Longyin City is very big, with millions of civilians, but there are only so many powerful people.
Those who have the qualifications and channels to know about the Empress Dowager's reward to Prince Langya are basically officials of fifth rank and above and their nepotistic family members and friends. Those who feel that this matter may affect them, or that they can seek some benefits or prevent some losses, then He is a senior official of level three or above.
I don’t know who was the first to spread the word, saying that the Queen Mother was going to arrange a marriage between King Langya and Miss Fang San. The purpose was to balance the situation in the court, either to weaken the power of Prime Minister Fang Du Wei, or to exert all control over Jiuzhou Mansion. .
Judging from the generous reward given by the Queen Mother, it seems that she made such adjustments purely out of justice and the needs of the court, rather than feeling that Fang Duwei and Prince Langya were disobedient and needed to be beaten.
In this case, the pleasure brought by some bystanders' gloating is not that strong, and for Fang Zhimei, there is nothing to worry about. She just wants to verify the credibility of this matter.
Fang Zhimei went to ask Fang Du Wei.
Facing his father, Fang Zhimei didn't need to beat around the bush or make insinuations, but he was a little shy when asking.
Fang Duwei denied it: "Although it is groundless, it may not be unreasonable, but the Queen Mother has a deep heart and the city is deeply blocked. It is difficult to see her likes and dislikes in her appearance. Before the decree is conveyed in the palace, it is just some people who are testing it. There is no need to Mind you."
Hearing what Fang Duwei said, Fang Zhimei was naturally disappointed, but Fang Duwei told her that he had made an agreement with Qin Shou'an after the disbandment of the dynasty, and asked Qin Shou'an to accompany Fang Zhimei to the poetry meeting. .
Fang Zhimei then thought that it was impossible for a person who could firmly hold the position of power to be bad at figuring out the Queen Mother's wishes. However, because his father had a high position of power, he could not rashly follow the palace's intentions to avoid more disputes.
But he should have analyzed something, otherwise how could he talk to Qin Shou'an about this kind of thing when the dynasty was over? The meaning is already obvious.
"Is something wrong? I'm going to Jiuzhou Mansion now." Qin Shou'an stretched out his hand and patted Fang Zhimei's hair.
There was some emotion in his tone. His childhood sweetheart looked ignorant and naive, but he was already going to the Kyushu Mansion to sit in court.
According to the rules and regulations, there is no difference between many yamen officials and social animals at this time. Ordinary officials in Jiuzhou Prefecture still have regular vacations, but he, the prefect, does not have that. Unless there are special circumstances, he has to go to Jiuzhou Prefecture to sit in court every day.
Fortunately, he is a prince and always enjoys special things. The system is also flexible for him. As long as it is not too excessive, it is not a big problem if he sits in the court and becomes lazy and lazy.
The old prince Qin Heng often wandered around the flower streets and willow lanes during his sitting time, and even invited famous prostitutes to have sex with him in Jiuzhou Mansion. Every now and then, he would be read by officials, but nothing happened.
Anyway, as a member of the royal family, indulging in pleasure is the right way, and the last thing you need is a good reputation.
Qin Heng gave Qin Shou'an a perfect example on how to do a promising job as a prince. Qin Shou'an decided that he should be better than his master... He already had such confidence. After all, his old father was only in the world of martial arts. I checked the female heroes who came to my door, and occasionally caught some people with bad backgrounds.
Qin Shou'an has established a top sect in the world, and among the heroines my father has captured, there is no one with a greater background than the Mountain Master.
"Brother Shou'an, the Queen returned to the palace yesterday morning." Fang Zhimei let him hold his head and reported in a coquettish voice.
Her cheeks were slightly flushed. After all, the news of the proposed marriage spread throughout the three lanes and seven alleys. Many people looked at her, probably thinking that she was being coquettish to her fiancé.
"Well, I met her at noon yesterday, and we went to a fun place." Qin Shouan stopped in time.
When he was a kid, he went to a place with one of them, and the other one definitely wanted to go too.
It's no longer possible. You can't break into the palace, let alone the underground palace? It is convenient for Fang Zhimei to enter the palace, but Rong Baobao may not take her to the Rebirth Palace.
"Is there any fun place in the palace? Why didn't I know?" Fang Zhimei couldn't help restraining his coquettishness and naivety, and turned his bright eyes suspiciously. Could it be that the fun place in the palace is the queen's boudoir? , Phoenix couch?
Fang Zhimei often went to the palace to accompany Rong Baobao. She only felt that the palace was relatively cool in summer and a bit gloomy in other seasons. Even the Queen Mother did not want to stay longer, so she drove to the Royal Courtyard to stay for a while. .
"I saw the female officials dancing in the palace." Qin Shou'an fooled around casually, and the dancing of the female officials in the palace was indeed beautiful. That kind of magnanimity and elegance, as well as the cooperation of the bell and drum orchestra, were difficult to see outside.
"Dad said that you will accompany me to the poetry festival." Fang Zhimei didn't go to eat more of Wei Rong's baby. Anyway, there was still the possibility of the Queen Mother's marriage between him and his brother Shou'an, so Rong's baby could only stay in the room. On her wedding day, Zhimei rolled on the ground crying and crying.
No, no, this matter hasn't been decided yet. I can't get carried away. Fang Zhimei reminded me that I was already a little carried away in my attitude toward Rong Baobao.
"Yes. Don't you remember that when I was a child, I could compose a poem in three steps?" Qin Shou'an is still very confident in this aspect. Generally, anyone who has received nine years of compulsory education can recite hundreds of eternal masterpieces. Then It is a pinnacle work that can be regarded as the pinnacle of poetry throughout the ages in any era.
In some other world, a poem can summon the gods and Buddhas, the projection of immortals, and the birth of heroic spirits!
Now, going to a poetry gathering and winning countless kneels and submissions is just a basic operation.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch, barking at the sky, white dog rolling in the mud, black dog jumping in the snow." Fang Zhimei still remembers Qin Shou'an's poems. When he was a child, he didn't know a few words, but Qin Shou'an was able to compose poems. Naturally, Fang Zhimei regarded her as proud, and she even learned to recite it to her father. However, her father looked at her without saying a word at that time, which made Fang Zhimei think that it was Brother Shou'an's talent that shocked his father.
"Ahem... don't worry. Today is different from the past... How come you still remember this poem?" Qin Shou'an's face was slightly hot. This kind of limerick was enough to fool Fang Zhimei and Rong Baobao when they were young. What he didn't expect is that today She still remembers it today.
"Hehe, it doesn't matter. I have prepared a few poems. Just memorize them before you go." Fang Zhimei mainly talked about this with Qin Shou'an.
After saying that, she took out a stack of paper written in small regular script from her sleeve pocket and stuffed it into Qin Shouan's car window. She happened to meet Yue Qing and Han Xin by the way, but Huai Yu was lowering his head. , probably sorting out brother Shou'an's robe or shoes.
What Fang Zhimei is worried about is that brother Shou'an was naturally smart and good at literature and poetry when he was a child, but he must have been obsessed with studying literature after practicing martial arts in Tiandaomen for so many years. Moreover, poetry and poetry are broad and profound, and they cannot be picked up again on a temporary basis.
Of course, the most urgent task was for Fang Zhimei to prepare for him.
These poems are all Fang Zhimei's proud works in recent years, but they have not been sung. Now it seems that they are just right.
Fang Zhimei is known as a talented woman in Longyin City, not just because she is the daughter of the prime minister. Of course she has real talent and learning. These poems are also her proud works. After careful consideration and revision, they are completely usable. .
Most people would not easily sign someone else's name if they have a good work, but for a woman, her sweetheart's talent and name are her pride, and it would not hurt to give it to Brother Shou'an.
"Oh..." Qin Shou'an opened it and took a look, and couldn't help but recite a poem silently. He was a little surprised, "Sister Yiren, your poems are probably five or six times as good as layman Yi An."
Qin Shou'an actually didn't know if this evaluation was too high, but a child could draw a few sheep dung balls on paper and get praise from his father for his painting skills. It was natural for him to look highly at the work of his childhood sweetheart!
"Who is Jushi Yi An?" Fang Zhimei pursed his lips and thought for a moment, his brows furrowed and then relaxed. He really couldn't remember which dynasty or generation of poet Yi An Jushi was.
From Brother Shou'an's comments, it seems that she is also a female poet who is good at elegance and sentimentality.
"Could it be the talented woman that brother Shou'an has known over the years?" Fang Zhimei couldn't help but wonder a little sourly.
Since Fang Zhimei's proud work only has half the skill of this person, then if he is a historical figure, he must be very famous. But Fang Zhimei has never been heard of, so he may be some talented woman of the same generation. , did not seek to hear and reach the present, but it caught the heart of brother Shou'an.
"Haha..." Qin Shou'an couldn't help but laugh. He wanted to get to know Li Qingzhao, but unfortunately he didn't have this opportunity. Who wouldn't want to get to know Li Qingzhao, the best female poet in the ages and the first female gambling god in the Northern Song Dynasty? Even if Qin Shouan is not very interested in poetry exchange, it would be nice to go to the casino together.
Although there is no record of Li Qingzhao's appearance, her father is a very famous handsome man. It seems that Li Qingzhao is also a beauty, especially some of her poems, it is easy to see that she is also a romantic and talented woman. Qin Shouan recalled a poem , chanted:
"My waist is always small, but it hurts the spring. I wear new makeup in the evening under the shadow of sparse plum blossoms. How does the curling Pingping look like? A wisp of light clouds. The song moves the red lips skillfully, and the words are charming and angry. The peach blossoms are as deep as the Tianjin. I look at the Yaotai with regret. Clear the moon at night and send the wheel of return."
When Fang Zhimei heard Qin Shou'an reciting poetry, he couldn't help but be shocked. This is so coquettish and blatantly flirting with women, it is definitely not the work of brother Shou'an.
In full view of the public, it was not convenient for Fang Zhimei to question, so he didn't care much, quickly stepped on the ladder and got into the carriage, and got into the carriage.
"cough--"
Fang Zhimei saw that Huaiyu's temples were slightly messy and he was coughing and drinking water, while Yueqing and Hanxin were chuckling and laughing. He couldn't help but blush, knowing that someone had read through his anxious look.
At this time, it was no longer time to worry about being reserved and shy. Fang Zhimei's thoughts changed quickly and she immediately prepared her words.
"Brother Shou'an, did Yi An write this poem when he invited you to meet? It's quite good. However, Sister Yiren is a little unconvinced by this poem alone. It's not necessarily much better than what I wrote. ... She really dares to write about the beauty of peach blossoms!"
From Fang Zhimei's point of view, this poem may not be very clever, but as a woman, it is really bold to write this. Basically... it's like those women who invite guests in the Goulan Washeli. She can't wait to do something with him. the meaning of.
"Oh? Sister Yiren is not convinced?" Qin Shouan put down his hands, lifted up his robe, and gently patted Huaiyu's back with one hand while continuing to tease Fang Zhimei: "Then listen to this song."
Fang Zhimei quickly clenched his hands into small fists, his ears stood up, his eyes bulged, and he looked at Qin Shouan attentively.
Even though brother Shou'an doesn't study poetry very much, it seems that he still has a certain accomplishment in poetry and writing. Since he admires layman Yi An so much, he must be really Fang Zhimei's rival.
If the layman Yi An also presented him with some poems, and this was the reason why he was willing to go to the poetry meeting with Fang Zhimei, Fang Zhimei really... was probably like that little male dog who was fighting for someone else on the street. The little bitch bit her all over her body with wounds, and she was just a defeated dog that had to run away!
"A gust of wind and rain came in the evening, washing away the scorching light. I put aside my music, but put on my makeup on the water chestnut flowers. Thin silk strands of ice make my skin shiny, and the snow is greasy and fragrant. Tan Lang said with a smile: Tonight, the mushrooms are cool on the gauze kitchen pillow." Qin Qin Shou'an recited another song by Li Qingzhao, "Ugly Slave: A Wind and Rain Come Late".
After chanting, Qin Shou'an looked at Fang Zhimei with a smile. Sister Yi Ren was still so cute. She was competing with layman Yi An across an unknown distance... But Qin Shou'an also felt that it was a bit strange to have such talent in the world. woman, but through the words he spread, a kind of communication across time and space seemed to have occurred.
After listening to this, Fang Zhimei still didn't feel how talented she was. She was oppressed and resigned herself to defeat, but this poem was so bold that Fang Zhimei was embarrassed to write it to Brother Shou'an anyway...
"Third Miss, what is the poem your Highness is reading about?" Yue Qing couldn't help but be curious when she saw Fang Zhimei's blushing cheeks.
"It's windy and rainy again, which probably means it's so cool at night." Han Xin said with a hint of understanding. It's strange for these scholars that they have to write such a long poem after it rains so cool.
"This poem is about your Highness getting to know a woman. This woman is beautifully dressed and wearing clothes as thin as cicada wings. She looks like she is naked. She told Your Highness that the mat must be very cool tonight..."
After Fang Zhimei finished speaking, he hummed and raised his head stubbornly. Originally a romantic man, especially Brother Shou'an, as His Royal Highness, it was inevitable that countless women would throw themselves into his arms. Fang Zhimei would not become jealous like her mother. But when he was talking about accompanying her to the poetry club, he thought of another woman. How could Fang Zhimei bear this?
The most important thing is that this woman is so bold and coquettish, and she has obviously spent an endless amount of time with brother Shou'an!
It seems that in brother Shou'an's mind, Fang Zhimei is not as talented as her, not as charming as her, and not as knowledgeable and knowledgeable as her, so what dignity does he have to stay here?
As he said this, Fang Zhimei wanted to hide his face and leave.
Seeing that she was really sad, Qin Shouan quickly pulled Fang Zhimei, pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly, looking down at her: "Fool, Master Yi An was a female poet hundreds of years ago... …”
(End of chapter)
