"There is no evil in the Jiangtou, and it is difficult to travel on other people's roads! What a 'it is difficult to travel on other people'!!"

Zhao Qing put down the paper cup in his hand and said lightly: "Parent Xiao, you have seen this Xu Erlang, how about this person...?"

Xiao Yi lowered his eyebrows and his voice was not loud: "This person is available, but not very useful. It is trustworthy, but not heavy."

After a pause, Xiao Yi's head lowered.

"This person... I can't see through it, but if he can come to the capital, he is still qualified to let His Majesty look up to you. If he can't even come..."

As an old man who grew up watching Zhao Qing grow up, how could Xiao Yi not know how suspicious this Majesty is? How strong is the desire to control?!

In fact, there is no trace of this Majesty's inspiration for the battles between various factions in the court.

The noble faction led by King Liang and the civil servant faction led by Ye Shan.

The young and powerful factions led by Wang Fen, the garrison general of the Beidi border, were very happy to fight each other in the court.

Nowadays, young and strong factions have no endorsements in the court, so they need to rely more on His Majesty's trust.

The civil servant faction was also hit after Zhou Huairen retired. Originally, Zhao Qing attacked the Liang King's faction with Zhou Huairen's assassination, but now it is because of the Blood Soul Pill that has to reuse the Liang King.

Therefore, Zhao Qing urgently needs a talent to join the civil service group to check and balance the current popular Liang King.

More importantly, this person must be unable to get along with King Liang in terms of identity and background to personal grudges.

Xu Xian undoubtedly satisfied the points Zhao Qing was looking forward to. Xu Xian and King Liang had a grudge against killing their son.

Xu Xian's father-in-law was almost killed by the Prince of Liang. Such deep hatred was destined to be together.

This is also what Zhao Qing needs.

"I didn't expect that Xu Erlang actually has such a great talent."

Zhao Qing looked at the poems on the paper cup, and his appreciation was beyond words.

Xiao Yi lowered his head and silently served Zhao Qing.

"The old prime minister still presses his sword when he knows it, but the rich people laugh and play with their heads! Hahaha... it's so deep, so deep! Hahaha..."

Zhao Qing smiled very happily.

It was also at this time that these poems by Xu Xian also began to spread wildly in the capital through certain channels and under the promotion of some people.

In the Imperial College, the Imperial College Priest Kongda squinted his eyes and looked at the scholars in the Imperial College bustling arguments.

"What is the question of the world? It's better to have a high meal! It's really something that Xu Wenchang's disciple can write!"

Kong Da, whose courtesy name is Boyi, was thirty-seventh grandson of the Supreme Master of Shengyan, and was a sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial wine in the Great Zhao Kingdom.

The scholars below were all arguing about these poems by Xu Xian crazily, and even the poem "I saw a hundred and ten dogs" was circulated here.

Some people think that Xu Erlang's poem is too vicious and killing people is just a lie! Such humiliation is really a humiliation.

But some scholars scoffed at this, and the Master said, "How can you repay kindness with kindness with kindness?! Repay grudges with straightness and repay kindness with kindness!"

So there is nothing wrong with Xu Erlang's response, and it is even in line with the ancient meaning of the Master.

The two sides quarreled and the entire capital was bustling.

But even the most ruthless scholar who criticized Xu Xian had to admit that these poems by Xu Xian were the masterpieces!

The women in the capital reacted faster than the scholars. In just a few days, these poems by Xu Xian had already sung all over the streets and alleys.

Even the ladies of the official family who were raised in the deep boudoir were heard all over the ears.

What the friends of the handkerchiefs talked about were all the unparalleled poems that had not been born for five hundred years!

"Others laugh at me for being too crazy, but I laugh at me for not seeing through it! I don't see the tombs of heroes in Wuling, and I can make a field without flowers or wine! What a great man this Xu Erlang is!..."

In the home of the Grand Secretary Ye Shan, Ye Xian, the daughter of Ye Shan, put the poem in her arms and looked into the distance in a daze.

The maid beside her was circling with her eyes drippingly, and she said to Ye Xian crisply.

"Miss! It is said that Xu Erlang is a disciple of Mr. Wen. Our master and Mr. Wen are old friends! If Xu Erlang comes to Beijing, he will definitely come to our mansion to visit."

Ye Xian couldn't help but lit up when she heard this. She stood up happily and turned around to say something, but when she looked at the smile at the corner of the maid's eyes, she suddenly became embarrassed and annoyed.

"Damn girl! Look at me, don't tear your mouth!"

The maid giggled and begged for mercy to run away. The two girls laughed and joked for a while before they stopped.

Then he saw the maid whispering to Ye Xian: "Miss, you still have to be careful of the lady from Duke Chen!"

"Everyone said that when she saw Xu Erlang's poems, she said she would not marry him. She even knew that Xu Erlang was already married and didn't care about being a young man..."

"Duke Chen is so angry that he has put her at home now!"

When Ye Xian heard this, her face looked quite unfair.

But he didn't say much, but he just lost the intention of fighting with the maid and looked at the poems in his hand in a daze. He didn't know what he was thinking.

"I have not yet cried through the "Yangguan" and I have more meals after the rest of my fame and fortune..."

In the capital, in Qingci Garden.

The sound of sorrow came out with the sound of the husband. In the attic in the inner courtyard, a woman with a double chin and a little baby fat was seen sitting on it at the age of seventeen or eighteen with long beards and holding a girl's bun.

The girl's skin is quite fair, and she looks like a Hu bloodline.

"Agana! What's the point of singing that makes you beautiful?! That Xu Erlang is in Yingtian Prefecture, not in the capital!"

The girl's name is Agana, and it is said that the princess of some country in the extreme west.

It is said that after his country was destroyed, he fled to Da Zhaolai along the way with the guards and caravans.

When I came to Da Zhao, I was almost penniless, but fortunately, Agana learned Da Zhao's Mandarin along the way.

With her outstanding eloquence and luxurious appearance, she signed a contract with the master Li Niang of Qingciyuan.

After five years, she lived in Qingci Garden. Five years later, Li Niang gave her five hundred taels of silver and allowed her to leave.

She will move in with her guards within the past five years. She cannot force her to do things if she doesn't want to, but she also needs to earn at least 500 taels of silver for Li Niang every month.

Li Niang is very good at being in the capital. It is said that she has somehow worshipped Xiao Yi as her adoptive father.

So there were really not many people who dared to provoke her inside and outside the capital.

Agana also relied on her intelligence and the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting that she learned on the road, and the title of a princess in the extreme west made the nobles and scholars of the capital flock to her.

Now it takes 100 taels to make tea with Agana, and if Agana is full of grass, she can leave on the spot.

Li Niang made a lot of money and was very proud of her investment.

"Li Niang, Xu Erlang is coming to the capital for the imperial examination!"

Agana smiled like a flower and said to Li Niang who was teasing behind her: "But you don't have to worry, he is already married."
Chapter completed!