The Ming Dynasty started with caution

In the capital city, it was freezing cold, and the trees were covered with crystal clear ice picks.

The power of the Little Ice Age froze the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal, water transportation was forced to stop, and many fewer merchants came to Liangxiang.

Liangxiang is the small commodity capital of the Ming Dynasty and the righteous bird of the Ming Dynasty.

It gradually became deserted.

The Ferris wheel is covered with a thick layer of white snow.

In winter, there was a famine, hungry people occupied the roads and looted, and it was difficult for peace trains and horse-drawn carriages to move in the snow.

Businessmen in the south of the Yangtze River do not dare to take risks and will wait until next spring to come to Liangxiang again.

The officialdom of Liangxiang became deserted.

Five fast horses galloped past, and Zhu Houzhao drove the fast horse in the snow.

Liangxiang, library,

The four borrowing rooms were crowded with people. Scholars were writing furiously, copying the borrowed books on paper and returning the books as quickly as possible.

Zhu Houzhao came to the library, walked into the first floor, and saw several people gathered around.

"Your Highness, there is a poetry contest over there!"

Zhu Houzhao happily went over to join in the fun.

Two scholars stood in front of the bookshelf, one of them was slightly taller.

"Brother, I've also taken a liking to this "Tongjian Compendium" edited by Master Qiu Jun. Could you please let me borrow it first?" the taller scholar said politely.

Zhu Houzhao was puzzled: "The book "Tongjian Compendium" is available in bookstores, why do you still want to grab it?"

The scholar next to him said: "I don't know, brother, but this "Tongjian Gangmu" contains annotations by Mr. Qiu Jun. Unlike other "Tongjian Gangmu", Mr. Qiu Jun was the chief minister of the former cabinet and a famous figure in the world. Great Confucian, you will have many insights if you get his comments."

What I read was Qiu Rui's annotations, not the book itself.

Unexpectedly, a book that I usually look down on would be so popular outside the palace...

The short scholar didn't give in at all: "That one is ready for poetry. Your Excellency, please go first?"

The eyes of the people around me shone brightly. After waiting for a long time, they finally started to compete in poems!

I saw Scholar Gao pondering for a moment and took a few steps: "

Seven guests congratulate their birthdays at the same time, and the ancient poem "Three Birthdays" is as new as ever.

Together they are one hundred and eighty years old, always from the east, west, north and south.

The dew washes over the tall pines like drizzle, and the wind blows through the winding paths of Xiangyun.

The elegant gathering in Xingyuan is seen again today, and the banquet of good history is also a portrait.

"

Snap~

Bang bang...

There was a burst of applause, and people around him cheered.

"What a poem!"

"What a poem!"

The short scholar knew as soon as he heard it that he could not recite such a good poem. He held up his hands and said: "Brother, I admire you for being such a talented person. I will let you read this classic first."

People around him didn't feel ashamed. This scholar's name was Huang Liang, and he was famous for his poems in the library.

Others have never heard of it, but Zhu Houzhao heard this poem in the palace. Well, you actually stole other people's poems...

That palace is also stolen.

Everyone was about to leave.

"Stop it, I'm interested in this book too!"

Zhu Houzhao stood up with a smile.

Eyes fell on him one after another. The scholar Huang Liang cupped his hands and said, "I got it with great difficulty. I'm sorry that I don't want to let you do it. How about the poetry contest?"

"You come first, or I come first." Zhu Houzhao danced.

"Brother, come first!"

Zhu Houzhao coughed dryly and smiled: "

The title of Zi Ge has been retired, and the articles are empty and suppress the flow of Confucianism.

The lonely boat dares to hang in the sky, and the heroic spirit should also shoot the bullfight.

Suzi is slandered by people when he is sleeping on a pine tree, and the weeds in Duling are causing poverty and sorrow.

The world is endless and the river flows like a river. Looking back at the green mountains and old hills. "

There was dead silence.

Zhu Houzhao looked around blankly, why was no one applauding?

"What a poem!"

"What a good poem! I listened to two good poems today!"

Zhu Houzhao took the book with a smile and threw it to the eunuch aside.

Next, a voice sounded from time to time in the library: Stop, I have taken a liking to this book too!

An hour later,

The little eunuch held a stack of books in his arms and followed Zhu Houzhao from the first floor to the fifth floor.

"Quickly count, how many copies have I snatched?" Zhu Houzhao said happily.

"Your Highness, I have snatched twenty-seven copies."

"Only twenty-seven books?!"

Zhu Houzhao snorted in dissatisfaction and said: "We are still more than two hundred books away from that bullshit Cheng Qingshan!"

The little eunuch felt aggrieved. He had robbed so many books. If he robbed them again, he would be beaten...

In the four borrowing rooms downstairs, there are rumors that one person snatched twenty-seven books in one place, and he was very talented.

"Let's go back to the palace first and come back tomorrow to grab it!" the little eunuch asked.

"If Your Majesty goes to Kunning Palace for lunch and you don't see His Highness..."

If Zhu Houzhao kicked him, Yang James would definitely complain. He would be beaten sooner or later, so it was better to go back later.

"Where's that guy called the Refugee Poet God? I want him to look good!"

"Didn't see it."

"Your Highness, Kang Hai is here to borrow books!"

Zhu Houzhao's eyes shone brightly and he said: "Where is it? Take me there quickly!"

A scholar with a beautiful face took a book from the bookshelf. No one came to grab it. After staying in the library for a long time, everyone knew that this person was Kang Hai.

"Wait a minute! I'm interested in this book too."

Zhu Houzhao walked over with a smile on his hands.

Kang Hai raised his head in surprise and saw five scholars walking over. The leading scholar had a dignified appearance: "Brother, you are the one who wrote twenty-seven poems in one hour?"

"Well, you come first or we come first?" Zhu Houzhao said happily.

we?

Kang Hai was confused, five people coming together?

"Master, shall we let the younger one do it this time?" said a young eunuch.

Zhu Houzhao remembered the eunuch's name. His name was Gao Feng. He studied in the inner academy and was praised many times by Da Gang, the eunuch of rituals. He was more talented than ordinary Hanlin officials, but he was a eunuch.

"Well, it's up to you. Don't embarrass me."

Zhu Houzhao wanted Gao Feng to try his talents.

Gao Feng was wearing a Confucian robe and a turban, and looked just like a scholar. He asked proudly: "Brother, who comes first, or me?"

"Your Excellency, come first!"

Gao Feng raised his voice: "

The vast misty waves return to their dreams, and the rain at night in the south of the Yangtze River breaks my heart.

A song is about missing Jinshan Temple, and the shadow of a solitary sail sails across Yuzhang in the distance. "

After Gao Feng finished reading, others clapped their hands and were dumbfounded. "These five people must be talented people from Jiangnan. They are all talented."

Kang Hai frowned. This person's poems were pretty good, but not excellent. He thought about it and said: "

The girl next door to the west of Baojing is singing her zither next to the jade platform.

The lone crane chirps in the autumn wind, and hundreds of springs float in the setting sun.

All the guests were shocked and wanted to come down.

I don’t know the music on the string, who am I mourning for?

Accepted! "

The two poems stand out. Although Gao Feng's poem has some artistic conception, the story it narrates is incomplete. Kang Hai's poem is different. It is a complete story from beginning to end, and the emotions expressed are rich, making people sad and sympathetic.

The scholars nodded, and some even secretly copied Kang Hai's poems.

Zhu Houzhao stood up with a smile: "Wait a minute, I thought you were really a child prodigy, but that's all. It's my turn."

The scholars sneered. They didn't know who this stinky scholar was, but he looked extremely powerful.

Zhu Houzhao opened the folding fan, fanned it twice, and then said: "Listen up, I am going to recite.

Elegance has declined in the present and ancient times, and the true inheritance of my Tao has been reduced to ashes.

The swan geese are not high enough to catch up with the net, and the unicorn guesses when it sees the letter.

Thunder cannot afford golden strategy, but who knows the arsenal of purple lightning?

This qi and that are combined with the fragrant grass, and the pure and desolate flow brings profit and loss together. "

After listening to this, Kang Hai was immersed in the poetry for a while and was stunned for a long time. Then he presented the "Book of Rites and Great Meanings" he had just received with both hands.

Zhu Houzhao said with a smile: "I accept it."

The small courtyard next to Liangxiang Yamen,

Zhang Xian came to Yan Chengjin and said, "Sir Yan, someone is causing trouble in the library. They only steal books but don't read them. This person even defeated Kang Hai!"

It has been circulating in the library for the past two days.

Cheng Qingshan, the refugee poet, and Kang Dehan, the economic genius.

Kang Hai was not only one of the seven sons of the Ming Dynasty, but also the number one scholar in the fifteenth year of Hongzhi.

Who defeated him?

"Master Zhang just arrested him, what are you doing with me?" Yan Chengjin said as if nothing had happened.

Can you catch it?

If I could have been arrested, I would have been arrested!

Zhang Xian looked troubled and said, "He also brought four talented people with him. This person... is called Zhu Xiaoshou." This reminder, sir, do you understand?

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