Chapter 6: Poetry Society
"Uncle Yue? Father-in-law? ”
"Hey!"
Seeing Wen Haoxuan staring at himself intently, not even showing a smile, Chu Mo felt a little worried in his heart, and immediately shouted a few times.
Wen Haoxuan came back to his senses after Chu Mo's shouting.
"Oh, by the way, the idle son-in-law came out of Kyoto, can you get used to it these days?" Wen Haoxuan immediately changed the topic.
"The Imperial City of Kyoto is naturally not comparable to my Liangzhou land, and His Majesty is sympathetic to his son-in-law, and he has given this courtyard a natural habit of his son-in-law."
Chu Mo said with a smile.
Wen Haoxuan nodded, immediately looked at Chu Mo, and said with a straight face: "Your Majesty's decree to give marriage has been issued, and our two families will need to move around more in the future. ”
"Uncle Yue's seriousness, it stands to reason that it should be a visit from your son-in-law. Since Qing Yuan is not at home, after two days of idle son-in-law to arrange this courtyard, let's visit the door. ”
Regarding Wen Haoxuan's set of rhetoric, how Chu Mo didn't know the meaning, I'm afraid that the blessing is false, and the escape is true.
For Wen Qingyuan, Chu Mo also knows a little bit. As a talented woman in Kyoto, she was suddenly given marriage by His Majesty, and she was still a waste like herself, at least in Chu Mo's opinion, Wen Qingyuan thought so, how could she be willing.
But Chu Mo is not worried about this, after all, this is a reward from His Majesty, and Wen Haoxuan can't see what Li Deyi secretly wants to express, this marriage is not a knot.
"Son-in-law, since Your Majesty has asked you to stay in Kyoto in the future, I wonder what your son-in-law's plans are? If the idle son-in-law has no plan for the time being, the old man can be cheeky and ask His Majesty for an official position for you. ”
"Also, if you are an official in the court, you don't go to those fireworks places, after all, your marriage contract with my family Nizi will be announced to the world in a few days, this is a matter of the face of my Dawu Dynasty, do you understand?"
Wen Haoxuan said solemnly.
When Chu Mo heard this, he hurriedly surrendered his hand: "Everything is arranged by Lord Yue!" ”
"Good, good!"
"The old man is still going to attend today's court meeting, so he won't stay here. By the way, if you want to meet Nizi in advance, the garden poetry meeting in three days will be a good opportunity for you. ”
After speaking, Wen Haoxuan really didn't stay and left the Beiliang Palace.
Looking at Wen Haoxuan's departing back, Chu Mo showed a smile on his face, and Yu Zixuan didn't know when he appeared behind him.
"My old man, it's quite interesting. Garden Poetry Club? It doesn't hurt to go and see the excitement. ”
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Three days passed in a flash.
Today's Kyoto is particularly lively because of today's triennial Dongtekaku Poetry Festival.
Today, Kyoto's well-known talents and talented women gather here, and even some of the surrounding prefectures and counties, and the literati of the dynasty will also participate in it.
Even if it is the Dawu royal family, it also attaches great importance to this poetry meeting, although the Dawu Dynasty is the organizer of the poetry meeting in previous years, but the leader of each poetry meeting is the people of the rest of the dynasty, so Li Deyi is particularly displeased.
And this time, in order to be able to regain face of the Dawu Dynasty at the poetry meeting, as early as two months ago, Li Deyi had been recruiting people from all over the world, hoping to win the first place in the poetry meeting.
Inside the Imperial Study.
"Master Pang, how are you preparing for this poetry meeting?"
Li Deyi looked at the two courtiers in front of him and asked in a serious tone.
"Back to Your Majesty, we are fully prepared, the leader of this poetry meeting must be my Dawu Dynasty!"
Bachelor Pang Xuelin bowed and said.
"Excellent! No matter what happens to this poetry meeting, the capital of Kui must be my Dawu Dynasty, you tell the talented people who participated in this poetry meeting, if they can win the crown, I will reward them well! It is not difficult to increase the rank of knight! ”
Li Deyi said in a solemn tone, which is enough to see the importance he attaches to this poetry meeting.
"Minister, Commander!"
Pang Xuelin and another minister bowed their hands, and then respectfully withdrew from the imperial study.
At the same time, the Imperial Gardens are located ten kilometers outside of Kyoto.
As a poetry meeting that is only held once every three years, the place where the poetry meeting is held will naturally not be shabby, and the scene of the poetry meeting is the royal garden.
Today's royal garden gate is wide open, and only today can the royal garden not restrict the entry and exit of the people.
At this moment, the royal garden is already overcrowded, and the number one talent in Kyoto has already entered the venue, and Chu Mo also brought Yu Zixuan here early, it is worth mentioning that at this time, there were two more young people beside the two.
The two of them were dressed in white, one of them was holding a hundred-fold fan, and his handsome face had a smile like a spring breeze, giving people a sense of politeness and gentleness.
The other person, although he does not look like a scholarly young man, has another fascinating temperament.
This young man with a folding fan is the Wushuang in Chu Mo's mouth, and the other person is Feng Tianyi.
"Speaking of which, this is the first time we've been to the Royal Gardens." Nie Wushuang shook the folding fan in his hand, looking at the surging crowd, with a smile on his face.
"But I'm still used to life in Liangzhou, young master, I really want to live in Kyoto in the future?"
Feng Tianyi asked with a frown.
Chu Mo nodded.
"Before I left Liangzhou, I had already arranged some trivial matters in Liangzhou, and we might stay in Kyoto for a while. However, Liangzhou has always been our home, and a trip to Kyoto should be a pleasure. ”
Chu Mo opened his mouth lightly, his eyes looking into the distance, and in the direction he was looking, there was a pavilion looming.
At this time, everyone who came to the venue went towards the place where the pavilion was located, because this poetry meeting will be held in the pavilion.
This pavilion also has a nice name.
Juying Building.
The royal garden, the royal family will hold an autumn hunt event every year, and this Juying Building is the place where the royal family members and the princes and generals who participate in the autumn hunt live during the autumn hunt.
The entire attic has three floors and dozens of rooms built-in.
Outside the attic, the four high walls are towering, and the whole building is not inferior to any other palace in the palace.
"Juying Building, what a Juying Building."
Even Chu Mo couldn't help but let out an exclamation at this moment......