"Mr. Qushan, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has ordered that one of the Yan Kingdom's first poets, Nalan Fengxiao, who is among the Yan Kingdom's envoys, come to Hongwen Hall to pay a visit."
"They are most likely coming with bad intentions, so please be prepared to deal with them."
Eunuch Huaiji bowed and saluted, conveyed Xiao Yi's meaning and then turned and left, leaving Yan Shigu and others looking at each other in shock.
Kong Yingda lowered her eyebrows and thought for a moment, then immediately said: "Quickly, go and invite Du Bohu, and tell him that Nalan Fengxiao from Yan Kingdom is here."
Others also came to their senses. His Highness the Crown Prince sent someone to remind them to prepare in advance. He also said that Nalan, who came as a filial piety, was not a good person and would definitely have a fight with them.
And when they were asked to annotate the Four Books, etc., or talk about literary ideas, they had a lot to say, and they were absolutely confident that the people of Yan State would bow their heads and go out, or even bow down to become their disciples.
But songwriting... is not their strong point.
The only person who can compete with Nalan Fengxiao now is Du Bohu, the young poet today.
Before Daqian Dynasty, it was popular to recite poems and write poems.
Therefore, now there will be some poems for everyone. Writing poems is as easy as drinking water.
Ci Fu was called long and short sentences at the beginning, but later there was a new term called Ci.
This is also a literary style created by literati in Daqian, and it has been popular for a period of time.
However, during a reform later, poetry became a suppressed style of writing, while poetry is still the most beautiful form of poetry.
That reform was called the ancient text reform.
This also leads to the fact that lyric writing is no longer the strong point of Daqian literati.
Now Nalan Fengxiao, the first poet in the Yan Kingdom, has come, and it is really difficult for them to deal with it.
A bad one.
That would be a disgrace to the literati of Daqian.
Can Hongwenguan afford to lose this face?
It definitely can't be lost.
Not to mention that after the transformation of ancient Chinese prose, literati in Daqian no longer liked writing lyrics.
The restructuring happened more than ten years ago. Nowadays, poetry, poetry and poetry are popular, but Daqian scholars are still keen on poetry.
You can't use this as an excuse to say that Daqian scholars don't like writing lyrics, right?
If you tell anyone, you will not be accepted by the scholars. On the contrary, you will be ridiculed by the scholars of Yan State.
Lost face.
Can they still maintain their identity and say they are famous Confucians?
"No need, I'm already here."
Just when Yan Shigu and Kong Yingda reacted and immediately sent people to find Du Bohu, he was already here.
Wearing a gray Confucian robe, a wooden hairpin on his head, and black boots with thousand-layer soles, his delicate face showed a perfect profile under the sunlight, with a hint of scholarly temperament, but even more bohemian.
He strode in, bowed his hands casually, and found a seat to sit down.
This person is an outlier in Hongwen Hall. He was known as a child prodigy when he was young. He could read and read at the age of three, recited the four books in full at the age of seven, and was well-read at the age of 12. When he was 14, he passed the Jinshi examination, but he never fulfilled his duties. Instead of holding a post, he continued to study and was appreciated by His Majesty. He was awarded the title of Bachelor and entered the Hongwen Hall.
While others were still studying poetry pairs and wanted to create works that could be passed down through the ages, he began to study poems and poems.
Therefore, he was ostracized by some people in the Hongwen Hall. In addition, this person saw Li Linfu controlling the court and wrote a poem that satirized the power of the people. Li Linfu found an opportunity to impeach him and was stripped of his status as a bachelor.
Although Yan Shigu, Kong Yingda and others looked down on Du Bohu's research on poetry, they couldn't bear to see Li Linfu covering the sky with one hand even more, so they stepped in to protect Du Bohu.
Li Linfu didn't want to be an enemy of these great Confucians. Even though they didn't hold any official positions, he couldn't stand up to them because they had a lot of people all over the world. They had the reputation of being great Confucians and couldn't easily move them.
If you move, you will be an enemy of the scholars in the world.
Even if he is the Prime Minister of Daqian, he cannot withstand the crazy resistance of the scholars of Daqian.
From then on, Du Bohu spent all day having fun, wandering around the Mingyue Tower, the Calyx Tower, the Hongye Tower and other places of flowers and willows.
As soon as he sat down, people around him could smell the fragrance of rouge.
"A mere barbarian claims to be the number one lyricist. He is really arrogant." Du Bohu took a few sips from the teapot and continued, "I can't stand his arrogance and arrogance. Dare you come to Daqian Hongwen Hall to visit you? Are you going to bully Daqian because there is no one who can’t write lyrics?”
Seeing Du Bohu's vow, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Just a moment.
Nalan Fengxiao arrived.
Alone.
Not even a guard.
Think about it, Dayan's envoys came to Daqian, but they were killed in the capital.
The security situation in Daqian is also very bad.
When the time comes, I will definitely use this as an excuse to cause trouble.
Dayan did this because he must have wanted to give Daqian a disgrace. I, the people of Dayan, cannot have trouble with you. We go out without protection. That is because we believe that Daqian is a country of etiquette.
The one who should really be given protection should be Da Gan, not their Dayan envoy.
Geng Nanqiu was really worried that if Nalan Fengxiao showed up, he would not be able to keep the official hat and robes on his body, so he quickly asked the government officials to protect him, and even sent out his own guards.
There was no way, he was just a minister of Honglu Temple, not a commander in front of the palace. He had military power in his hands, so he could mobilize military guards to protect Dayan's mission.
In fact, he was not the only one who secretly observed the movements of the Dayan mission, there were many others.
Nalan Fengxiao arrived at the Hongwen Hall. He first met with great Confucian scholars such as Yan Shigu and Kong Yingda, and discussed literary ideas.
He highly admired Yan Shigu's orthodox customs, and he also put forward some of his doubts and some of his own opinions.
It must be said that this person was trained by Murong Yin, read many books, and was taught by several famous teachers. His vision, insights, knowledge, etc. can be compared with that of the great Confucians.
Even Du Bohu, who was standing next to him, frowned slightly and lost his initial contempt and became quiet.
He was observing Nalan Fengxiao. First of all, he looked at his appearance. He was wearing a clean Confucian robe, court boots, and a silk scarf to tie his hair. He was gentle and elegant. He had the calmness and composure of not changing his expression when the mountains were collapsing before his eyes. He also had the self-confidence of having learned a lot.
From this point of view, this person is really qualified and capable to follow the Dayan mission to Daqian, and to come to visit Daqian Hongwen Hall alone.
After communicating for almost an hour, Nalan Fengxiao revealed his true face.
"After reading the collected works of Dagan Ci sage in his early years, Xiaosheng became obsessed with one of his Ci poems."
"Some time ago, I came across something by chance, and I asked a few gentlemen to help me correct it."
Go ahead and take out a book.
Seeing this, Master Yan had no choice but to have the table brought.
Nalan Fengxiao stepped forward, put the documents on the table and spread them out.
The first thing that catches the eye is the calligraphy. It is like floating clouds, powerful like a startling dragon, iron book and silver hook.
Just this word has reached the level of a master, surpassing many great bachelors in Hongwen Hall.
Look at the words again.
Du Bohu, who was standing next to him, murmured softly, his eyes showing a hint of shock and admiration.
"One journey up the mountain, another journey towards the water, walking towards the bank of Yuguan, thousands of tents with lights on in the dead of night. The wind changes, the snow changes, shattering the heart of the country, the dream cannot come true, there is no such sound in the hometown."
