"Your Majesty."

At this time, Zhu Tong stood up again, "Yesterday, although Bai Taifu's opinion did not dare to agree, his analysis of the three princes of Southern Qi, the minister still heard about it and agreed very much!" ”

"Oh? I heard that Wen Taowu, the third prince of Southern Qi, was proficient in everything. But I feel that it is just a general in the Southern Qi Dynasty, and if he comes to Anguo, he will not be so prominent! ”

Saying that, he nodded to Song Baiyun, a scholar of Hallym University, "Song Jimao, the son of Song Aiqing, is known as the first genius in Beijing, and he was in the limelight in the city a few years ago, and I have also heard the poems he wrote, which is really good." I heard that in the past three years, he has been studying hard behind closed doors, and he will come back to participate in the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting this year, and it is not easy to defeat the three princes of Southern Qi? ”

Hearing this, Song Baiyun's frightened face changed greatly, and he stumbled out.

"Your Majesty! Although the dog has some reputation in Jingzhou, but the poetry of the three princes of the Southern Qi Dynasty has also been read, if compared with it, the dog has no chance of winning, and I hope Your Majesty will think twice! ”

In this kind of competition, if you lose, you are a sinner, and if you win, although you are in the limelight, you will offend the future emperor of Southern Qi, and it is not cost-effective to think about it.

What's more, the three princes of Southern Qi are not extraordinary, how can they win so well?

After hearing this, An Di's face became gloomy.

Song Baiyun rolled his eyes and said, "Your Majesty, there is a candidate for the minister, who can compete with the three princes of Southern Qi." ”

"Who?"

"Wishing the house!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes looked at Zhu Tong.

"Yes, Your Majesty! The talent of the poetry of the Zhushe people, everyone can see that the reason why the dog has been closed for three years is because the poetry will lose to the Zhushe people! If the people of Zhu Sheren compete with the three princes of Nanqi, the chances of winning will be greatly increased! ”

Emperor An pinched his chin thoughtfully, but His Highness was already talking. Who didn't know that Song Baiyun had proposed to the Zhu family for his son and was rejected, and he was suspicious, but he didn't expect to dig a pit for Zhu Tong at this time, so he couldn't jump or not.

"Thank you Scholar Song for your love and praise to Xinning."

Zhu Tong glanced at Song Baiyun expressionlessly, and said to Emperor An: "Your Majesty, although Xinning has a talent for poetry, she can't come forward this time. ”

An Di didn't speak, nodding his head and motioning for him to continue.

"Xin Ning's notice as the chief examiner of this poetry meeting has already been posted, if it is temporarily canceled because of the confrontation with the three princes of Southern Qi, it will make people say that I don't even have a man who can handle it, so I can only send a woman to come forward, isn't it a joke?"

These words were tepid, but they hit Song Baiyun in the face firmly, and his son instantly became a "can't take it" man, it can only be said that Jiang is still old and spicy, he is not Zhu Tong's opponent at all, and he retreated with a red face.

At this time, Zhu Xinning also stood up.

"If Your Majesty wants Weichen to participate in the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Meeting, Weichen will never dare to say anything!"

An Di waved his hand, Zhu Tong had already said it so clearly, where would he still be bored?

However, His Royal Highness's ministers secretly admired the father and daughter of the Zhu family, one advancing and the other retreating, with perfect cooperation.

Just when Emperor An was disappointed, Zhu Tong said again: "Your Majesty, in fact, this Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting, even if the three princes of Southern Qi participate, the ministers are not optimistic about him!" ”

An Di was overjoyed, "Oh? Are you also optimistic about Song Ki-mo? ”

"Song Gongzi's poems, the ministers don't read much, and they don't understand..."

In the blink of an eye, there was another fierce knife, Song Baiyun only felt a tightness in his chest, and his eyes became even more gloomy when he looked at Zhu Tong.

Zhu Tong didn't care, "The person the minister wants to talk about is Ah Kun's son from Yongzhou!" ”

"Ah Kun?"

Emperor An was stunned, and immediately thought of who this person was, "But the Ah Kun who wrote like a river flowing eastward?" ”

"Exactly!"

"Isn't he far away in Yongzhou?"

Emperor An also heard the words of spring water, and was shocked, according to his habits, he should have summoned Ah Kun into the palace, but Su Mochen did not return when he went out, and he had no thoughts, so this matter was delayed.

"Back to Your Majesty, he has arrived in Jingzhou, and he was still writing a lyric in Wuxian Garden last night, it just so happened that Song Jimao was competing with him yesterday and lost."

Burst!

is another knife, Song Baiyun has nothing to love.

"Oh? Are you sure? ”

An Di became interested, "What words did you write, do you wish Aiqing to know?" ”

"I heard that last night, the first Qingqiu of Qingyunmen happened to visit Wang Yingqiu, the owner of Wuxian Garden, and designated a lyric for Qingqiu Woman, as for the words, let Xinning read it!"

This kind of opportunity to perform, Zhu Tongyi gave it to his daughter Zhu Xinning without hesitation.

Zhu Xinning came out again generously, and said lightly:

"Alone in the fairy garden without words, the moon is like a hook.

Lonely Wutong deep courtyard lock Qingqiu.

The cutting is continuous, and the rationalization is still messy.

It's sorrow.

Don't have a taste in your heart. ”

Before he became an official in the court, Zhu Xinning was very fond of writing poems and lyrics, and he had seen many of them, and he had written many of them, but he did not like such a short poem as he does now.

Although I know that it was not written for her, I feel like I am in it and cannot say it when I read it!

"Good words!"

Emperor An excitedly stood up from the dragon chair and clapped his hands, "I can't imagine that the words written by this Ah Kun Gongzi are so wonderful, and the words written by a person from the North are so graceful and delicate, I really want to meet him!" By the way, will he participate in the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting this time? ”

"According to the scholars present yesterday, he himself said that he wanted to participate in the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Meeting, but this Ah Kun Gongzi is very interesting, if you don't drink spirits, you can't write a word, as long as you drink spirits, writing words is like divine help!"

"Spirits?"

An Di was stunned for a moment and said with a smile: "It's really interesting." ”

Then he said to the ministers: "In that case, what else do you Aiqing have to report?" If it's okay, then retreat! ”

He called Sui Shouren over again: "General Sui, you go out of the palace to invite Prince Ah Kun into the palace, I want to have a good chat with him!" ”

Everyone could see that since listening to Ah Kun's words, Emperor An's expression was much more relaxed, and he obviously believed that the three princes of Nanqi were not Ah Kun's opponents.

And it's no surprise that this Ah Kun son is going to be developed!

At this time, Taifu Bai Qingyuan stood up.

"Your Majesty, the minister thinks that if you let other scholars who participate in the poetry club know about treating a grass people like this, you will feel that your majesty is unfair! And who can guarantee that this Ah Kun will definitely win the three princes of Nanqi? In case His Majesty trusts him too much, but he is embarrassed and useful, wouldn't he be smiling and generous? ”

It seems that this Bai Taifu was born to raise the bar, as long as Emperor An does something, he can always raise some objections, and because his official position is too high, the Manchu Dynasty civil and military can not do anything about him.

But this does not include the protection of the country.

"The surname is white, it's not comparable, how do you know that people can't win? Besides, you are a civil official, but you can't even write half a poem that can be remembered, you tell me the truth, are you jealous of others? ”

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