Bai Song was not worried that his classmates would have difficulty winning the competition without him.
Instead, I feel that Princess Danyang behaves strangely. Ever since I met her, she has been elusive.
Bai Song felt that the princess cared too much about him, as if she had ulterior motives.
From the left and right, one couldn't tell her true intentions. Bai Song was asked to follow Princess Danyang alone, which actually made Bai Song a little uncomfortable.
Bai Song originally wanted to show off to his classmates, hoping that they would understand that he was worried and someone would speak up to help him out.
Unexpectedly, none of these classmates were reliable and none of them understood Bai Song's thoughts. On the contrary, they were unhappy and aroused their desire to win.
Just asking Bai Song to leave with the princess meant that Bai Song had no way out.
Bai Song could only nod in agreement and watched a dozen of his classmates go into the garden first.
Princess Danyang smiled at Bai Song, pointed to her side, and motioned for him to wait a moment.
After everyone from Yongxing College entered, there were only a few people outside. After everyone entered, the guards closed the door.
Princess Danyang signaled Li Chengqian to turn around.
There were many people in the palace around, and Bai Song was also present. The prince actually took Princess Danyang's hand so naturally, and returned together obediently like a child finding its mother.
Bai Song was a little surprised. He looked at the prince and then at Princess Danyang.
Although Princess Danyang is the prince's aunt, the prince is still young, so such a move is not a problem if considered carefully.
But the prince has already passed his coming-of-age ceremony and still holding his aunt's hand while walking like this, it always feels a bit inconsistent.
"Mr. Bai, come to my side."
When Bai Song heard this, he rushed over in a panic and half-bowed, trying not to dazzle anyone.
Now you should be careful everywhere to avoid violating taboos and causing any disaster.
When Princess Danyang saw this, she was stunned for a moment, then she laughed and asked, "Why are you so reserved, Mr. Bai? I am not a man-eating goblin! Come closer quickly."
After saying that, without waiting for Bai Song's response, he reached out and grabbed Bai Song's arm. His slender fingers hooked Bai Song's arm, and he pulled Bai Song close to him.
The princess pulled her back with no intention of letting go, which made it even more weird.
The prince is holding the princess, and the princess is holding Bai Song!
What does this look like?
It may be said that it is polite for the prince to lead the princess, but for the princess to lead a commoner in full view of the public, how can there be any decency at all?
Bai Song felt uncomfortable all over, and even felt that the princess wanted to punish him because of Yu Li's behavior.
It is not impossible that this could lead to the disaster Yuan Tiangang mentioned.
At that moment, Bai Song was really a little scared.
But when I looked again, there were more than 20 people in the surrounding team, but they didn't show any strange expressions, and they seemed to have disappeared.
It doesn't look like he's asking for guilt.
Princess Danyang looked at Bai Song with a smile, held Bai Song's arm, raised it, and shook it before their eyes, as if to remind Bai Song that this was nothing at all.
"Mr. Bai, do you still need to be cautious now?"
"..." Bai Song was still a little stunned.
"I hate those secular etiquettes the most. In front of me, Mr. Bai can feel free to joke and joke without being formal. The more indulgent you are, the more I like him. If you are so restrained, I will feel uncomfortable and make you feel uncomfortable.
People’s hearts are unhappy.”
"Gulu..." Bai Song swallowed, feeling more and more that this taste was wrong.
He could understand the meaning of the princess's words, but was her choice of words inappropriate?
"Indulge" and "like" always sound a little weird.
And the sound is not quiet, and can be heard by many people around.
Bai Song turned around and looked at a palace maid nearby.
When the palace maid saw Bai Song's gaze, she smiled sweetly and turned her face away, pretending not to see him.
Looking at the prince next to him, he looks like a puppet, expressionless and very strange.
In this strange situation, Bai Song followed Princess Danyang to the main garden of Qingyuan.
This Qingyuan was originally an early royal villa, but as the number of royal villas increased, this Qingyuan became idle.
Although it is idle, the garden is constantly being repaired every year, and the scenery in the garden is excellent.
The main garden is connected by corridors. Outside the corridor is a zigzag bluestone road. In the center is a small flower bed with countless exotic flowers and plants. All the trees on the sides of the garden are sheltered. The prince and Princess Danyang walked to the entrance of the corridor and sat down.
Students gathered in the back-shaped Qingshi Road Yuanba. In the attic to the north were teachers from various colleges and some famous old scholars.
Everyone in the poetry gathering had already returned to their seats, and Qingyuan was rarely busy.
When everyone saw the prince approaching, they all stood up and saluted.
Princess Danyang patted the prince on the back and winked at him.
Li Chengqian just stepped forward and said to everyone in a somewhat awkward voice: "Today's poetry meeting is for all the talented scholars of the Tang Dynasty. You can show yourselves as much as you can. I am just watching from the sidelines. You don't need to be polite."
After Li Chengqian finished speaking, he quickly returned to Princess Danyang.
Princess Danyang said to her: "Go and play."
Her tone sounded like a young mother sending her naughty child away.
When Li Chengqian heard this, he finally regained his energy, just like when he was at Xiangjiazhuang when he went to the table next to him to throw dice.
At this time, several old men came out of the loft opposite. One of them stepped forward and said, "Today, I have been entrusted by the prince to preside over the Qingyuan Poetry Recital."
Bai Song looked at it, but it was too far away to see clearly, so he half-squinted his eyes.
Seeing what Bai Song was doing, Princess Danyang asked, "Mr. Bai knows Mr. Song?"
"Mr. Song?" Bai Song slowly shook his head.
"The reputation of Mr. Song is not lower than that of Yu Shinan. Mr. Song's name is Song Xing. He is a great Confucian in the world. He has disciples all over the world. He is highly respected and extraordinary. The emperor has invited him to become an official many times, but he has been rejected. He only opened an office in the capital.
He taught students at Wenhua Academy. During his teaching, he annotated and compiled thousands of volumes of scriptures and made great contributions to the literary world of the Tang Dynasty. Some people call him a 'literary sage' whose status is not trivial."
After hearing this, Bai Song nodded repeatedly and thought highly of her. He thought that with these introductions to the princess, wouldn't she be even more famous than Yu Shinan?
Just as she was thinking about it, Princess Danyang suddenly shook her head: "This man only has a good reputation and is old. I feel that he really has no real talent and learning. At least he is far behind Mr. Bai."
"How can ordinary people be compared with the great scholars of our time?"
Bai Song pretended to be humble, but Princess Danyang had long seen Bai Song's arrogant nature. Instead, she asked with a smile: "I'm afraid she knows best than Mr. Bai himself."
Bai Song still didn't understand what the princess meant.
The first topic at the poetry meeting was already mentioned, and it was said to be about the Tang army's defeat of the Turks.
Bai Song was lucky enough to leave. He was most afraid of this kind of policy question. It wasn't that he couldn't answer it, but he was just too lazy to think about it.
Bai Song did not like this kind of laborious work, and felt that it was better to write poems and lyrics in a clean and easy way.
If you can write it, just write it. If you can't write it, admit it. Why bother to talk about what is there and what is not.
But students outside are different. This opportunity is rare. Who wouldn’t seize the opportunity and hurry up?
As soon as the question came out, the response outside became lively.
