Mohist Tang

When the white clothed scribe saw this, he couldn’t help but smiled excitedly, moved towards everyone to ask for an expert in the literary world, and left.

However, what was unexpected was the white clothed scribe. After leaving the Zheng Family Peony Garden, he turned left and turned right and saw no one on the left and right. He quietly came to Luoyang County Office.

“Meet the lord!” Surprisingly, the person whom the white clothed scholar saw was Luoyang Ling Zhou Hongde, could it be that the literary expert he was talking about turned out to be him.

“You have done what you have done!” Zhou Hongde expressionlessly said.

The white clothed scribes bowed nodded and said: “Returning to my lord, Zheng Chang was really uninspired. He has invited people from Shilin to hold a peony poem meeting, ready to save his face and regain a city.”

“Good job!”

Zhou Hongde was only expression moved, nodded satisfied.

If everyone knows that the white clothed scribe who took the lead in fighting the injustice just now was filled with indignation, it turned out to be the support of Luoyang Ling, I am afraid that everyone will startled.

The white clothed scribe hesitated and said: “There is something about this small official, please let me know.”

“Say it!” Zhou Hongde said in a good mood.

The white clothed scholar seriously said: “Everyone knows that Mohist Family Son is unique in poetry. In this way, I have waited for Luoyang Shilin to invite humiliation to oneself. I don’t know why the county lord wants to promote this. Things.”

Zhou Hongde proudly said: “inviting humiliation to oneself? Do you know how valuable a poem by Mohist Family Son is. Crane Tower has been abandoned for many years, but it was named shakes because of a poem by Mohist Family Son. The whole world, now the Luoyang Peony Festival is like the sun at high noon, but it is only limited to Luoyang. Once the famous poems and masterpieces come out, it must be spread all over the world, the influence of the Peony Festival requested by the official As for the literati, its no harm who wins and loses. As long as there is a masterpiece to benefit Luoyang.”

The white clothed scribes came to light, nodded and said: “The adults are wise.”

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So, as long as two parties are competing, no matter which side has a good work, Luoyang City will benefit in the end. This will be good for the peony and Luoyang City.

The former Zhou Hongde was also a passionate literati, but now he is a typical politician after immersing himself in the eunuch for decades. In his mind, only political achievements are the most real.

Today’s Mohist Family Son is now the Prince Consort, and his status is no longer inferior to him. He naturally forced Mohist Family Son to write poems for Peony. For the present, he can only rely on the bait of Zheng Chang , To induce Mohist Family Son to take action. As for who wins and who loses, he doesn’t care at all.

“Students know how to do it.” The white clothed scribe nodded and said, arched away.

Zhou Hongde got up and came to a peony in the courtyard. This peony has luxuriant branches and blooming flowers. It is a rare treasure and his favorite thing.

“Come, according to the Agricultural School of Thought peony transplantation secret technique, transplant this peony into the Princess Garden.” Zhou Hongde ordered.

Master came in a hurry and was shocked when he saw it, “Dongweng, this is your favorite treasure, how can it be easily given out.”

Zhou Hongde suddenly revealed a mysterious said. with a smile: “How can the official value one’s own old broom in such a grand event as the peony flower fair? If the official wants to see it, he can naturally go to the princess garden to see it. Under the cultivation of Hu Daonong, this peony may be President The potential is better.”

“Dong Weng Yingming!” After all the thoughts of the master, he ordered people to transplant this peony.

On the second day, Zheng Chang and the others’ peony poem meeting finally began. Almost all the literati in Luoyang City were moved by the wind. For a while, it directly became a major event in the Luoyang literary world. Good poems come out.

With the reputation of the Peony Poetry Club, the flow of people to Zheng Family Peony Garden has increased rapidly. Although there are not as many people as the Princess Garden, it is much better than before.

Even if some seniors in the literary world hold their own status, or are unwilling to participate for fear of damaging their reputation, and can not withstand the painful pleading, they have to agree to write poetry. As for the younger generation, they are going to battle and thinking hard, but There are many people and great power, and from time to time there are masterpieces appearing, and Luoyang City immediately blasted and became famous.

However, as the Peony Poetry Club was in full swing, Zheng Chang and the others endlessly afraid Mohist Family Son did not move. They ignored the expectations of ordinary people and accompanied Princess Changle all day long. Peony, or Modulation perfume, warm fragrant nephrite is in my arms, romantic couple’s world is living well.

“Mohist Family Son has not yet reacted!” Seeing that the peony meeting has passed halfway, Zheng Chang’s peony poem meeting has produced several excellent works.

However, Mohist Family Son, a well-known poet in the world of poetry, did not pass the poems, which could not help disappointing many who were preparing to watch the excitement. Even Zheng Chang and the others did not know whether they should be happy or not. Lost.

Even Zhou Hongde was puzzled. He was ready for the ring, but Mohist Family Son didnt take the bait, and Zheng Chang and the others didnt dare to flirt Mohist Family Son easily, just shut it down. Getting up is for entertaining, adding to the reputation of Zheng Family’s private peony garden.

As a result, the two sides have formed a situation where everyone minds their own business. Zheng Chang and the others are naturally happy to do so.

Although Zhou Hongde was a little disappointed, he could only recognize the popularity of the steadily increasing Peony Fair.

It’s night!

After a while, Princess Changle slumped into Mo Duns arms with breathlessness. It was to respond to the poem when the waiter lifted up the weak, the first is the new Cheng Enze.

“I heard that the peony poem meeting held by the Luoyang literary circle at the invitation of Zheng Chang is huge. Is Husband too technical!” Princess Changle naughty drew circles on Mo Dun’s chest, faint smile Tao.

The boiling peony poems will naturally be heard in the ears of Mo Dun and Princess Changle. Princess Changle knows the tradition of Mo Duns poems if they disagree, and cant help but probed.

Mo Dun shook his head and said, “Madam praised your Husband too much. I wrote Sinon because I felt it. How can I just open my mouth? We just arrived in Luoyang, how can we write in a moment? Its a great masterpiece.”

Princess Changle doesnt believe in Mo Duns nonsense, so she cant help her eyes drifting, she whites her eyes and said: “The poetry of dignified Mohist Family Son is well known in the world, how can there be modesty Time.”

She is also a person who loves poetry. Naturally, she knows that poems are written by inspiration. Forcibly spliced poems will only laugh and be generous, but it is just ordinary people waiting. She opened her mouth upstairs, and she couldn’t help but indulge in the beautiful scenery.

“Being a husband is not humble, you think those poems are like Dabai dishes, yes everywhere!” Mo Dun said with a smile.

“Dabai dish!” Princess Changle was puzzled. She didn’t know the name of the dish.

Mo Dun concealed: “This is the latest winter vegetable developed by Mohist Family. The yield is extremely high. Once it succeeds, the world will no longer have to worry about winter vegetables.”

Princess Changle to Did not delve into this point, but regretted: “Even if it is not a masterpiece, if the Husband has poems out, it will definitely make the Peony Flower Club more famous.”

The Peony Flower Club is The best memories of her and Mo Dun, she naturally wanted to be perfect.

Mo Dun shook his head and lost said with a smile: “Lady is too impatient. Peony blossoms every year. As long as Luoyang regularly organizes peony poems and invites students from all over the world to participate, there will be countless great poems in the future. The reputation of the Peony Flower Fair will surely circulate forever, and it will flourish every year. Our honeymoon journey will definitely be circulated in Luoyang forever.”

Princess Changle dare not nodded and said: “Yes, its just these Luoyang scholars. Lin Ye is really terrible. Compared with Husband’s poem, it is simply worlds apart.”

Mo Dun hearing this, his face solemnly said: “That’s why Husband can’t overtake me, you have to know We can’t just leave alone. There are still many industries in Mohist Village in Luoyang. Luoyang Shilin is the local tyrant of Luoyang City. Since there is no invitation to be a husband, we naturally don’t want to let the husband participate. If the husband takes the initiative to go Going up, I am afraid it would be too offensive. If I rashly offend so many people in Luoyang, I am afraid that Mohist Village unable to move a single step!”

“They dare, I am here… “Princess Changle hearing this angrily said.

Mo Dun stretched out his hand to cover Princess Changles mouth and said: “You are a princess. Being a husband will naturally not let you be born into such annoying things, but marrying you for your husband is not for The status and power of your princess is about marrying you. Even if you are an ordinary person, your husband promises to make you happy like a princess.”

Princess Changle was immediately moved. Buried in Mo Dun’s arms, his face blushed and said: “The concubine body doesn’t mean that, but I regret not hearing Husband’s poems.”

Mo Dun suddenly said with bad news. a smile: “You want to listen to poems. It’s very simple. I’m sending you a poem for your husband’s sudden feelings, so I will recite poems for you…”

When Princess Changle sees this, I dont know where Mo Dun has it again. A few crooked poems and poems on the wedding night made her blush when she thought of it.

Mo Dun laughed and said: “This time is different, this time is a good poem.”

Princess Changle gave Mo Dun a dubious look, but finally did not endure the poem. The temptation, I couldn’t help but raise his ears,

“The moonlight in front of the bed…” Mo Dun opened his mouth.

“You still say it’s a good poem?…” Princess Changle couldn’t help but shy before listening to a poem.

Mo Dun haha smiled, and then dropped the red tent again. The bright moonlight fell in front of the window, which happened to shine on the two pairs of one big and one small shoes under the bed.