Traveling through the early Tang Dynasty starts with hanging

Chapter 251
At dusk, Li's house in Zhujiagou.

Li Kai and Wang Renbiao apologized shamelessly, Zhu's face was displeased, but he didn't say much... It's a good thing that his son ranked first in Jinshi in high school, and became famous in Chang'an for his poems in Pingkangfang. Mud, that's not good.

Ma Zhou on the side looked envious, jealous, envious of Li Shan's drinking, jealous of Li Shan's drinking, hated Li Shan's drinking but not bringing himself along... Ever since returning from Shandong, Ling Jing had given Ma Zhou a death order not to drink profligately , so as not to make mistakes, after all, Ma Zhou is also a key person who knows the inside story.

Ling Jing, who just came back, thought and thought, endured and endured, and finally couldn't hold back and asked: "I saw that song "Spring River Flower and Moonlight Night" today. I heard Huairen recited a few more songs in Pingkangfang?"

Wang Renbiao clicked his tongue twice, took out a piece of paper full of words from his sleeve, and handed it over.

Ling Jing stared intently, reciting in a low voice, and after a while, the earthy color murmured: "Is this a gift from God?"

Uh, the ancients always had this kind of thinking when they saw incredible things... At least in this matter, Ling Jing's guess is almost the same, it is really a gift from heaven.

Today Li Shan threw out eight poems in a row. In his own opinion, the quality is uneven...but which one can be handed down to future generations is above the level.

Li Shan was carried into the room lying on the bed dazed, Mrs. Zhou carefully undressed Li Shan, and Xiaoman came in with a bowl of hangover soup.

"Brother Demou and Xiaoqing are gone?"

Mrs. Zhou, who was taking off her shoes, was taken aback for a moment. Looking back, Li Shan rubbed his drunken eyes. Although he was still drunk, he didn't look as drunk as before a quarter of an hour ago.

Li Shan kicked off his boots, leaned against the head of the bed, took a sip of the hangover soup, "Are you leaving?"

"Already gone." Xiaoman asked in a low voice: "I just listened... Li Taibai's name has been leaked?"

"Well, who knew that they would just lead them to that room..." Li Shan muttered, gulped down the hangover soup, and rubbed his temples with his hand.

Today in Pingkangfang, after the first poem, everyone came up with titles. If there are old poems, they can be written in one go;

So, in fact, Li Shan originally threw out three or four songs first, but he couldn't hold on later... he could only throw out a few more.

Leaning on the bed for a while, his thoughts gradually became clear, and Li Shancai ordered in a low voice, "Go and ask Mr. Ling and Ma Zhou to come over."

"Your Majesty is very drunk..." Xiaoman only managed a few words of persuasion before being dragged away by Mrs. Zhou. Seeing Li Shan's indifferent expression, he had no choice but to go out.

After a while, Ling Jing and Ma Zhou came in, Li Shan asked Zhou to move two wooden stools and put them beside the bed, and then drove Zhou and Xiaoman out.

Ling Jing's thoughts were obviously a little confused, "Is this a godsend?"

Li Shan looked at Ling Jing with pity... You really don't need to be so depressed, no one can fight against the collective of Li Bai, Han Yu, Wang Wei, Bai Juyi, Li Shangyin, and Wang Bo.

And because of the factors of the times, most of the poems that Li Shan put out today are Tang poems...for example, Wang Wei's "After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late in autumn."

This also means that the poets of the Tang Dynasty in the next 200 years need to work harder.

Ma Zhou didn't suffer much, he wasn't interested in poetry, he looked at Ling Jing... full of sympathy, he remembered that Ling Jing once said privately that Li Huairen really doesn't need this old man!

Li Shan thought for a while, and comforted him: "Uncle Ling, this dream was given by a god."

Ma Zhou almost burst out with joy, is this really comforting?

"The god-man in the dream..."

Seeing that Ling Jing wanted to ask more questions, Ma Zhou hurriedly interrupted, "We invite you after you're drunk, Huairen must have something important to do."

After a moment of silence, Li Shan said in a low voice: "Today, there are 20 people gathered in Pingkangfang to drink and recite poems."

"Among them, including XX, among the seven Jinshi Kejinshi, only Qinghe Cui's children and Yushi Zhongcheng's grandson Fujia have not yet arrived."

"In addition to Brother Demou and Brother Xiaoqing, Fang Yizhi, Du He, Li Zhaode, Changsun Chong, Gao Xingyi and others are all on the list."

"There are three others, namely Fan Yang's Lu family's children, Hongnong's Yang's family's children, Zhao Jun's Li's children, and they happened to meet two He Dong Liu's children in Pingkangfang."

Ma Zhou calculated silently in his mind, "There are 19 people in total, and there is one more?"

"This person has not entered the imperial city to look at the rankings. I don't know when he appeared in Pingkangfang, drinking and discussing poetry." Li Shan said quietly: "It is Du He's third uncle."

"Du Chuke." Ling Jing came back to his senses, "The third son of Shi Duzha, the former governor of Suichang, was a doctor in the household department of Zheng State."

After a pause, Ling Jing explained: "Back then, King Xia and Wang Shichong made an alliance, and this old man made a lot of inquiries about it."

"Du Zha's eldest son was killed by Wang Shichong, his second son was Du Ruhui, who was in charge of Tiance Mansion, and his third son was Du Chuke."

Ma Zhou blinked, "Why did he go to...a party for the younger generation? As the elder of Du He...Uncle Ling, is this person over thirty?"

"Nearly forty years old."

Ma Zhou shook his head, "No...he has never been in contact with Huairen, and he congratulates him as an elder, and he also sits with his nephew Du He. It doesn't make sense."

Li Shan's eyes wandered, and he supported the edge of the bed with his hands, and said slowly: "He mentioned Yuhuchun."

The room became quiet, Ling Jing and Ma Zhou looked at each other, they both knew what Li Shan was suspicious of.

Logically speaking, the common people may not know it, but most of the aristocratic families know the relationship between Yuhuchun and Li Shan, not to mention that Du He and Li Shan have a personal relationship.

On the occasion of congratulating high school Jinshi, mentioning Yuhuchun...even people who don't know Li Shansu would not do this.

This cannot but make Li Shan suspect, could it be that there is Du Ruhui behind Yuhuchun since the door was closed?
Li Shan narrated the doubts in his heart in a low voice, Ling Jing and Ma Zhou listened intently, sometimes shaking their heads and sometimes nodding.

""Moonlight Night on the Spring River" was recommended by everyone, but it was rumored that it failed..."

Ling Jing interrupted Ma Zhou, "It's not a rumour, it's Fang Xuanling's own words...but Feng Lun, Minister of the Ministry of Officials, is the Sima of Tiance Mansion."

This is also what Li Shan has been puzzled about before. Feng Lun is the Sima of the Tiance Mansion and the Minister of the Ministry of Officials. His status in the lineage of the King of Qin is not low. "The quality of this poem lies here, but Feng Lun did not let Li Shan be on the list.

There's always something hard to explain here.

But now, there seemed to be some reasons that could barely be explained.

"Not yet under the command of the King of Qin, but wanting to take the imperial examination to become an official, we have a good deal with Wei Xuan." Ling Jing said softly, "And after taking the exam, Huairen visited Wei Ting and Wei Zheng several times."

Ma Zhou added: "And Du Ruhui is the confidant of King Qin, but he doesn't know the inside story of Huairen's background."

"King Qin will definitely not be suspicious, but Du Ruhui may not be." Ling Jing agreed with this point of view.

In a word, in Du Ruhui's opinion, Li Shan has the possibility of joining the Eastern Palace.

Li Shan rubbed the center of his brows hard, smiled bitterly and said, "But it still doesn't make sense."

"This matter seems to only involve Yuhuchun, but it is actually mysterious."

"Who is Du Ruhui?"

"Wang Zuozhi is talented!"

"It's really not a good way to threaten someone with this method!"

"Take people's property by shady means... Does Du Ruhui like Du Ruhui so much?"

"Speaking of which, I did have some disputes with Du Ruhui back then, but the suspicion has long since been resolved. Du He has traveled to Zhujiagou quite a few times, and every time we get together, we can't miss it..."

This incident is too weird, but Li Shan believes that Du Chuke's sudden appearance today, and the reckless mention of Yuhuchun... can never be a coincidence.

At this time, Ling Jing let out a long sigh, "Huiren guessed wrong."

"Ok?"

"Du Chuke is a descendant of the Jingzhao Du family, and Du Ruhui may not be behind him."

"There is also a descendant of the Du family in King Qin's lineage, that is, Du Ruhui's uncle, Du Yan."

(End of this chapter)