Daming Super Daddy

"Your Highness, Eunuch Tian, ​​who came to our palace to announce the marriage decree, is here again, and he brought a bunch of guards with him!" Yingxiang said nervously: "Looking at the appearance of those guards, they seem to be imperial guards in the palace! "

"Tian Jinzhong is here again?" Zhu Song was stunned for a while, and said to himself: "Say Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here!"

"Let's go, the silver is here, let's go out with the king to meet the imperial decree!" Zhu Song waved his hand, regardless of Xu Miaojin's willingness, he grabbed her little hand and rushed towards the front yard.

……

Tian Jinzhong was sitting in the main hall of the "Thousand Hui Hall" in the front yard of the palace, drinking tea with Liu Changsheng.

"Eunuch Tian, ​​you've been visiting our Han Palace frequently recently!" Liu Changsheng said, "Looks like Long Live has another decree!"

"It's all for the officials, the things that the officials have assigned, we slaves, we have to do our best, right?"

Tian Jinzhong didn't answer Liu Changsheng directly, but said with a smile: "His Royal Highness Han Wang just got married two days ago, and His Majesty heard that His Highness Han Wang wanted to hold a poetry meeting in order to thank the princes for coming to the wedding banquet. No, Ask the old slave to bring silver to His Royal Highness King Han!"

"Oh?" Liu Changsheng was taken aback, and said, "Poetry, poetry meeting?"

Because of this matter, after Zhu Song and Zhu Huan had finished discussing, Zhu Huan went to the palace at night to see Zhu Yunwen and report the matter.

Zhu Song hasn't had time to talk to the two senior officials in the family yet, so it's normal that Liu Changsheng doesn't know at this moment.

"Oh, looking at Mr. Liu's appearance, it seems that he doesn't know about this matter!"

Tian Jinzhong has been observing words and expressions all his life, and he can naturally tell whether the expression on Liu Changsheng's face is fake or real.

"Hahaha... Eunuch Tian, ​​rare, rare!"

At this stall, a loud laugh came into the hall, and Zhu Song led Princess Han, walking in with a pink face.

"This old slave pays homage to His Royal Highness King Han, Princess!"

Seeing the Lord came, Tian Jinzhong saluted immediately, not that he didn't know how to kneel and worship, but today he represented Zhu Yunwen, he was an angel, and he was not allowed to kneel to others.

"Eunuch Tian is free!" Zhu Song waved his hand to Tian Jinzhong, and said straight to the point: "If the king guessed correctly, Eunuch Tian is here to give money to the king today, right?"

"Your Highness's eyes!" Tian Jinzhong took out the imperial decree, and this time he did not read it in the hall, but said: "Long Live God said that His Highness King Han's poetry meeting is really for the sake of the country and the people, and such a virtuous minister must not be let Chilling. Therefore, I sent this old slave to send 5 taels of silver as backup funds for holding the poetry meeting this time!"

clap clap!

Having said that, Tian Jinzhong clapped his hands.

There were twenty or so palace guards who came in from outside the hall carrying eight large boxes.

"Your Highness, here is 5 taels of silver. Would you like some?" Tian Jinzhong pointed to the eight large boxes and said.

"No, since it's the money bestowed by Long Live, it shouldn't be wrong!" Zhu Song waved his hand and said, "What other orders do you have from the official?"

Tian Jinzhong looked left and right, stepped forward to Zhu Song, and said in a low voice: "Long Live Lord said, Your Highness has done a good job this time, and he will remember His Highness's benefits!"

Zhu Song laughed, the expression on his face was very exaggerated, that villain's proud face made him want to be kicked hard a few times.

However, Tian Jinzhong was not surprised, as if Zhu Song should show such an expression.

After offering dozens of taels of silver to send Tian Jinzhong away, Zhu Song's villainous expression suddenly returned to normal, as if it wasn't him before.

……

The next day, news began to spread to Yingtian Mansion, and the entire south bank of the Yangtze River, which still belonged to the imperial court:

In order to thank the princes, ministers, scholars and celebrities who participated in his wedding banquet, His Highness the King of Han will hold a three-day poetry meeting ten days later.

This poetry meeting is not limited to those who participated in the wedding banquet of the King of Han, but almost all princes, ministers and scholars under the kingship of the Ming Dynasty. As long as you are confident and talented, you can come to participate.

Such a condition alone almost exploded those elite students who were born in poor families but who were full of poetry and books, and full of knowledge.

Because this is an opportunity for them to become famous, and it is also a good place to meet dignitaries and like-minded friends. What's more, if they find a beautiful wife or a good husband at the poetry fair, wouldn't it be a fulfilling life?

The Middle Court of Han Wangfu, Changqing Hall.

Zhu Song sat in the hall with a concubine and a concubine, Yingxiang and Xiangxiang were serving tea and water, and delivering snacks and fruits, while Zhu Zhanji and Zhu Huixun kept their heads down and ate vigorously.

In the empty hall, there were only the sound of two little guys chugging and chugging and eating.

The three of Zhu Song and his wife were silent for a long time, and finally Xu Miaojin opened her lips lightly and said, "Your Highness, since there are no conditions for this poetry meeting, does that mean that scholars and celebrities over there can also cross the river to participate in the poetry meeting?"

Although she still didn't understand why Zhu Song took such pains to hold a poetry meeting at this juncture, but the place where the poetry meeting was held was in Prince Han's Mansion, and there were many things she needed to take care of, so she had to ask her to clarify.

"Then the king can't control it!" Zhu Song shrugged indifferently, and said: "If the king of Yan is willing to let people cross the river, the king will naturally not refuse anyone who comes, but if the poetry meeting ends, those people from the north If it is detained by the officials, then it has nothing to do with me!"

"Could it be that he has reached an agreement with the emperor?" Seeing Zhu Song's relaxed expression, Xu Miaojin was even more confused.

But there is still a key question. Xu Miaojin looked at Zhu Song jokingly, and said:

"Your Highness, I heard that you have been stubborn since you were young, and you seldom read books. Even the Four Books and Five Classics are well understood. If a scholar asks you to compose poems, how will your Highness deal with it?"

"Do you have to do poetry at the poetry meeting?" Zhu Song said nonchalantly.

"Of course!"

Xu Miaojin nodded as a matter of course, and said: "Your Highness is the prince of my Ming Dynasty, no matter what you say or do, it represents my Ming court! If someone wants to see His Highness's talent during the poetry meeting, if His Highness wants to show it, then it will be fine." It is to show my royal background, if His Highness refuses, then he will look down on the scholars of the world! So, this poem, His Highness cannot escape!"

Zhu Song understood it this time, the poetry of emotion is a pit, it’s fine to make it out, if it can’t be done, the bad reputation of being ignorant and incapable of fame is light, and I’m afraid that even the imperial court will Reputation has to be damaged.

Because this time, after all, the poetry meeting was held in the double name of the imperial court and his King of Han, and he would have to bear the scapegoat if he didn't. Zhu Yunwen was simply too damn bad!

But none of these troubled him. As a rare time-traveling talent, it was simply impossible for Zhu Song to take this blame!

"Three Hundred Tang Poems" when I was a child, and there are not a few Ming and Qing poems in middle school that can be passed down for hundreds of years... In addition, when Zhu Song had no tasks in his previous life, he liked to watch a program that promoted traditional Chinese culture. "China's Good Poetry", the mere Poetry Society can't help him at all.

"Just those ordinary people, still want me to write poems?" Zhu Song said with a look of disdain: "Let's beat our Xiao Xuan and Hui Xun first!"

Chapter 35 Chronicles

"Uncle Song, what's the matter?"

Zhu Huixun, who was eating with his head down, heard Zhu Song calling his name, and couldn't help but look up at Zhu Song, with two black watermelon seeds hanging from the corner of his mouth.

Zhu Song picked up the brocade handkerchief on the table, wiped Zhu Huixun's mouth, and said, "Huixun, do you want those big brothers and sisters who are much older than you to come and play with you?"

"Big brother, big sisters?" Zhu Huixun looked at Zhu Song with his head tilted, and suddenly clapped his hands and said, "Okay, okay! Usually in the mansion, those servants dare not play with me , Big Brother often dislikes me too, it would be best if someone can play with me!"

"Okay!" Zhu Song smiled, and said to Zhu Zhanji who was watching him, "Xiaoxuan, you have to protect Huixun then!"

Zhu Zhanji didn't speak, but nodded seriously.

"Your Highness!"

Seeing that Zhu Song just talked to the two little guys and ignored her, Xu Miaojin was inexplicably angry.