The prince is more stable

Chapter 285 Financial Ancestor
Su Shi, who was sitting in front of Zhao Xiaoqian, was not very good-looking. He had many wrinkles on his face, his skin was darker, and he was a little thin, looking like an immortal.

He has a gentle expression and bright eyes. He looks like a kind old man next door, the kind you can squat on the steps at the door and chat with.

Who would have believed that this ordinary-looking man was actually the literary leader whom the scholars of the Song Dynasty admired and loved?
It is said that Su Shi was a typical foodie who ate almost everything.

Shennong tasted hundreds of herbs to distinguish between poison and medicine. What about Su Shi?
He is just greedy and wants to taste it.

Zhao Xiaoqian was just a little puzzled. Su Shi loved eating so much, why was he so thin?
Illogical.

Compare this to Zhao Hao, this living father is actually not greedy, and he is relatively restrained in his daily meals, but he is overweight and weighs more than 200 pounds. Then look at Su Shi's figure...

Su Shi was recalled to Beijing by the court this time.

He had originally been exiled to Huizhou and served as the deputy envoy of Ningyuan Army. This official position basically only paid the court salary and had no real power.

But even though he had been demoted to this extent, after the New Party came to power last year, Su Shi, as a member of the Old Party, continued to be suppressed.

The court recalled Su Shi this time with the intention of having him return to Beijing to report on his work.

It was very unusual that an official who was far away in Huizhou and had no real power was inexplicably recalled to Beijing to report on his work. According to Su Shi's guess, he might be further demoted after the report.

The New Party gained power, and Zhang Dun held the power and killed people everywhere. Su Shi opposed Wang Anshi's reforms at that time and was considered a prominent figure in the old party. Naturally, the New Party would not let him go easily after coming to power.

Unfortunately, Su Shi was demoted again and again, and no one from either the New Party or the Old Party stood up to speak for him.

Because Su Shi was too upright and strongly opposed the many drawbacks of the new law, people naturally classified him as part of the old party camp.

However, unexpectedly, during the Yuanyou period, the old party came to power, and Su Shi again wrote a memorial to denounce the various drawbacks of the old laws.

Now the court officials are at a loss.

Brother, which side are you from?

In the end, Su Shi was demoted, and no one from either the New Party or the Old Party spoke up for him because he had offended both camps.

In the court, only Su Zhe, the touching brother-supporting demon, stood up and pleaded for his brother, but it was of no use. Su Shi was told to get out as far away as possible.

He had been in the imperial court for most of his life, and half of the time he had been either exiled or on the way to exile.

However, what made Zhao Xiaoqian respect him was that even though Su Shi had suffered such a great blow in his life, the light in his eyes was still not extinguished.

He has become more experienced, but he has not given up on his life. He can face any difficulties with optimism.

It's hard not to make friends with such a person.

"Master Su, do you think you might be demoted again when you return to Beijing this time?" Zhao Xiaoqian asked while pouring tea.

Su Shi drank the whole cup, revealing an expression of enjoyment. He said calmly, "In the imperial court, I cannot ask for anything higher. In the remote world, I just take my chances. No matter how the court treats me, I will accept it."

Zhao Xiaoqian smiled. If nothing unexpected happened, Su Shi might really go to Hainan Island to live in a sea view room this time.

Zhang Dun was not a magnanimous person. Not to mention that a prime minister could hold a large sum of money, he was considered magnanimous for not digging up the graves of families with no descendants.

As for the former prominent figures of the old party, Zhang Dun didn't care what kind of literary leaders they were. He would punish them if necessary and kill them if necessary. In his eyes, there were no leaders, only sinners.

Looking deeply at Su Shi, there was also light in Zhao Xiaoqian's eyes.

Thanks to the nine-year compulsory education in his previous life, Zhao Xiaoqian's Chinese grades were pretty good, but he hated reading aloud and memorizing the entire text in the textbook.

In addition to the poems of a limited number of ancient people, including Su Shi and Li Bai.

Su Shi's poems give one a sense of carefreeness and heroism that comes from seeing through the world, but also a sense of sadness that comes from the fact that time has passed and there is no way for him to serve his country. Reading them always makes one feel melancholy.

It can be said that Su Shi is Zhao Xiaoqian's idol.

Fans should first respect their idols. Secondly, while they see them alive, they should grab as much as they can. Don't be reserved, as being reserved will lead to changes.

Without talking about the heavy topics of the court, Zhao Xiaoqian immediately ordered someone to bring paper and pen.

A servant soon brought paper and brush to the pavilion. Zhao Xiaoqian spread it on the stone table. Su Shi smiled and said, "I have long admired Zhao Banque's talent. Among your many poems, I particularly like the line 'Autumn Review of Troops on the Battlefield.' Could it be that the prince is planning to write a gift for me today?" Zhao Xiaoqian smiled and said, "Master Su, you've got it wrong. I'm planning to ask Master Su to write a gift for me. You can write anything you want, but the important thing is to sign it as a gift to me, and give me your full name..."

Su Shi was stunned: "You want me to write a poem right now?"

"How could I embarrass Master Su so much? Just write anything, any of your old works will do, like 'The Eastward Flowing River' or 'A Thousand Miles Away, Sharing the Beauty of the Moon'. I particularly like them."

Su Shi had a free and easy personality. He would write whenever he was asked to. Besides, it was the proper meaning of literary gatherings for writers to give each other their works as gifts.

So Su Shi picked up his pen and wrote two of his most proud works, just as Zhao Xiaoqian said, one is "The River Flows East" and the other is "When Will the Bright Moon Appear?"

Su Shi's calligraphy is as elegant and graceful as his personality. It also has a touch of sophistication from half a lifetime of experience, and looks pleasing to the eye.

What’s important is that the signature was indeed inscribed as “Presented to Zhao Zi’an, Duke of Anle County in Bian Jing”.

Zhao Xiaoqian couldn't help but be overjoyed and rubbed his hands excitedly.

As expected of an idol, he never refuses fans’ requests. Isn’t this posted?

These poems will be passed down to future generations. Even if the descendant is a prodigal, Su Shi's handwritten poems can at least buy enough money for a few days of drinking.

After finishing, Su Shi rubbed his sore wrist and said with a smile: "According to your words, the two poems have been written. Are you satisfied, Your Highness?"

Zhao Xiaoqian was stunned. Satisfied? Of course not!

How can two songs be enough!
Zhao Xiaoqian rubbed his hands together and said with a smile, "Master Su, please forgive me for the trouble. Could you please recite a few more poems? I really like Master Su's poems. If I could recite them every night before falling asleep, it would be a blessing in my life."

Literary men look down on each other, but what they can't stand the most is being admired. As long as someone appreciates them and expresses it bravely, they will be overjoyed. Especially since Zhao Xiaoqian now has a high status in the literary world, Su Shi is even more delighted to receive the respect and affirmation of such an important person.

So Su Shi rolled up his sleeves and worked hard.

"Don't listen to the sound of leaves being blown by the wind", write it down!

"The boat has gone from here, and the rest of my life will be spent in rivers and seas", write it down!

"I am old but I am still as wild as I was when I was young", write it down!

Gradually, Su Shi was sweating profusely while writing, his wrists were sore and painful, and his handwriting was a little distorted.

However, Zhao Xiaoqian was completely unaware of this and waved his hand to order his servant to bring another stack of rice paper.

Su Shi's face immediately turned bitter: "Still writing?"

Zhao Xiaoqian's eyes were full of stars: "Write more, so that I can diversify my admiration for you..."

"What else do you want to write?"

"The ci poem has too few words. How about choosing one with more words, like 'Red Cliff Fu'?"

Su Shi was furious: "Do you want to tire me to death?"

Looking at the pile of written poems on the bench in the pavilion, Su Shi narrowed his eyes and finally came to his senses.

"Are you coming here to buy goods?"

Zhao Xiaoqian said sternly, "Master Su has misunderstood me greatly. We are both famous figures in the field of poetry. How could I do such a shameless thing?"

Su Shi thought about it and agreed.

How could someone who could come up with such a wonderful line as "When I look back, that person is standing in the dim light" be so shameless?
Su Shi then apologized very readily: "I misunderstood you, my lord. However, I cannot write Red Cliff Fu. Don't even think about it."

Zhao Xiaoqian didn't mind and couldn't suppress the smile on his face.

I have at least seven or eight poems written by Su Shi himself. What is this?
This is the way for the descendants of my Zhao family to get rich!
If they could be preserved in one's hands for hundreds of years and later put up for auction, each painting would have a starting price of at least tens of millions.

What’s this about “wealth cannot last for more than three generations”? That’s because our ancestors didn’t know how to manage money!
Look at how much benefit this ancestor Zhao Xiaoqian has brought to future generations. From now on, Zhao Xiaoqian’s tablet must stand in the center position in the Zhao family’s ancestral hall!
(End of this chapter)