"Empress, I'm fine." After most people had almost finished writing, Liang Baiyun also took the initiative to express his feelings.
"Qianyu, show it to me!" Princess Kang ordered to the girl in red dress beside her.
The girl walked up to Liang Baiyun in a few steps, picked up the poem, looked at it for herself, and then handed it into Princess Kang's hands.
"In the golden autumn of September, flowers are fragrant, and one flower covers everyone's face." Princess Kang read it briefly, then shook her head and said: "You girl, you are trying to flatter me in public, but in the end, what you wrote is really ordinary.
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Faced with Princess Kang's intimate accusation, Liang Baiyun smiled and said: "Hehe, what I am least good at is poetry. Depending on the poetry, I am still a great talent in Zhou Dynasty."
"You are right, Xiaoyi, read out what you wrote." Princess Kang asked with a smile.
"In the golden autumn, talented people gather in Hualin, and in the bright moon, the poor sit in Xiyin." Zhou Xiaoyi stood up and replied.
"Good poem, really good poem!" After hearing these two lines of poetry, many people immediately started making noises.
After hearing this, Princess Kang couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "You child, in today's peaceful and prosperous times, you insist on saying these things. You and Dad have the same temper. You are too upright."
"Xiaoyi is just telling the truth. It's autumn harvest time. I originally thought that everyone had plenty of food and clothing. But when I arrived at the south bank of the Jingxi River, I saw countless poor people sitting there, and passenger ships arrived and rushed to come forward. I was speechless for a moment. This
The poem also has the following two lines: "Looking forward to the arrival of the passenger ship, walking naked in the stormy clouds."
"What a beautiful poem!" After finishing the last two sentences, everyone was amazed.
"Brother Xiaoyi is indeed the most talented person in the capital. It's a pity that brother Xiaoyi didn't take part in the palace examination. Otherwise, he would definitely be in the top three in high school, or even be the number one scholar."
Soon some complimentary words were spoken.
Zhou Xiaoyi listened for a while, then waved his hands and said: "Thank you for your praise. I don't dare to be the number one scholar in the capital, let alone say that I can become the number one scholar by participating in the palace examination. There are so many talented people in the world, such as Huangzhou Che Mingde.
He became a prince at the age of sixteen, and he is also an extremely talented person. Moreover, I actually thought of this song two days ago, so I just borrowed it for use."
"Master Zhou is so humble."
After he finished speaking, he quickly attracted praise from many people.
"Since Mr. Zhou mentioned Huangzhou Talents, and Mr. Che was the first to finish writing just now, why not read it too," Princess Kang said.
As soon as she opened her mouth, everyone shut up and looked at Che Mingde.
Zhou Xiaoyi's poem is of extremely high standard. It tells the plight of the common people at the bottom of the capital and compares it with the life of the rich and powerful princes. Naturally, these young gentlemen and young ladies will seek after him. If they read poems after him, if the poems are poor, they will naturally be magnified infinitely and even be dismissed.
despise.
Of course Che Mingde also understood, but when the princess spoke, he immediately stood up and said: "In July, thousands of miles of flowers bloom in the north. The autumn wind kills all the flowers. The bones on the roadside are unforgettable yesterday. The warehouses are full of gold and there is no time now."
"What a poem. It's a gifted scholar from Huangzhou. It's much better than the poem Baiyun just praised the princess. It's just that Mr. Che is boasting about his father here. Sure enough, in the eyes of the child, his father is the greatest." Miss Zuo heard this. After finishing, he was the first to shout out and also the first to comment.
Soon, others started to comment. "Indeed, the poem is not bad, but how can I praise my father in public?"
At this time, Zhou Xiaoyi also followed up and said: "Mingde is only seventeen years old, and he has such talent at a young age. I wonder if I would have been able to write such a poem three years ago. Besides, it is normal to brag about my father. Che Jinglue is in Beijing." The land is indeed hard-working, but Mingde, you must understand that Beidi did not become what it is today by one person, but by the joint efforts of many people, Your Majesty."
After listening to his condescending evaluation, Che Mingde finally smiled and said: "Why do you subconsciously believe that Che mentioned my father even half a sentence in the poem? My father is just a deputy envoy for military affairs. The Northland is stable and the Taiwei. Your Majesty is the one who once pacified the North, and it is Your Majesty who really decided everything. There are two more lines in my poem, 'Thousands of gates are placed to place the throne of the Holy King, and thanks to the great kindness, there is finally a home.'"
Hearing the last two sentences, the expressions of everyone present changed drastically. It was obvious that Che Mingde deliberately didn't say anything else, just to let them have their previous guesses. This approach was really disgusting, and many people's expressions changed slightly when they saw him. If the princess hadn't been there, someone might have yelled at me.
Che Mingde asked unceremoniously: "I wonder what Mr. Zhou would have done if he had seen the porters on the Jingxi River before?"
"This is the third day in a row that I have gone over to give rice and porridge. If you hadn't asked, I wouldn't have answered this question here," Zhou Xiaoyi said.
Che Mingde couldn't help laughing mockingly.
"Why are you laughing?" Zhou Xiaoyi asked.
Che Mingde still said in a mocking tone: "Master Zhou, do you dare to compete with me in strength?"
"Comparing strength? I am a scholar, what strength should I compare?" Zhou Xiaoyi asked subconsciously, not wanting to fall into the opponent's trap.
"Well, if I don't eat or drink now, how about we compete tomorrow?" Che Mingde suggested.
"What are you doing? Even if I win, it won't be honorable. Besides..." Zhou Xiaoyi subconsciously retorted, but midway through the words, he seemed to realize that he seemed to have fallen into the other party's trap.
Che Mingde also said at this time: "Those porters are doing the work of carrying goods on the Jingxi River. If you are hungry, how can you do anything? Giving porridge is certainly a good thing, but drinking porridge may not be able to withstand it for a while. They are hungry. It shows that those people are not short of food. Mr. Zhou, does he know why there are so many porters on the Jingxi River? Where do they come from?"
"These... are naturally some poor people who can only rely on hard labor." Zhou Xiaoyi thought for a while and then said, but his tone was completely different from before.
"Actually, most of those people are people from the north of Suzhou. The autumn harvest in Suzhou is earlier. During the busy farming season, farmers along the Jingxi River can see boats heading north to the capital. And because the people in the capital have a better life and less There are those who are willing to work hard, so those farmers have made an agreement with the ship early in the morning to wait until they can unload their goods. Gradually, farmers from two or three counties in the north of Suzhou will choose to come here to unload their goods after the busy farming season, thereby earning more money. , As for carrying goods naked, if you wear clothes, they will be worn out after a long time, and you will be covered with sweat when you are busy, so it is easier to take them off. They are farmers in Suzhou, not lowly and poor people. This incident exactly reflects your Majesty’s ability to govern the country. The people live and work in peace and contentment. Even after the autumn harvest, there is no need to guard the food for fear of bandits. The young and strong can go out to work to earn more money and food. I hope there are more people like this in various places." Che Mingde said word by word, Every sentence is sonorous and powerful, not at all the kind of boastful talk that Zhou Xiaoyi does.
Zhou Xiaoyi looked at Che Mingde and suddenly felt that his face was completely lost. He wanted to refute, but he found that he didn't know what to say.