Chapter 39 The first scene of the literary meeting
"Is it the champion of previous years? This role model is well chosen, and in detail, what else makes Lord Ning take a fancy to them? β
Moreover, these two people are calm-hearted, not impetuous, and although they achieved remarkable results three years ago, they are very low-key. Liu Yuan is a son of a poor family from Mingzhou, who is upright and has clean personal relationships. Qin Ruan Wen is the junior of the Qin family in the imperial capital, the Qin family is a century-old family in the imperial capital, but it has always been a businessman, this Qin Ruan Wen is said to be extremely unhappy with his family for the winter test, and his temperament is also straightforward. β
"It seems that Lord Ning is still in his heart, according to Lord Ning's intentions, as long as he is straightforward and low-key, is it okay?"
"Back to His Royal Highness, Weichen thinks that real talent and hard work are the first priority, otherwise he will not be able to convince the public. Toughness of heart is secondary, otherwise the examination style is not correct. Finally, it depends on whether they have the ability to control the examination room, after all, the responsibility of the examiner lies with the on-site supervision, and these three things are indispensable. β
As the conversation deepened, Ning Pu's expression became more and more serious, and his posture gradually relaxed. Wu Jinghong saw it in his eyes, and his heart was more satisfied.
At the end of the month, the weather was already a little chilly, and the trees were bleak, making people feel unrefreshed when they looked at it. Fortunately, it is the imperial capital, and there will be no fewer people, let alone deserted.
Li Shilang placed the location of this literary meeting in the Poetry Book Pavilion next door to the Xianwu Building, which is also said to be the dowry industry of the Li family's wife Guo, and it is also convenient to use.
"Your Highness, it looks like the momentum has been built." Lu Mang lifted the curtain and said with a smile, "South Street and North Street show a magnificent scene of thousands of empty alleys, and our carriage on Pingda Road can't get in." β
"What do you know, how can His Highness's carriage not get in, there is Sister Chimang, just take a good look!" Qingmang is always a little strict with Lumang, and at this time, he slapped the back of Lumang's hand to lift the curtain, and Lumang pouted aggrievedly, but obediently put down the curtain.
Wu Jinghong curled the corners of his mouth, and sat leisurely in the car, ignoring the bustle outside the car.
"It's Princess Jinghong!"
"Her Royal Highness the princess's carriage, the princess is here!"
"Her Royal Highness the Princess is also interested in this article, look!"
The voice in the crowd ran the fastest, and someone just shouted out at this end, and the little guy at the door of the Poetry Pavilion heard that a spirit ran in and called his own young master, the lord had ordered, Her Royal Highness the princess was today's honored guest, they opened the door early today, but they have not let anyone in, and they are waiting for this big Buddha.
Soon, Li Shilang's family hurried all the way to the Pingda intersection, bowed respectfully and said, "Her Royal Highness the princess has arrived, and she has missed the distance." β
Chimang sat on a horse, next to the carriage, "Your Highness was originally a micro-service today, but I didn't expect it to be so lively here, Li Shilang should lead His Highness to a safe place as soon as possible." β
"Yes, yes, it was the minister's thoughtlessness that frightened His Highness." Li Shilang was careful while giving his second son a look at the second son who was following him, this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and he was sure to be familiar with it in front of the princess.
"Grass people Li Guangnian, I have seen Her Royal Highness the princess, Your Highness, please come with the grass people." Li Guangnian got his father's prompt, consciously stepped forward, and led the way.
Recognizing the owner of this low-key and luxurious carriage, the crowd quieted down and quietly made the road wider. Her Royal Highness, the rumored princess, has mixed judgments among the people of Yun Kingdom, some people say that she is shrewd and capable, and some people say that her tyrannical and impermanence is the devil's debt demand.
It's just that at such a close distance, everyone tacitly stepped back and watched in silence.
Wu Jinghong didn't make a sound, Lu Mang lifted the curtain, revealing half of her face, but none of the onlookers outside dared to raise their eyes to look at her.
"It is said that Li Shilang's favorite is this second son, although his knowledge is not as good as that of the eldest son, his communication skills are very good." Seeing Wu Jinghong carefully looking at Li Guangnian next to the car through the curtain, Qingmang leaned over and whispered in Wu Jinghong's ear.
"Well, being tactful is a necessity for officials, and Li Shilang is going to send Li Guangnian to the court." Wu Jinghong sighed softly, and his eyes turned around, "Today is really lively, Li Shilang has indeed put a lot of effort into it." β
"Hmph, His Royal Highness personally gave it to him, does he dare not care?" When Wu Jinghong retracted his gaze, Lu Mang lowered the curtain in time and raised his nose proudly.
In order to create a chic and elegant environment, and to be close to the poetry and books with a literati atmosphere, each floor is designed as a large area of study.
The carriage entered from the gate, walked through the central hall, turned out of the atrium, and went directly to the most prestigious private room in the Poetry Pavilion, Qinxin Buildingβit was said to be a private room, but it was a single-sided building, with a one-sided window, and the entire courtyard of the Poetry Pavilion could be seen at a glance by the upstairs window.
"Your Highness, the decorations in the Poetry Book Pavilion will not change for more than ten years!" Lu Mang opened the window with great interest, and soon lost interest again, she came to the imperial capital since she was a child to follow Her Royal Highness the Princess, and lived in the Xian Wu Building next door for so many years, the furnishings of the Poetry Book Pavilion have never been renewed, and it seems that Li Shilang's wife has no talent for business.
Li Guangnian led Wu Jinghong and his party upstairs to sit down, without much words along the way, humble and polite.
"The Poetry Pavilion has been in business for decades, and it has always been a gathering place for literati and distinguished guests, and Her Royal Highness the Princess has been wronged." Li Guangnian bowed down and smiled, long and elegant, but much better looking than his father, who was always a little flattering.
"Second Prince Li is polite, this place is a poetry and book resort, it is very elegant, Ling Zun really found a good place."
"Your Highness has won the prize." Li Guangnian smiled warmly, and at the same time glanced downstairs out of the corner of his eyes, as the princess sat down, everyone waiting outside also rushed in, each seated in the divided area.
The Poetry Pavilion is divided into six areas, the first floor in the east, west, north and south, the southwest canopy, and the northeast flower stand, all female guests only move in the east building and the northeast corner of the flower stand, and the rest of the range is the meeting place for male guests.
"Your Highness, the prime minister's daughter is here." Chimang came in from outside and nodded to Li Guangnian, "The Guo family invited the ladies of the Prime Minister's Mansion to take care of His Highness together. β
"Well, please come in." It was no surprise that Li Guangnian was probably thinking about Lin Qingya, and he would definitely try his best to let these two meet in front of him.
Li Guangnian quietly retracted the corner of his eyes, stood firmly, and Guo's party quickly walked in behind Chimang.
"Hail to Her Royal Highness Princess."
Guo and the prime minister's wife Zhang stood side by side, Lin Qingya stood behind the two of them, and there were several maids in the back. The formation is not big, after all, Li Shilang has no daughter, and the Prime Minister's Mansion only has Lin Qingya's daughter.
"Sit down, today's Wenhui is mainly to see those talented people, no need to be polite."
"Your Highness." Guo and Zhang were both nervously blessed again, and then sat down gently, and Lin Qingya stood quietly behind her mother.
From beginning to end, Li Guangnian didn't look up at them, as if he could shrink his sense of existence by standing quietly, and Lin Qingya didn't turn his eyes to the corner, as if he really didn't find such a person.
Wu Jinghong curled the corners of his mouth thoughtfully, these two people who need to protect their own media, seem to have some stories between each other.
"Ahem, uh, who is this?"
The first to speak was Zhang's family, she was told by the old city prime minister before she came, she must look at the face of Her Royal Highness the princess, so she was extremely nervous since she walked into the Poetry Pavilion, Lin Qingya secretly comforted her several times to no avail, so she had to give up. This also caused her to come in and only care about being cautious, secretly observing the princess's face, and not paying attention to Li Guangnian who was standing quietly in the corner.
Fortunately, the princess's face looked in a good mood, and she spoke very kindly, and after sitting down, Zhang's heart eased slightly, and after this slowdown, she saw that there was still a young man standing in the corner.
Wu Jinghong heard her question, the smile on the corner of his lips did not decrease, and he glanced at Guo, who hurriedly lowered his head, "This is a dog, named Guangnian." β
"Oh, it turned out to be a noble son, it's rude." Zhang smiled embarrassedly, she didn't know that her daughter was implicated with Li Guangnian, and she didn't know that there was a gap between the old prime minister and Li Shilang because of these two juniors, she only knew that this Li Gongzi served in front of the princess before she came in, maybe the princess treated him differently, thinking of this, she couldn't help but look at Li Guangnian again, and the more she looked, the more satisfied she became, but the Guo family next to her, that is, Li Gongzi's mother was the daughter of a merchant This identity made her distressed.
"Second son Li, can today's Wenhui be handled by you?" Wu Jinghong glanced into the corner.
"Yes." Li Guangnian lowered his eyes and responded, "What does Her Royal Highness the princess command?" β
"I heard that there are often some talented people who like to compete in the literary meeting, fight for a lottery, and there are also spectators and bets in the women's family, I don't know who is the dealer today?"
Wu Jinghong seemed to mention it casually, but the green light behind her lit up her eyes, and she finally had a lively look!
"Back to His Royal Highness, the Wenhui betting is just a lottery, in previous years, the Wenhui was pressed by each family, and the picture was lively, but there was never a dealer to open." After Li Guangnian explained, he said slowly, "If His Highness is interested, it is better for His Highness to open a Zhuangzi, and the grass people will go out to collect the lottery, so as to mobilize everyone's enthusiasm." β
"Well, after all, it's really boring to sit dry, but it's a little inappropriate for this palace to be a villager, Qingya, don't you still have the name of Hongyun girl? It's better for you to do the village for the palace today, and your heavenly maiden dance will be used as the color head of the palace! β
Hearing this, several people in the room had different faces, but Li Guangnian couldn't help but change, but the surprise in his eyes couldn't be hidden.
"Your Highness......" Lin Qingya swallowed her saliva with difficulty, and it took a while to answer, "Your Highness, is this color too light?" Folk Girl, Folk Girl ......"
"Qingya, why bother, it's just a lottery, not to mention that you are making a village for this palace, with this palace here, are you still afraid that you will lose?" Wu Jinghong seemed to inadvertently remind her that as long as she made a bet, no matter whether that person was good or bad, she could only win.