Chapter 243 Send Spring Festival couplets to Lao Zhu! Family dinner!

Style: Historical Author: Jiang Ashan XiaoshuWords: 3680Update Time: 24/02/20 18:42:07
New Year's Eve is approaching.

The flavor of the new year in the capital is getting stronger and stronger.

Even Zhu Yunxi, who was in the palace, felt a strong festive atmosphere.

In the capital, Spring Festival couplets were pasted on every door.

Waiting to welcome the New Year, get rid of the old and welcome the new.

Royal study room.

Zhu Yunxuan stood in front of the desk and wrote quickly.

Not long ago, Lao Zhu sent an imperial decree from Yangshan Mountain, asking many ministers to write Spring Festival couplets together.

Naturally, Zhu Yunxian was included among them.

Although Lao Zhu doesn't take much time off for the Spring Festival holiday, he still pursues the flavor of the New Year.

Although Spring Festival couplets have been around for a long time, they really became popular because of Lao Zhu’s vigorous promotion.

He not only likes to write Spring Festival couplets himself.

He also likes to ask ministers to write together.

Of course... now we have to add Zhu Yunzhen. Who asked him to set up a persona for himself who is good at poetry?

Since you are so good at poetry.

It’s not difficult to write a few couplets, right?

That's right... the goal Lao Zhu set for him was not one painting, but three!

Lao Zhu said that he would post all the couplets he wrote in the Qingjing Palace in Yangshan.

One is posted on the door, one is posted in the study, and one is posted in the bedroom.

Just right.

Make it visible to everyone.

At that time, who dares to say that the old Zhu family are all idiots and uneducated?

Isn’t face just rising slowly?

I am already happy during the Chinese New Year, and it will naturally become even happier when I show off the Spring Festival couplets written by my grandson.

Although old Zhu is still the hero.

But like many old people, they like to compare themselves with their descendants, so naturally they refuse to admit defeat in this regard.

So Lao Zhu made it clear to him... These Spring Festival couplets must be written, and they must be written well!

Write carefully!

We can't let others underestimate their old Zhu family!

So Zhu Yunxuan was in a miserable situation...he had to write three Spring Festival couplets in a row, and he had to write them well. He couldn't use some popular goods to fool Lao Zhu.

This made him rack his brains.

It took a long time to write the three Spring Festival couplets.

"Somebody come!"

Zhu Yunxuan looked at the three Spring Festival couplets he had written.

I feel quite satisfied.

After all, Spring Festival couplets are all about celebration.

As long as they are not mass-produced, stand out from the crowd, and reflect the joy of the Spring Festival, they are considered top-notch Spring Festival couplets.

Zhu Yunxuan collected the Spring Festival couplets and handed them to the palace attendants.

"Send these couplets to Grandpa Huang for me!"

………………

Yangshan.

At this time, a large group of people surrounded Lao Zhu.

These people are naturally Lao Zhu's children, and some of them were originally in the capital.

There are also many feudal kings who are slightly closer.

Thanks to Zhu Yunzhen's decision to let the kings return to the capital, many vassal kings have returned to the capital.

They even returned with their children.

After they came back, they naturally came to Yangshan as soon as possible.

A large number of people gathered around Lao Zhu, and the hall was full of descendants.

Seeing so many of his heirs coming to congratulate him on the New Year, Lao Zhu's face was also glowing, and he became unusually happy.

Diluted the original gloomy mood.

The grief caused by the deaths of Zhu Yunwen and Zhu Yunxi gradually dissipated.

Get rid of the old and welcome the new.

This is what the Chinese New Year festival is all about.

It's a pity that among so many people surrounding him, there is one person missing.

"It would be great if Fu'er was here at this time."

But Zhu Yunxian had the important task of supervising the country. Unlike others, he did not have free time every day.

In fact, it's because Lao Zhu is a workaholic.

Even though tomorrow is New Year's Eve, Zhu Yunzhen is still busy with government affairs and has no time to spare. There is no chance for a holiday!

It can only be that I took some time to visit Lao Zhu a few days ago.

It’s an early New Year’s greeting to Lao Zhu.

Because even if it is the Spring Festival holiday, Zhu Yunzhen may not be free then... On New Year's Eve, he has to hold a family banquet in the palace.

At the same time, we must pay attention to the defense of the capital at all times.

Avoid riots caused by thieves or fires.

This is the first New Year for him to supervise the country, and the transition must be smooth.

On the second day, the first day of the first lunar month, he would follow the custom set by Lao Zhu and entertain all the ministers.

This is the rule Lao Zhu has set since the founding of the country.

Zhu Yunzhen is not easy to give up.

After that, he had time to go to Yangshan.

But it was also very rushed. After all, the entire annual vacation was only five days...

Five days later, he had to devote himself to the task of building Ming Dynasty again.

This made Zhu Yunxuan sigh more than once. To be able to do this for ten years, Lao Zhu is really a complete workaholic!

The most important thing is, how old is Lao Zhu now?

How can you persist like this!

It's incredible...

"Eh? Dad, it seems that another batch of Spring Festival couplets have been delivered?"

Lao Zhu came to his senses.

The speaker was a married princess.

She is also a daughter that Lao Zhu loves very much.

When he mentioned the Spring Festival couplets, Lao Zhu regained his energy and said quickly: "Send them over quickly and let us have a look."

"Right? Why haven't the Spring Festival couplets written by Su'er arrived yet?"

The poems written by Zhu Yunxuan shocked Lao Zhu more than once.

Naturally, there are expectations at this time.

"Your Majesty, the Spring Festival couplets written by Taisun are among them!"

Lao Zhu was overjoyed.

He was waiting for the Spring Festival couplets written by Zhu Yunxuan, but he had been waiting for a long time!

I can’t wait for a long time.

Soon, the three Spring Festival couplets written by Zhu Yunxuan were delivered to Lao Zhu.

The other children of Lao Zhu also looked this way.

Naturally, they had heard of Zhu Yunzhen's talent and fame, but what they heard was false and what they saw was true.

How much knowledge can a seven or eight-year-old child have?

Moreover, the old Zhu family has never had any seeds of reading... Ask yourself, among them, the number of people who can write poetry is probably not more than one palm...

As for the talented and famous royal family member, Zhu Yunzhen is the only one...

So they crowded over one by one.

I want to see what level the Spring Festival couplets written by Zhu Yunxuan are.

Is it a misnomer or a misnomer?

"Grandpa Huang! Grandpa Huang!"

But at this moment, a child suddenly broke out from the crowd.

"Grandpa Huang, I also wrote a couplet and asked Grandpa Huang to appreciate it."

This child is ten years old. His name is Zhu Mengcong, and he is the son of King Zhu Zhen of Chu.

His age is similar to that of Zhu Yunxuan.

Standing up at this time... everyone naturally knew it well, and was afraid that they might have the idea of ​​​​fighting with Zhu Yunxu in the ring.

Zhu Mengxuan handed over the Spring Festival couplets respectfully.

His eyes were full of confidence.

This Spring Festival couplet was previously written by a scribe in the palace of the King of Chu.

It took a lot of effort.

Nature is excellent.

Although Zhu Yunxuan has a reputation for talent, he is a seven or eight-year-old child. How much real talent can he have?

He wanted to show Lao Zhu that Zhu Yunzhen was not the only one in Lao Zhu's family who had literary talent!

In this regard, other people are naturally happy to see this scene.

Prince Zhu Biao died, and Zhu Yunzhen was put in prison at the age of seven.

Many people actually have other ideas in mind.

It's just that Zhu Yunxian is now too famous. If he can surpass Zhu Yunxian in terms of literary talent, the benefits will be self-evident.

Lao Zhu watched Zhu Mengxuan hand over the Spring Festival couplets.

There was a gleam in his eyes.

But with a smile on his face, he took the couplet and took a look.

Recited: "The beautiful scenery of Brahma sky condenses the new sunrise, and the clear light of the three halls catches the colorful clouds."

"Not bad."

"It is indeed a fine pair of Spring Festival couplets."

Zhu Mengjuan looked happy.

It is naturally a great honor to be praised by Lao Zhu!

But the next moment, Zhu Mengcong felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar!

"Since you wrote this couplet, Grandpa Huang will give you a test. What does the word 'Xinxu' mean?"

"What's the source?"

Zhu Mengcong's expression froze.

He asked the scribes from Prince Chu's Palace to write these couplets... How did he know what they meant?

"Forehead……"

I saw him hesitating and being so flustered that he couldn't speak.

Everyone still doesn’t know what the Spring Festival couplets written by Zhu Mengxuan are about?

"Ha ha."

Lao Zhu naturally knew what was going on.

But he didn't get angry.

Then he said: "Let's take a look at the Spring Festival couplets written by our son!"

The implication is that the Spring Festival couplets written by Zhu Yunxuan are true talents and learning!

Unlike others, who cheat.

Just to make him happy.

If Zhu Yunzhen had been at the scene, I'm afraid he would be ashamed on the spot... because he also copied these Spring Festival couplets...

However, what I copied was from the future.

There is no way to question it!

"The New Year is full of joy, and the festival is called Changchun."

"Linzhi spring is deep and thousand-year-old wine, and the sound of orioles is warm in the four seasons of spring."

"The clouds are deep and the air is warm in spring in Kyushu; the moon is bright and bright across the sea."

Three Spring Festival couplets in succession.

Lao Zhu finished reading it in one breath.

Then he said 'ok' three times!

Others also looked at each other.

They didn't expect that Zhu Yunzhen's literary talent was as good as the rumors!

At this level... I'm afraid even the average Jinshi wouldn't be able to reach it!

But how old is Zhu Yunzhen? Only seven or eight years old!

What's even more rare is that... Zhu Yunzhen not only has outstanding literary talent, but also has the same scheming, political strategy, and governance strategies.

Their old Zhu family... seems like there really is a monster out there!

In fact, compared with the Spring Festival couplets written by Zhu Mengxu, the Spring Festival couplets written by Zhu Yunxu are actually of similar quality.

Because the level of this thing is simply incomparable.

But in Lao Zhu's case, there must be a high or low level.

What's more, Zhu Yunzhen's Spring Festival couplets were 'written by himself'!

I saw Lao Zhu holding Spring Festival couplets in his hands, laughing and saying: "Hurry up and stick these three Spring Festival couplets with us."

"It's good for people to see our literary talent, Mr. Zhu's!"

There are these three Spring Festival couplets posted at the door.

It was written by the grandson of Lao Zhu's family.

Who dares to say that the old Zhu family is born with mud legs?

Can't you shut those people's mouths?

"Oh, right."

Lao Zhu was pasting the Spring Festival couplets and said: "Send this order to the world and show it to everyone in the world."

"Spring couplets written by our son!"

"Hahaha!"

The more Lao Zhu thought about it, the happier he became.

The joy of the New Year diluted the original sadness in Lao Zhu's heart.

The whole person looks much healthier.

If only I could be so happy every year.

Even if he didn't need to work so hard, maybe... Lao Zhu could live a few more years than he originally had in history.



The black rabbit goes away.

Just a blink of an eye.

New Year's Eve is here.

The sound of firecrackers is endless.

The capital was bustling with activity.

Smoke filled the sky.

Zhu Yunzhen was on top of the imperial city, looking at the lights of thousands of houses.

Startled and lost in thought...

(End of chapter)