Li Kai and Wang Renbiao apologized ashamedly. Mr. Zhu looked displeased, but didn't say much... His son ranked first in the Jinshi subjects in high school, and became famous in Chang'an by reciting poems in Pingkangfang. This was a good thing, but he was drunk like this.
Mud, that's not good.
Ma Zhou on the side had a look of envy and hatred on his face. He envied Li Shan for drinking, envied Li Shan for drinking, and hated Li Shan for drinking without him... Ever since returning from Shandong, Ling Jing had given Ma Zhou a death order not to drink indiscriminately.
, to avoid misunderstandings. After all, Ma Zhou is also a key figure who knows the inside story.
Ling Jing, who had just returned, thought and thought, endured and endured, and finally couldn't help but ask: "I have seen the song "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night" today, how many more songs did Huairen recite in Pingkangfang?"
Wang Renbiao clicked his tongue twice, took out a piece of paper filled with words from his sleeve and handed it over.
Ling Jing looked carefully and chanted in a low voice. After a moment, his color turned earthy and he murmured: "Is this a gift from heaven?"
Well, the ancients always had this idea when they saw incredible things... At least in this matter, Ling Jing's guess was so accurate that it was really a gift from heaven.
Today, Li Shan threw out eight poems in a row. In his opinion, the quality was uneven... but any one that could be passed down to future generations was above the standard.
Li Shan was carried into the room and lay on the bed in a daze. Zhou carefully undressed Li Shan and Xiao Man came in with a bowl of sobering soup.
"Brother Demou, are brothers Xiaoqing gone?"
Zhou, who was taking off his shoes, was stunned for a moment. When he looked back, Li Shan rubbed his drunken eyes. Although he was still drunk, he no longer looked as drunk as he had a quarter of an hour ago.
Li Shan kicked off his boots, leaned against the bed, took the sobering soup and took a sip, "Are you leaving?"
"Already gone." Xiaoman asked in a low voice, "I just heard this... Has Li Taibai's name been leaked?"
"Well, who knew they happened to lead them to that room..." Li Shan muttered, drank the sobering soup in a big gulp, and stretched out his hand to rub his temples.
Today in Pingkangfang, after the first poem, everyone came up with a topic. If there is an old poem, it will be written with a wave. If there is not, there will be three cups of wine.
Therefore, in fact, Li Shan originally threw out three or four songs first, but then he couldn't hold on anymore... so he could only throw out a few more songs.
He leaned against the bed for a while, lost in thought, and his thoughts gradually became clearer. Li Shancai whispered, "Go and ask Mr. Ling, and Ma Zhou come over."
"Mr. Lang is drunk..." Xiaoman only tried to persuade him halfway before being pulled back by Zhou. Seeing Li Shan's indifferent expression, he had no choice but to go out.
After a while, Ling Jing and Ma Zhou came in. Li Shan asked Mrs. Zhou to move two stools and put them next to the bed, and then drove Mrs. Zhou and Xiaoman out.
Ling Jing's thoughts were obviously a little confused, "Is this a gift from heaven?"
Li Shan looked at Ling Jing with pity in his eyes... You really don't need to be so depressed. No one can fight against the collective of Li Bai, Han Yu, Wang Wei, Bai Juyi, Li Shangyin and Wang Bo.
And due to the factors of the times, most of the poems Li Shan posted today are Tang poems... For example, Wang Wei's poem "After the new rain in the empty mountain, autumn comes late."
This also means that the poets of the Tang Dynasty in the next two hundred years need to work harder.
Ma Zhou was not shocked at all. He was not interested in poetry. His eyes when he looked at Ling Jing were... full of sympathy. He remembered that Ling Jing once said in private that Li Huairen really didn't need me!
Li Shan thought for a moment and comforted him: "Uncle Ling, this was taught by the gods in this dream."
Ma Zhou almost burst into laughter. Is this really a consolation?
"The God in the Dream..."
Seeing that Ling Jing wanted to ask more questions, Ma Zhou quickly interrupted, "Invite me drunk, Huairen must have something important to do."
After Li Shan was silent for a moment, he whispered: "Today, there are twenty people gathering in Pingkangfang to drink and recite poetry."
"Including a certain person, there are seven Jinshi subjects. Only the descendants of the Cui family in Qinghe and Fujia, the grandson of Zhongcheng, the imperial censor, have not arrived."
"In addition to brothers Demou and Xiaoqing, Fang Yizhi, Du He, Li Zhaode, Changsun Chong, Gao Jixiu and others are also listed."
"In addition, there are three other children, namely, children of the Lu family of Fan Yang, children of the Yang family of Hongnong, and children of the Li family of Zhaojun. I happened to meet two children of the Liu family of Hedong in Pingkangfang."
Ma Zhou calculated silently in his mind, "There are nineteen people in total, and there is one more?"
"This man didn't go to the imperial city to see the list. I don't know when he appeared in Pingkangfang, drinking and discussing poetry together." Li Shan said quietly: "He is the third uncle of Du He."
"Du Chuke." Ling Jing came back to his senses and said, "The third son of Shi Du Zha, the former governor of Changchang in the Sui Dynasty, was a doctor in the household department in the state of Zheng."
After a pause, Ling Jing explained: "Back then, King Xia and Wang Shichong agreed on an alliance, and I have done a lot of research on this."
"Du Zha's eldest son was killed by Wang Shichong, his second son was Du Ruhui, a lieutenant in Tiance Mansion, and his third son was Du Chuke."
Ma Zhou blinked, "Why would he go...to a gathering of juniors? As an elder of Duhe...Uncle Ling, is this person over thirty years old?"
"Nearly forty years old."
Ma Zhou shook his head, "No... He has never had any contact with Huairen, yet he congratulates him as an elder, and he even sat at the same table with his nephew Du He. It doesn't make sense."
Li Shan's eyes wandered, he held his hands on the edge of the bed and said slowly: "He mentioned Yuhuchun."
The room became quiet. Ling Jing and Ma Zhou looked at each other. They both knew what Li Shan was suspecting.
Logically speaking, the common people may not know it clearly, but most aristocratic families know the relationship between Yu Huchun and Li Shan, not to mention that Du He and Li Shan have a personal relationship.
On the occasion of congratulating the high school Jinshi, Yu Huchun was mentioned... Even people who did not know Li Shansu would not do this. This was exposing someone's sore spot, but Du Chuke mentioned Yu Huchun.
This can't help but make Li Shan wonder, is there Du Ruhui behind Yuhuchun's door since its closure?
Li Shan slowly told the doubts in his heart in a low voice. Ling Jing and Ma Zhou listened attentively, sometimes shaking their heads, sometimes nodding.
""Moonlight Night on the Spring River" was highly recommended by everyone, but it was rumored that it failed..."
Ling Jing interrupted Ma Zhou, "It's not a rumor, it's what Fang Xuanling said personally... but Feng Lun, the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, is the Sima of Tiance Mansion."
This is what Li Shan has always been puzzled about before. Feng Lun is the Sima of Tiance Mansion and serves as the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel. His status in the lineage of the King of Qin is not low. Even if he doesn't know about the relationship between him and Li Shimin... But "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night"
》The quality of this poem lies here, but Feng Lun did not let Li Shan be included in the list.
There is always something difficult to explain here.
But now, there seems to be some reasons that can barely be explained.
"Before entering the service of the King of Qin, he wanted to take the imperial examination and become an official, so he made a good deal with Wei Xuan." Ling Jing said softly: "And after taking the examination, Huairen visited Wei Ting and Wei Zheng several times."
Ma Zhou added: "And Du Ruhui was a confidant of the King of Qin, but he didn't know the inside story of Huairen's life experience."
"The King of Qin will definitely not be suspicious, but Du Ruhui may not be suspicious." Ling Jing agreed with this view.
All in all, in Du Ruhui's opinion, there is a possibility that Li Shan would join Dong Palace.
Li Shan rubbed his eyebrows vigorously and said with a wry smile: "But it still doesn't make sense."
"This matter seems to only involve Yu Huchun, but in fact it is mysterious."
"Who is Du Ruhui?"
"The talent of Wang Zuo!"
"Threatening someone with this method is really not a good method!"
"Seizing people's property by secret means... Does Du Ruhui like things so much?"
"Speaking of it, I did have a minor dispute with Du Ruhui back then, but the feud has been settled long ago. Du He visited Zhujiagou many times, and we always get together..."
This incident was too strange, but Li Shan believed that Du Chuke's sudden appearance today and his reckless mention of Yu Huchun... were definitely not coincidences.
At this time, Ling Jing sighed, "Huairen guessed wrong."
"Um?"
"Du Chuke is a descendant of the Du family in Jingzhao, and it may not be Du Ruhui behind him."
"There is also a descendant of the Du family in the lineage of King Qin, Du Yan, Du Ruhui's uncle."