After being divorced, my identity as a poet was exposed

Chapter 668 Another Mid-Autumn Night in One Year 1

It was the fourteenth night of August in the 24th year of Zhaohua in Ningguo.

It was the fourteenth night of August in the 39th year of Wu Guojianxing.

That night, Li Chenan's teacher, Mr. Li Feidao Li Xiaofeng Li drank two jugs of wine and wrote a poem.

The title of the ci is "Shui Tiao Ge Tou, When Will the Bright Moon Come?".

The birth of this word was witnessed and transcribed by a young man named Pan Xiao, and it was deeply remembered by Miss Xia Hua.

This poem is destined to appear in the world.

It is destined to shock the world!
……

The 24th day of August in the [-]th year of Zhaohua.

This day is the real Mid-Autumn Festival.

At dawn on this day, Li Chenan and his party bid farewell to Xia Hua.

They left Xilan City and galloped east.

Xia Hua wanted to go east on her horse, but she was going to Dongxu City in the southeast direction.

Watching her husband and his party go away gradually, Xia Hua's eyes were full of nostalgia and nostalgia.

She looks forward to seeing her husband again.

I hope that I can see with my own eyes again that Mr. drinking and composing that soul-stirring and magnificent poem.

Your talent is as vast as sea water!
It's far from her that Xia Hua can get a glimpse of it.

"People have sorrows and joys, and the moon is cloudy and clear. This matter is hard to come by in ancient times."

Mr.'s words, every word is pearls, thought-provoking.

Xia Hua withdrew her gaze, looked at the smear of red in the sky, and repeated in a murmur, "This matter is hard to come by in ancient times."

Chen An is no longer in the human world, so this person will not last long, and even thousands of miles away, he will not be able to share the beauty of beauty anymore!

But the miss is still there.

Even if one is in the underworld and the other is in the world!

She rode away.

Dressed in fluttering white clothes.

A head of black hair fluttering.

She wanted to rush back to Duke Xia's Mansion in Dongxu City as quickly as possible.

It's not that she urgently wants to see her relatives, but...she wants to compose a piece of "Water Tune Getou, When Will the Bright Moon Come" with her own hands, play and sing it herself.

Play it to him.

Sing it to him.

That's it.

……

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Dongxu City, the capital of Wu State.

Prince's East Palace.

Wu Qian is an extremely self-disciplined prince.

He got up before dawn.

Wearing a plain sackcloth, he practiced sword for half an hour in the front garden of the Eastern Palace, and practiced boxing for another half an hour.

As before, after taking a bath under the service of the maid, and having a not-so-rich breakfast, he came to his study.

There are still some unfinished memorials on the copybook in the study, but he doesn't want to look at it right now.

He sat in front of the tea table, brewed a pot of tea, and turned to look at a little eunuch standing beside him.

"Little Guizi,"

The little eunuch hurriedly stepped forward and bowed, "Your Highness, the servant is here!"

"Wanlin Academy, how are you preparing for tonight's Mid-Autumn Festival?"

"Returning to Your Highness, everything is ready, and all the famous literati in Kyoto have been invited."

"According to His Highness, the Yuejian Academy in Hexi Prefecture will also hold a similar Mid-Autumn Festival. Gu Nianxi, the boss of the Imperial Academy, went to the Yuejian Academy in person, and brought the three poems judged there to the Imperial Academy."

Wu Qian nodded slightly, pondered for three breaths, "Go and invite Mr. Yun to this Palace."

"The slave obeys!"

Xiao Guizi bowed and stepped back, Wu Qian poured a cup of tea and sipped it carefully, after a while, he suddenly raised his head and shouted at the screen in the corner:
"Sauro!"

A boy in black walked out from behind the screen.

The boy carries a sword.

With a cold look on his face.

"Sit down and drink tea."

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

Saburo sat down and sat upright.

"Where are the Seven Swords of Tianshan?"

"Return to Your Highness, except for Junior Sister, the other six swords have all returned to Tianshan."

"When will Xia Hua arrive in Kyoto?"

Saburo pondered for three breaths: "It should be tonight."

Wu Qian's eyes lit up, he put his hands on his knees, and leaned back slightly, "In this way, I can invite Xia Hua to enjoy the Mid-Autumn Festival together tonight!"

Saburo looked up at Wu Qian, but he didn't speak.

Over the years, the royal family has shown great kindness towards Tianyin Pavilion.

Of course there is a reason for this kind of goodwill, and the reason is that the royal family is alienated from Xijianlou.

The royal family's intentions are obvious, they want to use the force of Tianyin Pavilion to restrain Xijianlou.

The Pavilion Master didn't care too much about this.

As Tianyin Pavilion walks in the rivers and lakes, on the one hand, he has to take into account the royal family's orders, and on the other hand, he also needs to protect the interests of Tianyin Pavilion.

The location of Tianyin Pavilion is special, it is above Tianshan Mountain.

The Tianshan Mountains are located in the north of the Wu Kingdom, not only far away from the capital, but also far away from the human world.

For the sake of convenience, over the years, Tianyin Pavilion has also established its own network of contacts in Jianghu.

Some things are only known inside the Tianyin Pavilion.

For example, junior junior sister Xia Hua, she has formed the appearance of a demon.

But that day's demon face was Li Chen'an!
This is doomed that His Highness the Crown Prince is wishful thinking.

But this news cannot be told to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

At least not yet.

Otherwise... I'm afraid it will bring disaster to the little junior sister or Duke Xia's mansion.

Wu Qian naturally didn't know, he was full of nostalgia:
"In the blink of an eye, I haven't seen Xia Hua again for ten years..."

Wu Qian looked happy, picked up the teacup and took another sip, "Ten years ago, we were all only five or six years old. I still remember her appearance clearly at that time."

"Well, let's not talk about this, you go to Qiuzhuang, take the famous card of this palace, and invite Qiu Jiulou to enter the palace tomorrow, I have something to talk to him about."

Saburo was slightly taken aback.

Qiu Jiulou is the young master of Xuanwu Hall!
Xuanwu Hall was built by Wu Chang, Prince Jade of the third prince!
His Royal Highness wants to see Qiu Jiulou privately...

He got up and bowed his hands: "I'll go right away."

"Hmm... wait."

"What else is there, Your Highness?"

"When you come back, by the way, bring a piece of bamboo to Bengong, the thickness of your little finger is fine."

Saburo was stunned again, "Okay!"

He turned and left, Wu Qian got up, took two steps back and forth in the study, and stood in front of the window.

The sun is shining outside the window.

The bright sun shines on his face through the window lattice.

There was a bright smile on his face.

He stretched out both hands, and grabbed the sunlight.

Rivers and lakes on the left, temples on the right.

Everything must be under the control of this palace!

Master Yuan of the Qin Tianjian has already measured the auspicious date of his succession. Next autumn, it is a little far away, but it will only be a year, and it will be very soon.

After the palace succeeds to the throne, the first thing to do is to cut down the feudal clan!

Secondly, the palace also needs to implement the law of reform, but it cannot vigorously develop industry and commerce like Ningguo.

What a fool!

Li Chen'an was already dead, how could Wen Zhuyu be so confused?

Food is the most important thing for the people, and I want to reform the bad governance of the land... Let those clan gentry who have acquired a large amount of land spit out the land of the common people!

Only by returning the land to the people can the great grace of the emperor be manifested.

Just when Wu Qian was thinking so, Xiao Guizi walked in with Yun Shuxian.

"Sir, please sit down!"

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

Wu Qian poured a cup of tea for Yun Shuxian, "I wonder if Mr. has heard the news from Xiahe County?"

"Your Highness is talking about Li Chenan's teacher Xiao Li Feidao Li Xiaofeng?"

"Exactly!"

After a pause, Wu Qian frowned slightly, and said again: "Originally when I heard the news, I didn't take it to heart, but after thinking about it these days, I still feel a little confused."

"What is your highness's confusion?"

"Our trip to Ningguo made a thorough investigation of Li Chenan's life experience... He never left Guangling City at all, so why is there such a gentleman who lives in the mountains?"

Yun Shuxian was startled, "Then His Highness thinks...?"

Wu Qian shook his head: "If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. I asked Ji Shufang to check again."

"This Lu Xiaofeng and his wife came from Shuzhou!"

"Li Chen'an and Zhongli Ruoshui died on the top of the Western Mountain in Shu Prefecture!"

"Li Chenan used a flying knife, and Lu Xiaofeng also used a flying knife!"

"Li Chen'an was going to take Zhongli Ruoshui to wash the sword building, and this Li Xiaofeng took her wife to wash the sword building."

"Li Chen'an's poems are unrivaled in the world, and the poem "Linjiang Immortal, Rolling Yangtze River East" written by Li Xiaofeng in Jianghu Xiaoguan... This poem is also unrivaled in the world!"

Wu Qian looked up at Yun Shuxian.

Yun Shuxian's heart was shocked: "Your Highness means... Li Xiaofeng is Li Chen'an?"

Wu Qian didn't nod or shake his head.

His eyeballs rolled and he suddenly smiled.

"Whoever he is, kill him!" (End of this chapter)

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