Everyone thought about it for a long time, chewing on the meaning between the lines, their hearts and minds were really trembling.
There was the concubine who was murmuring about the beautiful woman across the autumn water, blocking the mountains outside the window, and breaking the heart of the piano for several years. She didn't know what she thought of, but there was a hint of sadness in her expression, and she quietly wiped her eyes with her sleeves.
There is also the young Yiyuan, who sings "Morning and Dusk", sharing sorrow and joy, but her face suddenly turns red. She secretly looks at Zhao Tao, but then quickly looks away, and then secretly looks again...
Zhao Fujin chanted "Fei Hong" and sent it to the south of the Yangtze River. When he was drunk, Wu songs messed up the silver strings. He bit his cherry lips and looked at Zhao Tao, wondering whether his second brother had someone he loves in the south of the Yangtze River? Otherwise, why would I write like this? But I have never heard that he has been to Jiangnan.
Emperor Daojun opened his mouth and said a few words about the most romantic talent from the Song Dynasty to the world, and then everyone heard a "pop", a clatter, and cups and plates falling to the ground.
"It's third brother. What's wrong with third brother?"
"Why did third brother fall under the table?"
"Could it be that Third Brother drank too much?"
"I don't think so. Is it because listening to my second brother's poetry was so good that I couldn't help myself and fainted with excitement?"
After a while, the imperial doctor arrived, and after a while, Zhao Kai was carried to a side hall to rest by the chamberlain.
The family banquet continues to be held, and it ends at midnight...
In the blink of an eye, the weather has entered winter, and Linhuang Mansion in Shangjing ushered in the first snow in winter.
It snowed all day and all night before stopping, and the entire capital was covered in silver, making it look even more majestic than usual.
Silver Lion Street is located in the northeast of Shangjing City. The street is wide and contains not only the mansions of high-ranking officials and nobles, but also some shops that ordinary people cannot afford to visit.
Among the shops that ordinary people cannot afford to visit, there is a bookstore.
Books in the Liao Dynasty were very expensive, even pens, inks, paper, inkstones, and other study items were sold at high prices.
In the Liaoxi County Prince's Mansion, the corner door on one side slowly opened and Xiao Min walked out.
She wore a furry long lop-eared felt hat on her head, a snow-white mink fur, a pair of lambskin boots, and held a heater in front of her with both hands.
His eyebrows were like a painting, his eyes were like paint, and his complexion was as good as snow, and he walked towards the bottom of the steps.
Behind Xiao Min was a maid with lively eyes and a lively figure, carrying a small white copper charcoal stove.
The two people came to the bookstore diagonally opposite. The shopkeeper hurriedly came out from behind the cabinet to greet them and saluted: "Princess, why don't you come here in person? If you need anything, send someone over and I will send it to your house."
The shop was very big, and there were five or seven people choosing books on the cabinet. Xiao Min took a look and said, "I have nothing to do after the snow. I am just walking around. Are there any new novels recently?"
The shopkeeper hurriedly ordered the book boy to get the list of books and read them one by one. Xiao Min ordered a few books. The shopkeeper took them from the bookshelf behind the cabinet and put them in a yellow wooden box, which was wrapped in satin. Tie a tanhua knot.
Just as I was about to leave after taking the book, a fat scholar suddenly walked in hurriedly outside. He shouted as he entered: "Sir, do you have the Sauvignon Blanc by the most romantic talent in the Song Dynasty?"
The shopkeeper hurriedly smiled apologetically and said, "Young Master Yelu, you came just in time. Are you going to collect it in the jade collection or write a leaflet?"
The fat scholar said: "Broken Jade Collection, give me a set of Broken Jade Collection."
The shopkeeper immediately sent the bookboy to get it, and Xiao Min asked curiously: "Who is the most romantic talent in the Song Dynasty?"
The fat scholar turned around and said hello hurriedly: "It turns out that the princess is also here, but that's rude."
Xiao Min nodded and said: "Little Marquis, what is the most romantic talent in the Song Dynasty that you just mentioned?"
The fat scholar said: "He is the King of Qi of the Song Dynasty. Doesn't the princess know?"
"King Qi?" Xiao Min looked a little unnatural when he heard this: "What's wrong with him?"
"Zhao Yingxu, King of Qi in the Song Dynasty, had not written poetry for many years. Suddenly, he wrote Yuefu Sauvignon Blanc some time ago, which shocked the literary world. The emperor of the Song Dynasty personally praised him as the most romantic talent."
"As long as he is the first talented person... why is he also a romantic talented person?" Xiao Min asked puzzledly.
"The princess doesn't know something. He is composing poetry again this time, and the title of the poem is "Longing for Love" said: "The poetry is so sad and beautiful that all women will be moved when they see it. They are either romantic or romantic. What? Nowadays, the song Sauvignon Blanc is sung everywhere in Shangjing City, but most of them are hand-copied. It’s too difficult to buy a complete set. Shangjing paper is expensive.”
"Heart-moving... color shake, is it expensive to go to Beijing?" Xiao Min murmured to himself.
At this time, the bookboy brought a complete collection of broken jade. After taking it, the fat man made a complaint and turned around and left the bookstore.
"Shopkeeper, then...are there any broken jade collections left?" Xiao Min said.
"Princess, there is still a collection of broken jade, but it is not a complete copy. The collection of Sauvignon Blanc is no longer available." The shopkeeper sighed: "The sealing workshop cannot print it. As long as it is a complete copy, it will be available when it comes out. The bookstore robbed them, but I relied on my connections with the Ministry of Etiquette to get twenty sets, and this is the last set that the young Marquis just bought."
Xiao Min said: "If that's the case, why do you still need to print the incomplete copy?"
The shopkeeper said: "That is not printed now, it was saved a few years ago. King Qi had a literary name when he was young. He originally thought that it would be easier to sell if he kept writing. Unexpectedly, the second king suddenly stopped writing at that time. As a result, he was I have some on hand, but they have all been sold out in the past two days, and there are only a few sets left."
Xiao Min said: "Shopkeeper, get a set of broken jade, and that... Sauvignon Blanc."
The shopkeeper said: "Princess, although the Sauvignon Blanc is hand-copied, the size of the paper is about the same as the collection, so it can be tucked in the back."
After a while, the book boy brought over the collection and put it in the box. Xiao Min thought for a moment and said, "It seems that the complete collection is incomplete."
The shopkeeper was stunned: "Ah... does the princess know that these two kings have left out some poems?"
Xiao Min walked out of the door and said: "There should be another song called "Wang Haichao" that has not been included."
The shopkeeper hurriedly chased after him. Seeing that Xiao Min had gone far away, he couldn't help shouting: "Princess, Princess, if you are really old and willing to pay a high price, buy it at a high price!"
Naturally, Xiao Min didn't reply. There was no way she could sell the song "Looking at the Ocean Tide". It was written by Yuan Erlang to her. It was impossible for her to sell it, let alone show it to others.
After returning to the Prince's Mansion and entering the study, the little maid put the book box on the table and then went out to prepare tea. Xiao Min took out the page of Sauvignon Blanc.
She unfolded it carefully and read it word by word. The more she looked at her snow-white face, the hotter she felt.
But the next moment his expression suddenly changed, his face turned pale, and even his slender fingers began to tremble slightly.
"A bit of Feihong is sent to the south of the Yangtze River, and when drunk, Wu songs mess up the silver strings." Xiao Min looked at the paper blankly: "A bit of Feihong is sent to the south of the Yangtze River..."
"Princess, here comes the tea." The little maid knocked on the door and came in, putting the tea bowl on the table.
Xiao Min hurriedly folded the pages of Sauvignon Blanc and put them in the box. She felt that there was suddenly a fog in front of her eyes, and her vision seemed a little blurry...
At this moment, a voice suddenly came from outside: "Princess, someone sent a letter..."
(End of chapter)
