The Reborn Lao Tzu Is the Emperor

Chapter 1352
Liu Piaoxu trembled slightly, lowered her eyebrows and said softly, "I just want to serve Master..."

Yuan Xiuzi sighed again, "You will be the master of Zhenyuan Temple from now on. I am on the mountain, where do I need your service? How can I take care of you?"

Liu Piaoxu bit her lip and stopped talking.

Yuan Xiuzi said again: "Love is the most tricky word...but it's fine if you fall in love with any man in this world, why do you fall in love with him..."

She still has confidence in herself.Not to mention anything else, just talking about looks, there are probably very few men in this world who can not care about her.

But that...

Thinking about Zhang Ru and Le Chan who were beside Zhao Dongting, Yuan Xiu couldn't help shaking his head again.

It's not that Liu Piaoxu's beauty is not as good as Le Chan's daughters, but in front of them, at most, they are evenly divided.

A piece of treasure, placed in front of ordinary porcelain, is of course conspicuous, and everyone will inevitably love it, but if it is placed in a box full of treasures, it will be...

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Two days passed in a blink of an eye.

The news of Tan Siyuan's victory over Caizhou had just reached Xiangyang Mansion, and then from Xiangyang Mansion to Changsha.

Naturally, this matter has not had time to spread among the people.

In Xiangyang Mansion, Junzhou and other cities in the northern border of the Song Dynasty, the common people only knew that the soldiers seemed to be fighting the Yuan army in the territory of the Yuan Dynasty, but no one knew what the outcome of the fight was.

The two troops led by Yue Peng and Zhao Hu were closer to Dengzhou and Caizhou, but it would take about three or two days for the troops to approach the city.

Dengzhou is located in a mountainous area, and Caizhou is located in a plain, with completely different terrains, but the prefects of the two prefectures chose to shrink their troops just like Zhang Liangdong did.He intends to defend the city to the death.

Zhao Dongting took Li Goudan, Ashima, and Jun Tianfang out of the palace in micro-clothes in the evening to Yuelu Academy.

In fact, he didn't intend to bring Ashima, it was Ashima's own request.Said that he wanted to see the poetry meeting of the talented scholars of the Song Dynasty.

Zhao Dongting agreed without thinking too much.Only when I saw Ashima waiting for me at the gate of the palace, dressed up, I felt a little regretful.

This woman is really a fairy!
A woman disguised as a man is prettier than all men, it's almost unisex.

If you take him there, your "handsome guy aura" will probably fade away.

Along the way, the streets were no longer as lively as during the day, but Ashima still attracted the attention of countless people.

Zhao Dongting felt the feeling of being ignored very desolately.

For the first time, he complained that the skin that Zhao Shi gave him was not handsome enough...

Then he murmured with emotion, "It's easy to go from thrifty to extravagant, but it's hard to go from extravagant to frugal..."

After being admired by the stars for a long time, this suddenly no longer attracts people's attention, and it is indeed a bit weird in my heart.

"What did the young man say?"

Ashima didn't hear clearly what Zhao Dongting was muttering, and asked aloud.

Zhao Dongting shook his head, "Nothing."

Then he asked Ashima mysteriously, "When do you plan to go back?"

I never thought that Ashima's eyes would instantly become resentful, "Is the young master bothering me a little?"

Goblin, goblin...

Zhao Dongting shuddered violently, shook his head, and stopped talking.

In this world, there is probably only Ashima, a prince who has been disguised as a man since she was a child, who can change so quickly between male and female expressions.

Ashima turned her head back again, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

To Yuelu Academy.

There were two servants in Tsing Yi and caps standing at the door.

Seeing Zhao Dongting and Ashima arriving, their eyes really fell on Ashima's face, and he asked politely, "My lord, are you here to attend the poetry meeting?"

Ashima looked at Zhao Dongting with a smile, Zhao Dongting raised his head to look at the sky, and took out the invitation card from his sleeve with a blank expression.

"Sir, please!"

Only then did the servant know that Zhao Dongting was the one who had been invited, so he quickly invited several people from Zhao Dongting in.After finishing speaking, his eyes fell on Ashima's face again.

Several people walked towards Yuelu Academy.

The two servants looked at Ashima's back for a long time.

"This son is really... handsome."

"Is it a son? Why do I feel a bit like a woman?"

"Hmm...it looks like it when I smile. Sigh, if I can marry such a beautiful woman, I will live ten years less, no, I would like to spend 20 years..."

The other servant stood a little further away without a trace.

The location of the poetry meeting is on the Qianping Square of Yuelu Academy.

As a national academy, and the most popular among all the academies, Wen Qingshu's ability to set up a poetry meeting here obviously has some background.

Some people have come to the appointment first Zhao Dongting and the others.

There are many desks on the marble-paved square, and about ten maidservants are busy shuttling back and forth.

In addition to some drinks and snacks on the desk, there must be pens, inks, papers and inkstones and so on.

Zhao Dongting rubbed his nose and murmured in his heart that such a poem would be much less interesting than the Oiran Conference.

And the arrival of him and Ashima quickly attracted the attention of the talented and beauties already present.

It's just that everyone is a scholar, and they are the best among them, but no one points them out.Most of the eyes fell on Ashima's face.

Someone whispered.

It was not the first time for these people to go to the imperial city to rush for the exam, and they had all kinds of banquets.Not to mention familiarity with each other, most of them have met face to face.

The sudden appearance of such unfamiliar faces as Zhao Dongting and Ashima made him very surprised.

Looking at Jun Tianfang and Li Goudan, one can also feel that these two young masters should also have a good background.

Only some people snorted softly, seemingly displeased.Probably because he regarded Zhao Dongting as the son of a rich family.

Some scholars are still unwilling to associate with such "dandies".

Zhao Dongting sat behind the desk, looking at his nose and heart, seeing that few people paid attention to him, so he simply acted as a transparent person.

As time passed, more and more people came to the meeting.

Zhao Dongting couldn't help frowning slightly after looking at it without any trace.

He found that those who came to participate in the poetry meeting this time were hard to say about their knowledge, but all of them should be from a good family background.Few people came without a bookboy or a maidservant.

Could it be that the woman I met the day before yesterday was so superficial?

Is it because I am dressed gorgeously that I invite myself to this poetry meeting?
Could it be another occasion to woo a relationship?
Although Zhao Dongting stayed in the palace, it was not unheard of such a thing.The entire court relationship is intricate, and it is inevitable for the students to be divided into factions.

But this is not what he wants to see.

If the rich and the poor are divided into two gangs, does this mean that the court officials will also be divided into gangs in the future?

If these wealthy students are really united, given their family background, would it be easy for those poor students to get ahead even if they really have real talents?
He frowned thoughtfully.

Unknowingly, Wen Qingshu, the host of this poetry meeting, also came.

Zhao Dongting, who was in deep thought, was brought to his senses by the greeting, and looked forward, meeting Wen Qingshu's eyes.

Wen Qingshu nodded and smiled at him as a greeting.

Zhao Dongting nodded lightly in return.

No one else came to pay attention to him.

There were about dozens of people present.

After Wen Qingshu squatted down behind the desk, he smiled and said, "You should all know each other, so I won't introduce Qingshu here."

After finishing speaking, he only looked at Zhao Dongting, "Only this Mr. Zhao Dongting, Qingshu was fortunate to hear Mr. Zhao's poems when he was traveling in spring. His poems are brilliant. Qingshu felt that he was inferior, so he specially invited him. Everyone..."

All the sentient beings looked at Zhao Dongting for an instant, and whispered in a low voice, there was no lack of surprise in their eyes.

Who is Wen Qingshu?
She is the most popular figure in this year's Changsha Jieyuan, "No. [-] Scholar".And he was famous for his poetic talent before.Even she claims to be inferior to Zhao Dongting, isn't that surprising?
And this Mr. Zhao is not a well-known figure in this year's birth.

Someone bowed their hands to Zhao Dongting as a greeting.

Zhao Dongting also returned the salute one by one.

Although Wen Qingshu said that he was talented in poetry, it didn't cause much disturbance.

It wasn't until Wen Qingshu recited the poem "written" by Zhao Dongting that everyone treated him differently.

With this poetic talent, Zhao Dongting is indeed qualified to attend such a poetry meeting.

Only some people have doubts in their eyes.After all, it is uncertain whether this poem was written by Zhao Dongting.

Then, Mr. Pian Pian stood up and said, "Miss Qingshu, since everyone is here, let's start now, how about it?"

Seeing him calling Qingshu directly, it is obvious that he is quite familiar with Wen Qingshu.

Wen Qingshu nodded with a smile, "Since it's a poetry meeting, how about we follow the old rules and compose an impromptu poem first, and then speak freely?"

(End of this chapter)