Chapter 116
The queen smiled and said: "Nothing can be hidden from the queen mother's eyes. Your majesty said that the ninth brother has a chest, and he has done a lot for the court in these years. Therefore, your majesty invited the mother to sit in the Poetry Association later. Choose someone you like for the ninth brother!"

The queen mother sighed and said, "I don't understand the important affairs of the country! The emperor handles it himself. However, this time the emperor looks like a brother."

If the royal family in mainland China is the least like a royal family, it must be the Ming Empire.Marriage with relatives was common in other empires, but the royal family of the Ming Empire was extremely contradictory.

If it wasn't for the sake of not offending the Song Empire, Zhu Biao would have reprimanded Honglu Temple long ago.

Fortunately, the marriage of the Great Song Empire was to marry the concubine. If the Great Song Empire came to ask for the princess, Emperor Hongwu and Emperor Xiaokang would be able to send out their missions.

The queen mother also knew the key to it, so she attended the poetry meeting.

Although the queen doesn't understand these things, the queen has already formed a habit in the palace these years. For things that she doesn't understand, she must listen to the emperor and the queen mother.

The queen mother is wise and virtuous, and she has taught the queen a lot these years.The royal family of the Ming Empire produced a large number of talented people, and the palace was stable and peaceful, all thanks to the strength of the Empress Dowager.

"Peach Blossom Immortal in Peach Blossom Temple, what a Peach Blossom Immortal, this poem is a masterpiece!" An old man with white beard and hair read Zhu Qi's poems several times and exclaimed in his mouth!
There are examiners for each level of the poetry club, and ordinary poetry examiners can make the decision.However, when encountering excellent poems and essays, examiners everywhere will send the poems and essays to the chief examiner for approval.

Obviously, Zhu Qi's poems are of good quality, and they are being circulated by several great Confucians.

"Oh! To be rated as a masterpiece by Song Gong, this article is not ordinary!" A rather intimidating Confucian scholar took the poem and essay, and after reading only one sentence, his mind was attracted, and he read it several times before he smiled. Said: "This poem is a masterpiece, everyone should read it too!" As he said, he reluctantly handed out the poem in his hand.

"Taohuawu, Peach Blossom Temple, what a Peach Blossom Immortal who is carefree and playing in the world of mortals. This poem can be served with wine, it is considered a masterpiece!" One person took the poem, read it again, and immediately praised it!

"excellent work!"

"It's a masterpiece!"

"This article can be sung in China!"

"Everyone, the meaning of this poem is about to come out. I have never heard of this person. I don't know which old friend can know this person."

Everyone in the room looked at each other, all frowning in thought.

Mu Ji was originally Zhu Qi's pseudonym, and had never appeared in the Ming Empire, so how could they know it.Not to mention aliases, Zhu Qi has never been out of the mansion these years, and rarely sees outsiders. I am afraid that even if Zhu Qi is standing in front of them, these great scholars will not recognize Zhu Qi.

"Hehe! It doesn't matter if you know it or not. Since he came to participate in the poetry meeting, he will naturally know his true face later."

As a voice sounded, everyone in the room laughed brightly!
"Master Song is right, but the old man is a little impatient and wants to meet this talented person. Since this poem is a masterpiece, it has already passed the selection process. You can directly participate in the poetry meeting. Why don't you invite someone to come and see you?"

Everyone nodded in praise.This poem is free and unrestrained, full of the meaning of being out of the world, and they also want to meet the great talent who wrote this poem.

Although there are rules in the selection of Changchun Garden Poetry Club, it is not without shortcuts.

Once the contestant's poems and essays are rated as excellent works, they can enter the Changchun Garden directly, and there is no need to go through the next few levels.

"Mr. Mu, "Song of Peach Blossom Temple" has been rated as a masterpiece. Gentlemen, please meet Mr. Mu."

Zhu Qi looked at the elegant scholar in front of him and smiled slightly, not too surprised by the result of the poem.

"I have passed this level!" Zhu Qi asked softly.

The refined scholar also smiled and said, "Young Master Mu's poems and essays have been rated as excellent works. Not only have you passed the Spring Hall, but you don't have to go through the next few stages."

"Stop using poetry!" Zhu Qi frowned slightly.

The Changchun Garden Poetry Club was regarded as a game by Zhu Qi. It's a pity that this game can't be cleared!
Seeing that Zhu Qi frowned slightly, the refined scholar explained with a smile: "Mr. Mu, if you want to participate in the next few stages, you can also participate. There is no restriction on the poetry meeting."

Zhu Qi smiled and said: "In this case, I will go through a few more hurdles. Please forgive me for my crime! After the selection is over, I will visit a few more gentlemen."

The refined scholar looked at Zhu Qi with some surprise, but he didn't expect that Zhu Qi really planned to break through.

It doesn't matter for Zhu Qi to break through the barrier, but Zhu Qi's rejection of the invitation of several great scholars surprised this scholar.

Since Zhu Qi came to participate in the poetry meeting, he would not know the identities of the main judges of the poetry meeting.The chief judges who invited Zhu Qi to meet were either great Confucian scholars with peaches and plums all over the world, or high-ranking central officials of the Ming Empire. Zhu Qi refused extremely calmly.

Moreover, Zhu Qi refused without any hesitation.

Although the refined scholar was a little surprised, he didn't say much, obviously his concentration was good.

However, the curiosity towards Zhu Qi in his eyes could not go away.

"Since Mr. Mu is going to continue to participate in the competition, then Yu will wish Mr. Mu a great future! Gentlemen are still waiting for an answer, so I will take my leave first." After speaking, the man bowed and said goodbye.

Zhu Qi also returned the gift and said goodbye.

Then, he walked to the next level at a leisurely pace.

"Gentlemen, Mr. Mu wants to continue to participate in the competition, but Yu Qian failed to invite him, so please forgive me, gentlemen!"

Everyone in the room was taken aback when they heard this!
In their identities, not to mention joint invitations, even if they were summoned alone, countless people flocked to them.

I didn't expect today to be empty.

Then, the old man with white beard and hair laughed loudly and said, "Young friend Mu, you really are a wonderful person. I want to see him more and more. Well, anyway, we are in the poetry club together, so I'm not in a hurry."

The old man obviously loves talents, and he is afraid that everyone will have a grudge, but his words are somewhat defensive.

The room is full of Confucianism and senior officials, who have not experienced the world, and have seen a lot of flatterers; it is not uncommon for someone like Zhu Qi to be so lofty and arrogant, so everyone doesn't care.

The excellent works of the Changchun Garden Poetry Club should be publicized and sung all over the world.

Therefore, once someone writes a good work, his name will be spread all over the poetry society in an instant.

"Empress Dowager, Your Majesty, there is an excellent work published in the Spring Hall, and this old slave has already ordered someone to copy a copy. Please, Empress Dowager, Your Majesty, check it out!"

"Hey! A masterpiece appeared in the first level, take it here and have a look!" The queen mother was very curious, and ordered the palace servants to send the poems.

It is not so easy to get a good work in the Changchun Garden Poetry Club, and the great Confucian scholars who are the judges can't rub the sand in their eyes.If the level of poetry and prose is not good, they will definitely not be rated as excellent works.In the previous Changchun Garden Poetry Fair, there were several sessions where there was not even a single masterpiece.

After reading it carefully twice, the Empress Dowager said: "Peach Blossom Immortal! This person has a brilliant literary talent, and this article can be called a masterpiece. It's just..."

The empress took the poem and read it, and hurriedly asked: "Mother, there is something wrong with this article."

The Empress Dowager shook her head and said, "The meaning of this poem is too heavy. Although this person is talented, I'm afraid it will be difficult for the empire to use him."

The queen smiled and said, "Mother, the Ming Empire has a vast territory and there are frequent talents. Even if this person does not enter the court, he can still contribute to the literary world of the Ming Dynasty."

The Empress Dowager smiled and said: "The Empress is right. Wenzhiwugong, the Ming Empire not only needs martial arts, but also Wenzhi. This poetry is also indispensable."

(End of this chapter)

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