Bao Zheng stood up calmly at this moment. When all the guests in the hall saw Bao Zheng standing up, they all came to their attention. At this moment, Bao Zheng became the absolute focus.

Bao Zheng walked to Wen Yanbo and patted his shoulder. Wen Yanbo made a face and went to the side. Bao Zheng calmly raised the brush and wolf hair on the copywriting, dipped it in ink, and wrote like a magical pen. In an instant, a long article was vividly revealed on the paper:

Xiren, without a broad mo in his heart, was a scholar. He was given the emperor's kindness and was granted a real position. Today, the world is clear and the world is peaceful. However, evil and evil are evil and want to break the clear world. Since the Tang Dynasty lost its power, the country is divided, and heroes are fighting together. How can one be counted for the enemy country? When Song Dynasty was obedient, the saints came out and the world is one. Xiang relied on danger and shoveled and wiped out. For a hundred years, he was indifferent to the mountains and clear waters. In a peaceful world, he was suffering hard, so how could he allow evil and evil to trample on lightly? I claimed to be Qinglian's heart, and I had imitated Yin's integrity. I have punished evil and eliminated evil as my own responsibility, so I wrote a Qing poem to encourage myself! A poem was lying in one word, and the four rhymes have been completed:

A clear mind is the root cause, and a straight way is a plan.

The show ends with a building, and the fine steel does not make hooks.

The swallows and birds are happy when the grass is filled with the food, and the rabbits and foxes are sad when the foxes are filled with the grass.

There are no regrets in ancient books, but no one can be ashamed of those who come.

After Bao Zheng finished writing, he let out a long sigh and placed his pen on the pen holder, but bowed: "Today, Japan does not want to be artful, but happened to Mr. Ding repeatedly invites him, so he put his ambition to be an official at the tip of his pen! He is a rough poem and makes him laugh."

The old literary men present were silent for a long time after reading the poems written by Bao Zheng. After Bao Zheng finished speaking, they were shocked to realize that the literati in the hall was applause. The literati and poets valued the most noble character. Ding Zaixin's poems were luxurious, but they lacked energy. Bao Zheng integrated his principles of being a human being with the poems. The metaphors in the poems were quite exquisite, but immediately gave the artistic conception of the poem to the top.

Bao Zheng wrote this poem, on the one hand, to deal with Ding Zaixin's aggressiveness, and on the other hand, to express his determination to be honest to all the officials in the court. There were many corrupt officials and many honest officials in the Song Dynasty, but most of the honest officials were suppressed by powerful officials. Bao Zheng was fighting alone at this time, so that the honest officials could know their feelings so that they could unite these truly noble and noble people in the future and not be attacked from both sides.

The literati in the hall were talking about it at this time, and they all called Bao Zhengzhi the most unique in history. The Eighth Prince, who had been watching for a long time in the upper seat, clapped his hands at this time.

After he walked to the copywriting and finished reading Bao Zheng's poem, he said, "I have heard that Bao Zheng is a unique person, so I specially invited you here. After reading your literary talent today, I thought you were a talent. However, Zaixin's literary talent is also amazing, and the little brother you brought to you is even more eccentric. With you younger generations in the Song Dynasty, it is a blessing for the Song Dynasty." As the master, the Eighth Prince naturally did not like to see the guests fighting, so he immediately smoothed out the scene to ease the atmosphere.

The Eighth Prince paused for a moment, but changed his tone and said, "Bao Zheng, there is an old friend you know in my house. Today you can't refute my face. You must go and see him."

Bao Zheng frowned, and he had already guessed who the old friend in the Eighth Prince's mouth was. He just nodded in agreement. Seeing that Bao Zheng had agreed, the Eighth Prince turned around and said to many guests: "I have some private affairs with Bao Zheng. You will continue to recite poems and write lyrics. You must fill the collection of poems and enjoy the fun."

After hearing the Eighth Prince's polite words, all the literati and elegant guests in the hall responded in a literary manner. After the Eighth Prince greeted each other, he took Bao Zheng to the inner hall.

The literati in the hall did not take action out of humility because the Eighth Prince left the venue, and the literati could not help but write the poems one by one on the venue for a while, and naturally there were many high-quality poems. However, because Bao Zheng's poems with clear aspirations were in front of him, many of them were a little overshadowed here.

Gongsun Ce was already very literary. He was encouraged by Wen Yanbo and wrote several poems, but it caused a great sensation among the literati. For a time, Bao Zheng, Ding Zaixin, Wen Yanbo, and Gongsun Ce were very popular among young people. Some people who were good at calling the four talents in the capital!

The living room was very lively, but Bao Zheng was taken by the Eighth Prince through the elegant and twisty corridor of Jingyi. The two walked for a long time before they arrived at a Jingyi artificial lake. An exquisite floating bridge went from the lake to the lake. Because it was night, the fog in the lake was vaguely seen in the lake, and there was a graceful figure in the lake.

The Eighth Prince took Bao Zheng across the floating bridge, and after a while, he had already arrived in the pavilion. When the woman in the pavilion saw the Eighth Prince and Bao Zheng, she immediately stepped forward and delivered two blessing gifts, and opened her mouth lightly: "Eighth Prince, Lord Bao, I have great blessings!"

After the woman got up, Bao Zheng looked at him. This woman was Lu Wushuang, the daughter of Lu Zhanyuan who had met twice. Lu Wushuang lost the charm of the past on the way to Beijing, and there was a little more loneliness and bitterness. When she saw Bao Zheng, she had tears in her eyes and was pitiful.

As soon as Bao Zheng saw her, he guessed what she wanted to say. Bao Zheng immediately said, "Miss Wushuang, if you asked me to let your father go today, even if the Eighth Prince is here, Bao Zheng would have nothing to say and had to say goodbye."

Seeing Bao Zheng speaking decisively, Lu Wushuang immediately dripped a few tears and choked and said, "Mr. Bao, Wushuang bumped into you that day and mistakenly regarded a good person like Master Bao as a bad person, but Wushuang was wrong. Wushuang knew that his father was very guilty and did not ask him to spare his father's life, but he only wanted to get a complete body for his father."

Bao Zheng's expression slowed down after hearing Lu Wushuang's words. He originally thought that Lu Wushuang would pester and beg him to let his evil father go, but he didn't expect that he just wanted the whole body for him. For the sake of the Eighth Prince, it would be not difficult for Bao Zheng to agree to such a small request from a whole body.

When the Eighth Prince saw Bao Zheng's expression, he immediately said, "I met this woman on the way to incense at Xiangguo Temple. He only took her to the mansion. When I first met her, she was dressed in tatters, not covered her body, looked hungry, and even said something flawless. After I brought her to the mansion, I took her to seek medical treatment many times before she recovered slightly. She only said that she had great grievances for many days, but refused to say it clearly. Later, she found out that she and Bao Zheng were old friends, so she invited you over. If she could untie the knot in this woman's heart and transform her grievances, she would have done a great merit."

After hearing what the Eighth Prince said, Bao Zheng realized that Lu Wushuang had experienced so many twists and turns. Bao Zheng couldn't help but say seriously to Lu Wushuang: "Miss Wushuang, since you have an injustice, why don't you say it clearly? The Eighth Prince is here, and Bao Zheng, who hates evil, will definitely seek justice for you!"


Chapter completed!