In the pavilion, two women with hair tied up their hair play chess, and there were palace maids next to them, serving the yellow gate. These two people, one is majestic and the other is fierce, and they are not easy to mess with. The palace maids who serve the yellow gate dare not come out.

The two looked at the north from time to time, and the curtain made of yarn did not seem to affect their sight at all.

"They are watching poetry!"

The sharp woman said.

"Is it the only one?"

The majestic woman said.

The sharp woman was puzzled. When she looked over, her eyes shone with clear light, but she immediately stopped it, and sweat dripped down her face.

He said in surprise: "Is the wine sacrificial coming?"

The majestic woman said, "Since you are here, let him see and sing this poem!"

As he spoke, a mysterious aura was stirring. At this moment, it seemed that the mountains and rivers were resonating, which made the sharp woman feel dazed, but the palace maid next to her was unaware of it.

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The Jinshi and talented women who read poetry all gave high praise, and there were many smart people, or they were all smart people.

I basically guessed who the author was. I said that there were only people who visited Shangyuan. There were not many people in the capital, and they were all in the palace. It goes without saying who the author was.

But someone was a little stunned when she saw it. She recognized the handwriting and turned to look. Another person was also looking at her. Obviously, she recognized it too. The two of them changed their eyes and thought a lot in their hearts. They turned their heads and didn't say anything.

One thought to himself: "Isn't this the word "Mr. Liu? Why is it here? If he has this tone, isn't he afraid of committing it?"

Another thought: "It turns out that the Legal master Liu is not only able to write erotic poems about his daughter, but also unique in writing such garden-drawing poems."

One immediately understood: "I'm afraid that it was the master's poems that were made, and even the queen mother asked for poetry."

Another thought: "I actually wrote a poem for the Queen Mother. Is it also a person who is competing for the flames and accompanies the power? It is impossible. How could a great Legalist who could openly say that "the emperor violated the law and committed the same crime as the common people" be competing for the flames and accompanies the power!"

At this time, everyone had not noticed it. The paper posted on the bridge head of the bridge was emitting a mysterious and mysterious aura.

Only standing at the end of the crowd, an old man with a sloppy beggar-like look alert in his eyes. The old man looked at a young man in the crowd. Unlike others, the young man was wearing a robe, but not an official uniform. He was surprised to see the young man at this time.

Liu Zhiyi was very surprised. He clearly felt the momentum in the poem. This momentum made him feel very intimate, as if he had encountered it somewhere. Soon he realized that this momentum was related to the fragments of the territory on him, and there was a vague resonance.

He couldn't help but close his eyes and realized it was a real opportunity. He woke up after a moment.

"The national fortune!"

He realized that the paper contained the national fortune. Liu Zhiyi was full of luck. The fragments of the territory were condensed by the country and the country, and actually represented the national fortune. However, the fragments of the territory were too small, and the national fortune was dim, not as pure as the national fortune on this paper. It felt that the national fortune was slowly dispersing and merged into the surrounding air, ground, flowers, plants and trees, and a certain momentum of evolution of fate was produced.

"Watch the sky and play the earth!"

Liu Zhiyi was amazed and felt that the connection between these national fortunes and surrounding things was actually the most powerful function in his system. [Viewing the Heaven and the Earth] had many similarities, but it was even more powerful. Liu Zhiyi's system function was the art of national fortunes, and had the ability to observe the transformation of heaven and deduce the fundamental principles of all things. However, this piece of paper contained the momentum of "observing the way of heaven and following the way of heaven", which seemed to be the same as the way of heaven and could practice the way for heaven.

Suddenly someone exclaimed: "The flowers are blooming!"

Suddenly exclaimed.

Liu Zhiyi then opened his eyes and found that all the flowers and trees were blooming. There were buds and flowers, and they were blooming immediately. Only those with green leaves, and the buds quickly emerged from tender branches and then bloomed. Within breathing, all the flowers bloomed in sequence, including camellia, cherry blossom, peony blossom, peony blossom, apricot blossom, crabapple blossom, chrysanthemum, plum blossom, hibiscus, peony blossom, peony blossom, peony blossom, peony blossom, peony blossom, for a moment, faint fragrance, rich fragrance, the fragrance in the garden, red, white, pink, and colorful.

It makes people feel that "the God of Spring is really here".

When looking at the poem, everyone was already under a heavy pressure.

An old man in the crowd sighed in his heart, "Is this for me to see?"

He remained silent. At this time, men and women were already in chaos. He followed his hobbies and really started to visit around.

Liu Zhiyi, Xie Xuan and others walked up to the bridge and found a row of pens and ink on the bridge. This should be intentional arrangement, meaning that someone can write down the poem and post it on the bridge for people's taste. Every few steps, there is a small yellow door standing.

Just now, the flowers suddenly bloomed, and the inspiration in some people's hearts was already inspired. Several people splashed ink and wrote them in one go. After writing the poem, they were taken away by the little yellow gate. They should be presented to the queen mother for comment first, and then they will be taken back for everyone to appreciate.

Liu Zhiyi, Xie Xuan and Shen Quan stepped onto the bridge and stood on the bridge for a moment, seeing the lotus flowers in the canal. Liu Zhiyi was still immersed in the artistic conception of "watching the way of heaven and following the way of heaven". Xie Xuan and Shen Quan and the others had already escaped the pressure and took back their thoughts.

"Brother Liu, is it interesting to be poetic?"

Liu Zhiyi shook his head.

Xie Xuan said: "It's really a great power!"

After saying that, he looked at the other side of the pavilion and seemed to understand something.

Shen Quan sighed: "In such a prosperous era, flowers are clustered, but unfortunately the undercurrents are surging."

Xie Xuan shook his head: "Brother Shen, I won't talk about state affairs today."

Shen Quan smiled and said, "Okay. Don't talk about state affairs. How about talking about civil affairs? I heard that Brother Liu opened a bank?"

Xie Xuan frowned: "It's unbearable to live up to the grand scene."

Liu Zhiyi smiled and said, "I opened a bank. Can Brother Shen give me some advice?"

The Shen family is a wealthy man in Jiangnan. They have minted money, and the Shen family has a small amount of money that can be used throughout the world. Now they still operate money shops and pawn shops. Most of the financial industry in the entire Jiangnan County is controlled by the Shen family. They are absolutely experts.

Shen Quan shook his head: "I dare not take the advice. However, Brother Liu started a business and didn't ask us to support him. He really thought it was a shame."

Seeing the two talking about money transactions in the Shangyuan where flowers bloom, Xie Xuan felt that he couldn't stand it anymore.

"I'm ashamed of you and others."

He actually went to the garden alone with a swagger.

Liu Zhiyi and Shen Quan were still walking step by step, walking across the bridge, and the flowers and trees in the garden opposite were even more prosperous, and there were many trees and trees.

Liu Zhiyi sighed: "I don't dare to rush across the river by feeling the stones."

He did not want to make a gamble after not throwing all his connections into the bank. Liu Zhiyi hoped that the bank would take root in the market by relying on its own functions rather than by developing his connections.

Shen Quan said: "Brother Liu is afraid of eating your money and interest?"

Liu Zhiyi rolled his eyes, the Shen family in Jiangnan still cared about this.

Shen Quan continued: "Brother Liu, don't refuse. Ten million taels of silver will be delivered to you later."

Liu Zhiyi was puzzled. Shen Quan forced money to be saved, and he had other intentions. He should know that the bank was called Yingjun Bank, and its main function was to provide financial support for Yingjun reform. Could it be that the Shen family, represented by Shen Quan, supported Yingjun reform. The Shen family is a famous family in Jiangnan, and Yingjun was a finite country in the Central Plains. There is nothing wrong with the two. What is the purpose of the Shen family investing in Yingjun, or investing in Yingjun?

"Brother Liu, don't doubt it. Yingjun reform is related to the overall situation in the world. I am willing to help the Ying family with one hand!"

Liu Zhiyi nodded. The reform of Yingjun is indeed very important. It is the ruin of this prosperous picture. Once the point of Yingjun is opened, it is not impossible for the world to overthrow. However, due to historical reasons, the court will neither interfere in the reform of Yingjun, nor dare to let the court intervene. For the court, Yingjun is a local prince independent of the court, but for the world, Yingjun is the heart of the Central Plains. Once this heart is broken, no one can bear it.

When the peonies bloomed next to him, Chen Quan suddenly looked at the flowers without saying a word. Liu Zhiyi knew that he had inspiration, so he went there alone without disturbing him.

From time to time, I could meet one or two tourists, and the familiar greetings, and the unfamiliar ones nodded. From time to time, I felt like I was being watched. I was used to it. There were indeed many fewer people he knew than he knew him.

Walking on the shore, lotus flowers covered the canal surface, and only the sound of gurgling water was heard under the water. Liu Zhiyi was quite touched, "I asked the canal how clear it is, because there is a source of fresh water." "The lotus leaves are endless and green, and the lotus flowers are red in the sun", "The mud is not stained, washed with clear water but not in a verdant, straight in the middle and outside, neither vines nor branches, the fragrance becomes clearer and clear, and the pavilion is pure and planted, you can see it from afar and not play with it." Pieces of words about lotus emerge.

Suddenly, a woman in a green pleated skirt accidentally slipped under her feet and fell to the water surface. Her hands were fluttering. Liu Zhiyi was quick-eyed and quickly walked over, holding her hands, and pulling them back to the shore.

The woman's veil was floating, and she glanced at her in a terrifying and fair face.

Holding the woman's hand, Liu Zhiyi frowned slightly and hurriedly let go.

The woman's face turned red, she hid her hands behind her, and her eyes showed inferiority.

Liu Zhiyi smiled and said, "Miss is a martial arts practitioner. Soak it in milk more often."

Women's palms feel rough, which is formed by holding a knife all year round.

The woman bent her knees gently and ran away in a hurry.

Liu Zhiyi looked at her back and remembered Fang Rongnv. This woman had a big skeleton. Although she was not as open as a man, she was also a big skeleton and was indeed suitable for martial arts.

A orchid was hanging down from the rockery not far away. A woman saw the scene here and cursed "Shameless".

Liu Zhiyi felt a little, looked over there, only saw a floating skirt, and the person had already flashed into the rockery.

Far away from the river and towards the depths of the garden, suddenly, a piece of snow-white among the flowers in the middle of the trees was filled with white flowers.

The red color contrasts, making it look even whiter.

Liu Zhiyi walked over and watched. When the cherries grew, a tree of red fire, and when the cherry blossoms bloomed, a tree of white snow. A strong contrasting scene appeared in Liu Zhiyi's mind.

"Young Master Liu!"

A voice sounded from behind.

Looking back, "I have met Miss Xie. Last time I went to Jiangnan, I wondered if I could meet the girl, but I didn't expect to leave in a hurry!"

Xie Yun smiled and said, "You really want to see me?"

Liu Zhiyi nodded. He really thought so at that time that meeting an old friend in a foreign land was a rare opportunity in life. He happened to know that the Xie family was in Jiangnan, and he really thought of this girl at that time.

Xie Yun snorted and said proudly: "I'm done, Mr. Liu is done?"

Liu Zhiyi nodded: "I got one song!"

It's more than one poem. I don't know how many poems I remembered along the way. Seeing Xie Yun looking eager to try, I knew that she had made a good poem and wanted to show off, but she didn't want to slam her interest.

Sure enough, Xie Yun said: "Please ask me first."

Liu Zhiyi pointed to the cherry tree next to him and said, "Light the cherries and shine on a frame, the peony trees are like snow..."

As soon as the four words ignited cherries came out, Xie Yun frowned, looked at the white flowers, and remembered the grand scene when the cherries were burning. It was indeed like fire. He suddenly felt that Liu Zhiyi wrote the cherries alive and vividly.

"Spring happens to be right, and I see the dragon grandson breaking through... I ask for the return of spring, but I refuse to return with sorrow, and my heart is full of knots."

After reading the poem Xin Qiji, I looked at Xie Yun.

Xie Yun suddenly said stagnant and forced himself to say, "I, I haven't done it yet."

After saying that, he hurriedly ran away. What a strong woman. Obviously, the poems she wrote were not as good as Xin Qiji's level, so she refused to take them out.

At this time, two women not far away, they all took out small notebooks, one leaning against the plum tree and the other leaning against the crabapple, quickly remembering the words they had just heard.

In the pavilion, the two women playing games have finished a game.

The majestic woman said, "Jinchuan. Where is your poem?"

The sharp woman said, "Does it be necessary to see mine?"

As he said that, he took it out and presented it with both hands.

The majestic woman chanted directly: "The dense leaves are cut and spit out, and the new flowers are scattered. Although the climbing strips is not wrong, picking the stamens will make you realize that you are empty. Spring is coming, but autumn is not yet willing to be misleading. I ask the peach and plums, and what is the same as the incest?"
Chapter completed!