"Empress, I'm ready." Liang Baiyun also took the initiative to express it after most people were almost finished writing.
"Qianyu, show it to me!" Princess Kang ordered to the girl in red dress beside her.
The girl walked to Liang Baiyun a few steps, picked up the poem and took a look at it first, and then handed it to Princess Kang.
"There is a golden autumn in September, and the fragrance of flowers covers the darkness of the face." Princess Kang read it briefly, then shook her head and said, "You girl, you are still thinking about flattering me in public, but the writing is really ordinary."
Faced with Princess Kang's intimate blame, Liang Baiyun smiled and said, "Hehe, what I was not good at was poetry, it depends on poetry or Zhou Da Talent."
"What you said is right, Xiaoyi, what you wrote, read it out." Princess Kang asked with a smile.
"Talented men gather in Hualin in the golden autumn, and the poor people sit in Xiyin in the bright moon." Zhou Xiaoyi stood up and replied.
"What a good poem!" When I heard these two lines of poetry, many people suddenly started to clamor.
When Princess Kang heard this, she couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Your child is now in a peaceful and prosperous era, but you have to say this. You are the same temper as your father, and you are too straightforward."
"Xiaoyi is just to tell the truth. Now in the autumn harvest season, I originally thought that I had enough food and clothing, but when I arrived at the south bank of the west river, I saw countless poor people sitting there. Passenger boats arrived and rushed forward, which made me speechless for a while. There are two lines in this poem. I am about to pass through the passenger boat, and I am walking naked."
"What a wonderful poem!" After finishing the next two sentences, everyone was amazed.
"Brother Xiaoyi is not a loss to be the number one talent in the capital. Unfortunately, Brother Xiaoyi does not participate in the palace examination, otherwise it would be impossible for him to be the third-year high school student, and even the top scorer."
Soon some flattering words were also expressed.
Zhou Xiaoyi heard it for a while, then waved his hand and said, "You guys have praised you. You dare not be the number one talented man in the capital, let alone be the top scholar if you participate in the palace examination. There are so many talents in the world. Just like the one who is Huangzhou Jiamingde, who became a state student at the age of sixteen, is also an extremely talented person. Moreover, I thought of this song two days ago, and it can only be regarded as a borrowed one."
"Young Master Zhou is really modest."
After he finished speaking, he soon attracted a lot of praise from others.
"Since Mr. Zhou mentioned the talented man in Huangzhou, Mr. Zheng was the first to finish writing just now, so why not read it too." Princess Kang said.
As soon as she opened her mouth, everyone shut up and looked at Jia Mingde with their eyes in unison.
Zhou Xiaoyi's poem has a very high standard, revealing the hardships of the people at the bottom of the capital. Compared with the lives of the wealthy princes, these young ladies naturally sought after them. After reading poems after him, if the poems are poor, they will naturally be infinitely magnified and even despised.
Of course, Jia Mingde understood, but when the princess spoke, he immediately stood up and said, "In July, flowers are thousands of miles north, and the autumn wind is slaughtered by hundreds of flowers. The white bones on the roadside are unforgettable yesterday, and the golden valley in the whole warehouse is free today."
"What a poem, it's not a shame that he is a talented man in Huangzhou. It's much better than the poem that Sister Baiyun praised the princess just now. But Mr. Car is here to boast about his father. As expected, in the eyes of the children, his father is the greatest." After hearing this, the lady of the Zuo family shouted out the first time and was the first to comment.
Soon, someone immediately commented. "Indeed, the poem is not bad, but there is no one who praises his father, and it is still in public."
At this time, Zhou Xiaoyi also said, "Mingde is only seventeen years old and has such talent at a young age. I asked myself that I might not be able to write such a poem three years ago. It is normal to boast about his father. Che Jingluo did work hard in the north, but Mingde, you must know that the north is not alone and it is Your Majesty, and many people work together."
After hearing his high-ranking evaluation, Che Mingde finally smiled and said, "Why do you subconsciously believe that? Che has mentioned half of the words in his poem? His father is just the deputy envoy of the management. The north is stable, and the Taiwei is the one who once pacified the north. The one who really sets everything is Your Majesty. There are two sentences in my poem, "A thousand doors have the throne of the Holy King, and I will thank Hongxiang for your family to finally have a family."
After hearing the last two sentences, everyone present changed their faces. It was obvious that Che Mingde deliberately did not say the latter, just to let them have previous guesses. This approach was really despicable. Many people's faces changed a little. If it weren't for the princess, someone might have cursed.
Che Mingde asked without hesitation: "I wonder what solutions did Mr. Zhou have to deal with those porters in Jingxihe before?"
"I have been giving rice every day for the third day in a row. If you hadn't asked, I wouldn't have answered such a thing here." Zhou Xiaoyi said.
车明德忍不住嘲讽的笑起来.
“你笑什么?”周孝义反问道.
Che Mingde still said in a sarcastic tone: "Young Master Zhou, do you dare to compete with me?"
"Compare strength? I am a scholar, what kind of strength?" Zhou Xiaoyi asked subconsciously without wanting to fall into the other party's entire set.
"Then, I will not eat or drink now. How about we compete tomorrow?" Che Mingde suggested.
"What are you? Even if I win, I won't be glorious. And..." Zhou Xiaoyi subconsciously retorted, but halfway through his words, he seemed to realize that he seemed to be trapped in the other party's complete set.
Che Mingde also said at this time: "Those porters are doing things to carry goods from Jingxihe. If they are hungry, they can't do anything. It is a good thing to serve porridge, but they may not be able to withstand it if they drink porridge for a while. It can be seen that those people are not short of food. Mr. Zhou knows why there are so many porters on Jingxihe? Where do they come from?"
"This... is naturally some poor people who can only rely on hard work." Zhou Xiaoyi thought about it before saying, but his tone was no longer the same as before.
"In fact, most of those people are the people in the north of Suzhou. Suzhou harvests earlier in autumn. During the busy farming period, farmers along the Jingxi River can see ships heading north to the capital. Because the people in the capital have a better life and few willing to work hard labor, the farmers and the boats agreed early in the morning that when they go to the place to unload the goods, gradually, farmers in two or three counties north of Suzhou will choose to unload the goods after the busy farming period, so as to earn more money. As for moving goods naked, if they are wearing clothes, The clothes were worn out after half a day, and when they were busy, they were sweating. It would be easier to take them off. They are farmers in Suzhou, not lowly and poor people. This incident just reflects that Your Majesty has a good governance of the country, and the people live and work in peace and contentment. Even after the autumn harvest, there is no need to guard the food for fear of bandits. Young and strong can come out to work and earn more money and grain. I hope there are more people like this in various places." Che Mingde said word by word, each sentence was sonorous and powerful, and it was not the kind of boastful talk like Zhou Xiaoyi.
Chapter completed!