'There is a threat, but it's not something you can contact now...'
Prince Teng Lin Yunying thought to himself, but with a smile on his face, he said: "Don't think too much, these are the only tricky things, but they are much more at ease now, just dare to show your head and fight!"
"Let's go back and eat,"
Prince Teng was in a good mood. Unexpectedly, as soon as the emperor's nephew arrived, he immediately wrote a poem about Minglou.
The capital will be shaken now.
It’s certain that Guanque Tower will become famous, and it’s the emperor’s nephew who makes him famous!
"My nephew won't go to the imperial uncle's house, right?" Lin Yidao.
"That won't work!"
Prince Teng said with a straight face: "How can a nephew come to his uncle's house and not even have a meal? Let's go, let's go..."
"Fine!"
Lin Yi also felt that it was not appropriate to leave directly. He glanced at the talented scholar Zhu Zhiyun who had fainted from being fucked, and said to Wang Hanma: "Thank you for sending Scholar Zhu back to the palace."
"yes!"
Wang Hanma nodded.
Lin Yi and Prince Teng then walked down the Stork Tower.
The whole pavilion is still filled with a sense of awe-inspiring righteousness.
The scenery and the majestic pavilions make people feel heroic.
It is very close to the artistic conception of the poem "Ascend the Stork Tower".
It seems that if you climb this building, you can see the prosperous age of Dayan.
Outside the Stork Tower.
On the pedestal.
This poem by the sage Wang Huanzhi was engraved on it. At this moment, there is still a little bit of awe-inspiring righteousness, shining with golden light.
Prince Teng stopped and savored it carefully.
Lin Yi also stopped and looked at the poems of the sages that he personally brought over, feeling quite proud in his heart.
He carries five thousand years of Chinese cultural crystallization on his back, and I really hope they all come to this world.
As the day fades behind the mountains, the Yellow River flows into the sea.
If you want to see a thousand miles away, take it to the next level!
This poem is really great. When the author Wang Zhihuan originally wrote this poem, it was really romantic and crazy.
What is the prosperous Tang Dynasty?
This poem can give you a glimpse of it.
The scenery is vast, and the universe can be seen through it, but the poet Wang Zhihuan still feels that it is not enough, and the second half of the poem is even more crazy.
Lin Yi especially liked the atmosphere of this poem and its enterprising spirit.
"Emperor's nephew, is this the Dayan you think of?"
Prince Teng looked at Lin Yi with a little more yearning in his eyes.
The capital is prosperous.
The scene is vast, but not as exaggerated as the poem says.
However, the momentum and spirit contained in this poem allowed King Teng to guess some of the ambitions in his nephew's heart.
Great prosperity.
The whole world has a panoramic view.
"yes!"
Lin Yi nodded without denying it.
The prosperous Dayan can only be regarded as one of them.
"Let's go back and drink."
Prince Teng and Lin Yi did not stay long.
But when the two of them walked out of the Guanque Tower, many literati and bachelors were stopped outside the construction site by the palace guards.
He clamored to go in and see the prince.
They knew they were palace guards, so they didn't mess around.
"Prince Teng, the students knew you were here and came here specifically to visit!"
"Your Majesty!"
"Lin Kuiyuan, it's you. I already knew it was you. Lin Kuiyuan is really a Wenquxing star who has descended to earth, and is extremely talented..."
"Today, Mingfu's poems and essays are born, and Haoran's righteousness will last forever. Your lord, Lin Kuiyuan, can you let me go in and comprehend it?"
When these scholars saw Lin Yi and Prince Teng coming out, they were so excited that they wanted to go in and get a glimpse of the true content of Mingfu's poems.
A little bit, he took out the banknote, and he wanted to buy it with money.
After all, you can enter Tengwang Pavilion and Yueyang Tower to gain enlightenment if you pay money.
The poetry and prose on the inscriptions on the Ming Tower are equivalent to authentic works.
The benefits gained from enlightenment can be worth several months of hard work in one hour.
What happened to spending some money?
Prince Teng smiled softly and looked approachable. He turned to look at Lin Yidao: "Lin Kuiyuan has the final say on this matter, haha!"
"Lin Kuiyuan!"
"Have mercy, how about a thousand taels of silver an hour?"
"Two thousand taels!"
"..."
All the literati and bachelors looked at Lin Yi, adding more and more impatiently.
Until then.
Lin Yicai discovered how rich these scholars were, and they were all comparable to capitalists.
Lin Yidao: "The Stork Tower is temporarily closed to the public, but if you want to come... come back on New Year's Eve!"
Lin Yi thought about it but couldn't find a suitable day.
It just so happens that New Year’s Eve is a day that is easier to remember.
It also makes sense.
Is this considered a new year?
"New Year's Eve? Okay, okay, it's almost here anyway!"
"Thank you Lin Kuiyuan, we will come over on New Year's Eve!"
"Let's go, let's tell senior brothers and the others this news. Don't go to Hongxiufang for New Year's Eve on New Year's Eve. Come to this Stork Tower!"
soon.
These literati and bachelors left one after another, with regrets but also with expectations.
'I don't need to promote Miss Ningxiang anymore? The people are here. When the time comes... can we still give them a surprise? '
Lin also thought of this and thought that it was really Qiaoer's mother who opened the door for Qiaoer and Qiaoer arrived home.
After there were no outsiders around, Prince Teng smiled and said: "Emperor's nephew, this year's New Year's Eve in the capital is very interesting. I thought I was here to learn poetry. I didn't expect to hear Miss Ningxiang singing a new song. If she sings well, , Miss Ningxiang is famous."
"But this money..."
A single study of Mingfu's poems and prose can be calculated as one thousand taels per hour.
Plus listening to music, at least it will increase.
Lin Yidao: "Calculate it at twice the price."
"Is it too high?" Prince Teng asked in shock.
Is Miss Ningxiang’s new song so expensive?
"not tall!"
Lin Yixiao looked at the emperor's uncle Lin Yunying, "They will forget that they are here to understand poetry."
"oh?"
Prince Teng suddenly became very interested and said: "Poems, lyrics and rhymes. This song must be able to attract the talents of heaven and earth. This is more difficult than poetry."
Lin Yidao: "It's not inferior to the song "Chi Ling" played by Miss Ningxiang at the cultural gathering."
"Not high, that's not high at all!"
When King Teng heard that he was not inferior to Chi Ling, he felt that the double price was very reasonable.
Last literary meeting.
Many literati did not improve their talents from poetry, but absorbed a lot of talents from Miss Ningxiang's songs.
It can be regarded as a new way of practice.
Subsequently.
Teng Wang Lin Yunying and Lin Yi left here.
At the same time, people were ordered to guard the Stork Tower and no one was allowed to approach.
…
Lin also ate at the palace.
The meals we ate were all famous dishes from the capital, and there was no extravagance, including an eighteen-large bowl or a Manchu-Han banquet.
but.
Lin Yi also got closer to Prince Teng's family through this meal.
Princess Lin Xiaozhao was a little reserved at first, but after letting go, she ate with joy, her little mouth squeaked, and she ate at least half of the dishes on the table.
The key is to eat. Lin Xiaozhao talks a lot.
From the Imperial College to the bachelors of the Hanlin Academy, and then to the people...she seemed to know a little bit about everything.
He is completely different from when he had nothing to eat.
Prince Teng was originally worried that Lin Yi would not like Lin Xiaozhao's temperament and stopped him several times with his eyes, but Lin Yi was able to get along with Lin Xiaozhao.
This moved King Teng very much.
The princess also thought that Lin Xiaozhao had finally met someone who didn't dislike her talkativeness.
This person is still the Crown Prince of Dayan.
"Brother Prince, my father said you were going to hold a concert on New Year's Eve. I feel like the singing won't last long. I can't hear clearly even from a distance. There are so many people. Can the Ministry of Industry get an amplified Wenbao? Let me?" Can the people outside watching the excitement also listen?"
Lin Xiaozhao picked up a piece of pork belly and looked at Lin Yi while chewing it.
Lin Yi was stunned for a moment when he heard this.
