Only a few steps away, Mr. Su knocked on the door of his house, and it was a small servant who opened the door, probably the servants in Mr. Su's courtyard.

As he walked, Mr. Su asked, "When did the new one in the alley arrive?"

"It's probably not noon yet, and the one in the alley is very domineering!"

"Oh, how do you say?" Mr. Su was interested for a while, and after seeing the ordinary-looking young man in the palace, and seeing the little girl named Li Shuangshuang again, he himself seemed to be a little curious. He used to ignore these things, but today he doesn't know why, maybe he is used to seeing those disgusting faces in the palace, and these people in the market make him feel particularly kind.

"Earlier, when moving in the courtyard next door, four carriages were crossed on the street, and people couldn't pass on the street for a while, Jin Qiming stepped forward to theorize, but was thrown into the Qinhuai River by that family unreasonably in public!"

"Oh? Is that the case?" Mr. Su tilted his head and smiled.

"How can the gentleman still laugh, living in an alley with such a family, something will inevitably happen in the future, if that strong man is rude, won't we have to go to the river for a while!"

"If you go, you will go, by the way, how can Jin Qiming give up?"

"Naturally not, after all, he is a talent, and he may be in a hurry to participate in the Twelve Qingfang banquet today, so he doesn't care, in a few days, I'm afraid I'll get into trouble!"

"I'm really looking forward to it! A few days later, if Jin Qiming comes, he will call me out to take a look. Mr. Su smiled for a while, which really made the young servant scratch his head.

The old gentleman is not like this on weekdays, what is the matter today, how can he be like an ordinary little old man, and he also likes to watch the excitement?

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With Mr. Su leaving Xingqing Palace, the matter of the Eighth Emperor's apprenticeship seems to be over, and everyone understands that Mr. Su will not accept the Eighth Emperor as an apprentice, although he did not refuse on the surface, but if the Eighth Prince is smarter, he will not ask the old emperor to issue an edict.

It is said that the royal family is ruthless, and it is even more ruthless to the world, the Southern Tang Dynasty is the world of the Li family, even if Mr. Su is a great Confucian and respected by tens of millions of students, but if he angers the royal family, an edict, whether it is dead or alive, who knows?

The old emperor is now leaning on the dragon chair at will, gently rubbing the jade wrench finger in his hand, it has been a long time since Mr. Su went out, and the old emperor has maintained this state for a long time, Li Jing knows that he can't blame Mr. Su, let alone blame Mr. Su because Mr. Su casually found an excuse and didn't accept the old man as a student.

The eighth prince has been closed for a long time, sitting in the middle of the seat, his expression is very low, he felt frustrated for the first time, it turned out that frustration is this feeling, he hates this feeling, he saw the silence of his father, and also saw the disapproval on the faces of other nobles, as if this matter was destined to fail.

"Father, it's time to go to the moon!" The third prince stood up and reminded.

The old emperor came back to his senses, raised his eyes slightly, saw the gazes of everyone together, and turned to say, "Yes! It's time to worship the moon, Mid-Autumn Festival, after all, it's a good day. ”

The old emperor, supported by the imperial concubine, slowly got up............

The Mid-Autumn Festival moon worship in the Southern Tang Dynasty is actually not a very grand thing, and even the Ministry of Rites does not take it seriously, but only requires the emperor to ascend to the heights to burn incense and sacrifice to the sky, recite prayers, etiquette or something, the requirements are not very strict.

The second floor of Xingqing Palace is a place to worship the moon, now the old emperor holds a pillar of incense, after three worships and nine knocks, he looks a little tired, he got up with the support of the imperial concubine, waved his hand at will, and summoned Li Jing, the king of Yan, to come to him.

"Jing Sui, I'm tired, tonight's banquet will be handed over to you, I'll go back and rest first!" The old emperor took King Yan's hand and please.

"The younger brother is naturally dedicated, the royal brother doesn't have to worry!" King Yan responded.

After that, the old emperor left, and did not leave anything for everyone, as in previous years, it was King Yan who presided over the overall situation, and the emperor just came out to show his face and drink a few glasses of wine.

After all, at Nuo's age, the body is easy to be tired, and it is normal to not be able to stay up, if it is really because of this, and the body is tired, it is called a big worthlessness.

"Don't be too anxious, let's talk about the matter of finding a teacher in a few days!" When the old emperor passed by the eighth prince, he patted him on the shoulder.

"Got it, Father!"

"It's good to know, drink less wine at the banquet, don't hurt your body!" The old emperor said that, under the leadership of the palace people, he slowly left Xingqing Palace, without letting the nobles in the hall know.

The old emperor knows the character of the old eight, after all, he is his youngest son, like his young self, and extremely favored, he has rewarded what he wants since he was a child, and he has never encountered any setbacks.

The banquet was as usual, a night of singing, King Yan presided over, nothing went wrong, during the banquet, the old emperor did not appear again, but just claimed that he was tired, and went back to rest first.

Everyone is as usual, this Mid-Autumn Festival night is a sleepless night, and with the emperor's favor, he has the opportunity to come to this Xingqing Palace, even if he is tired, he must hold on.

It's just that the eighth prince failed to apprentice, and he lost face in Xingqing Palace, and after tonight, it will spread all over the streets and alleys of Jinling.

The palace is already full of fun, the twelve Qingfang of the Qinhuai River has just begun, and tonight, it is destined to be sleepless.

It is said that these twelve Qingfang are not the Qinglou in the day, the top cards of this Qingfang are all good women, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting dare not say that they are proficient in everything, but they are probably not bad, and these women in the boat are not falling into the romance, and they are very elegant.

Twelve Qingfang will also compete for the top tonight, competing for poetry, and a total of 36 talents from Jinling were invited to taste together, and the most rewarded is this year's leader.

Among them, Yun Qingfang's Chen Yuanyuan girl has the highest voice, and she is also a popular candidate to win the top spot this year.

There are many rumors in the market that Chen Yuanyuan is the concubine of King Yan, but these are some groundless things, chasing the wind and catching shadows, people who have seen Chen Yuanyuan have praised his elegance, like a god in the sky, someone once spent a lot of money just to play a game of chess with Chen Yuanyuan, after that person played, he went crazy, I don't know how crazy, which added mystery to Chen Yuanyuan, so that countless people flocked to it.

This year, Qingpingfang Zhang Xiaoshan girl also has a lot of suitors, Zhang Xiaoshan has suddenly risen in recent years, no one knows the main family behind her, the most amazing thing is that Zhang Xiaoshan has a lot of works in recent years, there are three or four hundred, some people are extremely poor all their lives, and there are not many of them. She writes lyrics very casually, seeing flowers are flowers, and looking at clouds is clouds. Those extremely ordinary things seem to come to life in her pen, and now, what has been circulating in the world for a long time is Zhang Xiaoshan's collection of words, which has been sold out of stock in Jinling, and it is difficult to find a copy for 100 gold.

This year, Zhang Xiaoshan is of course also a strong contender for the leader, I heard that some talented people admire Zhang Xiaoshan very much this year, and have already decided that Zhang Xiaoshan is the leader.

On the bank of the Qinhuai River, visitors are like weaving, the twelve Qingfang are coherent for dozens of zhang, and the talented and beautiful woman stands on the riverside, composing poems to the moon.

The night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, with the moon as a poem, it is understandable, for thousands of years, the moon is also the most common theme, far away, it is said that the Tang Dynasty poet Zhang Jiuling said "the moon is born on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time." It has caused countless people to reverie non-stop. Li Taibai, who is known as the poet immortal, once had a good sentence in the world of "a pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date, raising a glass to invite the bright moon, and becoming a trio of shadows", and there is also a later person Bai Lotian "Where is the northwest looking hometown, and the southeast is seeing the moon a few times." ”

To the present day, there are no outstanding poets, but the word has gradually become popular, the poem is not five words or seven words, pay attention to rhyme, "to the gentleman Yao Shun, and then make the customs pure", is an important pursuit of ancient literati to write poetry and composition, and contemporary poetry, that is, "words" is not so strict requirements. Each sentence can be three words, or seven words, of course, it can also be more, and there is no strict norm, which has also created a large number of folk "word people" competing to emerge, taking Zhang Xiaoshan as an example, there are a lot of works, and the words are also careless, as long as the literate people can understand the meaning of her words.

Contemporary Confucianism is the old man who has experienced the Tang Dynasty, in their time, Tang poetry is prosperous, Li Taibai's achievements, Bai Letian's romance, poetry is the best thing, and in contemporary times, the war continues, the market is hooked and the fence is broken, and the lyricist appears, but the Confucianism is probably looked down upon, they think it is not a good thing.