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Chapter 179 Poems
The majestic princess of a country actually disguised herself as a man and went to the land of flowers and willows. If this matter is spread, there will inevitably be some rumors.

For example, Zhao Muqiu was unruly and willful, and there were even rumors that Emperor Qi'an was not good at discipline.

Not to mention the princess, even the prince, if he went to the Jiaofang Division in disguise, it would be unavoidable that some people would discuss it if the news spread, and even when he went to court, he would probably be reprimanded by his courtiers, saying that such behavior was not in accordance with the law.

Logically speaking, when Emperor Qi An knew that Zhao Muqiu had gone to the Jiaofang Division, he should have been furious, and reprimanded Zhao Muqiu to get out of here quickly, and then serve him according to the royal family rules.

But Emperor Qi'an's reaction after knowing about this incident was that after being angry, he asked Zhao Muqiu to come back very flatly.

There was even a bit of helplessness in his tone, as if he wasn't particularly angry.

From this, it can be seen how much Zhao Muqiu is favored by Emperor Qi'an, this kind of favor is to the extent that even the eunuchs are a little frightened.

Even the little prince who was just a few years old, Emperor Qi And would love to ignore him, but Zhao Muqiu was able to make Emperor Qi And treat him like this.

Even the eunuch sometimes thought that if Zhao Muqiu was a man, Emperor Qi'an would never have given birth to a prince with his concubine.

The eunuch sighed in his heart, and then ordered Emperor Qi'an to call Zhao Muqiu back.

Emperor Qi'an walked slowly towards his bedroom, when he saw snowflakes falling from the sky, he suddenly stopped, as if he remembered something, and asked the eunuch:
"Bian Wang, he probably won't come back this year."

"It should be. His Royal Highness Bian Wang was blocked in Bianzhou by heavy snow, and he couldn't return during the Chinese New Year. Presumably... he won't come again in the future."

"That's a pity, I haven't seen him for a long time..."

Emperor Qi'an said with a sigh, looking at the falling crystal snowflakes with deep eyes.

The eunuch lowered his head and did not respond, Emperor Qi An sighed and stopped talking, and continued to walk back until he returned to his bedroom, Emperor Qi An said to the eunuch:

"Okay, you go to your business, I want to rest for a while, don't bother me if you have nothing to do."

"Yes."

The eunuch went down in response, and Emperor Qi'an pushed open the door of the bedroom and walked in.

When the eunuch walked away, Emperor Qi'an sat on the recliner in the bedroom, and suddenly asked:
"How about Yuezhou?"

"..."

No one responded, and it was unknown who Emperor Qi Andi was talking to.

But Emperor Qi'an seemed to have heard the answer, and continued:
"That's it, then don't care."

"..."

"I already know the things about Shuzhou and Ningzhou. It's just a little thing, and it doesn't affect our plan."

"..."

"It's okay...it's okay."

As Emperor Qi'an spoke, his tone gradually became lazier, and his breathing became more even. After a few breaths, he went to see him, only to find that he had fallen asleep on the recliner.

.........

Jiaofang Si Le Building, the performance below is coming to an end.

Zhao Muqiu held Gu Chen's right hand, but at some point let it go, and concentrated on watching the singing and dancing below.

It wasn't until the girls below left that a girl in a light blue dress and a veil came up, and Zhao Muqiu was a little excited and said:

"Is this the girl with the twins?"

Gu Qiyuan on the side quickly explained:

"Yes, she is Qin Shuang. I heard that she organized this poetry fair by herself."

"Interesting, I really want to see what kind of person she is... Why are you still standing there? Write me poems."

What Zhao Muqiu said as a matter of course made everyone stunned.

Gu Qiyuan pointed at himself blankly and asked:
"I... shall we write?"

"Of course, it's not you who write it or me? Write it quickly."

Zhao Muqiu urged.

Everyone can understand Zhao Muqiu's thoughts, she must be planning to impersonate her name, she will use whoever's poem is well written, and then submit it to the Qin Shuang girl.

Gu Qiyuan and the others understood this, but they didn't dare to refuse Zhao Muqiu's order, so they could only pick up pens and paper with bitter faces, waiting for today's poem title.

Gu Chen was watching from the sidelines, and had no intention of getting involved.

Although for a traveler, copying poems and lyrics is already a routine, but Gu Chen doesn't want to make such a splash here.

It is said that literati look down on each other, and it is actually the same in this world.

If you are a person with some talent in poetry, it doesn't matter if you write one or two famous poems, but if you didn't show your talent before and suddenly created a very powerful poem, then everyone is waiting for you Revere, but from the survey of literati and the Ministry of Rites.

Is this poem plagiarized? Where is the real source of this poem? Analyze the creative intention of this poem through the poet’s experience. Once something is wrong and does not match the creator’s own experience, it will cause trouble in great trouble.

Gu Chen didn't want to cause trouble, so he sat by the side and pretended to be a little transparent, watching these people write poems and lyrics.

Zhao Muqiu didn't seem to have any intention of asking Gu Chen to write poems either, maybe it was because in her eyes Gu Chen was a woman just like herself, and she didn't have to write poems to please women, so she didn't ask Gu Chen to write poems.

She just stared at Gu Qiyuan and the other young masters, watching them write like a proctor.

Gu Qiyuan and the others were frowning, and the girl Qin Shuang below had asked her maid to read today's poem title.

"The topic of today's poem is - water."

The maid chanted loudly, her voice was transparent and clear, reaching the ears of all the people present.

"water?"

Gu Chen frowned slightly, looking at Gu Qiyuan and the others.

Gu Qiyuan and other young masters also frowned and pondered. After a while, they only heard the maid below continue:

"It's still the old rule. Poems are divided into three grades. Poems with water in them are counted as the third grade. Poems that describe water are counted as the second grade. Poems without water but mentioning water are the first grade. Everyone...please."

"Yo, there's still this rule."

Gu Chen found it novel, but Zhao Muqiu who was beside him nodded and said:

"It's not surprising. If any poem can be selected at any time, I think this poem will not be worthy of the name."

Although the poetry meeting of the Jiaofang Division sounds a bit nonsense, there is indeed some way to do it if you study it seriously.

Poetry is divided into three classes, which naturally arouses the arrogance of some literati.

Everyone wants to write first-class poems, and no one wants to be in the third class. Scholars compete with each other with pen and ink, which can increase the enthusiasm of the poetry club. It was a smash hit.

Qin Shuang, who came up with this method, does have some skills.

However, most of the people who can spend a good night with Qin Shuang through poetry are people with little power. Even Gu Qiyuan actually has no official position. watch.

Really powerful and powerful, similar to the level above the six ministers, coming here to let Qin Shuang sleep with him is just a matter of words.

Although officials of this level will not come to Jiaofang Division.

Gu Qiyuan was still frowning and thinking, Gu Chen glanced at Zhao Muqiu at the side, and asked in a low voice:

"Master Zhao... do you want to chat with that Qin Shuang? Or..."

"I'm just curious about the pair of girls, don't get me wrong, I... I'm a serious person."

Zhao Muqiu waved the folding fan, and said words similar to Gu Qiyuan's at the beginning.

Gu Chen chuckled and shook his head, but he didn't refute, but said: "If you're just chatting with Miss Qin Shuang, Mr. Zhao, you can directly identify yourself, so why bother."

"That can't be done." Zhao Muqiu raised his head and said: "I am not the kind of person who bullies others. Since there are rules here, then I will follow the rules. Isn't it just a poem! I don't believe it... I don't believe they do it. not come out."

Zhao Muqiu stared at Gu Qiyuan and the others and said.

Gu Chen almost didn't laugh out loud.

Saying that he doesn't bully others, and then let Gu Qiyuan and others write poems, isn't that still bullying?
But Gu Chen didn't say this in a bad way, his eyes flickered, he took out a pen and paper, wrote a poem on the paper, and then handed it to Zhao Muqiu:
"If Mr. Zhao really wants to chat with Miss Qin Shuang, you can give her this poem at that time."

Gu Chen said softly.

Zhao Muqiu looked at Gu Chen in surprise: "You can also compose poetry?"

Gu Chen shook his head and said:
"It's not counted by me, it's me... My elder did it. The old man has passed away. I just remembered some poems of his old man. Among them, there are poems that fit the title of today's poems, so I used them."

"This... the poem of the deceased, it's not very good to use it in this kind of place?"

To Gu Chen's surprise, Zhao Muqiu showed hesitation after hearing what Gu Chen said, and had no intention of using this poem immediately.

Gu Chen glanced at the charming princess a little higher, and then said:
"It doesn't matter, the old man has passed away, and this poem is still on the shelf, and brought it to His Highness... Well, it is not an insult to this poem for Mr. Zhao to use, as long as Mr. Zhao likes it."

Gu Chen casually found an excuse and said.

He didn't want to write poetry at first, but when he thought that this was a good opportunity to get in touch with Zhao Muqiu and get to know Emperor Qi Andi, Gu Chen didn't want to let it go.

If he doesn't write it himself, Gu Chen can use other people's names to write poems. Anyway, he just needs to insist that it is not his poem. Gu Chen's identity is there, and other people dare not say anything.

What's more, with Zhao Muqiu attracting firepower in front of Gu Chen, no one would dare to say anything.

Zhao Muqiu looked at Gu Chen, his eyes were a little dazed, as if he saw something in Gu Chen again, then she took the poem over solemnly, nodded and said:
"Since that's the case, I'll be disrespectful to you. Your name is Ning Shun, right? I remember you. You are very good. We can get to know each other more in the future."

When Zhao Muqiu said this, he was so serious that the maid beside him couldn't help but look at Gu Chen a few more times.

Hearing Zhao Muqiu's words, the corners of Gu Chen's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a smile that made Zhao Muqiu a little fascinated, and said:

"That's my honor."

(End of this chapter)