The east wind blows thousands of trees into bloom at night. Even more, stars fall like rain. BMWs and carved cars fill the road with fragrance. The sound of phoenix flutes moves, jade pots turn with light, and fish and dragons dance all night long.
Moths are like golden threads in the snow and willows. Smiling words are filled with dark fragrance. People are looking for him thousands of times. Suddenly looking back, that person is there, in the dimly lit place.
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A piece of blue jade case shocked the civil and military officials of the whole dynasty.
When Li Shimin finished reciting it himself, everyone in the "Hanyuan Hall" who was familiar with the end of the article praised the "Qingyu Case" full of praise.
"Kong Qing, where did you come from for this poem?"
Li Shimin's high question immediately silenced the previously chaotic court hall. Only then did the officials realize that they had just lost their composure. How could I have written such a good poem?
"Your Majesty, I don't know who did this, but I think several young masters from the Cheng Mansion and the Qin Mansion in Huaidefang should know the name of that young talent."
"It's a pity that the manuscript in your Majesty's hands was only hand-recorded by one of our Imperial Doctors, and the original manuscript by that young genius has disappeared."
"According to two Taixue doctors, the calligraphy of the original manuscript is balanced, thin and hard, resolutely pursuing the Wei stele, the stippling is crisp and straight, the bones are strong, and the structure is tight. It is really not as good as that of Zhong and Wang. It's a pity, it's a pity -
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Kong Yingda told Li Shimin and the civil and military officials exactly what he heard about the return of the two Taixue doctors.
"Kong Jijiu, is this...is this possible?"
Wei Zheng on the side asked the question in everyone's mind.
Of course, no one would think that this poem was plagiarized. Although the world is huge, if such a poem really existed, it would be impossible that not one of the big guys in the government had heard of it.
But according to Kong Yingda, the person who wrote such a heart-wrenching "Sapphire Case" was actually a child under ten years old?
How is this possible?
How could the delicate emotions contained in the poem and the writing perspective of the poem be what a child under ten years old should have?
Besides, even if there is such an amazing talent, how could he be a friend of the Cheng and Qin families?
Just when the officials were puzzled, Li Shimin, who was sitting high on the dragon throne, had a hint of enlightenment in his heart.
Will it be you?
There were no specific arrangements for the first court meeting of the new year. After the emperor and his ministers chatted in the "Hanyuan Hall" for more than an hour, Li Shimin called it a day.
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In the "Lizheng Hall", the Queen's eldest grandson, Wugao, was practicing walking while supporting her youngest daughter, Princess Xincheng.
This little girl was born with a weak constitution. She is more than one year and four months old, and she still can't walk normally.
"Guanyin maid, has the pheasant slave been here?"
Li Shimin knew that Li Zhi had gone out last night, saying that he went to enjoy the lanterns with the two young masters of the Qin Mansion, but Li Shimin didn't pay attention.
In the past six months, with Li Zhi always running to the Qin Mansion whenever he had something to do, the long-standing knot between Li Shimin and Qin Qiong has gradually been resolved.
With the help of Li Zhi, he also carried many things to the Qin Mansion. Li Zhi pulled three large carts for the New Year's goods, which relieved the Qin Mansion's burden.
Qin Qiong was an upright person. Although he had been in the military for many years, he could not learn the skills of others who were free of charge. Instead, he would sponsor some disabled old brothers during the holidays.
As a result, it is a bit tight to maintain the normal expenses of the current Qin Mansion with only Qin Qiong's salary.
At first, Li Zhi just brought some medicinal materials and supplements from the palace, which was also approved by Changsun Wugou.
Later, after Qin Qiong's injury was completely "cured" by Li Zhi, Li Zhi began to bring silk cloth or copper coins from the palace.
Even if Qin Qiong doesn't have the title of master and apprentice with him, he still has to pay for the food and accommodation expenses, right?
"Second brother, what happened to the pheasant slave? He should still be in the Qin Mansion now."
As soon as Li Shimin entered the "Li Zheng Hall", he asked him about Li Zhi. Changsun Wugou couldn't help but feel shocked.
Li Zhi was not her youngest child, but he was inexplicably the most concerned about her eldest grandson Wugou, especially after something like that happened half a year ago.
Even if Li Shimin didn't say anything explicitly in the end, the clever eldest grandson Wugou could vaguely guess that it might be related to his other sons.
"I can't tell for sure now. We have to wait until we see the boy before we can know the truth. Guanyin Maid, please take a look at the rest of this poem."
Changsun Wujia was also born in a noble family. Although her childhood experience was a bit rough, it did not prevent her from being a talented woman at heart.
"What a great song, "The Case of Sapphire." I never thought that Yu could write such a majestic poem, yet express such delicate and hot emotions."
"Second brother, which Confucian scholar is this new work? Just for this song "The Sapphire Case", he deserves a nod from the Hanlin Academy."
Hanlin was founded by Li Shimin. When Li Shimin was still the king of Qin, he set up a literary museum to recruit talented people from all over the world for his own use.
These people were of great help to him, from conquering the world to the Xuanwumen incident, they were all very good helpers.
Later, after he became emperor, Li Shimin continued to recruit talented and learned people to stay with him, and was known as the "Hanlin Shizhao".
Responsible for giving lectures to the emperor, providing entertainment for the emperor, providing some suggestions, and occasionally drafting some less important edicts.
"Hanlin, let's talk about it later. I'm afraid people won't look down on that job..."
Li Shimin's heart was full of doubts. In just half a year, could that boy transform from a man who was useless in both civil and military affairs to an all-rounder capable of both civil and military affairs?
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Chongrenfang is on the east side of the imperial city, with Yongxingfang to the north, Pingkangfang to the south, and the famous "East Market" in the southeast corner.
Chongrenfang was inhabited by some of the civil servants and dignitaries of the court, and the residence of Sun Wuji, the eldest son of Zhao Guogong, Zhongshu Ling, occupied a small half of Chongrenfang.
This kind of power was unique in the Zhenguan Dynasty. Even the residences of many princes and princesses could not compare with Changsun Wuji's mansion.
"Master, have you gotten up yet?"
Changsun Wuji returned home from court. As soon as he sat down in the study, he asked the butler who was waiting beside him.
"Master Qi, the eldest son got up early in the morning. Although he came back late last night, his morning classes will not be delayed."
Changsun Wuji was the most concerned about Changsun Chong's education, both civil and military. This eldest son was his future successor and his face. He had never let him down in front of others over the years.
However, at today's court meeting, while everyone else was immersed in that masterpiece, Changsun Wuji heard his son's name from Kong Yingda's narration.
Is this a background for that young talent?
Changsun Wuji was very pleased to hear that his son did not delay his morning classes. If this was normal, he would probably just reward him casually.
However, thinking of what happened today in the "Hanyuan Hall", Changsun Wuji felt a little confused.
Even though so many people were praising the poem, Changsun Wuji believed that both Wei Zheng and Fang Xuanling must have heard the description of his son in Kong Yingda's narration.
He also believed that Kong Yingda would not add jealousy to the matter. In addition, the two Taixue doctors were invited by his son himself. I am afraid that what Kong Yingda told was the truth.
He knew that Changsun rushed out for a night out, and even the fifty taels of gold were arranged by him.
If his son can win the championship, he can naturally earn some more fame. Even if other masters win, Changsun Wuji can take the opportunity to recruit some talents to his disciples.
But until now, his son has not come to a conclusion about this matter. Instead, he heard about it from others at the court meeting in "Hanyuan Hall".
"Go and call the eldest son to my study—"
Changsun Wuji thought about it and felt that it would be better to understand the ins and outs of the matter more clearly.
He couldn't understand why Li Shimin didn't go to the "Hanyuan Palace" to get to the bottom of it. According to Li Shimin's usual temperament and work style, how could he easily let go of such a talented person?
"Dad, are you looking for me?——"
It was not long before Changsun Chong walked in from outside.
Before the first lunar month, the weather in Chang'an was still a bit cold, but Changsun Chong only wore a jacket, and his tall and straight figure seemed to tell of his diligent practice.
"Chong'er, come and sit here for me -"
Even though he had too many doubts in his heart, Changsun Wuji did not show them on the surface.
This is a person who doesn't like to reveal his inner emotions, whether in court or at home.
Perhaps, it was only when he was young, facing his younger sister Changsun Wuji that he depended on each other for life, that Changsun Wuji was his truest self.
"Chong'er, come and take a look, have you ever seen this poem?"
While the housekeeper was looking for Changsun Chong, Changsun Wuji had already memorized the poem "The Sapphire Case" that Li Shimin recited at the court meeting.
"This...Dad, where did you come from for this poem?"
Of course Changsun Chong could recognize this as his father's handwriting.
However, the remaining content of this poem has been flashing in Changsun Chong's mind from last night to now, without stopping for a moment.
Originally, they planned to stay up all night last night, and they met the extremely beautiful "Third Miss". Even if they couldn't kiss Fangze, Changsun Chong hoped to stay with her for a while longer.
Because the candidate for the consort was Li Shimin's favorite Princess Changle, Changsun Chong was strictly prohibited from having close relationships with other women by his father.
His second brother Changsun Huan, who is more than one year younger than him, has already given birth to two children. Changsun Chong, who is already seventeen years old, is still a boy.
Seeing his son's reaction, Changsun Wuji immediately understood that what Kong Yingda told him was indeed the truth.
"Chong'er, tell me, father, do you know the young talent who wrote the song 'The Sapphire Case'?"
Changsun Wuji had no intention of blaming his son. After all, the world is huge and there are countless strange people and strange people. Who can guarantee that he will be superior to others?
He believed that Li Shimin would not let this young talent go so easily.
Years of habit have made Changsun Wuji feel that he must consider everything Li Shimin values before him.
"Dad, the night was a bit dark at that time, and there were a lot of people. What my son saw was not very clear. The child looked very similar... very much like a pheasant slave..."
Although he didn't want to admit it, Changsun Chong still didn't have the courage to lie in front of his father.
"What? You said that the young genius who wrote the 'Sapphire Case' was actually His Highness the King of Jin who was only eight years old?——"
No matter how much Changsun Wuji thought about it, he never imagined that the young talent who shocked the "Hanyuan Palace" would actually be the most inconspicuous Jin Wang Li Zhi?
"Chong'er, this matter is of great importance. Are you sure that person is indeed His Highness Prince Jin?"
You must know that although Jin Wang Li Zhi was also Li Shimin's legitimate son, he had a "natural leakage body" and his natural talents in civil and military affairs were useless.
The best result for such a person is to become a free prince.
Changsun Wuji has a special status. He is the biological brother of Queen Changsun Wujia, and he is also the person Li Shimin trusts most. Every move he makes has a decisive influence.
In the past two years, he has also seen that some people in the court have begun to take sides, but Changsun Wuji, who is sensitive, smells a hint of conspiracy.
Li Shimin's three legitimate sons are all nephews of the eldest grandson Wuji. It stands to reason that no matter who takes that position in the future, his eldest grandson's family will be blessed.
However, Changsun Wuji seems to be pursuing more.
"Dad, at that time, my son just thought he looked familiar, but he hadn't seen Pheasant Nu for a while. He was growing up quickly at his age, so he didn't dare to come forward and recognize him."
"After I came back, I thought about it carefully. The people who followed him last night were several brothers from the Cheng family and the Qin family. I heard that in the past six months, Pheasant slave has been studying in the Qin mansion, so..."
At this point, there is no need for Chang Sun Chong to continue talking.
Changsun Wuji seemed to understand why Li Shimin was shocked and delighted at the "Hanyuan Hall", but he did not interrogate the young talent's identity.
"Chong'er, as long as you know this in your heart, don't mention it to anyone for the time being, especially the true identity of that young talent. If anyone asks, just say you don't know him."
Changsun Wuji said calmly, but his eyes were darting around quickly. No one knew what he was planning.
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Li Zhi and the others came back very late last night. To be precise, they should have returned to the Qin Mansion early this morning.
The fifty taels of gold were eventually divided into three parts. The Cheng brothers took away twenty taels and gave twenty taels to the Qin brothers, while Li Zhi only kept ten taels.
When he returned to the Qin Mansion, Li Zhi changed hands and gave Qin Huaidao his twelve taels of gold.
"His Royal Highness King Jin, what are you doing?"
Li Zhi didn't defend himself, he just forced it on Qin Huaidao first.
"Brother Huai Dao, just take this gold. Anyway, I come to the Qin Mansion almost every day. You can provide me with food and drink."
Li Zhi knew very well that the Qin Mansion could not be compared with the Cheng Mansion. The current mistress of the Cheng Mansion was from the Cui family of Qinghe, a serious family with "five surnames and seven hopes".
While Li Zhi was still soundly asleep in the guest room of the Qin Mansion, his song "The Sapphire Case" had spread throughout Chang'an City.
First, there were two doctors from Imperial College, and then there were all the civil and military officials who came down to the court. Suddenly, everyone in the streets, alleys, teahouses and restaurants of Chang'an City could recite two sentences, "The east wind blows thousands of flowers and trees at night. Even more, the stars fall like rain.
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And the sentence at the end of the article is, "The crowd searched for him thousands of times. Suddenly looking back, that person was there, in a dimly lit place."
But it has become an emotional word on the lips of countless boys and girls, popular men and green women, crazy men and resentful women.
And the warblers and swallows in "Pingkangfang" were even more obsessed with the song "The Sapphire Case", and they tried their best to play, sing and recite it, or choreographed and danced it.
The three top names in "Pingkangfang" actually threatened to go out and say that if any talented person who worked on this "Sapphire Case" could come to the door, they would recommend themselves to be a pillow, and they would not take any money.
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"Miss Third, how could that child last night be able to write such touching poems? It's a pity that he is only a child..."
Huashan West Peak, also known as Lotus Peak, has a palace on the top, and two women are admiring a manuscript.
Taihua is more than ten thousand heavy, and there is only this peak. In autumn, leaning against the meager lake, it looks like hibiscus.
"Yes, he is still a child. People have searched for him hundreds of times. Suddenly looking back, that person is there, in the dim light." Yun'er, who do you think he is writing about?"
The third lady asked dreamily, her eyes were full of shyness, and there seemed to be a trace of expectation.
On the right hand side of the third lady, there is a lamp, which is nine inches high and is as white as ice and snow.
It is shaped like a precious lotus in full bloom, with a large sea bowl, and the lotus heart is the heart of the lamp. It is bright and dim, exuding a faint fragrance...