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Chapter 136 Poetry Madman

In Tang Ning's room in Hongxiu Pavilion, Li Tianlan put down one of his policy papers and said: "During this period, you have indeed made great progress. If you can maintain this level above the provincial examination, even if the article cannot add color to your policy papers.

, but it won’t lead to being called bullshit.”

It is necessary to make progress. Otherwise, during those two months, Zhong Yi would tutor him in the room until late at night every day. Wouldn't it be a waste of time?

"Your ten Shangyuan poems have been spread in the capital." Li Tianlan looked at him and suddenly asked: "Do you know what people outside call you?"

Tangning was stunned for a moment and said uncertainly: "Poetry Immortal?"

Li Tianlan glanced at him: "Is your surname Li Taibai?"

Tangning thought for a moment and asked, "Isn't he the Poet Saint?"

Li Tianlan looked at him and said, "They call you Poetry Madman."

Tangning's expression was stunned.

Li Bai is known as the Immortal of Poetry, Du Fu is known as the Saint of Poetry, Wang Wei is honored as the Buddha of Poetry, and Bai Juyi's "Poetry Demon" may not sound as elegant as the first three, but after all, it is still an honorific title, right?

What the hell is Poetry Maniac? How come it is only two words for others, but it becomes three words for him.

"They say that although you have poetic talent, you write poetry just for the sake of writing poetry. The content and artistic conception of the poem are just imagined..."

"They also said that your behavior is degrading and not conducive to the development of poetry."

"They say only madmen write poetry like this."



Li Tianlan helped him with policy making while telling him what he saw on the road.

Jealousy, this is naked jealousy.

Tang Ning didn't even bother to explain that Wen Tingyun's good writing about boudoir love does not mean that she must be a woman. Ouyang Xiu can control both boldness and elegance, and has achieved extremely high achievements in both styles of poetry. Who said that poetry must reflect oneself? He described

Isn't it okay for a general who has been fighting for many years to reflect a poor woman who misses her late husband?

If you want to write about a woman's love affair, you must first practice the Sunflower Manual and the Sword Manual to ward off evil spirits?

If you want to write about border wars, you have to go into battle and kill the enemy yourself?

Xiao Jue is a young boy, but when it comes to the secrets in the brothel, isn't he like a seasoned expert in flowers?

By the same token, he only showed off a small part of the splendid Chinese civilization behind him. Why do they call him crazy?

He looked at Li Tianlan and said angrily: "They have gone too far!"

Li Tianlan shook his head and said, "I think 'Poetry Madman' is quite suitable for you."

Tangning looked at her, frowned and said, "Are you the one who talks like that? Or are you no longer brothers?"



A royal palace, a deep palace somewhere.

Emperor Chen put down a letter and murmured: "The Emperor of Chu sent someone to send an urgent report. Those guys on the grassland are restless again."

"Your Majesty, don't worry." A voice came from behind him and said, "Yunzhou has hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers stationed all year round. Those barbarians can't cause any trouble."

"Those who underestimated that group of barbarians will suffer a big loss in the end." Emperor Chen shook his head and said: "But fortunately, those group of barbarians are not peaceful. Some people like me can't sleep. I heard that Emperor Chu has been in poor health in recent days.

It’s not very good, I don’t know if it’s true or not…”

He put down the zhezi in his hand, stretched, shook his head and said, "That's all, don't talk about it. Wei Jian, tell me if there is anything interesting happening in the capital these days."

Eunuch Wei thought for a while and said, "Your Majesty, Tang Ning has come to Beijing."

"Tang Ning?" Chen Huang thought for a while and asked, "This name sounds familiar. Who is he?"

Eunuch Wei coughed slightly and reminded: "Your Majesty, this Tang Jieyuan has saved five hundred thousand taels of silver for the national treasury since the beginning of this year. You also rewarded him with a jade belt."

A look of surprise appeared on Chen Huang's face: "It turns out to be him!"

He looked at Wei Jian and asked, "The provincial examination is about to begin. Naturally, he has to come to Beijing to take the examination. What is this interesting thing?"

"Your Majesty, you don't know something." Wei Jian smiled and said, "There was a poetry meeting in Beijing yesterday, and Tang Jieyuan also participated. Your Majesty, what do you think happened to him?"

Chen Huang thought for a while and said: "I remember that he wrote good poems. Why, could it be that he wrote another good poem last night? Is this the interesting thing you said?"

Wei Jian smiled and said: "Of course one poem is not an interesting thing. Last night he wrote ten poems in total. Those ten poems are all the top ten poems judged by Jingzhong during this Lantern Festival."

Chen Huang was surprised and said: "The top ten are actually occupied by him alone?"

Wei Jian said: "It is said that the cause was Tang Qi, the young master of the Tang family. Before the Lantern Festival, he sent people to buy ten poems, hoping to win the first place in one fell swoop. Later, Tang Jieyuan wrote ten poems by himself, allowing Tang

Your Excellency's young master has not even had one poem on the list, and has become the laughing stock of the capital... This Tang Jieyuan is probably not someone who is easily bullied, and because of the poems he wrote, people outside call him a poetry madman."

"So, this man's poetic talent should be unique in the world." Emperor Chen nodded and said, "I would like to see what poems he wrote last night."

Wei Jian bowed and said, "Slave, let someone get it right now."

Not long after, a pamphlet appeared in Chen Huang's hand.

After he flipped through it, the expression on his face began to become strange. He put down the booklet after a long time and couldn't help but said: "Only the wrong name, not the wrong nickname. The Poetry Maniac really deserves his reputation. This Tangning, really

He... is really a talent."

Wei Jian smiled and said: "I wonder how he will perform in this provincial examination..."

"I'm a little envious of him." Emperor Chen looked out of the palace and said, "Thousands of years later, the world may remember him because of these poems, but they may not remember me..."

Wei Jian hurriedly took a step forward and said: "Your Majesty's literary and military skills are as good as those of the Tang Dynasty and Song Dynasty. It is precisely because of the prosperous times under your rule that there are talents like Tang Jieyuan. The world will naturally remember your Majesty...

"

"That's all, I can't even care about the things in front of me, how can I care about the things behind me..." Chen Huang waved his hand and asked: "How is Concubine Shu's health? Is she feeling better?"

Wei Jian bowed and said: "Your Majesty, don't worry, the imperial doctor went to see you yesterday and said that Concubine Shu's illness is not serious. She can just take a few medicines and rest for a few days..."

"That's good." Emperor Chen nodded and said, "Come with me to see Concubine Shu."

Wei Jian raised his head and said loudly: "Your Majesty, take off!"

Tang family.

A woman named Tang Shui quietly walked into a certain courtyard, closed the courtyard door, walked quickly into a room, looked at the woman in the room, and said happily: "Sister-in-law, I found him again."

"Sister-in-law, you must not have guessed what happened last night." The woman held her hand and said, "In a few days, everyone in the capital will know his name... Humph, those people outside actually said that he

It’s poetry lunatics, they are all jealous!”

The woman held her hand and asked hurriedly: "What happened last night?"

Tang Shui said with a smile: "Last night at the Lantern Festival Poetry Festival in Tiantianju..."

She shook her head with some pity and said: "If I had known that I would have gone to Tianranju last night, but it doesn't matter, I have found out clearly that he lives in Hongxiu Pavilion. No wonder I searched all the inns in the capital and couldn't find him.

find him."

After the woman heard what he said, a look of relief appeared on her face, but she was more worried.

She looked at the young woman in front of her and said, "Shui'er, I want to ask you something."

The woman knew what she was thinking, and nodded: "Don't worry, sister-in-law, I won't disturb him, and I won't let anyone bully him..."



Xiao Jue did not disturb him in the morning, and Li Tianlan stayed in his room for an hour before leaving.

Tangning walked downstairs and saw a waiter from Hongxiu Pavilion carrying a bag and seemed to be going out. Shopkeeper Xu was telling him something.

"Where are we going?" Tangning asked casually.

Shopkeeper Xu smiled and said, "He has something to do and has to go to Lingzhou."

Tangning was stunned and said, "Just in time, help me bring a letter back and deliver it to Magistrate Zhong's Mansion..."


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