he walks in the world

Chapter 54 Is My Generation Penghao People?

In order to give Lu Yang a quiet environment to heal his wounds, Du Ruo waved his hand and directly booked the inn. The innkeeper, whose business was not always good, was naturally happy to see the success, and readily agreed.

At this time, there was still some time before Qiu Wei, and Du Ruo was happy to prepare for the exam in Gusu City. For three days in a row, few people had not gone out. Unable to stop, and optimistic about recovering from his injuries, he insisted on taking Du Ruo out for a stroll.

After reading the book for a few days, Du Ruo was also a little bored, and it happened that he was also very interested in this world famous city, so he agreed.

Since that day's bloody battle, after taking off the jade crown, Du Ruo has been simply using jade hairpins to tie her hair, abandoning cumbersome cumbersome things like swords, folding fans and jade rings.

Lu Yang was also cut off by a sword because of Fang Tian's painting halberd, so it was not easy to carry it with him, and it was also convenient.

Gusu City is located in the south of the Yangtze River, guarding the edge of the waterway of the Great River. The Great River divided the Great Xia Dynasty into north and south. This is the south. It is wealth.

The city is huge, the walls are gray and gray, and the towers are towering.

There are as many as 90 to [-] residents in the city, and there are countless business travelers traveling from south to north.The buildings in the city are typical of the misty and rainy style in the south of the Yangtze River, tender like water, but also have a square and square feeling of the north.

There are many shops in the city, with flying corners, red walls and green tiles, blue gray and white.You can still see the center of the city from a distance, and there are tall buildings standing tall, with curved eaves and flying angles soaring to the sky, which is extraordinary.

After wandering around the city for half a day, Du Ruo felt deeply that this Gusu City was worthy of the name of a famous city. However, he also realized why the people of the Nangong family were so domineering. This Gusu City is huge, and almost half of the various industries belong to Nangong. The Nangong family, these are all that can be seen in the city, plus some other businesses, this Nangong family is worthy of being a first-class family in the world, domineering and full of confidence.

In a teahouse, Du Ruo and Lu Yang went upstairs chatting and laughing, and Heitou stopped Xiao Er from behind to order some preserved fruits and tea, and then went upstairs after ordering.

The tea house is not as noisy as the restaurant, and it is a bit more refined. However, not all the people who come here are literati and refined scholars. Some don't like it because they don't sell alcohol.

"Shan Jiang, you scholars are not good at this point. According to me, we should find a tavern and drink him to our heart's content." Lu Yang spit out the melon seeds and said.

Du Ruoyao pointed to the middle lobby downstairs, where there was a small stage, which was specially used for singing and storytelling, or for some people to perform some other programs, such as ventriloquism and the like.

At this moment, a young girl came up to sit on a stool on that stage. The young girl was not beautiful, and the pipa she was holding in her hand looked a bit worn out, and she was gently adjusting the tone of the pipa.

Du Ruo said: "Brother doesn't know, this teahouse is actually very interesting. The famous officials in the world have a new song. The first to know about it must be two places, one is the brothel, and the second is this teahouse. Brothel, my younger brother is interested, but my elder brother is still injured and not suitable for drinking and having fun, so I can only come to this teahouse, the storytellers or singers here have a lot of dry goods."

Lu Yang looked at the woman downstairs, and said without interest: "Let's just listen to it."

At this time, the girl in the audience was almost ready to tune, and she stood up slowly, familiar with it, bowed without the slightest stage fright, and said: "Today, my family sings a new song that I learned last night, "Slow Voice". Lu Li and Mr. Lu Ziyou, famous men from the Jiangning Mansion, wrote a new poem recently, and I hope you will forgive me."

However, as soon as the girl finished speaking, Du Ruo, who was still in high spirits just now, lowered his head, looked for the preserved fruit on the table and ate it, while Lu Yang, who was not in the mood just now, followed the crowd in the teahouse and applauded.Good or bad, most of these people who haven't read many books probably can't tell the reason, but this girl's voice is extremely pleasant, and that pipa is also extremely good.

Presumably Lu Yang has always been disliked listening to music, so he never listened to it. He listened to it suddenly today, and it was very fresh. When he was fascinated by it, he lowered his head and saw Du Ruo's appearance, wondering: "Shanjiang, don't you like it very much? Why? Don't like it now?"

Du Ruo put down the teacup in his hand, and said: "When I heard the woman say that she was going to sing Lu Ziyou's lyrics, I knew there was nothing interesting about it. Although this person is quite famous and has a lot of poems, they are all just poems. The new words are just talking about worrying things, worrying about the spring, worrying about the autumn, it is enough to make a woman cry, but in reality, it is just some low-quality stuff!"

Lu Yang nodded thoughtfully.

He knows that his brother is also a literati, and since ancient times there has been a saying that literati look down on each other, and he also knows that Du Ruo's poetic attainments should be extraordinary, just getting along with each other these few days, occasionally speaking a sentence or two, and it is good sentence.

Moreover, although they have not been together for a long time, Lu Yang knows that his brother is a proud man with an eye above the top, but he is also a proud scholar with real skills. Maybe he is not well-known now, but it is just that the time has not come. I learned from Heitou that Du Ruo was once famous back then, if it wasn't for the gang, he would have been famous among scholars by now.

Lu Yang picked up a cup of tea and said, "Shanjiang, brother believes in you. Now that you have come to the south of the Yangtze River, this is the place where scholars from all over the world gather. Before long, you will be famous all over the world and become a generation of literary giants."

Du Ruo touched Lu Yang's cup with his teacup, and said with a smile, "It's just that my younger brother's ambition is not here. I am more yearning for this magnificent river and lake, and I am more willing to take a look at these thousands of miles of rivers and mountains."

Lu Yang was slightly taken aback, and said in surprise, "Then why do you still want to take the imperial examination?"

Du Ruo lowered his head, peeled a melon seed shell, raised his head, and said casually: "I just feel that after studying for so many years, I should get some rewards after all. Moreover, it is much more convenient to travel around the rivers and lakes with the status of a scholar. This scholar ...Don't talk about it, just take the exam, and I won't play with them in the future!"

Although Du Ruo's words were plain, if they spread out, they would be scolded by scholars all over the world, but Lu Yang didn't feel that Du Ruo was arrogant, but thought it should be such a thing.

Lu Yang smiled heartily, and said: "What a courage, I have always felt that there is no one in the world who is more crazy than me, Lu Wudao. Today, I realized that there are mountains beyond mountains, and there are people beyond people. Crazy is good, crazy is good, my brother. You should have such boldness!"

Du Ruo smiled.

The madness in Lu Yang's mouth is not derogatory, but a kind of recognition from a proud person.

At this moment, a sentence suddenly came from the side: "I'm afraid this is not madness, but arrogance. I have heard people say that the master is wandering, and the villain is barking, today I know it!"

Lu Yang's complexion changed, and he couldn't restrain his anger. He turned his head and looked over, and saw three or four people dressed as scribes sitting at the table behind Du Ruo, and the one who spoke mockingly just now was one of them.

Lu Yang squeezed his big hand, and the cup in his hand shattered instantly. He was about to stand up, but was stopped by Du Ruo.

Du Ruo said with a smile: "Brother, how can a chick know the lofty ambitions, and a goshawk soars the sky, and will bow its head to care about the ants' comments?"

As soon as Du Ruo said this, the faces of the people at the table behind him became ugly, but Lu Yang was refreshed, he laughed, and said: "My brother is right, what is it like an ant? Understand the ambition of my generation!"

"Pooh!"

A scribe behind him immediately slapped the table and stood up.

Just when the scribe was about to speak, the downstairs table was replaced by an elderly storyteller at some point. The old man just slapped the gavel and said loudly: "Talk about Jianghu, talk about Jianghu, and ask The rivers and lakes, let’s see the ebb and flow of the rivers and lakes, gentlemen, please think carefully, think carefully!"

After finishing speaking, he slapped the gavel on the table again.

The old man's voice was sonorous and forceful, resounding through the teahouse, and the voice of the gavel was even more high-pitched.

After finally staying quiet, the scribe behind Du Ruo was about to speak again, but suddenly there was a commotion from upstairs and downstairs, urging the old gentleman to tell a story quickly, and some people said some teasing words, which made the just now The girl who sings has another song.

There was a lot of noise, and for a while, I didn't give the scribe a chance to speak. Since ancient times, there has been a saying that has been vigorously and faltering, and it has been interrupted one after another. The scribe also gave up what he was about to say. He waved his sleeves and sat down.

All this scene fell into Lu Yang's eyes, he sneered and didn't say much.

After making a fuss for a while, the storyteller finally started to speak:
"Today, let's not talk about the Second King of Liangzhou, or our Fairy Gusu Fuyao, but let's talk about the great battle that happened in our Gusu City a few days ago."

"That day the Yangtze River was rolling, and there was an expert picking a boat with a halberd. The river was turbulent, like a blue dragon going out to sea. That night, Gusu was quiet. Two young heroes from the rivers and lakes talked and laughed and entered Gusu. Hundreds of people fought bloody, and blood flowed all over the street... ..."

Hearing the deeds of the rivers and lakes told by the storyteller below, and hearing all kinds of booing and amazement from the people in the teahouse, Du Ruo and Lu Yang looked at each other for a long time, dropped their cups, and laughed loudly.

The unscrupulous laughter of the two spread out, disturbing many people who couldn't hear the storyteller's voice clearly, and the scribes who were already upset at the table behind them suddenly became angry again and wanted to speak out.

But at this time, Lu Yang and Du Ruo had already stood up.

Lu Yang looked around, finally fixed on Mr. Storyteller, and said with a smile: "Mr., your storytelling skills are indeed superb, but ah, the content of the story is a bit unrealistic. Bloody battles do exist, but the power The enemy Fuyao Fairy is just talking nonsense, I, Lu Wudao, can't even catch Fuyao Fairy's sword, my two brothers are still grateful to her for not killing, hahaha... Your story is wonderful, but, Don't talk nonsense anymore, haha..."

All the people listening to the book in the teahouse looked in shock at the two who came downstairs laughing, they were both so generous, so rude, and so chic!
When he was about to go downstairs, Du Ruo suddenly turned back with a smile, and glanced at the scribes behind him just now. At this moment, the expressions of those scribes were extremely unnatural, and they couldn't help trembling when they saw Du Ruo's gaze.

These people from the rivers and lakes are unreasonable in killing people.

A word about the world, the world has changed, so many literati admire but resent it.

However, Du Ruo didn't mean to find a place, just took a look, waved his sleeves, walked towards the outside of the teahouse with big strides, and laughed loudly:
"Let's go out with a big laugh, I'm from Penghao... Hahahaha..."

Leaving the building full of people looking at each other in blank dismay!

(End of this chapter)