Chapter 1135: Oops, dressed as Pan Jinlian (50)

After the Juju, the autumn hunt officially kicked off in the suburbs of Kyoto.
At this time, in addition to the daily prey harvest, the scholars are also famous for their autumn games. The dignitaries of each government will bring their staff and their scribes to see if they can chant a song and make a name for themselves.
"Lin Ancao was shocked by the wind, and the general led his bow at night.
Pingming was looking for Bai Yu, not in Shiling. "
This time I borrowed Lu Lun's "Song Xiaqu", which Xia Qiu borrowed and renamed it "Autumn Hunting Song" and gave it to Zhao Jing.
Nengming is remembered by Xia Qiu throughout the ages. Naturally, the value in poetry appreciation will not be too low. As soon as a poem emerges, no other poem can compete with it in the autumn competition.
And this time, the title "Saixia" was another scribe who was close to Duan Wangfu.
This scribe is usually flat and not very amazing, but this "Autumn Hunting Song" made him famous in the moment, and countless people came to him for advice and consultation all day.
"I don't want to have such poetry in Duanfu Mansion!" Exclaimed a Hanlin scholar.
"Duan Wangye is usually low-key. I didn't expect his literati to be so low-key. Compared to that, I really can't stand the flashy." Someone shook his head and reflected.
"Compared with this kind of poetry, I want to be more fragrant than Duan Wangfu. I really saw Duan Wangye wrongly." Mo Ke sighed.
After an autumn match, Duan Wangfu became the biggest winner.
The popularity of Cuju and hunting poems spread from the wealthy circles, and then slowly spread throughout the capital.
Every day in Duanwang Mansion, countless people send hot stamps, and people in the elite circles chase the wind. Whenever there is a banquet, it is an honor to invite Duan Wang Zhao Jing.
Zhao Jing is busy.
"Duan Wangye, who has become so popular lately, it's time to hide his strength." Xia Qiu reminded.
As an aide, the eyeliner that Xia Qiu went out to collect news in Fangshi City, has noticed some strange changes.
It was so proud that Zhao Jing couldn't listen.
"Master Wang, why don't you see what the King of England has been doing recently?" Xia Qiu had to intensify his tone again, reminding him.
When mentioning the King of England, Zhao Jing was immediately sober.
He never broke the news of the King of England. After the autumn match, the King of Kings was also very low-key. Recently, he went to the palace with his father Wang and had nothing to change.
"Master Wang, if you say something inconsistent, how long can you sustain your body today?" Xia Qiu sighed softly.
Conspiracy is the top priority.
It seems that Zhao Jing has recently solicited the hearts of the ministers and Fangshi in both the court and the field, but the British king has not been idle.
In the autumn competition, today the holy shrine is only hunting for a stick of incense, and then went into the tent to rest, it is clear that the body can no longer support it.
According to the plot, this is probably the time of half a month, the Holy Spirit should die, and the king will succeed.
Zhao Jing is not a fool. She said that he was chilling suddenly, the whole person seemed to be poured down from the cold water, and people were really awake.
"Xia Shi, worship the King!" He clenched his fists in both hands and sincerely gave Xia Qiu a gift.
"Master Wang is very polite." Xia Qiu avoided the first time, let Zhao Jing in the air this week.
After all, as the man in front of him, Xia Qiu didn't want to really accept his courtesy.
As soon as Xia Qiu woke up, Zhao Jing didn't say anything in front of her at the moment, and hurriedly left to deploy.
Xia Qiu did not tell Zhao Jing, in fact, the British King's move should probably be Gao Youhe's scheme.