"At the age of sixteen, he has become a generational poet, unparalleled for a hundred years? This..."
"Thank you for what you said personally..."
"Let's read his poems first and then talk..."
Later, I heard Uncle Xie Fang talk about the Xuande Palace, stating that the man went north to perform meritorious service, and frankly said that the resignation of the Prime Minister was related to this matter. However, although he lost his position, he still appreciated the other party's poems.
Before the poem was published, many people praised Uncle Fang for his integrity.
"Thank you for your magnanimity. How many in this world can compare with it?"
"As expected of the prime minister, he is capable of supporting a boat..."
Only Jiang Wanli heard this and sighed deeply in his heart, saying to himself: "Thank you Uncle Fang for everything going well, but he only cares about personal grudges."
How could he not see it? This is completely flattering.
With Jiang Wanli's attainments, he could tell at a glance that those five poems could never have been written by Li Xia. If nothing else, you could tell by looking at the style and handwriting of the poems.
Now that I have been praised by Uncle Xie Fang, and I am safe on that kid's head, as much praise as I receive today, there will be ten times the condemnation tomorrow.
How many days can you hide the art of poetry without real talent and practical knowledge?
Countless literati are bound to be dissatisfied with this comment that is the most popular in the world, and sooner or later they will attack it.
Coupled with the hard work of going north, when word spread that Li Xia's party attached treacherous ministers, no matter how great the merit, it would become a great crime.
Once his reputation is ruined, his career will be ruined and his future will be over.
…
Tang An'an was already confused.
Her appearance was slightly better than Ji Xixi's, and Hu Zhen had high hopes for her, hoping that she would become famous in Lin'an today.
But before he spoke, the attention of everyone in the entire literary society had completely shifted elsewhere.
After she has tuned the piano, it doesn't matter if she sings for a while or if she doesn't sing.
Finally, she saw Uncle Xie Fang ordered someone to bring out some pieces of poetry.
The literary meeting suddenly became noisy.
The literati stood up one after another and gathered in groups to discuss.
Someone else came to the stage holding poems and asked, "Why don't you ask Tang Xing to sing these new poems?"
"good……"
Tang An'an just took the paper and hadn't read it yet. Suddenly, another name fell into her ears.
She looked back and saw Uncle Xie Fang stroking his beard and smiling.
"His name is Li Xia..."
Tang Anan was stunned, his ears buzzing.
"To have written so many masterpieces at this age..."
"He was framed, and the third government office failed to investigate for a while, implicating Mr. Xie..."
"Li Xia indirectly caused Mr. Xie to lose his position as prime minister, but Mr. Xie admired him very much..."
"And what he did when he went north to perform meritorious service is really remarkable..."
"Liu Zheng captured Xinyang with twelve heroes, and Li Xia bravely entered Bianliang. Both of them can match the spirit of Duke Jiaxuan. Unfortunately, Liu Zheng was lost to literary talents. Only Li Xia, who is capable of both literary and military skills, will really be comparable to Duke Jiaxuan in the future..."
"In terms of merit, he can't compare to Duke Jiaxuan. But when Duke Jiaxuan charged into tens of thousands of enemy camps with fifty cavalry and killed the rebels, he was already twenty and two years old, and Li Xia was only sixteen..."
"Meng Hui, Meng Hui, you are better than him in terms of poetry, and even worse in martial arts..."
"I'm convinced, I just want to see Li Xia..."
Everyone was talking about "Li Xia", and this name kept flooding into Tang An'an's mind. Her delicate hand on the strings suddenly trembled, and with a "lang" sound, the sound of the piano sounded.
Tang An'an was confused, stunned, and then started to sing...
at dusk.
Li Xia got up and went to Ding Mansion for the banquet.
Gao Changshou and Gao Mingyue have become familiar with the terrain in Yujie and are preparing to assassinate Sun Yingzhi.
The Gushan Literary Meeting has ended, and the scribes boarded the ship and sailed back, still talking about the five poems handed down from ancient times...
Hu Zhen took the girls boating on the West Lake and then returned to Fenglian Tower.
She had some mixed feelings in her heart.
After the spring of Jinke, she set her sights on Jiang Wanli and these disciples, the world-famous Bailuzhou Academy, a forty Jinshi.
In order to be able to stand out at today's literary conference, she has been busy for more than four months.
But the name most remembered today is another.
Li Xia.
Tang Anan was lucky enough to be able to sing his lyrics and become an embellishment.
And no matter how outstanding Ji Xixi's previous performance was, no one would mention her again.
Hu Zhen couldn't think about whether the harvest was more or less than expected.
What she was thinking of was that Li Xia had been to Fenglianlou at noon, and her words, "Li Yong, this son is useless, has a small belly." She still heard her words...
Hu Zhen no longer wanted to talk to Tang An'an and Ji Xixi, so he dismissed the two prostitutes who were performing.
She left a few prostitutes sitting with her, asked them for a while, and even wrote them down with her own hand.
Afterwards, she moved into a side room.
Sitting in the room was a middle-aged man with a white face and no beard.
He was dressed luxuriously and neatly, with a graceful yet flattering expression on his face, which made him look strange.
Hu Zhen gave a salute and said: "Chief Guan Pavilion."
Guan De put down his tea cup and asked, "How is it? What did those slanderous scholars say? Are they slandering a high official again?"
His voice was high-pitched, as if it had not been altered.
Hu Zhen said: "He is full of slander."
"Confucianists are the most annoying. Zhu Xi even scolded us for riding in a sedan chair, bah."
Guan De spat, then became proud again, and said: "However, these incompetent scholars are accustomed to spitting shit. Let's play with them thoroughly. What specific slanders do they have? Show me and kill them."
Hu Zhen smiled, knowing that he always spoke like this, he could speak elegant words and slang.
She handed over a piece of paper.
Guan De looked at it, shook his head dissatisfied, and said, "That's it? What did the two old guys say?"
"They went far away to talk alone and didn't let the girls sit with them."
"It's useless." Guan De raised his beautiful hand and pointed at Hu Zhen. It didn't sound like he was scolding, but more like he was teasing.
Hu Zhen smiled and said: "Two old men, what can I do? However, the new affairs in Lin'an City were ignored by the cabinet minister, so I missed a good thing today."
"What good thing?"
"Li Xia, those poems."
"What happened the day before yesterday, I just came to see you tonight, how can I say it?" Guan De said angrily, "Besides, that word was not written by Li Xia. He read it from a book, "Junior High School Chinese", you go and write it yourself
Buy the book."
"Uncle Xie Fang said today that it was Li Xia who did it."
"Praise for killing, that Li Xia's handwriting is ugly, and he can't write lyrics. The old guy is so narrow-minded, even stingier than us."
Guan De spat, a little delicately, stood up and said: "Let's go, it's not easy to come out, I have to go elsewhere."
Hu Zhen said: "My two girls have been trained, how should we arrange them?"
"Wait a moment, the official said, don't make Concubine Yan unhappy."
"I'm asking, do you really plan to arrange it? Otherwise, it will get worse day by day, and your mind will..."
"What else?" Guan De stamped his feet and said angrily: "How difficult is it to make money and keep it at the same time? Don't you make money? You have only been on stage for a few days, and you haven't even gotten back your capital."
"Yes, yes, yes." Hu Zhen agreed, stood up to see him off, and said, "By the way, you bailed Li Xia out of prison at that time? Because I begged you?"
"Oh, why do you keep asking him? I told you back then that I wouldn't do such a thing for you."
"Then how come he went to the north and made meritorious deeds?"
"How do I know? After all, they were protected by those people. Why do you care about this?"
Hu Zhen said: "I just feel strange, how could his family offend the Sun family?"
"Regard them? What does it have to do with us? Killing people on our territory is really annoying. It cost a lot of money to demolish and rebuild the West Park area..."
Guan De was angry again and left Feng Curtain Tower.
Every time he saw the sedan, he would curse lightly.
"Old Master Zhu, let's just sit in the sedan chair and get angry..."
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