In early autumn, the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the third year of Houyuan.

Capital.

Nowadays, there are many walkers on the streets. Houses on the streets and boats by the lake are lined up. In the pavilions and on the bows, talented men recite poems and write pairs, beautiful people sing zithers and sing, their eyebrows and eyes convey their emotions, and their laughter adds some leisure and fun to this busy season.

Only Liang Xiao, dressed in white, did not participate in the autumn harvest, nor was he accompanied the talented man and beautiful woman. He sat by the lake with his right foot flat and his bent left knee with his hands. His unruly sitting posture welcomed the contemptuous eyes of the travelers, but he ignored it.

"Butterfly Dreams of Zhouzhuang Dreams of Butterfly?"

Liang Xiao looked at the fallen leaves by the lake and was immersed intently, muttering to himself, drinking a muffled wine.

The autumn wind sways the memories of the hangover...

He was struck by lightning while performing a mission on a rainy day.

When he woke up, he became Liang Xiao of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

He was born into a general, but he was a descendant of a criminal minister.

Seventeen years ago, the barbarians invaded, and the Great Zhou Dynasty was defeated and forced to move the capital.

His father, Marquis Lanling, died on the battlefield with 100,000 soldiers.

His mother heard the bad news and passed away after giving birth to him.

The Lanling Marquis' Mansion was also circulated.

Liang Xiao was adopted by an old man and lived in seclusion in the mountains for fifteen years. After studying, he went down the mountain and just happened to get the general amnesty in the world, so he went to find the daughter of the Zhenyuan Marquis' Mansion whom he was married to.

However, the Zhenyuan Marquis' Mansion turned him away for various reasons, and the meaning of drawing a clear line was obvious.

The two families’ decades of friendship are so vulnerable to reality!

In Dazhou, where there are more women and fewer men, he became the "toad" in the mouths of the people of the capital!

The old man insisted that he vowed to serve the country, marry three wives and four concubines, and spread the branches and leaves for the Liang family, otherwise the master and disciple would never meet.

Unfortunately, the son of a criminal minister who was denied his title was not qualified to obtain fame and fortune, and he also encountered obstacles everywhere in the army.

In desperation, Liang Xiao could only count his family's capital and do business first. As a result, he lost all his money by losing thousands of taels of silver. He became a joke in the entire Nancheng District, and drank his sorrow all day long.

This world went on a different trajectory after the Qin Dynasty. In the Great Zhou hundreds of years later, the aristocratic families were at their peak.

As the son of a criminal, perhaps he is destined to die in humiliation.

But he was a human being for two lifetimes, and he did not have the word "confession" in his dictionary!

After sorting out the memory, Liang Xiaoru woke up in his dream.

"As long as your mind does not fall, there are always more ways than difficulties!"

After a brief melancholy, Liang Xiao suddenly became enlightened, smiled slightly, and his eyes fell in the distance.

Someone was watching him not far away.

He was a young man in white, with beautiful eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and looked like a girl. He waved his paper fan and his eyes were bright and bright. Compared with the most beautiful girl he had ever seen, the eyes of the most beautiful girl he had ever seen were also eclipsed.

If the young man hadn't had a flat chest, he would have believed that the other party was dressed as a man.

A follower behind the boy seemed to be difficult to tell the difference between male and female.

He sat here for two hours and had long been accustomed to the attention of others to the psychopath. This young man was no exception, but because his eyes were beautiful, he attracted his brief attention.

The young man glanced at him a few times and turned his disappointed gaze to the pleasure boat in the lake.

The talented and beautiful people in the lake are sad about spring and autumn, and they are muttering words.

Liang Xiao was extremely powerful and could vaguely hear the teenager beside him muttering to himself.

"Three thousand talented men in the capital are either arts or drunkards, and the country is in danger!"

Liang Xiao couldn't help laughing and stood up with the wine gourd.

Who else can be named "a rotten alcoholic" by the other party?

The young man frowned when he heard Liang Xiao's chuckling. He looked up and saw Liang Xiao walking to the inn to make wine.

The entourage behind him glanced at Liang Xiao coldly and sneered: "This person is a little self-aware and dare not respond to the Duke... Master!"

"He has a good skin, but unfortunately he is idle. If the younger generation is like him, there will be no cure."

The boy sighed, ignored Liang Xiao, and took out a painting of ink in disappointment, which made him fascinated.

"It has been seven days since then. Looking at the literary world in the capital, no one can tell the second couplet..."

As he spoke, the boy looked depressed.

The follower thought hard for a long time before comforting him: "After all, even the questioner himself cannot be corrected. Three lights, sun, moon and stars are a perfect way for all ages!"

The boy just looked at the five words and nodded in disappointment.

"I can't be right! Because there is a word 'three' in the couplet, and the lower couplet cannot be repeated. After the three lights, there are only three characters. In any case, the number of words in the lower couplet and the right ones are either more than three characters or less than three characters."

The entourage listened quietly to the boy's explanation, and did not dare to show off his might.

"What's the difficulty? The Four Poems and Elegant Songs."

Liang Xiao's inappropriate chuckle interrupted the boy's thinking.

The boy was stunned and stared at Liang Xiao passing by.

Seeing that his master was disturbed by Liang Xiao, the follower finally couldn't bear it anymore and scolded: "It's nonsense! This Feng Yasong is just three words, how can there be four poems?"

Liang Xiao glanced at the master and servant, turned around and was about to leave.

The follower was about to teach Liang Xiao a lesson, but the young man in front of him burst into anger: "This is the wonderful and good thing! The 'Ya' in the Book of Songs is divided into Daya and Xiaoya, facing the four poems!"

The follower was suddenly at a loss, ashamed, and dared not speak out.

"Please stay!"

The boy called Liang Xiao and introduced himself.

"In Xialinduan, what do you call me?"

Liang Xiao looked back at the young man and replied, "What a drinker in the city is so good. I just couldn't bear it when I saw you feeling extremely sad."

The follower was ashamed and hurriedly clasped his fists to Liang Xiao and said, "It turns out that you are kind-hearted, I offended you..."

The boy then remembered what he had just said, "The rotten alcoholic" and suddenly turned red and hesitated: "I'm wrongly blaming you. The autumn wind is bleak, and hundreds of talented and beautiful women here are sad about the scene. Only you are drinking freely, which is unique."

Liang Xiao just laughed and walked to the home with a wine gourd, singing loudly.

"Since ancient times, I have been sad and lonely in autumn. I say that autumn is better than spring!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Duanru was struck by lightning, and the talented and beautiful people in the distance were stunned.

A moment later, a cheer came from the riverside, and the atmosphere suddenly changed, and it was optimistic.

"White clothes to buy wine, the young master of the turbid world..."

Lin Duan looked at Liang Xiao's back and was filled with surprise.

In a cabin in the middle of the lake, a woman in yellow robe who was drinking tea whispered: "Which talented man is chanting poetry outside?"

A beautiful woman lifted the curtain and replied, "Your Majesty, Your Highness the Princess is talking to that person..."

The woman in the yellow robe nodded slightly: "Oh, she has a lot of vision."

At this time, Lin Duan came to his senses and hurriedly stopped Liang Xiao with his entourage.

"You are open-minded by nature and have extraordinary insights... but people from the capital?"

Liang Xiao glanced at Lin Duan and nodded, "That's right, I've lived nearby for two years."

Lin Duan said happily: "It just so happened! I came here to find someone: the son of the Marquis of Lanling, Liang Xiao of the Liang family. Do you know this person?"

"I know." Liang Xiao's face did not change and took a sip of wine on his own.

Lin Duan sighed: "This person is not knowledgeable, does not respect etiquette, and does not intend to make progress. Everyone knows it! But I have to meet him, and I hope to hear what you think of him!"

Liang Xiao picked up the gourd and took a bite, laughing.

"Not only that, this boy is also violent and rude, and is proficient in eating, drinking, gamble. Are you sure you want to see him?"

"Bravely? Sexy and courageous?"
Chapter completed!