Chapter 97 Jie Yuangong!

In the midst of the carnival, night gradually fell.

In his previous life, Zhang Heng was the king of the wine table. He was good at stirring up the atmosphere at the wine table, and was also good at making people drink under the table. He was good at singing the little princess to tears, and he could also touch the balls of a girl's stockings.

However, he could do everything in this life, but he overestimated his young body's resistance to alcohol.

So, he was drunk.

When everyone started writing poems, he was already a little drunk, half leaning on Han Jiang, and occasionally burping from wine.

When someone wanted to compose a poem, he sang a song, and the song he sang was not a song from the Song Dynasty, but a song from a later generation. Han Jiang, who was sitting next to him, could hear it clearly and couldn't help but be surprised.

"...When will the bright moon come? I will drink wine and ask the blue sky. I want to ride the wind back, but I am afraid that it will be too cold at the high place. I dance to clear the shadows, how does it look like...hiccups!...how does it look like being in the human world."

Han Jiang's eyes suddenly condensed, and she quietly gestured to her younger brother Han Zhen. Han Zhen quickly picked him up and gestured. The scene gradually became quiet, listening to Zhang Heng's repeated singing.

"...turning around the Zhuge Pavilion, lowering the curtains of the house, the light is sleepless. There should be no hatred, so why do we have to be reunited when we say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. This matter has never been solved in ancient times. I hope that people will live forever, and we will be together thousands of miles apart.

moon."

Everyone looked shocked, and then there was a look of ecstasy on their faces.

"Third brother, is this the Shui Tiao singer?" Han Zhen had a look of surprise on his face.

Han Jiang nodded with a serious look on her face: "No doubt, this is Shui Tiao Ge Tou, have you written it down?"

Han Zhen's face fell: "I didn't hear it clearly and didn't even notice it."

Han Jiang quickly said: "Take a note and write it down!"

Han Zhen hurriedly waved someone to bring a pen, and Han Jiang quickly said: "Record! When will the bright moon come? Ask the blue sky with my wine. I want to ride the wind back, but I am afraid that it will be too cold at high places. I dance to clear the shadows, why?

It seems like he is in the human world.

Turning around the Zhu Pavilion, looking down at the door, the light is sleepless. There should be no hatred, so why do we have to be reunited when we say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. This is difficult to do in ancient times. I hope that people will live forever, and we can share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles away."

Han Jiang's words were heard by Zhang Heng. Zhang Heng laughed and said: "Brother Zihua, it's hard for you to memorize it like this. Listen to me sing it loudly for you!..."

Zhang Heng is drunk, but he is also orderly. This is a skill he has developed in KTV over many years. Even if he is drunk, he must not lose his ability to sing to tears!

His drunken and clear singing voice spread far away in the autumn wind, and the cold atmosphere of the Mid-Autumn Moonlight Night rushed towards his face.

When he reached the point where he felt so cold that he could not help but tighten his clothes when he was sitting near the campfire.

"... I hope that people will live together for thousands of miles and share the beauty of the moon. I hope that people will live for a long time and share the beauty of the moon. I hope that people will live for a long time and share the beauty of the moon."

Zhang Heng sang here several times in a row, and the lingering sound lingered. Han Jiang inadvertently saw the glint in Zhang Heng's eyes, and couldn't help but be shocked.

This scene shocked Han Jiang, and this shock remained in his notes. Later, when someone wrote a biography of Zhang Heng, he searched for information and excerpted the shock of this night recorded by Han Jiang:

"...I was born in a family and grew up in a family with many brothers and sisters, both parents, and a loving family. I have never known what loneliness is.

So that night, when Zhang Juzheng sang a water-melody song with sparkling eyes, I didn't really understand it. I just felt inexplicably shocked.

But many years later, on the night when my wife passed away before me, I thought back to that night, and I truly understood what it means to have joys and sorrows, and the waxing and waning of the moon.

This is all an afterthought.

This night has become a common memory for many people.

Some of the people here were later promoted, rising step by step in the officialdom, and even reached the position of prime minister;

Some people are promoted, and although they are not very outstanding, they can still be considered to have made achievements in the officialdom;

There are also people who have won the election but failed in officialdom and have been trapped in states and counties throughout their lives;

There are also people who fail to win the lottery in their lives and find themselves in trouble for the rest of their lives.

But at some point in their lives, they always think about this night.

They were all the same that night, all in the same high spirits.

They also felt the coldness above the nine heavens. At this moment, they felt the so-called spiritual hometown.

This became the most precious wealth in their lives.

Of course, this is something they can brag about for the rest of their lives:

Back then, Zhang Ju and I were sitting by the campfire. He sang a water-melody song, and I wrote down the notes. When he finished singing, I poured the wine and we drank together with our arms...

In fact, future generations can naturally know what happened that night from the famous painting "Zhang Heng's Night Banquet". There is also a lot of data to support it. However, the bragging of the participants is also recognized by everyone, and they are envious and jealous in their hearts.

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Zhang Heng's words triggered a new round of drunkenness, so much so that Zhang Heng actually stopped drinking.

When I woke up the next day, the yard had been cleaned up. Except for the residual smell of oil smoke and the headache after a hangover, it seemed like nothing had happened last night.

But according to Zhang Xun, it was Chang Li who took the chefs and later transferred some servants from the restaurant to clean up the house together. The cleaning was quite thorough. In fact, it happened today, and the scholars also arrived in the morning.

They just left each other.

Zhang Heng looked at the sky and saw that it was already afternoon.

Zhang Heng said: "Have you finished eating all the food?"

Zhang Xun smiled and said: "How can we finish eating? I have eaten some fresh food, but there are still some dry goods such as ham that have not been eaten."

Zhang Heng nodded and said, "Then let's give these things to our neighbors."

Zhang Jun was stunned: "Why?"

Zhang Heng said with a smile: "The neighbors around us probably couldn't sleep last night. There were so many annoying people making so much noise. Let's go give them something and apologize to them."

Zhang Jun nodded immediately: "Yes, yes!"

So the three brothers carried hams and other things and knocked on the door of each house to deliver things.

In fact, the neighbors were not really angry.

They have lived near the Imperial College for a long time, and they have long been accustomed to the urinary nature of the Imperial College supervisors. However, Zhang Heng and the others were so polite, which made them a little embarrassed.

After delivering the gifts, Zhang Heng went home and ate some porridge, and then fell asleep because his body could not withstand the ravages of alcohol.

Early the next morning, Zeng Xiaokuan came, followed by Zeng Xiaozong and Zeng Youwei.

Later, Han Jiang, Han Zhen and others also came, and the whole courtyard was filled with people.

Today we are not here to have a feast, but here to the Imperial College to wait for the results to be announced. We arrived early, so we all came to Zhang Heng first to wait.

Zhang Heng was not unhappy at all. He boiled a large pot of water, made tea for everyone and drank it slowly. After the sun rose high, everyone set off in a grand way.

When they arrived outside the Imperial College, there was already a sea of ​​people, so they stood outside and waited.

With a clang of gongs, the gate of the Gongyuan opened, and the officers rushed out to protect the escort. The escort took the release list and posted it. Immediately, the scholars rushed forward, scrambling to see the rankings on the release list, and then one after another reported their rankings. come out.

"He Pifei, Wu Jian, Ruan Tao, Lin Shu, Huang Jue, Xie Ce, Qiu Yuling, Chen Li are on the list!..."

"Zeng Gongding, Qiu Sheng, Cai Ruoshui, Zheng Guang, Chen Rui, Chen Bu, Hou Shiyi, Xu Duan, Tong Xiaoyang, Chen Yan, Zhou Wan, Li Po, Wang Youzhi, Cai Yi... are on the list!"

Every time a name was announced, someone cheered.

"Zhang Lao is on the list, ranked fifty-sixth!"

"Zeng Xiaokuan is on the list, ranked fifty-one!"

"Su Song is on the list! Ranked 23rd!"

"Han Jiang is on the list! Ranked twelfth!"

"Lv Gong's works are on the list, ranking ninth!"

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The sounds of chaos were reported, some could be heard and some could not be heard clearly.

"Wang Gui is on the list, ranked seventh!"

There was a burst of cheers immediately.

"Wang Anshi is on the list, ranked fourth!"

Zhang Heng's eyes suddenly lit up and he looked around for the owner of the name, but there were too many people and he couldn't see it.

"Yang Zhi is on the list! Ranked second!"

Yang Zhi jumped three feet high.

After listening for a long time, Zhang Heng didn't hear his name. He suddenly became nervous and asked Han Jiang: "Brother Zihua, have you heard my name?"

Han Jiang turned around and said with a shocked look on his face: "Didn't you hear? You are number one, Mr. Jie Yuangong!"

Zhang Heng was a little stupid when he heard this.

Jieyuan?

Immediately all the scholars surrounding him cheered.

Although some people still have bitterness on their faces, they are not on the list.

But it doesn’t stop them from cheering, and they still have to do their best on the scene.

Zhang Jun was stunned for a moment, and the next moment his face burst into tears, and he began to cry, even more excited than Zhang Heng.
To be continued...