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Volume 1 Chapter 93: The Four Great Talents in the Capital

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    Bao Zheng stood up calmly at this time. When all the guests in the hall saw Bao Zheng standing up, they all paid attention. At this moment, Bao Zheng became the absolute focus.

    Bao Zheng walked up to Wen Yanbo and patted him on the shoulder.  Wen Yanbo made a face and stepped aside.  Bao Zheng calmly picked up the Hubi Langhao on the copywriting, dipped it in ink, and wrote like a god. In an instant, a long and eloquent article appeared on the paper:

    Xiren is a scholar with no talent in his mind.  Thanks to the emperor's favor, he was granted a practical position.  Today the sky is clear and the world is peaceful.  However, he is evil and evil, and wants to destroy the clear world.  Since the Tang Dynasty lost its power, the country has been divided, and heroes have risen up to fight. How can we count those who are in the enemy's country?  In the Song Dynasty, after receiving the destiny, saints came out from all over the world.  Xiangzhi relies on dangers and obstacles, shovels and wastes away. In a hundred years, he can only see the mountains are high and the water is clear.  In a peaceful world, suffering is hard to come by, but how can one be trampled upon by evil spirits?  I claimed that I had a green lotus heart, followed Yin's integrity, and had taken it as my duty to punish rape and eradicate evil, so I wrote pure poems to encourage myself!  Each word is composed, and the four rhymes are completed:

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    Xiu Qian finally became a building, and the stainless steel was not hooked.  ,

    Birds and sparrows are happy when the warehouse is full, but rabbits and foxes are sad when the grass is gone.

    "The ancient ultimatum has a legacy, and no one will be ashamed if it comes later."

    After Bao Zheng finished writing, he took a long breath, put the pen on the pen holder, and said in his hand: "I didn't want to be arty today, but it happened that Mr. Ding invited me again and again, so I put my ambition to be an official on the tip of my pen!"  The poems are simple and easy to laugh at."

    The elders in the literary world present were silent for a long time after reading the poems written by Bao Zheng.  After Bao Zheng finished speaking, he was shocked to hear that the literati in the hall burst into thunderous applause.  The most important thing for a man of letters is integrity. Although Ding Zaixin's poems are luxurious, they lack spirit.  Bao Zheng integrated his own principles of life into the poem. The metaphors in the poem are quite subtle, but they immediately bring the artistic conception of the poem to the top.

    Bao Zheng wrote this poem, on the one hand, to deal with Ding Zaixin's aggressiveness, and on the other hand, to express his determination to be an honest official to all officials in the court.  There were many corrupt officials in the Song Dynasty, and there were also many honest officials, but most honest officials were suppressed by powerful ministers. Bao Zheng was fighting alone at this time. He wanted to let the honest officials know his intentions, so that he could unite these truly upright people in the future and avoid being attacked from both sides.

    The literati in the hall were talking a lot at this time, and they all said that Bao Zhengzhi's work was unique throughout the ages.  The Eighth Prince, who had been watching quietly for a long time, suddenly clapped his hands.

    After he walked to the copywriter and read Bao Zheng's poems, he said: "I have long heard that Bao Zheng is a unique person, so I specially invited you here. After reading your literary talent today, I am even more  I think you are a talent. However, Zaixin's literary talent is also amazing, and the little brother you brought here, Bao Zheng, is even more eccentric. It is the blessing of the Song Dynasty to have juniors like you." The Eighth Prince is the master of the Song Dynasty.  , naturally did not like to see the guests fighting with each other, so they immediately smoothed things over and eased the atmosphere.

    The Eighth Prince paused for a moment, then changed his tone and said, "Bao Zheng, there is an old friend of yours in this prince's house. You must not refute my face today. You must go and meet him.  "

    Bao Zheng frowned and had already guessed who the old friend the Eighth Prince was talking about was.  At the moment I just nodded in agreement.  Seeing that Bao Zheng agreed, the Eighth Prince turned around and said to the many guests: "I have some private matters with Bao Zheng. Please continue to recite poems and write lyrics. You must fill up the poem collection before you have fun."

    When all the literati and elegant guests in the hall heard the polite words from the Eighth Prince, they all responded in a literate manner.  After the Eighth Prince exchanged greetings, he took Bao Zheng to the inner hall.

    The literati in the hall originally did not take action out of humility because the Eighth Prince was present.  As soon as the Eighth Prince left the stage, the literati couldn't hold it back any longer. Psalms on the stage were written one after another, and naturally there were many high-quality poems. However, because Bao Zheng's clear-minded poems preceded them, many poems were written here.  Somewhat eclipsed.

    Gongsun Ce was already very talented in literature. He was encouraged by Wen Yanbo and even wrote several poems, which caused quite a stir among the literati.  For a time, Bao Zheng, Ding Zaixin, Wen Yanbo, and Gongsun Ce seemed to be equally divided among the younger generations.  There are even more good people who call the four of them the four most talented people in the capital!

    The living room was bustling with activity. At this time, Bao Zheng was led by the Eighth Prince through the quiet and elegant twists and turns of the corridor. The two walked for a long time before arriving at a quiet artificial lake. An exquisite pontoon bridge opened from the lake.  As we walked towards the lake, because the fog was rising in the lake at night, we could vaguely see an octagonal pavilion in the lake, and inside the pavilion there was a looming figure of Pingting.

    The Eighth Prince took Bao Zheng across the pontoon and arrived at the pavilion after a while.  When the woman in the pavilion saw the Eighth Prince and Bao Zheng, she immediately stepped forward and performed two Wanfu salutes, and opened her mouth softly: "Eighth Prince, Lord Bao, Wanfu!"

    When the woman stood up, Bao Zheng looked and saw that the woman was Lu Wushuang, the daughter of Lu Zhanyuan, whom he had met twice before.  Lu Wushuang now no longer has the originalOn the way to Beijing, Jiaoheng felt a little more lonely and sad.  When she saw Bao Zheng, she had tears in her eyes and looked pitiful.

    As soon as Bao Zheng saw her, he already guessed what she wanted to say.  Bao Zheng immediately said: "Miss Wushuang, if you ask me to release your father today, then even if the Eighth Prince is here, Bao Zheng has nothing to say and has to leave."

    When Lu Wushuang saw that Bao Zheng had said something categorically, he immediately shed a few tears and choked up: "Mr. Bao, Wushuang bumped into you that day. He mistakenly mistook a good person like Mr. Bao for a bad guy, but it was Wushuang's fault. Wushuang knew very well that his father  The sin is so serious that I don¡¯t expect Mr. Bao to spare my father¡¯s life, I just want to get my father¡¯s body intact.¡±

    After hearing Lu Wushuang's words, Bao Zheng's expression softened. He originally thought that Lu Wushuang would stalk him and beg him to let go of his evil father, but he didn't expect that he would just beg for his body.  For the sake of the Eighth Prince, it was not difficult for Bao Zheng to agree to such a small request as a whole corpse.

    After the Eighth Prince saw Bao Zheng's expression, he immediately said: "On the way to Xiangguo Temple to offer incense, I met this woman who stopped her sedan chair to complain about injustice, so I brought her to my house. When I first saw her, she was dressed in ragged clothes.  She didn't cover her body, had a hungry look on her face, and couldn't even speak properly. After I brought her to my house, I took her to seek medical treatment many times before she recovered a little. For many days, she only said that she had great grievances, but she didn't  I'm willing to say it clearly. Later, I found out in my words that she and Bao Zheng are old friends, so I invited you to come over. If you can untie the knot in this woman's heart and remove her grievances, it will be a great merit."

    After listening to what the Eighth Prince said, Bao Zheng realized that Lu Wushuang had gone through so many twists and turns.  Bao Zheng couldn't help but said sternly to Lu Wushuang: "Miss Wushuang, since you have a grievance, why don't you speak out? With the Eighth Prince here, and Bao Zheng who hates evil as much as he hates hatred, he will definitely seek justice for you!"

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