"Shameless?" Zhu Song was also a little angry in his heart, but he suddenly rolled his eyes, deliberately showed a mouthful of small white teeth, and stretched out his tongue disgustingly and licked it, "Toothless? Why doesn't this king know? No way, good teeth, good appetite, eat so good! ”

"You ......" Xu Miaojin's eyes were round, and she was almost so angry that she vomited three liters of blood by Zhu Song. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Who said that the prince would not be a scoundrel? Isn't there just one in this eye right now?

"Alright, don't you, yours!" Zhu Song didn't have the time to accompany the little girl here, he glared at Xu Miaojin and said, "How much money is still in the house, you can calculate it for this king first, and see how much it is still missing!" I believe that someone will send us money in a while! ”

Xu Miaojin just wanted to taunt Zhu Song, but at this time, Xiangxiang and Yingxiang rushed in together:

"Your Highness (Miss)!"

The two little maids called out to their respective masters, and when they heard each other's words, they glared at each other.

If there is a master, there must be a servant!

"Yingxiang, what's the matter?" Zhu Song took a step ahead of Xu Miaojin and asked.

"Your Highness, Gonggong Tian, who came to our palace to read the marriage decree before, is here again, and he is also bringing a bunch of guards!" Yingxiang said nervously: "Looking at the appearance of those guards, it seems that they are the guards in the palace!" ”

"Tian Jinzhong is here again?" Zhu Songleng paused for a moment and said to himself: "Say Cao Cao, Cao Cao has arrived!" ”

"Let's go, the silver is here, go out with this king to meet the holy decree!" Zhu Song waved his hand, regardless of whether Xu Miaojin wanted it or not, he grabbed her little hand and rushed to the front yard.

……

In the front yard of the palace, Tian Qianzhong was sitting in the main hall and drinking tea with Liu Changsheng.

"Father-in-law Tian, you have been running to our Han Wangfu a lot lately!" Liu Changsheng said: "It seems that there is a will to come down again!"

"It's all for the official family, and the official family has explained the things, we are slaves, and we can only do it with all our hearts, right?"

Tian Qianzhong did not answer Liu Changsheng directly, but said with a smile: "Two days ago, His Royal Highness King Han just got married, and His Majesty heard that His Royal Highness King Han wanted to hold a poetry meeting in order to thank the princes for coming to the wedding banquet.

"Oh?" Liu Changsheng was stunned for a moment and said, "Poetry, poetry?"

Because of this matter, after Zhu Song and Zhu Hu finished negotiating, Zhu Hu entered the palace at night to meet Zhu Yunwen to report the matter.

Zhu Song hasn't had time to talk to the two elders of the mansion yet, so it's normal for Liu Changsheng not to know at this moment.

"Oh, looking at Lord Liu's appearance, he doesn't seem to know about it!"

Tian Qianzhong has been observing words and emotions all his life, and he can naturally tell whether the expression on Liu Changsheng's face is pretended or real.

"Hahaha...... Father-in-law Tian, rare, rare! ”

At this stall, a loud laugh came into the main hall, and I saw Zhu Song leading Princess Han and walking in with a pink face.

"The old slave greets His Royal Highness King Han, Princess!"

Seeing that the main lord was coming, Tian Qianzhong immediately bowed, not that he didn't know how to kneel and bow, today he represents Zhu Yunwen, he is an angel, and he can't be allowed to bow to others.

"Father-in-law Tian is exempt!" Zhu Song waved his hand at Tian Quanzhong, and said directly to the point: "If this king is not wrong, Tian Gonggong is here to give silver to this king today, right?"

"Your Highness's discerning eyes!" Tian Qianzhong took out the holy decree, and this time he did not read it in front of the hall, but said: "Long live Lord said that His Royal Highness King Han held a poetry meeting, which is really for the country and the people, and must not let such a virtuous minister chill." Therefore, the old slave sent 50,000 taels of silver as a backup fund for the poetry meeting! ”

Smack!

Speaking of this, Tian Qianzhong clapped his palms.

There were about twenty palace guards, carrying eight large chests and walking in from outside the main hall.

"Your Highness, here are 50,000 taels of silver, can you order it?" Tian Qianzhong pointed to the eight large boxes and said.

"No need, since it's the silver given by Banzai, it shouldn't be wrong!" Zhu Song waved his hand and said, "What else does the official family command?"

Tian Qianzhong looked left and right, took a few steps forward to Zhu Song, and said in a low voice: "Long live the Lord said that His Highness has done a good job this time, and he will remember His Highness's benefits!"

Zhu Song laughed, the expression on his face was very exaggerated, and the villain's proud face wanted to be kicked a few times when he looked at it.

However, Tian Duzhong was not surprised, as if Zhu Song should show such an expression.

Offering dozens of taels of silver to send Tian Qianzhong away, Zhu Song's villainous expression on his face suddenly returned to normal, as if it was not him before.

……

The next day, news began to spread to Ying Tianfu and the entire land on the south bank of the Yangtze River that was still under the rule of the imperial court:

In order to thank the princes and ministers of the land who participated in his wedding banquet, as well as the scholars and celebrities, His Royal Highness King Han will hold a three-day poetry party after the 10th.

This poetry meeting is not only limited to those who have participated in the wedding banquet of King Han, but also almost all the princes and ministers and scholars under the king of the Ming Dynasty.

This condition alone exploded almost instantly those elite students who were born in a poor family, but were full of poetry and books, and were full of wealth.

Because this is their opportunity to become famous, and it is also a good place to meet high-ranking officials and nobles, as well as like-minded friends, and even more, if they find a beautiful wife or wishful husband at the poetry meeting, wouldn't it be a complete life?

The middle courtyard of the Han Wangfu, Changqing Palace.

Zhu Song sat in the hall with a concubine and a concubine, Yingxiang and Xiangxiang were serving tea and pouring water, delivering snacks and fruits, Zhu Zhanji and Zhu Huixuan bowed their heads and ate vigorously.

In the empty hall, there was just the sound of two little ones pouting and squeaking to eat.

Zhu Song and his wife were silent for a long time, and finally Xu Miaojin opened his lips lightly and said: "Your Highness, since there are no conditions for this poetry meeting, does that mean that the scholars and celebrities over there can also cross the river to participate in the poetry meeting?"

Although I still don't understand why Zhu Song would hold a poetry meeting thanklessly at this juncture, the location of the poetry meeting is in the Han Wangfu, and there are many things that need to be handled by her, which has to make her ask for clarification.

"Then the king can't control it!" Zhu Song shrugged his shoulders indifferently and said: "If King Yan is willing to let people cross the river, this king will naturally not refuse to come, but if the poetry meeting is over and those people in the north are detained by the official family, then it has nothing to do with this king!"

"Could it be that he still has some agreement with the emperor?" Seeing Zhu Song's relaxed face, Xu Miaojin was even more confused.

However, there is another key question, Xu Miaojin looked at Zhu Song with a playful face, and said:

"Your Highness, I heard that you have a stubborn temperament since you were a child, you rarely read, and even the Four Books and Five Classics are ten and nine of the five classics, if there is a scholar who asks you to make poems, how will Your Highness deal with it?"

"Poetry Club, do you have to make poems?" Zhu Song said disappreciatively.

"Of course!"

Xu Miaojin nodded as a matter of course and said, "Your Highness is the prince of my Ming Dynasty, and every word and deed represents my Ming court!" If during the poetry meeting, someone wants to see His Royal Highness's talent, if His Royal Highness shows it, it will show my royal heritage, and if His Royal Highness refuses, it will be a scholar who looks down on the world! Therefore, His Royal Highness can't escape this poem! ”

Zhu Song understood this time, the poetry will be a pit, and it will be just a matter of making it, if you can't do it, the bad reputation of not learning and selling your reputation is light, and I am afraid that even the reputation of the court will be damaged at that time.

Because this time, after all, it is a poetry meeting held in the dual name of the imperial court and his king of Han, and when the time comes, this black pot will have to be carried without carrying it, Zhu Yunwen is simply too bad!

But these can't be difficult for him, as a rare crossing talent, it is impossible for this black cauldron to make Zhu Song carry it!

"Three Hundred Tang Poems" when I was a child, and there are not a few poems of the Ming and Qing dynasties in middle school that can be passed down for hundreds of years...... In addition, when Zhu Song had no tasks in his previous life, he liked to watch a program that promoted traditional Chinese culture. Huahao Poetry", the poetry club will not be difficult for him at all.

"Just those ordinary people, you still want this king to make poems?" Zhu Song said with a disdainful face: "Let's win our family's Xiaoxuan and Huixuan first!"