Chapter 199 Saying farewell to the old and welcoming the new, drunkenly composing poems, and stealing half a days life
Shouren School.
Things are being moved towards the Hou Mansion one by one.
In the study room.
Xu Qingxiao quietly thought of ways to break the situation.
It was impossible for the Great Wei Wen Palace to leave so quickly. The empress showed her power yesterday and directly said that the Great Wei Wen Palace was leaving, which had already made the people wary.
At this juncture, if the Wen Palace of the Great Wei wants to leave, it will be a ghost if it is not scolded to death by the people of the Great Wei.
Zhu Sheng's lineage is definitely not afraid of being insulted by the people. Xu Qingxiao thought about it from his perspective and knew what Zhu Sheng's lineage was thinking.
Use time to wash it all away.
Just try to reduce the impact as much as possible, find various reasons, stay silent for a while after leaving, do something good when you have nothing to do, and then continue to do things after the people gradually accept it.
This method is very simple and direct, just like some people who have done bad things, often withdraw from the field of view when faced with the pressure of public opinion, and then donate money to do some positive and good deeds.
Wait until the scolding subsides, then continue to appear, and do whatever needs to be done.
Based on what the empress said, Xu Qingxiao set the time for the Great Wei Wen Palace to leave at about three months.
Not too fast, but definitely not slow either.
The empress and Zhu Sheng's lineage have completely broken up. Since their faces are broken, there is no need to stay.
Now.
Xu Qingxiao put pen to paper on rice paper.
[Wen Gong leaves]
This is currently the top priority. The consequences of Wen Gong's departure are more terrifying and complicated than Xu Qingxiao imagined.
The fate of the country is declining, the life of the empress is at stake, and the common people of the Wei Dynasty are facing countless natural and man-made disasters, and monsters are born, causing trouble in the Wei Dynasty.
These three factors alone give people a lot of headaches.
Even if the empress' life is saved, trouble may occur. The country cannot be left without a king for a day. I'm afraid that at that time, the vassal kings from all over the country will take action directly, and I can't stop it even if I want to.
It’s impossible to leave a country without a king, right?
Therefore, a prince must be chosen to inherit the throne, otherwise it would be unreasonable.
Although Xu Qingxiao was not willing to serve other emperors, she finally got close to the empress. There was no barrier between them, and they achieved the unity between emperor and ministers that countless ministers wanted to achieve.
Now another emperor asked him to come? Xu Qingxiao quit. If this time comes, he will leave directly, retreat to the mountains and forests, use his magic, and find a way to solve it. If it doesn't work, it will take a few years.
There is no reason to assist the new king.
And natural disasters and man-made disasters are even more troublesome. No matter how powerful the waterwheel project is, it cannot withstand earthquakes, tsunamis, floods, locust plagues, severe droughts, and plagues. If these things are added to it, it will probably explode.
At that time, there will be no need for enemy troops to rush in. The Wei Dynasty will suffer 20 to 30% death on its own first. There will be insufficient internal supplies, such as grain and grass, and you will fight for it. There is no need for the enemy to think of ways to cause trouble.
To put it bluntly, if everything is devastated, the enemy will really not want to come in.
What are you doing here? Doing the aftermath? Helping people in distress?
As for this demonic and chaotic world, there is not much to say.
It's just adding insult to injury.
I originally thought that Wen Gong's role was a spiritual symbol, but I never thought it would have such a profound impact.
And if you want to break the situation, the only way is.
sanctify.
Yes, only becoming a saint, even a semi-saint, can reverse the situation of the war, and it is not just a simple reversal.
It's a complete turnaround.
Are there any saints in the Zhusheng lineage?
There must be some.
Xu Qingxiao could guess with his toes that this kind of semi-saint would probably live with his breath hanging, but what about himself? If he could really escape from the Wen Palace and become a saint that day.
How terrifying is this for a twenty-year-old saint?
How will the major forces in the world view themselves?
And I have the real confidence to challenge Zhu Sheng's lineage.
You have 90% scholars in the world, right?
Well, I will start from this generation and the next generation. I can live for at least two hundred years. According to the generation of scholars in twenty years, when I am alive, there will be ten generations of scholars.
If I break through the realm again and become a sub-sage, or even a literary saint, what will you, the Zhusheng lineage, do to fight me?
May Saint Zhu be resurrected?
When the real Zhu Sheng is resurrected, he will be the first to kill you bunch of unkind and unjust guys.
Xu Qingxiao can be sure.
Once he truly steps into the holy path, even if he is a semi-saint, he can weaken the literary spirit of Zhu Sheng's lineage and punish these idiots on Zhu Sheng's behalf.
Think about it.
Cutting off the talents of all scholars in Zhu Sheng's lineage.
How exciting will the expressions of Cao Ru and others be?
It's a pity that I can only think about it, I really can only think about it.
"The Holy Path is too difficult."
Although Xu Qingxiao started writing, Xu Qingxiao was really at a loss what to do about the Holy Way.
Re-clarify the meaning, re-establish the words, re-write the book, re-understand the destiny.
It is really difficult to overturn your own ideas and establish a more unique idea.
And you can keep your original intention, not change it, and be better than before. It's like you got a perfect score in the exam, and then you have to continue to surpass yourself.
How to surpass? Pursuing the ultimate details, every word must be the same size, the font is upright and grand, and every answer must use the most refined and concise description on the premise that the answer is correct.
Otherwise, how can you surpass yourself?
Moreover, he also needs the support of scholars all over the world. He has already offended the scholars all over the world. Not to mention that everyone in the Zhu Sheng lineage hates him. Maybe some scholars are not that pedantic.
But at least 70% to 80% will not support him.
The talents of millions of scholars were destroyed today. Xu Qingxiao had nothing to think about no matter how these millions of scholars would scold themselves after they went back.
Do you still expect scholars all over the world to help you? If you don’t harm yourself, you will be burning incense.
Shaked his head.
Xu Qingxiao let out a long sigh.
You can't think about sanctification now. The more you think about it, the more difficult it becomes. It's just a waste of time.
Simply, Xu Qingxiao put this matter aside. There would be at least three months before everything would have a chance.
Put aside the matter of Wen Gong's separation.
Xu Qingxiao continued writing.
【National Games】
Yes, the second major event is the fate of the country.
Through what the empress said, Xu Qingxiao roughly understood the importance of national destiny.
Zhongzhou has the root of immortality, the Dragon Cauldron in Zhongzhou, which turns into the destiny of mountains and rivers.
Therefore, in Zhongzhou, once someone establishes a country, the national destiny will be formed, but the national destiny at the beginning is very illusory.
The most basic benefit of national luck is to ensure that your country has a bumper harvest every year, good weather and no major disasters.
If it develops into a dynasty, it will form the cauldron of national destiny, stabilize the destiny of the country, and basically prevent major disasters.
Throughout history, most countries will not be destroyed due to resource issues, except for foreign enemies and brain problems.
It's just that the people have less food to eat and less clothing, but as long as they have something to eat, the people will not rebel and no one will rebel. After all, if you become the emperor, the country will develop?
The demise of every country or dynasty is inseparable from "natural and man-made disasters". For example, Shu County, the granary of the Wei Dynasty, would suffer a severe drought for twenty years.
Let's see if Da Wei will be in trouble.
The shortage of food immediately caused a panic in the market. The grain was more expensive than gold. The rich were hoarding grain and the poor were starving to death. People were complaining about their livelihood. Who was to blame in the end? It was not the emperor and the court.
If a thoughtful person comes and stirs up trouble, he will be able to troubleshoot things for you.
This is why Gu Yan has been holding on to money, because once there is a truly large-scale natural disaster or man-made disaster, the amount of money that needs to be spent is countless, millions of taels of silver, and you can eat it all.
Of course, a disaster of this level only happens once in a thousand years, but if the fate of the Wei Dynasty really collapses, it will have extremely negative consequences, and Gu Yan is always on guard against it.
The Wei Dynasty has been able to survive since the Northern Expedition, or at least survive, because the fate of the country has not yet disintegrated.
This is the national destiny.
Xu Qingxiao's idea was simple. There was no way around Wen Gong's separation.
Natural disasters and man-made disasters are also unstoppable, and there are two things to do now.
Gather food and eliminate evil.
As long as there is food, even if a big disaster occurs, at least there will be food, right? At least you can have a full meal, right?
The common people would not get angry directly and would give the court more or less time.
Therefore, we must seize food as a matter of urgency, and we must hold on to it and collect it extensively.
"Let the foreign countries send half of all their grain reserves to the Wei Dynasty."
"The treasury spent a sum of money to purchase grain from wealthy merchants in various places."
"Dig underground granaries, strictly protect the stored grains, place them in various places, and be prepared to respond to disasters at any time."
Xu Qingxiao wrote all of this down.
"The first batch of grain from the waterwheel project has been harvested and should be delivered to the court in the next few days. This is also a huge amount of grain."
"As for eradicating evil, let the Ministry of Punishment strengthen the various prefectures and counties to ensure that evil is completely eradicated. As for monsters, kill them if they dare to come."
"These monsters don't dare to mess around directly. It should be a test at first, so we can use this opportunity to kill the monsters at all costs and make them afraid."
"This can also stabilize the situation."
Xu Qingxiao was determined on these two ideas.
One is to collect food, and the other is to eliminate evil.
These two things are entirely to stabilize the national destiny, and at the same time to reduce the impact of the breakup of the Great Wei Palace.
But after much thought, Xu Qingxiao understood a truth.
Still not enough.
This is within the scope of human capabilities.
The influence of the Great Wei Wen Palace's separation on the national destiny is beyond the reach of manpower.
No matter how much you defy heaven, it will be difficult for you to fight against heaven.
Think about Wang Mang and Liu Xiu. Hundreds of thousands of elite troops cannot defeat tens of thousands of ordinary soldiers?
No matter how powerful your army is, if a meteorite hits you, how will you play?
After all, you still need to become a saint.
Xu Qingxiao slowly put down the pen.
Because the more I think about it, the more I feel a sense of powerlessness.
Let yourself be helpless.
But Xu Qingxiao also understood that no matter what, she still had to give it a try. At least when things reached an irreversible point, she couldn't make any mistakes.
"The lineage of Zhu Sheng."
"If I become a saint, I will repay you ten times for what you have done."
Xu Qingxiao gritted her teeth in her heart.
This was the first time he felt helpless and powerless.
Because this time Xu Qingxiao was not fighting against humans, but against heaven.
soon.
Xu Qingxiao picked up the pen again, wrote something down, and then asked someone to secretly send the content to Chen Zhengru.
No matter what, what needs to be done must still be done.
And just like that, the day passed in the blink of an eye.
The entire Shouren Academy has been evacuated and moved to the Marquis Mansion.
Looking at the empty Shouren Academy, Xu Qingxiao couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
Xu Qingxiao did not go to the Hou Mansion.
Instead, he sat quietly in the classroom alone.
It's not that I'm thinking about anything, but I'm just being alone and quiet.
If you think about it carefully, it has been nine months since you traveled through time, right?
March 4th, came from time to time.
Nine months passed before I knew it.
If you think about it seriously, these nine months have been extremely difficult for me.
In the disaster of the strange magic, he only had twelve hours to live at the beginning. In order to survive, he practiced the strange magic and got involved with the White Clothes Sect and provoked Cheng Lidong.
Then he entered the Nanyu Mansion and recited ancient terms at a party, which made him famous for the first time. Later, during the government examination, he even wrote the policy of An Guo. Because he did not know the situation in the court, the empress said it was a comment on the saints.
The newly learned skills caused dissatisfaction among some people in the Wen Palace of the Great Wei Dynasty, and then caused some troubles. Some innocent people were implicated, sent to the frontier, or even beheaded.
To avenge innocent people, he angered Yan Lei himself, and even made his intentions clear in prison, knowing how to unite knowledge and action.
Entering the court, causing trouble in the Ministry of Punishment, beheading the kings of counties, killing merchants, and then subduing the ten kingdoms, deposing the great Confucians, quelling the civil strife, and destroying the great Confucians of the world.
Every incident alarmed everyone in the Wei Dynasty. Any incident that happened to any one person would be a big deal.
But when everything is put on one person, it seems a bit mythical for no reason.
And it only lasted nine months.
Nine months, for many scholars who are preparing for the imperial examination, may pass by in the blink of an eye.
But for me, these nine months have passed longer than the previous nine years.
Bang bang bang bang.
Just when Xu Qingxiao was quietly meditating.
Outside the street, the sounds of various firecrackers were heard.
The time has passed.
The second year of Wuchang has arrived.
The new year is here, and firecrackers are heard in many places throughout Wei Jingdu.
The fifteenth day of the first lunar month is the time to celebrate the New Year, and today is the New Year's Day. In addition to the canonization ceremony yesterday, Kyoto has already been filled with red lanterns, and every household looks extremely festive.
The common people don't think too much about things. In their eyes, everything that happened today is nothing more than a discussion of right and wrong, which can then be used as conversation material.
Maybe some people know what is going to happen, but most people are still welcoming the new year as always.
Xu Qingxiao slowly stood up and listened to the sound of firecrackers. Inexplicably, he wanted to go out for a walk.
It's good to take a break or breathe some fresh air.
There are too many things to worry about right now, and it’s pointless to stay like this. Instead of tensing up a nerve, it’s better to try to relax.
There may be different gains.
Walk out of Shouren Academy.
The streets are full of firecrackers. On such a big day, many children don't have to go to bed early, especially when firecrackers are set off.
After a bunch of firecrackers were fired, there were many small firecrackers scattered on the ground. Some children picked up the small firecrackers and held a lit incense stick in their hands. They lit the small firecrackers and threw them away. Then a group of children covered their ears and ran away.
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Those who were more timid were responsible for picking up firecrackers, while those who were more courageous were responsible for lighting firecrackers, showing great joy.
The adults were standing in their yards, laughing and chatting, while the women were warming wine and taking care of the children.
Some people even shouted excitedly after seeing Xu Qingxiao.
"Master Xu, wish you a happy new year."
They were very excited, after all, they saw Xu Qingxiao, the new marquis of the Wei Dynasty, and the great scholar of the new world of the Wei Dynasty.
Some people even brought their children after seeing Xu Qingxiao, kowtowed in front of Xu Qingxiao a few times, and shouted for a happy new year.
"Everyone is happy, take good care of your children, don't make any mistakes, and be careful with the firecrackers, don't hurt yourself."
Looking at the people coming around, Xu Qingxiao smiled, and at the same time she did not forget to warn the adults to take good care of the children and not make any mistakes.
Xu Qingxiao was so easy-going and elegant that he won praise from many people. Although they already had a good impression of Xu Qingxiao, it did not prevent them from admiring Xu Qingxiao even more.
Crossing the streets, there was an endless stream of congratulations. Usually someone came to say hello, and then more people came over one after another.
After all, seeing how easy-going the Marquis was, I naturally wanted to come over and say hello and make him look familiar.
Some people even invited Xu Qingxiao to their homes for a welcome meal.
This is the custom of the Wei Dynasty during the Chinese New Year. As soon as Zishi is over, a meal is prepared, and the dishes are rich. All the things that are reluctant to eat on weekdays are taken out.
For good luck, I hope that in the new year, I can eat such good food every day.
Faced with everyone's enthusiasm, Xu Qingxiao politely declined them all.
"Master Xu, my family has just given birth to a child. It is a custom here that after a baby is born, the father will name the first person he sees."
"I hope Lord Marquis will not mind it and give my baby a name."
At this moment, the male owner of a family came out. When he saw Xu Qingxiao, he knelt down on the ground and begged Xu Qingxiao to name his child.
Many people around looked at him, full of envy for a moment, and at the same time looked at Xu Qingxiao with great curiosity.
"Today is the day to welcome the new year. It's not a good idea to use this name. Let's call it farewell to the old."
Xu Qingxiao thought of a decent name to welcome the new year and say goodbye to the old.
When the latter heard this, he kowtowed three times to Xu Qingxiao with great excitement.
"Thank you, Lord Marquis. Thank you, Lord Marquis."
"My dear, my dear, Mr. Xu named our child Cijiu. My old Su family has accumulated virtues from our ancestors. Our ancestors have accumulated virtues."
The voice of excitement rang out, and the latter returned home excitedly with a loud voice.
The people around him all stared with envy, wishing they could have a baby right away.
After all, the majestic Wei Ping Chao Hou, the youngest scholar of heaven and earth in ancient and modern times, personally named him.
"Everyone is satisfied."
Feeling everyone's gaze, Xu Qingxiao slightly cupped her hands on both sides, smiled, and continued to move forward.
He walked towards West Street.
The night market is open now.
To be honest, in the past nine months, Xu Qingxiao had never visited the night market in Kyoto, nor had she attended any serious gatherings or had fun.
Since coming to Kyoto, one thing has happened one after another, and each thing has made me think hard.
Everything left me no time to experience the wonders of Wei Jingdu.
At the moment, Xu Qingxiao has put all her troubles behind her, and looks extremely relaxed, with an inexplicable smile on her face.
Even just watching everyone eating, drinking, and children playing, Xu Qingxiao felt inexplicably happy.
Unknowingly, Xu Qingxiao realized something inexplicably, but this realization flashed through her mind.
Don't even know what it is.
But soon, a roar sounded.
It was accompanied by some curses.
"You kids are frying cow dung here and have nothing to do. Believe it or not, I will go to the Duke's Mansion to file a lawsuit against you."
"Why is there such a big movement? It's you kids again, the ground is covered with cow dung."
"Forget it, these kids. Don't scold them on New Year's Day. It's unlucky."
Some voices sounded, but they were just a few complaints, so no one cared about the children. Moreover, on this festival, people generally don't curse, which is unlucky.
But following his gaze, several familiar figures suddenly appeared.
It's Li Fan and the others.
An Guogong's grandsons, twenty or thirty people, gathered together, with smiles on their faces. Several of the children were stained with cow dung.
It's really stupid and nothing to say.
"Mr. Xu?"
"It's Mr. Xu."
"Mr. Xu."
But soon, these unlucky children saw Xu Qingxiao and started shouting in an instant.
Ever since Shouren Academy opened, these naughty kids have been gathering at Shouren Academy to attend school.
Xu Qingxiao didn't do much to discipline these naughty kids, mainly because she didn't have time, so she asked Chen Xinghe and other students in the school to discipline them.
The teaching methods of Chen Xinghe and others are quite simple, just like ordinary teachers, so these naughty kids look lifeless in class every day.
On the contrary, Xu Qingxiao didn't take care of things very much, or when she occasionally took care of them, she just let them play by themselves.
As a result, these children fell in love with Xu Qingxiao for no reason. After all, compared with traditional teaching and Xu Qingxiao's slightly undisciplined teaching, for children, the latter is definitely better.
Of course, Xu Qingxiao didn't really take care of it casually. He also had his own ideas. Basically, he asked these children to do some physical work, such as growing some food, or teaching them the art of war.
It's just that the teaching method is different. They will arrange their troops, who will be the general and who will be the strategist, and let them compete with each other. It can be regarded as an alternative teaching method. These children are willing to learn, and they also learned something.
"Mr. Xu, why are you here? Didn't it hit you just now?"
Li Fan came over, holding a cloth bag in his hand. It was full of big firecrackers. No wonder it made such a big noise.
"without."
"You should play less with this thing, otherwise it will be bad if you get hurt."
"Also, don't go to other people's houses to make noise. If you want to blow yourself up, go home and blow it up for your grandpa to hear."
Xu Qingxiao spoke in a calm tone.
But when they said this, everyone felt a little helpless. They wanted to blow it up to their grandfather, but they were slapped as soon as they exploded, so they ran out.
"oh."
"Then the student won't play anymore."
Li Fan and others were quite honest and respected Xu Qingxiao. They said they would stop playing.
"Okay, just take a walk and then go back. Don't be too late. You have to go home when you are ugly, you know? And take care of a few little ones so they don't get lost or hurt."
Xu Qingxiao touched Li Fan's head, and at the same time took out a piece of cloth and wiped the cow dung off the children. It was not because they were afraid of anything else, but mainly because they were young and ignorant, so they turned around and ate them as candy.
That would be troublesome.
"If you want to go back late, just tell your parents that I will allow you to play late today, but you will not go to the Great Wei Wen Palace. Don't say it was the teacher's instigation."
"Do you understand?"
Xu Qingxiao patted Li Fan on the head and said.
"I understand, I understand, teacher, don't worry, I won't tell you anything even to the death."
Li Fan smiled brightly, and Xu Qingxiao also smiled.
First, the Wen Palace of the Great Wei Dynasty could bear it.
Secondly, this naughty kid was caught by Wen Gong Daru. According to the methods of Wen Gong and his gang, he would definitely not be able to beat him, and he would be punished for one day to copy the saint's book. He would definitely not be able to escape.
This is good, it kills two birds with one stone. Firstly, it will educate these naughty children. Secondly, it will make Wei Wen Palace disgusted. Thirdly, these naughty children will probably hate those rotten scholars.
Kill three birds with one stone.
oops.
So delicious.
After watching Li Fan and dozens of people run away, Xu Qingxiao also walked towards West Street.
Two hours later.
It is the busiest time on West Street. The entire West Street is lined with restaurants decorated with lights and colorful decorations. There are many performers, literati and merchants selling their goods.
The tea tables in the restaurant were moved downstairs, and a group of people were eating and drinking, laughing constantly with each other. Many people were also talking about today's events, and a few ordinary people imitated today's events in a decent manner.
Until Xu Qingxiao appeared, everyone was surprised. No one expected that Xu Qingxiao was here.
At this moment, people no longer even watched the sideshows or listened to the books, and all bowed to Xu Qingxiao.
"I'll wait to see Mr. Xu."
The sound was loud, and many people in the restaurant stood up, looking out the window and looking at Xu Qingxiao.
There were men and women, and many women were so excited that they called their friends to come and see Xu Qingxiao.
And some scholars shouted loudly: "I have seen Xu Ru."
to show your respect.
"You're welcome."
"Welcome to the new year as you wish. There is no respect or inferiority today. Don't be like this. Keep playing and drinking."
Xu Qingxiao smiled and bowed her hands to everyone in return.
Such a humble performance also attracted applause from the people.
Suddenly, the atmosphere became joyful again.
"Xu Ru, would you like to write a poem for this kind of festival?"
"Yes, yes, Xu Ru, at this time, you can write a poem to help me."
"Not to mention, Xu Ru, if you write a poem, today's New Year's Day will be even more lively."
On West Street, many voices rang out, and someone got up and wanted Xu Qingxiao to compose a poem to celebrate the festival.
Following the shouts of some scholars, many common people also spoke one after another.
On festive days, it would be better to compose a poem.
Some people even sent pen and ink directly, hoping that Xu Qingxiao would write poems.
Hear what everyone is saying.
Xu Qingxiao smiled. It was indeed a joyous festival that made people happy. Xu Qingxiao felt the joy of everyone, so she was willing to write a poem.
"In this case, I will show my shame."
Xu Qingxiao spoke.
Then he picked up the brush and wrote on the white paper.
Suddenly, in West Street, many talented people, beauties, or ordinary people looked at Xu Qingxiao.
"The sound of firecrackers eliminates the year old, and the spring breeze brings warmth to Tusu."
"Thousands of households always exchange old talismans for new peaches."
Xu Qingxiao slowly started writing. This poem didn't have any deep meaning, it was just a poem to celebrate the festival.
It can also be regarded as a poem for the occasion.
Just as Xu Qingxiao finished writing, the words on the paper jumped out directly and turned into gold characters, flashing in the sky.
It is not a famous poem through the ages, but a very special kind of poetry. It is not weaker than the national poems, but not as good as the famous poems through the ages. But because of the blessing of the New Year Festival, this poem is different.
A vast amount of talent poured into the capital of the Wei Dynasty like a spring breeze, making people feel inexplicably warm.
"Okay! Xu Ru is a great talent."
"Poems are extraordinary when they come out. Xu Ru is truly a peerless talent."
"Any poem is better than a poem that governs the country. Although this poem is not an eternal poem, it is better than an eternal poem."
"The sound of firecrackers eliminates one year old, and the spring breeze brings warmth into Tusu. Okay, okay, the Tusu wine in my hand must be famous for this."
"You are indeed Xu Ru. He is the one we cannot catch up with."
"Master Xu is really handsome."
"Such a young master is hard to find in the world. It's a pity that the slave family will never have anything happen to Mr. Xu in this life."
"Forget it, I might still have a chance."
It comes out with the poetry.
It attracted praise from countless people.
Xu Qingxiao didn't care about this, but had fun with the people.
He entered the tavern, ordered a jug of wine, and got drunk with everyone.
Come to the street, watch the sideshows with the people, take the lead in cheering, and donate generously.
Drink one bottle of wine after another.
In the end, all major restaurants had people waiting at the door to prevent Xu Qingxiao from coming in to buy wine, and they all brought out high-quality wine.
Xu Qingxiao was happy from the beginning, and now she looks very happy.
The only way to relieve sorrow is good wine.
Xu Qingxiao doesn't drink much, but when she gets into the mood, the wine tastes more mellow than before.
Along the way, Xu Qingxiao didn't know how much she drank. Anyway, she couldn't escape with dozens of bottles of wine.
Xu Qingxiao's free and easy attitude also made the people happier.
In the end, every household brought wine, hoping that Xu Qingxiao would taste it.
At the Taiping Poetry Club, Xu Qingxiao drank 3,000 yuan, which everyone clearly remembers. Everyone knows that Xu Qingxiao loves wine.
So everyone usually keeps some of them, just in case something like this happens one day.
Nowadays, Xu Qingxiao enjoys himself with the people, which naturally attracts many people. When the common people and literati from East Street, South Street, and North Street heard that Xu Qingxiao was on West Street, they all came here.
I want to see with my own eyes the elegance of this new prince of the Wei Dynasty.
And among the streets.
Xu Qingxiao drank a bottle of wine, her face was a little drunk, but her mind was extremely happy.
At the end, Xu Qingxiao stretched her waist and couldn't help but read poetry.
"One day the roc rises with the wind and soars ninety thousand miles."
"If the wind stops and comes down, it can still blow away the water."
boom.
As Xu Qingxiao finished reciting the poem, all kinds of visions emerged in an instant, and talents were like a sea, gathered in the sky, turned into spring breeze, and warmed the heart.
Eternal.
Eternal.
This is a famous poem through the ages. The previous one was a poem adapted to the occasion, but this one is not a poem adapted to the occasion. It is a truly famous poem through the ages.
The common people were excited and clenched their fists. Seeing Xu Qingxiao's outstanding performance, how could they not be excited or happy? How could they not admire the new marquis?
Another bottle of wine.
Xu Qingxiao opened her mouth and recited a poem.
I send a message to the guests from the far end of the world. I feel sad because of the slight cold; the spring breeze is not far away, it is only at the east end of the house.
boom.
A more brilliant vision appeared.
Poetry lasts through the ages.
Eternal! Eternal! Eternal again.
The people followed Xu Qingxiao, the excitement and pride on their faces became even stronger.
Maybe I was still composing poems in the evening.
"The twilight scene is in the Xiefang Palace, and in the new year the palace is gorgeous."
"The cold leaves the winter snow, and the warmth brings the spring breeze."
Xu Qingxiao seemed to let herself go, celebrating the arrival of the New Year with a bottle of wine and a poem.
And at the same time.
Inside the Wen Palace of the Great Wei Dynasty.
In comparison, the Wen Palace seemed very quiet.
After all, Wen Gong doesn't like this kind of festive day. They prefer to be quieter. Of course, it is still necessary to put up lanterns and colors.
It's just that what happened today made them unable to laugh, and they had no interest in doing anything.
Dang! Dang! Dang!
And as the sound of the Wen bell continued to ring, the sound was not loud, just enough for everyone in the Wen Palace of the Wei Dynasty to hear, and many Confucian scholars were curious for a while.
But soon they knew what happened.
Xu Qingxiao wrote poems while drunk, and his poems lasted for eternity. A pot of wine lasted for eternity.
When this incident spread in Wen Palace, everyone's mood became more complicated for a while.
Inside the palace.
Jiang Ru's eyes were very calm, and his words were slightly disdainful.
“What’s the use of poetry if it lasts forever?”
"He can't become a saint even if he writes a thousand poems."
Jiang Ru spoke with great contempt and disdain.
At the same time, he took out a piece of rice paper, picked up his pen, and began to compose poetry.
That's what he said, but he also wanted to write a poem to express his opinions and suppress Xu Qingxiao's arrogance.
Just when he puts pen to paper.
Boom!
A terrifying sound exploded, and many Confucian scholars in the hall became excited when they heard the noise.
"Jiang Ru, you are really amazing. You had such a vision just after you started writing. It was the sound of thunder from heaven and earth. This poem of yours will definitely be a famous poem throughout the ages."
A Confucian scholar spoke up and praised Jiang Ru.
But he didn’t wait for everyone’s reaction.
Boom boom boom!
Sounds like thunder rang out one after another, and every sound startled everyone.
And it doesn't sound like a vision.
Soon, someone's voice sounded.
"It's not good, it's not good. Hundreds of urchins have gathered outside. They are lighting firecrackers, very big firecrackers. That great scholar should stop them."
"These naughty boys have already thrown firecrackers into our Wen Palace."
Boom.
As soon as the voice fell, there was another roar.
The next moment, a curse sounded.
"Who attacked Benru?"
"My hands, ouch."
The tragic sound sounded, and it was the voice of a great scholar from Zhu Sheng's lineage.
"presumptuous!"
"You naughty boys, go back."
At that moment, Jiang Ru yelled and scolded these naughty boys.
Just the next moment.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
More than a dozen thunderous sounds exploded, accompanied by an extremely childish and arrogant sound.
"Young boys, knock these old immortals out of their wits!"
"There are not enough firecrackers. I, the king, have more. Quick, quick, quick, keep bombing."
"Run quickly, people are coming, don't get caught, come back in a quarter of an hour and continue bombing."
Li Fan's voice sounded, acting as a conductor.
It made the great Confucians in Wen Palace of the Great Wei Dynasty angry to death.
That's it.
The sound of firecrackers in the Wen Palace of the Great Wei Dynasty continued.
And until the third quarter of Yin hour.
Xu Qingxiao also left West Street and had a good time drinking.
At the same time, without knowing it, I also arrived at Peach Blossom Temple.
And at the same time.
A fast horse came to Kyoto quickly, carrying a memorial, and entered the palace at the fastest speed, looking very anxious.