"After all, this kind of thing does require a certain amount of experience, and you also need to know the taste, ahem..."
The very unorthodox Zhao Ji said this. Looking at the confused eyes and expressions of his beloved disciple, he quickly coughed twice and swallowed back the rest of his words.
Although I have a lot of sexy things to say, in front of my beloved disciple, I need to be a role model and not be too immoral.
"What the Master said is absolutely true, so the disciple needs to hire someone who is well-known in the talent circle of the Song Dynasty and is very familiar with Goulan Pavilion. The important thing is that he can also..."
"I understand, I understand, my teacher understands it very well, Xiao Gao, actually speaking of it, my teacher..."
Official Zhao Ji wanted to say that he was more professional in this aspect, but considering that he was the emperor of the Song Dynasty after all.
No matter how showy you are, you can't play like this, not to mention that after the Liao envoy enters the court, you will have to meet him in a serious situation.
This made official Zhao Ji regretfully exclude himself from the selection.
Gao Zhang had been staring intently at the Hunjun Master. From the changes in his expression and eyes, hehe... he knew that this Hunjun was definitely not thinking about anything serious.
"Do you have any suitable candidates in your mind? Let me make some plans with you."
After hearing this and looking at the gossipy face of Master Hunjun, Gao Zhang suddenly felt extremely tired.
"Disciple heard that the most famous poet in the Goulan Pavilion in Tokyo is none other than Mr. Zhou, who was promoted to Dasheng Mansion by the imperial court."
Hearing this name, the official Zhao Ji subconsciously tilted his mouth.
"Oh, Xiao Gao, this old guy, ah no... This Zhou Qing family is indeed very suitable."
"People are old and careless. After returning to Tokyo, in the past two or three months, I probably spent less than one-third of the night in my own mansion."
"What about the Red Tower, the Tibetan Incense Pavilion, and the Juying Pavilion? They sleep on flowers and willows everywhere, and play and sing every night.
There is no sign of being a serious official. If it weren't for the fact that he was quite talented and had some merit in his poems, how could he be allowed to behave like this as a teacher? "
Gao Zhang looked at Zhao Ji, the unlucky king who was very venomous and good at making complaints. He couldn't understand why he had so much resentment towards Zhou Bangyan.
But having said that, if you know the place where Zhou Bangyan sleeps, he must be very wary of his old love rival and must have sent someone to follow him.
"It just so happens that he is not very busy in promoting Dasheng Mansion. It's just a good time for him to come over and help you. Just leave all the dirty work to him."
"Anyway, he is old and doesn't pay that much attention. But Xiao Gao, you must pay attention to your reputation and don't be like that Zhou Bangyan..."
Hearing Hun Jun grind his teeth while talking, it was as if he wanted to teach him how to push Zhou Bangyan into the pit of fire.
Gao Zhang, sweating heavily, agreed repeatedly that the old guy was indeed not a good guy, especially during those days when he was a tutor.
Miss Shishi occasionally drank too much, and she sarcastically said that this Zhou person was not a good person.
In addition, Lu Qi and Luluo were not fuel-efficient lamps, so Gao Zhang also understood how crooked that old guy was.
And it is true as Master said, the veteran is already old, and he does not rely on politics to get ahead, he is completely an old driver who plays with talent.
Just maintain his reputation in the talent world. As for political influence, is that useful to Mr. Zhou who is always under the bed of young ladies?
Gao Zhang couldn't help but curl his lips when he thought that Mr. Zhou's special hobby and inspiration came from various rumors about half-dressed young ladies under the bed.
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Zhou Bangyan was yawning and looking at the rice paper on the desk. He was really exhausted these days.
I was busy with work during the day, and after I finished my work, I was busy with the work of Goulan Pavilion, and then I had to do other things.
It can be said that what they eat every day is feed and milk is squeezed, and almost no nutrients are left.
Although he, Zhou, gathered a group of talented colleagues and created some scripts for musicals. After auditions, the results were good.
But the problem is, as long as the benchmark work of musicals is mentioned, everyone will mention "Autumn in the Han Palace" created by the child prodigy Gao Zhang.
Every time he heard the name of this prodigy champion, Zhou Bangyan would feel pain in his balls.
In fact, no one originally knew that "Autumn in the Han Palace" was written by this child prodigy.
Who could have imagined that on that day, he would unintentionally reveal the truth, and as a result, none of the people in the hook would be able to keep the secret.
Soon, Gao Zhang, the child prodigy of the modern age, was so talented that he created "Autumn in the Han Palace" when he was only eleven years old and created a precedent for song and dance dramas in the Song Dynasty.
Moreover, the news of the new work of Zhou Bangyan and Zhou Dajia, who was famous all over the world, became the hottest topic in the Goulan circle and literary and art circles of the Song Dynasty during that time.
But Zhou Bangyan is so angry that his liver hurts. Every time he thinks about this, he wants to slap himself twice to make you talk bad.
Zhou Bangyan exhaled and sighed, looking at the picture in front of him that he had worked so hard on.
He even secretly went under Miss Goulan's bed to look for inspiration, just to fulfill the official's instructions: to modify the "Remembering the Old Friend" written by Prince Consort Wang Shen.
Now, it has finally been completed, and the original "Remembering the Old Friend", which was only 64 words, has been transformed into a long and slow poem of 116 words, "The Candle Shadow Shakes Red".
At this moment, a eunuch was walking quickly towards this side...
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Holding the modified copy of "Candle Shadow Shakes Red" in his hand, he quickly followed the eunuch towards the deep palace.
Everyone in Zhou couldn't help but secretly rejoice. It seemed that the officials couldn't wait any longer, so they specially sent someone to urge them.
Fortunately, I happened to finish the song "The Candle Shadow Shakes Red" which was augmented by "Reminiscence of Old Friends" today. Otherwise, I might have been reprimanded by this official again...
When he entered the hall, he saw the child prodigy and number one scholar Gao Zhang, who felt uncomfortable hearing his name, sitting in the hall.
When he turned around, he gave himself a bright and sunny smile.
Zhou Bangyan subconsciously glanced at the official Zhao Ji who was sitting there, smiling half-heartedly at him.
In an instant, I felt the urge to turn around and run away. I always feel that these two guys, big and small, have bad intentions...
"Zhou Qing's family, why are you stopping here? Come here quickly." At this moment, the voice of official Zhao Ji came into his ears.
Zhou Bangyan could only suppress the throbbing in his heart, braced himself and walked into the palace, first saluting the officials respectfully.
Then he forced out a smile as a greeting to Gao Zhang, who was still a child and had a bedmate with him (below).
"Officials, I was ordered to supplement Wang Duwei's "Remembering Old Friends" a few days ago. Now that it has been completed, I would like to invite the officials to read it..."
(End of chapter)
