The Legend of Rebirth of the Demon Empress

Chapter 268 Fame
Thinking of his daughter, Lin Yuanzhi felt bad, and even felt that this poetry meeting was meaningless.

He glanced at Wufeng Tower again, and vaguely heard the emperor's hearty smile: "You girl, you just know how to talk!"

Lin Yuanzhi felt inexplicably sour in his heart, and looked in Lin Zisu's direction, only to hear Lin Zisu smile and say, "Your Majesty, my servant is just telling the truth."

The emperor immediately laughed, followed by the echoes of the courtiers.

In the midst of singing and dancing, the night gradually shrouded, and Guanglu Temple greeted people and lit up beautiful lanterns.

The light and shadow interlaced, illuminating the large open space in front of the Meridian Gate as if it were daytime.

This kind of grand meeting is only once a year, not only the participants are honored, but also attracted the crowds of the people in Beijing.

Amidst the hustle and bustle of people, the emperor stood up and raised his wine glass towards the downstairs of Wufeng Tower.

"Thanks to the help of all the ministers and workers, and the unity of the people, the prosperity of our Dayan began. It coincides with the Mid-Autumn Festival, and we should raise our glasses together, and bless our Dayan to enjoy the peace of the world!"

Listening to the prayers of all the officials, the emperor drank three glasses of wine, and then the extremely princes took turns to toast the emperor.

An emperor opened the door, and a group of officials in front of the Meridian Gate also toasted their neighbors to express their respect.

Amidst the sound of toasts and cups, Cao Shouli led several people up to the Wufeng Building and introduced them to the emperor.

The visitors were Yuan Zhan, the third prince of Beidi, and Turut Wanhu.

Yuan Zhan is in his 30s, with a fair complexion, a Taoist robe, a purple gold crown on his head, and a jade belt around his waist. He is no different from an ordinary rich man.

Turut looks like an ordinary Beidi person. He is tall and strong, with a fleshy face, a beard covering half of his face, and an extremely obvious scar at the corner of his eye.

Yuan Zhan is the younger brother of the mother of Yuan Bolu, the Great Khan of Beidi, and Turut is a fierce general of Beidi, and has great prestige in the Beidi army.Being able to send such a person for peace talks shows Yuan Bolu's sincerity.

The two bent slightly towards the emperor, and then straightened up.Yuan Zhan took a step forward and said, "Bei Di Yuan Zhan, bring my sweat blessings, and wish His Majesty the Emperor of Dayan Kingdom good fortune forever!"

The emperor was in high spirits, and after listening to Yuan Zhan's words, he said with a smile: "The third prince has come from a long way, is the journey safe?"

"Thanks to His Majesty's care, this king really likes the prosperity of Dayan."

With a smile on his face, Yuan Zhan exchanged some polite words with the emperor, followed Cao Shouli's guidance, and sat in the crowd with Turut.

After the wine was half drunk, at the time of You, a full moon rose and hung on the eaves of the east palace.

The Mid-Autumn Poetry Meeting started as scheduled. First, Qian Minzhong, Minister of the Ministry of Rites, read the emperor's imperial decree on the stage, and Fan Zhen, a priest of the Hanlin, read a beautiful parallel essay.

Fan Zhen is a well-known Confucianist in the world, and his name can be said to be resounding all over the country.

His article was short and concise, but only a few hundred words, but it aroused unanimous applause from the scholars present.

Amid the applause, more than a dozen people dressed as Confucian scholars stepped onto the stage, each found a desk, and began to write poems.

More than a dozen people, old and young, are all well-known talents in Dayan, and they have been preparing for this poetry meeting for more than a month, and they all write like a god.

The first one to finish writing was Zhang Qigongzi Zhang Yuanlin, but the first one to be mentioned was Guo Zijian’s Jijiu Master Guo.

Mr. Guo was over [-] years old, and he wrote a poem eulogizing the saint. The lines of the poem were smooth and smooth, and few scholars were interested, but the officials in the audience applauded.

Since Mr. Guo, there have been two consecutive poems, both of which are eulogy works written in Guange style.

The three capitals in a row had the same content, not only did the people below see it in dismay, even the emperor frowned.

Yuan Zhan sat on the lower head of the emperor, always paying attention to the movement downstairs. After listening to a few poems, he cupped his hands and smiled at the emperor: "Your Majesty, I heard that Dayan Wenhua is beautiful, and Xiao Wang has always admired it. Lord Qian also Tell Xiao Wang that tonight's Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Contest is full of talented scholars, and it is worth watching. Xiao Wang has little talent and learning, and I don't know which adult can point Xiao Wang, what are the advantages of these few poems just now?"

A trace of embarrassment flashed across the emperor's face. The poems praising the saints were placed at the top, presumably it was arranged by the Ministry of Rites.

The emperor looked at Qian Minzhong with displeasure. Qian Minzhong smiled and said, "Tonight's poetry meeting will be more than these few poems. Third Prince, let's read on. The fun is yet to come!"

As Qian Minzhong was talking, he gave a wink to an eunuch beside him, and the eunuch understood, and walked down the Wufeng Building with a "drum, pedal", presumably to pass on Qian Minzhong's instructions.

Yuan Zhan just didn't see it, opened the folding fan in his hand and shook it gently.

At this time, the poems written by Zhang Qigong, Zhang Yuanlin, were displayed. He wrote wild cursive, a five-character quatrain without adding points, and wrote it heartily.

Two book boys raised Zhang Yuanlin's calligraphy and stood on the stage to show it in four directions.

This piece of writing is really a dragon and snake, unrestrained and uninhibited, which makes people pleasing to the eye after seeing it.After Zhang Yuanlin chanted, there were bursts of exclamations from the audience.

"This poem is just like the words!"

Yuan Zhan stopped the folding fan in his hand, pointed at Zhang Yuanlin and said with a smile: "Lord Qian, this young master is quite talented, what official position is he in the Dayan Dynasty?"

"You mean Zhang Yuanlin?"

With Yuan Zhan's praise, Qian Minzhong felt a bit more face, and smiled with his beard: "Mr. Zhang Qi has always been obsessed with academics, and has not yet thought of becoming an official."

Yuan Zhan picked up the folding fan and knocked it casually in the palm of his hand a few times, sighing: "What a pity! What a pity! If it were in Beidi, such a talent would have already been at the top of the court, how could he be allowed to wander in the countryside? "

Hearing the sarcasm in Yuan Zhan's words, the smile on Qian Minzhong's face froze immediately, he didn't want to continue talking, so he changed the subject immediately.

Yuan Zhan didn't intend to continue talking, so he continued to read.

Presumably, Qian Minzhong's greeting just now had an effect, and the following poems were written in response to the occasion.

However, what these people prepared were all verses of eulogy, and they were written in a hurry, there is really nothing ingenious at all.

Yuan Zhan chuckled a few more times, and said, "It's hard to be worthy of a great reputation. It seems that Zhang Yuanlin is the only one who can do it at the Zhongqiu Poetry Fair tonight."

Beidi has always been regarded by Dayan as a country of barbarians, and being ridiculed by a Beidi person like this, everyone on Dayan's side felt a little embarrassed.

Qian Minzhong was still thinking about how to fight back, the third prince Xie Hui stood out from among the princes, and said loudly: "The third prince's statement is absurd. In my Dayan, I have always valued the cultivation of poetry and prose. Children, women and children in the deep house can also recite casually."

"is it?"

Seeing Xie Hui's extraordinary appearance, Yuan Zhan sized him up carefully, and said with a smile, "It's good to see him."

Xie Hui took this opportunity and said to the emperor: "Father, that Miss Qin is famous far and wide, may I have a try?"

(End of this chapter)