Finished reading a poem.
Everyone still couldn't come to their senses.
Unexpectedly, Xia Lingxuan, who seemed to be ignorant and unskilled, could be so talented in poetry!
Although one of them could not explain what was good about this poem, he knew that this ancient poem was by no means ordinary, and he immediately praised it.
"His Royal Highness is indeed talented and capable. It is indeed extraordinary for a great scholar to be called a teacher. I have learned from you!"
Everyone also drank in response.
"Today I heard this poem recited by the Crown Prince, which indeed made us feel in awe. I never thought that His Highness the Crown Prince would be so close to the people, let alone that His Highness the Crown Prince has such profound literary attainments. No wonder Jiang Lanzhou can call you. Teacher, you are the teacher for all of us!”
At this moment, Xia Lingxuan is enjoying unprecedented popularity.
Everyone had drunk too much, and now they finally dared to say things they usually didn't dare to say under the influence of alcohol.
Perhaps these people do not understand its true meaning, but for these second sons, the deep meaning of this ancient poem lies precisely in their pain.
"Even though I work harder than all my brothers and sisters in my family, I still can't get ahead. Receiving this poem today is a token of encouragement. I hope His Royal Highness can write another one for us."
Many people were inspired, but at this moment Xia Lingxuan didn't expect that he would get such a response just by casually reciting a song by Li Bai's "The Wine Will Enter".
Even King Xiaoyao on the side looked at Xia Lingxuan with admiration. He did not expect that the former idiot prince would have such profound literary attainments.
Pursing his lips, he just picked up the wine glass in his hand and smiled lightly, but still raised his eyes to look at the prince. Perhaps the prince today was indeed different from what he thought.
"Since everyone is like this, I will have fun today and write another poem for you."
Xia Lingxuan laughed.
Seeing this group of people being moved by "About to Enter the Wine", he thought of another poem, which might be able to move these people even more. Poems that can read people's hearts are truly good poems.
When Xia Lingxuan stood in the middle of the crowd, everyone held their breath and stared at him intently, trying to see a trace of embarrassment in Xia Lingxuan, but found that he was so calm and even had a faint smile on his face.
"Preface to "Spring Night Banquet from Di's Peach Garden", heaven and earth are like the reverse journey of all things, and time is like the passers-by of hundreds of generations."
Although everyone did not understand the meaning, when Xia Lingxuan continued to recite the poem, everyone probably understood the meaning.
"But life is like a dream, how much pleasure can you have?"
Many people are wasting their time, just wanting to feel unlimited joy in their limited life.
When Xia Lingxuan continued to recite this poem, King Xiaoyao was the only one who stared at Xia Lingxuan intently, carefully savoring the deeper meaning of this poem.
There are still some people who are drinking dull wine. Although they don't know the meaning, they always feel that Xia Lingxuan's poems are unpredictable, and even all the artistic conceptions are beyond the reach of ordinary people.
"If the poem fails, the punishment will be as much as the amount of gold, grain, and wine."
When he read the last sentence, a faint smile appeared on everyone's face. Even if they didn't understand, they knew what the final meaning was.
If someone can't compose a poem, they will be fined with three measures of wine. They have already been drunk for three rounds. Since they can't compose a poem, they have to drink, so they have to rack their brains to do things.
One of the men wearing dark green uniforms sighed, then shook his head and waved his hands repeatedly.
"I'm already drunk. I can't drink too much. If I write poetry at this time, it will definitely be nonsense."
The man seemed a little helpless. He was already a poor drinker, but now he drank so much and wanted to compose poetry. It was simply unbelievable.
"In this case, the poems written by my younger brother will definitely not be as magnificent as the prince's. If the prince is willing, I can use the money to pay for the wine. My belly is already round and I really can't drink a drop of wine."
Others were a little confused when they heard this. At this time, the man took the lead in taking out a hundred gold to thank the prince for his hospitality, and his face was full of relief and joy.
"It is the honor of my life to meet the prince today, and to receive the prince's aspirational poems. I will definitely achieve something in the future, and I will never be a duckweed swaying in the wind."
Seeing this, other people followed suit. None of them wanted to drink anymore. They thought Xia Lingxuan could continue drinking. But at this moment, Xia Lingxuan had already become drowsy from drinking, and his drinking capacity was not as good as expected. He had already drank Got drunk like mud.
Not long after, countless gold coins were placed in his place.
Xia Lingxuan only vaguely saw the bright light emitting from the gold, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he didn't have time to think too much.
I didn't expect that just by drinking with this group of people and reciting two poems, I could get so much gold. This is more cost-effective than selling the entire East Palace's treasures.
Unexpectedly, this group of dandy boys really have a lot of money, and they can squander it lavishly outside.
After the group of people dispersed, Xia Lingxuan also sobered up. He blew in the cold wind and felt a little bit of pleasure. Not long after, he almost fell down and fainted with a black eye.
When she woke up again, it was already the early morning of the second day. Xia Lingxuan did not have any headache symptoms after drinking so much wine. Several palace maids brought breakfast. After breakfast, Xia Lingxuan took a brief rest and finally recalled It was King Xiaoyao who sent him to the East Palace last night.
After he counted the sperm, a happy smile immediately appeared on his face. He didn't expect to make so much money in one night.
The next step was to continue with the plan, but he was in no rush.
Outside the capital, at the feet of the emperor, although it is considered a suburb of the capital, it is still under the jurisdiction of the emperor and should be more prosperous than elsewhere. But when Xia Lingxuan looked at the civilians at the foot of the city wall, his face suddenly turned gloomy.
After all, he came from time travel, and Xia Lingxuan knew what happened in history, but he didn't expect that these people had worked hard to live, but they were still living in such poverty.
"It's hard for people to prosper, and it's hard for people to die. In the end, it's still the lower class people who suffer."
Xia Lingxuan sighed, with a helpless look on his face. He didn't expect that these poor people would suffer after being exploited. Even when they received gifts, they still suffered.
Even a wise king cannot provide enough food for all the people.
These people cannot do what they want to do. They can only accept their fate like ants at the bottom, doing repetitive work day after day, working hard and dying at sunset.
Seeing this group of people wearing ragged clothes, their clothes patched and mended, all of them with yellow faces and thin muscles, but having to carry heavy objects, seemingly harmonious but miserable, immediately made him sigh in his heart, and even more... Another layer of waves.
