"Thousands of trees bloom at night in the east wind. More blows down, stars like rain. BMW carved cars are full of fragrance. The sound of the phoenix flute moves, the light of the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dance all night. Moth snow willow golden wisps. The laughter is full of dark fragrance. The crowd is looking for him thousands of times. Suddenly looking back, the man was there, and the lights were dim. ”

In the palace of Huainan County, two young girls were in Chai Wenbo's study, reading a poem written on rice paper over and over again, looking very focused and engrossed.

"Sister, when did Brother Wang write a masterpiece of good interest?" The interrogator was a delicate girl in her mid-teens.

"Brother Wang filled in such a good word, it must have been filled in by someone in his literati circle, but when did the Shilin in the capital produce such a great talent, how could I never hear Brother Wang say it in the past."

Another stunningly beautiful woman of twelve or thirteen years old replied, but her face was puzzled.

"It's good for you two to steal into my study and not say anything, and talk bad about people behind your back. Why can't Brother Wang fill in such good words, is it possible that in your hearts, I am so unbearable?" With the words, Chai Wenbo walked in from outside the door.

"If Brother Wang really has this ability, and fill in another poem for the two of us to see, if it is successful, I will serve you."

These two women are obviously very close to Chai Wenbo, and they have no scruples about speaking to him.

"Hey, hey! Brother Wang filled in such beautiful poems, which is the literary circle in the capital, and there are several people who have written such a standard. This kid is a genius, in the past two days, Brother Wang has searched for the poems he wrote before, and there is no shortage of fine works, which are fragrant to read, and people can't put them on their feet. ”

Chai Wenbo has paid more attention to Gu Haotian's writing since the gathering of the Shanshui Inn that day, so he collected his early works, and after careful study, he was full of praise.

"Who is this who deserves such respect from Brother Wang, and what kind of poems are his poems, and show them to us."

The two girls were originally fascinated by the song "Qingyu Case • Yuan Xi", and they will hear that the author has other masterpieces, so they are willing to let it go.

Chai Wenbo was entangled, so he had to take a notebook from the desk. The two girls hurriedly snatched it, but saw that many poems were copied inside.

The first page is the "Qingyu Case • Yuan Xi" that I just saw, followed by "Farewell", "Luming Banquet Feelings" and more than ten related poems.

"How talented this man is, why have I never heard of it before?"

It took a long time for the two of them to be optimistic, and the big one said stupidly.

"People are far away in Jingdong, but you two live in the inner courtyard of the palace, how can you hear it, and besides, he is only a young boy who has only become famous in recent months."

"Brother Wang, this person is still a young man, what is his name, it's good to bring it over to show me."

The little girl was still childlike and opened her mouth without any scruples.

Chai Wenbo was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed, he quipped:

"Yuyin is not interested in this kid, and if you want Brother Wang to match you, you can't do it, and tell me how much benefit it will be."

"Brother Wang is talking nonsense, I'm just very curious about what this young genius looks like, and what kind of thread there is."

The girl named Yuyin replied unconcernedly, while the older one quietly blushed.

Let's say that these two girls are the daughters of today's son, the eldest is called Yurong, born to Concubine Naide, thirteen years old this year, titled Princess Heshu, and the younger one is Yuyin, born to Concubine Li, ten years old this year, titled Princess Hele.

These two people are the pearls of today's palms, especially the jade face is the flower and jade appearance, the prince and grandson of the court have pursued countless times, but the old emperor has no favorite, and he has not allowed it so far. Chai Wenbo is an idle county king, who has no quarrel with others, and is easy-going, so he often has contacts with his two younger sisters.

Gu Haotian received an invitation from the king of Huainan County shortly after Xu Churen left. Invite him, Xu Guanzhong, Yan Junqing, and Xiao Rang to the county king's mansion tomorrow for a small gathering. Because he had just formulated a strategy to deal with the Jurchens, Gu Haotian was in a relaxed mood, thinking about going to the Huainan Palace, one could deepen the relationship with Chai Wenbo, and the other might be able to explore some of the situation in the imperial court.

At the beginning of the second day, the carriage of the royal palace came to pick it up. Yan Junqing couldn't refuse, Gu Haotian and the three of them got into the carriage, and under the escort of the two carriages of Bian Xiang and Qin Sheng, they went towards the county palace.

About half an hour, the carriage arrived at the county king's mansion, Gu Haotian and Bian Xiang made an appointment to go back in the afternoon, and then entered the palace through the side door under the welcome of the county king's mansion housekeeper. Although the king of Huainan is not as majestic as some princes, the momentum of the mansion is not comparable to ordinary people. Along the way, there are gorgeous houses everywhere, strange flowers and trees, and also the mountains and rivers and pavilions, which are dizzying.

Under the guidance of the housekeeper, Gu Haotian and his entourage came to a gorgeous building, and saw that Chai Wenbo had already gone out of the door and descended to greet him, and Zhao Ding and Zhang Jiucheng were also standing behind them.

"There is Lord Lao waiting for you." Gu Haotian took two steps and bowed.

"When a talented man comes, I also have a light on my face!"

Chai Wenbo stepped forward, affectionately took Gu Haotian's arm, and entered the middle hall side by side.

Let's say that behind a screen on the side of the middle hall, Yurong and Yuyin were hiding there early, and when they saw Brother Wang coming in with a young man, they knew that it was the person who wrote the lyrics, and immediately the two pairs of eyes fell on him together.

"Sister, I can't imagine that there is a handsome young man in the world, who seems to be elegant but exudes a sharp spirit, who behaves humbly but generously, and who has a handsome face and talent, but he is a perfect person."

Yuyin is young and unscrupulous, and she whispered the feelings in her heart at the moment.

"Silly girl, there are men like you who talk about other people."

Yurong said something to her softly, but for some reason, she only felt that her heartbeat suddenly increased a lot.

In the middle hall, several guests of honor tasted tea and gossiped for a while, and then saw a housekeeper come to report, saying that another guest was coming.

"It must be the school scrivener who has arrived, and a few of them will accompany me to greet him."

Chai Wenbo got up and went out, Gu Haotian didn't know who it was, so he quietly asked Zhao Ding beside him, but saw that his face showed disgust and said:

"Why did the king of the county call such people over, just a sycophant."

When they arrived at the door, they saw the butler leading in a man of nearly thirty years old with a beautiful demeanor. Chai Wenbo stepped forward to greet him, and introduced Gu Haotian and others.

At this time, Gu Haotian knew that the person who came was called Li Bangyan, and suddenly remembered the "Six Thieves of the Northern Song Dynasty" in the original history, isn't this person one of them? No wonder Zhao Ding said that he was a sycophant.

Everyone sat down again, and Li Bangyan really did as the history books said, "The article is agile and skilled, familiar with obscene things, quick to answer, and good at banter", just a few words, and Chai Wenbo was photographed comfortably, with a smile.

"Who are these distinguished guests?"

After some pretentiousness, Li Bangyan turned his gaze to Gu Haotian and the others.

"This is a great talent from Jingdong, named Gu Haotian. is young, but he is a poet. After Chai Wenbo introduced a circle, he focused on Gu Haotian.

"JD! Gu Haotian! ”

Li Bangyan seemed to have thought of something, his eyes secretly examined Gu Haotian, and there seemed to be a faint flash of essence.

"Xiaguan recently in the secretary province, I heard rumors that there is a Jingdong scholar, talking about the government in vain, slandering the Zhou-Jin Alliance, can you know it?"

"When I was in Jeju Qiuyu, I wrote a point of view on how to deal with the relations between the three countries, and as for whether it is reasonable, the benevolent will see the benevolent and the wise will see the wise. But the "nonsense" that the adults said, but I dare not agree, the three kingdoms are related to the Zhou family, the people of the world, as a patriot, don't you even have the right to contribute to the country? It is important to know that 'the rise and fall of the world is the responsibility of the husband'. ”

"What a 'rise and fall in the world, the husband is responsible', if Da Zhou is such a heroic man, why bend his knees everywhere."

Before Zhao Ding could reply to Li Bangyan, he shouted loudly, and Zhang Jiucheng, Xu Guanzhong and others also responded.

That Li Bangyan was originally a hardcore of the Lianjin faction, and just now I heard that the young man here is from Jingdong named Gu Haotian, so he remembered some discussions in the DPRK and China recently, and wanted to give one to this kid who doesn't know the height of the sky

got off the horse, but he choked on nothing to say, and he secretly hated it, but he was helpless.

The two sisters, Yurong and Yuyin, hid behind the screen, and were deeply shocked by Gu Haotian's calm expression and soaring pride. That Yuyin stared at Gu Haotian, and a pair of eyes were about to burst into stars. But Yurong couldn't imagine that this brilliant man would still be so masculine, she murmured in her heart:

"A good man should be like this!"

Chai Wenbo also secretly applauded Gu Haotian's arrogance, but because his face was not easy to show, seeing that the atmosphere between the two sides was not harmonious, he hurriedly came forward to play a round.

"Today I only talk about poetry, regardless of government politics."

Let's say that Li Bangyan, as an official of the imperial court, was robbed by a nameless boy, how willing he was. At this time, seeing Chai Wenbo propose to only talk about poetry, he suddenly had another plan. It is also because he has never seen Gu Haotian's works, he thought that a scholar from a lower county could have some ability, and he relied on his own literary talent, so he found a reason.

"Great Zhou Shilin, the capital is the most, I have lived in the capital for a long time, in the poetry, I only heard the names of Zhou Bangyan and others, but I have never heard them call themselves any great talents, poets! King of Cheshire, when did a great talent and poet come out of the land of Jingdong. ”

If Li Bangyan was pretending to be confused when he asked him just now, this meeting was in front of Chai Wenbo and nakedly slapped Gu Haotian in the face.

Gu Haotian has not yet reflected that Xu Guanzhong and Xiao Rang have already become angry, but this time they were preempted by Zhao Ding.

"I thought that the school scholar had a deep study of silverwork, and I didn't think that he would also dabble in poetry, and now I just asked for advice, '30,000 miles east of the river into the sea, and 5,000 miles of mountains on the sky. The remnants are in tears, and they look at Yunnan for another year. Excuse me, how is this poem?' ”

Li Bangyan's father is a silversmith and has always been deeply ashamed, and today Zhao Ding revealed his scars in front of everyone, and he couldn't help but hate him in his heart. Annoyed, he said coldly:

"It's just rhetoric."

"Such wonderful poetry, who said that he talked about it exaggeratedly, didn't he really regard the poetry of the world as nothing?"

At this moment, a crisp and sweet female voice came from outside the middle hall, and then a bright woman walked in, and even the hall seemed to be lit up all of a sudden.

"The first line is just in time!"

When Chai Wenbo was worried about the confrontation between the two sides, he suddenly heard this voice, and suddenly stood up excitedly to meet him.