Jia Changchao arrived with Zhao Zongyi. When they entered the middle hall, even Yan Shu had already sat down.
One after another, people would come over to say hello to Sun Fu. It seemed that Sun Fu was really quite famous in Shilin.
It was so hard for Zhao Xi that every time someone came over, he had to stand up and salute, which was a bit like a toast in later generations.
Finally able to sit down with peace of mind, Zhao Xi discovered that except for those in charge, all the other small tables looked like Sun Fu, with a child.
It seems that he is really no more than ten years old, but he seems to be considered young. Even though he has grown rapidly in the past few months, he is still considered young in the current writing scene.
It’s a special event for children, so snacks are of course indispensable on the small table.
Zhao Xi has always followed the Queen's wishes when it comes to eating, and has never eaten anything in the market.
Therefore, he concentrated on tasting Da Song's dim sum at this time.
"Dear lords, this banquet is specially designed for children's heroes. The so-called children's heroes are children who have not yet reached kindergarten."
"Therefore, I would like to apologize for the fact that all of you are here to accompany me to the banquet today. At the same time, the appearance of young talents can also show the youth of our future."
"Since he is a hero, he should be outstanding. Although children are not good at poetry, there is Sima Junshi who can write at the age of ten, and there is Jinxi Zhongyong who recited poetry at the age of six. The young boy who is having a banquet today is unwilling to die."
"Today can be considered a day of fun. There are three categories of topics: poetry, dialogue, and fun."
Just because Sun Fu didn't pay attention to the disputes in the court didn't mean that he was stupid.
In the Jia Chang Dynasty, when Xianggong Jia finished speaking, he had already understood. This banquet was probably specially set up for Prince E, and the purpose was not to make the prince famous...
He looked at Jia Changchao...the teasing look in his eyes told him that he had been fooled.
Not just him, everyone who knew who Sun Fu's disciple was understood it.
Fu Bi showed signs of getting up and was pulled by Han Qi. Fan Zhongyan was also pulled by Du Yan.
"Yan Guo, why?"
Yan Shu, a wealthy man from Bi Taishan, saw his son-in-law acting like this and asked him what happened.
"Going back to my father-in-law, the children Sun Fu is bringing are Prince E, and the person who is organizing this banquet is Prince Pu's son."
"this……"
Yan Shu only knows rich words and is a good old man, but it does not mean that he has no court acumen.
What should I do?
In the past few months, Prince E has gained a certain reputation both among the people and among scholars. He is still only a three-year-old boy. With such a reputation, there will be no surprises in Datong in the future.
Even those who originally clamored for the official to establish the crown prince as soon as possible have stopped during this period, and the wind has even completely turned towards Prince E.
The fact that the thirteenth son of King Pu was once adopted by an official family seems to be forgotten.
This... this is definitely not to make King E famous. The purpose is self-evident. Using the Tong Ying Banquet to recruit smart children from all over the country, prepare good poems, compete and play, to prove that it is not unusual for Prince E to be like this, and even for publicity
Prince E's clever husband-in-law also has the intention of attacking from the side.
"Leave the table?"
Yan Shu's temperament meant that he didn't want to play with them. Even if he excused himself from the meeting, no one would say anything.
"Let's take a look. The servants here are all close servants of the Imperial City Secretary, so there won't be any big problems."
Taishan can leave the table, but Fubi can't. Leaving means guilty. We can only place our hope on Prince E himself. His father... that's all he will do if he knows.
Zhao Xi concentrated on these snacks and tried them all, but they were really not good. Even though he didn't like snacks, he had tasted them all. These exquisite-looking snacks would never be on the table in future generations.
He didn't worry about what happened in the hall at all. As for Jia Xianggong's white call, he didn't seem to listen.
"Rixi, I'm afraid Mingfu will drag you down during today's banquet."
"Sir, why do you say this? Even if the snacks are not palatable, I can still see the scholars reciting poems."
"This banquet was set up for young children, and scholars did not participate. Whether it was poetry or playing, all the children present were in charge. The Ming Dynasty focused on the meaning of the classics, and the poetry process was not good at all, and I never taught you the art of poetry."
What do you mean? Child's play? Zhao Xi was stunned. It's not necessary. Isn't it about state affairs? Why are these people playing with their children when they are idle?
"Who takes care of it?"
"Zhao Zongyi, the eldest son of Prince Pu."
Zhao Xi understood that this was what happened. The little baby's eyes narrowed... He was so determined not to give up.
"What's the title?"
It's impossible to leave, so let's see how these grandchildren want to play.
"Poetry, dialogue, and play."
These three things? It’s definitely okay to play with oneself... No! It seems that people in the public hear about their own play. Even in the Shilin, except for those in the Secretariat, I am afraid they also know about their own play.
In other words, the so-called fun at today's banquet is specially prepared for yourself.
Huang Yuxi... can be said in a nutshell.
Damn you! What a trap? Come on then.
Zhao Xi once had the dream of being a literary youth, and had a notebook full of poems when he was in school. But now, he knows that the three heroes of the Su family have not yet become famous, Zeng Gong has not heard of them, and Wang Anshi is only a minor official.
Among the eight great families, except for the former dynasty, Ouyang Xiu is also present.
Then there is Yan Shu. As for the others, Zhao Xi has not heard of anyone who will be famous for his poetry in later generations.
"My dear sages, since we are mainly young children, we naturally comply with the habits of young children, so we start with playing, and start with the Luban Suo and the Nine Links that have been spread recently because of the wisdom of our dynasty Prince E."
So much trouble! Zhao Xi saw that the trays brought by the servants were all carefully made with nine-link copper rings and mahogany Luban locks... It seemed that a lot of effort had been put into this game.
It's so vicious! Zhao Xi already understood that even if he was now called Zhao Rixi, everyone present, except the children, would probably know that he was Zhao Xi.
First let go of what you are good at and lift yourself up high, then play poetry and couplets and fall down hard!
Play well and be very high!
"Rixi..."
"Sir, it's okay."
Zhao Xi didn't prepare to leave any gaps. Since he was prepared, he would naturally arrange for someone to slap him.
If you don't leave any room, you will be incited. It's better to just incite them.
At this time, Zhao Zhen was accompanying Empress Cao in Ciming Palace. People came in from time to time to report, and he could always know every moment of the changes in Zishan Hall.
"Is what you said true?"
"Back at the official house, it's true. There are three categories of topics for the banquet, poetry, dialogue and play. The play is arranged first, and the Nine Links and Luban Suo are popular because of the prince."
The servant looked excited when reporting. It was no problem for the prince to take the lead. After all, I haven't heard that the child could solve the Nine Links. Even if the scholars solved it, it would be something worth showing off.
"Guan family, go and call Xi'er back!"
Empress Cao figured out the evil nature of it in an instant.
How could a woman born into a noble family not see through the fishy things?
"Sage, what if we call back Xi'er? It's a foregone conclusion. Why is it like this?"
Alas! With such a temper, Empress Cao looked at her man... She should worry about Xi'er. After today, her reputation among the people and even scholars these days may be called a playful prince.