Under the night, the Wangyou Lake is rippled with ripples. Various lampstands set up on the shore of the lake emit a different kind of light under the moonlight, dispelling the darkness here.
Boat after boat was cruising in Wangyou Lake. On the shore of the crowded lake, many people gathered around. Everyone looked around with their necks stretched out, and many people had envious looks on their faces.
"After all, it is a poetry meeting jointly organized by seven academies. This performance is extraordinary. Look, the people playing the piano and playing music outside the boat are all famous oirans in the world."
"Who says it's not the case? If I'm lucky enough to board the boat, I can stay there for even an hour or jump into the lake to feed the fish."
"Wake up, you think it's in your home, and anyone who wants to can go there? Without the imperial edict distributed by the seven major academies, you can't even enter the outer perimeter."
"Speaking of which, the Wangyou Lake Poetry Conference has been held for a few days. It is said that several of the poems announced in the preliminary selection have been selected for the "Qinglong Anthology". If they can catch the eyes of the scholars sent by the seven academies, it can be
It will be included in the "Qinglong Anthology"."
"I don't know if any of the poems from this Wangyou Lake Poetry Contest will be selected into the "Feng Yun Bang". Our court has been in power for several years and there are no works handed down from generation to generation..."
"Are you kidding me? Among the masterpieces selected for the "Honor of Music", which one is not famous all over the world? It must be a literary star."
On the shores of the lively Wangyou Lake, there were endless discussions, and a poetry meeting attracted the attention of countless people in Shangdu. Such a grand occasion could only be compared when the meeting was held.
Lian Xin rushed all the way to the lakeside pier, passed through the crowded crowd, passed the peripheral inspection with the imperial edict, and then took a boat to the painting boat ferry held by Zhaoyan Academy.
When Huangfu Jingyu saw Lian Xin, he did not see Chu Ling. His eyebrows were slightly furrowed. Liu Chengfeng, who was sitting next to him, seemed to have guessed something when he saw Lian Xin standing with his head lowered.
"Since I don't want to come, I guess it's not my intention to come."
Liu Chengfeng smiled, picked up the wine cup, and looked at Huangfu Jingyu, "Princess, why don't we wait and leave. There are no good poems on this boat tonight for us to appreciate."
Huangfu Jingyu's face looked a little ugly.
Ever since she was little, she has won the favor and trust of Emperor Feng, and no one in the court dared to refuse her, except this Chu Ling, who refused again and again.
Even if he is talented and has a marriage contract with Duke Shun, he should not be so arrogant.
Seeing that her princess was silent, Lian Xin hurriedly stepped forward to explain everything that had happened before, and then took out the piece of paper from her purse.
"Interesting, really interesting."
Liu Chengfeng smiled slightly and said: "This Chu Ling seems to have no idea about the Wangyou Lake Poetry Society. Otherwise, he would not ask for a hundred gold or accept the invitation. Princess, can I have a look at this poem?"
What on earth does he want to do?
Huangfu Jingyu stared at the paper in front of him, and doubts arose in his heart. He was obviously engaged to Duke Shunguo, so according to common sense, his life experience must be extraordinary.
But why rent a pub?
Could there be some hidden secret?
Huangfu Jingyu boasted that he had read countless people and had met many kinds of people, but she could not understand this Chu Ling whom she met by chance.
"Princess?"
Seeing that Huangfu Jingyu remained silent, Liu Chengfeng leaned forward and reminded him.
"Let's see."
Huangfu Jingyu, who was proud in his heart, snorted coldly, "By associating poetry with A Du Wu, I have misjudged the wrong person. This Chu Ling is nothing more than that."
Huangfu Jingyu received royal education and baptism since she was a child. Huangfu Jingyu is very accomplished in poetry and poetry. She has always believed that words are alive.
Different words are combined together to create poems or words that can express different moods.
But this Chu Ling happened to associate poetry with gold and silver, which made Huangfu Jingyu feel somewhat contemptuous of Chu Ling.
The good feelings I had before were gone.
How could a person like this be worthy of being her best friend?
Huangfu Jingyu even had some doubts. Duke Shun Guo had an engagement with Chu Ling. Could there be some secret behind it?
If this is the case, Huangfu Jingyu feels that it is necessary for Xuanniao Division to investigate carefully. This can also be regarded as a test for Xuanniao Division.
"Princess, let me read this poem first."
Liu Chengfeng smiled, reached for the piece of paper, looked at Huangfu Jingyu and said: "If this poem is not worth a hundred gold, I will solve it for you without the princess' intervention..."
The peripheral vision glanced at the paper he was holding, and the smile on Liu Chengfeng's face was gone. A strange light flashed across his eyes, and a look of astonishment appeared between his eyebrows.
"It's just a hundred gold, I don't care."
Huangfu Jingyu said nonchalantly: "Even if it's really not worth a hundred gold, I don't intend to..."
"A hundred gold pieces are missing!!"
Liu Chengfeng's excited voice sounded, causing Huangfu Jingyu to frown. Lian Xin, who was standing with her head bowed, also raised her head to look at Liu Chengfeng.
It is very rare for Liu Chengfeng to be so excited.
"This poem is so wonderful! It's so good!"
Liu Chengfeng took the paper and stood up, "In my opinion, this poem is worth a thousand pieces of gold at least! If I can participate in the review at the Wangyou Lake Poetry Association, I might be selected into the "Honorable List"!"
How is that possible?!
Huangfu Jingyu looked at Liu Chengfeng in surprise. What surprised her was not that he was worth a thousand pieces of gold, but that he could be selected into the "Honor of Fame".
"Young Master, did you read that correctly?"
Lian Xin was quite nervous and looked at Liucheng Feng, "When I first saw this poem, I thought it could be selected into the "Qinglong Anthology", so I was good at making opinions..."
"That's because you haven't appreciated the poetic mood."
Liu Chengfeng said excitedly: "The style of this poem is distinctive, and the meaning of the words is full, just like a galloping horse."
"Is it really that good?"
Huangfu Jingyu stood up, reached for it, frowned slightly and said: "The poems that can be selected into the "Wind and Cloud List" must be masterpieces handed down from generation to generation. This Chu Ling seems to be less than 30 years old."
“You can’t go wrong!”
Liu Chengfeng stretched out his hand and said: "I have been familiar with "Feng Yun Bang" since I was a child, and I know every masterpiece by heart. In my opinion, this poem can only be ranked among the top 100!"
Huangfu Jingyu was stunned.
Since the establishment of "Feng Yun Bang", there have been only more than 200 poems included in it, all of which are world-famous. How can this poem written by Chu Ling be ranked in the top 100?!
What a joke.
Huangfu Jingyu frowned and stood up, stretched out his hand to grab the piece of paper, and scanned it with lively eyes. As the poem appeared, a strange look flashed across Huangfu Jingyu's eyes.
"Lian Xin, you just said that Chu Ling opened a tavern?"
Liu Chengfeng held the rosary, pointed to Lianxin and said: "Where is the tavern? Such a talented person wants to visit in person. No wonder Chu Ling is unwilling to be invited to Wangyou Lake for fear that this poem will be published in Wangyou Lake.
We will definitely win the first place!”
"The tavern opened by Young Master Chu is at the end of Hutong Street A in the east of Xiuxianfang." Lian Xin did not dare to hesitate and hurriedly bowed to Liucheng Feng and said: "However, there was a murder case in that tavern before, and it was only solved in recent days.
Feng, Mr. Chu rented this place with money lower than the market price."
"It's interesting that such a thing exists."
Liu Chengfeng smiled and said: "I am so unconventional in my work, I must go and meet this Chu Ling..."
"etc."
Huangfu Jingyu waved his hand and said, "Don't rush to see him yet."
Um?
Liu Chengfeng looked puzzled. Seeing Huangfu Jingyu's serious expression, he immediately thought of something.
"Princess, all talented people are unruly in everything they do. Princess, please don't follow..."
"What are you thinking about?"
Huangfu Jingyu rolled his eyes at Liu Chengfeng.
"Am I that small-minded person?"
Huangfu Jingyu said angrily: "I thought of something interesting. Doesn't this Chu Ling not want to come to the Wangyou Lake Poetry Club? Well, then I won't fulfill his wish!"
Isn’t this chicken intestines?
Liu Chengfeng smiled.
If people don’t want to come, you can’t kidnap them, right?
"Princess, do you want to post this poem on the painting boat of Zhaoyan Courtyard in the name of Mr. Chu?" Lian Xin guessed something and looked at Huangfu Jingyu and said.
"That's right!"
Huangfu Jingyu raised his chin slightly and said: "Isn't he arrogant? Okay! Then I will tell him to be arrogant. I would like to take a good look at how he will react when this poem spreads throughout Xanadu."
"Isn't this...not good?"
Liu Chengfeng looked at Huangfu Jingyu hesitantly.
"Then I will go to another painting boat."
Huangfu Jingyu made a gesture to leave, "If Duke Jiang knows about it, you read this poem first but didn't keep it, then..."
"Don't, don't."
Liu Chengfeng hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Master Jiang will visit Wangyou Lake in person in the future. I will personally present this poem to Master Jiang at that time. What does the princess think?"
“Very good.”
Huangfu Jingyu raised his lips slightly and said: "Chu Ling, Ling who rises above the sky, I would like to see who you are."
Originally, Chu Ling was selling poems at a price, but she refused to be invited to the Wangyou Lake Poetry Club, which made Huangfu Jingyu feel contempt for Chu Ling in his heart.
But after seeing the poem, Huangfu Jingyu changed his mind.
He even became more and more curious about Chu Ling.
What kind of person is this?
It’s just that Huangfu Jingyu, who is proud in her heart, will not invite Chu Ling again. She wants to change the way and let Chu Ling come to the Wangyou Lake Poetry Club by herself and find out Chu Ling’s identity.
To be able to create such masterpieces must be a unique talent.
But Huangfu Jingyu had never heard of Chu Ling's name, and she was curious about what secrets Chu Ling hid.
"Lian Xin, go and tell Xiao Zhiyi."
Huangfu Jingyu thought for a moment, stretched out his hand and said to Lian Xin: "Tell the other black birds to withdraw, and watch him alone. Don't disturb this Chu Ling. I want to know what he has done in the tavern under his control."
What."
"Here!"
Lian Xin immediately bowed in response.
Looking at Lian Xin's leaving figure, Liu Chengfeng raised his eyebrows slightly. He realized that Huangfu Jingyu seemed to be a little too concerned about this Chu Ling. Could there be some secret behind it?
Thinking that Huangfu Jingyu still had no consort, Liu Chengfeng smiled, as if he had discovered some secret.
"If there's nothing else, I'll go back to the princess's mansion first."
Huangfu Jingyu, who was hiding his worries, didn't notice Liu Chengfeng's expression.
"Princess, please leave the poem."
Seeing Huangfu Jingyu about to leave, Liu Chengfeng hurriedly stretched out his hand and said.
"The day after tomorrow, I will come to Wangyou Lake again."
Huangfu Jingyu waved his hand and said: "I will personally hand over this poem to Mr. Jiang when the time comes."
Absolutely so.
Looking at Huangfu Jingyu's back, Liu Chengfeng turned his rosary and shook his head with a smile.