If life is only as good as the first time I saw it, if it is an ordinary sequel, it is just the level of a good poem, but because of this next syncope, the whole poem suddenly becomes different, completely beyond the Changmen resentment and Yu Ganlin, which only have poignant, sad and desolate emotions, in addition to resentment, but it makes people yearn for the love of men and women.
The three people in the public house were silent, as if they were infected by the poem.
Suddenly, Deng Jian yelled loudly: "This is shameless, I want to impeach, I want to impeach, Taibai Poetry Society is shameless, look, my lord, this is the evidence, I am a dignified imperial history Qingliu, an official of the imperial court, but you look at it, look at what they are talking nonsense, actually said, the former is Hongzhi seven years will try to enter the Shi and the first Deng Jian, and then for the third year of Zhengde Zhejiang Township trial solution Yuan Ye Chunqiu wrote, the two are compared, and the judgment is made for you to watch. ” "My lord, this is mocking me, ah, ah, what a wolf ambition, really" He beat his chest and stumbled.
Now he's famous, and he's so faceless.
It's hard to talk about good or bad poetry, but whether it's good or not, it's a foil to peers.
It's like, although the flowers are beautiful, just to see the flowers, although it is pleasing to the eye, but there is a pile of soaring on the side, at this time the beauty of the flowers can hit the hearts of the people strongly, unfortunately, Deng Jian is that As for Deng Jian's perception, the poetry club doesn't care at all, the imperial history is indeed very powerful, and the local officials in Zhejiang Province are a little afraid, but I'm afraid that you really want to fight, and I'm afraid that you won't succeed Zhang Shao was also dumbfounded, seeing Deng Jian looking like he was shouting for revenge, but he was completely annoyed, not ashamed, the face of the Metropolitan Procuratorate was lost by you, the more troublesome this matter is, not only will you become a joke, but the Metropolitan Procuratorate will also become the object of everyone's ridicule, Zhang Shao said viciously: "Huang Yushi, have you made enough trouble Hmph, the duty of the Imperial History is to picket the lawlessness of the officials, if you don't do your job, you are already messing around, do you still want to make mistakes again and again, from now on, don't mention it again, dare to mess around, this official will never condone you." ” Deng Jian trembled with anger, but he didn't dare to come out.
In the Forbidden City.
And today the color is getting hotter, so in the celebrant prison, he has already filled a silver basin with ice, and the ice water melts, bringing a trace of coolness.
But even so, Liu Jin still felt that it was very hot, anyway, there were no outsiders here, so he took off his coat and only wore a light little coat, His Majesty does not care about government affairs, now there is a drought in many places, and the elders and ministers are making a lot of trouble in the court meeting, but His Majesty is ignoring it, so all the pressure falls on the top of the celebrant supervisor, Liu Jin also feels very sad, the Son of Heaven is lazy, what does it have to do with himself.
However, he has been practicing calligraphy recently, and has grown a lot, so he is quite complacent, so he sends his own ink treasure to people everywhere, and the eunuchs of the palace eunuchs have a copy, and he wants to send a few copies to the cabinet elders, but think about it carefully, these people have prejudices against themselves, and it is better not to send them, otherwise they will trample their good books in vain.
He carried the red pen, very attentive to the review of the music, I have to say, Liu Jin is still very attentive, he is not the kind of person who is unwilling to do things, he likes Yue Fei very much, Yue Wang Ye is amazing, turn the tide of the tide, well, I want to be such a person, but how to turn the tide Liu Jin couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
At this time, someone slowly walked in, Liu Jin frowned, who dared to look at Song Shu gloomily without being announced, and said, "Who is it?"
There was no response.
Liu Jin had to look up, but he was startled, the Son of Heaven actually came here, he got up in a hurry, bowed to the ground and said: "Your Majesty, why did the slave and maid die." ” The person who came was Zhu Houzhao, Zhu Houzhao was wearing a crown dress, wearing a crown of heaven, and there was a bead curtain on the crown of heaven, which was quite heavy, this young man seemed a little overwhelmed, but now his mind was not on Liu Jin's body, presumably he was sitting back from the court, and he had not had time to take off his crown clothes, he was drenched in sweat all over his body, and he came to this master of ceremonies to hide, wanting to escape the heat, who knew that now he was standing under the wall of the public house with his hands in his hands, looking at a small poem framed on the wall: "If life is only as first seen" Liu Jin hurriedly stood up and said with a smile: "Your Majesty likes it too, oops, this is just a Jiangnan scholar."
He almost slipped his mouth out, and shook Ye Chunqiu out, hum, our father-in-law is public, and private is private, although he admires Ye Chunqiu's talent, he can't be stupid enough to brag about this guy in front of the Son of Heaven.
Seeing that the Son of Heaven was still staring at the poem, Liu Jin said miraculously: "Your Majesty, this poem is well written, the slave maid looks like it, so he asks someone to frame it and hang it up, you see, if life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind sad painting fan, tsk people should live happily, only happy, people's bodies can remain young as they were at the beginning, the so-called smile, ten years less, isn't this the truth, the slave and maid appreciate this poem very much, not in his words, but in his charm, very profound." ” Zhu Houzhao frowned when he heard this: "Yes, you have to be happy and have fun in time, well, I also need such poems to encourage myself, you send a pair to the warm pavilion, and I will see it when I have time." ” Liu Jin was overjoyed and said: "If Your Majesty likes it, the slave will send this one." ” Zhu Houzhao frowned again: "But I don't mean this poem like this." ” "Ah" Liu Jin was stunned, is it, how is this possible, he hurriedly said: "Then Your Majesty" Zhu Houzhao put his hands behind his back, and looked like a little adult: "How does it look like an inspirational poem, which means that life is short, and you should make contributions." ” Liu Jin was dumbfounded for a moment, was he?
He met Zhu Houzhao's gaze, staring at each other with big eyes, and each despised each other in his heart.
The two of them, one used to study in Zhan Shifu, but when Hongzhi Tianzi was there, there was only one son, Zhu Houzhao, who was extremely pampered, holding it in the palm of his hand for fear of falling, and holding it in his mouth for fear of melting. is almost obedient to Zhu Houzhao, Zhu Houzhao doesn't like to read, so he is naturally half a bucket of water.
As for Liu Jin, he also studied in the inner study hall when he was very young, and the teachers in this inner study hall are often bachelors of Hanlin, with extraordinary knowledge, but the bachelors are very busy, and after a month, they are just a few lectures, and then it all depends on understanding, to put it bluntly, you eunuchs, you know how to read and write, do you still want to teach you scriptures and articles, and let you be doctors Obviously, in general, both the master and slave are at the level of enlightenment. aa2705221: