Li Mubai was originally full of confidence in himself, but when he heard that Tang Zhou had already written a good poem, and the people praised him like this, his heart suddenly panicked. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, in the end, he was mentally mature, and soon calmed himself down, and kept hinting to himself that writing fast does not mean that writing well is not the same as writing well, many poems need to be scrutinized, and when poems are written quickly, there are many problems.

But just when Li Mubai was thinking like this, under the strong request of the people, the person who presided over the competition had to read out Tang Zhou's poem for everyone to enjoy.

I didn't know Qiluoxiang, and I wanted to hurt myself by trying to help the matchmaker.

Who loves to be romantic and stylish, and sympathizes with the frugal makeup of the times.

Dare to praise the ten fingers for their skill, and do not draw the eyebrows long.

I hate to press the gold thread year after year, and make wedding clothes for others.

As soon as Tang Zhou's poem came out, it immediately attracted a lot of discussion among the people around him, and those Confucians were even more praised.

"Little Hou Ye's poem is good, first with a **** did not know Qi Luoxiang to lead out the family background of the embroidered girl, and then then talked about his own family affairs, social atmosphere, personal interests, self-harm and self-sighing, there are also self-restraint, such as spring silkworms spinning silk, cocooning self-binding, wisps, layer by layer, wrapping themselves tighter and tighter, so that they fall deeper and deeper, and finally break through the pressure of depression and suffocation, exhale the sigh of "bitter hatred every year to press the gold thread, make wedding clothes for others", it is really wonderful, it is really wonderful. ”

"What Brother Sun said is true, this poem writes about embroidery girls, but it does not start from the faces of embroidery girls, but writes about their poor lives, and the helplessness of making wedding clothes for others is really moving, moving."

"Exactly, exactly, these silk satins we wear are all embroidered by these embroiderers, but who would have thought about them? They embroidered it, but they had never worn such good clothes themselves. ”

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The poem is a good poem, and then it is appreciated and analyzed, which makes it even more moving, and when everyone is talking about it like this, those embroidery girls who were still participating in the embroidery competition just now suddenly couldn't help but sob.

Many of them came from poor backgrounds, and they had to be embroiderers as a last resort, and they got up early every day to embroider and embroider in the dark, and the money they could earn was enough for the family to need for a day, and their days were really hard.

But no one has ever understood them and paid attention to them before, but at this time, Tang Zhou's poem is to write all their hearts, they just hate to press the gold thread every year and make wedding clothes for others.

When everyone cried like this, their worship of Tang Zhou was even worse, they felt that Tang Zhou was a person who understood their suffering, and if anyone went to Tang Zhou's embroidery spring workshop to work in the future, it would be really her blessing.

Thinking about it, everyone couldn't help but set their eyes on Qin Yun, and Qin Yun was already in tears at this time.

She is not a learned woman, she doesn't know or love poetry, she used to lack food and clothing, she felt that poetry was far away from her, and felt that poetry was just a poet's disease-free moaning.

But when she heard Tang Zhou's poem today, she suddenly realized that poetry can be so charming, and it turned out that she would suddenly feel sour because of a poem, and then burst into tears.

Qin Yun, who was crying, didn't notice that everyone was looking at her and envying herself, she didn't know that she had become the object of everyone's envy, but she knew that she suddenly felt happiness, unspeakable happiness.

The scene in Wangyepo was a little out of control, the sound of discussion was endless, Li Mubai and other talented people held the brush for a long time and didn't move, after listening to Tang Zhou's poem, they really didn't know what they should write next.

They suddenly found that no matter how they wrote it, it was impossible to surpass Tang Zhou's poem.

Li Mubai bit his lip, he felt that it was a mistake for him to participate in the competition, when Tang Zhou defeated him in Tsing Yi in Luoyang City, why did he still have illusions and feel that he was his opponent?

However, if Li Mubai didn't write a poem this time, he was afraid that he would not be able to explain it to the eldest grandson Wuji, so he forced himself to calm down, and then wrote a poem to make a difference, but this poem was worse than he expected, but now there is no way, he really can't write it.

After everyone handed in the poems, it was clear who won and who lost, but since it was a voting competition, they had to go through a process, because these talents were invited by the powerful people behind them, so they didn't have a lot of votes, but they were less than Tang Zhou's.

No matter what, Tang Zhou's poems are the best, this is obvious to all, in this case, who would dare to cheat?

So the final winner was Tang Zhou's embroidery spring workshop, and the relevant departments of the imperial court sent a plaque to the embroidery spring workshop and gave some rewards, including some of the purchase shares required for the imperial silk.

That is to say, if the imperial court needs silk in the future, it will buy it from the embroidery spring workshop, and the embroidery spring workshop has made the business royal, which is definitely a very glorious thing for the embroidery spring workshop.

Doing business with the royal family, the profits are definitely considerable, and the most important thing is that no one will dare to trouble them in the future.

And at the end of such a complicated procedure, Tang Zhou was about to take Lin Qingsu and Cheng Chumo back to Chengfu to see the old woman, when suddenly a group of embroidery girls surrounded Tang Zhou's carriage.

"Little Hou Ye, our embroidery skills are very good, you let us go to your embroidery spring workshop to work, we are very diligent ......"

"Yes, the little marquis accepted us......

People go to a high place, just now a poem by Tang Zhou fully affirmed the hard work of these embroidery girls, which made the embroidery girls very moved, and in addition to being moved, they felt that Tang Zhou would not treat them badly, if they went to the embroidery spring workshop, the salary should not be too bad.

This happened, Tang Zhou didn't expect it, he did feel that the life of the embroidery girl was very hard, but he just borrowed a poem, he didn't empathize with these people, but so many people stopped the carriage and didn't let them go to work in the embroidery spring workshop, if he didn't say something, this pass was really a little difficult.

After thinking about it, Tang Zhou glanced at Qin Shu, and Qin Shu said: "Xiuchunfang has won the championship now, and there will definitely be many customers in the future. ”

Qin Shu is soft-hearted, especially after listening to Tang Zhou's poem, her heart is even softer, she used to be an embroidery girl, and she knows the hardships of embroidery girls best, now that their family is well-off, it is not bad for this money, if you can give these embroidery girls a better life, then why not give it?

"Listen, everyone, we will go to the embroidery spring workshop later, I will let people select you, if you are qualified, you can stay in the embroidery spring workshop to work."

After Tang Zhou said this, those embroidery girls immediately dispersed excitedly, with Tang Zhou's words, they were relieved; At this time, Cheng Chumo was already a little impatient to wait, he pulled Tang Zhou and said, "Brother Tang, let's go, my mother is still waiting in the house, didn't you say that there is a way, go quickly, go quickly......"