Seeing Zhao Xingde's gloomy expression, Chen Dong couldn't bear it, so he comforted him in a low voice: "In my opinion, this poem about Xingde is comparable to Sima Xinggru's Nagato Fu. If the pretty girl on the fence could sing it Yiyi, it would still be better."

Don't let the princes, princes, and grandsons even take out their souls." After saying this, he felt that he was still hinting that Zhao Xingde's style was not high. Chen Dong felt slightly embarrassed, so he changed his words and said: "What do you think of these servants raised by my mentor's family?"

Zhao Xingde raised his head and took a few glances, and replied listlessly: "That's right." Chen Dong continued: "That's right. Not only is she beautiful and gentle, she is also good at various skills, and there are a few who can recite poems and write lyrics." Zhao Xingde laughed.

: "It's a pity that these talents are buried deep within the walls of the courtyard."

Chen Dong sighed and said, "Who can say otherwise? These singers and maids are well trained, but they are far better than those boring girls from good families. What a pity." As he spoke, he picked up a glass of wine and drank it. Zhao Xingde knew that Chen Dong

He had something to do with a prostitute, so he had a drink with him. Chen Dong said again: "I heard that Dr. Li has a young lady in his family who is well-educated, beautiful, and good at speaking. That means he is a virtuous woman from a good family.

It's fun to hook up again." These words made Zhao Xingde almost spit out the wine in his mouth, because the person Chen Dong mentioned was someone he knew, not only did he know him well, but he also saw each other often.

After one round, Shao Wu reviewed everyone's lyrics and ranked Zhao Guangshi's "Qing Ping Le" first and Chen Dong's "Xijiang Moon" fourth. It was pity that Zhao Xingde stole the song "Moyuer" because the style was not good.

He is tall and shy ranks last.

After a bad start, during the second round of drinking from the clear stream, Zhao Xingde became obsessed with Shao Wu's comment that "it's gone but never returned". He searched for a song from Xin Qiji's "The Sapphire Case" and read:

"The east wind blows thousands of flowers and trees at night. Even more, the stars are falling like rain. The fragrance of BMW carvings fills the road. The sound of phoenix and flute is moving, the light of jade pot is turning, and the fish and dragon dance all night. The moths and snow willows are covered with golden wisps, and the laughter is full of hidden fragrance.

The crowd searched for him thousands of times - suddenly looking back, he was there, in a dimly lit place."

After reading it, Zhao Xingde couldn't help but feel a little uneasy, and waited with the other scholars for Shao Wu to speak.

Shao Wu frowned, nodded slightly and said: "There is some merit in the twist of words," and then the topic changed, "It's just that these are the words of promiscuity on Sangjian Pu, which is good in troubled times. Be virtuous in the future.

You must pay attention to moral knowledge." Zhao Xingde was fine. Chen Dong's expression suddenly changed. Under the contempt of everyone, he was embarrassed to talk to Zhao Xingde. After this round of competition, Shao Wu once again commented on the poems of all the talents, and still regarded Zhao Guangshi's

"Bodhisattva Man" was ranked first, Zhao Xingde's "Zheng Wei Zhi Yin" was ranked fourteenth, and Chen Dong was ranked twelfth.

In the third round of poetry, Zhao Xingde wanted to reverse the comment about his low character, so he recited Lu You's "Bu Shuanzi. Yong Mei":

"Beside the broken bridge outside the post office, I am lonely and without an owner. It is already dusk and I am alone and sad, and there is more wind and rain. I have no intention of struggling for spring, and I will let everyone be jealous. It is scattered into mud and crushed into dust, but only the fragrance remains the same."

Shao Wu commented that the state of mind is acceptable, but the old age is too strong. In order to force melancholy, I have lost the vitality of young people. In the final review, Zhao Guangshi's "Magpie Bridge Immortal" was rated first, Zhao Xingde was rated eighth, and

Chen Dong was rated fifteenth.

In the last round, Zhao Xingde had no illusions at all, so he casually recited a quatrain from Li Qingzhao, "I will be a hero in life, and a hero in death. I still miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross the Yangtze River."

Shao Wu's face turned slightly cold, and he said earnestly: "To be virtuous, you must read history books. It is unfaithful for Xiang Yu to kill King Huai of Chu, and unkind to kill 200,000 Qin soldiers. How can you praise such a rebellious minister and traitor?" Zhao Xingde was determined again.

For the end.

In the final review, Zhao Guangshi, the eldest son of Prime Minister Zhao Zhifu, was extremely talented and unparalleled, and all four of his poems were ranked first.

When leaving, Shao Wu ordered his servants to present two hundred-guan coins to Zhao Xingde, and said solemnly: "Your Majesty, Zhao Shizhi, is a member of the party. I deeply respect him. Please express your feelings with these extraneous things."

Zhao Xingde came to an elegant gathering for the first time and came back in good spirits. Chen Dong saw that he was unhappy and said with relief: "In the past, Qin Shaoyou wrote a poem, "Heaven still knows, Hetian is also thin." As a result, Mr. Yichuan scolded him and said, "Shangqiong.

How can dignity be easily insulted? 'Qin Shaoyou is extremely embarrassed, and he is very similar to Yuan Zhi's situation today. Don't worry Yuan Zhi."

Zhao Xingde held up his hands and thanked him: "Thank you, Brother Shaoyang." He then sighed: "Poetry and Fu are only the final skills, I won't mind." Chen Dong felt a little unwilling to listen to his words, and Poetry and Fu were the last skills.

We are close to the new party, so we must not show it to anyone, so he said, "I just didn't enjoy the drink just now. It's still early in the morning, so how about you and I go somewhere else to have a good drink?"

Zhao Xingde had no choice, so he followed him to a place with carved beams and painted buildings. The upstairs verandah was brightly lit, and dozens of women in heavy makeup were ogling downstairs, some covering their breasts in a coquettish manner, and some

When he saw Chen Dong, he smiled and greeted them: "Brother-in-law is here." Chen Dong didn't feel dissatisfied, and greeted them with his hands, and entered the room. He was familiar with the house, and almost drove the turtle slave to an elegant guest room.

In the window attic, he ordered food and drinks, took out a name card, handed it to the turtle slave along with the reward, and said with a smile: "Young master is hosting a banquet here today. The rest of the crowd has turned away, and I only invite Master to come over."

Thinking that Chen Dong's reward exceeded the usual amount, the turtle slave went away happily. Chen Dong poured the wine himself, and drank one glass at a time with Zhao Xingde. After drinking for three rounds, he sighed and said: "Although I

Although he is not good at poetry and poetry, he still has a good eye for poetry and poetry. The poetry and poetry written by Yuan Zhi are really amazing and brilliant. However, it is too much, and the edge is too exposed."

Zhao Xingde's expression changed slightly when he heard something in his words. He reached out to fill the wine glass in front of Chen Dong and asked, "What do you mean by Brother Chen's words?"

Chen Dong sighed and said: "Unfortunately today, I bumped into Prime Minister Zhao's son who wants to become famous, and Yuan Zhi's poems are so good. If your teacher didn't criticize you harshly, wouldn't he let Prime Minister Zhao and his son become your foil?

?Right now, I, Qingliu, are being severely suppressed by the traitor Cai Jing, and I am planning to join forces with Prime Minister Zhao to fight against Cai Jing, so..." He held back his words, sighed, and drank another glass of wine.

Zhao Xingde had doubts in his heart at first, but he suddenly realized it. He drank the wine and said in a low voice: "Shao Yushi is a leader of the Qing Dynasty that the whole country looks up to. He really upholds the public spirit."

Chen Dong tapped his fingers lightly on the table, rolled his throat a few times, and whispered: "The way of a gentleman is to take it straight and not to ask for it. How can it be so difficult? Mr. Zhoushan spent his life praying for the people, and in the end

I still end up being exiled to Qiongzhou. There are already many cronies in the court. If we, Qingliu, are determined to do things to help the world and bring peace to the people, we can only accept this situation. When necessary, we can only sacrifice ourselves and follow others."

Zhao Xingde was a light drinker and was not in a good mood at this time. After drinking a few glasses of wine, he could not help but feel dizzy. He immediately retorted: "If you don't sweep a house, how can you sweep the world? If you are not upright, how can you rectify the world?"

And if Zhi Zhuo wants to help the world, it's up to him?" He was indignant in his heart, but there was still a trace of clarity in his mind, and he finally bit his tongue and did not say Shao Wu's name.

Chen Dong looked ashamed. After a moment of silence, he suddenly asked: "Do you believe Mr. Zhoushan's words, 'The world is the master and the king is the guest'? Do you believe it or not?"

Zhao Xingde laughed dumbly and said smoothly: "Of course I believe it."

Chen Dong nodded. In this era, "people with different principles should not conspire with each other." If Zhao Xingde doesn't believe it, then there is no need to say anything else.

He turned the wine glass and said in deep thought: "This dynasty advocates the rule of the Three Dynasties. Shun's son Shang Jun was immoral, and everyone in the world abandoned Shang Jun and served Xia Yu. Shang Tang was immoral, and the princes rebelled and returned to Zhou Dynasty. Later, he became the king of Wu Dao.

, Duke Zhou deposed him, King Li was unruly, and the people of the country drove him away."

Zhao Xingde's eyes flashed. You must know that Chen Dong worshiped under Shao Wu's sect, but these words were inconsistent with Shao Wu's Confucianism. He looked up at Chen Dong and asked: "If Shaoyang admires Mr. Huang, why did he devote himself to Shao Yushi?"

Under the sect?" I hope to hear his explanation.

Chen Dong smiled slightly and said slowly: "Although Mr. Zhoushan's teachings are good, they are not tolerated by the scholar-bureaucrats in the court. Instead of melancholy and dying in Linquan, it is better to turn the straight into a straight line. My mentor is a leader of the scholarly community. If we want to show our prominence, if we don't

To join Cai Jing's treacherous party is to join the Qing Dynasty. That's why I am worshiping my mentor because I want to accumulate popularity and hope for the future. There will always be a time when we can help the country."

Zhao Xingde didn't expect Chen Dong to have such a plan. He was stunned and sighed after a while: "The Master said that a politician must be upright. When a commander is upright, who dares to be unjust?" What he meant was that if Chen Dong studied under Shao Wu,

From now on, we can only go further and further down the road of machinations, instead of adhering to the morals and opinions we originally believed in.

Chen Dong glanced at him, drank a glass of wine, and before he spoke, the door of the room was pushed open, and a singer with light powder and a pipa in her arms walked in slowly. Before she could sit down, she

He rolled his eyes at Chen Dong and said coquettishly: "Mr. Chen hasn't been here for a long time, but he forgot about Master?"

Chen Dong felt slightly embarrassed and said, "I'm here, aren't I?" He added, "This is my good friend Zhao Yuanzhi, he is a real talent." He smiled and said, "Yuanzhi is an honest man, so don't bully him.

." The singer rolled her eyes and said angrily: "Are you allowed to bully me?" Even so, her tone and eyes were full of affection and affection.

Zhao Xingde saw the two people flirting here and didn't know whether it was true or false. The singer looked up at Zhao Xingde and then gave her a deep bow. Zhao Xingde knew that her relationship with Chen Dong was extraordinary, so he hurriedly turned aside

After giving way, the singer saw that he was cautious and obviously not used to romantic scenes. She was a little panicked even when she gave way. She smiled like a flower blooming, all kinds of charms were revealed, and said softly: "My grandma's surname is Li.

, my famous teacher, I wish you all the best, Mr. Zhao."

At that time, there were tens of thousands of prostitutes in Bianliang, and the singers were called "Shishi", "Panpan", and "An'an", ranging from one thousand to five hundred. Zhao Xingde secretly wondered whether this Li Shishi was the one in history, but it looked like

Even if she wasn't gorgeous, it wouldn't be much different.

Chen Dongdao: "Shishi's life experience is quite pitiful. Her maiden name is Wang. Her parents died when she was 4 years old, and she was adopted by Grandma Li ever since." He also said: "I think it was fate in the previous life. Shishi and I hit it off at first sight, and now we are.

We have made an agreement for life, but Grandma Li asked for a lot of money to redeem her body, so we have to think about it in the long term." As he said this, Master Li's face also darkened. At this time, it was forbidden by the imperial court for a scholar to have an affair with a prostitute, so he asked Zhao Xingde

To tell the truth, firstly, he wanted to show his sincerity, and secondly, he did not want Zhao Xingde to look down on Master Li, or even make fun of him.

After listening to Chen Dong's introduction, Master Li knew that Zhao Xingde was a friend that Chen Dong really valued, so he came over to salute again, and Zhao Xingde returned the salute. After the three of them sat down, the atmosphere was different from before. There was an understanding and beautiful woman present.

, the two gentlemen also felt much happier, and they exchanged cups and cups more frequently.

After the wine was drunk, Chen Dong's eyes flashed with light, he raised his glass and said to Zhao Xingde: "To be honest with Yuan Zhi, I think that in today's world, the scholar-bureaucrats and the emperor rule the world together. However, the scholar-bureaucrats in our court have many different hearts and are trapped in party disputes, which has led to the world.

Nothing can be done to cheer up. As the saying goes, everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world. If we want to cheer up the government, we must first unite people's hearts. I want to contact a dozen friends and launch a literary society in Taixue to strengthen each other and study academic theories. I don't know if Yuan Zhi can do it.

Are you willing to join the club?"

Zhao Xingde smiled and said: "For such a good thing, I should give Shaoyang a helping hand. I wonder if I need to donate to join the club?"

Chen Dong laughed loudly and said: "Donation matters vary from person to person. Rich people like Zhang Wenhuan, Deng Shouyi, and Zhu Damu naturally have to give more. Yuan Zhi, a person with nothing to lose, can just give out the usual two.

That’s all, but everyone is considered the founder of the Neo-Confucian Society.”

"Neo-Confucianism Society?" Zhao Xingde twirled his wine glass and thought about the name of the Literary Society.

"That's right," Chen Dong's eyes flashed with heat, "The principles of tomorrow's earth will be understood, and the knowledge of ancient and modern times will be understood, and the world will be governed by the way of the saint king." The two drank the wine in their glasses, and Chen Dong discussed some articles with Zhao Xingde.

The constitution and system of the society. Chen Dong is quite capable of discerning people, and his intuition is like Zhang Bing, Deng Su, Zhu Sen, He Fang and others. Although he has talents and academic ambitions, he is not as good as Zhao Yuanzhi in terms of practical ability. He hopes that Zhao Xingde will play a similar role in the Neo-Confucian Society.

Zhao Xingde was a general affairs officer. He felt that he paid less than others, so he was embarrassed to shirk too much. The two hit it off and had a few more drinks.

The prostitute Li Shishi was quite knowledgeable. When Chen Dong and Zhao Xingde were discussing the affairs of the literary society, she just pursed her lips and held her pipa and smiled silently. While pouring the wine to persuade her to drink, her wonderful eyes wandered around Chen Dong's side.

After talking about the big things, we returned to the romance. Chen Dong mentioned that Zhao Xingde had composed several good lyrics, and Master Li started to play and sing them one by one according to the lyrics. The sound of the pipa was crisp and the throat was soft. I didn’t know when it started to rain outside the window.

It was raining lightly, and there was a tinkling sound of water dripping from the eaves, and there was a faint rhythmic sound, which matched the singing, as if it were made in heaven. Zhao Xingde and Chen Dong sang songs and gave wine to each other. They were both very drunk and staggered back to the studio together.

They were agitated by the rain along the way, and when they returned to the studio, the two of them were mostly drunk. Chen Dongyi was still unfinished, and he said impassionedly: "If the corpses of all the princes in the court are left to eat plain food, we will not be able to control the barbarians outside, and we will not be able to calm the people inside."

The rise and fall of the world is the responsibility of our generation of scholars. Our Chinese culture is far-reaching, our mountains and rivers are fertile, and our population is many times that of the other barbarians. As long as the emperor rises up, the government is clear, and the people are vigorous, China will prosper! The Song Dynasty will prosper!" Zhao Xingde couldn't bear to sweep it away!

Echoing his interest, the two chatted in the courtyard of the studio late into the night before going to bed.

A few days later, the warm fragrance was strong in the study room of Prime Minister Cai Jing's residence. Cai Jing took over the copy of the poems of the old party members passed by the Shao Mansion. When he read the three-word poem written by Zhao Xingde, he couldn't help laughing and said: "What a good man.

The younger generation who do not know the current affairs and do not know the heights of heaven and earth should suffer some setbacks even if they are dreaming of flowers and immortals caressing their heads." He thought to himself: "Zhao Tixin has been against me for several years and died in depression. What a good son I have been.

.Wait until he meets a group of people who are seeking fame and fame and is beaten to death, and then see if he can put the child into his sleeve. If he cannot use it, he must hoe it."

The helper next to him echoed: "These old party members, in the name of collecting poetry and poetry, criticize the government and should really be punished." Cai Jing waved his hand and said: "A gentleman has the capacity to tolerate others. Scholar-officials are the pillars of the country. How can they be easily destroyed?"
Chapter completed!