Chapter 169 Qujiang Night Banquet (Medium)

Princess Nanping is reserved and reserved. He didn't cheer like the other women, but he craned his neck. Although I have heard some legends about this new champion, and know that he is talented, which makes my father greatly admire, I have never seen him with my own eyes. In addition, her first impression of Jiang Zhixuan today is that she is very fond of her, and now she can see with her own eyes the literary brilliance of Ruyi Langjun in her heart, and she is naturally looking forward to it......

Jiang Zhixuan heard Qin Yifeng say this, where could he refuse? I had to look back at my uncle and smile bitterly, and glared at Li Qin, who was constantly scratching his head and making gestures on the side in order to win the attention of the beauties, and then stood up and arched his hand at everyone in the field:

"His Royal Highness Meng and Lord Qin, as well as all of you in the same year, Zhixuan is better to obey his fate than to be respectful, and he is ugly ......." As he spoke, he picked up his wine glass, took a shallow sip, and then continued:

"By the grace of Your Majesty, this Qujiang night banquet is set up for us. Zhixuan wrote a poem to express his state of mind at this time of the same year as you, okay? ”

"Good!"

Everyone in the audience applauded, and Liu Mengyun, who was sitting at the bottom of Jiang Zhixuan, and Wang Yingyuan, who were sitting at the bottom of Jiang Zhixuan, stood up and applauded.

Jiang Zhixuan arched his hand and made a gesture at everyone. Then he threw his head back and pondered. But after a while, his face turned pale:

"Got it, get a pen and paper!"

Liu Mengyun, who was closest to him next to him, hurriedly greeted the maid in the field: "Hurry up, hurry up, pen and ink are waiting!" ”

Soon, a maid came up with the four treasures of the study, and Jiang Zhixuan was not polite, and raised his hand to write:

"Ten years of cold windows are not enough to boast, and now there is no end to debauchery; The spring breeze is proud, and you can see all the Chang'an flowers in one day! ”。

After finishing writing, he picked up the poem manuscript in his hand, blew it to his lips, let the ink dry a little, and then turned around and handed it to Qin Yifeng with both hands, so that he and several celebrity husbands could evaluate it.

After Qin Yifeng took it, he didn't look at it himself, but turned around and handed it to the crown prince Li Chengqian. Although he has a better impression of Li Tai, the king of Wei, in his heart, the feudal society is highly hierarchical, and under this occasion, he still has to take care of the prince's face......

Li Chengqian was very satisfied with Qin Yifeng's imperceptible little action, and even his mood was much better. After taking the manuscript and reading it carefully, the feeling is average. This is already commendable, according to his prejudice against Jiang Zhixuan, it is already good if he didn't say insulting words on the spot. Of course, he didn't dare to do this, because if he did, wouldn't it be tantamount to slapping his son Li Shimin in the face?

Even Li Shimin was full of praise for Jiang Zhixuan's poetry, and Li Chengqian was picky. Then one of his father and son must have a problem......

Therefore, after reading it, Li Chengqian was noncommittal, maintained a signature smile, and handed the poem manuscript to Li Tai. As mentioned earlier, Li Tai, like his son Li Shimin, is talented and outstanding. His literary attainments are also more than a step higher than Li Chengqian, a prince who loves to play tricks. Therefore, after he took the manuscript and read it twice, he laughed softly, and said with a smile while handing the manuscript to the old husbands:

"Haha, it is worthy of Jiang Zhuangyuan, who is literary and charming, and his father is full of praise. A few husbands, let's taste a good thing, how about Jiang Zhuangyuan's poetry? ”

A few old guys arrogantly took the manuscript of the poem handed over by Li Tai, did not answer, and slowly tasted it. Li Tai didn't care about their arrogance at all, because these people were all guests who had been recruited by his Chongwen Pavilion with great difficulty. Every old man is a well-educated person who is highly respected among the people. Each of them has countless disciples, and their influence among the scholars is extremely great!

After Jiang Zhixuan finished writing the poem, he sat down quite relaxed and talked and laughed with Jinke's Tanhua and Bangyan. Among the three, Jiang Zhixuan is the youngest. Tanhua Liu Mengyun is a gentleman of Jiannan Province, Chinese New Year's Eve this year, his family is the Jiannan Hao family, operating the largest cloth and tea business in Jiannan Province, supplying Shu brocade in the palace, which is provided by his family; Bangyan Wang Yingyuan is from the bitter cold land - Lingnan, Lingnan is now Guangdong. However, in the Tang Dynasty, Lingnan was not a good place. Miasma is everywhere, and poison is constant. Therefore, among the punishments of many officials who committed crimes in the Tang Dynasty, there was one article: send Lingnan! In such a bitter cold place, Wang Yingyuan studied hard for 30 years, and only entered high school at the age of 36, which shows that his family should be one of the best in Lingnan......

They talked about some customs and customs, as well as their ambitions and ambitions after becoming officials. The results of the evaluation of several old scholars came out, and one of them, a gray-haired old guy, stood up tremblingly, and bowed his hand slightly towards Li Chengqian and Li Tai and said:

"Your Royal Highness, Lao Yu and several husbands have finished tasting! Jiang Zhuangyuan's poem is clear and smooth and has a unique rhyme, which can be rated as a masterpiece! ”

The old man's voice was not so loud that the people who were far away in the hall could not hear it clearly. Li Chengqian saw that many people were pricking up their ears to know the result, so he waved his hand with some interest and let Qin Yifeng announce it. I was a little unhappy in my heart: I let this villain be in the limelight again. Think of it this way. He looked at Li Tai and the old scholars again. Li Tai is also okay, he was born to be his sworn enemy. But how can these old things, who have most of their bodies in the ground, follow up and fight against themselves and block themselves? It's damn that he respects these old things so much!

Qin Yifeng loudly announced the results of the tasting of Jiang Zhixuan's poem, and ordered someone to copy the poem on a large yellow silk and hang down from the third floor of the Ziyun Tower, so that everyone could see it. This is also the rule, all the poems that are rated as the best works can enjoy this honor!

The first poem made at the Qujiang Night Banquet was rated as an excellent work, which made many literati inside and outside the venue cheer. This shows that the Jinshi of this department do have real talent and learning, and their writing is brilliant. In this case, tonight will definitely not be in vain, and there will definitely be more masterpieces above the standard, which is definitely worth the entrance fee of up to 80 yuan.

As for the beautiful flowers, everyone is secretly happy: it is really a talented champion, and a casual poem can be rated as the best work! My Jiang Lang, can you take a look at me quickly......

After the written yellow silk was hung out, many female relatives called their maids: "Hurry up, hurry up, give this poem of Jiang Lang to Miss Ben" > copy it down, and Miss Ben "> to sleep with Jiang Lang's poem Fu ......". Princess Nanping naturally would not do such a thing. I saw a flash of brilliance in her beautiful eyes, and she smiled and shook her chin: It's really good! No wonder his father also admired him so much. Jiang Lang, hehe......

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"Sneeze ......". In the Li Mansion, in the bedroom of Xiaoxiao and Jiang Zhixuan, Xiaoxiao suddenly sneezed, and couldn't help touching her upturned nose, as if she was saying to her son in her arms, and said as if talking to herself:

"Who's talking about me again?"

After ending the conversation with his father and mother, and making the decision to return to Huayin tomorrow, Xiaoxiao led the mane back to the small courtyard where they lived, and packed up.

The mustache was also a little impatient. It's been almost two months since I left Huayin, and I don't know what happened to the farm and Qing'er. There is also Li Da Iron Tower, who is now fighting a bloody battle with the mountain bureaucrats in the southwest border, are you injured? Did he ever remember that in Huayin County, in the royal farm, there was a little maid waiting for his letter, silently praying for his safety!

The tiger head was spoiled by his grandmother and had already fallen asleep. Looking at the sleeping baby son in his arms, some hair gradually grew in his little heart. I just heard my mother say that tonight's Qujiang night banquet, almost all of the famous ladies in Chang'an City will go to choose their own Ruyi Langjun from the three hundred new science and technology scholars. Although before the husband left, he said generously, but if there is really a woman from any family who falls in love with her husband and takes the initiative to give her arms and hug, will the husband be moved? After all, in her own era, there were very few men who could be immune to beauty......

At this time, in the cup and cup change and singing and dancing in Naqu Jiangchi, did the husband remember that in this Li Mansion, there were still his wife and young children who were worried about him......

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Princess Nanping did not be like other ladies, stunned and ordered people to copy those meaningless poems. She is a royal princess, because she is a concubine, she has a tough temperament since she was a child. In her opinion, what is the use of asking for that thin piece of paper? There is no benefit except for the pain of lovesickness for yourself, and since you like it, you must express it bravely. Therefore, not long after the poem made by Jiang Zhixuan was hung out, a palace maid ran to the main hall and gently placed a flower used by a woman in front of Jiang Zhixuan's desk, which made Jiang Zhixuan inexplicable.

Wang Yingyuan on the side hurriedly explained to him: "Congratulations to Brother Jiang, a poem has won the hearts of beautiful women all of a sudden!" This Hua Tian. It's a token of love given to you, haha! ”

Jiang Zhixuan's head was suddenly as big as a fight, and he was annoyed in his heart: Qin Yifeng asked him to write poems, and in front of many literati who were looking forward to it, he was a little carried away for a while. I didn't expect to get into trouble so soon, he really didn't think about marrying another wife and concubine! In his heart, he has always felt guilty for failing to take care of his wife before. Although life is better now, it is all due to his beloved wife. And over the years, the tenderness of his beloved wife has penetrated into his heart, and he has been meticulously cared for. The most important thing is that Xiaoxiao is not only his good helper, but also provides him with a lot of pertinent advice on many major issues. Such a good wife, how can he, how can he bear to find even one more person to share his tenderness with her?

Therefore, after Jiang Zhixuan laughed dryly a few times, he pushed that Huadian in front of Wang Yingyuan:

"If Brother Wang is interested, this Huadian will be given to Brother Wang. The younger brother already has a good wife in the family, and he doesn't want to have any intersection with other women......"

His action made the faces of the three people change. The crown prince Li Chengqian and the king of Wei, Li Tai, were both amazed: they recognized the Huadian, which was the thing that their third sister, Princess Nanping, had just worn on their heads. Could it be that the royal sister really fell in love with this new champion surnamed Jiang?

And Princess Nanping was full of shame and indignation in her heart, she finally mustered up the courage and ordered someone to send her Huadian up to show her favor, but she didn't expect this Jiang Zhixuan to treat it like dung! It's so hateful! But then I thought about it:

He didn't know who he was, and he hadn't seen himself for what he really was, so it was normal to think that he was repulsed. She didn't believe it, with her noble status and good looks, and then condescended to confide in him in person, could he not be moved!!

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