The rise of the prince

Chapter 217
"My lord, after eating your roasted sweet potatoes, my candied haws are sour." Yue'er said with an aggrieved face, as if it was all his fault.

Li Xingzhou wiped away the sweet potato scum from the corner of her mouth in a funny way: "Haha, good little girl, you can blame me for being greedy. If you eat candied haws first and then baked sweet potatoes, it will be over."

"It's all because of the instructions," the little girl said vaguely with a sweet potato stuffed in her mouth.

Li Xingzhou almost burst out laughing and rubbed her little head, but from this point of view, Yue'er doesn't have the logic of a birdcage, because he can't figure out her strange brain circuit at all.
Taking the two little girls to eat and watch all the way, and went shopping for several streets, Yue'er was still alive and well, but he was so tired that he stopped the two girls and the two guards, and went to a nearby teahouse to rest. for a while.

The reason why he took the nursing home was firstly for safety, after all he was Li Xingzhou, and secondly, he was afraid that the two girls would not be able to carry too much stuff.

"Xiao Er, two pots of clear tea, a plate of melon seeds, a plate of fennel beans, and a plate of candied yellow peaches." Li Xingzhou sat down while talking, and also asked the two guards who were standing to sit down. Small teahouses are also bustling.

Qiu'er and Yue'er were still excitedly talking about what they had seen and heard along the way. The tables and chairs beside them were filled with various people, among them there were many literati in short gowns and holding paper fans.

Compared with the family reunion, eating together, admiring the moon and worshiping the moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival, Shangyuan is more like a picture scroll of grand events, with books full of scenery and prosperity.Dragon and lion dances, city tours on flower boats, market shopping, lantern riddles guessing, smoke and rain on towers, all night long.

Even though the emperor had been assassinated more than ten days ago, he still couldn't keep the curfew tonight.

When it comes to the prosperity of the Jing Dynasty, it must be inseparable from poetry, literature and ink. The atmosphere of books and scrolls is full of extravagance.
Even in this small teahouse, it is so full of flavor. As soon as I sat down, I heard someone beside me read: "The moonlight and the lights shine together, and it's still the Lantern Festival. It's as picturesque as a painting, and the music is resounding, infinitely elegant."

"Good words, brother Bei, good words."

"Everyone has won the prize. The work I got by chance recently, I want to dedicate it to Fumenglou's painting boat tonight, so that the poetic beauty will look back."

"Hahaha, according to my opinion, the word Beixiong must be the leader."

"Hahahaha, laughing and laughing, borrowing your good words, borrowing your good words." The scholar cupped his hands triumphantly.

Yue'er stared at him, sullenly said: "Didn't the son of Fumenglou run to Fumenglou every day recently?"

"Pfft..." Li Xingzhou spurted out tea, and then he couldn't help laughing: "The little girl is jealous."

"No, no, no, I'm not, Yue'er is not a jealous woman." She just finished speaking, but suddenly realized what she said, and her whole face blushed all of a sudden, and she had to be present Everyone laughed.

On the other side, the scholars also talked about other places.

"Hahaha, I was only joking just now. Even so, I still know how good I am. I wonder who you think the leader will be this year?"

"I don't think it's Xie Linjiang, Cao Yu, Ma Yuan and others."

"I think it's Ma Yuan. I heard that Xie Linjiang went to Jiangzhou and is not in the capital."

"yes."

"No, no, haven't you heard that the Baoyuan monk from Mingyin Temple also came to the poetry meeting? I have been to that treasure garden, and I have read the poems on the wall. Talent is really high, I think Monk Baoyuan can be the leader."

"What kind of fun is a monk coming to join in on?"

"Who knows, I think it's because of Fan Xin, which girl has my eyes on it?"

"Hahaha" everyone burst into laughter.

"Hey, this is not a joke, how can you insult people's innocence out of thin air."

"Why didn't you mention Li Xingzhou? Last time at the Plum Garden Poetry Conference, a song "Xiaomei in the Mountain Garden" shocked everyone. "Sparse shadows and slanting waters are clear and shallow, and the fragrance is floating in the moon and dusk." Only these two sentences are world-class works Already, I think there is a great opportunity for me to learn like this." Someone said.

There are only two tables in the middle, so the voice is so clear that you can't listen to it.

"Hahahahaha" In the end, everyone laughed even more happily: "I think Brother Lei, you are thinking too simply, so how can Li Xingzhou have any talents?"

"Isn't that right? I think it's really good. It's said that "Xiaomei in the Mountain Garden" is even applauded by Master Chen Yu."

"Poetry is naturally a good poem, but Brother Lei, just think about it. How long has it been since the Meiyuan Poetry Fair? Can you hear a little bit of wind? Have you ever heard that Li Xingzhou wrote half a poem, half a word? No, even if you put aside the good If it’s not bad, there’s not even a word, it’s suspicious at first glance.”

"But."

"Hey, Brother Lei, you just think too simply and trust others too easily.

Things in this world are not as simple as you think. Don't you think that Li Xingzhou, as the grandson of the emperor and the son of Prince Xiao, would it be easy for him to find a scholar to write poems for him? My lord is forced to do nothing, after all, he even beat lord Chen."

"Yeah"

"That makes sense, indeed."

"I think so too. It's even more similar after hearing you say that."

Everyone agreed, and the scholar surnamed Lei had no choice but to agree with the general trend, nodding his head and giving up, which was regarded as agreeing with everyone's statement.

Li Xingzhou at the next table was stunned when he heard it. These people are classic bird logic of taking it for granted. Let alone let Chen Yu write poems for him, the old man holds grudges very much. What they said was simple, but he wanted to invite him to write calligraphy and paintings for himself, so that they could be family heirlooms in the future.
Yue'er was so angry, she looked like a cute little frog, and the faces of the two guards also turned red. If it wasn't for his eyes, they would have jumped up and beat someone. Li Xingzhou didn't care, as he said, he couldn't do it. A perfect person, if there is no flaw, it will be the biggest weakness.

At this moment, a ten-year-old boy rushed in holding a stack of papers and shouted: "Yi Lanxuanmei Zhi went to Gongzi's new words "Shangyuan Sitting Alone Feelings", Yilan Xuanmei Zhi went to Gongzi's new words "Shangyuan" Feelings of sitting alone in Yuan alone."

A few official documents over there gave the children two papers in exchange for a piece of paper with new words written on them, so they changed the topic and began to comment on new words.

"Half a lifetime of travelling, I have lived through Yuan Ye several times. I think this sentence is good."

"It's really good, but in my opinion, the whole word is not so much about Shangyuan Shengjing, but about Yongyue, and it doesn't express emotion, it's flashy but less real, but it's just mediocre."

"Words can't say that, the word"

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Everyone started discussing fiercely, but Li Xingzhou didn't listen carefully. He still had important matters to eat all over the capital with two snacks, but he didn't have the time to listen to them discussing poetry. If Shiyu would sleep with him, he could copy a scary song. , Li Xingzhou thought wretchedly, after all, a man's life of hard work is simply and straightforwardly said to be a life of striving for the reproduction of offspring.

(End of this chapter)