Chapter 484: The Poetry Meeting Begins
Bai Song is not worried that his classmates will not be able to win the competition without themselves.
Instead, I think this Danyang princess behaves strangely, and since I knew her, this princess has been unpredictable.
Bai Song felt that this princess cared too much about herself, as if she had other plans.
Looking left and right, he couldn't conclude his true intentions, and asked Bai Song to follow Princess Danyang alone, which made Bai Song a little uncomfortable.
Bai Song wanted to give his classmates a look, hoping that they would understand their worries, so that someone would speak out to relieve them.
Unexpectedly, none of these classmates were reliable, none of them understood Bai Song's thoughts, but they were still sullen and unhappy, and they were aroused to win.
A sentence of letting Bai Song go with the princess is to make Bai Song have no way out.
Bai Song could only nod and agree, and watched more than a dozen of his classmates enter the garden first.
Princess Danyang smiled at Bai Song, pointed to her side, and motioned for him to wait beside her.
After everyone from Yongxing Academy entered, there were only a few people outside, and after all entered, the guards closed the door.
Princess Danyang motioned for Li Chengqian to turn around.
There were a lot of people in the palace around, and Bai Song was present, so the prince actually took Princess Danyang's hand so naturally, and obediently returned together like a child finding his mother.
Bai Song was a little surprised, looked at the prince, and then looked at Princess Danyang.
Although Princess Danyang is the prince's aunt, the prince is still young, so there is no problem with such a careful move.
But the prince has passed the coming-of-age ceremony, and he still walks by his aunt's hand like this, and there is always a sense of disobedience.
"Bai Gongzi, come to the side of the palace."
When Bai Song heard this, he panicked, half-bowed, and tried not to be dazzling.
Now be careful everywhere, lest you commit a taboo and cause any calamity.
Seeing this, Princess Danyang was slightly stunned, then laughed and asked, "Why is Bai Gongzi so restrained?" Hongu is not a man-eating goblin! Get closer. β
After that, without waiting for Bai Song to respond, he reached out and grabbed it, and his slender fingers hooked Bai Song's arm, pulling Bai Song to his side at once.
And the princess didn't let go of this pull, so it was even more weird.
The prince is holding the princess, and the princess is holding Bai Song!
What does this look like?
The prince is still polite to hold the princess, but the princess is holding a grass people, and she is in full view, how can there be any dignity at all?
Bai Song was uncomfortable, and even felt that the princess wanted to rectify herself on the grounds of delinquency.
It is not impossible to cause the catastrophe in Yuan Tiangang's mouth as a result.
At that moment, Bai Song was really a little scared.
But when I looked at it again, there were more than 20 people in the surrounding team, but they didn't show any unusual expressions, as if they were gone.
It doesn't look like it's about sin.
Princess Danyang looked at Bai Song with a smile, held Bai Song's arm and raised it, and shook it in front of the two of them, as if reminding Bai Song that this was nothing at all.
"Bai Gongzi, do you still need to be restrained now?"
"......" Bai Song was still a little stunned.
"This palace hates those secular etiquette the most, in front of this palace, Bai Gongzi can rest assured to laugh, no need to be formal, the more indulgent the son, the more the palace likes it, if the son is so restrained, it makes the palace feel angry, which makes people unhappy."
"Gollum ......" Bai Song swallowed his saliva, feeling more and more that this taste was wrong.
He could understand the meaning of the princess's words, but was the princess's words inappropriate?
"Indulgence" and "like" always sound a little weird.
And the sound is not small, and many people around can hear it.
Bai Song looked back at a palace maid nearby.
When the palace maid saw Bai Song's gaze, she smiled coquettishly, turned her face and pretended not to see it.
Looking at the prince next to him, he was like a puppet, expressionless, and very weird.
In this weirdness, Bai Song went to the main garden of Qingyuan with Princess Danyang.
This green garden was originally an early royal garden, but as the royal garden became more and more, this green garden was idle.
Although it is idle, the garden is constantly repaired every year, and the scenery in the garden is excellent.
In the main garden, the corridor is connected, outside the corridor is a hollow-shaped bluestone road, the center is a small flower bed, there are countless exotic flowers and plants in it, all the trees on the edge of the garden are shaded, the prince and the princess of Danyang walk down and sit down through the corridor, the students of each college gather in the hollow-shaped bluestone road courtyard, and in the attic in the north is the gentleman of each college, as well as some famous old scholars.
The poetry club has long been in its place, and the Qingyuan is rarely lively.
When everyone saw the prince coming, they all stood up and saluted.
Princess Danyang patted the prince on the back and glanced at him.
Li Chengqian stepped forward and said to everyone a little jerkyly: "Today's poetry meeting is a poetry meeting of all the talented people of the Tang Dynasty, you can show it, this prince is just watching from the sidelines, you don't have to be polite." β
After Li Chengqian finished speaking, he hurriedly returned to Princess Danyang's side.
Princess Danyang said to her, "Let's go and play." β
It was like a young mother who was sending a bear child.
When Li Chengqian heard this, he finally regained his vitality, just like when he was in Xiangjiazhuang, he went to a table next to him to throw dice.
At this time, several old men came out of the attic opposite, and one of them stepped forward and said: "Today, entrusted by the prince, the old man should preside over the Qingyuan Poetry Club." β
Bai Song looked at it, but he couldn't see it clearly from too far away, so he half-narrowed his eyes.
Seeing Bai Song doing this, Princess Danyang beside her asked, "Does Bai Gongzi know Mr. Song?" β
"Mr. Song?" Bai Song shook his head slowly.
"This Mr. Song's reputation is no lower than Yu Shinan. Mr. Song's name is Song Xing, a great Confucian in the world, and his protΓ©gΓ©s are all over the world, and he is highly respected and comparable to ordinary people. The emperor invited him to come out of the mountain as an official many times, but he was refused. It was just to open Wenhua Academy in the capital and teach students. During his teaching period, he commented on thousands of volumes of scriptures and texts, and made great contributions to the Tang Dynasty literary circle, and some people called it 'Wensheng'. β
Bai Song listened, nodded again and again, and thought a little more highly of it, and said in his heart that just the princess's introduction, wouldn't it be more famous than Yu Shinan?
Just thinking about it, Princess Danyang suddenly shook her head: "This person only has a good reputation, and he is an old man, and this palace feels that he really doesn't have real talent and learning, at least it is far worse than Bai Gongzi." β
"How can the grass people be compared with the great Confucians of the time?"
Bai Song pretended to be modest, but Princess Danyang had already seen Bai Song's arrogance, and instead asked with a smile: "I'm afraid that only Bai Gongzi knows best in his heart." β
Bai Song didn't understand what the princess meant.
At the poetry meeting, the first question has already come out, saying that it is about the Tang Army's first battle to break the Turks.
Bai Song was fortunate to leave, he was most afraid of this kind of policy question, not that he couldn't answer, but he was too lazy to think about it.
Bai Song doesn't like this kind of troublesome and laborious thing, but it is better to write poems and lyrics cleanly and freely.
If you can write it, you can write it, and if you can't write it, you can admit it, so why bother to say what you have and don't.
But the students outside are different, and it's rare to have this opportunity, who hasn't seized the opportunity to hurry up?
As soon as the question came out, the answers outside became lively.