Early Winter, Drizzle
Pei Zi Yun sat in front of the window, listening to the drizzle. In the blink of an eye, the struggling youth in Snail Village had become a Top Scorer, and had even entered the sect.
Ye Su'er, where are you now?
Pei Zi Yun looked out of the window and sighed. Pei Zi Yun had gone to the Academic Courtyard a few times, and realized that apart from the first day, there were not many people there. Most of them thought that this was just a common topic.
However, Pei Zi Yun listened with great interest.
'In ancient times, etiquette was very straightforward. Ruler and subject, father and son, superior and inferior, were clearly separated. Furthermore, they had to follow these rules and line up to receive the fruits. '
'In modern times, it is still ruler and subject, father and son, superior and inferior, and still line up to receive the fruits. The only difference is that the obvious rules have become hidden rules. But this is progress. '
'You can't say that there is no progress, but it can't be said that the essence has changed. '
'In short, it's still meat, just that it looks better. '
Pei Zi Yun felt that he had benefited greatly from this. Although he was living in Fu Mansion now, he would wake up every morning (6.45 am), wash up, eat breakfast and read the scriptures.
After lunch, he would read the scriptures and cultivate for an hour. It wasn't that he didn't want to cultivate, it was just that he had to rely on his body's metabolism.
At night, he would read the scriptures.
Unknowingly, half a month had passed, and it was now the eleventh month. On the second day of the Academic Courtyard, Chen Jin Chun and Yu Guang Mao came to visit. They invited Pei Zi Yun to go out and play. Pei Zi Yun did not reject them and agreed.
The little girl, Chu Xia, had wanted to go out and play as well, but was scolded by High Scholar Fu. Although this world was more open, it was not Pei Zi Yun's original world.
The little girl, Chu Xia, was scolded by High Scholar Fu and pursed her lips. Her eyes were filled with tears as she entered the courtyard and hid in her room.
When Pei Zi Yun returned, the little girl snorted coldly and ignored him, as if it was her junior brother's fault for causing her to be scolded.
These few days, without Chu Xia, Pei Zi Yun stayed in his room, deep in thought.
'In order to achieve great things, one must have some influence. This world loves poetry. Every time they have free time, they love to use poetry to make friends. Luckily in my previous life, I failed in the stock market, and spent my time at home writing poetry to kill time. Who knew that I would be able to use my poetry in this life. '
"With power comes respect."
"In this world, the Daoist sects are powerful. Therefore, they have the right to line up and share the fruits. If I perform meritorious deeds for the imperial court, I will be rewarded. This might be my chance."
Pei Zi Yun opened the window and the wind blew in. For a moment, he felt a sense of contentment. Compared to the days when he had been reincarnated, these days were much more relaxing. It was rare for him to be able to relax. However, he had to seize the initiative. Time waits for no man, and he had to figure out where to strike.
At this point, a servant knocked on the door and said, "Master Pei, it's the third young master of the Hou mansion. He has invited you to a banquet in the afternoon."
When Pei Zi Yun opened the door, a servant handed him a gold plated invitation. Pei Zi Yun opened it and smiled, "I shall attend the banquet tomorrow."
The next day, the ox-cart from Hou Mansion arrived in front of the mansion. Pei Zi Yun and High Scholar Fu boarded the ox-cart separately. As soon as they boarded the ox-cart, Pei Zi Yun realized that there were two seats inside the ox-cart. There was also a table and a serving maid. She took out a silver bottle and poured a cup of warm wine.
Pei Zi Yun felt his entire body relax, and thought to himself that this Hou Mansion was indeed a comfortable place to live. The entire journey was peaceful and uneventful. When he reached the entrance, someone approached him and said, "You must be Top Scorer Pei? Young Master is waiting for you. "
Hearing this person speak, Pei Zi Yun looked around and noticed that High Scholar Fu's ox-cart had been stuck in a traffic jam and had yet to arrive. Pei Zi Yun then said, "Lead the way."
This person led Pei Zi Yun inside. This wasn't Hou Mansion, but was considered a side courtyard. However, the area was still huge. There were vines, trees, and roses in the garden. After walking for a while, there were a few tea trees scattered around, and they were fenced up with bamboo fences. The courtyard was very quiet.
The person who led Pei Zi Yun to the door knocked gently, "Young Master, Top Scorer Pei is here."
"Brother Pei, please enter." Wei Ang's voice rang out from within the room.
Pei Zi Yun pushed the door open and saw Wei Ang brewing tea. He was fanning himself with a small fan, and his entire focus was on brewing tea. Pei Zi Yun looked around the room, and noticed that the room was very simple. Most of the furniture was made out of bamboo. There was a bamboo table, a bamboo chair, and a bamboo bed. On the wall, there were several paintings of mountains and rivers, and some poems.
Pei Zi Yun looked around the room and noticed that Wei Ang had already brewed the tea. He picked up the teapot and poured the tea into the cups on the table. Seeing that Pei Zi Yun was still standing, he said, "Junior Brother Pei, please take a seat. Please have some tea, and have a taste of my tea making skills."
Wei Ang stretched out a hand and pushed the teacup towards Pei Zi Yun. Pei Zi Yun walked forward and pulled out the bamboo chair to sit down. He then took a sip of the tea, and noticed that it was sweet and fragrant. In his previous life, it was the same on Earth. It was nostalgic, and tasty.
"Senior Brother is really good at making tea. If I could drink a cup every day, I could live for another ten years." Pei Zi Yun laughed as he spoke.
"Haha, Brother Pei is too kind. My tea making skills are not that good. In the future, I shall bring you to meet a tea master. It's just that drinking tea here is rather boring. I shall bring Brother Pei to Hou Mansion to have a look." Wei Ang laughed as he stood up and led Pei Zi Yun out.
Not long after they left the courtyard, the two of them saw a Japanese warrior hurrying by. Pei Zi Yun had read the local records and knew that there were Japanese in this world as well. The pirates were a huge threat to An Prefecture. Seeing a Japanese warrior appear in Hou Mansion, he was curious and asked, "Senior Brother Wei, why is there a Japanese warrior in your mansion?"
Wei Ang laughed, "There is no need to be suspicious. This is a Japanese warrior that my father took in during the chaos of war. When the world was in chaos, this warrior had nowhere else to go. Hence, he sought refuge in the mansion. My father was magnanimous and did not force him to change his attire. Hence, he stayed in the mansion and listened to his orders."
Seeing the Japanese warrior, Pei Zi Yun had some thoughts, but did not say anything. Hou Mansion was huge. As he followed Wei Ang around, they passed by different courtyards. There were all sorts of flowers and plants, as well as rocks and rocks.
It was different from the way they came. Before long, they turned a corner and passed through a door. A small lake appeared in front of them. There was an island in the middle of the lake, and a pavilion on the island.
Wei Ang led the way as they walked up the stone path to the island. The island wasn't very big, only about seven meters wide. There were a few willows planted on the island. The two of them sat down and chatted for a while before a serving maid rushed over, "Young Master, Young Master, the banquet is about to begin. The housekeeper has ordered us to hurry and find you."
Wei Ang did not mind the serving maid and laughed, "The banquet is about to begin? Alright, brother Pei and I shall head over now. "
Wei Ang smiled as he stood up and turned to Pei Zi Yun, "Brother Pei, I had wanted to bring you around Hou Mansion. It looks like we can only do it next time."
"That's a small matter. Let's go to the banquet." Pei Zi Yun laughed.
"Young Master, Top Scorer, hurry up. Mister Shen and the housekeeper are getting anxious. That's why they asked me to find you." The serving maid spoke hurriedly.
After about fifteen minutes, the three of them arrived at the banquet venue. The housekeeper who was waiting outside welcomed them, "Ai, Third Young Master, the banquet is about to begin, and you disappeared. You promised Master Hou that you would host the banquet today. Mister Shen has been waiting for you for a long time."
Wei Ang listened to the housekeeper's words and replied, "It's alright. I'm just in the mood to show brother Pei around the backyard. Let's go in and start the banquet."
As Wei Ang finished speaking, he walked into the room.
"This way, Top Scorer Pei, it's inside." The housekeeper led Pei Zi Yun into the main hall. Inside the hall, there were many banquets. Many scholars and High Scholars had smiles on their faces as they chatted with each other.
As soon as Wei Ang entered the main hall, Shen Zhi welcomed him and whispered, "Third Young Master, we've been waiting for you. Later on, you shall open the banquet. Don't get nervous."
"It's just a banquet, what's there to be afraid of." Wei Ang replied softly.
Wei Ang walked up to the host's seat and spoke loudly, "Everyone, I've always loved literature. Hence, I've asked my father to host this banquet, and invited everyone to come. Let's all discuss poetry together. Wouldn't that be great?"
"Of course, literature can't do without wine. Come, let's have a toast."
Following Wei Ang's words, everyone began to move.
This banquet was an essential part of the High Scholar's journey. Many nobles would invite High Scholars to host banquets. These High Scholars were the future of the dynasty, and it would be easier for them to establish a good relationship with each other.
Just as Wei Ang was speaking, Pei Zi Yun noticed that High Scholar Fu was there as well. Chen Jin Chun and Yu Guang Mao were there as well. There were still empty seats, and they invited Pei Zi Yun to take a seat.
High Scholar Fu asked softly, "Where did you go just now? When I entered the banquet, I realized that you weren't there. I thought that your carriage was delayed on the way here. "
Hearing High Scholar Fu's words, Pei Zi Yun lowered his voice, "Just now, brother Wei invited me for a cup of tea, and I was delayed."
Chen Jin Chun and Yu Guang Mao bowed as well, "Brother Pei, how do you do?"
Pei Zi Yun returned the greeting. The four of them were familiar with each other. At this point, a female singer walked in and started singing. High Scholar Fu lowered his voice and introduced everyone to Pei Zi Yun. He pointed to an old man, "This is Jiang Zhong, a High Scholar from the previous dynasty. He studied at home, and is quite famous."
"And that middle aged man who raised his cup. Don't think that he's just an Elementary Scholar. He's famous throughout the entire prefecture, and is a famous scholar."
High Scholar Fu was very familiar with these scholars, and introduced them to Pei Zi Yun one by one. Pei Zi Yun's horizons were broadened.
Wei Ang started the banquet, and everyone was talking about literature and Dao, drinking wine. It was a joyous occasion. Occasionally, people from other tables would bring wine over and compete in poetry. The loser would have to drink wine, and the atmosphere became lively.
When Wei Ang saw that everyone was drinking wine, he was the host. At this point, he felt an itch in his heart. He lowered his voice and said, "Mister Shen, why don't you host the banquet, and I'll go down and drink wine with the others. It's too boring to sit here and listen to the rules!"
At Wei Ang's table, nobody came up to drink wine with the third young master of Hou Mansion. Nobody came up to compete in poetry either. It was indeed boring.
"Young Master, since you've promised Master Hou, why don't you just sit here peacefully?" This third young master of Hou Mansion was acting so carefree, and gave Shen Zhi a headache.
Wei Ang rolled his eyes and thought of an idea. He then leaned close to Shen Zhi's ear and whispered a few words. When Shen Zhi heard this, his eyes lit up and said, "Since Young Master has such an idea, we shall do as Young Master says."
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