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Naturally, not only Su Song but also Shen Kuo and his family saw the fireworks that appeared in the sky over the imperial city.

The entire old city of Bianjing was awakened by soldiers, civilians, officials and merchants at this night.

People climbed up to the rooftops or to high places in the city, looking at the fireworks rising and blooming in the sky in the direction of the imperial city.

This is a grand occasion they have never seen before.

Looking at it from a distance, I was filled with admiration.

Even the courtesans and their patrons in the Goulan climbed up to the roof and looked into the distance that night.

Yan Jidao is one of them.

With the help of his best friend, he climbed onto the roof of Wazi.

Then, with the warm fragrance of nephrite on my pillow, I looked at the scene of fireworks blooming in the imperial city.

His mind wavered, his eyes wavered, and he softly recited the words he wrote when he was a boy: "We first met in front of the steps of Doucao, and we met upstairs when threading needles... Looking for the road in dreams, in the rain and falling flowers..."

He was so high-spirited and free-spirited back then.

In his opinion, everything in this world is easily accessible and should not be cherished.

However……

Thirty years after the dream, he looked back and thought about his current situation. He was nearly fifty years old, still a minor official, but he had been favored by the new king and could be promoted.

But because of his naivety, greed for wine, and lust, he made mistakes and got into trouble with the officials.

"Alas!" Yan Jidao thought about his past.

His life has been on a downward spiral since his father's death.

And every time, at the critical moment, he always made the wrong choice.

Even the happiest scene in his life was filled with beauties who were extremely disappointed in him and abandoned him.

The sparse eyebrows of "Xie Jia Qing Cao sings Qing Shang Hao", tears streaming down her face, and a heartbroken expression swaying in front of her eyes.

However, he couldn't give Shumei what he wanted.

Even her last hope was torn to pieces by his own hands - in the seventh year of Xining, he wrote a poem to Zheng Xia and ran into a big thunder.

Because of that poem, he was imprisoned.

During this period, Shumei was helpless in Bianjing. In the end, she had no choice but to be sold by the owner of Wazi to a wealthy businessman from other places in desperation.

He wanted to search, but he could no longer find the woman who shed tears for him and was willing to use her personal money to buy him wine, pens, and ink.

However, Shumei was only the first beauty to be hurt by him.

Xiaoqian is like this, Xiaolian is like this, Xiaoyun is still like this.

He remembered that last year, his good friends Shen Junlong and Uncle Chen Lian saw that he had a special liking for their singers Xiaoqian, Xiaolian and Xiaoyun, and they wanted to fulfill their wishes.

But he couldn't help but feel ashamed, and at the same time he was worried that the three women would suffer along with him and would not accept it.

As a result, Shen Junlong fell ill and died in December last year, followed closely by Uncle Chen Lian.

Therefore, Xiaoqian, Xiaolian, Xiaoyun, Shen, and the new owner of the Chen family directly gave these beauties to the nobles in the capital.

Who specifically? Yan Jidao didn't want to mention it, nor did he want to mention it.

But he remembered how he felt when he saw Xiaoqian and others for the last time. He was in great pain, but he could only force a smile.

From then on, he could only write words and reminisce - outside the setting sun, the distant water was melting. It was like A Lian's two pillows, in the painting screen.

Or maybe when I was drunk late at night, I thought of Xiaoqian’s voice and appearance, so: I remember the first time I met Xiaoqian, the two words of heart were written in Luo Yi, and the pipa said about lovesickness. The bright moon was there at that time, and the colorful clouds returned home!

Thinking of this, Yan Jidao's nails dug into his own flesh.

Because the beauties he let down should not have had such a fate.

If he had not followed Zheng Xia in making noise, he would not have been imprisoned. If he had not been imprisoned, Shumei would not have been taken away.

Last year, when he entered Beijing, the officials gave him grace.

He was allowed to go to the Ministry of Civil Affairs to wait for Que, but when he heard that he would be given a fat job, Lian sent someone to tell him clearly - Quan Fa sent Luoyang Jiedu to promote the official.

This is the pinnacle of selection for state and county officials starting from the eighth rank.

As long as you don't make mistakes, study hard, and the officials value you, and you are the son of a prime minister, you can easily change your position in the capital in one or two years.

Even ascending directly is unknown.

But at that time, because he was in the capital, he saw the singer Shishi who had stayed with him in Xuzhou, being held in the arms of a pot-bellied businessman, and his defenses were immediately broken!

Therefore, he gave up the dispatch arranged by the officials.

Even so, the officials did not give up on him and even arranged for him to be employed as a housekeeper in the store.

However, at that time, because he was depressed after breaking the guard, he spent all day at Shen Junlong and Uncle Chen Lian's house, drunk and dreaming every day, only playing with Xiaoqian, Xiaolian and Xiaoyun.

Didn't take office again!

This time the officials broke through the defense!

At that time, Gao Zunhui, a member of the Right Selection Committee who was in charge of selecting officials for the Ministry of Personnel, directly deleted his name from the list of officials awaiting employment in the Ministry of Personnel.

If so, he went to Luoyang to take up the post, and even went to the shop and housekeeping department to take up the post.

Why were Xiaoqian, Xiaolian, and Xiaoyun sent to those nobles by the Chen family?

Thinking like this, Yan Jidao's heart felt even more painful, like a knife cutting him. He could only pick up the wine jar and pour it down his throat.

The famous prostitute beside him is the contemporary Xu Poxi.

Xu Poxi looked at Yan Jidao's sudden melancholy and gloomy look, and saw him drinking alcohol guzzlingly. He couldn't help but feel a little distressed. He stretched out his hand to stop Yan Jidao from continuing to drink and eat too much: "What's wrong, Yan Lang?"

Yan Jidao sighed dejectedly, looked at Xu Poxi, and then looked at the wine jar in his hand.

"Drinking and sex spoil things! Drinking and sex ruin things!"

"From today onwards, I will give up drinking and sex!"

Xu Poxi covered her mouth with a smile, stepped forward and hugged the contemporary Liu Sanbian's neck, and rubbed his beard with her red and plump lips: "What stupid thing did Yan Lang say?"

Can Yan Jidao give up drinking and sex?

Then you might as well believe that the great monks in Bianjing will abide by the rules and precepts of the Qingdeng Ancient Buddha.

Yan Jidao was immediately dejected by Xu Poxi's blow.

"yes……"

"How can I stop drinking and having sex?"

Although he is nearly fifty years old, Yan Jidao still lives when he was seventeen years old, when his father was still alive and the Yan family was at its peak.

His mentality is also the same as the first song he wrote that was sung, "Linjiang Fairy" - the flowing water will follow the spring, and the flowing clouds will be with whom!

It doesn't matter!

that is……

Yan Jidao looked at Xu Poxi's delicate and charming young face.

"Madam, why do you fall in love with me?"

Xu Poxi covered her mouth and laughed: "It's because of Yan Lang's talent!"

This is the contemporary Liu Sanbian!

As long as you keep him, you won't be afraid that no one will comment.

Don’t worry about not being liked by others!

Who among the nobles and wealthy businessmen in Bianjing wouldn’t want to share a woman with Yan Jidao, the prime minister’s son and the second in command of Liu Sanbian?

This value naturally increased immediately.

There will also be a good place for re-employment in the future - many wealthy businessmen and dignitaries are willing to take a beautiful, intellectual and talented girl who has been enlightened by Yan Jida as a concubine.

Even if I keep it, I feel comfortable.

Isn't it because of this, or is it because of Yan Jidao's almost fifty-year-old age and his body corroded by alcohol and sex?

…

"Amitabha!" In the Kaibao Temple, the purple-robed Chief Minister Jin looked at the fireworks in the sky and couldn't help but sigh.

In front of him, several monks were kneeling.

"Why do you speak in front of the Crown Princess without permission?" President Jin asked.

The monks paid their respects and said, "Master, this poor monk realizes his mistake."

"Alas!" Mr. Jin sighed: "The Kaibao Temple cannot accommodate you and others."

"You can go out for a wander early tomorrow morning."

"Otherwise, I might be in trouble!"
To be continued...