That day at the Yafeng Poetry Meeting, all the young scholars from Daliang who participated in the poetry meeting finally had a preliminary understanding of the eighth prince Zhao Hongrun.
To say that he is arrogant and arrogant, Zhao Hongrun has always been humble. Like the sixth prince Zhao Hongzhao, he is not a person who puts on princely airs. He is approachable and can chat well with the scholars at the poetry meeting; but if we say that he is humble, , be polite, once His Highness the Eighth Prince gets angry, he will show his sharp edge, as if he will not give up until he humiliates you severely. The scholar He Song, who has always been embarrassed in this poetry meeting, is a lesson learned from the past.
They had to admit that His Highness the Eighth Prince was indeed a naughty prince with an eccentric temperament as rumored, but it was undeniable that if they did not offend him, His Highness the Eighth Prince would still be quite easy to talk to.
After realizing this, the scholars at the banquet gradually became less restrained and continued to drink, compose poems, or play music and sing as they always did at poetry gatherings. What surprised Zhao Hongrun was that this group of people in his impression only Scholars who know how to talk eloquently are not completely impractical. They will also comment on the pros and cons of various government affairs. However, these people are either just scholars who have not yet embarked on an official career, or they are clerks in the Imperial Academy like He Xinxian. He is a humble official in the history of history, and his words are trivial.
However, it is undeniable that these scholars are also ambitious people.
It's a pity that Brother Sixth Emperor is not interested in the throne, otherwise... these scholars from the Yafeng Poetry Society will definitely be his helping hands in the future!
Zhao Hongrun, who secretly observed the members of the Yafeng Poetry Club, felt a little regretful in his heart. Although he did not know the level of Donggong's accomplices and staff, he thought that those former members of Donggong's former team could assist Prince Hongli in compiling a book. The new book, I think, is pretty good, but even so, Zhao Hongrun still feels that the level of the members of Liuhuang Brother's Yafeng Poetry Club should be on the same level as that of the Donggong team, but the talents of these scholars are still limited. Focused on theory and lack of practical experience.
But thinking about the families behind these scholars, it is not difficult to guess the energy that the Yafeng Poetry Society can embody. It is a pity that the sixth prince Zhao Hongzhao only regarded the Yafeng Poetry Society as a gathering of scholars with the same hobbies. I have no intention of relying on the strength of these partners to compete for the throne.
This can't help but make Zhao Hongrun feel a little regretful. After all, in his mind, King Yong Hongyu and Hongzhao, the brother of the Sixth Emperor, seem to be the candidates for the crown prince who can make the Wei Dynasty rich and powerful.
Speaking of which, it was also his first time to participate in the Yafeng Poetry Society. Zhao Hongrun's focus was on the literary standards and family backgrounds of the members of the poetry society, while Princess Yulong apparently simply admired the literary talent of these scholars of similar age.
Although the princesses of the Wei Dynasty are also required to be well-educated and know how to read, write, play music, chess, calligraphy and painting, compared to the young scholars like the Yafeng Poetry Society who already regard music, chess, calligraphy and painting as entertainment, Princess Yulong's level is obviously higher. inferior to the first line.
After all, the members of the Yafeng Poetry Society are the best among the many powerful and famous sons in Daliang, Chendu. Unless they have outstanding literary talents and good moral character, they cannot be invited.
Even He Song, the grandson of He Mei, Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, who was tricked by Zhao Hongrun, did not have a seizure under Zhao Hongrun's half-teaching and half-joking suppression. Although looking at the expression on this son's face, he still seemed a little unconvinced. He felt angry because some of the heretical questions were making things difficult for him.
But what left Zhao Hongrun speechless was that although He Song was not convinced by him, he was quite polite to Princess Yulong who had the courage to express her opinions on certain topics, even if Princess Yulong had something to say. There was a deviation, and I didn’t see this guy jumping out to find fault.
Well, to be precise, it's not just He Song. It should be said that the members of the Yafeng Poetry Club present are generally quite tolerant of Princess Yulong. Even if they hear something from Princess Yulong's point of view, they will only remind her in a subtle way. , corrected him pleasantly, especially that He Song, who was completely different from how he treated Zhao Hongrun.
This kind of differential treatment made Zhao Hongrun roll his eyes fiercely, but seeing that Princess Yulong seemed very happy, he didn't bother to argue with these people.
Same sex repels and opposite sex attracts each other, obviously these people are magnets.
Because the Yafeng Poetry Club would last until around 4:00 p.m., Zhao Hongrun got up and said goodbye at dusk, preparing to send Princess Yulong back to Yuqiong Pavilion.
Scholars like He Xinxian, Yang Chu, and He Song seemed a little regretful, but they all understood that after all, the princess of Wei was subject to much stricter control than the princes, and they secretly came to join them like this. The Yafeng Poetry Club is already quite a bit out of the ordinary, so we can’t force anything more.
However, seeing this group of people secretly inviting Princess Yulong to come back to participate in the poetry meeting next month, Zhao Hongrun couldn't help but feel speechless, thinking that this was simply a naked differential treatment.
Zongwei Shen Yu and others came out of the side hall burping from wine. It was obvious that when Zhao Hongrun and Princess Yulong were attending the poetry meeting in the front hall, this group of people must have been fighting with the Zongwei of the Sixth Prince Hongzhao in the side hall. They drank in the palace, and everyone's face was red and full of energy. They didn't know how much they drank.
On the way to send Princess Yulong back to Yuqiong Pavilion, Zhao Hongrun saw that she seemed very happy, so he asked curiously: "How do you feel about Brother Huang's Yafeng Poetry Club?"
"They are all young talents from our great Wei Dynasty!" Princess Yulong praised sincerely. Perhaps she is the most talented among her sisters, but compared to those scholars who come from scholarly families, she is obviously still A bit inferior.
This poetry meeting obviously made Princess Yulong understand the gap between her and the men of similar age.
"It would be great if I could hold a similar poetry party..." Princess Yulong said regretfully.
She couldn't help but feel regretful. After all, princesses were subject to much stricter control than princes. How could they, like the sixth prince Zhao Hongzhao, invite ladies from scholarly families in the capital? Not to mention that the rules in the palace did not allow it. , the families of those talented and educated women will not allow it.
However, Zhao Hongrun obviously would not throw cold water on her. He deliberately said in an exaggerated tone: "Sister Huang is very ambitious. Why, are you planning to invite all the talented women in the capital to Yuqiong Pavilion?... If Sister Huang is true, It's done, but don't forget to call me, I also want to meet the rich ladies of my capital."
Although she knew that this matter was impossible, Princess Yulong felt much better after hearing Zhao Hongrun's exaggerated tone. She pouted her lips and said deliberately: "Look at your appearance!... Okay, I'll be the first one to call you when the time comes. you."
"Then we've made an appointment."
"whee."
While talking and laughing, Zhao Hongrun sent Princess Yulong back to Yuqiong Pavilion.
He didn't stay in Yuqiong Pavilion for long before he prepared to go to Ningxiang Palace. Because he was running so hard in and out of the palace these days, the time to go to Ningxiang Palace was obviously much less. Therefore, his mother-in-law Shen Shufei ordered him to go to Ningxiang Palace for a few days.
He had to go to Ningxiang Palace to eat on the same day, and his younger brother Hongxuan also suffered this unreasonable disaster.
However, when Zhao Hongrun came out of Yuqiong Pavilion, he was very surprised to meet someone, that was the eunuch beside his father, Tong Xian.
From a distance, he saw Tong Xian and two young eunuchs standing on the road that Zhao Hongrun must pass. Zhao Hongrun was a little surprised, because logically speaking, Tong Xian should never leave his father, Emperor Wei.
"Eunuch Tong?"
Zhao Hongrun took the initiative to salute Tong Xian. After all, he was the eunuch beside the Emperor of Wei, and Zhao Hongrun did not want to offend him easily.
However, what surprised Zhao Hongrun was that Tong Xian's face was full of solemnity at this time.
"What's wrong?" Zhao Hongrun asked curiously.
"You two are waiting here." Tong Xian turned around and gave instructions to the two young eunuchs beside him. He raised his hand and whispered to Zhao Hongrun: "Your Highness, the Eighth Prince, please move forward and elaborate."
What's going on so mysteriously?
Zhao Hongrun was puzzled, so he ordered the imperial guards to wait where they were, and followed Tong Xian to the nearest garden.
After walking for about dozens of steps, Tong Xian stopped. He looked around and saw no one around, so he asked in a low voice: "Your Highness, I dare to ask your Highness, what have you been doing these days?"
But Princess Yulong of Yuqiong Pavilion is very close?"
Zhao Hongrun frowned when he heard this and said with some displeasure: "What do you mean, Eunuch Tong?"
Tong Xian obviously saw the displeasure on Zhao Hongrun's face, and quickly waved his hand and explained: "Old slave, I have no other meaning. I just advise Your Highness not to get too close to Princess Yulong... This is old slave.
Advice to His Highness."
"What do you mean?" Zhao Hongrun frowned even more tightly.
Seeing this, Tong Xian sighed and said to Zhao Hongrun in a low voice: "Your Highness is the prince whom Your Majesty values more and more, and this old slave will definitely not harm His Highness... Regardless of whether His Highness secretly took Yulong out of the palace on the Dragon Boat Festival, or whether His Highness took Yulong out of the palace today."
When Princess Yulong went to Yafeng Pavilion to participate in the Yafeng Poetry Festival, the old slaves covered it up for His Highness, but paper can’t keep the flames out. Even the old slaves can’t keep covering up for His Highness..."
After saying that, Tong Xian bowed to Zhao Hongrun and returned the way he came.
Looking at the leaving figure of the palace eunuch, Zhao Hongrun couldn't help but frown. He didn't expect that his arrangements were so well arranged, but the fact that he took Princess Yulong out of the palace privately was still handled by the eunuch's ceremonial officer.
Eunuch Bingbi found out.
This is not good...
Zhao Hongrun exhaled slightly.
To be fair, if it was just him, he would not be afraid that his father would find out about the incident, but this matter involved Princess Yulong, which would inevitably make him take offense. He did not want Princess Yulong to be punished because of him.
The next day, Zhao Hongrun visited Yuqiong Pavilion again and told Princess Yulong about the matter.
Originally Princess Yulong was very happy to see Zhao Hongrun, but when she heard about this incident, she was immediately frightened and turned pale.
Originally she was still expecting Zhao Hongrun to take her to the Yafeng Poetry Festival next month, but now she didn't dare to go anywhere and could only stay in Yuqiong Pavilion, no longer daring to expect anything.
So, waiting for the Yafeng Poetry Festival on the seventh day of July, Zhao Hongrun could only rush to Yafeng Pavilion alone.
ps: To make up for the update from the book friend "Hello, 靇黻绻". Some people say that the questions are bad? Well, in fact, these questions are said to be test questions from a foreign university. Except for the last one, if you say it is bad, I don't care~
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