People in the early Tang Dynasty: I compete with Wu Zhao for the throne

Chapter 249 Turning back Yin and Yang, cheating and abducting

In the back flower pavilion, Li Xuan walked in the front and had a happy chat with Lu Yuanming.

After that, they followed Hangzhou Sima Yuan Yi, and Hangzhou soldier Cao Junjun Zhang Chun, their faces were full of helplessness.

Lu Xiangxian, who was only ten years old, followed Yu Yong, who was only four years older than him, at the end, looking at Li Xuan curiously.

"Cousin, uncle hasn't been so happy for a long time, is he really happy?" Lu Xiang first pulled Yu Yong's sleeve, and his eyes shifted to Lu Yuanming, with a trace of doubt in his eyes.

Yu Yong slowed down helplessly, looked at Lu Xiangxian and nodded helplessly.

Yu Yong is the son of the younger sister of Lu Xiangxian's mother, He Shi, who is the aunt of He Zhizhang, and He Zhizhang is also their cousin.

Zhang Chun's mother is Lu Xiangxian's aunt, and they are all relatives back and forth.

Yu Yong subconsciously glanced at Zhang Chun, and then at Yuan Yi, Hangzhou Sima Yuan Yi.

Yuan Yi has little relationship with the Lu family and the Zhang family. He is the son of Yu Yong's aunt and the grandson of Yu Yong's grandfather Yu Shinan.

To put it simply, the daughter of the He family married into the Lu family and the Yu family, the daughter of the Yu family married into the Yuan family, and the daughter of the Lu family married into the Zhang family.

Of course, this is only one-sided. The Wuzhong aristocratic family has been married for hundreds of years, and the in-laws between them are irrelevant, so it cannot be simply discussed.

"Uncle Lu's actions are upright, and the King of Nanchang's actions are also quite upright, so we hit it off." Yu Yong approached Lu Xiangxian, and said in a low voice: "The King of Nanchang once wrote a poem 'The eagle hits the sky for three thousand miles', which shows that he behaves decently. , majestic atmosphere."

Acting upright and majestic, Li Xuan doesn't know what the young Yu Yong thinks, but in Li Xuan's view, everything is strictly in accordance with the law of the court and China, and he will never easily be blamed for personal matters, weird people, or resentment. Even punishing people, so that they can remain invincible.

"Uncle Shi, please sit at the head." Li Xuan helped Lu Yuanming, and forced him to the head of the dining table in the rear flower pavilion.

Although he is the king of the current dynasty, when he acts, he always respects the old and loves the young.

After Li Xuan sat down, the others took their seats one after another.

At this time, Li Xuan's eyes jumped, and a row of entries appeared in front of him the next moment.

[Yuan Yi, Sima of the governor's office in Hangzhou, from Yongzhou Wannian, father Yuan Zhen, Secretary Shaojian, grandfather Yuan Lang, maternal grandfather Yu Shinan]

[Zhang Chun, Hangzhou soldier Cao Canjun, Suzhou native, father Zhang Gui, former governor of Yongzhou, wife Lu Shi (son Zhang Xu)]

[Yu Yong, 14 years old, Chao Sanlang, son of Yongxing County, father Yu Chang, Minister of Xiangong Ministry, mother He Shi, grandfather Yu Shinan, one of the 24 heroes of Lingyan Pavilion]

[Lu Xiangxian, ten years old, Sima Lu Yuanfang of Yangzhou Metropolitan Government, grandfather, grandson of former Yuzhang County Wei Luxuan, mother He, grandmother Yu, talented prime minister (cousin He Zhizhang, cousin Zhang Xu)]

Li Xuan's eyes flicked past Lu Xiangxian's body. It's a pity that Lu Xiangxian is only ten years old now, and he will be of great use in the future, at least ten or twenty years later.

He Zhizhang Siming Kuangke is old, but it takes a few years to mature. As for Zhang Xu, there is no shadow yet.

After three tours, Yu Yong took the lead in raising his wine glass and looked at Li Xuan: "My lord is amazing in poetry, his talent is unrivaled in the world, the students admire him very much, and he has written poems for many years. I wonder if I can ask my lord to give me some pointers."

As he said that, Yu Yong directly took out some thick paper from his sleeve, and handed it to Li Xuan.

Yu Yong actually rolled up to Li Xuan in public like this, everyone present was stunned.

Everyone has just started drinking, why did you come here? It's a bit inappropriate, but for a while, everyone didn't know what to say.

Li Xuan smiled, took the paper handed over by Yu Yong, and then carefully read the article on it, and finally said in a deep voice: "My dear brother, these poems are mellow and delicate, but they are quite familiar... "

"You are imitating He Balang again." Lu Xiang lowered his head first, and with one sentence, he revealed the secret in Yu Yong's poem, which made Li Xuan smile for a moment.

Yu Yong even lowered his head in shame, unable to see the expression on his face clearly for a while.

"Otherwise, although the poems are tactful and delicate, they are also quite elegant. Although they are similar to Brother Ji Zhen, they are very different. It is another way of poetry." Li Xuan said with emotion, "Now my dynasty's writing style is at its peak, and it can be said that a hundred flowers are blooming. Each has its own merits, although Brother Ji Zhenxian is a young genius, but he is still young and his vision is not wide, so it is no big deal to learn from him, as long as you don't become like him."

Hearing what Li Xuan said, Yu Yong instantly raised his head, his face was full of joy.

"Thank you, my lord, for your guidance," Yu Yong immediately cupped his hands, looking at Li Xuan with a hint of gratitude.

This is a child, Li Xuan sighed in his heart, although compared to Yu Yong, he is not a few years older, but his mental maturity is far from what he can compare.

Li Xuan looked at the thick paper in his hand, nodded seriously, and said, "Don't say anything else, just this word alone, you are many times stronger than this king. , but he was born without spirituality, unlike my younger brother..."

Yu Yong's grandfather, Yu Shinan, and Li Xuan's grandfather, Ouyang Xun, were called the Four Families of the Early Tang Dynasty.

After Ouyang Xun's death, Li Xuan's uncle Ouyang Tong inherited his talent and learning; after Yu Shinan's death, it was Lu Jianzhi who inherited his name.

So when he heard Li Xuan say that, Yu Yong immediately looked happy, and then he heard Li Xuan say: "If you don't mind my brother, you and I will often discuss each other."

Li Xuan's smile was very sincere and gentle, Yu Yong couldn't help but nodded immediately: "Thank you, my lord, I'm sorry for bothering you."

"Come on, let's raise our glasses to this rare literary talent and prosperity." Li Xuan raised the wine glass in his hand and looked at the crowd.

The others were more or less literary, and they raised their glasses with emotion at the same time.

"I don't know if the prince came all the way from Yangzhou, but if there is a new work, I don't know if I can take a look at it." Lu Yuanming looked at Li Xuan curiously.

Li Xuan is a newly rising literary talent in the world, but it has been unknown all the time.

If he hadn't written such a touching poem of "the only wish in his life, everyone has three autumn grains" when he was in Luoyang, otherwise it would really make people doubt whether he wrote his poems in Yangzhou himself.

After all, there is Wang Bo beside Li Xuan.

However, although some people slander, but more still agree.

After all, Li Xuan's maternal grandfather was the famous Ouyang Xun, and his uncle was the equally famous Ouyang Tong.

He received the teachings of Ouyang's family since he was a child, and although his writing style is dangerous, it is more simple and sincere, which is completely different from Wang Bo's poetry style.

"Yes, there is a little bit, but it doesn't quite fit the situation now." Li Xuan was a little embarrassed.

The reason why he is unwilling to copy poems too much is because it is difficult for you to completely match the situation and mood of the poet when he wrote.

"It doesn't matter, the poems made by the prince are like delicious food, which makes people feel refreshed. Now the old man is relying on the old to sell the old. Please, my lord!" Lu Yuanming put down his wine glass and looked at Li Xuan with hope on his face.

"Dare to disobey the elder's order." Li Xuan cupped his hands sincerely, then looked at the paper on the table, picked it up, handed it to Yu Yong, and said, "If that's the case, I will trouble Brother Yu to write for Brother Yu."

"Don't dare to obey!" Yu Yong took the paper very neatly, turned it over, and then took out the brush and ink cartridge from his arms.

It's hard to believe that there are still people who carry brushes and ink cartridges with them, and they are still children.

Li Xuan was quite aware of this, because the last such person was his cousin Ouyang Youming.

Seeing that Yu Yong was getting ready, Li Xuan nodded slightly, then thought for a while, and said casually and relaxedly: "Thousands of miles of warbler crows, green reflects red, water villages, mountains, guo wine flags wind."

As soon as the first half of the sentence came out, the picture was laid out immediately, and everyone present nodded in admiration.

Lu Yuanming picked up the wine glass and sipped it in small sips.

Li Xuan's expression was indifferent, and he continued to read: "480 temples in the Southern Dynasty, how many buildings are in the mist and rain."

……

"In the smoke and rain!"

The wine glass stopped in the air, and the pen was also hanging there. The faces of everyone present couldn't help but change at the same time.

"Poetry is a good poem, and its literary talent is enough to show its elegance." Yuan Yi spoke first, and then said with a wry smile: "If this poem of my lord is spread, I'm afraid it will hinder my sageness."

"It's okay." Li Xuan waved his hand slightly, and said, "If it's a literary exchange, naturally everything will be fine, if it's not a literary exchange..."

Li Xuan smiled softly, the smile was full of deep meaning, Lu Yuanming, Yuan Yi and Zhang Chun beside him could feel a sense of coldness sweeping over their bodies,

Li Xuan has never been a kind person, and Buddhism is also a major force in the south of the Yangtze River, so how can it be easily ignored.

Looking across the faces of everyone present, Li Xuan said softly: "It is rumored that there is a king of the Western Regions in the Tianyin Sect. I don't know how much Yuan Sima knows about this king of the Western Regions?"

In the Tianyin sect, Li Xuan had contact with almost all the masters under the king of the East China Sea, and even An Rongxiang, one of the four elders under the empress, died in his hands.

There are also Bian Zhang, Qianmian Buddha, He Lao, and even Wen Fuzhi, the chief executive, who have been touched more or less.

The only thing he couldn't figure out was the king of the Western Regions.

"My lord is suspicious, is this the king of the Western Regions?" Yuan Lang immediately caught the unfinished meaning in Li Xuan's words,
If everything is as he said, then the whole of Hangzhou will be in big trouble.

"My lord is too worried." Lu Yuanming waved his hand slightly, and said with a rare and honest expression: "If you say that you expect peace in the world, the people of Buddhism are more than those of Taoism.

After all, only when the world is peaceful, Buddhism has the best opportunity to develop. Once the world is in turmoil, Buddhism will only close its gates, and they will not easily participate in such things. "

"That's the Daoist sect!" Li Xuan's light words made everyone's expressions change.

Maoshan, to be more precise, is Beimaoshan.

There is Taoist support behind the Tianyin Sect. Although few people know this, there are still some.

"The secrets in Tianyin Sect are very secretive, and it is not easy for ordinary people to pry into them. If your lord has any ideas, you might as well go to the Hangzhou branch of Baiqisi to have a look. There is enough information there for your lord to investigate."

"Forget it, I am not sensitive to the things in there." Li Xuan waved his hand with a smile, and said: "There is a saying in the art of war, knowing yourself and the enemy, and winning a hundred battles. I hope that someone will pry into this king's privacy too deeply. I think everyone present here should have the same idea as this king."

"If the prince needs it, I will do my best to cooperate." Yuan Yi bowed his hand to Li Xuan seriously.

Now he is really afraid of Li Xuan's ambiguous means.

One for Buddhism, one for Taoism, the troubles of the Yin Sect are already serious enough today, if there is a battle between Taoism and Buddhism, then everyone will have to go through it.

"That's great. There is indeed something that needs Sima's assistance." Li Xuan looked at Yuan Yi with a meaningful smile on his lips.

Lu Yuanming watched from the side, feeling a burst of emotion in his heart, the king of Nanchang's method is so shrewd, it seems that the city of Hangzhou will be lively in the future.

Lu Yuanming knew in his heart that even if Li Xuan was not driving in Wuzhou, but given the close distance between Hangzhou and Wuzhou, he could use various means to influence Hangzhou at any time. Thinking of the governor Yuan Jiazuo, Lu Yuanming suddenly felt that Hangzhou's biggest handle was taken by Li Xuan The feeling of being held.

At this moment, a burst of rapid footsteps came from the outer hall.

(End of this chapter)