Xia Ping'an couldn't help but smile when he looked at the third house in front of him. The house in front of him was located in the middle of the county and could not see the river, white sails, or weeping willows. It was the third house that Magistrate Ce had given him.

This house is very dilapidated, with only one room. It is located in a secluded and deep alley. The roof of the house is made of thatch, and it seems that it may have leaked. Under the steps outside the house, no one has stayed there for a long time.

There is already a layer of moss on the steps here, the yard outside the house is full of weeds, and spider webs can be seen hanging under the eaves of the house.

"Master Tongpan, this is the new house that the prefect has given you. I wonder if Master Tongpan is satisfied with it?" Guo Si stood next to him with a triumphant face, ready to see Xia Pingan's joke, "This courtyard is full of miscellaneous things in front of you.

Grass and moss, I wonder if the magistrate would like to write any more couplets. If so, I will just take them back to show the magistrate!"

"You..." Xia Pingan's book boy stared at Guo Si angrily, with his fists clenched. Just looking at Xia Pingan's eyes, he was about to rush up and beat Guo Si. This Guo Si was simply too irritating.

Xia Ping'an looked at the shabby room in front of him and laughed. There was a kind of satisfaction and joy in seeing historical relics. It was here, in this shabby house full of weeds in the yard, that Liu Yuxi wrote the famous article "The Humble House".

"Inscription", if this place were to be replaced a thousand years later, it would be a national treasure-level cultural relic protection unit, and a piece of grass here could be sold for the price of gold.

Xia Pingan's satisfaction and joy are difficult for outsiders to understand. Guo Si saw that Xia Pingan was not angry at all, but seemed very happy. His expectations in his heart were disappointed, and he could only mutter angrily, "Tong San

Is your lord crazy?"

"I'm not crazy. Tell the magistrate, thank you for preparing this humble room for me. As soon as I came here, I felt comfortable all over my body and my thoughts were flowing. Here, I not only want to write couplets, but also want to write a couplet.

This article will be read by the prefect soon..."

"Humph, let's see what you can write..." Guo Si had no choice but to snort coldly, and then walked away.

"Come, let's clean up the yard and house together first..." Xia Pingan called to the book boy, and the two of them started working together. It took almost a whole day to clean up the yard and house. Xia Pingan also asked the book boy to go outside to invite him.

We hired a few craftsmen to repair the leaky areas on the roof with thatch, and it was basically ready for habitation.

The people in Hezhou City had actually known about Liu Yuxi's Tongpan for a long time. In the government offices, the prefect Ce repeatedly targeted this "unlucky Tongpan" who refused to accept his softness and changed the place where this "unlucky Tongpan" lived.

Time after time, and each time it was worse than the last time, the effect of the "news event" became stronger and stronger every time, and the people in Hezhou City and nearby cities basically knew about it.

Like this time, Xia Pingan changed places for the third time. Those in the government office were all afraid of being implicated, and no one dared to interact with Xia Pingan too much. However, many people in Hezhou City heard that Hezhou's general judge actually

Living in such a simple place, many people would curiously come outside the yard to peek around and see something strange...

Especially the scholars in Hezhou and nearby counties heard that the famous "Poetry Hero" and the former censor were called "Liu Liu" together with Liu Zongyuan, and together with Wei Yingwu and Bai Juyi, they were called "Three Heroes", and together with Bai Juyi

Liu Yuxi, who was called "Liu Bai", actually lived in a small shabby house in the city, and many people came to visit and ask for advice. This was unexpected by the prefect Ce. The prefect Ce originally wanted to deal with Liu Yuxi, but he did not expect that his three

The two attempts to make things difficult made the news about Liu Yuxi living in a broken house in Hezhou spread. It also made many people who didn't know Liu Yuxi was in Hezhou know that there was such a person in Hezhou City. The prefect Ce was furious.

He simply did nothing and asked the people in the government office to empty the position of general judge, leaving Xia Ping'an with nothing to do when he came to the government office. He directly became an idler in the Hezhou government office and didn't even have to do anything.

Magistrate Ce was waiting for Xia Ping'an to relent, but Xia Ping'an was waiting for the opportunity. After living in this dilapidated house for more than a month, Xia Ping'an knew that the time was almost here.

Because within this month, his small humble house would receive visiting scholars and local celebrities every day, and he gradually became famous in Hezhou City.

That night, Xia Pingan lit a lamp in the shabby room, spread out the paper, burned incense and bathed, then splashed ink on the paper in one go, and wrote the famous poem "Inscription on the Humble Room"

If the mountain is not high, there will be immortals. If the water is not deep, there will be dragons. This is a humble house, but I am virtuous. The moss on the steps is green, and the grass is green in the curtains. There are famous scholars talking and laughing, and there are no white people coming and going. It can adjust the element.

Play the qin and read the Golden Sutra. There are no messy ears of silk and bamboo, and there is no laborious form of writing documents. Zhugelu in Nanyang, Yunting in Western Shuzi. Confucius said: What is so shabby?

Xia Pingan finished it in one breath. After writing the inscription on the humble room, he let out a long breath.

The boy studying ink next to him was also new to writing. As soon as Xia Pingan finished writing, the boy read it and felt enlightened and enlightened. This small humble room, under Xia Pingan's pen, suddenly became

Zi is like a gathering of spiritual energy from three mountains, five mountains, and all over the world. It is refreshing and inexplicably uplifting.

"Sir..." the book boy said in a trembling and hoarse voice. He only felt that what his master had just written was great, but he couldn't tell what was good about it. Anyway, it was good. This "Inscription on a Humble Room"

Every word in it seems to have spiritual energy, which makes people feel a surge of strength after reading it.

"Tomorrow you go get this calligraphy and painting shop to have it framed, and hang it here!" Xia Pingan dropped the pen, turned around and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, the book boy carefully took the "Inscription on the Humble Room" written by Xia Pingan to the place where calligraphy and paintings were mounted, hoping to have the "Inscription on the Humble Room" framed.

…

Three days later, Xia Pingan was drinking tea and reading the Diamond Sutra in his shabby room. Suddenly, there was a bustling sound outside, and it seemed that many people were coming here.

Xia Pingan frowned and walked out of the room. When he opened the door, he saw his book boy holding a framed scroll tightly with both hands and running towards here in a hurry. Behind the book boy,

Dozens of scholar-like people looked at his bookboy with bright eyes, chasing after each one, and some were chasing while shouting, "Hey, hey, hey, that bookboy, don't run away, take what you have in your hand."

Show us again..."

"What's going on?" Xia Ping'an walked out of the room. The book boy had already ran into the yard and rushed to Xia Ping'a panting.

The scholars who were chasing the book boy saw the book boy entering the courtyard. They all stopped outside the courtyard and did not dare to enter without permission. Some of them exclaimed, "Isn't this where Mr. Liu lives..."

When the book boy told him, Xia Pingan realized that it was when he went to frame the "Humble Room Inscription" that he met a group of scholars who came to pick up calligraphy and paintings in the shop. When those scholars saw the first few sentences of "The Humble Room Inscription"

I was so shocked that they all clamored to see it. The scholar was afraid that those people would damage the framed "Inscription on the Humble Room", so he rolled it back and came back. Unexpectedly, the scholars were still chasing after him, insisting on seeing it.

, the book boy started running, and those people also started running, chasing him all the way, which made such a big noise.

"Hahaha..." Xia Pingan laughed and said to the book boy, "Hang up the framed inscriptions in the humble room..." Then, Xia Pingan looked at the scholars, "If you want to see it, come in and take a look. It's just my humble room for once."

You can’t let in too many people, you can only let in three at a time!”

"Thank you sir!" The scholars were overjoyed. After discussing it, they lined up outside the courtyard and came in in groups of three to watch.

The scholars who saw the complete "Inscription on a Humble Room" for the first time were already flushed with excitement and were so mesmerized that they had to memorize "Inscription on a Humble Room" before leaving. The people who came in later were also fascinated by "Inscription on a Humble Room".

"The Inscription on the Humble Room" calmed me down.

In just one day, this "Inscription on a Humble Room" has caused a sensation throughout Hezhou City.

On the second day, when Xia Pingan got up, he saw hundreds of people queuing up in the alley outside the humble room. They all came here to read "Inscription on the Humble Room". Except for those scholars, there were people from all over the place.

Celebrities and great scholars came to visit in an endless stream.
Chapter completed!