On that day, after the crown prince Li Minghao returned to the prince's mansion from the Jingwang Mansion, he had been thinking about the affairs of Yaji.

Today's Prince's Mansion, Li Minghao invited celebrities from Jiangnan.

"Do you have any good suggestions for this gathering?" Lee Myung-ho asked everyone in the room.

"Prince, since the little marquis has been invited, Weichen thinks that it can be bigger." The one who spoke was Hong Xueming.

Hong Xueming, the prince's adviser, a native of Taizhou, was highly knowledgeable and appreciated by the emperor, and was appointed as the prince's protector. In addition to teaching the prince knowledge, he is also the prince's eyes and ears.

"That's what I mean." Li Minghao said.

"The prince is so partial to poetry, why don't we follow the example of Lan Ting and have a song of water flow (shāng)." Speaking this thirty miles away, white skin, black beard on the cheeks, lofty, radiant, he is the most famous poet of the dynasty "Mr. Zhengxue", Fang Xiaozhi.

"Oh? Purification ritual of floating a cup of wine down a stream? Mr. Fang, can you be more detailed? Li Minghao was very interested.

Fang Xiaozhi is knowledgeable and versatile, and his poetry and writing are excellent, he continued: "This song of water flows, we can find a lofty mountain range, coupled with the clear stream and turbulence, reflecting the left and right, and it is thought to be the flow of the water, and the second place is sitting. ”

"Very good!" Li Minghao praised that this is much more innovative than the previous ones.

Speaking of rising, Fang Xiaozhi got up and moved forward steadily, and said, "We take food directly from the "feathers" of the stream to enjoy. While eating and drinking, chanting poems against each other, getting drunk and lying on the grass, the sky should be a quilt, the ground should be a bed, and I am very happy! "When it comes to orgasm, I'm also self-absorbed.

"Not bad! That's it. Li Minghao was very satisfied with this idea.

"Prince, although Mr. Fang's idea is good, but now that it's winter after all, will it be too cold?" Hong Xueming put forward different opinions on the sidelines.

"That's right, it's winter now, so is there a way to get the best of both worlds?" Li Minghao asked.

Hong Xueming, as the prince's advisor, thought deeply, "According to Weichen, it is better to find a relatively narrow stream, first, it is convenient to use, and second, it will not be so cold." ”

Fang Xiaozhi didn't like these people in the court, "If the stream is too narrow, will it be too crowded?" ”

"We can build a simple bamboo pavilion in the upper reaches of the stream, so that people don't look crowded when they sit in the bamboo pavilion." Hong Xueming said again.

"What an idea! The meandering water is naturally to sit around the water. Regarding Hong Xueming's suggestion, Fang Xiaozhi was very annoyed.

"Mr. Fang, don't worry, the bamboo pavilion is only for temporary gathering, and this water is naturally to sit around." Hong Xueming said unhurriedly, "It's just that you can add some bamboo couches and spread thicker mats, there are some noble sons and ladies here, and it's not good in case you catch a cold." ”

is also a former student of Yunjian, in terms of literary attainments, Fang Xiaozhi is indeed more exquisite. But Hong Xueming is well versed in the way of the official dynasty, and when he became an official in the court, he was so angry that Fang Xiaozhi scolded him, "What a Hong Xueming, he actually became a lackey of the court." "Hong Xueming also ignored it, everyone has their own ambitions, you are your idle cloud and wild crane, and I am my court lackey.

Li Minghao saw that the two were arguing, "You are both friends in the past, why bother like this." Whether it's a bamboo pavilion or a bamboo couch, it's just for this elegant gathering, Mr. Fang doesn't have to care too much. ”

Fang Xiaozhi sighed secretly in his heart, sure enough, this prince was only borrowing the name of Yaji, and he was not really obsessed with poetry.

"Then in that case, why bother to bend the water, find a mountain forest, and chant a few lines of poetry." Fang Xiaozhi is also the arrogance of some literati.

Hong Xueming's heart sank, this Fang Xiaozhi still doesn't like to decorate like it, "Poetry is to cultivate sentiment, not everyone is as exquisite as you, we recite poetry, resonate, and relax our emotions, which is also the charm of poetry." ”

Fang Xiaozhi was a little speechless for a while.

Hong Xueming continued, "Why does Mr. Fang care so much, this bamboo couch can be used to sit down, and it can also be used to hold food, which is more convenient for everyone to drink and compose poems. ”

The bamboo collapse that Hong Xueming said is a couch made of bamboo, and there is a small low table at one end, which is used to lean on and can also be used to hold some food after sitting down.

Fang Xiaozhi's face was embarrassed at this time, although he didn't agree, he didn't say anything.

Seeing this scene, Li Minghao said: "Everyone's opinions are very good, this Yaji is just like Mr. Fang's proposal, and the water is flowing. ”

Fang Xiaozhi said "En".

"Other ......" Li Minghao glanced at Hong Xueming.

"Prince, all other matters of Yaji will be handed over to Weichen, and Mr. Fang will only have to come and drink at that time."

Fang Xiaozhi secretly thought in his heart, he was really a lackey of the court who knew the hearts of the people.