If you don't believe it, you can listen to the cheers outside. \。 ǒm//", Su Yuexiang smiled, confirming her words, and there was really a burst of passionate cheers outside the color shed.

"Champion Feng Jing ......." The sound resounded in the sky and reverberated endlessly, which made Su Yuexiang surprised, and hurriedly beckoned the girl outside to come in and ask what was going on.

"The new science and technology scholars are full of poetry, and I don't know who proposed to let the champion son compose poems in public to remember today's event." The girl pursed her lips and smiled: "It seems that there are still people who propose that not only the champion, but also all those who are in the first place must write poems and lyrics, otherwise they will be punished for drinking." ”

"Well, that's the norm, not surprising." Su Yuexiang said, waved her hand indifferently to let the girl retreat, turned around and was about to talk to Bai Jinyu, but found that she seemed to be in a trance, and glanced out from time to time, and suddenly understood her thoughts, and naturally felt a little annoyed in her heart, coughed lightly, and smiled: "Yu'er." ”

Blinking her eyes as bright as water, Bai Jinyu said, "Auntie, what's the matter?" ”

"Now that the show is over, there's nothing left for us to do.

The slender hand gently stroked the green silk cloud hair floating in front of her forehead, and the charming Su Yuexiang smiled: "Why don't you go back?" It seemed to ask Bai Jinyu what he meant, but his tone was very affirmative.

"Auntie, aren't we fathers?" The black and white pupils flickered, and Bai Jinyu said softly: "It's not too late to leave with my father after the Qionglin banquet is over." ”

"That'...... It's good. After thinking carefully for a moment, seeing the expectant look on Bai Jin's face, Su Yuexiang reluctantly agreed, but she was a little reluctant in her heart.

"Thank you, Auntie." Bai Jinyu said happily, her lips blooming with a bright smile.

Inside the Jinming Pond Water Heart Palace. The emperor and queen sit high in chief. More than three officials and relatives of the emperor sit on both sides of the palace closest to the emperor. The other courtiers sat on a mahogany table in the middle of the corridor, surrounded by a cyan tablecloth. Comes with a black lacquered stool. Pigs, sheep, chickens, rabbits, and geese are placed in front of each person. as well as ingredients such as green onions, garlic, vinegar, etc. And a jug of fine wine.

High-ranking officials and ministers and relatives of the emperor touched the emperor. Certainly not as restrictive as others. While watching the beautiful women dancing in the hall, they tasted a little wine. It's so pleasant. However, some people were not paying attention to it, and when they looked through the hollow fence hole in the hall, they looked in the direction of Qionglin Garden. There seems to be something waiting for you.

"I wonder what's going on outside?" I took a drink of pure brew. Zhao Zhen already had a hint of ruddy on his face, and his eyes seemed to be a little confused. opened his mouth and smiled: "Presumably among the secretaries." There are also people who are anxious. ”

There are dignitaries and dignitaries at the bottom. There are many people who show embarrassed smiles, and they are the most top-notch people in the Great Song Dynasty. There are still some people who can't let go of the list of sub-scholars to catch their sons-in-law. I had to take advantage of this rare opportunity. I'm drinking and having fun here. Secretly, he sent people to the Qionglin Banquet to search for suitable targets. Anyway, only three days have passed, and someone is the first to get engaged. As long as there is no Ming media, the etiquette of the marriage is confident, so that both parties can change their minds. So sooner or later, sooner or later, there is no difference at all for the magnates.

"If Your Majesty wants to know. Send someone out to find out. Wen Yanbo chuckled and said with a chuckle, for some people, the plan is clear. But it's all up to you. He also didn't want to interfere. And there is no reason to interfere.

"I don't know if the new and first jinshi are satisfied with this feast. Benefit. You go and see the situation in the interior of the lower garden. Zhao Zhen commanded with a smile. Don't hide your feelings. As the Son of Heaven. National affairs cannot be left to chance. I had to do whatever I wanted in the little things.

The emperor's order, Zhang Ruoshui naturally did not dare to slack off, immediately after the salute hurried out, only to walk out for a moment, but saw him hurriedly walked in, but there was a smile on his face, not waiting for Zhao Zhen to ask, Zhang Ruoshui had already said respectfully: "Your Majesty, the Jinshi in the garden raised a glass and drank freely, very cheerful and happy, and Yaxing was flourishing, and he was learning poetry." ”

"It's so good to learn poetry." Zhao Zhen's eyes lit up, and he was a little happy.

If the Song Dynasty implemented the national policy of emphasizing literature and suppressing military force in order to consolidate the regime, then in addition, the emperors of the past dynasties also liked to read by nature, when Song Taizong marched to war, every time he broke through the city, he must first collect ancient books to see it, and after ascending the throne, he still did not change his original intention, and Zhenzong was affected, and it was also better than learning martial arts, and Renzong Zhao Zhen obviously inherited his ancestors and father's hobbies, and had his own unique views on poetry and songs, and he also had a merit, the first pioneering "Analects", "Mencius", "University", "The Mean" Taken together, the four scriptures were called the Four Books and became the textbooks of official learning, and it was from that time that the term "Four Books" appeared.

"In that case, have you ever brought back their poems?" Wen Yanbo asked with interest.

"Don't dare to remind Lao Wenxiang." Zhang Ruoshui smiled and took out a roll of silk paper from his sleeve, and said respectfully: "My subordinates have brought back the poems composed by Sanjia Ding for Your Majesty's holy reading." ”

There is a saying called the three-legged tripod, the top three tripod is also the champion, the list eye, the other name of the flower, can be among the top three among thousands of lifters, naturally attract the attention of the world, feel that with the symbol of power of the tripod, in order to describe its glory.

"Nope

Zhao Zhen smiled and waved his hand: "You can chant in public." ”

"Your subordinates obey." Saluting slightly, Zhang Ruoshui smiled, gently unfolded the paper scroll, groaned, quietly looked around, and saw that everyone's attention was on him, he was a little proud in his heart, smiled, and recited aloud: "The poem cloud written by the champion Feng Jing, the holy lord Linxuan Shi is sleeved, and the Qujiang flower bottom banquet is full of sages." The sun and the moon are shining in the nine days, and the heroes from all over the world see the wide extension. To the king, Shun should not stop the sect. From now on, Caolai worries about the country, remember the first chapter of the cloud chapter. ”

"It's a wonderful poem." As soon as the words fell, the magnates applauded one after another, nonsense, comparing the emperor to the holy lord, the king of ancient Yao Shun, who dared to say it badly.

"That is the grace of the ancestors, how can it be my credit." Zhao Zhen was humble, his eyes were full of smiles that could not be concealed, and his heart was also a little self-absorbed.

"He is worthy of being the champion of today's department, and at this time of celebration, he has not forgotten his ambition to worry about the country." The beautiful moth eyebrows wrinkled imperceptibly, and the silent Empress Cao lightly opened her red lips and said: "If everyone has this heart, why can't the world achieve the rule of three generations, and Your Majesty can also be as famous as Yao Shun Holy Monarch." ”

The implication is that now Zhao Zhen does not have this qualification to be compared with Yao Shun, not only did the arrogant white sycophants come back to their senses and shut up one after another, but even Zhao Zhen's face showed a slight embarrassment.

With a hint of appreciation in his eyes, Wen Yan came out to relieve the siege and said: "What the queen said is extremely true, in her position and seeking her own government, the champion still knows it, but I don't know what about the list of eyes." ”

Ruoshui, who was observant of words and expressions, could not know, and hurriedly continued to recite loudly: "Bangyan Shen said...... Hundred worship songs are shining every day, and the only way to repay the king is to have this heart. ”

It seems that no one is stupid, knowing the poems he wrote in the forest banquet, the emperor must know, at this time he is not loyal to when, at this time the magnates have learned to be obedient, and they dare not slap the horse openly, but they desperately praise how good this poem is, how wonderful, how the facts match, and it can be regarded as indirect flattery to the emperor, Zhao Zhen naturally knows it, and he doesn't care at all on the surface, but he listens to it with a smile.

Then Zhang Ruoshui recited the poems of the Tanhua Gongpu, and everyone complimented them according to the convention, and even the upright courtiers admitted that aside from the flattery in the poems of the three people, these three poems do vividly describe the situation of the Qionglin banquet and the author's own mood, which is really a superb work.

"Yizhi, just these three poems?" Zhao Zhen seems to be unfinished, and he thinks about it, no one is too good to say.

"That is, the person who wrote about the people in Yanxiao Yujing a few days ago can write poems?" Emperor Chrysostom immediately received a response from the officials below, but this sentence seemed to be said by Song Qi.

"Zhang Dage, can there be Chu Jinshi's poems?" Glancing at Song Qi, Wen Yanbo smiled slightly, his attitude was a little polite.

The big pavilion is the title of the high-level eunuch in the palace, not to mention that the level is not enough, Wen Yanbo's attitude alone makes Zhang Ruoshui a little flattered, you must know that it is now the Renzong Dynasty, but not Huizong, the status of the inner servant is not high, it can be said that he is despised by the courtiers, and it is not surprising that Zhang Ruoshui has such an idea.

While his heart was warm, Zhang Ruoshui hurriedly saluted and said: "Back to Wenxiang, when I went out just now, I didn't see Chu Jinshi composing poems, so I only brought back these three poems." ”

"Now it's his turn, too." Song Qi's voice sounded: "Zhang Yizhi, you go and get his poems." ”

The arrogant attitude, and the contempt was not disguised, which made Zhang Ruoshui secretly hate, but his face was silent, and he retreated to Zhao Zhen's side, he was a close attendant, there was no emperor's will, and he did not have to obey the orders of others, seeing Zhang Ruoshui's indifferent appearance, Song Qi's face sank, his eyes were slightly condensed, and he was obviously angry.

"Yizhi, go." Zhao Zhen said softly.

"Leave the door." Zhang Ruoshui saluted respectfully, didn't look at Song Qi at all, and walked straight out of the hall.

Seeing this scene, Song Qi's brother, a scholar of Jixian Palace, Tongping Zhangshi, that is, Song, who is also the prime minister, couldn't help but shake his head slightly, although the status of the internal servant is not high, and he can't be in charge of the affairs of the court, but he is often by the emperor's side, and he is still quite influential, and he has nothing to do to offend people.

"Your Majesty, who is this Chu Jinshi, all of you seem to value his poetry quite a lot." Empress Cao on the side asked softly, seemingly a little curious.

"The queen doesn't know." Zhao Zhen explained with a smile: "This Chu Jinshi is the author of Yanqiu Ci, who has been widely spread in Bianliang City recently, Chu Qian, and his poetry is also famous, but I don't know if there are masterpieces today." ”

"Chu Qian." The look of surprise flashed, and Queen Cao said softly: "Could it be that Chu Zhen who comes out of the mud but is not stained, and is clear and rippled but not demonic?" ”

"Hehe, besides him, who else can make Xiao Song look forward to it." Zhao Zhen smiled.

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