My husband, please respect yourself. The princess is here to grab the bride.

Bai Shaoqiu is a person who respects teachers!

It was not surprising that this poem won the first place. What surprised him was that Master Qin was moved by this poem.

Now the old master has extended an invitation...

Bai Shaoqiu grinned:

"it is good!"

"The old man has stories, and I, Bai Shaoqiu, have wine!"

"Someday when I have some free time, I will bring some wine to Changning Academy to listen to the old man tell stories... We'll get drunk together, but we won't sleep together!"

Master Qin was immediately delighted.

He lifted his sleeves and wiped the tears from his face.

He seemed to have never been so happy as today!

He laughed happily like a child:

"When you meet a true friend in old age, you should be clear about everything!"

"Then I'll catch a few more fish. I cook them well. Bring some wine, and we'll get drunk together... but not sleep together!"

"A word is settled!"

"It's a deal...Mr. Bai, please continue moving forward!"

"Goodbye, old sir!"

"Remember, I'll be waiting for you at Qiuyulu! Goodbye!"

Bai Shaoqiu turned around and greeted the stunned Zhuo Yihang and Qi Shaotong, then took his silly brother-in-law past this pavilion and headed towards the third pavilion.

The black-armored warrior quickly took the paper from Master Qin's hand and hurried to the Ninth Princess's cabin deep in the bamboo stream.

Zhuo Yixing then came to Master Qin's side and bowed. "Sir, what kind of poem did Master Bai write?"

Master Qin looked at his disciple, shook his head and smiled:

"You are a talented person, but you are far from Mr. Bai!"

He came to the table, picked up the pen, dipped it in ink, and wrote down the poem "The Golden Hairpin".

He picked up the paper, blew on it, and handed it to Zhuo Yixing:

"I hope you will become stronger when facing stronger opponents, and more courageous when facing more setbacks!"

"Don't ever lose your fighting spirit just because you've read his lyrics!"

"This word... can really discourage people!"

“Even Lao Si and Lao Fang would be full of praise after seeing this!”

Zhuo Yihang and Qi Shaotong were shocked. They took a look... for a moment, they were dumbfounded!

What the hell,

Demon!

What kind of regret is this?

They may not be able to understand the meaning of the poem too deeply, but from the perspective of appreciation, this poem is unsurpassed!

Bai Shaoqiu is about the same age as me. What has he been through in the past ten years that made him write such unforgettable words of regret?

No wonder it resonated with Mr.

No wonder it could make the gentleman, who had always been calm, lose his composure!

This is the highest realm of poetry!

Zhuo Yixing took a deep breath and asked in a low voice:

"In your opinion, sir, how talented is Mr. Bai?"

Master Qin pondered for three breaths: "At least as high as three floors!"

Zhuo Yixing looked up and saw the sunlight shining down. He squinted his eyes and thought, a three-story building... that's already very high!

This metaphor about the three-story building comes from the Bunyuan Pavilion in Kyoto.

Wenyuan Pavilion is opposite Gaoge.

There are two pavilions separated by a river.

The nine-story pavilion contains the best poems and essays from the past three hundred years of the Xingguo era.

Wenyuan Pavilion is four stories high. There are no articles inside it, only portraits!

Each of those portraits is of a person who has achieved extremely high literary attainments in Xingguo over the past three hundred years!

Among them, starting from the third floor, the portraits hung are all of great scholars.

There are forty-six portraits on the third floor, including six great scholars who are still alive in Xingguo today!

Saying that a person's talent is as high as a three-story building means that this person has literary attainments comparable to those of a great scholar!

The youngest great scholar in Xingguo was named Ye Shu, and was a descendant of the Ye family, one of the four major families in Xingguo.

Forty years old this year.

However, when he was only twenty years old, he was considered to have talent as high as a third floor.

Bai Shaoqiu is nearly seventeen...

The gentleman actually thinks his talent is as high as a three-story building!

Doesn't this mean that he is very likely to become a great scholar who will prosper the country, and his portrait can be hung on the third floor of Wenyuan Pavilion?

Zhuo Yihang and Qi Shaotong looked at each other in silence, shocked.

What the hell,

It’s really depressing!

……

……

A poem "Phoenix Hairpin and Red and Soft Hands" was placed in front of the Ninth Princess Tang Xianxian and Dongfang Changying.

After listening to the black-armored warrior's story and reading the poem, the two beautiful girls fell silent.

This poem gives them a heavy feeling!

It is the sadness revealed between the lines.

They had never experienced the kind of heart-wrenching pain described in the lyrics, nor could they imagine when Bai Shaoqiu had experienced such pain.

Poems come from the heart, and this poem is undoubtedly excellent. If it was written by an elderly scholar, they might be able to guess what this scholar had experienced.

But this poem was written by Bai Shaoqiu!

"He... Changying, does he already have a beloved woman?"

Tang Xianxian bit her lip and said:

"After all, you haven't really understood him. I don't think anyone in Xiling City has ever understood him."

"He originally had a girl he loved, but his father, the Emperor, issued an imperial decree to give him to you... He and that girl were forced to separate, so he wrote this poem today."

Dongfang Changying pondered for three breaths, "Maybe... I'll check it out carefully."

"If he really has an old lover, how would you handle it?"

Dongfang Changying slowly stood up, walked to the door, and looked at the bamboo sea.

She was silent for a long time.

Suddenly there was a sigh.

After a moment, she turned and looked at Tang Xianxian, her eyes suddenly firm:

"He is my legitimate husband!"

"If he really has an old lover... I must go and meet her."

"So what if you know it? Wouldn't it just cause you more trouble? If you ask me...it's probably better to pretend you don't know."

"No!"

Dongfang Changying shook his head: "Pretending not to know will make me feel uncomfortable and unhappy."

"This matter must be resolved."

"How to solve?"

"I'll make the decision for him and take her as his concubine!"

"..."

Tang Xianxian's eyes widened immediately, "Sharing with others? That's not your character!"

"I figured it out."

"What did you figure out?"

"People like him can't forget their old love and won't be content with mediocrity. Just as you said, he's currently in a state of leisure, enjoying the company of birds, mountain flowers, and me."

Dongfang Changying walked towards the tea table and said:

"He has been recognized by Master and Mr. Fang, and now he has been recognized by Master Qin."

"Master Qin is the elder brother of the current Right Prime Minister!"

"Although the two brothers had a disagreement in the past, they can't write two Qin characters with one stroke. Moreover... Old Master Qin hasn't returned to Kyoto for over twenty years. The Qin family in Kyoto owes him something."

"Master Qin invited him to Yuqiulu. Even if he didn't recommend him to Prime Minister Qin, I'm sure Master Qin would ask the Qin family to take care of him when he goes to Kyoto..."

"He'll be great!"

Dongfang Changying sat down again, took a sip of tea, and said:

"Then perhaps the Emperor would agree to his status as a son-in-law without you even asking the Princess to intervene."

"Not always!"

Tang Xianxian looked at Dongfang Changying with a hint of worry in her eyes: "I'm afraid the Left Prime Minister will object... The Ye family's influence in the court is even greater than that of the Qin family!"

"The Emperor has yet to appoint a Crown Prince. The situation in the palace is actually quite complicated. Without going into details, I think it would be best for you to investigate this in secret first."

"He has never left Xiling City."

"Wouldn't it be easy to find his ex-lover in this small piece of land in Xiling City?"

"Or I can help you, after I find it,"

Tang Xianxian raised her hand and touched her neck:

"What concubine?"

"Women, you have to be a little tougher on men!"