The poetry club full of books, except for the four talented women in the south of the Yangtze River, the others are all for the admiration of love letters. The font of the love poems of the love poems of the woman who can still attract the charm of the market and the young girl throwing the fruit and the car to sing the love letter make people want to stop, and I heard that the people who participate in the Confucian poetry club will send a handwritten copy, and these men and women are talented people who come one after another. In fact, a small number of real talents are not because of this reason, but purely for the purpose of competition.

During the competition, the man composed a few poems with gorgeous rhetoric, neat couplets, appropriate rhymes, long artistic conception, and timeless annotations, which can be called first-class masterpieces. Everyone carefully considered every word, which was meaningful, and they couldn't help but nod their heads in praise. A few talented men looked at the prince who was drinking, hoping to be recognized and praised. After the applause, the prince was slightly drunk, and blurted out: "When is the wind and snow, and how much do you know about firewood, rice, oil and salt." ”

When everyone heard the meaning, the hall began to fall silent, and their faces were slightly stunned, especially the plainly dressed talents, who seemed to be talking about their weakness, and lowered their heads. The talented women were very sympathetic to the talented people opposite, and the princes poked their backbones, which was very unhappy.

The love letter hugged the injustice and said: "I heard that the prince used to be a generation of writers, and today's opening of the golden mouth and jade words has benefited my generation a lot, Your Highness may wish to compose a poem, so that the Confucian scholars of the world can admire the masterpieces together." "His meaning couldn't be more obvious, if you are powerful, don't talk about other people's family background behind your back, don't you know Xiongying doesn't ask where he comes from?

Prince Zhaoming drank a glass of wine and said: "There is poetry and calligraphy in the belly, but it is not by showmanship, but by continuous practice, life can only understand what poetry is in the crawling and crawling, the so-called first hearing does not know the meaning of the poem, and then listening to the person in the poem, this is the real poetry." ”

The drunkard raised the jar, slammed the prince's wine jar with more force, and praised: "It is worthy of the prince Zhaoming, respect you!"

At first, I thought that he was relying on the identity of the prince to be a prestige, but I didn't expect to live up to the name of a master in the literary world, and everyone thought about it a little. The talented woman of the jade rose up and said: "His Royal Highness was born in the emperor's family, it is not easy to have such a feeling, I admire, I heard that His Royal Highness never stepped into the home of a cultivator, today I am fortunate to be a Confucian, if you can leave a poem to overwhelm the crowd of Confucianism, it will definitely become a good story, at that time His Royal Highness and Fu will have a laugh and laughter, so that everyone can make progress together, wouldn't it be great." ”

The prince looked at the young and slightly bold jade talented girl, and said: "The little beauty looks good, has a good voice, and speaks quite tactfully. He never cared about these sects of cultivation, so he didn't understand the meaning of "seat", he only listened to the poetry and love poetry and songs, and was the main person who guarded the holy mouth. Why not come to interest.

When the talented girl heard the prince's praise, she turned red slightly, and responded with a "yes". The prince pondered seriously for a while, and said, "Is it true that whoever wins the championship in your poetry club will be able to meet with Fu Yin Shi and talk about poetry and poetry. ”

Yaxian hurriedly said: "That's true, but it's ......" He originally said that if His Royal Highness wanted to meet Fuzai, we would arrange it.

The love letter interrupted: "However, if the poems made by His Highness are not neat and slightly flawed, then we will not be able to introduce them to you." ”

The prince stood up and said: "What the prince said is that Confucianism has always paid attention to the selection of talents and abilities, since I am here, I will definitely respect the rules, and the princes and generals will be the prime minister, except for the title, there is no difference." ”

Song Love Letter politely slapped his hands and said, "Please." ”

The slightly drunk prince untied the Lu Lu Sword, held it in his left hand, looked at it deeply with his eyes, and said heroically: "I have the Lu Lu Sword, which is worth tens of millions of gold?" He raised the Lu Lu Sword in his left hand and grasped the scabbard tightly. "Hide the box and wait for the holy order, and open it will be chaotic at night. With his right hand, he pressed the hilt of the sword, which was worth tens of millions of gold, and slowly drew the sword. "The horns are moving, and the frost and the moon are bright. "The moment it is unsheathed, the cold light is pressing, and it shines like a mirror. "Leaning on the sky to revitalize the country, and demarcating the land to take the male name. Although he did not teach cultivation in any major sect or famous teacher, he practiced fencing for a long time, and his movements were very familiar, and the sword dance seemed to carry the emotion of the country's ruin and family ruin, and his moves were no worse than that of a first-class master.

All the talented people thought: "Our Han border has been repeatedly invaded by foreign people, ruthlessly slaughtered, there are only a lot more in history, and now the country looks calm as water, but in fact it is full of holes, people's hearts are scattered, and all kinds of evil forces have eaten away at the defenseless innocent people. He grew up in the royal family, and he can still say such righteous words, this sole heir is really awe-inspiring. Everyone recalled that they were all lonely and self-appreciative, and they had no patriotic feelings at all, and they couldn't help but feel ashamed of themselves.

Everyone in the hall of the Confucian Longyuan Holy Mouth was full of praise, and the final champion was none other than Prince Zhaoming.

As soon as the drunkard heard this poem, he was very happy, and he made friends with the prince. All friendship turned into wine, and wine became the best communication between the two drunkards.

After the poetry meeting dispersed, most of the people received the long-awaited love poem copied by ecstatic love letters, and they were fascinated by the observation while on the road, and left one after another.

Yaxianji was very warm to entertain the drunken prince who had never been to Longyuan Shengkou, and took him to visit several beautiful scenery in the Water Pavilion Pavilion, where the trees were lush and the flower beds were luxuriant. Through the backyard, Yaxianji pointed to a big mountain in front of him and said, "Your Highness, there is the Holy Mouth ahead." ”

The prince was not arrogant, but nodded "oh" in a small surprise. Yaxianji asked politely: "Does Your Highness know the origin of the holy mouth?" ”

The prince shook his head and said, "I don't know, and I'm not interested in knowing, should I go to meet the literary grandmaster now." ”

Yaxian said: "According to the rules, it should be, let me lead the way for His Highness." ”

The crown prince said suddenly: "No need, the banquet held a poetry meeting for the sake of the context of my Celestial Empire, it must be extremely hard, if His Royal Highness troubles the throne again, he will be very unhappy." ”

Yaxianji thinks that the front is also a place of Confucianism, and no one can break into the prince who assassinates this literary royal family, but if the prince encounters anything unexpected in Confucianism, it will be difficult to get rid of the lack of protection. The temples of the Han Realm had a bad relationship with the cultivators, and they basically looked at each other and hated each other, offending the temples was small, and destroying the reputation of Confucianism was big.

At this moment, the four talented women of Jiangnan in green clothes came over from the corner of the courtyard, saluted the prince together, and said, "Your Highness, can you let me wait to accompany you." We have admired Confucianism for a long time, and even more so for the crown prince, I really want to be fortunate to witness the two literary masters talking and laughing together without a return date. ”

The prince said: "This is Confucianism, and it's not my Chongguang City, so you better ask the elegant seat." ”

Yaxianji smiled and said: "Why not, then His Highness has a smooth journey, and he will be lost in the next place." ”

The prince thought to himself: "You take me there, and you say that you are protecting my Quan'an, but you just want to monitor my every move, as for the four talented women, they love poetry and songs, and it is reasonable to follow me with a straight face, if I don't let them follow, Yaxian will definitely suspect me of being a thief." At that time, if you want to go into the holy mouth to explore the plan to find the dragon placenta stone, it will be easier to be discovered. ”

"Drinking friend, how can you give up on me?" A voice came from a willow tree next to him, and when everyone looked at it, it turned out to be a drunkard in egg-blue clothes, lying on a small branch, taking a nap, he turned over and patted the noble prince on the shoulder in the eyes of everyone.

The prince smiled knowingly and asked his attendant to bring two more jars of wine to drink on the way. Yaxianji said to a woman in pink: "Master Taozhuang, the safety of His Royal Highness is entrusted to you." ”

The girl Taozhuang Sakura arched her hand and said, "Please rest assured." But the peach blossoms you painted are going to be borrowed from me to watch, and I didn't have a feast on the last time you left so early. She said in a crisp voice that she began to complain a little later, just because this painter-loving Yaxian gathered outside the village to paint, and said goodbye.

Yaxian said: "If you want that "Peach Blossom Love", I will give it to you later." ”

"How embarrassing is this to steal your liking, it is better for you to sell it to me, lest others say that I am taking the sheep by the hand, and it will be disgraceful for me to return to the Valley of Hundred Flowers. My sisters would laugh at me, especially Sister Haomei. Momokoka Sakura thought for a moment, "um", and she gently patted her left shoulder with the hilt of her unique right hand saber "Peach Blossom Scorching", and her mouth pursed slightly.

Yaxian said: "My painting is a priceless treasure in my heart, how much do you sell me? Do you want to give it to you? To be honest, I can't bear it, but if this "Peach Blossom Love" is not given away, it can't show its value. In fact, this painting was made on your village, and you should not be embarrassed not to accept it. ”

It makes sense for Momoko Sakura to think about it, and the chick nodded like a peck of rice.

The talented girl shouted to a corner of the courtyard: "Ah Guang, I told you to go to the car to get the wine, but you didn't bring it." A young man dressed as Xiao Si trotted over panting with two jars in his arms, and said with a smile: "Miss, here!"

The talented girl was originally a person who was slightly dipped in spirits, so she traveled with 50 years of osmanthus brewing, which was pure and fragrant, and everyone inhaled it on the spot, and the aroma made everyone feel refreshed and unforgettable for a long time. The talented girl stepped forward to salute Prince Zhaoming, saying that she kept such a good ancient seal wine, which was really a waste, and if she didn't dislike it, she would accept it.

The prince and the drunkard are people who know wine, how could they not know that this wine is not easy to come by, and they will not refuse to send it, but just let Ah Guang take it first and drink what he has at hand. Ah Guang giggled, but his eyes kept staring at His Highness who was about to go to the Holy Mouth, and the prince glared slightly, and found that the corners of his mouth slipped a slight smile, which seemed to be contemptuous and sarcastic.

The prince asked the talented girl, "Ah Guang is a servant?"

The jade girl responded politely, "Back to Your Highness, yes." The prince asked again, "How long have you been at your house?" "The talented girl said that she was only hired into the house a year ago.

The prince didn't ask any more questions, with the drunken addiction, the four talented women of Jiangnan and a servant Ah Guang, plus the peach village cherry invited by Yaxian, the eight people walked from this straight road to the holy mouth, chatting as they went, only the prince was absent-minded, and paid attention to Ah Guang's actions from time to time.

Because by meeting friends with poetry, he went to explore the dragon fetus stone, and the prince understood that drunkardy was a drunkard known to everyone in Chongguang City for decades, not a dormant killer. And Taozhuang Sakura is a Confucian commission, and the four talented women in Jiangnan have been confirmed by Confucianism, not to mention. Only this one has only been able to become a talented girl for a year, and Ding Aguang, the personal figure next to him, is the most suspicious and enemy.

ps: These three chapters are embarrassing.

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