Appoint me as a spy, but the contact person is actually the empress

Chapter 185 Fifty thousand miles is worth it!The Bansheng of Chu State has arrived!
Early the next morning.

Qin Wang's young son got up early on a rare occasion.

After hastily finishing breakfast, he excused himself to go to Dongchang, and then rushed all the way to the imperial palace refreshed.

It was the first time he was appreciated by his grandpa after growing up so big.

The 5 taels was worth it.

Xu Shouyun, the little eunuch, is also the lucky star of the real son.

Grandpa asked him to find a chance to donate money to Dongchang.

For 10 taels, wouldn't it be possible to buy two more classic poems from Xu Shouyun?

How could Xu Shouyun, a layman in Yi'an, a peerless literary talent who was able to publish "Yi An's Poetry Collection", only have one song "Happy Rain on a Spring Night" in his hands!
Hahaha!
Sure enough, he is as smart as me!

……

Yanfu Palace.

Concubine Liu, who was served by Yanyun and Yanyue, sat alone under a weeping willow by the lake in a daze.

"After Dongli drank the wine at dusk, there was a dark fragrance filling his sleeves. He couldn't help but feel the wind blowing from the west. People are thinner than yellow flowers."

Listening to Concubine Liu talking to herself, Yanyun and Yanyue standing behind her knew that Concubine Liu was missing that person again.

Brother Shouyun hasn't come to Yanfu Palace to pay his respects to Concubine Liu for a while.

Every time only when he comes, Concubine Liu will have a smile on her face, and will not be lonely and cold.

"Report to the empress dowager that the young prince of King Qin is here."

When the little eunuch came to report, Yanyun and Yanyue looked at each other, and they could see the helplessness in each other's hearts.

"Empress Taifei, my son is here to greet you again."

Jiang Rentong strode over as if no one was there, and said in a cheerful voice:
"Yesterday, I had a good time with a few friends. We talked about poems and songs. Everyone came up with their own questions and improvised. I wrote a poem with the theme of spring rain. Today, I specially came to present it to the concubine."

Those poems that I talked with Concubine Liu before were too unrealistic.

No wonder Concubine Liu looked down on her.

However, today, this son must impress you.

"Hello, little prince."

Yanyun and Yanyue greet the youngest son of King Qin.

"Go and do your work, I want to sit here alone with the concubine for a while."

Jiang Rentong waved his hand in a good mood, and rewarded each of Yanyun Yanyue with five taels of silver.

"Little Shizi has a heart."

Concubine Liu said hello to Prince Qin's little prince with a calm expression. She stared blankly at the withered lotus leaves in the center of the lake, wondering what was on her mind.

Of course, she had already seen what was on Qin Wang's young son's mind.

Just feel nothing for him.

"Taifei Empress, how about I read this five-character poem about spring rain that I wrote to you?"

Jiang Rentong obviously couldn't wait, and walked up to Concubine Liu.

Such a classic verse, I don't believe it can't impress you.

"There are many poems about spring."

Concubine Liu still looked at the lake, and murmured:
"There are too many spring breezes, spring scenes, spring thoughts, spring rains, and spring suns."

"Twife, listen carefully!"

Jiang Rentong coughed lightly, cleared his voice, and chanted in a melodious tone:
"Good rain knows the season, when spring is here."

"Sneaked into the night wind, moisten things silently."

This is the present son, who spent a full 5 taels of silver and bought it from Yi An layman.

How could the works of Lay Yi An be comparable to those of the so-called literati nowadays.

With this son's talent, he was also shocked by the song "Happy Rain on a Spring Night" written by Xu Shouyun at that time.

"Good rain knows the season, when spring happens. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently."

Concubine Liu whispered, she couldn't help turning her head to look at Prince Qin's young son, and asked in doubt:

"This poem about the rain, is it really you who wrote it?"

This poem uses anthropomorphic techniques and great joy to describe the spring rain in a subtle, delicate and vivid way, lifelike.

This is completely different from the doggerel poems written by the little prince of Qin Wang before.

"of course!"

Jiang Rentong replied without hesitation:

"This poem has been spread around the imperial capital. If the concubine doesn't believe it, she can send someone to inquire about it."

Such a classic poem of chanting rain, of course, this son must let the whole world know.

In today's Great Wei literary world, apart from Lay Yi An, who has gained fame.

And I, Jiang Rentong, the young son of King Qin, should be the first!

"It's a really good poem."

Concubine Liu slightly nodded her head with half-belief, and praised without hesitation:
"Among today's famous poems with rain as the theme, this poem is really a rare masterpiece."

But why didn't I believe it?
If you, Prince Qin's young son, were so talented, what did you do before?
……

The capital of the Great Wei Dynasty, ten mile long street.

A group of chariots and horses carrying the Great Chu Dragon Banner, escorted by the Great Wei Guards and clearing the way, drove into the city gate with great fanfare.

"People from Chu Kingdom are here!"

"Who is here? Why is there such a big scene?"

"You are really ignorant. Of course you are the half-sage of Chu State, the son of Chu State!"

"Half Saint of Chu State?! That's a really big man."

"It's a blessing or a curse that the half-sage of the Chu Kingdom came to our Great Wei."

"You are stupid! This is a half-sage! Who dares to be unfavorable to a Confucian half-sage! Are you impatient?"

"Oh! I'm talking about my big Wei."

"Who knows! Anyway, we are just worrying about these things. There are those big people on the top, let them worry about it!"

"You're right!"

"of course!"

"..."

All kinds of discussions have been yelling, and they have been heard one after another since the team of horses and horses entered the city.

To ordinary people, the prestige of a semi-saint is just a big shot, just like officials and nobles.

I only know that it is a big man, but I don't know how big it is.

So these ordinary people don't have much fear.

……

Guarded by many armored followers, they marched in the luxury carriage in the middle of the team.

A Confucian scholar wearing a Confucian shirt, about fifty years old, with a gray beard under his chin, sat half-reclined and half-reclined, with his eyes closed.

"My lord, you have already entered the capital of the Great Wei Emperor."

A middle-aged attendant outside the window of the carriage body reported in a low voice:

"Sir, should you go directly to the post house, or...?"

"Go to the Qingshan Confucian Academy first."

Chu Guozi closed his eyes lightly, and said in a low tone:

"Qingshan Confucian Academy is the No. [-] Confucian Academy in the Great Wei Dynasty. I want to see if the Confucianism School in the Great Wei Dynasty has improved over the years."

"Yes! Your lord."

The middle-aged entourage bowed their hands in salute, and then shouted at the team in front:
"Go to Qingshan Confucian Academy!"

Soon, the team of chariots and horses turned around at the intersection in front of them, heading towards the location of the Qingshan Confucian Academy, without rushing.

"Quick, report to the Confucian Academy!"

Among the crowd on the street, a young man in a blue shirt dressed as a scholar confessed to his companion in a low voice, and the two withdrew from the crowd together, took a shortcut in an alley, and rushed all the way.

The semi-sage of Chu State, the son of Chu State, just came to the capital of the Great Wei Dynasty, so he went directly to Qingshan Confucian Academy.

This move seems to be a respect for the Confucianism of the Great Wei Dynasty, but anyone who knows the grievances between the two countries knows that Chu Bansheng is trying to give Qingshan Confucianism a blow.

(End of this chapter)