wZhu Shiyong naturally cannot go into details. Zhu Tianshun has been wandering out every day since returning home from the annual vacation. The thresholds of brothels and brothels have almost been trampled through, and the maids at home have also been ruined by him.)
For more than half a year, Yingtian Academy almost gave this kid a hidden wound. Although Zhu Shiyong didn't take these things seriously, he still had a shameful face once he said it in public, so he stopped talking and asked: "What happened? What happened?"
So many people died?"
Zhu Tianshun said: "It's not that Bao Zheng. He is now the magistrate in Yingtian. He has nothing to do to clean up the security of Yingtian Mansion. I don't know how he found out that Tang Jie, the former magistrate of Yingtian, was killed by the steward of Prince Teng's family.
, so we searched everywhere for the steward named Qin Fei; in the end, he was forced to gather two to three hundred people in the dark to cause trouble and fight their way out of the south gate..."
Everyone took a breath of cold air. They had heard about Prince Teng for a long time. There was no need to ask about this matter. Prince Teng must have led everyone to cause chaos, but they didn't know how it harmed the academy.
"That bunch of Qiongcuoda actually helped the officers and soldiers to intercept them, but when the scholar encountered the soldiers, he himself was killed. They are really a bunch of idiots." Zhu Tianshun said with a smile.
Zhu Shiyong said: "Where were you at that time?"
Zhu Tianshun said: "Don't worry, my son will not participate in such stupid things. My son and a few classmates hid in the school and never left. In the final analysis, this matter was caused by Su Jin, the bastard. If he hadn't been there,
How could Tang Jie die when Ying Tianfu made a fool of himself? How could he make such a mess that even ten or twenty academy students died? I don’t know what the court was thinking, but they didn’t come to hold Su Jin accountable.”
Zhu Shiyong shouted: "Don't talk nonsense. How can you, a fool, criticize the important affairs of the imperial court? Just say what the result will be."
"I don't know the result very well. I only heard that the gang of rebels were arrested, including Teng Wang Zhao Zongdan, and the steward Qin Fei was also arrested. I also heard that Bao Zheng led the troops
We raided the area around Yingtian and killed many villagers. The court gave him the title of righteous man and a small amount of pension money. It was really funny that he lost his life for this false name."
"Okay." Zhu Shiyong shouted, his mood was very complicated. Such a big thing happened in Yingtian Mansion. The court didn't even issue a report. It was clear that they didn't want to spread it. Prince Teng was guilty of treason. Judging from his posture, the emperor was
I don't want this family to be scandalized.
Prince Teng has a lot of contacts with officials in the capital, but I don’t know if this incident will cause shock to the imperial court. However, this incident happened a month ago, and no one has been implicated so far. It can be seen that the emperor’s intention is to reduce major issues to trivial ones.
, this matter must not be spread.
"Everyone, forget about hearing about this matter. Don't spread it casually to avoid getting angry. Tianshun, don't mention this matter again. If I hear you talk about it again, I'll watch your skin carefully."
Zhu Tianshun muttered: "You asked me to say fun things again, and now you are scolding me. It's really boring."
Zhu Shiyong scolded: "I asked you to say something interesting, but you chose this incident to talk about it. It's really ridiculous."
Seeing that Zhu Tianshun could not wipe out his face, everyone comforted him and said: "Young Master Yamen also has good intentions. Speaking of this, it is considered a big deal. Young Master Yameni just said it to let everyone know more about it."
Vice Chairman Huang regretted it very much. He did not expect that one of his suggestions would arouse Zhu Shiyong's dissatisfaction and make it impossible for Mr. Yamen to come to Taiwan. It seemed that he needed to make amends quickly.
"I have heard for a long time that there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in Yingtian Academy, and the poems, prose, strategies and theories are all excellent. How about Mr. Zhu show us his talents and open our eyes?"
Vice-President Huang’s original intention was to make Zhu Tianshun look good, but he didn’t expect that this suggestion would hit Zhu Tianshun’s weakness. However, there were still some unclear people who echoed: “Yes, Mr. Yamen is in Yingtian Academy.
Of course, you have learned something, you might as well try your skills and let us appreciate it."
Zhu Tianshun wished he could smash Vice President Huang's fat face with his teacup. Wasn't this going to make him look bad? How could he write any good poems? This would cost his life.
"No...absolutely not. I can't do anything here. Wouldn't it be nice to drink tea and chat? What kind of poems should I write?" Zhu Tianshun shook his hands wildly, and a rare blush appeared on his face.
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Zhu Shiyong also knew that his son was a dandy, but he was confident that Zhu Tianshun could still write poetry. After all, in this era when everyone can write poetry, writing poetry is as simple as eating and drinking. If you can't write a masterpiece, you can at least write it.
The words rhymed together, and I took this opportunity to find out what my son had learned.
"Since Huang Shishu suggested it, what if you just compose one? Is it more difficult than climbing to the sky? Don't push back, write one quickly and let the seniors give you advice." Zhu Shiyong said.
Zhu Tianshun cursed in his heart, I don’t know which Bodhisattva whose incense has not been burned today is so unfaithful, writing poems, I will be your mother’s thigh!
Zhu Tianshun scratched his head and didn't know how to start. He held back a word for a long time without saying a word. Zhu Shiyong was about to have an attack. Tang Jiyuan was very smart and hurriedly said: "Master Fu Zun, Mr. Yanei must be because he doesn't have a proposition and doesn't know what to write."
, I suggest that I use the scene in the hall as the title and write a four-character quatrain, how about it?"
Zhu Shiyong nodded and said: "Very good, so I took the situation in the hall as the topic and made a point of it."
Zhu Tianshun was crying and wringing his hands. In the midst of everyone's expectation, he finally said: "Today... it's so lively."
Everyone looked at each other in shock, some covered their mouths to enjoy themselves, Zhu Shiyong's face was ashen, and he looked like he was having a seizure.
Wu Tongpian coughed and said: "Yes, the first sentence is average and unpretentious. Although it is realistic, but...but...the follow-up must be broad and broad, not bad, not bad!"
Everyone hurriedly came to their senses and echoed: "Exactly, wasn't it the same when Li Du wrote poems in the previous dynasty? For example, a plain sentence like 'The moonlight shines before the bed' is the true meaning in the plainness. It seems that Mr. Yanei has returned to his original nature.
I really enjoyed it."
Zhu Tianshun didn't expect that his plain words would be praised so highly. He suddenly became more courageous, rolled his eyes and continued to read: "It's so lively today, I have a visitor..."
Everyone's eyes were dancing all over the floor, and everyone looked at Zhu Tianshun with their mouths wide open, as if they were dying frequently and were about to take their last breath.
Just listen to Zhu Tianshun continue to read: "There are people outside the house, and there are also many people inside the house."
After reading it, he breathed a long sigh of relief and waited for everyone's response; Zhu Shiyong was so ashamed that his eyes almost burst into flames. Today, this old face was completely disgraced by this prodigal son; it's a shame that he didn't know any shame, and his face was full of pride.
Se, it's really... really shameless.
There was silence in the hall, and everyone was petrified with their mouths open, in a state of semi-dementia. Finally, someone reacted, stretched out their hands and clapped their hands.
Zhu Shiyong glared angrily and found that the person applauding was Shi Zhenxiang. It seemed that this Shi Zhenxiang was humiliating himself, and he was thinking about how to deal with him later.
But I heard the historian sincerely praise: "A good poem, with exquisite rhyme and plain words. In just a few words, the situation of today is summarized, especially the last two sentences, which use the contrast between the inside and the outside of the house. It is full of distinguished guests."
I still see it before my eyes, it is really a good poem; I am worthy of being a student from Yingtian Academy, I admire it."
When everyone came back to their senses, Tianjie burst into applause. Some people were so impressed that they tied the poem to ancient allusions. Some even asked Zhu Tianshun to record the poem and frame it for his collection. For a moment, Zhu Tianshun
As if in the fog, I thought I had really written a masterpiece of poetry, but I shamelessly asked: "Is this poem really so good? Can it be set to music and sung?"
"Yes, of course I can!"
"That's great!"
Everyone agreed in unison, thinking that someone wanted to recommend this poem to Feng Feifei, a famous singer in Luzhou, and made a bet that it could be sung throughout the Song Dynasty.
Zhu Shiyong couldn't bear it any longer. It was nothing more than being embarrassed in Luzhou. If he was really composed by these gangsters and sang it, he would be embarrassed throughout the Song Dynasty.
"Tianshun, please step back; from today on, you are not allowed to step out of the study room." Zhu Shiyong gritted his teeth and said.
"Why? Don't they all say that my poetry is wonderful?"
"Shut up! Go back." Zhu Shiyong shouted angrily.
Zhu Tianshun trembled, did not dare to say anything, and quickly slipped out of the back door and fled without a trace; Zhu Shiyong gasped in anger, and everyone was silent. This time the flattery went too far, and the prefect was obviously unhappy.
He must have misinterpreted flattery as sarcasm.
Vice Chairman Huang was depressed again. He wanted Zhu Tianshun to show his face and flatter the prefect, but unexpectedly it had the opposite effect. Is what this Yameni wrote called poetry? Although he is not a scholar, he also knows that it is not.
What kind of poem, everyone was bragging about it and filming it, no wonder the magistrate couldn't save his face; Tang Jiyuan and Vice President Liu gave him reproachful looks, Vice President Huang quickly stuffed his mouth with snacks, not daring to say a word
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In the awkward silence, footsteps sounded outside the house, and a servant came quickly. Seeing Zhu Shiyong with an angry face, he was a little at a loss. After thinking about it, he turned and walked out.
Zhu Shiyong shouted: "What are you doing sneakily?"
The servant bravely bowed over and whispered a few words in Zhu Shiyong's ear.
Zhu Shiyong was stunned and said: "Why is he here? I have so many distinguished guests here, I don't have time to see him." mdd