Readers are like this, most of them still have to be faced.

And they are generally thin-skinned.

I was preparing to watch the excitement before, although I didn't say anything to look down on Dusk, but I must have thought so in my heart, and now as soon as Dusk's lime chant came out, most people felt that they had been slapped in the face.

I always feel like I'm being seen as a joke, so I'm sitting on pins and needles.

For a while, everyone said goodbye and left.

Shang Bao Sicheng, who was in charge of the record, picked up his pen and asked, "Commander Huang, what is the name of this poem?" ”

Dusk wanted to get a tall name.

After thinking about it, this is contrary to the simple literary style, and it is better to use the original name, and said with a smile: "Lime Yin." ”

That's the punch it gives people.

See the magic in the decay.

Shang Bao Sicheng took a pen and recorded it, got up, and saluted, "Farewell, if Huang commands a large number of adults, he will come to the door to apologize for his sins one day." ”

Hurried away.

In the blink of an eye, there were few people living in seclusion.

No one even wants to watch "Qingming Riverside Picture" again.

Seeing that the two imperial doctors were about to leave because of embarrassment, Dusk hurriedly asked them to stay, a rare opportunity, since they met today, they should leave the imperial doctors behind, and discuss whether they can spend a lot of money to get the antibiotics out.

The poems will disperse early.

When Shang Bao Sicheng left the star seclusion, he was still in Shenshi, and all the yamen departments were on duty, Shang Bao Sicheng hesitated, so he rolled up the rice paper in his hand and went straight to Ouchi.

Report all the way.

Zhu Di has nothing to do today, under his instruction, Shang Baosi asked for leave collectively, and all kinds of important seals were placed in the Qianqing Palace, but he really didn't have anything to do - most of the things were done by the cabinet.

I simply took a map of the north and carefully studied how to clean up Mobei.

The Tatars are definitely going to fight first.

And then Uryanha.

And then Warat.

It's easy to fight Tatar, but it's a bit troublesome to fight Uliangha, and it may be necessary for Nu'er to get Yizha to send troops to cooperate, and adopt a double-line flank attack strategy.

Once the Tatars and Uliangha were defeated, there was no way out for Warat.

Good to clean up.

However, it is necessary to beware of the alliance between the Tatars, the Varat and the Uryanha, so we have to find a way to divide them, and the specific operation method can be to seal the leaders of the Varat and the Uryanha when attacking the Tartars to achieve the paralyzing effect.

While thinking about it, the waiter came to report that Shang Bao Si Cheng asked to see him.

Zhu Di smiled and put down the album in his hand, "Xuan." ”

Shang Bao Sicheng originally told him to participate in Yuan Zhongche's poetry meeting, one was to supervise the courtiers, and the other was that Zhu Di also wanted to know what means Dusk used to get the Qingming Riverside Map from Yuan Zhongche.

Somewhat puzzled.

The poetry meeting dispersed so early, and the poetry meeting of the readers, after drinking this wine, it would not end until dark.

Did something happen.

After Shang Baosi entered, Zhu Di motioned for him to get up and asked, "What's the matter, the poetry meeting is not finished, why did it clean up so early, the wine I gave is not good?" ”

Shang Bao Sicheng immediately said that the process of the poetry meeting was like this.

When Zhu Di heard that Wang Shecheng was embarrassed by the dusk, his heart moved faintly, it is said that Wang Jiancheng, as an official of the Qin Heavenly Prison, has no direct conflict of interest with the dusk, how can he embarrass the dusk in front of the public.

Could it be that Wang Jiancheng is also the person of the King of Han or the King of Zhao?

There is such a possibility.

It doesn't hurt either.

A mere Qintianjian official, even if he is a Qintianjian official, he can't think of such a major family and country matter, so he has to toss it - these days, it is really not easy to cultivate some Qintianjian officials.

The key is that few people are willing to go to Qintianjian, and going to Qintianjian means that their ancestors have to be trapped in Qintianjian for generations.

"How did you deal with dusk?" he asked. ”

With Zhu Di's understanding of Dusk, since he ascended the throne, Dusk basically hasn't read much books, maybe he has read it for a while before the imperial examination in the second year of Yongle, but you must know that Li Mao is a scholar of the imperial examination in the second year of Yongle, and it is still difficult to overwhelm Li Mao in the half of Dusk.

Therefore, there is a high probability that dusk will escape.

Shang Bao Sicheng said this again, Zhu Di was surprised, "He dared to bite the bullet?" ”

Asked, "What about Li Mao's poems?" ”

Shang Bao Si Cheng immediately offered.

Zhu Di looked at it and nodded secretly, "Yes, I have some talent." ”

This is simply in the emperor's heart.

In the future, as long as there is a slight opportunity, Zhu Di can think of Li Mao, then this Yongle two-year imperial examination jinshi will most likely rise to the top and officially walk on the broad road of official career.

So that's the benefit of the poetry club.

Liu Moxie, a female talent who died in the afterglow of the Jing Disaster before, also came into Zhu Yuanzhang's sight through the poetry club, otherwise how could she get the gift of a female talent.

Li Mao probably didn't expect that he would become the biggest winner of this poetry meeting.

Putting down Li Mao's poems, Zhu Di asked Shang Bao Sicheng, "Have you ever recorded the poems of dusk?" ”

I guess it can't be compared.

Li Mao's poem is really okay.

Shang Bao Sicheng didn't dare to say anything, and hurriedly handed the recorded "Lime Yin" to Zhu Di.

Zhu Di took a look and saw the three words of lime.

Laughing.

That's it?

What kind of lime has a writing head, you don't really think that you can write a masterpiece like "The Charcoal Seller", that's Bai Juyi, you can't catch up with reading for another twenty years at dusk.

The talent gap is there.

After reading two sentences, I shook my head secretly, I can't compare, the text is too simple, and there is nothing brilliant about it.

Read on.

Zhu Di froze.

Don't be afraid of broken bones, you have to leave your innocence in the world.

Strictly speaking, this is also realistic.

Lime was originally meant to be broken before use, and then left a piece of white, so on the surface, these two sentences still describe the use process of lime and its effect.

But that's not all.

This feeling, Zhu Di is like walking on a deserted vine path first, not seeing the slightest vitality, just endless mediocrity, and then suddenly, a high mountain appeared in front of him, and there was a waterfall falling from the sky between the mountains.

Coming on, knocking on people's hearts.

Write about things and words.

This is the purpose of poetry.

Well dusk did it.

And it is to see magic in the place of decay, and thunder in the place of silence.

The simple two sentences are realistic, but they heartily dissect the heart of the dusk, and the naked clothes without the slightest concealment are in front of the world, and they appear frankly in front of Zhu Di's eyes.

Don't be afraid of broken bones, you have to leave your innocence in the world.

Where is this lime.

This is clearly the spirit of a minister who is willing to dedicate himself to the great tomorrow, for the country, for the people of the world, and is not afraid of danger, but also to leave a clean and prosperous world.

For this, he did not hesitate to break his bones!

What a heart and mind this is, and what a majestic spirit this is.

Zhu Di was deeply shocked.

He thought he knew dusk, but after seeing this poem, he found that he still knew too little about dusk, and dusk had such a great original intention and ambition in his heart.

Zhu Di got up with emotion, laughed and said: "A good one wants to leave his innocence in the world!" ”

I love it!

This poem is written about himself at dusk, but Zhu Di feels that this is not writing about himself, isn't this exactly what he thought after the martyrdom.

I and Twilight are the same kind of people!