Datang: Angry at Li Er, he still begged me to come out of the mountain

Chapter 155
Fortunately, it was Kong Yue, if it was someone else, Cheng Chuliang would immediately go up and remove his dog's head and come down.

Therefore, under the expectant eyes of everyone, Kong Yue said: "I spent a lot of money to invite Miss Wanning from Yichun Courtyard."

I saw a woman in tulle, with a slim figure and a very delicate face, with a bit of national beauty and temperament, and her injuries can also be said to be outstanding.

Then, Miss Wanning took a look, and the dancers all left in an orderly manner, and then filled everyone's wine glasses, "When drinking, there should be poems to add to the fun, and this is not the first time, gentlemen. I gathered here for a poetry meeting, and every time I wait, I can bring surprises to the little girl."

"Yes, yes, what Miss Wanning said is that the most important thing in this gathering is poetry and songs." Kong Yueshi said, "This year, we have invited an expert for you. meeting."

Just as he was talking, he heard footsteps, and a middle-aged man in his 40s pushed the door open and entered.

Those with eyesight got up and bowed immediately after seeing this person, "I've seen Mr. Du."

All the visitors stood up and saluted the middle-aged man one by one. Jiang Yunqing also followed them, and also got up and saluted as a junior.

Although the man who came here has some gray hair, he is in very good spirits and has gained a little weight.

After everyone's introduction, this person is Du Zhenglun.

Du Zhenglun successively served as a member of the Ministry of War, Wai Lang, Gishizhong, Zhongshu Shilang, Prince Zuo Shuzi, and was granted the title of Marquis of Nanyang County.

Du Zhenglun was a very powerful person. In the Renshou Year of the Sui Dynasty, he and his brothers Du Zhengxuan and Du Zhengzang were admitted as scholars, but this scholar was very important. There were only more than ten scholars in the Sui Dynasty, but the Du family was There are three talents in one school.

Moreover, this person is extremely good at writing articles, is proficient in Buddhist scriptures, and was appointed to become a captain of Guo Yuqi. Later, he was recruited by Li Er, who was still King Qin, to the King Qin Literature Museum, and he was also an old man who followed Li Er.

Moreover, he is also a close minister next to Li Er. After Li Er registered, he has been responsible for the work of annotating the "Daily Record" by Li Er's side.

This daily record is to record the emperor's various public activities, even court meetings, and some important words and deeds in daily life. Except for those things in the emperor's harem, it can also be said to be one of the life secretaries. up.

And since the fourth year of Zhenguan, Du Zhenglun also served as the master of Prince Li Chengqian.

"Mr. Du, please take your seat." Miss Wanning also bowed, and then placed a delicate cushion on the main seat.

Du Zhenglun was also not polite at all. He took off his shoes and sat on the main seat. Many people here had studied in the Imperial College, and he was also the teacher of most of them.

"Miss Wanning has been living in the south of the Yangtze River before, but now that she is in Chang'an, can she get used to everything?"

Judging by the appearance of Du Zhenglun and Miss Wanning, they seem to be quite familiar with each other. It's like reminiscing about old friends. It's probably not the first time the two have met.

"Mr. Xie Du is concerned, my family is just a duckweed, and I am not used to it." Wan Ning smiled slightly, and warmed up a pot of wine for Du Zhenglun.

"If you come, you will be at ease. Life is unsatisfactory nine out of ten. It is best to live well and enjoy the present."

"Mr. Xie Du made a point."

"Okay, we can start." Obviously, Du Zhenglun is also very interested now, "What did you say before the old man came?"

"Miss Wanning said that good wine must be accompanied by good poetry." Kong Yue said.

"There are quite a few good poems you have gathered in these years. How is this year?"

"Mr. Du, we are all juniors, how can we show off that little ink in front of you, please come here because we want you to give us some pointers."

"This statement is wrong, this statement is different. Today, there are no teachers or students here, and there are no adults or adults. It is approaching the end of the new year, so we will gather together and have a good time." Du Zhenglun said so, everyone It's not so stiff anymore, one mouthful of Uncle Du, that's more like letting nature take its course.

Then someone put pen, ink, paper and inkstone on it. Whoever has inspiration can compose a poem first, and then comment on it for Du Zhenglun.

However, writing poetry also requires technical skills, and it is not something you can just write if you want to.

Just like what Cheng Chuliang wrote, I don’t know how much effort it took to write it, but the writing is also very ugly, and it’s not easy to see at all.

But, after all, Du Zhenglun is kind-hearted. He came here to comment honestly, not to cause trouble. Besides, who would dare to trouble the Cheng family? He also knows what kind of virtue the child of the Cheng family is, so he can write it down. It's not bad, I just said a few words casually, but it's not about the work, but about this person, Cheng Chuliang is not bad, it's quite good, keep working hard, the old man is optimistic about you.

Everyone has also seen that Cheng Chuliang is like this every year. The poems he writes are more limericks than limericks, but no one is too embarrassed to say it directly. Why don't they go up and beat them, but they can't beat them.

Of course, Lee, there are still one or two people who can write good poems, and Du Zhenglun will also make timely comments and say a few words to the poets about the slight deficiencies.

But this bastard of the Cheng family has written all the poems, but Jiang Yunqing hasn't started writing yet.

Cai Jiasong stared closely at Jiang Yunqing's place, and began to think about it in his heart. He understood that now is a good time to avenge his cousin.

While happily drinking wine and eating side dishes, Jiang Yunqing ignored Cai Jiasong's sarcastic look and ignored him, treating him as if he was nothing.

But he raised his head casually, and he was indeed looking at Miss Wanning's side.

Jiang Yunqing could see the slight sadness and helplessness in Miss Wanning's eyes, and he also carefully observed every movement and every word of Miss Wanning, which seemed to be the self-cultivation in her bones. The person must not be some ordinary oiran, maybe a troubled young lady.

Du Zhenglun was also very happy today, and glanced at Jiang Yunqing, "Jiang Xiaoyou, Du Mou also bought a copy of your collection of Yunqing's poems, and they are all good lines. I don't know if you are interested in singing today. How about a poem?"

Jiang Yunqing hadn't spoken yet, but Cai Jiasong saw this opportunity and said, "Jiang Yunqing, you ate and drank, everyone wrote poems, but you didn't, what do you mean? ? Are you looking down on us, or Uncle Du?"

(End of this chapter)