The rise of the prince
Chapter 382 A Little Sage + Yu Chengan's Chance
Chapter 382 A Little Sage + Yu Chengan's Chance
Slowly, Shiyu noticed that there were people on the bank of the river looking at the lights, pointing and whispering to them.
She was shy, and hurriedly ran away with the bad guy at her side.
After walking a few steps, he heard the noise in front of him, the crowds were moving, many people gathered in the corridor, densely packed, discussing something in a low voice, Shiyu curiously pulled him over, and asked a woman outside : "Sister, what's going on here, why are there so many people inside?"
The woman turned her head and said with a smile: "My sister doesn't know something, but the genius inside wrote an excellent poem."
"A good poem?" Shiyu was surprised, and then became curious: "What kind of good poem?"
The woman thought for a while, "I'm carrying it."
Then he read it to her in a cadenced tone: "Zeguo Jiangshan enters the battle plan, the living people are so happy to live in Qiaosu. With Jun Mo's words, you can become a marquis, and you will be successful."
After listening to the poem, I was shocked and exclaimed: "It really is a good poem. I don't know which talented person it came from. The talent is really high."
"I also think that this poet writer is really powerful and talented. I'm afraid he's as tall as a seven or eight-story building. If he can write such a good poem, he must be handsome and unrestrained, like a tree facing the wind, like no other in ten thousand." Beside her Li Xingzhou also agreed with a smile.
Shiyu glanced at this guy in surprise: "It's really strange to see you boasting so much." Did she know that this guy usually has no airs, but in fact he thinks highly of himself, ordinary people can't see him, he really opened his mouth Not many people have boasted.
It's just that the boasting words are as tall as a seven or eight-story building, and that a well-written poem makes a person handsome, it's just a mess.
She took his big hand and walked through the crowd with her head bowed, while the three young men surrounded by her spoke loudly.
The lights in the corridor were dim, the frogs croaked in the river, and the sound of the waves was heard, and everyone listened quietly.
Is it the poems they wrote?Shiyu also looked curiously at the three men surrounded by the crowd, and then it sounded like, after all, she was proficient in poetry and songs, especially.
After that guy wrote "Sapphire Case. Yuan Xi" for her, he fell in love with her even more.
In the crowd, the three young masters said excitedly
"King Pingnan decided on Suzhou at the beginning. Before we left, the people in the city and the rich families went out of the city to see us off. They were reluctant to part. They also wanted King Pingnan to stay and govern Suzhou. They were reluctant to leave, so they asked the prince to leave calligraphy instructions so that we could The people of Suzhou worshiped and paid homage to it. At that time, King Pingnan splashed ink and brushed his brush, leaving behind a seven-character poem, which is the one you see today."
As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar among the crowd. Many people were startled and their jaws dropped.
Sometimes, reality is more dramatic than poetry, because it is difficult to figure out, so people can always talk about it.
The three talents arched their hands and said: "After reading it at the time, we Suzhou people were filled with emotion for a moment. The prince made great achievements in the war, Annan eliminated the chaos, and the soldiers were invincible, but he didn't mention his own merits. The people of Suzhou are worried, and they are worried about the people of the world. Such a heart of kindness makes me feel ashamed of the arrogant and indignant people.
Later, we went to the capital with our family to do business. Although we heard about the deeds of the prince everywhere, no one mentioned this poem. "
After they finished speaking, they bowed their hands to everyone, and everyone began to talk about it for a while.
"Three brothers, Gao Yi, what you did tonight will become a good story."
"Yes, yes, if it weren't for the three of you, I wouldn't know that King Pingnan has such a masterpiece!"
"I haven't heard of Pingnan Wang's new words since "Xiaomei in the Mountain Garden" and "Sapphire Case. Yuan Xi". It's all just random speculation, the prince just doesn't like to show off and keeps a low profile."
"Yes, such a great talent but not ostentatious, such a great achievement but not high-profile, but caring about the people, keeping a low profile, with King Pingnan around, the future of Jing Kingdom can be expected!"
"Hahaha, brother is right. Besides, the lord is only 16 years old this year, and his age is false. It is really a blessing for me to have such talents and learning skills at such an age."
"."
The scene was lively for a while, and everyone chatted happily, and slowly it turned into a meeting to praise the King of the South.
After all, this matter is too dramatic. A hidden masterpiece, enough to be passed down through the ages, is already very eye-catching, not to mention being connected with the hot topic character Pingnan Wang.
Moreover, this poem was written when Suzhou was victorious, and it didn't mention hard work or great military exploits in a single word, but a sentence of one sentence will accomplish everything.
If ordinary people say this, they will be refuted by ignorance of the general situation, disregarding the overall situation, or pretending to be high-minded and pretending to be arrogant, but King Pingnan has truly accomplished everything. same.
A man with many military exploits, he is not proud and complacent because of his merits, but he said that once he has achieved success, his bones will be wiped out.
In the hearts of everyone, King Pingnan became taller than one level, and became shining like a sage.
The faces of many young girls present were flushed, and there was a light of admiration in their eyes, and many talents were also fascinated and filled with emotion.
Returning to his senses, looking at the proud person around him, he finally understood why this guy boasted so disgustingly.
"Shameless" Shiyu whispered.
Li Xingzhou just smiled. He was a little surprised. When he copied this poem, he really advised the people of Suzhou to live and work in peace and contentment. He couldn’t remember it for a while, so he thought of this poem. He didn’t expect the influence to spread to the capital.
"Hearing what they said, I feel like a great saint." Li Xingzhou held Shiyu's hand and said standing in the shadow at the end of the crowd.
The poem gave him a blank look: "Smug!" Then he hesitated, he saved hundreds of thousands of people in Su and Lu, so he added in a low voice: "You can count a little at most."
"A tiny bit of what?"
"A little sage."
"." Li Xingzhou was speechless: "There is not even a little bit of saint."
Shiyu ignored him, the more I talked to him, the more he could speak, but he couldn't speak to him.
After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, Wang Tong was already a little dizzy. He only drank a few cups, but what he drank was the top-quality general wine, which ordinary people couldn't drink. Also blush.
Everyone was talking loudly. At this time, the servant who went to call the poet came back, but he did not bring anyone.
Yu Xiang was a little drunk, and said angrily, "Where's the person?"
The servant hurriedly knelt down: "Master, I really can't bring that person here"
"Can't bring it? You can't bring a single scholar, have you made it clear to others?" Xiang Yu was dissatisfied.
The servant hurriedly said: "My lord, that poem was not written by a scholar, those Suzhou scholars just copied it and passed it on."
"Oh, they didn't write poems, so what kind of talented people in Suzhou can write such poems?" Yu Chengan stroked his beard in puzzlement, and everyone also looked over.
The servant hurriedly said: "My lord, I'm not from Suzhou, but from the capital city. It's a poem written by King Pingnan. Those scholars said that after the rebellion in Suzhou was put down, everyone asked the lord to leave calligraphy as a sacrifice. At that time, the lord wrote this poem." poetry."
As soon as this remark came out, the table fell silent.
Zhang Rang, who was the first to bring up the disobedience of this poem and wanted to teach the author, was stunned for a moment, and then his face was full of embarrassment, "Is this really a poem by King Pingnan?"
"Returning to the master, yes, because King Pingnan wrote the poem in Suzhou, it has not been introduced to Beijing, and few people know about it."
Zhang Rang was speechless, Yu Chengan's face was also very ugly, he waved his hands and said: "Okay, let's get this matter over with, the time is almost up, I'm going to the judging table, my lords, please go ahead Bar."
Everyone understood the meaning of these words, Yu Chengan was the deputy prime minister, but King Pingnan was not something he could offend, but they couldn't speak directly.
After Yu Chengan said this, everyone had no choice but to bow their hands. A good feast started with a lot of fun, but in the end they broke up unhappy
Wang Tong was shocked that this poem was written by Li Xingzhou!
He found it unbelievable, but he didn't want to believe it, and when he was about to leave the banquet in a daze, someone came over and whispered in his ear: "My lord, Mr. Wang, please move on."
He recognized this servant, he was Yu Xiang's servant, and when Yu Xiang invited him alone, he naturally didn't dare to resign, and he stood up with his hand arched, but he had only walked two steps, and he was a little swaying, and the servant quickly helped him Stop him and go out of the pavilion.
On the waterside pavilion, there are already many talents and beauties waiting for the big man to enter.
Some people came to the stage one after another, but tonight the famous Confucianists were all in the court for debate, so most of them came without weight. Every time a person came to the stage, someone introduced him, what kind of poems he wrote, what kind of poems did he have? fame and so on.
Most of the talented and beautiful people in the audience just responded with polite applause, not brilliant.
Yu Chengan was not in a hurry to get on the stage, he stood at a far corner and looked at the situation over there. Although he was good at going to various poetry fairs, firstly he was talented and good at poetry, and secondly he could gain fame and attract scholars.
But wherever he went, there was always Chen Yu overpowering him.
On the occasion of reciting poems and composing Fu, others don't care whether he is a deputy minister or not. Perhaps his knowledge of political affairs can amaze the students, but it is far from enough. On such occasions, talent and learning are the first criterion.
Chen Yu was a scholar of the Hanlin University in the current dynasty. He was sentenced to the Imperial Academy of Tokyo, and the Ministry of Rites judged the Ministry of Affairs. He was a famous Confucianist all over the world.
It's all right now, Chen Yu isn't here, so he doesn't plan to go hastily, after the dishes are ready, the show will be the finale.
But it was also because of this that tonight he paid special attention to the positioning of his talents, so much so that he was actually angry at a good poem just now, which ruined things.
Shen Sheng behind him seemed to see what he was thinking: "Father-in-law, don't worry, according to the information I inquired about, Wang Tong wants to stay in Beijing for a while, there are plenty of opportunities."
Yu Chengan nodded. What he was thinking was actually simple. Wang Yuegui was the father-in-law of King Pingnan, and he had just arrived in the capital.
It's a pity that he was so focused on suppressing tonight's poetry meeting and winning the hearts of scholars that he was confused by a poem. If it was an ordinary talented person, he could still handle it, but he didn't expect it to be written by Li Xingzhou
It's Li Xingzhou again!Everything is broken in his hands
Yu Chengan gritted his teeth secretly, his face was ugly, at this moment footsteps came from behind, and the servant in the darkness said loudly: "Master, Lord Wang is here."
He hurriedly stopped him, showed a bright smile, cupped his hands and said: "Master Wang is so lucky, there is such a son-in-law as King Pingnan who rides the dragon quickly. There was an accident just now, and now the old man and Master Wang have a good chat."
"Where is there." Wang Tong just responded with a few words.
However, Yu Chengan was keenly aware that when he mentioned King Pingnan, Wang Tong's smile stopped in an instant.
Is there something wrong with this?Yu Chengan rolled his eyes, and continued talking to him, talking about Li Xingzhou from time to time, or talking about his talents, or his actions.
But gradually, Yu Chengan became more and more certain that this Wang Tong was not compatible with his son-in-law!
As long as he talked about his son-in-law, Wang Tong would always talk impatiently, or want to bring him over quickly. Although he tried his best to cover it up, how could he hide it from Yu Chengnan who had been in the officialdom all his life.
So the more he talked, the more excited he became. After a while, Chen Wenxi, who hosted the poetry meeting, came to invite him to the stage. He also invited Wang Tong. Roll call, definitely qualified to be seated.
Chen Wenxi was also flattered and respectfully invited him.
Sure enough, without Chen Yu, Yu Chengan won a wave of applause as soon as he came out, and the student's heart returned.
Afterwards, many talents and beauties gathered in the water pavilion, Jiangzhou flower boats docked, everyone from various brothels arrived, and the bright moon was in the sky. Chen Wenxi came out to read the topic of tonight's poetry meeting as usual. After chanting the moon as usual, the poetry meeting began lively up
On the stage, Chen Yu said something from time to time to shorten the distance with Wang Tong. The people next to him were all interested, and whenever they saw good poems and lyrics, they would present them to him for comment, and the rest of the poems would be commented on by themselves. Yes, in this way, Yu Chengan won the hearts of the people.
And Wang Tong also slowly made friends with him, treated him as a teacher, and asked him in a low voice about Jiangzhou. After all, the atmosphere of the poetry meeting was relaxed, so everyone liked it, and it was fine for them to talk on it.
After hearing what Wang Tong said, Yu Chengan realized that Jiangzhou had encountered such a problem. He immediately rolled his eyes and laughed in a low voice: "Master Wang should go to King Pingnan for advice on this matter. The Lord is the son-in-law of Lord Wang. He is also extremely intelligent, so he must have a solution.”
Wang Tong smiled, "Oh, Prime Minister Yu thought about it a lot, but I asked, and Prime Minister Yu praised him three times, but the extremely clever King Pingnan said that Xuyi could be solved, and that he would send the solution in a few days. From the perspective of Yu Xiang, can this matter be so simple?"
Yu Chengan was stunned for a moment, and then his heart beat wildly. He and Wang Tong had different attention points. Wang Tong wanted to solve the chaos in Jiangzhou, but he wanted to involve Li Xingzhou in this unsolvable matter. As for Jiangzhou, That's not his concern.
So he grasped his key point at once: "Master Wang is saying that King Pingnan promised to solve this matter in a short time?"
Wang Tong was taken aback: "Why did Prime Minister Yu ask such a question?"
"But it's not true!" Yu Chengan was a little anxious, urging in a low voice.
Wang Tong nodded in doubt. Seeing him nodding, Yu Chengan's heartbeat quickened, but he still wanted to be on the safe side, and asked again: "Is this really true, what Master Wang said is what King Pingnan said?"
"That's natural, but I don't know why Xiang Yu asked such a question?" Wang Tong was still confused.
But Yu Chengan's heart was shaken, and he laughed wildly in his heart, okay, he was afraid that he couldn't find mud to pull Li Xingzhou in, now it's all right, he jumped in by himself, it was the mud puddle stirred up by his father-in-law, okay!It seems that God is going to kill you!
Seeing that Wang Tong was puzzled and wanted to ask again, Yu Chengan said impatiently: "Master Wang, since it is a poetry meeting, you and I can concentrate on judging poems and don't talk too much about other things."
(End of this chapter)
Slowly, Shiyu noticed that there were people on the bank of the river looking at the lights, pointing and whispering to them.
She was shy, and hurriedly ran away with the bad guy at her side.
After walking a few steps, he heard the noise in front of him, the crowds were moving, many people gathered in the corridor, densely packed, discussing something in a low voice, Shiyu curiously pulled him over, and asked a woman outside : "Sister, what's going on here, why are there so many people inside?"
The woman turned her head and said with a smile: "My sister doesn't know something, but the genius inside wrote an excellent poem."
"A good poem?" Shiyu was surprised, and then became curious: "What kind of good poem?"
The woman thought for a while, "I'm carrying it."
Then he read it to her in a cadenced tone: "Zeguo Jiangshan enters the battle plan, the living people are so happy to live in Qiaosu. With Jun Mo's words, you can become a marquis, and you will be successful."
After listening to the poem, I was shocked and exclaimed: "It really is a good poem. I don't know which talented person it came from. The talent is really high."
"I also think that this poet writer is really powerful and talented. I'm afraid he's as tall as a seven or eight-story building. If he can write such a good poem, he must be handsome and unrestrained, like a tree facing the wind, like no other in ten thousand." Beside her Li Xingzhou also agreed with a smile.
Shiyu glanced at this guy in surprise: "It's really strange to see you boasting so much." Did she know that this guy usually has no airs, but in fact he thinks highly of himself, ordinary people can't see him, he really opened his mouth Not many people have boasted.
It's just that the boasting words are as tall as a seven or eight-story building, and that a well-written poem makes a person handsome, it's just a mess.
She took his big hand and walked through the crowd with her head bowed, while the three young men surrounded by her spoke loudly.
The lights in the corridor were dim, the frogs croaked in the river, and the sound of the waves was heard, and everyone listened quietly.
Is it the poems they wrote?Shiyu also looked curiously at the three men surrounded by the crowd, and then it sounded like, after all, she was proficient in poetry and songs, especially.
After that guy wrote "Sapphire Case. Yuan Xi" for her, he fell in love with her even more.
In the crowd, the three young masters said excitedly
"King Pingnan decided on Suzhou at the beginning. Before we left, the people in the city and the rich families went out of the city to see us off. They were reluctant to part. They also wanted King Pingnan to stay and govern Suzhou. They were reluctant to leave, so they asked the prince to leave calligraphy instructions so that we could The people of Suzhou worshiped and paid homage to it. At that time, King Pingnan splashed ink and brushed his brush, leaving behind a seven-character poem, which is the one you see today."
As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar among the crowd. Many people were startled and their jaws dropped.
Sometimes, reality is more dramatic than poetry, because it is difficult to figure out, so people can always talk about it.
The three talents arched their hands and said: "After reading it at the time, we Suzhou people were filled with emotion for a moment. The prince made great achievements in the war, Annan eliminated the chaos, and the soldiers were invincible, but he didn't mention his own merits. The people of Suzhou are worried, and they are worried about the people of the world. Such a heart of kindness makes me feel ashamed of the arrogant and indignant people.
Later, we went to the capital with our family to do business. Although we heard about the deeds of the prince everywhere, no one mentioned this poem. "
After they finished speaking, they bowed their hands to everyone, and everyone began to talk about it for a while.
"Three brothers, Gao Yi, what you did tonight will become a good story."
"Yes, yes, if it weren't for the three of you, I wouldn't know that King Pingnan has such a masterpiece!"
"I haven't heard of Pingnan Wang's new words since "Xiaomei in the Mountain Garden" and "Sapphire Case. Yuan Xi". It's all just random speculation, the prince just doesn't like to show off and keeps a low profile."
"Yes, such a great talent but not ostentatious, such a great achievement but not high-profile, but caring about the people, keeping a low profile, with King Pingnan around, the future of Jing Kingdom can be expected!"
"Hahaha, brother is right. Besides, the lord is only 16 years old this year, and his age is false. It is really a blessing for me to have such talents and learning skills at such an age."
"."
The scene was lively for a while, and everyone chatted happily, and slowly it turned into a meeting to praise the King of the South.
After all, this matter is too dramatic. A hidden masterpiece, enough to be passed down through the ages, is already very eye-catching, not to mention being connected with the hot topic character Pingnan Wang.
Moreover, this poem was written when Suzhou was victorious, and it didn't mention hard work or great military exploits in a single word, but a sentence of one sentence will accomplish everything.
If ordinary people say this, they will be refuted by ignorance of the general situation, disregarding the overall situation, or pretending to be high-minded and pretending to be arrogant, but King Pingnan has truly accomplished everything. same.
A man with many military exploits, he is not proud and complacent because of his merits, but he said that once he has achieved success, his bones will be wiped out.
In the hearts of everyone, King Pingnan became taller than one level, and became shining like a sage.
The faces of many young girls present were flushed, and there was a light of admiration in their eyes, and many talents were also fascinated and filled with emotion.
Returning to his senses, looking at the proud person around him, he finally understood why this guy boasted so disgustingly.
"Shameless" Shiyu whispered.
Li Xingzhou just smiled. He was a little surprised. When he copied this poem, he really advised the people of Suzhou to live and work in peace and contentment. He couldn’t remember it for a while, so he thought of this poem. He didn’t expect the influence to spread to the capital.
"Hearing what they said, I feel like a great saint." Li Xingzhou held Shiyu's hand and said standing in the shadow at the end of the crowd.
The poem gave him a blank look: "Smug!" Then he hesitated, he saved hundreds of thousands of people in Su and Lu, so he added in a low voice: "You can count a little at most."
"A tiny bit of what?"
"A little sage."
"." Li Xingzhou was speechless: "There is not even a little bit of saint."
Shiyu ignored him, the more I talked to him, the more he could speak, but he couldn't speak to him.
After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, Wang Tong was already a little dizzy. He only drank a few cups, but what he drank was the top-quality general wine, which ordinary people couldn't drink. Also blush.
Everyone was talking loudly. At this time, the servant who went to call the poet came back, but he did not bring anyone.
Yu Xiang was a little drunk, and said angrily, "Where's the person?"
The servant hurriedly knelt down: "Master, I really can't bring that person here"
"Can't bring it? You can't bring a single scholar, have you made it clear to others?" Xiang Yu was dissatisfied.
The servant hurriedly said: "My lord, that poem was not written by a scholar, those Suzhou scholars just copied it and passed it on."
"Oh, they didn't write poems, so what kind of talented people in Suzhou can write such poems?" Yu Chengan stroked his beard in puzzlement, and everyone also looked over.
The servant hurriedly said: "My lord, I'm not from Suzhou, but from the capital city. It's a poem written by King Pingnan. Those scholars said that after the rebellion in Suzhou was put down, everyone asked the lord to leave calligraphy as a sacrifice. At that time, the lord wrote this poem." poetry."
As soon as this remark came out, the table fell silent.
Zhang Rang, who was the first to bring up the disobedience of this poem and wanted to teach the author, was stunned for a moment, and then his face was full of embarrassment, "Is this really a poem by King Pingnan?"
"Returning to the master, yes, because King Pingnan wrote the poem in Suzhou, it has not been introduced to Beijing, and few people know about it."
Zhang Rang was speechless, Yu Chengan's face was also very ugly, he waved his hands and said: "Okay, let's get this matter over with, the time is almost up, I'm going to the judging table, my lords, please go ahead Bar."
Everyone understood the meaning of these words, Yu Chengan was the deputy prime minister, but King Pingnan was not something he could offend, but they couldn't speak directly.
After Yu Chengan said this, everyone had no choice but to bow their hands. A good feast started with a lot of fun, but in the end they broke up unhappy
Wang Tong was shocked that this poem was written by Li Xingzhou!
He found it unbelievable, but he didn't want to believe it, and when he was about to leave the banquet in a daze, someone came over and whispered in his ear: "My lord, Mr. Wang, please move on."
He recognized this servant, he was Yu Xiang's servant, and when Yu Xiang invited him alone, he naturally didn't dare to resign, and he stood up with his hand arched, but he had only walked two steps, and he was a little swaying, and the servant quickly helped him Stop him and go out of the pavilion.
On the waterside pavilion, there are already many talents and beauties waiting for the big man to enter.
Some people came to the stage one after another, but tonight the famous Confucianists were all in the court for debate, so most of them came without weight. Every time a person came to the stage, someone introduced him, what kind of poems he wrote, what kind of poems did he have? fame and so on.
Most of the talented and beautiful people in the audience just responded with polite applause, not brilliant.
Yu Chengan was not in a hurry to get on the stage, he stood at a far corner and looked at the situation over there. Although he was good at going to various poetry fairs, firstly he was talented and good at poetry, and secondly he could gain fame and attract scholars.
But wherever he went, there was always Chen Yu overpowering him.
On the occasion of reciting poems and composing Fu, others don't care whether he is a deputy minister or not. Perhaps his knowledge of political affairs can amaze the students, but it is far from enough. On such occasions, talent and learning are the first criterion.
Chen Yu was a scholar of the Hanlin University in the current dynasty. He was sentenced to the Imperial Academy of Tokyo, and the Ministry of Rites judged the Ministry of Affairs. He was a famous Confucianist all over the world.
It's all right now, Chen Yu isn't here, so he doesn't plan to go hastily, after the dishes are ready, the show will be the finale.
But it was also because of this that tonight he paid special attention to the positioning of his talents, so much so that he was actually angry at a good poem just now, which ruined things.
Shen Sheng behind him seemed to see what he was thinking: "Father-in-law, don't worry, according to the information I inquired about, Wang Tong wants to stay in Beijing for a while, there are plenty of opportunities."
Yu Chengan nodded. What he was thinking was actually simple. Wang Yuegui was the father-in-law of King Pingnan, and he had just arrived in the capital.
It's a pity that he was so focused on suppressing tonight's poetry meeting and winning the hearts of scholars that he was confused by a poem. If it was an ordinary talented person, he could still handle it, but he didn't expect it to be written by Li Xingzhou
It's Li Xingzhou again!Everything is broken in his hands
Yu Chengan gritted his teeth secretly, his face was ugly, at this moment footsteps came from behind, and the servant in the darkness said loudly: "Master, Lord Wang is here."
He hurriedly stopped him, showed a bright smile, cupped his hands and said: "Master Wang is so lucky, there is such a son-in-law as King Pingnan who rides the dragon quickly. There was an accident just now, and now the old man and Master Wang have a good chat."
"Where is there." Wang Tong just responded with a few words.
However, Yu Chengan was keenly aware that when he mentioned King Pingnan, Wang Tong's smile stopped in an instant.
Is there something wrong with this?Yu Chengan rolled his eyes, and continued talking to him, talking about Li Xingzhou from time to time, or talking about his talents, or his actions.
But gradually, Yu Chengan became more and more certain that this Wang Tong was not compatible with his son-in-law!
As long as he talked about his son-in-law, Wang Tong would always talk impatiently, or want to bring him over quickly. Although he tried his best to cover it up, how could he hide it from Yu Chengnan who had been in the officialdom all his life.
So the more he talked, the more excited he became. After a while, Chen Wenxi, who hosted the poetry meeting, came to invite him to the stage. He also invited Wang Tong. Roll call, definitely qualified to be seated.
Chen Wenxi was also flattered and respectfully invited him.
Sure enough, without Chen Yu, Yu Chengan won a wave of applause as soon as he came out, and the student's heart returned.
Afterwards, many talents and beauties gathered in the water pavilion, Jiangzhou flower boats docked, everyone from various brothels arrived, and the bright moon was in the sky. Chen Wenxi came out to read the topic of tonight's poetry meeting as usual. After chanting the moon as usual, the poetry meeting began lively up
On the stage, Chen Yu said something from time to time to shorten the distance with Wang Tong. The people next to him were all interested, and whenever they saw good poems and lyrics, they would present them to him for comment, and the rest of the poems would be commented on by themselves. Yes, in this way, Yu Chengan won the hearts of the people.
And Wang Tong also slowly made friends with him, treated him as a teacher, and asked him in a low voice about Jiangzhou. After all, the atmosphere of the poetry meeting was relaxed, so everyone liked it, and it was fine for them to talk on it.
After hearing what Wang Tong said, Yu Chengan realized that Jiangzhou had encountered such a problem. He immediately rolled his eyes and laughed in a low voice: "Master Wang should go to King Pingnan for advice on this matter. The Lord is the son-in-law of Lord Wang. He is also extremely intelligent, so he must have a solution.”
Wang Tong smiled, "Oh, Prime Minister Yu thought about it a lot, but I asked, and Prime Minister Yu praised him three times, but the extremely clever King Pingnan said that Xuyi could be solved, and that he would send the solution in a few days. From the perspective of Yu Xiang, can this matter be so simple?"
Yu Chengan was stunned for a moment, and then his heart beat wildly. He and Wang Tong had different attention points. Wang Tong wanted to solve the chaos in Jiangzhou, but he wanted to involve Li Xingzhou in this unsolvable matter. As for Jiangzhou, That's not his concern.
So he grasped his key point at once: "Master Wang is saying that King Pingnan promised to solve this matter in a short time?"
Wang Tong was taken aback: "Why did Prime Minister Yu ask such a question?"
"But it's not true!" Yu Chengan was a little anxious, urging in a low voice.
Wang Tong nodded in doubt. Seeing him nodding, Yu Chengan's heartbeat quickened, but he still wanted to be on the safe side, and asked again: "Is this really true, what Master Wang said is what King Pingnan said?"
"That's natural, but I don't know why Xiang Yu asked such a question?" Wang Tong was still confused.
But Yu Chengan's heart was shaken, and he laughed wildly in his heart, okay, he was afraid that he couldn't find mud to pull Li Xingzhou in, now it's all right, he jumped in by himself, it was the mud puddle stirred up by his father-in-law, okay!It seems that God is going to kill you!
Seeing that Wang Tong was puzzled and wanted to ask again, Yu Chengan said impatiently: "Master Wang, since it is a poetry meeting, you and I can concentrate on judging poems and don't talk too much about other things."
(End of this chapter)
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