Well, food and clothing**. Zhu Houzhao thought about going to see Yang Qingling, after all, she was going back tomorrow. The wedding date has not yet been set, but this princess has been decided, and it is basically a sure thing.

After breakfast, Zhu Houzhao personally went to the Dibao Printing Hall to supervise them, and of course he had to purchase a batch of fresh gadgets unique to Jingshi, commonly known as special products.

Zhu Houzhao personally went to the market to buy some and came back, if he told others to go, how to get rid of it and relieve his boredom? So you still have to do it yourself, Zhu Houzhao is only responsible for buying, and others are responsible for helping him get the goods. So, that's the joy of shopping.

The streets are bustling with people, especially in one place. That's right, it's the Green House!

Of course, there is a poetry meeting here today, so I can't think crookedly for the time being.

"Why is the green building in front of you so lively?" Zhu Houzhao said curiously, "What are you doing in the past?" ”

After a while, the guards returned.

"Your Highness, there is a poetry meeting here! It is said that Tang Yin, one of the four great talents in Jiangnan, is here! The guard said.

"Oh? Is that Tang Yin who can test the question? Zhu Houzhao thought about it and seemed to remember this person.

Because, in the thirteenth year of Hongzhi, the chief examiners of the Beijing Examination were Cheng Minzheng and Li Dongyang. Both of them are well-educated people, and the questions are very cold, and many test takers can't answer them. There are only two test papers, the answers are appropriate, and the rhetoric is elegant, Cheng Minzheng blurted out: "These two papers are determined to be made by Tang Yin and Xu Jing." "Those present heard it and heard it. At the end of the three exams, there were rumors all over the city, and it was rumored that "Xu Xu, a wealthy man in Jiangyin, obtained the test questions in advance through bribes." ”

Hu Ke gave things to Hua Chang and hurriedly impeached Cheng Min for the political question. Even Xu Jing and Tang Yin. Ming Xiaozong ordered Cheng Minzheng not to read the title and recorded the volume. Li Dongyang, a university scholar, will conduct a review with other examiners to prove that Xu and Tang are not admitted. Although the argument is unfounded, public opinion is still in an uproar. In order to calm public opinion, the Ming court wore brocade clothes and guards to interrogate him, found no evidence, and finally gave a meeting gift when Xu Jing entered Beijing and Jin to meet Cheng Minzheng; Tang Yin also used a gold coin to beg Cheng Minzheng for a letter and sent the township to test the seat of the main Liang Chu, both of whom were expelled from the official status and sent to the county government as a small official.

Cheng Minzheng dismissed the official and returned home. Hua Chang sat down and acted untruthfully, and was demoted. A big prison in the field ended the case with 50 boards each. After Cheng Minzheng returned home, he died of depression. Tang Yin was ashamed, and after returning home, the husband and wife turned against each other, negative and decadent. This is the leaking case of that year.

"Let's go, go over with the main palace and have a look!" Zhu Houzhao just wanted to walk over, but when he touched his hand, there seemed to be something missing.

"By the way, Bengong will go to the tea stall to drink a pot of tea first, and you two will go to buy a folding fan for Bengong, how can this poetry and literature be a friend?" Zhu Houzhao instructed, "Go quickly, come back quickly!" ”

"Yes, my subordinates will go!"

"Go ahead!" Zhu Houzhao walked to a tea stall and sat down and said, "A pot of Pu'er!" ”

"I'm sorry, no!"

"Let's have a pot of dragon wells!"

"I'm sorry, no!"

"Then a pot of Biluochun!"

"I'm sorry, no!"

"Then there's always a pot of hair tips, right?" Zhu Houzhao was a little impatient, what kind of tea stall is this, what do you want.

"I'm sorry, but I didn't have that!"

"You can have this, right?"

"I'm sorry officer, no!"

"And what do you have?" Zhu Houzhao said depressedly.

"There's green tea!"

"Okay, then a pot of green tea!" Zhu Hou said impatiently.

"Okay, guest officer, your pot of green tea!" Xiao Er hurriedly carried a pot of green tea and poured a cup for Zhu Houzhao by the way.

"Poof! When is this tea? Zhu Houzhao spit out after tasting it, and immediately paid the money and got up and said, "Does it take so long for these people to buy a folding fan?" ”

After a while, the two guards came back from buying fans!

"Your Highness, the fan has been bought!" The two guards were panting, could it be that they ran from the south of the city to the north of the city and then ran back again?

Zhu Houzhao took the folding fan, shook the folding fan, opened the fan surface, and then gently fanned the fan, "It's not bad!" ”

Zhu Houzhao closed the folding fan and said, "Let's go, let's take a look!" ”

In the green building, there are many people around. Today's poetry will meet friends with poems, and if this poem can be favored by the Oiran, it will naturally be invited to the room by the Oiran. For this reason, many children of rich families bought a lot of poems.

Everyone has the opportunity, as long as they boldly read the poem they wrote or make a poem on the spot, as long as the poem can move the Oiran, they can do whatever they want.

So the following is a poetry reading conference for talents from all walks of life. There are actually a few children of rich families who have come up with these eternal swan songs, which are really worthy of being the children of big families, but people are stupid and have a lot of money, and they cheat quickly.

"Let me recite a poem I did for the Oiran girl!" At this time, the rich boy who thought he was full of oil looked at his face and walked to the middle of the square platform with a lewd face and recited loudly:

A cut of plum and red lotus fragrance remnants of jade in autumn

The red lotus fragrance remnants of the jade in autumn. Lightly untie Luo Shang and go on the Lanzhou alone. Who in the clouds sends the brocade book, when the goose word returns, the moon is full in the west building.

The flowers float and the water flows freely. One lovesickness, two sorrows. There is no way to eliminate this situation, so I frowned, but I was in my heart.

"How's the Oiran girl? Can this son kiss Kazawa? The fat man rubbed his hands, saliva flowed out of his mouth, and looked at the graceful Oiran girl in front of him.

"Hahahaha!" Someone laughed, "This is clearly the work of the Song Dynasty female lyricist Li Qingzhao, which really makes people laugh off their big teeth!" ”

"This, this can't be! This is also bought by this son for ten taels of silver! "The fat man is in a hurry.

"Poof!" Zhu Houzhao couldn't help it, he was really stupid and had a lot of money.

"Oiran girl, let's listen to this poem below!" A rich kid appeared.

"Yulou Chun Taoxi does not live calmly

Peach Creek does not live calmly, and there is no continuation of the autumn lotus. At that time, we waited for the Chiqi Bridge, and today we are looking for the Yellow Leaf Road alone.

There are countless green columns in the smoke, and the sunset on the back of the goose is red and twilight. People are like the wind after entering the river and clouds, and the feelings are like the rain and the sticky ground. ”

"Didn't this boy buy it the same as the boy just now? The slave family knows that this is the work of Zhou Bangyan in the Song Dynasty! The Oiran spoke, frowning and frowning, showing grace, making people can't help but weaken their legs, but of course they can still stand very steady.

"Let's listen to this poem. The breeze fills the trees overnight, and the peach blossoms by the stream are fragrant. Suddenly, I heard the birds singing on the post road, and the willows returned according to the king. The scholar was quite confident.

"It's still very average!" Oiran Road.

Zhu Houzhao took a closer look at this oiran. Powder-faced peach blossoms, slender jade fingers, eyebrows like water, is a beauty, but it is still worse than Yang Qingling. Forget it, since you don't write a poem when you come, how can you do it if you don't copy a poem?

The first few people failed because they copied ancient poems, who am I, Zhu Houzhao? The Prince of the Ming Dynasty is the only patron of the small blackboard, so we can't just copy the poems from the future.