Soon I finished the lecture on "Follow" and "Miscellaneous", and saw that the students understood it well, so I ended the lecture and left the lecture room with satisfaction, leaving room for the students to interpret in depth.

Jin Shang, Tang Wu, Zhao Yu and others were ready to leave for a long time. Just waiting for the time to leave, a few people made an appointment to go to a restaurant in the city to have fun.

Xiong Huai, the origin of a rare tacit understanding, the two of them happen to have no intention of leaving, the fewer people come, the more empty the lecture hall is.

After a while, Qu Yuan and Xiong Huai were left in the huge room, as well as Zhao Sui, who was far away from them.

After a while, the last few people also left, and today Chen Xiang happened to have something to go to the city to buy pen and ink, and then go to the bookstore to see if there were any new books.

And just when everyone left, Qu Yuan had already silenced the "How Difficult the People" he had written on the way back to Yingdu from his hometown. Just waiting to present it to the prince.

Qu Yuan and Xiong Huai were still chatting about the topics that everyone had discussed before the lecture.

Xiong Huai held the bamboo slip given to him by Qu Yuan and read "Mrs. Xiang" and "The Difficulties of the People" repeatedly. I think it's very good, and during this period, the prince kept sighing: "Lingjun, how can you make so many poems at once?"

Qu Yuan looked at Xiong Huai's studious appearance, but he didn't expect His Highness to love literary and poetic works so much. Answering the prince's question: "Your Highness actually composes poems when you repeatedly consider the choice of words. In addition to reading a lot of books, you should also be able to apply what you have learned. When you feel something with your heart, a certain emotion, words that can be transformed into beauty pour out. ”

The prince looked straight at Qu Yuan and listened to his gushing explanation: "Then I also want to compose poems, and Lingjun may give teachings."

Qu Yuan suddenly felt flattered: "Your Highness wants to try to write poems, and when I wrote the first poem, I also repeatedly considered and revised it several times before finally writing a more satisfactory poem." In addition, I will also go outside the city from time to time to experience the simple folk customs and customs. ”

The more Xiong Huai listened, the more interesting he felt, and it was true. "Then I will follow Lingjun to collect wind, maybe there will be a harvest." Oh, but before that, I'm going to hand over this song "Mrs. Xiang" to her."

Qu Yuan was very curious about what kind of woman this person in the painting was, who could make the prince of a country fall for her: "Your Highness, what kind of person is this woman, it seems that the prince is already bound to win"

Xiong Huai pursed his lips and smiled: "That's not true, this woman is our niece Taibu, Zheng Sleeve"

Qu Yuan searched in his mind for who the Zheng family was in the court, and when he heard that it was Taibu, he was suddenly shocked. "She's Zheng Zhan Yin's niece?" , everyone still knows Taibu's magic tricks, why haven't I heard of such a niece"

Xiong Huai pretended to be mysterious, laughing but not speaking.

Qu Yuan was relieved to see the prince so happy, "Since His Royal Highness the prince can be so happy, this poem "Mrs. Xiang" is worth it."

Xiong Huai turned a little serious: "I will definitely take you to Taibu's house to see her own beauty when I have time, oh, by the way, you haven't said any time we can go out to collect poetry materials"

Hearing the prince ask, Yuan Yuan rolled his eyes, thinking about the latest arrangements in his mind. "Well, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, let me think about it again, I will definitely pull His Highness and take you to collect wind when I have time." ”

Xiong Huai heard that since Qu Yuan had said so, he had nothing to ask.

Xiong Huai put away the two scrolls of bamboo slips: "Of these two volumes, I will copy one of them and give it to Zheng Taibu so that he can hand it over to his niece." And the other one, I read it carefully a few more times and reported it to my father. ”

Hearing this, Qu Yuan's brows soothed a lot: "In this way, I can rest assured, so His Royal Highness Lao"

Xiong Huai was angry when he saw Qu Yuan pretending to be so polite, "What's polite, don't forget, teach me to write poems."

Qu Yuan was amused by His Highness: "Yes, it will"

Sent away, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince Qu Yuan also went out to look for food. Because there is a specific restaurant outside the school palace, students come here every day to eat, and people like Qu Yuan who work hard are of course no exception.

And the first thing the prince Xiong Huai did when he returned to the house was to neatly copy "Mrs. Xiang", and the poems were copied on the bamboo slips, and it seemed that this beautiful woman was born slowly on the slips.

Xiong Huai, who had admired "Mrs. Xiang" for a long time, also felt hungry, and instructed the palace people to go to the dining room to prepare to write and serve food.

The palace people all withdrew from the palace, leaving Xiong Huai to sit alone in front of the case, which was no one around, Xiong Huai opened the bamboo slip that had a long poem of "The Difficulties of the People".

When I first read this poem in the school palace, I thought that the things recorded on it were unimaginable. What's more, Qu Yuan's poems are even more intriguing, but I am afraid that the facts will be more difficult for people to accept.

Xiong Huai couldn't help but start to regret a little, but he didn't expect that the huge Chu State would be prosperous and proud of the nations on the surface. And in those remote counties, it is so difficult for the people to even survive, but he should be worried about these things when they are reported to the king.

I wanted to report it officially, but after reading it myself, what kind of feelings did my father feel when I saw it, I thought about it or took it first, and I chatted with my father or told him these things Qu Yuan said when he checked his homework.

On the other side of the school palace, Qu Yuan came back from the outside, and in the empty lecture room, Qu Yuan returned to the library with his pen, ink and bamboo slips.

Qu Yuan remembered the "Son" chapter that Master Chu talked about today, and he also noticed that someone was writing to record what Mr. Lecture and his students said. These should all be included in the collection of the Academy.

Thinking about it, Qu Yuan went to the library, which was very close to the small room where he lived, but fortunately, it was very convenient to go back and forth, and Qu Yuan would also take the books back to his house to read when the library was closed.

And getting up early Qu Yuan has been continuing his long-standing habit for a long time, he will find a small garden, and in the morning there are few people, he will read a lot of books in the garden. Something will be noticed by the lecturer, and then they will look at it with praise.

(The first time I heard the name Zheng Zhanyin was in the drama version of "Qu Yuan" and the drama "Qu Yuan", in the image, this Zheng Zhanyin is a villain, Zheng Sleeve's father, but later read Chu Ci's "Buju" chapter.) "Buju" begins with "Qu Yuan has been released, and he will not be seen again for three years." Knowing and being faithful and obscuring slander. Distraught and confused. Nai went to see Taibu Zheng Zhan Yin and said: "If you have any doubts, I am willing to decide because of Mr." Zhan Yinnai brushed the turtle and said, "How can you teach it?" ”

Combined with the content of the conversation between Qu Yuan and Zheng Zhanyin, I feel that this Zheng Zhanyin will not be what is depicted in the play, it seems that these Qu Yuan's dramas are going to mislead everyone again, but it is a pity that Zheng Zhanyin is saddled with the infamy of a traitorous villain. This novel will still fabricate that Zheng Zhanyin and Zheng Sleeve are related by blood, uncle and nephew, and he will not be molded into a villain here)