Chapter 205: Spring Tour [6]

Zhao Xiuya looked at the white scholar "Brother Fan" selected by her father for herself, and then looked at Zhao Jin wearing blue and black tight clothes. One black and one white was so clear.

Unfortunately, I am a cousin!

When this idea came out, Zhao Xiuya couldn't help but be startled and quickly lowered her head. In the eyes of others, Zhao Xiuya had nothing to do except wait silently at this time.

And what about ‘Brother Fan’? He held his breath and vomited, and it was not right to vomit.

Although "Brother Fan" was selected as Zhao Xiuya's husband by Zhao Dewen, the Duke of Fengyi County, in fact, "Brother Fan"'s literary talent and ability are not very high. Why is this? It is because the Song Dynasty was in the Five Dynasties because of the chaos of foreign relatives and eunuchs in the Tang Dynasty. Learning from the past, although the status of the royal family and relatives of the Song Dynasty were high, they actually had little power.

The prince-consort is even more unable to serve as a "submission". This "submission" is real power. For example, the magistrate, the prefecture, the political affairs, etc. are sent. The "official" is actually a official who is sent. The left and right servants, the six ministers, the ministers, the ministers, the doctors, the doctors, the juniors, the juniors, the juniors, the young masters, the juniors, the juniors, the young masters, the official positions, and the young masters, after becoming the name of the official rank, they lose their original meaning and no longer hold positions corresponding to the official title. These official names are only used as the basis for the prescribed rank, salary, the seal and the order of the transfer.

The prince-consort holds these official positions, so even aspiring scholars and scholars would not want to become prince-consorts or relatives. Of course, this is not absolute. If Liu E was alive and became the wife of the Liu family, it would be a popular thing, and it was limited to Liu E's relatives. Now that Song Renzong was in power, everything would naturally return to its original state. The Liu family also honestly clamped their tails to do things.

There is no way to be a sent-in. You can only be a rich man. Those who choose this path can imagine how capable they are? You can even see how their minds are. If you have backbone, you may not be able to make a fuss.

‘Brother Fan’ finally didn’t have the courage to roar at Zhao Qian, and finally held his anger and showed a reluctant smile. He said, “What the prince taught is, what the prince taught is!”

There was a booing sound in the crowd, and Zhao Qian stopped looking at "Brother Fan". Such a despicable villain looked at him. Zhao Qian felt that his eyes were dirty.

Zhao Qian looked at Yang Qing and said indifferently: "Although Brother Shuyu has written one song just now, I don't want to take advantage of others. Brother Shuyu, if you feel dissatisfied, you can write another song, and it may be a question. And I will naturally continue to use the peach blossoms as the topic!"

The indifferent tone makes people so awkward. It is said that they don’t take advantage, but in fact they are taking advantage of Yang Qing.

Yang Qing shook his head slightly and smiled: "It seems that Brother Yuanwei is really proud and worthy of the emperor's nobles!"

"I don't talk about my background! Today I talk about poetry and literary talent. Everyone depends on my ability!" Zhao Qin's words were still so indifferent, but this time there was less concealment and more pride from the bones.

Yang Qing laughed furiously and said with a laugh: "Since Brother Yuanwei is so enthusiastic, why do I have the nerve to refuse? But there should be time to write poetry, right? Otherwise, it would be better to let all the officials wait for nothing, right?"

"Half incense stick! How about it?" Zhao Qian smiled faintly and said with a smile.

Half an incense stick is only half an hour. Although this time is not short, it is definitely not long. And you have to make a masterpiece, which makes this time even more compact.

Although Yang Qing felt very reluctant, he just wanted to have his own "March Peach Blossoms" as the foundation before. This song was not bad, and it also had some support. On the contrary, the King of Changsha was so proud that the poem he wrote was proud, but in such a short time, it was impossible to write any poem that could be compared with "Yong Snow" and "Nian Nujiao? Nostalgia for the Red Cliff"!

Moreover, I have taken advantage of the Changsha King before, and everyone saw it. I am still petty and want to take advantage of it, afraid that even if I win, I will still lose my stain!

Yang Qing nodded happily and said, "That's good! It's time for half an incense stick!"

"etc!"

But it was Uncle Lu Hui who just supported Yang Qing.

Thinking of this man repeatedly and repeatedly provoking him, Zhao Qian couldn't help but feel a little angry. At the Lord of Dangyang who had walked beside him, he asked in a low voice: "Who is this guy?"

Uncle Lu Hui saw Zhao Jin's actions, and a look of pain and anger flashed in his eyes.

A bitter smile flashed in the eyes of the Dangyang County Lord, and he lowered his head and said, "Lu Jia Sanlang!"

Zhao Qian was stunned, a little amused. It seemed that Uncle Hui was written by Lu Gong!

"Sanlang of the Lu family wants to play poems with me, right?" Since he knew his identity, how could Zhao Qian not know what Lu Gongzhu's plan was? However, Zhao Qian did not have a trace of fear, but he still looked indifferent.

It is very aroused by Lu Gongzhu, but his childhood education made Lu Gongzhu hold back his anger, stern face, and treat Zhao Fengran with a meticulous look. Even if he was called a courtesy master in the palace, he would not find any fault. "I have heard of the name of Brother Yuanwei for a long time. The song "Nian Nujiao? Nostalgia for the Red Cliff" is famous all over the world. He is not talented and is willing to take the liberty to write a poem. Even if he is defeated, he is still honored!"

Zhao Qian frowned slightly, but quickly stretched out and smiled and said, "Okay, Uncle Hui, please give a free choice!"

"Haha! Why don't I beg me so much in such a blooming place? Brothers are so unkind!" A handsome boy with a twelve or thirteen years old and pink face came forward with a smile and saluted everyone.

"The young man from there? How can you get involved in this kind of thing?" Without waiting for the other people to react, some miserable "Brother Fan" couldn't help but sarcastic. Today, Brother Fan was so unlucky, and he couldn't get rid of that. He had been furious for a long time. Seeing this young man come out, he naturally took the opportunity to vent.

Although the young man smiled, he had a very bad temper at all. He glared at 'Brother Fan' and said, "You are just a guardian dog, how can you tell others?"

But Yang Qing knew the young man and explained with a smile: "This is Shi Shu Muzi."

After a pause, Yang Qing continued, "Uncle Shi, Lord Yan is the one!"

Zhao Feng showed a sudden look, looked down at the young man, and smiled and said, "It turns out that he is the son of Mr. Yan (Shu). I don't know whose surname is?"

"Haitao!" Yan Jidao was not afraid of life, and revealed two shallow dimples and replied.

"Brother Fan" is defecated again. Who is Yan Shu? He met the saint as a child prodigy at the age of seven, and his poems he wrote were even more spread throughout the world. I don't know how many scholars regarded him as an example. Even if Yan Shu was demoted to the prefect because of his wrong team, he was not a small down-and-out scholar who could bully his son.

"It's really a tiger father without a dog son!" Zhao Qian praised.

"I dare not insult my family!" Yan Jidao answered concisely.

"That's all, I'm the only one!" Li Jizhi came out and looked at Zhao Qian with sharp eyes. Even though he knew Zhao Qian's identity, the humiliation of being humiliated by Zhao Qian still took root in his heart. Since Zhao Qian admitted today that he was just an ordinary person and was treated equally with everyone, it's no wonder he was!

Thinking of this, Li Jizhi pinched the sticky note hidden in his sleeve, showing a smile from the bottom of his heart. With this, how can he not win?

The onlookers saw that the waves were not settled and the waves were rising again and they were excited. It was fine if Yang Qing, but Yan Jidao was Yan Shu's son. Although he was young, he was already famous for his talent. He didn't write a poem just now, so he thought that he would not have any tricks of this gambling battle. But Li Jizhi saw that he was so confident that he thought that there were not a few drops of ink in his belly, so he had some killer moves.

It seems that four people are fighting poems and essays, but in fact everyone can see that they all came to the King of Changsha! With one against three, can the King of Changsha win?

Yan Jidao looked at Zhao Jin with his head raised and said, "I am not good at writing peach blossom poems and will not take advantage of you. Brother Yuanwei will be free to give a multiple-choice exam!"

Yang Qing's face immediately changed slightly, although he quickly covered it up. He couldn't help but curse in his heart: You kid don't know how powerful Zhao Yuanwei is, don't drag me down too! If you freely choose the topic, Zhao Yuanwei's talent will unlock the unlocking, and it is not impossible to make earth-shaking poems like "Nostalgia for Red Cliffs".

Li Jizhi's face also changed slightly. If there was a brick on his hand, he would definitely hit Yan Jidao's back without hesitation. This kid is really a bad thing!

Everyone's eyes were on Zhao Jin. It was obvious that it was not just Yang Qing and Li Jizhi who understood how great the impact of free multiple-choice topics on Zhao Jin.

Zhao Qian smiled and felt a little fond of this arrogant Yan Jidao, but Zhao Qian also had his own pride. He shook his head gently and declined: "I already have some clues in my heart. It's hard to change it. Let's take the peach blossom as the topic!"

Yang Qing was afraid of another accident. As soon as Zhao Qin finished speaking, he said, "Prepare to start! Go and bring half of the incense!"

Zhao Qian understood what Yang Qing meant, but did not dissuade him. He looked at Yang Qing deeply, meaningful and still had some point of not slashing. This look deeply hurt Yang Qing's self-esteem, and gritted his teeth. Yang Qing swore that he must humiliate the King of Changsha after he won! As for whether he would be retaliated afterwards and what benefits he would get, such as Yang Qing's burning anger to the extreme, it had long been burned by Yang Qing's extreme anger.

Zhao Xiuya, who had been silent, bit her lower lip gently, walked forward, and said, "Prince... Why did the prince do this?"

Zhao Qian took a few steps back, bowed to Zhao Xiuya, and smiled and said, "I have repayed my kindness!"

Zhao Xiuya looked at Zhao Feng for a while and suddenly showed a innocent smile like a lotus blooming. "I'm here to thank Brother Wang for help!"

Brother Wang? Is he no longer the prince?

Zhao Qian didn't know what to say, so he smiled slightly and turned around and left.

Chen Shishi stood up to liven up the atmosphere and said, "A great talent is thinking about new poetry. I have no talent and can't write any pleasing poems. Only a song and dance can be viewed. Now, singing and dancing are used to make fun of it. Please accept all the talents!"
Chapter completed!