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Chapter 145
"At the age of 16, he has become a famous poet for a generation, and he has been alone for a hundred years? This..."

"Thank you for what you said..."

"Look at his poems first, then talk..."

Later, I heard Uncle Xie Fang roughly talk about the matter of Xuande Hall, stating that the man went north to make meritorious service, and bluntly said that the dismissal of the Prime Minister was related to this matter.However, even though he has lost his aspect, he still appreciates the other party's poems.

Before the poems were published, many people praised Uncle Fang for his integrity.

"Thank you for your open mind, how many are comparable in this world?"

"As expected of a prime minister who can hold a boat in his stomach..."

Only Jiang Wanli heard this, heaved a long sigh in his heart, and said to himself: "Uncle Xie Fang is good in everything, but he only cares about personal grievances."

How could he not see it?This is completely flattery.

With Jiang Wanli's attainments, he could tell at a glance that the five poems could never have been written by Li Xia.Don't mention anything else, just look at the style and handwriting of the words.

Now he is praised by Uncle Xie Fang, and it is all on that kid's head. As much praise today, there will be ten times the condemnation tomorrow.

The way of poetry, without real talent and learning, how many days can you hide it?

There must be countless literati who refuse to accept the comment that is the best in the world, and will attack it sooner or later.

In addition to the work of going north, when the story of Li Xia's party attachment to treacherous officials spreads, no matter how much meritorious service he has, he will become as much a crime.

Once the reputation is ruined, scholars will not tolerate it, and the future is over.

……

Tang An'an's mind was in a mess.

Her appearance is slightly better than Ji Xixi's, and Hu Zhen has high hopes for her, hoping that she will be famous in Lin'an today.

But before he could speak, the focus of everyone in the entire literary society had completely shifted to other places.

After she tuned the piano, she didn't sing for a while, and it didn't matter if she didn't sing.

Finally, she saw that Uncle Xie Fang ordered someone to bring out some papers of poems.

Wenhui suddenly became noisy.

Literati and scholars got up one after another and gathered in groups to discuss.

Someone came up to the stage holding poems and asked, "How about asking Tang Xingshou to sing these new poems?"

"it is good……"

Tang An'an had just received the paper before reading it, when suddenly another name fell into her ears.

She looked back and saw Uncle Xie Fang stroking his beard and smiling.

"His name is Li Xia..."

Tang Anan froze, her ears buzzing.

"So many masterpieces have been handed down at this age..."

"He was framed by someone, and the three government offices did not investigate for a while, implicating Mr. Xie..."

"Li Xia indirectly caused Xie Gong to go to the prime minister, and Xie Gong admired him very much..."

"And the fact that he went north to make meritorious service, it's really amazing..."

"Liu Zheng was brave enough to win Xinyang, and Li Xia entered Bianliang bravely. Both of them can follow the courage of Lord Jiaxuan. It's a pity that Liu Zheng lost his literary talent. Only Li Xia can be literary and martial. He can really be compared to Lord Jiaxuan in the future..."

"In terms of merit, you can't compare with Lord Jiaxuan. But when Lord Jiaxuan charged tens of thousands of enemy camps with fifty horsemen and beheaded rebels, he was already twenty and two years old, and Li Xia was only sixteen..."

"Huimeng, Huimeng, you only lost him in Ci, and Wu Yong even lost him..."

"I am convinced, I only wish to see Li Xia..."

Everyone was saying "Li Xia", and the name kept pouring into Tang An'an's mind. Her slender hand on the strings suddenly trembled, and the piano sounded with a "Lang".

Tang An'an was in a state of confusion, froze for a moment, and began to sing...

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at dusk.

Li Xia got up and went to Ding's mansion to have a banquet.

Gao Changshou and Gao Mingyue had already familiarized themselves with the terrain in Yujie, and were about to assassinate Sun Yingzhi.

The Gushan Literary Society has been disbanded, and the literati boarded the boat and returned by boat, still talking about the five handed down poems...

~~
Hu Zhen took the girls across the West Lake and returned to Fenglian Tower.

She had mixed feelings in her heart.

After Jinke Chunwei, she set her sights on Jiang Wanli and these disciples, the famous Bailuzhou Academy with a list of forty scholars.

In order to be able to stand out at today's essay meeting, she has been busy for more than four months.

But the name best remembered today is another.

Li Xia.

Tang An'an was lucky, and he was able to become an embellishment because he sang his lyrics.

And no matter how outstanding Ji Xixi's performance was in the past, no one would mention her again.

Whether the harvest is more or less than expected, Hu Zhen has no way to think about it.

What she thought of was that Li Xia had been to Fenglian Building at noon, "Li Yong's son is incompetent, he has a small belly" she still remembered what she said...

Hu Zhen was in no mood to talk to Tang An'an and Ji Xixi, and dismissed these two acting prostitutes.

She left a few sex prostitutes to accompany her, asked for a while, and took notes with her own hands.

After that, she moved into a wing.

Sitting in the room was a middle-aged man with a white face and beardless.

He was dressed luxuriously and tidied up very cleanly, with a graceful but flattering expression on his face, which looked weird.

Hu Zhen gave a salute and said, "Master Guan."

Guan De put down his teacup and asked, "How? What did those sour Confucians say? But are you slandering a high official again?"

His voice was thin, as if it hadn't been altered.

Hu Zhen said: "It is full of slander."

"Confucianists hate it the most. Zhu Xi even scolds us for taking a sedan chair, bah."

Guan De spat, then became complacent again, and said, "However, these incompetent scholars are used to spewing dung, let's play them thoroughly. What specific slanders do they have? Show me, and kill them."

Hu Zhen smiled, knowing that he has always spoken like this, he can also speak elegant words, and can also speak market slang.

She handed over a piece of paper.

Guan De looked at it, shook his head dissatisfied, and said, "That's all? What did the two old men say?"

"They went far away to talk alone, and didn't let the girls sit with them."

"Useless." Guan De raised his beautiful hand and pointed at Hu Zhen, not scolding, but teasing.

Hu Zhen said with a smile: "You two old men, what can I do? But the cabinet chief Guan didn't tell me about the new things in Lin'an City, which caused me to miss a good thing today."

"Which good thing?"

"Li Xia, those poems."

"I just came to see you tonight, what should I say about the matter of the day before yesterday?" Guan De said angrily, "Besides, that word was not written by Li Xia, he read it from the book, "Junior Chinese", you go and write this buy the book."

"Uncle Xie Fang said today that it was Li Xia who did it."

"Praise and kill, then Li Xia's handwriting is ugly and he can't compose lyrics. The old man is really small-minded, even more stingy than us."

Guan De spat, a little coquettishly, stood up and said: "Let's go, it's not easy to come out, I have to go elsewhere."

Hu Zhen said: "My two girls have been trained, how to arrange it?"

"Wait a little longer, the official said, don't make Concubine Yan Gui unhappy."

"I'm asking, do you really plan to arrange it? Otherwise, it will grow up every day, and your mind..."

"Otherwise what?" Guan De stomped his feet and said anxiously: "While making money while keeping it, what's the problem? Don't you make money? It's only been on stage for a few days, and the capital hasn't come back yet."

"Yes, yes, yes." Hu Zhen agreed, got up to see him off, and said, "By the way, you were the one who bailed Li Xia out of prison at that time? Because I begged you?"

"Oh, why do you keep asking him? He told you that at the time, so he wouldn't do this kind of thing for you."

"Then why did he go to the north and make meritorious deeds?"

"How would I know? After all, it was protected by those people, so why bother?"

Hu Zhen said: "I just feel strange, why did his family offend the Sun family?"

"Take care of them? What does it have to do with us? It's disgusting to kill people on our territory. It costs a lot of money to demolish and rebuild the West Garden..."

Guan De was annoyed again, and left the Fenglian Tower.

Every time he saw the sedan chair, he would curse softly.

"Old Master Zhu, let's sit in the sedan chair and come back alive..."

(End of this chapter)