Chapter 411 Traveler VS Traveler
Chu Pingsheng chuckled and said, "The eldest princess still loves me."
The ministers all looked at each other in confusion, especially the people from the Northern Qi envoy. Xindao thought that this Nanqing Crown Prince and Grand Master was indeed as popular as the rumors. He was a king-like figure, so horny that even female ghosts would try him. He was the only one in the world.
Xin Qiwu found that several officials from the Ministry of Rites were looking at him, whispering to each other. He was speechless. He wanted to explain but couldn't. Mr. Chu slept on the flower boat on the Jinghe River and now he wants to try it. What does it feel like to be a female ghost, and what does this have to do with him?
Only Fan Xian narrowed his eyes slightly and boiled with resentment.
Just now, when Li Yunrui was answering Lin Youdao's question about whether his wife and concubines were beautiful, she glanced at him, unable to conceal her mockery.
She, a mother-in-law, has no family affection at all, and wants to marry Lin Wan'er to a lecherous savage like Chu Pingsheng just to control the royal family's financial power. This is so hateful and dirty.
Li Yunqian lost his temper when he saw that he looked like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water, and waved his hand downwards.
“Serve the meal.”
Following the emperor’s order, the maids in formal attire filed in holding vegetables in their hands, walked to the food tables, knelt down, and placed each of them on their knees. After placing the food boxes, he slowly stood up and bowed away.
"My dear friends, come and drink this cup with me."
Li Yunqian picked up the golden cup handed over by the palace maid and invited the ministers to drink together.
Everyone raised their glasses to say long live, and drank all the wine in their glasses.
Drink.
Li Yunqian glanced around and saw Fan Xian downing three glasses in a row, as if he was drinking. He cleared his throat and called out: "Fan Xielu."
"Fan Xielu..."
It wasn't until Xin Qiwu knocked on his food table and pointed up that Fan Xian realized that the emperor was calling him. He hurriedly swallowed the food in his mouth and stepped out to bow: "I am here."
"I heard that you are at Honglu Temple these days...Xin Qiwu praised you for being neither humble nor overbearing, calm and steady, and performing well."
"It's just a matter of duty "
Fan Xian raised his head slightly and glanced at the person sitting on the dragon chair with his peripheral vision.
"Come on, come up front and have a drink with me."
Of course Li Yunqian could hear the resentment in his heart.
Fan Xian stepped up the steps and walked closer. He took a look at the Crown Prince and Grand Master, Kaifu Yi and the Third Master Chu, who had their left legs crossed, their right legs bent at the knees, and their bodies slightly tilted back. His eyes were slightly cold.
A talented time traveler, whose mother is the emperor's favorite woman, has a great master's servants, and is protected by a group of powerful officials, there is no doubt that Tianhu will start.
But so what? In the end, he couldn't even protect the woman he loved, and was used as a political bargaining chip by the emperor to marry a despicable and shameless womanizer.
He took the wine glass handed by the palace maid and drank it down.
Li Yun looked at Yun Zhilan, who was sitting upright at Zhuang Mohan, and said, "Yun Zhilan, have you seen that Fan Xielu is not only outstanding in literary talent, but also a young leader in martial arts. He killed those two of your apprentices. ."
Yun Zhilan stood up and said, "I don't know which one is stronger than Mr. Chu."
Li Yunqian smiled.
Even Guo Youzhi's son, palace editor Guo Baokun, heard Yun Zhilan's provocation.
"Speaking of this, I am also very curious, who is more powerful, your master Si Gu Jian or Chu Pingsheng's master Bai Feng."
"You will know after a comparison."
"Well, Sigu Jian's apprentice is indeed a bit arrogant."
Li Yunqian gave a compliment and waved his hand, signaling Fan Xian to step back.
“Fan Xielu will wait a moment.”
Li Chengze suddenly stopped Fan Xian, walked out from behind the dining table, and knelt down: "Father, I have something to say."
"Speak."
"I think, Fan Xian's literary talents are better than his martial arts. If Fan Xian is given the reins in the spring of next year, he will definitely inspire the talents of our Daqing students to strive for success and create a good story."
"..."
Li Yunqian used his chopsticks to poke at the beef in the food box a few times. He remained silent and glanced at Fan Xian and Chu Pingsheng with the corner of his eye.
Prince Li Chengqian looked at his second brother, his brows furrowed and his eyes solemn.
After Yun Zhilan instigated the relationship between Chu Pingsheng and Fan Xian, is it now the second prince’s turn to instigate their relationship...
Of course, compared to Yun Zhilan’s childishness, Li Chengze’s operation But it’s much more showy.
It is well known that Chu Pingsheng and Fan Xian have a bad relationship because of Lin Waner's ownership issue.
For so many years, the three first-level positions of Prince Taishi, Prince Taifu and Prince Taibao have been vacant. This year, a teacher was suddenly found for the Prince. Logically speaking, the teacher who teaches the Prince poetry and essays should be He is a prestigious bachelor, but what has Chu Pingsheng done in the past few months? Sleeping in flowers and sleeping in willows, he indulges in sex and sex, and the wine is not good enough. He beats the crown prince of Prince Jing at the top and the Turtle King of the brothel at the bottom. He is even more dandy than the dandies in Kyoto City.
As for Fan Xian, he became a blockbuster with a seven-rhyme poem at a poetry gathering held by Prince Jing, and he also wrote a popular storybook like Red Mansions. Folks even named him the number one poet in Nanqing.
Asking him to preside over Chunwei can indeed convince the public, but with such support and trampling, Chu Pingsheng, the big boss, may not have any idea, and His Highness the Crown Prince will definitely lose his face.
Standing in Li Chengze’s position is tantamount to publicly disgusting the Crown Prince and Grand Master, retaliating for what Chu Pingsheng did in Shujing Palace, and intensifying the conflict between Fan Xian and the Crown Prince, making him side with him. From now on From then on, they worked together to resist the prince who hugged Bai Feng's lap.
But others can't say anything, because it is Li Yunqian who praises Fan Xian for his good work, and it is Li Yunqian who praises Fan Xian for his literary talent. He who does well and has good literary talent should naturally be rewarded, and he, as his son, is He spoke according to his father's wishes without any personal interests.
Crack. Li Yunqian slapped his chopsticks on the table, raised his sleeves, retracted his legs, straightened his spine and said: "There are still a few months until spring, let's discuss it then."
The prince has the position of a prince, and Li Chengze has Li Chengze's Xiao Jiujiu. Of course, he also has his own considerations.
What was the purpose of letting the prince worship Chu Pingsheng as his teacher? It's very simple, ease the conflict between the two parties and show goodwill towards Bai Feng.
But correspondingly, this brings up a question. If the prince and Chu Pingsheng are of the same mind, can he still sit on the throne?
So after Chu Pingsheng became a high-ranking official, he let himself go, slept on flower boats at night, and visited wine shops. The prince often lamented that teachers like this were damaging to the reputation of the royal family. It would be better not to worship him. He said the same thing when talking about this matter He shook his head, but his actual thought was that he was happy to see this.
If Chu Pingsheng worked hard and focused on government affairs, he would be troubled.
Based on the current situation, Li Chengze proposed to let Fan Xian preside over the spring palace. If this makes the prince and Chu Pingsheng share the same hatred and the relationship heats up, then things will be bad.
“Yes.”
Seeing the emperor’s refusal, Li Chengze had no choice but to give up and return to sit behind the dining table.
Fan Xian also wanted to return to his seat, and he didn't want Zhuang Mohan, who had been silent, to stop him.
"Your Majesty, is this son Fan Xian?"
"Exactly." Li Yunqian said, "Mr. Zhuang knows him?"
"I have read his poems."
< br>Zhuang Mohan pondered for a moment, shook his head and said: "The wind is strong, the sky is high, the apes are screaming in mourning, the white birds are flying back in the clear sand of Zhugistan, the endless fallen trees are rustling, and the endless Yangtze River is rolling in. Wanli is a frequent guest in the sad autumn, and he has been sick for hundreds of years. , Hard work and hatred, frosty temples, a new wine glass filled with dirt... What a poem, what a poem, but..."
His one sentence made everyone in the audience hold their breath and pay attention. Fan Xian He curled his lips with contempt on his face, left the table directly, returned to his seat and sat down, drinking and eating as he pleased.
Li Yunqian glanced at the illegitimate son, looked at Zhuang Mohan and said, "But what?"
"But the last four lines of this poem were written by his master."
"Mr. Zhuang's Teacher?"
"That's right."
While drinking, Fan Xian looked down upon Zhuang Mohan: "Is Mr. Zhuang's teacher named Du?"
The old man shook his head: "My master's surname is not Du."
"That's okay."
Fan Xian was determined and without any scruples. Flushing.
Li Yunrui complimented him at the right time: "Mr. Zhuang, although you are a great figure in the literary world, you can't accuse me of plagiarism without evidence, right?"
Zhuang Mohan opened the copybook on his right hand side. He whipped the strap forward, and there was a word. The writing was strong and majestic, like a dragon flying and a phoenix dancing, bold and free.
Li Yunrui stood up and looked at it for a while, with a look of surprise on his face: "It is indeed the last four sentences of the quatrain."
Li Yunqian waved his hand, and the young eunuch on the rear right stepped forward to pick up the copybook and showed it to the courtiers present.
Everyone was talking about this, but they only dared to speak in a low voice and did not dare to speak loudly. Even Guo Baokun, who hated Fan Xian to his bones, only dared to show a slight smile on his face.
The reason... is of course that Fan Xian is the illegitimate son of Emperor Qing.
Li Chengze glanced at Li Chengqian who was calm and said tentatively: "Father, I think there must be a misunderstanding here."
"Misunderstanding? There is no misunderstanding. Dirty... belch... a basketful of things."
Fan Xian stood up, drunkenly walked over with a wine flask in hand, pointed at Zhuang Mohan and said: "You? Northern Qi literary world Everyone? Haha, it’s so ridiculous. I’m copying poems for myself, and you’re not as good as me, copying poems for your teacher.”
After saying that, he looked at Chu Pingsheng, who was sitting next to him. : "Is this the person you invited to deal with me? His skills are too poor."
Chu Pingsheng shook his head and ignored him, and also did not respond to the questioning looks of Emperor Qing, Li Chengze and others.
So it’s okay to compare one person to another. As long as the other person is worse than me, then I am noble? Bright? Correct?
If you recite a poem drunkenly and feel very passionate, isn't it still someone else's poem in the end? Moreover, when a collection of poems was published later, he did not indicate the source or the name of the original author.
Fan Xian took another sip of wine, pointed at Zhuang Mohan and said, "I'm not afraid to tell you that this poem was written by Du Fu, an old poet from Shaolingye. It has nothing to do with your teacher. Mr. Zhuang stole the name of your dead teacher. Is this the literary giant of the Northern Qi Dynasty? "
"The poet Du Fu?"
"No, he is famous in history. Belongs to another world"
"Is it the fairy world?"
"Compared with this place, it is not an exaggeration to say it is the fairyland."
Li Yunrui stood up and said: "Fan Xian, according to you, this poem... was brought here from another world by you?"< br>
Fan Xian said: "That's right."
"Absurd!"
"Absurd? You don't believe it? I didn't just memorize this one."
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(End of this chapter)