought in his heart that these people might become Jinshi in the future, and it's always good to take care of each other when they become officials.Now I have strong support from the central government, but no vassals to handle affairs below, and I am about to meet a few familiar ones, so that I can wave the flag for myself in the future.

Qin Hui is a self-acquaintance, especially a few tribute students from the countryside. After entering the city, he has taken good care of him, so he is the most suitable middleman.

"Dalang, this is Jia Anzhai, a Gongsheng from Wucheng, Huzhou, whose name is Juren." Qin Hui pointed to a young man in his twenties and said.

"Ju Ren, this is Xie Yuan from Yangzhou, Yang Lin, the eldest son of the Yang family, named Wen Yuan."

Yang Lin nodded, nodded and smiled.Jia Anzhai bowed and said: "I'm used to being idle. When I went to Yangzhou to visit the lake and climb the mountains, I've heard of Yang Wenyuan's name for a long time. I couldn't pay a visit to the door early. I lost my etiquette. I'm apologizing for my crime."

Yang Lin said to everyone: "Brother Ju, you don't need to be polite. I'm sick in bed. I just recovered. I was born as a landlord in Yangzhou. I can't entertain a few people. I hope Haihan."

Qin Hui interrupted everyone's polite conversation, and continued: "This is Yang Hun from Gaoyou, my best friend."

"Haha, the best friend of the meeting is my best friend, and I will get closer in the future."

When Qin Hui heard that he was very face-saving, he secretly shook his eyes at Yang Lin, and Yang Lin responded with a chuckle.

"The rest are old acquaintances, all old people from the academy, don't stand around stupidly, let's all take their seats, and wait to be invited."

The remaining five people laughed together, made a bow to each other, and several people took their seats one after another.

At this time, the girls who had made an appointment came late, and women with different appearances filed in, holding trays with exquisite teacups on them, and came to several people one after another to salute.

A mid-mature woman in a pink veil stood at the end with a fragrant handkerchief in her hand. When she came out and looked around, she saw Qin Hui, and she stepped forward with her handkerchief in her hand and said with a smile: "Who was it that I built the Qingyin Pavilion to build a fragrant garden? It's our great talent Qin Huizhi, you haven't come for a while, are you going to have a tea party or a dinner today?"