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Xueye Xunqiu came to visit with her new book "The Young Emperor of the Ming Dynasty", asking for recommendations, collections, rewards, and monthly tickets

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"The poetry conference begins!" There was silence in Jingcheng Lake. The poetry conference with more than a dozen pavilions and several tall buildings began with the sound of gongs and drums. It was like a surging tide, and everyone was vying to get the prize first. The entire Jingcheng Lake seemed to be boiling water on a fire, churning enthusiastically. Of course, some people came here for the poetry, and naturally there were also people who came just to watch the excitement. Anyway, the scene can be said but cannot be said. Only by being there can you know how attractive the hilarity is. Jiang Zhuying, who was lying on the roof with a blindfold, enjoying the moonlight bathing above her head, was also shocked by the movement of Jingcang Lake. What is going on in Jingcang Lake can be seen most clearly from a high place, waiting for the gongs and drums to beat. Before the bell rang, everyone stopped looking at the lotus flowers on the lake, and the women who sang and picked lotus flowers at night also held their breath. The thoughts of playing chess in the twelve pavilions were no longer on the chess game, and the poets and rhymes no longer thought of clever lines. On the other side of the wishing pool, several women placing river lanterns and children selling river lanterns stretched their necks, as if they were waiting for something. Then after the sound of gongs and drums announced the start of the poetry conference, something began to boil in the entire Jingcheng Lake. It was not just the noise and joy. This boiling thing was the passion hidden in the bones. Several girls who were traveling out of the pavilion wanted to go to the twelve pavilions and the boat. The women were chatting with each other. They wanted to see such a handsome and talented man as Song Yu. Even if they couldn't fall into his arms, they could get some of his poems. Poems can also explain lovesickness. Some say they want to see Ye Feili, some want to see Su Buqun, and some say that in such a grand occasion, Su Buqun and Ye Feili are not outstanding, so they should have a higher vision. Several men and women who came with their children felt that they should take their own children to see it, so that they could gain glory and literary talent, and maybe they would be able to get the number one scholar in the future and become a foreign minister. Jiang Zhuying used her magic to see clearly everywhere in Jingcheng Lake. She felt that the scene of the arrival of thousands of people was a bit incredible. When her own sect accepted disciples, the scene was not as good as Canglan Mountain. Even the other first-class sects did not have so many people. Moreover, this was only a Daqing before the opening of the mountain. If it comes to the day of the opening of the mountain, I don't know what the scene would be like. Han Xiang was on the top of the pavilion, listening carefully to someone writing poems and lyrics. Although his talent was ordinary, he could still carve out one or two good sentences. Good things in this world do not last long, and the colorful clouds are easy to scatter and the glass is brittle. If my life can be saved, I will live the rest of my life hungry. It is true that Han Xiang does not understand the oblique rhymes and rhymes in Chinese poems and songs, but she likes these sentences because they are straightforward and understandable. When the pavilion on the mountain should be empty, there are two people overlooking the overall situation. One is sitting lazily, and the other is leaning on a pillar, like an idle person, but their status determines that they are not idle people. "Old Kong, what do you think the two armies are doing when they ask us to stare at Jingcheng Lake? Is there anyone who dares to cause trouble here?" The man leaning against the pillar had a heavy back and his voice was rough, giving people a sense of recklessness. "Old Niu, I want you to read more military books. You prefer to wield a sword or a stick, and you always like to yell when something happens. You will suffer a loss if you eat a bowl." The figure of the man sitting looked much thinner, as if a gust of wind could blow him away. "That Bingshu knows me, but I don't know him. It's a headache. Anyway, you are here. What else should I think about!" These two people are from the General's Mansion in Tai'an City. They are not low-level and their positions are not low either. One is named Kong Xianglin, the other is named Niu Ziru. "Actually, the General and the Taiping Marquis are also worried about this. The people gathered here are either people on the mountain or the descendants of ministers in temples from various countries. They have unusual backgrounds and are young and energetic. It will inevitably lead to conflicts. If they die or are injured, temples in many countries will not be peaceful. The work we do now is somewhat similar to that of the supervisors." Kong Xianglin said. "Their deaths and injuries have nothing to do with us. Anyway, they were not instigated by our Wei State. They are young and energetic and think that hard fists mean strong principles. When they encounter a tough situation, they will die if they want to. What good words can be said? To put it bluntly, no matter if he is the Shangzhuguo in the temple, or the leader of the sect on the mountain, it will be the fault of the people they taught who are not well-educated or have weak fists." Niu Ziru seemed to be gearing up. "I'm afraid that someone is secretly pushing it and wants to compete with the snipe and the clam for the fisherman's profit. The Begonia Club in the North. The Tianluo of the Ming and Qin Dynasties and the ground net of the Yan Kingdom are not vegetarian. The most fearful thing in a fight is that it will be difficult for two fists to defeat four hands, and countries are also afraid of each other. They all rose up to attack. Now our country, Wei, has become the most outstanding figure in the forest and has become the target of public criticism. Fortunately, there are state counselors and Mr. Zhang Zi, one of whom is responsible for the inside and the other for the outside. "Form an alliance." In Kong Xianglin's view, the game between countries is to drive on thin ice, and you need to be cautious. Before the building in Shangjing was completed, news had already spread. The Western Jin Dynasty, the Northern Kingdom, the Ming Qin Dynasty, and the Yan Kingdom were all ready to make a move. In the end, Mr. Zhang Zi went to the four countries to lure them with benefits, guide them with reason, and use force to control them. This way they did not form an alliance, otherwise they would be surrounded by enemies from both sides.

Xueye Xunqiu came to visit with her new book "The Young Emperor of the Ming Dynasty", asking for recommendations, collections, monthly tickets, and support.