The rise of the prince

Chapter 29 The Iron Horse Glacier Comes Into a Dream

Yue'er pulled the sleeves, Li Ye put on the padded jacket with ease, and Yue'er also bowed her head to carefully wrap up the leggings for him. At this time, the sky is not yet completely bright, so be careful when you go out, it's not like the streets full of street lights in later generations.

"My lord, why don't you run today when it's so cold, it's not too late to run tomorrow, anyway, there's so much time." Yue'er pulled his arm and said.

Li Ye smiled and rubbed her little head: "That's impossible, as long as you relax once, there will be a second and third time in the future."

Yue'er pouted to express his incomprehension, Qiu'er straightened his collar for him, "Then be careful, Yue'er and I will wait for you to come back at the door."

"Don't wait here, go to my room, it's too cold outside." Li Ye ran out as he said.

His training volume has doubled several times in the past few days. This Li Xingzhou's physical fitness is really good. Before, he just lacked exercise and was deprived of alcohol. After exercising these days, his inner potential will burst out.

After running by the river for a while, I saw old man Chen Yu's carriage leaving the house from afar.

Ever since he picked up the old man's shoes that day, the carriage of the Chen family didn't dare to run away in a panic when they saw him, but just pretended not to see him, and they didn't know whether they didn't care or were frightened.

But this time was different. With the dim light of the lantern, Li Ye from a distance saw two figures kneeling in the snow, talking to Mr. Chen, but they were too far away to hear clearly.Mr. Chen seemed to be responding too. After that, he even wanted to kneel down for the two of them, but he was hurriedly helped up.

Li Ye became interested. Chen Yu is a scholar of the Hanlin University, sentenced to Tokyo Imperial College, and after the end of the year, he may go further. Who can make him kneel down?
Driven by curiosity, Li Ye ran over at a faster speed, but the two men acted secretly just now, deliberately not wanting to be discovered, and disappeared at the corner of the street after a while. The sky was too dark, so he had to return without success.

After returning home, he did some physical exercises in the yard. He was still sweating profusely in the cold weather, his muscles and bones seemed to be alive, and his well-proportioned muscles were gradually revealed, full of strength.

Although I was still thinking about the strange things about those two people just now, I didn't have any clue after thinking about it, so I just put it behind me.

Feel the strength of the body, and it is almost time to enter the next stage of practice.

As a person who licked blood on the edge of a knife in his previous life, Li Ye had naturally practiced it.

Degong sat in the carriage and crossed the street, and from time to time, he would hear some comments about Tingyulou, which was generally about a poem, and there were different explanations for other contents, all of which were messy.

Degong leaned against the wall of the car, closed his eyes and thought: "This old man always feels that this poem comes out strangely. Why is it that at this time, he, Li Xingzhou, has just installed the rain building, and he has just taken care of it for a while, and then there is a poem spread out. , with a story of loyalty and courage.”

Gillian raised her head slightly: "Grandpa is saying that this is the son's intention?"

"It's just speculation, but I don't think it's much different, otherwise it would be too coincidental. If it's true, he's really a fool." Degong said with a blank expression.

"But the son doesn't have much talent, so he won't. Find someone to write it for him, but who will write it for him, you know, because of his reputation." Gillian continued.

"Of course it's impossible to write on behalf of someone, but it's always possible to find someone to buy one. He probably thinks that a poem can be used as a gimmick to attract people. If that's the case, I've misjudged him." De Gongyue Said that his complexion became more and more ugly: "Wangjiang Tower has the authentic works of Yan Xiang, Yongyue Pavilion has countless poems, and other restaurants and brothels in other cities have hundreds of them, and there are no poems that show themselves to be elegant. That brothel restaurant invites some poems every year. The gifted man recites poems and composes lyrics for the top brand, dances and writes, just for the sake of being literary, he is no match for Yulou alone. Is it possible that he can buy a song casually and it will be better than the works of many talented scholars. Opportunity, Insane!"

Degong slapped his knees as he said, his face was already dark: "No matter what you do in other places, how many low-level activities are there, they are always prospering and emphasizing the exchange of talent and learning, but he is good. This way of doing it is obviously treating poetry as a Doing business is demeaning."

"The most irritating thing is to use the name of the ancestors to seek wealth, gold and silver in the name of the ancestors. This is unfaithful and unfilial!" De Gong said with anger on his face, and his gray beard kept shaking.

Gillian said nervously: "Grandpa calm down, maybe there is something else hidden."

"Hmph, you girl, didn't you hate him a few days ago, but now you're starting to speak for him." The old man said with his eyes wide open.

Gillian was slightly flustered: "No way, I just... just think that seeing is believing."

Degong shook his head and didn't say anything. The carriage followed the cleared road and soon arrived at Tingyu Tower.

Contrary to what Degong thought, he thought he was just making up a random poem as a gimmick, how could he attract people, but he was far away from the Tingyu Tower, and many people had already stopped under the willows on the bank of the river in front of the gate. There are as many as seven or eight carriages in detail.

There were still people coming in, De Gong was surprised for a while, then got out of the car with Gillian's support, walked a few steps and passed two scholars who came out.

"Good poetry, really good poetry!"

"Yes, reading it always makes people's hearts surge. Xiaosheng wished he could give up his pen and join the army immediately, serve the country, attack the Liao people in the north, follow Ban Chao's ambition, and share the worries of the emperor!"

"Old Mr. Lu You fought all his life on the battlefield, and when he was dying, he thought about serving the country and the people. Such talent and mind are really admirable."

"I didn't expect Beijing to be such a place of talent and elegance. How about you and I meet here again tomorrow to pay our respects to the old gentleman?"

"That's right."

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The two hurried past while talking, although the words were a little faster, but they all fell into De Gong's ears, he became more and more surprised, the servant who drove the carriage had already hurried into the restaurant with Gillian before he took off his cloak.

It's completely different from the usual coldness, it's only been a day, and the empty lobby on the first floor is almost full now!Most of them are dressed as scribes, and there are many discussions, and the guys who are usually free are busy among the crowd.

Seeing him coming, the shopkeeper named Yan Kun rushed up to greet him and took him upstairs.

De Gong couldn't help frowning, it was completely different from what he thought, could it be that he was thinking wrong
Finally, Degong saw the rumored poem on the third floor. The frame was not gorgeous, and it was hung on the beam in the middle.

He read the verse silently, said "噫", read it again, and then read it again, his mind was buzzing, and he couldn't help taking a few steps back, but he said in his mouth: "Stupid lying in a lonely village, don't feel sorry for yourself. Thinking of defending Luntai for the country. Lying in the night to listen to the wind and rain, iron horses and glaciers dreaming."

"Lying down at night listening to the wind and rain, the iron horse Glacier came to a dream."

"Iron Horse and Glacier Falling into Dreams" Degong opened his mouth slightly and couldn't close it anymore. He leaned on the back of the chair with his hands behind his back and repeated it over and over again.

"Grandpa, this poem, this poem." Gillian also looked shocked, opened her mouth to say something, but couldn't say it for a long time, at this moment, silence speaks louder.

(End of this chapter)