Datang broom star

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"It was only later that I realized that you are so talented that Shangguanyi's poems were famous all over the Tang Dynasty, but he didn't dare to write poems when you were around. You made a new study, which made those great Confucians and gentry angry, but there was nothing you could do about it." .You led the army to go out, and you are famous..."

Xincheng held Jia Ping'an's face with both hands, and said affectionately: "Such a man will naturally not bow his head for the sake of power. Xiao Jia..."

Huang Shu stood outside, listening to the steady voice, blushing.

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The days in Yizhou were very happy. Xincheng probably burst out all the regrets of the first half of his life, researching where to go for fun all day long.

"Go and see Wuhou Temple."

Xincheng raised his eyes and saw Jia Ping'an smiling, and asked, "Did I embarrass you?"

"No."

Jia Pingan held her hand, "I was just thinking, you are such a beautiful woman, but you have been silent in Chang'an City for many years, like a withered tree, I feel a sense of loss in my heart."

"Let's go then!"

The two immediately set off to the southern suburbs.

Wuhou Temple is a major scenic spot in Yizhou...

"Literati and poets like to come to Wuhou Temple the most, recite poems and compose Fu, and then talk about how they are not recognized for their talents."

Sun Qian talked endlessly about the situation of Wuhou Temple.

But today, Jia Pingan wanted to be quiet, "I don't need you to lead the way today, and I will take a rest for a day."

Sun Qian was stunned, "But did I make a mistake?"

Jia Pingan gave the money generously, and Sun Qian hoped that after working for a few more days, he would be able to repair the house at home later.

"Nothing to do with you."

It will be very interesting at first to follow someone chattering around, and the strangeness will disappear quickly.But after a long time, it will feel noisy.

"The money counts."

Sun Qian immediately beamed with joy, sent some rainbow farts, and left in a hurry.

The world is quiet.

Jia Ping'an and Xincheng strolled in the city, stopping occasionally to whisper about the scenery of a certain place, or which restaurant's food seemed good, and they would try it later.

This is tourism!

After leaving the city, I asked the way all the way to Wuhou Temple.

Rest and Mu today, there are many tourists here.

"so many people!"

Huang Shu quickly brought people over to protect the other side of the new city.

The cypress forest shades the sun, and it feels refreshing to walk inside.

Wuhou Temple is located in this cypress forest.

Birds chirping on the branches, tourists are either smiling or joyful.The small vendors on the side did not shout, as if they were worried about disturbing the gods inside.

"They are very respectful." Xincheng slowed down.

The people worship the gods, and they also fear the gods in the rumors, but they are a little perfunctory because of the illusory reason.

"They are in awe of their ancestors."

When you enter the ancestral hall of a certain predecessor, you will involuntarily think of the past achievements of this person in your mind, and then feel awe in your heart.

All the way into the ancestral hall, everyone slowly watched and paid their respects.

In front of the ancestral hall, Jia Ping'an was about to take Xincheng in, but a group of literati blocked the door.

"How bold and bold Marquis Wu was back then, it's a pity that he can't stretch it, just like my generation."

"Yes!"

Jia Ping'an couldn't help smiling.

This group of scholars were of different ages, the youngest looked fifteen or sixteen years old, and the oldest had gray beard and hair.

"Everyone, can I borrow a way?"

Jia Pingan is very polite.

A thin-faced man gave him a sideways glance, "Not a local, but a businessman? A businessman who is dirty, is also worthy to pay tribute to Marquis Wu?"

Jia Pingan was wearing plain clothes, which were of ordinary quality.Xincheng didn't wear any luxurious dresses, he looked like a middle-class couple traveling with servants and maids.

Jia Pingan smiled, "Since the door is open, anyone can come here."

The man sneered, "I'm waiting here to recite poems and compose poems in tribute to Marquis Wu. How can you still make good poems and fus if you dirty stuff comes in and dirty our eyes?"

Xincheng smiled slightly, even though he was separated by a distance, the man was stunned for a moment.

Jia Pingan smiled wryly, "Why do you say this?"

More than a dozen literati were writing poems, and someone said: "My generation has studied hard for many years, and now there is a new school in the middle of the court, and there are more than ten schools in Yizhou... Hey! Ten students, but where will we be placed?"

"Fly camp dog dog generation!"

Jia Pingan couldn't help but startled when he heard this.

Wang Laoer whispered behind him: "There are schools all over the Yizhou Governor's Mansion, but the number is not enough."

There is no way to do this, it is difficult to get in and out of Shu, and it is difficult for teachers to spread in all at once.In addition, the situation here is stable, and the conservative forces are not small, so the expansion of Xinxue here is a bit difficult.

The thin-faced man was furious, "Those people only need to pass the exam in the Dudu's Mansion to enter the government as an official. I don't think this is some kind of smuggling, it's just using power to overwhelm people!"

"That Zhao Guogong is so powerful. If he suppresses him, how dare the Governor's Mansion go against his will? You must know that there is still his sister in the palace!"

"Hey! This person is my great enemy of Confucianism. It's a pity that we can't meet each other, otherwise, I will definitely be full of old fists."

Xincheng touched Jia Pingan lightly with his hand, and when Jia Pingan looked over, he pursed his lips and smiled, and said softly: "They want to punch you hard."

Her eyebrows and eyes were crooked when she smiled, which was a joke that had never been seen before.

Jia Pingan laughed dryly, "Can you give way?"