"The prince is virtuous, the ministers are talented, the saint is open-minded, the queen is wise, and although Mr. Zi'an is delayed by the story, he still has a chance to recover."

Li Xuan sat on top of you, looked at everyone present, and said in a calm voice: "This king is in Wuzhou this time, and he should eliminate maladministration, dredge rivers, and dredge business and travel, so that all industries can prosper, the people of Li will benefit, and the southeast will be stable, so as to live up to His Majesty's expectations."

"What the prince said is very true." Lu Yuanfang's eyes have always been on Li Xuan, observing his every move, word and deed, and after having a little bottom in his heart, he said with a smile: "The southeast is prosperous, although there is a rebellion in the last days of the former Sui Dynasty, but since the Tang Dynasty was pacified, for decades, the people have been healthy and prosperous, this is a fortunate thing for the people, and it is also a fortunate thing for me to be a good thing for the Tang Dynasty, I should congratulate the prince, the prince, Your Majesty, and the queen of heaven!"

Lu Yuanfang had already raised his wine glass in the middle of a few words.

Li Xuan's eyebrows raised slightly, his eyes were a little surprised, these words were not easy to bear, but he responded without the slightest hesitation: "Congratulations to the world, and congratulations to the people!"

Lu Yuanfang suddenly turned his head and glanced at Li Xuan deeply, and then looked at everyone present, and saw that everyone gathered and raised their wine glasses, and then drank it all.

A few glasses of hot wine in the stomach, as if the restraints on people's bodies were suddenly much less.

He Zhizhang suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Li Xuan: "Lord Wang, in mid-April, the history of the Wuzhou assassin and the history of the governor of Wuzhou were assassinated successively, and the affairs of Wuzhou were delayed a lot.

He Zhizhang said a word, and everyone present immediately woke up for three minutes, and their surprised eyes circulated between He Zhizhang and Li Xuan.

Li Xuan's eyes were calm, as if he didn't care at all, and said with a surprisingly indifferent face: "Brother He Xian is wrong, this king not only has to stay in Yangzhou for three days, but also in Runzhou, Suzhou, Changzhou, and Hangzhou, in addition, this king also considers going to Yuezhou, Taizhou and Kuozhou, and finally going to Wuzhou.

Now it has been nearly two months since the assassination of Wang Fanglan, the assassin of Wuzhou, and the government affairs of Wuzhou have been delayed for two months.

No matter what others want to do, I'm afraid it's already done.

Li Xuan is rushing to Wuzhou now, no matter what, it is a little late, so he can only find another way from outside.

Only in this way can the situation not completely collapse.

"Lord Wang, this is the old way to seek a country!" Lu Yuanfang was completely impressed by Li Xuan at this time.

In this way, no matter how many filthy people there are in Wuzhou, Li Xuan walks down this circle, I don't know how many people will die down, as for the rest of the people, whether it is thunder or cocooning, they can be quickly removed.

In this way, during Li Xuan's stay in Wuzhou, although he did not leave no stone unturned, he was definitely much more stable.

It can be said that if there is no Tianyin Rebellion, Li Xuan's actions will definitely be able to completely stabilize the party and get some peace.

Although the actions of the Tianyin Sect were secretive, it was difficult to completely conceal the Jiangnan family, which had been operating in the southeast for hundreds of years.

What's more, they are even secretly promoting, after all, after Chen Shuozhen's first war, the Jiangnan family has gained a lot of benefits from Muzhou.

……

Li Xuan put down the wine glass, looked at the people present, and said, "Today is rare, meeting with all the talents, wine is fine wine, people are virtuous, if there can be poetry and literature, it will definitely live up to a grand event!" ….

Li Xuan's gaze swept over the faces of everyone present, and in an instant, a trace of fire flashed in everyone's eyes.

Didn't these people come to see Li Xuan to make a name for themselves?

Li Xuan's trip to Yangzhou, no matter what he wants to do, several major families in Yangzhou will send these people forward at most, which is already very face-saving for him.

Even the Shen family, the largest family in Yangzhou, didn't even show their faces at all.

But it's normal to think about it, some things, in the eyes of some people, are court secrets that they have never heard of, but in the eyes of some people, they are commonplace.

"Qingran Virtuous Nephew and Virtuous Nephew, don't miss such a great opportunity." Lu Yuanfang's gaze swept over Meng Qingran and Xu Zhizhi, and then he looked at Li Xuan, and arched his hand, "Please also ask the prince to ask the question."

Li Xuan looked up, and beyond the bright building, there was an endless night sky and a vast lake.

Baobao Lake, Long Causeway Spring Willow, Xiaojin Mountain, White Tower Moon View, and Twenty-four Bridges.

Looking at it from afar, everything is in front of you,

"It's based on the bright moon in front of you and the lake." Li Xuan's eyes skimmed over He Zhizhang, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "Yangzhou is slow, Huaizuo is the famous capital, and I also invite all the talents to write about this prosperous left capital."

Li Xuan said a word, and everyone present immediately looked shocked, Li Xuan is the first to come to Yangzhou, they are not.

Even He Zhizhang, who has been the shortest, has been for more than a few months, and the most important thing in his mind is to write poems about Yangzhou.

However, for a while, everyone looked at each other, and they didn't know who should be the first to speak.

Li Xuan and Lu Yuanfang glanced at each other, and Li Xuan spoke: "In this way, let's start with Brother Ji Zhenxian, although my dynasty does not focus on young geniuses, but young people always have to receive some preferential treatment, but it depends on how talented Brother Ji Zhenxian is."

"Then it's going to be a brick and a brick." He Zhizhang stood up without hesitation.

Although his reputation only spreads in Jiangzuo, he is also a well-deserved young talent.

Unlike Meng Qingran and Xu Zhizhi, who still have to think, now that they have to work hard, although it is not difficult to conceive a poem, it is not easy to be brilliant.

He Zhizhang walked to the window, under the moonlight, the back was cold, the sky and the ground, as if there were two starry skies.

"The clear lake is full of fog, and the mirror water has no wind and waves.

Mo Yanchun is full of fragrant flowers, and there is no middle-class lotus."

There is no middle-class picking.

Although spring has ended in Yangzhou, there are still people picking lotus in the lake.

A vivid image that instantly comes to mind.

"Not bad, not bad, really good." Li Xuan looked delighted, nodded and exclaimed: "Ji Zhenxian's talent, if it is next year's spring, not to mention anything else, Zhongju will definitely be expected."

"Is it just a chance to win?" He Zhizhang returned to the dining table, looked at Li Xuan with some disappointment, and asked, "Lord Wang, I don't know what are still lacking."

"This ......" Li Xuan turned his head to look at Lu Yuanfang, Lu Yuanfang arched his hand, Li Xuan had no choice but to speak: "Brother He Xian, although your poems are good, they are not broad, small and fresh, but the connotation is insufficient, it is still the previous sentence "Generous husband's ambition, life and death, loyalty and filial piety", the atmosphere is more bold, if you are free, you might as well go to the north to experience, the world is vast, and you will be able to gain." ….

Li Xuan's words were very sincere, He Zhizhang was first-class regardless of his talents, but the talents cultivated by the southern family were difficult to meet the wishes of the northern princes.

Although the prime ministers of the DPRK and China also have people who were born in the south, they have also experienced a lot of training, and in their eyes, the southern poetry is stingy after all.

It was rare that He Zhizhang did not refute, and listened seriously.

"The same goes for you." Lu Yuanfang suddenly opened his mouth and turned his head to look at Wang Yan, Meng Qingran and Xu Zhizhi.

He Zhizhang's problems, the three of them also have them.

Li Xuan smiled faintly, and then, Lu Yuanfang asked the three of them to each come up with a poem, but although the poetry of the three of them was excellent, they were not as good as He Zhizhang.

Poetry and talent rely on talent and life experience.

In the whole of China for 5,000 years, there are only two people, one Li Bai and one Du Fu.

"I'm ashamed, I don't know if I can ask the prince to teach me a lesson or two." He Zhizhang suddenly spoke, and his eyes looked directly at Li Xuan.

Li Xuan is one or two years older than He Zhizhang, but today's topic was opened by him, and He Zhizhang pointed directly at him, which made Li Xuan a little stunned for a while.

"It's not that this king is shirking, it's just that this king has just come to Yangzhou for less than two days, it's just some stereotypes, it's hard to have a good work, so I won't offer ugliness!"

Li Xuan waved his hand, his own poetry talent is not very good, and he doesn't have much interest, if he is interested, he doesn't mind copying two poems, but if he is not interested, then forget it.

Lu Yuanfang seemed to see Li Xuan's intentions, and looked at He Zhizhang with a smile and said, "Nanchang Wang's poetry style is simple and has many experiences.

In my opinion, it's better to wait for the prince to come to Yangzhou next time, and then ask me to wait to see the prince's grand appearance!"

"Good!" Li Xuan nodded and smiled, but He Zhizhang was about to say something, and at this moment, a hearty voice suddenly sounded from outside the door: "The king of Nanchang County naturally came to Yangzhou, how can he not cheer for Yangzhou, come and serve wine."

As he spoke, a forty-year-old six-grade official wearing a green official uniform with a gloomy face, but a non-smiling face, walked in from outside.

"Shen Zhuang, what are you doing here?" Lu Yuanfang slapped the table and stood up directly.

The cold gaze stabbed straight at the person like a sword.

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