Fortunate Young Gentleman

In Tang Ning's room in Hongxiu Pavilion, Li Tianlan put down one of his policy papers and said, "During this period, you have indeed made great progress. If you can maintain this level even above the provincial examination, even if the article cannot add color to your policy papers. , but it won’t be called bullshit.”

It is necessary to make progress. Otherwise, during those two months, Zhong Yi would tutor him in the room until late at night every day. Wouldn't it be a waste of time?

"Your ten Shangyuan poems have been spread in the capital." Li Tianlan looked at him and suddenly asked: "Do you know what people outside call you?"

Tangning was stunned for a moment and asked uncertainly, "Shixian?"

Li Tianlan glanced at him: "Is your last name Li Taibai?"

Tangning thought for a while and asked, "Isn't he the Poet Saint?"

Li Tianlan looked at him and said, "They call you Shi Madman."

Tangning's expression was stunned.

Li Bai is known as the Immortal of Poetry, Du Fu is known as the Saint of Poetry, Wang Wei is honored as the Buddha of Poetry, and although Bai Juyi's "Poetic Demon" sounds not as elegant as the first three, no matter how you say it, it is still an honorific title, right?

What the hell is "Poetry Maniac"? How come it's only two words for others, but it becomes three words for him.

"They say that although you have poetic talent, you write poetry for the sake of writing poetry. The content and artistic conception of the poem are just imagined..."

"They also said that your behavior is degrading and is not conducive to the development of poetry."

"They say only madmen write poetry like this."

…

Li Tianlan helped him with policy counseling while telling him what he saw on the road.

Jealousy, this is naked jealousy.

Tang Ning didn't even bother to explain that Wen Tingyun's good writing about boudoir love does not mean that she must be a woman. Ouyang Xiu can control both boldness and elegance, and has achieved extremely high achievements in both styles of poetry. Who said that poetry must reflect oneself? He described Isn't it okay for a general who has been fighting for many years to reflect a poor woman who misses her late husband?

Do you think that if you want to write about a woman's love affair, you must first practice the Sunflower Manual and the sword manual to ward off evil?

If you want to write about border wars, you have to go into battle and kill the enemy yourself?

Xiao Jue is a young boy, but when it comes to the secrets in the brothel, isn't he like a veteran of flowers?

By the same token, he only showed off a small part of the splendid Chinese civilization behind him. Why should they call him crazy?

He looked at Li Tianlan and said angrily: "They have gone too far!"

Li Tianlan shook his head and said, "I think 'Poetry Madman' suits you quite well."

Tangning looked at her and frowned, "Do you think you can talk like that? Or are you no longer brothers?"

…

A royal palace, a deep palace somewhere.

Emperor Chen put down a letter and murmured: "Emperor Chu sent someone to send an urgent report. Those guys on the grassland are restless again."

"Your Majesty, don't worry." A voice came from behind him, saying: "Yunzhou has hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers stationed all year round. Those barbarians can't make any trouble."

"Those who underestimated that group of barbarians will suffer a big loss in the end." Emperor Chen shook his head and said: "But fortunately, those group of barbarians are not peaceful. Some people like me can't sleep. I heard that Emperor Chu has been in poor health in recent days. It’s not very good, I don’t know if it’s true or not…”

He put down the book in his hand, stretched out, shook his head and said, "That's all, let's not talk about it. Wei Jian, tell me if there is anything interesting happening in the capital these days."

After Eunuch Wei thought for a while, he said, "Your Majesty, Tang Ning has come to Beijing."

"Tang Ning?" Chen Huang thought for a while and asked, "This name sounds familiar. Who is he?"

Eunuch Wei coughed lightly and reminded: "Your Majesty, this Tang Jieyuan has saved five hundred thousand taels of silver for the national treasury since the beginning of this year. You also rewarded him with a jade belt."

A look of surprise appeared on Chen Huang's face: "It turns out to be him!"

He looked at Wei Jian and asked, "The provincial examination is about to begin. Naturally, he has to come to Beijing to take the examination. What is this interesting thing?"

"Your Majesty doesn't know something." Wei Jian smiled and said, "There was a poetry meeting in Beijing yesterday, and Tang Jieyuan also participated. Your Majesty, what do you think happened to him?"

Chen Huang thought for a while and said: "I remember that he wrote good poems. Why, could it be that he wrote another good poem last night? Is this the interesting thing you said?"

Wei Jian smiled and said: "Of course one poem is not an interesting thing. Last night he wrote ten poems in total. Those ten poems are all the top ten poems judged by Jingzhong during this Lantern Festival."

Emperor Chen was surprised and said: "The top ten are actually monopolized by him?"

Wei Jian said: "It is said that the cause was Tang Qi, the son of Master Tang. Before the Lantern Festival, he sent people to buy ten poems, hoping to win the first place in one fell swoop. Later, Tang Jieyuan wrote ten poems by himself, allowing Tang Your Excellency's young master has never even made a list and has become the laughing stock of the capital... This Tang Jieyuan is probably not someone who is easily bullied, and because of the poems he wrote, people outside call him a poetry madman."

"So, this man's poetic talent should be unique in the world." Chen Huang nodded and said, "I would like to see what poems he wrote last night."

Wei Jian bowed and said, "Slave, let someone get it right now."

Not long after, a pamphlet appeared in Chen Huang's hand.

After he flipped through it, the expression on his face began to become strange. He put down the booklet after a long time and couldn't help but said: "Only the wrong name, not the wrong nickname. The Poetry Madman really deserves his reputation. This Tangning, really He...is really a talent."

Wei Jian smiled and said, "I wonder how he will perform in this provincial exam..."

"I envy him a little." Emperor Chen looked outside the palace and said, "Thousands of years later, people may remember him for these poems, but they may not remember me..."

Wei Jian hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty is as wise and brave as the Tang and Song dynasties. It is because of the prosperity under your rule that there are talents like Tang Jieyuan. People will naturally remember your majesty..."

"Forget it, I can't even take care of things before my death, how can I take care of things after my death..." Emperor Chen waved his hand and asked, "How is the health of Concubine Shu, is it better?"

Wei Jian bowed and said, "Your Majesty, don't worry, the imperial physician went to see her yesterday and said that Concubine Shu's illness is not serious. She will be fine after taking a few doses of medicine and resting for a few days..."

"That's good." Emperor Chen nodded and said, "Accompany me to see Concubine Shu."

Wei Jian raised his head and said loudly, "Your Majesty, get going!"

Tang Family

The woman named Tang Shui quietly walked into a courtyard, closed the gate, walked quickly into a room, looked at the woman in the room, and said happily: "Aunt, I found him again."

"Aunt, you can't guess what happened last night." The woman held her hand and said: "In a few days, everyone in the capital will know his name... Humph, those people outside actually said he was a poetry madman, they are all jealous!"

The woman held her hand and asked hurriedly: "What happened last night?"

Tang Shui smiled and said: "Last night at the Lantern Festival Poetry Meeting in Tianranju..."

She shook her head with some regret and said: "If I had known, I would have gone to Tianranju last night, but it doesn't matter, I have already found out clearly that he lives in Hongxiu Pavilion. No wonder I couldn't find him after searching all the inns in the capital."

After listening to him, the woman's face showed a trace of relief, but more of worry.

She looked at the young woman in front of her and said, "Shui'er, I want to ask you a favor."

The woman knew what she was thinking and nodded, "Don't worry, little girl, I won't bother him, and I won't let anyone bully him..."

...

Xiao Jue didn't bother him in the morning, and Li Tianlan stayed in his room for an hour before leaving.

Tang Ning went downstairs and saw a waiter from Hongxiu Pavilion carrying a bag, as if he was going out, and Manager Xu was telling him something.

"Where are you going?" Tang Ning asked casually.

Manager Xu smiled and said, "He has something to do in Lingzhou."

Tang Ning was stunned and said, "It's just right, help me take a letter back and send it to County Magistrate Zhong's house..."