Chapter 48: The Trap in the Poetry Conference

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At this time, the two tea-making ladies brought the fragrant hot tea that had just been brewed and placed it in front of them. The scholar pointed at the tea bowl and said with a smile: "This is the famous tea Yuan Zuibai from Qi State. It is said that this kind of tea tree grows in Zi." On the cliffs of the mountain, it is impossible to extract it manually. It is obtained by apes trained by tea farmers to climb up and extract it. The annual output does not exceed one hundred kilograms. The tea soup brewed from this tea is milky white, so it is named Ape White. .”

Wu Luoqi picked up the tea bowl and lifted the face towel slightly, and a strong aroma of tea came to his nostrils. Although the tribute tea in the Qin Palace was not inferior to this tea, the aroma of the ape-white tea at this moment gave Wu Luoqi a very special feeling. Natural and earthy feel.

After that, the two of them introduced themselves respectively, but what surprised Wu Luoqi was that the gentle scholar-like man sitting in front of him was actually an officer in the Tengjia Army, the elite force of Chu State, named Wang Zhi. Wu Luoqi introduced herself as a female official in the Qin court as Gao Jianli introduced her at the Qi State reception banquet, but changed her last name to Wu, a homophonic word for Wu.

The two of them had a very interesting chat. This Wang Zhi seemed to be very accomplished in poetry and poetry, and he was also well versed in the customs and customs of various countries today. For Wu Luoqi, a princess who stayed in the palace all day, Wang Zhi seemed to be very knowledgeable. It was as if a door to all the countries in the world had opened before her eyes. She was so mesmerized that she rarely interrupted. She admired Wang Zhi in her heart.

Unknowingly, the two of them had been chatting together for more than two hours. It was not until the two tea girls brought them two exquisite snacks for lunch that Wu Luoqi suddenly realized that the day was approaching. After noon, fearing that Gao Jianli would send someone to look for him, he quickly got up to say goodbye. Wang Zhi had no choice but to get up and say goodbye. The two of them said goodbye reluctantly and agreed to meet at the teahouse the next morning.

When Wu Luoqi returned to the collapsed post house of the Qin delegation, the people in the Qin delegation who participated in the poetry conference were already hungry, and their eyes were blue with hunger, and they eagerly waited for her to come back for dinner, because No one dares to take the lead in eating before she, the princess, comes back!

Gao Jianli couldn't help feeling a little strange when he saw Wu Luoqi coming back with affection in his eyes and a smile on his face. After dinner, Gao Jianli immediately found the two guards he had sent to Wu Luoqi and asked Wu Luoqi in detail about his poem in the morning. During the conference, when he heard the two guards talking about the scholar who knocked off Wu Luoqi's scarf, his heart sank, and he immediately decided to let him lurk inside the Qi State to secretly investigate the scholar's origins. Because of his The target was too big and would attract people's attention wherever it went, making it difficult to show up in person, so in addition to the original two guards, Gao Jianli sent two more secret guards to follow Wu Luoqi quietly.

After Wu Luoqi finished lunch, he did not go to the poetry conference again. Instead, he hid in his room in the post house, took out the poem that Wang Zhi had given him in the morning, put it on the table and looked at it with his heart like As if soaked in honey, an inexplicable smile appeared on her lips from time to time. She was even thinking about what this Wang Zhi was doing now! Although this poem cannot win the first prize at a poetry competition and become a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation, if it is not given to me as a gift, if it is submitted to a poetry competition to participate in the selection, it may even win the second prize. At the worst, the third prize should be absolutely No problem.

The next morning, Wu Luo Qitian got up from bed before dawn and began to dress up with the help of his personal maid. After hastily finishing breakfast, he eagerly drove away from the post house with two guards and rushed to At the poetry conference of Wenshan Academy, after getting off the bus, she did not go into the poetry conference to read poems. Instead, she went directly to the teahouse of Wenshan Academy. Wang Zhi came earlier than her today. He stood at the door of the teahouse early. Go forward to meet Wu Luoqi.

Today Wang Zhi brought another poem. When Wu Luoqi just put up her skirt and walked into the room where she stayed yesterday, Wang Zhi put the poem out and asked her to comment.

The cold weather is coming in Mengdong, and the north wind is so miserable.

There is so much sorrow that the night is long, and I look up to the audience of stars.

The bright moon is full on the third and fifth days, and the rabbit is missing on the fourth and fifth days.

A guest came from afar and left me a letter.

The upper part says that we miss each other often, the lower part says that we are separated for a long time.

Put the book in your sleeve, and the word "three years old" will never die.

I only care about the trivial things, and I am afraid that you will not notice.

Wu Luoqi recited this poem softly, her heart rolling like a tide, her eyes blurring as she recited it. She did not expect that Wang Zhi, a soldier in the army, had such good literary talent! A drop of tears accidentally fell onto the white paper with poems written on it. Wang Zhi quietly took out a silk handkerchief from his body and wiped the tears from Wu Luoqi's eyes!

When Wang Zhi's hand holding the handkerchief gently touched Wu Luoqi's eyelashes, Wu Luoqi trembled all over, but she did not stop Wang Zhi's movement, but looked at Wang Zhi affectionately.

This poem still has no name. Wang Zhi looked at Wu Luoqi affectionately and smiled gently: "I wrote this poem last night after a sleepless night. I think I'll leave the name to you!"

Wu Luoqi did not refuse, nodded slightly, stood at the table and thought for a moment, then said: "Master Wang, can the name of this poem be "Winter Thoughts"?"

Wang Zhi gave a thumbs up, "This is a good name. The two-character title expresses the meaning of the entire poem. I think the meaning of my entire poem is not as clear as your two-character title!" "

Wu Luoqi lowered his head shyly and said with a smile: "Young Master Wang praised the little girl too much!"

Wang Zhi shook his head and said: "It's not too much at all. I'm really ashamed of myself."

At this time, the tea girl had made tea and placed it in front of the two of them. The two sat down again and began to talk quietly.

The Qin State's mission post house was attending the Poetry Conference. In the morning, Gao Jianli took a car to show up at the Poetry Conference, and then returned to the mission residence on the grounds of being tired. It was not until nearly noon that he lurked in Qi State's internal lines and hurriedly took care of the situation. An investigation into the situation of the scholar who met Wu Luoqi was sent over.

The report contained only a few figures, but its content shocked Gao Jianli. It turned out that the scholar who met Wu Luoqi was originally named Wang Lei, not Wang Zhi when he introduced himself to Wu Luoqi. He was the prince who currently controls the political affairs of Qi State. The son of Wei Wangzhan was also a deputy commander of the Tengjia Army, the elite force of the Qi State. He once spent two years in the Royal Wenshan Academy of the Qi State. Later, he made trouble in class and was scolded by the master who was teaching. After a few words, he became so angry that he beat the master who taught him to death. In order to avoid the court's accountability, Wang Zhan sent him to serve in the Tengjia Army he founded. This man's uncle is Lu Yingshu, the Minister of Rites of Qi who is famous all over the world!

After reading the report, Gao Jianli burned it with a fire stick. His heart suddenly felt as heavy as a huge stone. He felt as if he was falling into a huge trap for the people of Qi. Thinking about the people he led now, There must be a Qi spy hidden in this mission, otherwise Wang Zhan and his son would never know Wu Luoqi's princess identity!

It was originally a mission to participate in a poetry conference that did not involve any interests, but the people of Qi actually went out of their way to insert spies. This made Gao Jianli feel resentful when he thought about it. He felt that the people of Qi had desecrated the noble meaning of holding the poetry conference itself. He decided that tomorrow morning, the last day of the poetry conference, would leave without saying goodbye to the Qi court, and show some color to the people of Qi in his own way! Let them know in their minds, and at the same time, they can also use their own observation to see who among the people in the mission is the most suspicious, and then deal with them after returning to Qin.

In order to prevent an accident, Gao Jianli asked his bodyguard to drive and went to the teahouse of Wenshan Academy to pick up Wu Luoqi. Gao Jianli's car was still on the way. Wu Luoqi and Wang Zhi were saying goodbye to each other in the teahouse of Wenshan Academy. Wang Zhi originally He also wanted to present the poem he wrote later to Wu Luoqi again, but under Wu Luoqi's insistence, Wang Zhi still compromised. The two made an appointment on the last day of the poetry conference, which is tomorrow morning. Submit this poem to a poetry competition to see if it can win the prize.

When Gao Jianli's carriage stopped at the door of the tea house, Wang Zhizheng took Wu Luoqi's hand affectionately and sent her out of the tea house. Seeing Gao Jianli's carriage stopped at the door of the tea house, Wu Luoqi was stunned for a moment and hurriedly removed his hand from Wang Zhi. Zhi took it out of his hand.

Gao Jianli stepped off the carriage, walked up to Wang Zhi, looked at Wang Zhi with a half-smile, and said, "Master Wang, is the Taiwei's health okay?" Wang Zhi was shocked when he heard this, and looked at Gao Jianli in surprise, " Who are you, I don’t know you!”

Before Gao Jian could leave his mouth, Wu Luoqi introduced him quickly, "This is Mr. Gao, the prime minister of our Qin State."

Under Gao Jianli's burning gaze, Wang Zhi began to panic. Although he had never met Gao Jianli, he had long heard that his uncle Lu Yingshu had said that this person had better poetry than his uncle!

After hearing Wu Luoqi's introduction, Wang Zhi quickly bowed and saluted, "Wang Zhi has met Mr. Zaifu!"

Gao Jianli laughed and did not reveal his true identity on the spot. Instead, he said with a hint of laughter, "I have seen several new works of Lu Shangshu at the poetry conference in the past two days. I have really made great progress. I must have been impressed by it." Your nephew can’t be any worse, right?”

Wang Zhiwen felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and thought to himself, this guy won't test me on the spot, right? If this is the case, it will be terrible. No, I have to get out quickly, otherwise the image I have worked so hard to build in front of Wu Luoqi will collapse all of a sudden!

Wang Zhi did not dare to stay any longer and hurriedly said goodbye to Gao Jianli, "Master Zaifu, I should have done my job as a landlord, but I have something important to do, so I have to say goodbye first!"

Gao Jianli smiled and waved his hand, "Go and do your work quickly, we are going back too!"

Looking at Wang Zhi's hurried away figure, Wu Luoqi asked Gao Jianli with a sense of loss, "Does Mr. Gao know Mr. Wang's uncle? Are his uncle's poems better than those written by Mr. Wang?"

Gao Jianli sighed softly and glanced at Wu Luoqi, "Your Highness, his uncle is the world-famous Lu Yingshu!"

Wu Luoqi was shocked by the news that Mr. Wang's uncle was actually Lu Yingshu, but he asked Gao Jianli doubtfully, "You said that Lu Yingshu is Mr. Wang's uncle. Why haven't I heard Mr. Wang mention it?"

Gao Jianli smiled bitterly and said meaningfully: "How can this prince write good poetry if he mentions his uncle to you?"

"Are you saying that all the poems written by Mr. Wang were instructed by his uncle?" Wu Luoqi asked.

"So this prince really wrote a poem for His Highness?"

Wu Luoqi nodded, took out the poem that Wang Zhi and he had given her when they first met, and handed it to Gao Jianli to read.

Gao Jianli took it and nodded while reading it: "This poem really has the style of Lu Yingshu's poems!"

"But this poem is actually a poem written by Mr. Wang Zhi!" Wu Luoqi corrected him immediately.

Gao Jianli did not argue with her, and casually returned the poem paper to Wu Luoqi, saying, "Your Highness, we may not be able to wait until the end of the Qi State Poetry Conference before going back, because there are some important matters to be dealt with in the court. I think tomorrow Rush back to Qin early in the morning!"