Chapter 59 Yan Shu's Choice
Li Di looked at Zhao Zhen in confusion.
Zhao Zhen pointed to several newspapers on the table and asked, "Are you not these articles written by the teacher?"
Li Di looked down and shook his head: "Your Highness, this Mr. Black Mountain is not a minister."
Um?
"Strange thing, sir, I remember, I asked you to make an article every day and print it on the third page? Who else can I have besides you?" Zhao Zhen wondered.
Li Di scratched his head embarrassedly: "Your Highness forgives me. I have brought the workers to fertilize corn and potatoes these days, and I forgot about this!"
Zhao Zhen was speechless for a moment: "So, Mr. Heishan is someone else?"
"Maybe...right!"
"Call Bi Sheng quickly!"
Not long after, Bi Sheng arrived and told everyone the truth.
Zhao Zhen was shocked!
It turned out to be Yan Shu?
Yan Shu was a great writer in the Northern Song Dynasty and was also one of the representatives of Song Ci.
Many lyrics have been passed down for thousands of years!
Such a person should be noble and not tolerant of the world!
But judging from the article "Jin Ping Mei" in Sanjian, Yan Shu is not like a romantic poet, but rather like an old-fashioned and sophisticated scholar.
"This is a talent..."
Zhao Zhen's eyes lit up and he ordered: "Old Wang, send someone to find Yan Shu in secret!"
"yes!"
...
It's dark.
Yan Shu came to Pingshan Villa.
When Yan Shu saw Zhao Zhen, he did not dare to be negligent and said respectfully: "My memory, Yan Shu, pay homage to Your Highness!"
He said that he wanted to kneel down.
But Zhao Zhen grabbed him.
Zhao Zhen said enthusiastically: "Why should I see you from Yuanwailang Yan? I remember that you were the prince's servant in the East Palace, but you were still your own people!"
Yan Shu was flattered.
Zhao Zhen said: "Yan Yuanwailang is my prodigy in the Song Dynasty, and he is also a representative of the ci artists. Especially the song "Huanxisha", I remember it in my heart. A new song of wine and a glass of wine last year. The weather last year is old pavilions. When will the sunset come back? There is no way for the flowers to fall, and the swallows return like familiarity. The fragrance of the small garden is wandering alone... You see, I remember it word by word!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Zhen felt something was wrong.
Yan Shu looked at him with a confused look on his face!
Li Di's eyes were shocked!
Wang Shu seemed to be unable to help but shout 666.
What's going on?
Zhao Zhen was stunned.
But Yan Shu was surprised and said, "Your Highness is so literary. This song "Huanxisha" can definitely shock the world. Once this lyrics are released, no one in the world will dare to write the lyrics..."
Li Di was a little depressed, "Your Highness always said that he doesn't understand literature or poetry. Now it seems that your Highness is just lying to the old ministers!"
The King's Office said loudly: "Your Highness, it's amazing!"
Zhao Zhen: “…”
Finished!
Fork installation is too much!
Originally, he just wanted to take out Yan Shu's "Huanxisha" and get closer to Yan Shu.
Who knew that at this time, Yan Shu had not written this poem yet!
"Ahem..." Zhao Zhen said a little embarrassedly, "Is that true? It seems that I remember it wrong. Yan Yuanwailang, sit down quickly. I have something to discuss with you."
Yan Shu sat down with some anxiety, "I wonder what your highness is doing to find me?"
Zhao Zhen picked up the newspaper, smiled, and said, "Yan Yuanwailang, I have read these articles carefully. It is amazing. Now, I have heard that the scholars in Bianjing City highly respect you, and even want to join you to study financial studies with you... I think this is an opportunity, and I also intend to invite you to Pingshan to serve as the editor-in-chief of "Bianjing News". What do you think?"
Yan Shu was a little hesitant.
Wang Shu persuaded: "Yan Yuanwailang, please forgive me for being frank. Although you are now a member of the Ministry of Revenue and a member of the Ministry of Revenue of the Provincial Department of Revenue, everyone knows that this official is unemployed every day and is meaningless. You might as well go to Pingshan and follow His Highness to do something..."
Yan Shu thought for a while and said, "This matter is very important, please allow me to consider it!"
Zhao Zhen smiled and said, "Yan Yuanwailang doesn't have to worry about it. No matter how you make a decision, the gate of Pingshan will always be open to you..."
"Thank you, Your Highness!"
Then, Yan Shu left with great worries.
...
Bianjing City.
Royal Palace.
Yanqing Hall.
Zhao Heng roared and asked, "Have you not found the prince and Li Di yet?"
Zhou Huaizheng quickly knelt on the ground: "The official family, the young man has sent someone to Pingshan to stare. He has delivered the news to the palace three times a day. Until now, Your Highness and Mr. Li have not returned yet!"
Zhao Heng said angrily: "A bunch of waste..."
Zhou Huaizheng raised his head and said tremblingly: "Officials, on the contrary, have strange things happened in Bianjing City these days."
"What's the matter?"
He quickly asked the eunuch behind him to bring up a few newspapers.
Then he introduced: "The official family, this thing is called a newspaper, and it is very popular among the people in the city of Bianjing."
However, Zhao Heng saw a brief exploration of "Jin Ping Mei" and several other articles, including "Jin Ping Mei".
After a while, he put down his article and said leisurely: "So, Didi Xiaoxiaosheng's original intention was to point out the reality of the Song Dynasty, but he did not dare to say it clearly. So he used such means to make the world mistakenly think that "Jin Ping Mei" was a licentious book?"
Zhou Huaizheng whispered: "The officials, young people have never studied, but the people think so. Mr. Heishan is very famous now. It is said that many scholars gathered together spontaneously to study Jin Pingmei, claiming to be Jinxue..."
Zhao Heng was stunned and asked, "Is this book so widely spread, has it ever been harmful?"
Zhou Huaizheng shook his head: "I haven't heard of it..."
Zhao Heng said to himself: "Is it because I was wrong... Okay, I will send someone to find the prince and Li Di as soon as possible. As for this book, let's talk about it in a few days..."
"Yes, the official!"
...
In the imperial city.
Shangshu Province.
Ministry of Revenue.
Yan Shu walked into a room with a gloomy face.
In the room, a thin middle-aged man sat.
This person is Li Da, the Minister of Revenue.
Li Da took a sip of tea and asked with a smile: "Yan Shu, how are you thinking?"
Yan Shu looked embarrassed and said, "Shu Li, it is said that eating the king's fortune will make you share your worries. Yan Shu is a minister of the Song Dynasty. He should be loyal to the official family and the Song Dynasty. As for Gong Ding, although he was the prime minister, he was not the official family, nor the Song Dynasty. If I let me surrender to him, it would be difficult to obey my destiny!"
Bang.
Li Da's face darkened, and he slapped the table with a slap, and said angrily: "Yan Shu, you are really ungrateful. You are asking you to surrender to Mr. Ding. This is a compliment. Don't be ungrateful... At the beginning, Mr. Ding's words could make you go from a Hanlin bachelor's degree to a Ministry of Revenue. Now Mr. Ding can also let you roll down from a Ministry of Revenue. Without Mr. Ding's appreciation, you are nothing..."
Yan Shu clenched his fists!
He had a bright future, and he had today, all of which was given by Ding Wei!
Now, Ding Wei still wants to suppress him!
After a while, he raised his head and asked, "Shu Li, if I don't surrender to Mr. Ding, wouldn't there be no place for me to stay in the court?"
Li Da sneered: "I guess you know better than me the consequences of offending Mr. Ding? What are you, a little Yan Shu? Thinking about Kou Zhun, you were so powerful, you were just a preface. If the prince hadn't interfered with it, I'm afraid Kou Zhun would never have returned to the position of prime minister in this life..."
"Hahaha……"
Yan Shu suddenly burst into laughter.
Chapter completed!