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Chapter 231: Have you ever seen a dwarf watching a play?

Faced with Princess Zhaoyang's salute, Jia Lian turned around and said: "Your Highness has spoken seriously. Your Highness and his ministers are only monarchs and ministers, so why should you be rude?"

Princess Zhaoyang's face paused slightly, and Jia Lian's calmness when facing him made her somewhat at a loss for what to do beyond her own knowledge.

Sure enough, as the book says, the more extraordinary a person is, the more he hides in the depths, and what is exposed to the outside is only his overlooking and indifference to all things in the world.

She has never felt slighted by others.

He wanted to regain the disadvantage, but he couldn't see clearly what Jia Lian was thinking, and he liked the song "Sauvignon Blanc" very much...

If you ask for help from someone, you can't offend him.

That's all, it doesn't matter even if you are treated as a layman.

Princess Zhaoyang gave up arguing with Jia Lian, picked up the Sauvignon Blanc manuscript that had never left her sight, and said to Jia Lian: "What I said to the general before was sincere.

Zhaoyang is willing to give three thousand taels of silver to the general to give me this handwritten letter. Zhaoyang is grateful."

Jia Lian smiled slightly: "It's just a small thing. It's my honor that Her Royal Highness the Princess likes it.

Your Highness, just take it and there is no need to talk about money."

There was a woman in the family who was greedy for money, which caused Jia Lian to get into some bad habits.

I originally wanted to blackmail the Zhou family even more, but you, an ignorant princess, got in the way!

As for the princess's money... Jia Lian was not determined and wanted any money.

If you make friends with the prince Longsun, you can only suffer losses and cannot take advantage. If he can't even think clearly about this, he doesn't need to hang out in the Wei Dynasty.

When Princess Zhaoyang heard what Jia Lian said, she was not stubborn.

Although she is the most favored princess in the royal family, she does not have much money because she has been living in the Queen Mother's palace.

On weekdays, she doesn't have much use for money.

After receiving the manuscript from Jia Lian, he couldn't help but asked:

"If the general has such great talent, why has he always been unknown before, even...

You know, if these poems by the general had been publicized earlier, I am afraid that the general's talent and reputation would have been spread all over the world.

In this way, naturally no one will dare to be disrespectful to the general!"

Princess Zhaoyang’s questions are also those of others.

Damn it, they are all thinking about who passed on to them the impression that Jia Lian was a vulgar martial artist.

You must give them a good kick to relieve their anger!

Jia Lian cupped his hands and replied: "I don't dare to claim the title of a great talent, but I just memorized a few poems, imitated the sentences of my predecessors, and made a few jingles in my spare time.

I come from a martial arts family, and my ambition since childhood has been to go into battle to kill the enemy and defend the territory like my ancestors!

As for studying, it is indeed a lot of waste..."

When Jia Lian said this, the eyes of the third prince and others twitched, and they wanted to scold their mother.

Even if we can write these poems even if we are desolate, then shouldn’t those of us who study hard every day look for a piece of tofu to kill us?

Jia Lian didn't care what they were thinking. Seeing that no one interrupted him, he raised his eyebrows and said lightly: "As for spreading these poems, maybe we can become famous...

Wei Chen felt that writing poems and lyrics was nothing more than a matter of cultivating one's moral character.

I couldn't hold back my anger for a while and competed with the Zhou brothers today, and I've already fallen behind."

Hearing Jia Lian speak like this, Princess Zhaoyang and others were stunned for a moment.

Poetry is nothing more than a tool for cultivating one's moral integrity. If it is used to make one famous or to argue with others, it will fall into disgrace!

How advanced does one have to be to say such a thing?

If it weren't for Jia Lian's amazing talent just now, I'm afraid everyone who heard these words would think that Jia Lian was just showing off.

However, it seems that General Jia is really not just pretending, he actually does what he says!

Otherwise, if one of the two songs "Die Lian Hua" and "Xiang Si Ling" were spread casually, people would have become famous long ago.

Princess Zhaoyang looked at Jia Lian seriously. For the first time in her heart, she felt and believed for the first time that there would be someone whose realm was so much higher than hers...

After all, there was no flaw in Jia Lian's body. Princess Zhaoyang nodded with a complex expression and said respectfully: "The general's words, Zhaoyang has learned a lesson."

Jia Lian hurriedly returned the gift.

Zhaoyang sighed inwardly...

Although Jia Lian respected her very much and showed no lack of etiquette, she could still feel Jia Lian's alienation from her.

Because ordinary men, even her royal brother, are lucky to have her closeness and praise.

Only Jia Lian, no matter how tempted she was, remained consistent and unmoved?

Could it be that he and his first wife were very much in love with each other, so he deliberately kept to himself?

If so, he is indeed a respectable person.

So Zhaoyang stopped thinking about it, held hands with Jia Lian and bowed, then turned to leave.

Suddenly remembering something, he walked up to the third prince and whispered a few words in a low voice.

The third prince's expression changed slightly, and then he was overjoyed. He returned to the chairman in person, took the original manuscript of "Die Lian Hua" and handed it into Zhaoyang's hands...

After Princess Zhaoyang left, everyone focused their attention on Jia Lian again.

Zhang Su, Feng Ziying and others quietly gave Jia Lian a thumbs up...

After knowing each other for so long, they really didn't expect that Jia Lian still had such a hand, no, so many hands hidden.

Among them, Zhang Su still felt a little guilty, and secretly wondered whether he had shown off his knowledge and literary talents in front of Jia Lian before.

If it were true, it would be really shameful.

Brother Lian was extremely unkind in this matter.

King Beijing suddenly walked up to Jia Lian, held up his hands like Princess Zhaoyang, and said: "As early as the first meeting, Xiao Wang saw that Brother Shi was extraordinary, but he was mistaken after all. Unexpectedly...

Forget it, the height that Brother Shi has reached is beyond what Xiao Wang can predict.

However, Xiao Wang does have a merciless request."

King Beijing looked at Jia Lian, and without waiting for Jia Lian to return the favor, he smiled and said, "Little Wang Silai really likes the song "Heavy Snow Pressing the Green Pines" written by Brother Shi.

Although the sentence in this sentence is simple and the materials used are ordinary, the perseverance and indomitable personality contained in it really make Xiao Wang admire.

When I read it, I felt enlightened and enlightened.

Therefore, Xiao Wang is also willing to exchange three thousand taels of silver for this handwritten manuscript of Brother Shi."

When Jia Lian heard this, he naturally had no intention of refusing and just gave it to Princess Zhaoyang for free.

But King Beijing is no better than Princess Zhaoyang.

As a century-old palace, Beijing Palace has a richer heritage than Jia Palace.

Three thousand taels of silver was really nothing to him.

Moreover, it has become an established fact that Jia Lian is famous today. Whether it is the relationship between the two families or the personal relationship between the two, he wants to add a layer of glory to Jia Lian.

"Brother, there is no need to refuse. To be honest, with the style of these masterpieces, brother, once word spreads, they will definitely be sought after by the world.

Therefore, these handwritten manuscripts written by Brother Shi at today’s literary conference are worth tens of thousands of dollars in themselves!

I only took out three thousand taels, which is already a big advantage. If my brother refuses again, it will make Xiao Wang afraid to accept such a precious thing."

As soon as Shui Rong said this, Jia Lian knew that he wanted to "add weight" to himself and secure his reputation worth three thousand gold worth!

He said it so sincerely that Jia Lian couldn't resist it anymore and could only keep this friendship in mind.

"Hahaha, Lord Shui is right, these masterpieces by General Jia are indeed worth tens of thousands of gold!

It just so happens that I also like the song "Bamboo and Stone" after hearing it. If General Jia is willing to give it to me, I am also willing to give you three thousand taels of silver!"

When the prince saw that the dust had settled, he also laughed and came up to join in the fun.

In fact, he doesn't really like literate things, but as a prince, he has to learn it since he was a child.

But he was very willing to help Jia Lian build momentum like King Beijing and add icing on the cake.

First, although the third prince is presiding over today's cultural gathering, the host is still the prince.

Jia Lian composed five outstanding poems in a row, which suddenly brought light to today's literary conference and will surely be widely circulated in the future.

In this way, he also became a beneficiary.

Secondly, although he didn't hear clearly what Princess Zhaoyang said to the third prince just now, he had a general guess.

Zhaoyang specifically wanted to take away the manuscript of the song "Die Lian Hua", probably as a gift to the Queen Mother.

In other words, even the Queen Mother admired Jia Lian's talent!

Moreover, Jia Lian also rescued the Queen Mother today. After the two appearances, Jia Lian must have fallen into the eyes of the Queen Mother...

If he didn't know how to win over such a person, wouldn't he be too stupid?!

Third, I went out of my way to disgust the third prince.

Jia Lian only composed five poems, Zhaoyang took the two best ones, and King Beijing asked for one, and he wanted another one.

In other words, out of the four judges, three of them won the prize.

The third prince is the only one left...

There is also a song called "Have I ever seen a dwarf at the theatre", it depends on whether he is willing to take it...

In this case, it can be regarded as indirectly cutting off Jia Lian's access to the third prince.

After all, in the eyes of outsiders, Jia Lian gave Princess Zhaoyang as a gift, gifted him and King Beijing, and only missed the third prince...

Is there a bad relationship with the third prince?

Haha, just three thousand taels of silver can make me feel so happy, why not?


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