From eunuch to emperor

Spring Lake is very lively in summer. Weeping willows are planted beside the lake, and pavilions are built near the water. The people of the capital come here to enjoy the cool and play.

There are boats and small boats in the lake, lotus picking women shuttle between the lotus leaves, koi jump out of the water from time to time, and water birds come and go among the water plants.

A ray of cool wind blew across the water, wrinkling ripples.

Along the spring lake, go straight to the east, and you will see a three-story restaurant.

The restaurant has carved beams and painted buildings, and the reflection on the lake is very beautiful.

When I got to the front of the building, I saw three words written on the door: Luoxia Tower.

Long Chen got off his horse, and the shop assistants rushed out to greet him.

"The Great Pillar Kingdom."

Yesterday Long Chen sent someone to book the restaurant, and the shop assistants have been waiting for Long Chen to come over.

Meng Xian, shopkeeper of Luoxia Tower, heard the voice, and immediately came out to greet him: "My little one pays his respects to Da Zhuguo."

The shopkeeper was very happy, as Long Chen was the number one minister of the Great Zhou, his status goes without saying.

In addition, Long Chen's literary talent is the best in the world, and being able to hold a poetry meeting in Luoxia Tower can improve the reputation of the restaurant.

"Have they arrived yet?"

Long Chen had no airs, and followed Meng Xian inside.

"Here we are, we are all waiting for Dazhu Kingdom."

He Wenbai, Hu Zhiheng and a group of literati immediately came out to greet the voice in the building.

"The Great Pillar Kingdom is here..."

Everyone came out to pay their respects, and Long Chen returned their salutes one by one.

"Thank you for your appreciation."

Supervisor Hongrui walked over with a smile and said: "Amitabha, the Great Pillar Kingdom is here, and our poetry meeting can begin."

The gate of Luoxia Building is on the east side, because you have to enter from the shore, but the rooms in the building open to the west, so that you can enjoy the scenery of the spring lake.

The wine, vegetables, melons and fruits are all ready, as well as pens, ink, paper and inkstones and various props.

Long Chen went to the room and sat down. The windows on all sides were open, and the cool breeze blew through, making him quite comfortable.

"Today's poetry meeting Da Zhuguo only judges and does not participate in poetry competitions. Don't be nervous, brothers and sisters."

He Wenbai first explained.

All the scribes breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "That's good, if Dazhu Kingdom makes a move, we should disarm and surrender."

Long Chen's status is respected, and his literary talent is high, the poetry meeting he hosts, even scholars want to participate.

But participating in this kind of poetry meeting is tantamount to making fun of oneself, and will definitely be abused by Long Chen into scum.

It made everyone very contradictory.

Now He Wenbai said that Long Chen would only be a judge and not participate in the competition, everyone felt that they all had a chance to win.

"What is the title of today's poem, let Dazhu Kingdom decide."

Hu Zhiheng poured Long Chen a cup of tea and said with a smile.

Long Chen took a sip, looked at the lotus flowers all over the lake, and said: "The lotus flowers are in full bloom, so let's use lotus flowers as the topic."

Prisoner Hongrui nodded slightly, with an inscrutable look, and said, "Amitabha, my Buddha regards lotus as a sacred object, and this topic is just right."

He Wenbai smiled and said, "Could it be that the master already has a masterpiece?"

Hongrui quickly said: "Where is it, I am still working on the manuscript."

Hu Zhiheng said: "Da Zhuguo has decided on the topic, let's prepare separately."

Everyone drank tea or wine, chatted or watched the scenery, slowly thinking about their own poems.

The Literati Poetry Association is more of an exchange of enjoyment, so it is very free.

Prisoner Hongrui was "thinking hard" in a corner, Long Chen thought it was funny, got up and sat down on the east side seat on the third floor of Luoxia Building.

The entire restaurant has been reserved, no one else disturbed, Long Chen poured a cup of tea by himself, and looked at the courtyard below.

There is a row of courtyards facing the water in the east, where some rich people live, and some high-ranking officials in the court bought houses here.

One of the courtyards has a high wall, and several trees with luxuriant branches in the courtyard block the view from the room.

Long Chen closed the window on the third floor, then took out the binoculars, and looked at the yard through the gap.

Through the branches, Long Chen saw a beautiful young woman, wearing a pink dress, teasing a golden bird by the window.

The yard outside is very simple, and the things in the room are also very simple. Except for some essentials, there is no other furniture in sight, and it seems that they don't plan to stay for a long time.

Long Chen put away the binoculars, and he could see the yard and the woman clearly, but the man was not there, and he didn't know when he would appear.

dong dong dong...

There was a sound of hurried footsteps, and Xuan Hui ran up from downstairs, holding a bunch of snacks in her hand.

"Dazhuguo, why are you here alone? The supervisor asked me to ask if Shiwen is ready?"

Hongrui brought Xuanhui over, who just went shopping and ate.

"Poetry, I'm still thinking about it."

Long Chen smiled, Xuan Hui climbed up the chair and sat down, eating snacks with relish.

"Is it more fun down the mountain than up the mountain?"

"That's right, there are a lot of delicious food down the mountain, but it's boring to eat vegetarian food and chant Buddha's name on the mountain."

"Why did you become a monk?"

Xuan Hui slowed down while eating snacks, and a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes.

"The Supervisory Court is waiting for Da Zhu Kingdom's poems."

Xuan Hui didn't answer, and Long Chen didn't ask again, everyone has things they don't want to mention.

"This..."

Long Chen glanced at the house outside through the window, and continued: "Come on, I'll tell you to recite."

Xuan Hui has a good memory, when Long Chen said it once, Xuan Hui remembered it.

"okay."

Xuanhui bounced downstairs, and when she reached the corner of the second floor, Hongrui was still "thinking hard".

Others were writing poems, some nodded and admired the poems they wrote, some shook their heads and sighed at their own poems.

Seeing Xuanhui coming down, Hongrui was secretly happy.

"Done yet?"

Hong Rui asked in a low voice.

Xuan Hui nodded and shook his head, Hongrui frowned and asked, "Is it all right or not?"

Xuan Hui scratched her head and said, "I remember some, the supervisor will write it down first."

Hongrui was overjoyed, picked up a pen and waited for Xuanhui to recite.

"After all, the scenery of Spring Lake in June is not the same as that of the four seasons; the lotus leaves are boundless in the sky, and the lotus flowers reflect the sun..."

When it came to the last few words, Xuan Hui kept scratching her head, pretending that she couldn't remember.

"and then?"

Hongrui was anxious to death.

Xuan Hui kept scratching her head, looking at the floor, pretending to try hard to remember.

The prison court knew that Xuanhui was a ghost, and was negotiating conditions again.

"You will be exempted from homework for another year, no more, be careful that the abbot beats you!"

The prison is not a vegetarian either, and pulls out of the Maji town place at critical moments.

Xuan Hui shivered, and immediately said: "Yingri lotus is so red."

After Hongrui finished writing, he clicked his tongue and praised: "Good poems, good poems, as expected of Dazhu Kingdom, today's poetry meeting is stable."

Xuan Hui said with a smile: "Tomorrow, the Supervisory Academy will be famous in the capital."

Hongrui restrained his smile, and reprimanded in a low voice: "Next time, don't make terms with me."

Xuan Hui has been exempted from homework for three years, and smiled contentedly: "I dare not."

After speaking, Xuan Hui went to play by the lake.

Long Chen glanced at the house through the window on the upper floor, got up and walked to the west platform, leaning on the railing to look at the lake view.

The nearby lake and the distant mountains make people feel refreshed.

Long Chen took out the binoculars and looked at the cruise ship on the lake, he could clearly see the tourists in the boat, the lotus picking girl walking among the lotus leaves.

On some flower boats, women wear thin clothes, revealing a piece of snow-white.

"Alas?"

Long Chen was slightly taken aback, unexpectedly seeing an old acquaintance.