Lin'an City, Muqinfang, Chen's Bookstore.
Walking to the door, I saw on the long tables on the left and right sides in front of the door, a number of finely engraved new collections of Tang poetry were displayed in sequence, such as "Collection of Poems by Prime Minister Li", "Collection of Poems by Zhu Qingyu", "Collection of Wei Suzhou", "Collection of Poems by Li Tuiguan" "Pisha Collection", as well as "Tanghu Poetry Manuscript" by Yue Fei's grandson Yue Ke in this dynasty, etc., are dazzling and eye-catching.
What's too much is that his own "Zhao Hong's Selected Works" is also among them, and it is placed in the most eye-catching position. There are many viewers and many buyers.
To be honest, "Selected Poems of Zhao Hong" and "Tatar Strategy" were published and distributed in Chen's Bookstore, and I made a small amount of money. Chen Qi, the owner of Chen's Bookstore, was the biggest winner.
"Your Highness, why are you here?"
The book seller had a sharp eye and recognized Zhao Hong at a glance.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince!"
"Hello, His Royal Highness!"
The audience who were reading books at the desk were enthusiastic and greeted Zhao Hong one after another.
Since this year, the most famous person in Lin'an City is His Highness the Crown Prince. Even many harem women, traffickers and pawns have become Zhao Hong's supporters.
"Hello everyone! Hello everyone!"
With a smile on his face, Zhao Hong greeted everyone cordially and without any airs.
"Your Highness, if you ascend the throne and become emperor, the world will be at peace!"
"Your Highness, you are the only one who can deal with those thieves Shi Miyuan!"
Several Confucian scholars said loudly, without fear, they seemed to be imperial students.
"Everyone, farewell, farewell!"
Zhao Hong felt a headache and quickly left.
The ignorant are fearless. Emperor Zhao Kuo is still alive and Shi Miyuan still has the power. When these words reach their ears, he will follow suit.
These scholars are quite "backward"!
Entering the backyard, the scent of catalpa comes. It seems that the bookstore is publishing new books.
"Man, is the shopkeeper here?"
Zhao Hong smiled and entered the front yard.
"It turns out to be His Royal Highness, please let me go in and report!"
Looks like it's Zhao Hong, the guy is very respectful.
"No, you're busy with your business. I'll just go in by myself!"
Zhao Hong waved his hand and walked in.
I have been here many times and I am familiar with the road.
When he walked to the back hall window, voices could be heard inside, and Zhao Hong stopped involuntarily.
"Brother Chen, although you are rigorous in selecting poems, the flavor of your poems that criticize current ills is still far behind."
There was the sound of turning books in the room. It seemed that someone was turning the pages.
"Brother Liu is right. Everything is stable and the rain in the rivers and lakes seems to be far away from worrying about the country and the people."
Another voice sounded, gentle and soft.
"Brother Liu, Brother Zeng, Brother Ye, you should talk about it."
Chen Qi's voice rang out, and judging by the tone of his voice, it seemed like the two of them were old acquaintances.
"Wu Tong Autumn Rain and Prince He's Mansion, Willows and Spring Breezes are facing each other across the bridge. 'He Prince's Mansion' is opposite to 'Other Bridge'. Although the work is stable, the poetry and rhyme are raw. In Mr. Liu Zihui's "Bianjing Chronicle", "Yueyuechitai Wang Fu's House, "Taishi Bridge with Willows in the Spring Breeze" was changed to "Prince's Residence with Wutong in the Autumn Rain, Xianggong Bridge with Willows in the Spring Breeze" to make it more catchy and have a better meaning."
Brother Liu's voice sounded loud and clear. He seemed to have a cheerful personality and was somewhat impassioned.
"What Brother Liu said is true! However, the two sentences in Brother Liu's poem "Falling Plum Blossoms", "The east wind controls the power of flowers, but avoids being aloof and not asserting it" directly accuse Shi Miyuan of being power-hungry and domineering. It is really enjoyable to read!"
The voice of Chen Qi, the shopkeeper, sounded again.
"Brother Zeng, your "Spring Poetry": "On the 90th, there are few sunny days in spring, but in a thousand years, there are many turbulent times." This is full of criticism!"
Brother Liu laughed as he spoke.
"Brother Ye, "I know that there are children weaving, and a lamp is shining on the fence late at night". It is deeply rooted in the joy of the countryside. It can be a good sentence, but it is compared with your "Wuling is young and charming, and arranges a day trip in ten days." , it seems that generosity is not enough!”
Chen Qi and another man spoke out.
"Ashamed! Ashamed!"
Another man said with a smile, calm and gentle.
Zhao Hong couldn't help but be surprised when he listened to the enthusiastic conversations of several people.
Emotional Chen's Bookstore is going to publish a collection of poems, which will bring together contemporary literati. But, will being sarcastic like this get me into trouble?
Immediately afterwards, several people talked about poetry again, and unknowingly they returned to Zhao Hong.
"If you want to say that you are generous and heroic, the song "Spring Snow in Qinyuan" written by the current prince Zhao Hong is really shocking and can be called a masterpiece. If you want to talk about the ills of the times, his seven-character poem "It is sad that thousands of horses are silent", Vibrate and enlighten, and capture the essence!"
Brother Liu's voice was loud and excited.
"You guys think, our "Collection of Poems of Jianghu" is a bit like "Swordsman"? The laughter in the breeze actually makes people feel lonely, and the pride is still reflected in the evening light! It's really soul-stirring and unrestrained!"
Several people nodded in agreement. Zhao Hong, the master of plagiarism, felt his face heat up. When he saw someone coming over, he quickly stepped into the room.
"Brother Chen, it turns out that a distinguished guest is visiting!"
Zhao Hong cupped his hands with a smile on his face.
These people talking to each other are probably well-educated people who can publish a collection of poems.
"His Royal Highness, you are here at the right time. Let me introduce you to you. This is Brother Liu Kezhuang, this is Brother Zeng Ji, and this is Brother Ye Shaoweng. They are all leaders of the Jianghu Poetry School and strong-minded Jiangnan celebrities. "
Chen Qi, the bookstore owner, introduced it enthusiastically.
"I have met His Highness the Crown Prince!"
Liu Kezhuang and Zeng Ji saluted together, both secretly surprised.
The famous new leader of the Song Dynasty literary world turned out to be so young.
The first chapter of Zhao Hong's "Selected Poems" is an eternal masterpiece. Take out any one of them and it seems that it can be regarded as a masterpiece in the anthology of Jianghu poetry.
"The two rivers are bleak but foxes and rabbits. I was wondering if anyone came after Zusheng passed away? It turned out to be Mr. Houcun!"
"Now the iron horse is whirling around, slanting the yellow dust a foot deep. Brother Zeng, I have admired you for a long time!"
"The garden is full of spring scenery, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall. Brother Ye, I have long admired your name!"
Zhao Hong smiled broadly and saluted the three of them.
Speaking of which, although he knew about the Jianghu Poetry School and had met Dai Fuxu and Ge Tianmin, this was the first time for these three to meet.
"Everyone, please be polite!"
The middle-aged Confucian scholar with thick eyebrows and big eyes is Liu Kezhuang, and the elegant Confucian scholar is Zeng Ji. One is generous and heroic, and the other is personable. There is also a dark, thin and taciturn scholar, Ye Shaoweng.
Liu Kezhuang, whose courtesy name is Qianfu and nickname is Houcun, was born in Putian, Fujian. A poet of the Bold and Bold School of the Southern Song Dynasty and a poet of the Jianghu Poetry School, he is as famous as Wu Wenying.
Although Zeng Ji was not as well-known as Liu Kezhuang, he was well versed in Lu Jiuyuan's spiritual studies, was friendly with Zhu Xi, and helped Li Bi annotate Wang Anshi's poems, so he must have something in his heart. He sang in harmony with Dai Fuxu, Ye Shaoweng and others of the Jianghu Poetry School, and they were all leaders of Jianghu poets.
Most of Zeng Ji's works express his feelings about the current events of the Southern Song Dynasty by chanting about historical sites. The purpose of his poems is tragic and stirring, which shows his deep thoughts and is similar to Dai's retro style.
Looking at people and listening to words, these people speak out against the current ills and are not secretive. They are all people with lofty ideals who are worried about the world. Zhao Hong hopes that he can become an official and benefit the country, so as to live up to their talents.
"I have met His Highness the Crown Prince!"
Liu Kezhuang and others returned the gift one after another, all of which were heartbroken.
This young Prince of the East Palace, a courtesy corporal, knowledgeable and memorized, is indeed wise.
"Your Highness, I am so happy to hear that the imperial court expelled the two traitors Li Zhixiao and Shengze!"
Everyone sat down, but Liu Kezhuang didn't notice anything and just said it.
"Although His Highness has become the Crown Prince, he is very capable of treachery. Your Highness must still be cautious in his words and deeds and not be careless!"
Zeng Ji also added a sentence at the end.
"Thank you for reminding me!"
Zhao Hong nodded. It seems that Shi Miyuan is not blocking the sky with one hand, and there are still loyal people.
"You two, I'm afraid it's not that simple. I heard that Li Zhixiao and Mo Ze will return to the court soon."
Chen Qi's words shocked everyone, and Zhao Hong also opened his eyes wide.
"Don't be surprised, everyone. There is nothing to be surprised about. No official has gone to court recently, and Shi Miyuan is covering the sky with one hand. Li Zhixiao and Li Zhixiao are Shi Miyuan's confidants. Of course he will not let Li Zhixiao and Li Zhixiao lose their official positions!"
Chen Qi said with a dark face.
Zhao Hong was secretly surprised.
Zhao Kuo was seriously ill and ignored the affairs of the court. It was not surprising that with Shi Miyuan's energy, he transferred Li Zhixiao and Mo Ze back to the court.
Although Chen Qi is a businessman, he has a good character and is somewhat interesting.
"Brother Zeng, you have a problem with Li Zhixiao, so be careful of this mad dog biting you!"
Ye Shaoweng couldn't help but become nervous.
"I compose my poems, and he acts as his dog-guy. I'm too lazy to pay attention to him!"
Zeng Ji smiled coldly, his face full of disdain.
Zhao Hong couldn't help but smile. A scholar with such hard bones would definitely not be able to become an official.
"A few gentlemen know economics and are good officials, but they are covered by their literary names and cannot use them to their full potential. Why not serve the country and serve the country and the people? Wouldn't it be better?"
Zhao Hong bowed his hands and wanted to see how many people would react.
"Your Highness, treacherous ministers are in power, blocking the way of speech, and colluding with others. Although we want to become officials, how can we work with such treacherous sycophants who bring harm to the country and the people?"
As expected, Zeng Ji was as fierce as fire and spoke first.
"Your Highness, if I wait to become an official, it's not too late to wait until Your Highness takes power!"
Liu Kezhuang bowed his hand and thanked him. He was arrogant and domineering, and he was indeed a straight man.
"Your Highness, I am living in seclusion in West Lake. I am used to being idle and will not become an official again."
Ye Shaoweng said softly, directly expressing his thoughts.
Zhao Hong smiled slightly and returned the favor.
Even if these people want to join the officialdom, I'm afraid it won't be that easy, and I can't do much to help them.
"Shopkeeper Chen, your book's handwriting is clear and beautiful, and your analysis is also unique. It's really a good book! Thank you!"
Zhao Hong raised the "Yu Xuanji Poetry Collection" in his hand and complimented Chen Qi, the shop owner.
This guy has opened several shops in the capital and is extremely rich. Of course he will not pay for this book.
"As long as your Highness likes it. Some of you didn't know that this book was also given to King Yi's heir. He was very happy when he got the book, but after a few days, he had the book returned and he never came here again. The bookstore is full."
Chen Qi pointed to the "Yu Xuanji Poetry Collection" in Zhao Hong's hand, shook his head and smiled bitterly.
"Oh, why is this?"
Zhao Hong couldn't help but become curious.
"Your Highness, I didn't know the reason at first. Later, by chance, I heard the reason why His Highness King Yi withdrew the book. It turned out that he thought that the engraving of the first four pages and the last eight pages of the book was not by the same person, and Your Highness I prefer the former. This makes me very depressed. Doesn’t it mean that two people can’t engrave a book together?”
Chen Qi's words made everyone laugh.
Zhao Hong also smiled softly.
Unexpectedly, this Zhao Guicheng also has a tendency to have obsessive-compulsive disorder.
"Zhao Guicheng, the heir of King Yi, refuses to read because of carving. Does he want to read the things in the book, or does he want to read?"
Zeng Ji shook his head and sneered disdainfully.
A person who only cares about the beauty of a book, but no longer reads it, is not a true scholar.
"Brother Zeng, the heir of King Yi was taught by Duke Zheng and should not be this kind of person."
Chen Qi laughed and said haha.
He has a good relationship with Zheng Qingzhi, and it is only natural for him to defend Zhao Guicheng for a word or two.
"Brother Chen, you are messing with Xini again."
Zeng Ji shook his head, very dissatisfied with Chen Qi's ambiguity.
Chen Qi chuckled and didn't refute.
Zhao Hong looked at everyone with a smile, secretly envious of their friendship.
Zeng was extremely cynical and fiery, but Liu Kezhuang was similar to him, only more calm.
Ye Shaoweng is indifferent to fame and fortune, while Chen Qi is much more diplomatic. He seems to have a good relationship with Zhao Guicheng's teacher Zheng Qingzhi.
A businessman must be a businessman, good at dancing and well-rounded. However, Chen Qi has a good relationship with Liu Kezhuang and Zeng Ji. They are divided into groups and should have some character.
"Everyone, let me remind you that in this collection of poems, there are many criticisms of current affairs, but you must be careful and don't be careless."
Zhao Hong gave instructions seriously.
With Shi Miyuan's power, he will suppress them mercilessly when he encounters these civilians who ridicule him, and he has no scruples.
"Your Highness, if you don't punish these traitors, I'm afraid the world will be in chaos. Don't worry, Your Highness, we won't implicate you!"
Zeng said boldly.
"Your Highness, even if something happens to "Anthology of Jianghu Poetry" in the future, you, a fellow-minded person, will still be in charge. What should we be afraid of?"
Chen Qi, the shopkeeper of the bookstore, also laughed and said.
"Shopkeeper Chen, Brother Chen, you think too highly of me! However, if you are in trouble, I will never stand idly by!"
Zhao Hong smiled bitterly, shook his head, and said solemnly.
Although he can't protect himself now, if something happens to these people, he will definitely take action.
He was going to forcefully persuade her to shut up immediately.
Let these wise men cause trouble and let Shi Miyuan be in chaos, and maybe he can take advantage of the fire.
Of course, he won't let these tough guys get into trouble. The worst that can happen is to cause trouble in the Heavenly Palace, which can always save their lives.
"Thank you, Your Highness the Crown Prince!"
Liu Kezhuang and Zeng Ji thanked Zhao Hong together.
Although they are tough-boned, they always feel much more secure when they have the prince in charge.
"Your Highness, a collection of poems about rivers and lakes is about to be published. Why don't you also compose a poem to show off your talents?"
It was hard to find, so Chen Qi immediately became interested.
"Your Highness, your anthology is popular all over the country. It's up to you to put the finishing touches. It couldn't be better!"
Liu Kezhuang also smiled and said it loudly.
Zeng Ji and Ye Shaoweng looked at Zhao Hong with expectant eyes.
Zhao Hong had no choice but to smile awkwardly and stand up.
"Okay, I'll compose a poem to encourage you all, and also to add fuel to the fire of "Jiang Hu Ji", so that it will burn quickly!"
When he came to the table, he picked up the wolf hair, thought for a moment, then swung his pen and started writing.
Chen Qi, Zeng Ji and others looked at each other, secretly surprised.
This young Crown Prince instantly wrote poems and lyrics, and is well-deserved among all the people in the country, and no one can surpass him.
"Anthology of Jianghu Poems" was defeated by Zhao Hong, and he was convinced.
Liu Kezhuang was so shocked that he read it unconsciously.
"Li Du's poems have been passed down by thousands of mouths,
It doesn't feel new yet.
Talented people emerge from every generation in the country;
Each has been leading the way for hundreds of years. "
The front waves of the Yangtze River push back waves, and the front waves are slapped on the beach. It is so appropriate to use this poem as the finishing touch, so heroic and heroic.
