I come to see Bai Yujing today

Chapter 89: I Saw the Sword-bearing Woman, So I Wrote a Poem

There is a banquet in Yufu Palace today, and there are three more checkpoints to enter the palace.

Eunuch Liu took Chen Zhian all the way to Yufu Palace. After three interrogations, Eunuch Liu carefully explained Chen Zhian's identity each time, and only then was he allowed to enter Yufu Palace.

No wonder Eunuch Liu came an hour early. The interrogation was the most time-consuming. When the two arrived in front of Yufu Palace, it was already noon.

Eunuch Liu then took his leave.

Chen Zhian was brought into the palace by a palace maid.

In the Yufu Palace courtyard, six or seven small pavilions were already filled with people.

Among these people, there are both men and women, but most of them are not mixed. Looking at these people's luxurious clothes and their every move showing extremely high cultivation, you can tell that their status in the Dayu Dynasty must be extremely high.

There were women playing the piano in the courtyard, people painting, and many people drinking wine and tea, which was quite elegant like the literati in the Tang and Song dynasties.

Chen Zhian was brought by the palace maid to a small pavilion at the innermost part.

"The princess has ordered that Mr. Chen rest in this pavilion for the time being and chat with the guests first. The princess will summon him later."

After the palace maid finished speaking, she left.

Chen Zhian looked around and saw that in the large octagonal pavilion, there was already a person with paper and pen spread out, writing.

The person writing in the octagonal pavilion is a young man, probably no more than twenty years old.

He held a pen in his hand and began to write. Chen Zhian looked at it carefully and his eyes lit up.

I saw this person picking up the brush, and the ink marks began to appear on the rice paper. The tip of the brush was like a sword, sharp but hidden, and also like a dragonfly skimming the water, ripples spreading, and the brush and ink created an ethereal state.

Chen Zhian stood behind him and watched him carefully for a while, and he felt that the young man's running script was really good.

A good work of running script was like a silent elegant music, which made Chen Zhian, a layman, feel otherworldly. Even when the young man picked up the pen, Chen Zhian was immersed in it.

"This calligraphy is really excellent." He admired in his heart.

The young man seemed to notice Chen Zhian's gaze and turned his head.

When their eyes met, the young man uttered a sigh and asked with a fist, "Is it Master Chen Zhian, the Cheyi Lang?"

Chen Zhian couldn't help but look at the young man in surprise and responded with a yes.

The young man smiled and said, "The Imperial Household Department already has a portrait of Mr. Chen. I happened to have seen it, so I recognized Mr. Chen."

"My name is Pei Xiu, and I am a doctor of the Fourth Academy of the Imperial College, teaching calligraphy... In the past two days, I have often written the masterpiece "Awakening the bright moon, shining on my heart full of ice and snow, and the mighty rivers flowing". I have great respect for Mr. Chen."

Last name Pei?

Chen Zhian couldn't help but be surprised.

There are many common surnames in Dayu. Even among the six surnames in Dayu, there is one called [Taizhuo Li Family]. There are countless people with the surname Li in the world. For example, the Beiyun Li Family is also considered a large Li family.

But Chen Zhian seemed to have never encountered the surname Pei in his memory. It seemed that the only family with the surname Pei was the Fubei Pei Family among the six surnames in Dayu.

So this person is of Pei family blood?
A big family like the Pei family actually has a disciple who serves as a doctor of the four halls in the Imperial College?

There are several levels of doctors in the Imperial College. The top level is the [Doctor Yufeng], who is a real master. Among them there are even monks with perfect Jade Que, which is equivalent to the third rank. Their status is even higher than that of the highest official of the Imperial College, Jijiu.

Then came forward the fifth-rank Doctor of the Imperial Academy and the sixth-rank Doctor of the Imperial College.

However, when he became a doctor in the Four Halls, he was only a seventh-rank teacher, and he had a lot of homework on weekdays, so he earned his money through hard work.

Being a Doctor of the Four Halls is already a very good job for an ordinary family.

He taught in the Imperial College, had a generous salary, and was also a respectable teacher.

But for the descendants of the six surnames of Dayu, what is the seventh rank?
Rather than taking such a position, it is better to work hard in the clan’s business and enjoy the glory.

Pei Xiu seemed to see Chen Zhian's doubts, so he took the initiative to smile and said, "Master Chen, there is no need to doubt it. Although my surname is Pei, I am just a concubine's son. My father was originally at the bottom of the Pei family's hierarchy. In addition, my father passed away in an accident a few years ago.

so……"

Pei Xiu is quite frank.

Chen Zhian smiled and said, "Brother Pei's background is better than mine."

Pei Xiu blinked and said, "It's not much better. I came to Beijing hoping to gain some fame by relying on the Pei family's connections.

Unfortunately, the Pei family's reputation was too great for me to bear, so I had to move out of the Pei family's manor in Beijing, and with my writing skills, I got a leisurely doctoral title."

Chen Zhian immediately understood.

Move out of the manor in Beijing... This seems to be because the relationship with the Pei family is strained, so he chooses not to care about other people's faces?
This seemingly thin boy actually has some temper.

"No wonder he smiled sincerely when he saw me. He probably knew about my relationship with the Li family, and remembered that he is also a descendant of the Pei family, so he felt touched."

As Chen Zhian thought about this, his eyes fell on the calligraphy again. After knowing the background of this person, he looked at the calligraphy again and felt that it was more extraordinary.

This word can be hidden or revealed. The hidden one is implicit and reserved, like a gentleman who hides his talent and waits for the right time to act.

The exposed ones are beginning to show their brilliance, like spring bamboo shoots breaking through the soil, full of vitality, and seem to contain something unique.

Just like... Chen Zhian's sword moves!
"This Pei Xiu must be a swordsman. The sword energy is hidden in his calligraphy and painting alone... The sword energy is integrated into his writing. No wonder he, a seventh-rank doctor of the Imperial College, was invited to the banquet in Yufu Palace."

Chen Zhian simply sat in the pavilion with Pei Xiu and chatted with each other about trivial matters in the capital.

Pei Xiu mentioned Chen Zhian's poem, his eyes lit up, and he said: "Mr. Chen suffered injustice from the government, but he was able to express it in poetry and vent his anger. Pei Xiu really envied him."

"Unlike me, who can only put pen to paper, but can't produce a powerful and vigorous work that makes it hard for people to look up at it."

Chen Zhian was about to comfort her when he saw two young men in luxurious clothes standing in the pavilion in the distance, with their hands behind their backs, looking at the pavilion from afar.

One of them had a gloomy face and eyes as sharp as knives, and no one knew what he was thinking.

"Are you coming for me?" Chen Zhian didn't know those two people, and when he saw their eyes, he felt confused.

Pei Xiu smiled and said, "Mr. Chen, just go and take a look. The man with a gloomy face and thunder in his eyes is Pei Shengbai from the Pei family. He has been dissatisfied with me for a long time and has humiliated me many times when we met.

After seeing me today, I’m afraid you will come to this pavilion again and make some sarcastic remarks to me.

If you were around, I would inevitably implicate you."

Chen Zhian couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "I have never met Pei Shengbai before. Just because I talked to you, Pei Shengbai would be angry with me? How is this true?"

"The six surnames of Dayu...what's the reason?" Pei Shengbai still smiled, shook his head and said: "Especially the young six surnames who run the family business in Xuantianjing, or are waiting to be officials, most of them are not valued in the clan.

These people love to show off and flaunt their power.

Not to mention the core figures of the six surnames, even I look down on them. " Chen Zhian thought about it carefully and it seemed to be true.

The Dayu family was different from the aristocratic families of ancient dynasties that Chen Zhian remembered.

The reason why those aristocratic families were able to maintain their status and influence for a long time was because of the Nine-Rank System, and because they had served as officials for generations and occupied high positions in the court, using their political influence to maintain their status.

Among the aristocratic families of Dayu, there were also many people who served as officials, and some of them were high-ranking officials.

However, their main means of maintaining their influence is not relying on these official positions, but relying on the cultivation resources accumulated by the clan over thousands of years and the powerful practitioners in the clan.

Because of this, with the support of the six surnames of Dayu, Dayu was able to establish its country, and its national prosperity lasted for nearly five hundred years.

According to this logic, the descendants of the six surnames who manage the family business are actually equivalent to another kind of exile.

It is better to be an official, but it also depends on what kind of official position you get in exchange for with the court.

So... even though Li Zhuqiu of the Li family is already at the core of the court of Dayu and is the current Minister of Revenue, the status of the Li family is still far lower than that of the Wei family, the Si family, the Chu family and other aristocratic families.

"A person like this can also attend Princess Linglong's banquet." Chen Zhian couldn't help but shake his head.

But this also indirectly proves the influence of the Six Surnames of Dayu. Even these domineering young people from the Six Surnames, who carry the merits of the Six Surnames, can be taken care of by the court.

Even Princess Linglong has to consider their face.

Chen Zhian was thinking when the palace maid who had led him here just now came hurriedly again.

"Mr. Chen, the princess wants to see you."

Chen Zhian stood up and said goodbye to Pei Xiu. Pei Xiu also stood up and said with a smile: "It just so happens that I have to write a calligraphy and give it to my elder brother from the Pei family."

Chen Zhian admired Pei Xiu's courage. When he arrived at the entrance of the main hall of Yufu Palace, he saw Pei Shengbai and the other man walking towards the pavilion. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Even within aristocratic families, there are differences in strength.

The weak will be bullied by their own people.

The concept of strength and weakness in the eyes of the aristocratic families is already deeply rooted. Even when Pei Shengbai looked towards the pavilion and passed over him just now, his eyes were filled with clearly visible disgust.

It seems that they feel that... people without family background and origin are not worthy of being looked at by them.

Chen Zhian suddenly felt that the [Luwujian] that Prince Duanque had mentioned to him before was indeed a good thing.

Chen Zhian didn't believe it. If there was a person of ordinary background who got the official position of holding a seal and obtained the [Lu Wu Jian], would Pei Shengbai dare to respond with such a look?

He shook his head, put aside the confusion in his mind, and stepped into the main hall of Yu Fu Palace.

The sunlight shines through the carved window lattices, sprinkling into the palace, adding a touch of tranquility and softness to this magnificent Yufu Palace.

Princess Linglong was different from before. She never lay lazily on the chaise longue.

Instead, he was sitting in front of a sandalwood desk, holding a pen in his hand, writing.

The princess was indeed one of the most famous beauties in Dayu. She wore a tight brocade dress. The delicate fabric fit her body curves tightly. Even though she was covered by the table and only her upper body was exposed, her beautiful figure was fully displayed.

The princess just sat there, with her soft shoulders, plump and perky chest, slender waist...all these beautiful scenes put together made it look like a painting.

Chen Zhian had suffered a loss at the hands of the Imperial Concubine before, so as soon as he entered the main hall, he began to visualize Nan Liujing in his mind, which made his thoughts clear and his eyes bright.

He saluted slowly.

Princess Linglong put down the pen in her hand, looked up at him, and just like that... looked at him carefully for a few moments.

"Awakening the bright moon one day, it shines on me full of ice and snow, and the mighty rivers flow..."

"The whale has not yet swallowed the sea, but the sword's energy is already sweeping across the sky..."

“Poetry is not a minor art. If you can write a good poem, it will naturally be admired by scholars all over the world.

Mr. Chen, why do you try so hard to conceal your poetic talent, and say that you got such a good poem from someone else's fragments?"

The consequences of copying poems are here...

Chen Zhian lowered his head helplessly and remained silent, not knowing how to explain for a moment.

Princess Linglong took out a piece of calligraphy and painting from the table, and on it was the poem "The clouds resemble clothes, the flowers resemble face".

She pointed at the poem with her jade-like fingers and read it carefully, then suddenly asked, "Mr. Chen, who did you write this poem about?

There are very few people in the world who can write poems like this."

Chen Zhian was speechless for a moment, but he had to answer Princess Linglong's question, so he could only make up a story: "Reporting to the princess, I once saw a woman with a sword on Tiger Hill outside Sunan Prefecture. That day, Tiger Hill was covered with mist, curling and white, and chaotic.

Just then, the woman with the sword walked over, half hidden behind the mist, like a fairy descending from heaven, and I was inspired to write this poem.

"I see..." Princess Linglong sighed, "Chen Zhian, you are quite courageous. I asked you several times, but you lied to me. I went to the Imperial Academy and Siyuan Pavilion several times and consulted many old scholars, but I could never find any trace of these poems."

Chen Zhi remained silent.

Princess Linglong suddenly smiled and stood up. Her straight and slender legs, fitted by her long skirt, revealed a very appropriate length, making her look like a flowing painting.

"Reward for merit, punish for fault."

"Chen Zhian, if you write another poem, I will forgive you for lying to me."

"Write better. You can write poems like that when you see a woman wearing a sword in the mountains. There are beautiful scenery everywhere in my Yufu Palace. Please consider it carefully and don't write too badly."

Chen Zhian stood up and walked out of the main hall, feeling that he was going to go all the way down the path of copying poems.

And at this moment.

In a very magnificent palace in the palace.

A swordsman with a sword was frowning and looking towards the direction of Yufu Palace.

"I saw the woman with a sword...so I wrote a poem like the clouds resemble clothes and the flowers resemble face?"

Her thoughts flickered.

An old man with white hair and beard at the side raised his cup and said, "Have a drink, the saint has already set out to see the leader of the Wenren clan."

Sect Master Wenren came back to his senses and shook his head, saying, "Prime Minister Song is too polite."

"I am no longer the lord."

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