King of Song

Chapter 27

The weather in Bianjing in May is hot, and the place near the water is undoubtedly the coolest, making it an excellent summer resort.

The cool breeze blows by the iron tower lake, the water is rippling, moist and refreshing.In the distance, water birds are flying, boats are rippling, willows by the lake are fluttering with the wind, and pavilions, terraces and pavilions are well arranged, forming an excellent picture scroll of coolness in summer.

In a gazebo by the lake, several scholars greeted each other with hands and hearty laughter.Although the words and deeds are respectful, they are not the vitality of young people. They are obviously scholars who came to participate in the poetry society.

Or stand by the fence facing the lake to watch the scenery, or discuss poems and books in small groups, and occasionally gossip about the news in Bianjing...

"Wang Xueshi's book "A Hundred Years of Nothing in This Dynasty" is blunt and reveals the root of our dynasty's bad governance for a hundred years..."

"The officials intend to be a great and promising king, and they admire Xueshi Wang very much. There are also rumors in the court that the officials intend to use Xueshi Wang to reform the law..."

"In this way, it is very possible for Wang Xueshi Xuan Ma to worship the prime minister, then the prince..."

"Young Master Wang Yu came back today. It is said that there are several descendants of the family who came together. This is a good opportunity to make friends!"

"That's right, there are still a few cutting-edge students in the examination field, well-known disciples. Look, isn't that one?"

Someone reminded them, they turned their heads and saw Huang Tingjian and a young man coming from the corridor.

"Why is the surname Huang so lucky? But he was promoted to be an official in the four capitals after only one year as a county lieutenant. It's really..." It is precisely because of this that Huang Tingjian, as a newcomer in the examination field, was fortunate to be invited to participate in this senior class Poetry Club.

"Brother Lu Zhi is here, who is this?" The person in front said hello and asked softly while looking at the young man beside Huang Tingjian.

"My surname is Lin, and my single name is Zhao!" Lin Zhao always took the initiative and introduced himself directly.

Only then did Huang Tingjian introduce: "Lin Zhao, Lin Dongyang, my friends!" Even though it was abrupt to bring a friend here, it was harmless.

"It turned out to be Young Master Lin, lucky to meet you, lucky to meet you!"

"Be polite, be polite!" The ancients had a lot of red tape, and travelers who travel through time are not exempt!

"Brother Lu Zhi, today is a gathering of talents and elegant poetry, why did you bring a layman here?" A hideous guy appeared from behind, it was Ji Yun who appeared in Xiangguo Temple the day before yesterday.

"Ordinary?" Everyone looked at Lin Zhao at the same time. He was dressed in silk and satin robes, and he looked dignified, with a bit of elegance on his body.

Lin Zhao said without changing his face, "So it's Brother Ji Yun, what's wrong? Do you have any opinions?"

Everyone knew it when they saw it, the smell of gunpowder between the two was quite strong!What kind of role is Huang Tingjian in the middle?
Huang Tingjian was quite helpless, and hurriedly said: "Brother Dongyang is a commoner, but he has some talent for poetry and prose. Come today to see the demeanor of the gentlemen!"

Everyone who said a word was very helpful, but Ji Yun refused, and said with a sneer: "Poetry and prose are learned only by talking about it? I don't know how many people in this world are trying to catch fame!"

"Brother Ji Yun, you may not know something..." Huang Tingjian had just opened his mouth, but was interrupted by Lin Zhao: "Brother Lu Zhi, don't worry!" He turned to Ji Yun and said, "How are you doing?"

Ji Yun said with a smile: "Recite a poem in public, let us see the talents of our step!" He has already decided that a commoner who can't even pass the examination of a scholar or a scholar, what talent can he learn?
Lin Zhao immediately said: "In that case, then please ask Brother Ji Yun for advice." He looked around and said, "The flowers are blooming, the mangroves are singing, the grass is growing and the egrets are flying around the lake. The weather is fine and the people are happy. Yunyang sings and floats in a light boat."

At this time, the lakeside is indeed full of green trees and red flowers, water birds are flying on the lake in the distance, the wind is light, the clouds are light and the sun is just right, a few boats are wandering on the lake, and singing is faintly heard.Although Lin Zhao's poem is not very good, it is also suitable for the time and situation.

But Ji Yun said: "It's mediocre, how much talent do I have to learn?"

Huang Tingjian couldn't understand this kind of behavior, and immediately said: "Everyone may not know, but the poem written by brother Dongyang at Xiangguo Temple the day before yesterday is called the best!"

"Oh? Come and listen!" Everyone was very interested.

Huang Tingjian immediately said: "The day is slanting in the mighty sorrow of leaving, and the chanting whip points east to the end of the world. Luohong is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers!"

"Brother Lin wrote this poem?" A scholar immediately asked in surprise.

"Not bad!"

"I heard that someone from Xiangguo Temple completed a poem in three steps the day before yesterday, and came up with such a masterpiece. Just now we talked about this poem. The artistic conception and connotation are both classics. I admire it!"

Someone laughed and said, "Brother Lin is praised in the market for his ability to compose a poem in three steps, which is even better than that talented Cao Zijian!"

Suddenly, everyone's attitude changed rapidly.In any case, scholars' admiration for talented scholars has never changed.Lin Zhao, on the other hand, did not expect that he would become famous inadvertently.

Ji Yun's face instantly became ugly. He left early that day and didn't know what happened afterwards.Unexpectedly, Lin Zhao would have such good poems, and his expression turned ugly.

Just at this time, someone shouted: "Young masters have arrived."

Everyone turned their heads and saw several well-dressed scholars coming hand in hand, with extraordinary momentum.Lin Zhao made it clear that the person in the middle was Wang Yu, Wang Yuanze, the son of Wang Anshi.

Only someone whispered: "The one on the left is Wang Yu, the son of Wang Xueshi, and the one is Kaifeng Mansion...the one is the Cao family..."

After hearing this, Lin Zhao was filled with emotion. What is today's ordinary poetry meeting?
In addition to Wang Yu, there are several other people whose identities are Cao Jian, the nephew of the Empress Dowager Cao; Chai Ruona, a descendant of the Chai family in the Later Zhou Dynasty; Wen Jifu, the son of Wen Yanbo, a famous minister of the Song Dynasty; The fourth son Wang Zhongyu.

The last person was Zhao Zhongshan, the second son of Zhao Zongyong, King of Yuhang County. When he mentioned his identity, Lin Zhao immediately remembered the thrilling scene in Shanyangwan, Huaishui that day, and anger flashed in his eyes.

Everyone rushed to meet him, but Huang Tingjian and Lin Zhao were squeezed to the back and had no chance to go forward.In front of them are the children of high-ranking officials of the Song Dynasty, the children of famous families, and they will undoubtedly benefit a lot from making friends with them, so naturally they are vying to flatter.

Several yamen seemed to be used to such scenes, and they clapped their hands to answer. After the atmosphere became less enthusiastic, Cao Jian asked: "Just now I heard someone recite a poem, 'Luohong is not a ruthless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers', what a poem. ! I don’t know who did it!”

Everyone hurriedly looked around, and after they dispersed, all eyes naturally focused on Lin Zhao and Huang Tingjian.

Seeing the familiar figure, Wang Yu frowned, and said in surprise, "Lin Zhao, when did you arrive in Bianjing?"

Huh?All the scholars couldn't help but be amazed, it turned out that Lin Dongyang was familiar with Mr. Wang Yu, no wonder Huang Tingjian brought this person here, to see how flattering he is...

As for Ji Yun, his expression suddenly became unnatural.He was jealous of Wang Xi, and even dared to make irresponsible remarks behind his back occasionally, but he was still very afraid in his bones.At this time, more peace of mind, Lin Zhao told the secret behind his back, but he would die miserably.In fact, Lin Zhao never took it seriously from the beginning to the end, and stepped forward to Wang Yu and said, "It's only about ten days, are you and your son all right?"

Because of Lin Zhao's participation, the case of Meng Ruogu's murder was quickly solved, Wang Anshi was able to close the case, and went to Beijing in time to face the saint.Recently, his father, Wang Anshi, has been reused and appreciated by the officials, all of which are based on Jiang Ning's early resolution of the case, so he is also very grateful to Lin Zhao in his heart.

"My father is fine, as for me... just watch!" Wang Yu said with a smile, "Why did you come to Bianjing? Now with the Meng family...?"

Lin Zhao said with a smile, "Come to Bianjing to take care of business, and now I'm a partner with Ms. Meng!"

"Oh!" Wang Yu nodded meaningfully. He knew very well that Lin Zhao was a capable person, and he would never stay in Xiaomeng's house for a long time.

No, I just came to Bianjing, and the classic poems have already spread among the scholars.It's not easy to even make friends with Huang Tingjian, a Jinshi in the same year, to participate in the Friendship Poetry Club where these young talents and high-ranking officials gather together!

(End of this chapter)