Most of the time I have to offer poems when I have a banquet in the back garden. I have to prepare the above literary choice. Without this step, what is the difference between calling a group of rude martial artists to chew peonies in the future? Due to the violent personnel changes before the New Year, only Feng Yuan was left for full-time Hanlin Bachelor, and only he proposed it. This was Xu Ping wrongly blamed Feng Yuan. ☆→

The ministers around him cheered and Zhao Zhen agreed enthusiastically.

Lu Yijian bowed to Zhao Zhen: "Since this peony is presented to the Yongning Marquis' Mansion, how about Xu Ping first?"

Zhao Zhen nodded: "Very good! Very good!"

After saying that, everyone looked at Xu Ping together.

Xu Ping looked at the peony sacrificed on the stage, his mind was rotating quickly, and he wanted to find a peony poem from the memories of his previous life to meet the scene. However, his brain was exhausted and he couldn't find a suitable poem.

There are thousands of famous poems and poems that have been passed down from later generations, but there are only a handful of them. Where can I find them when I want to chant peonies? Poems often limit the rhymes, and more importantly limit the theme. The most particular artistic conception in poetry is basically no need to think about in this occasion. Even the poets and saints of poetry can only be mediocre at this time.

Fortunately, Xu Ping started the rhyme, and the difficulty was much lowered a lot. Otherwise, he would have to be rhyme with others and also pay attention to the skill of sticking to each other, which would be more difficult.

After thinking for a while, Xu Ping bowed to Zhao Zhen and said, "I am afraid of being afraid to refuse my fate. A few days will be the New Year Festival. It is not far from spring, so I use 'spring' as the rhyme."

Zhao Zhen smiled and nodded: "Okay, when the flowers bloom, spring will come."

Xu Ping said: "Borrow the golden sentence of the emperor."

"Peony is originally an immortal species, and a touch of deep red is presented to the purple palace. If the heart is at peace, it will be rich and noble, and the flowers bloom here will be spring."

After hearing this, Lu Yijian smiled at Zhao Zhen and said, "The Marquis of Yongning rode his horse thousands of miles away and stood in a wilderness. However, there is Zen in this poem. Could it be that he would also recite scriptures and study Buddhism in his spare time? The so-called flowers bloom and wealth is a good omen."

Zhao Zhen laughed with the ministers, and the atmosphere suddenly became relaxed.

Xu Ping breathed out in his heart, and this level had been passed.

The Song people's poems were more particular than those of the Tang people. The imperial court was more strict and consistent with the rhythm, and they were almost the same as those of the Jinshi exam. Although Xu Ping could not write any masterpieces with profound artistic conception, his poems with stability were still able to meet the situation over the years. The flowers of wealth and honor were blooming, which was also suitable for the current occasion.

Zhao Zhen ordered Xiaohuangmen to come up, fill Xu Ping with wine, and drink it again.

For the ministers, the emperor's drink is a kind of honor, and he can blow it for a long time when he goes back. However, Xu Ping really doesn't have that awareness. He just picked it up and drank it dry. After thanking him, he only felt that his body was warm.

Then we will not force the recent ministers who have a respectable status, such as Feng Yuan, have given poems, and the ministers are happy. When they think about it, they will present poems. There are daily officials next to them, and today's poems will be recorded and collected together.

As the more you drink, the ministers who attended the banquet became more and more arrogant. Some really drank too much, while others pretended to be drunk and vented in this occasion, which was a mess.

Xu Ping sat against the railing, quietly watching Zhao Zhen drink with several ministers of the prime ministers, and the unrestrained ministers who were usually dressed in a righteous manner. In fact, everyone in this world wears a mask, but some people can wear this mask for the rest of their lives and never take it off until they die, which is called the unity of words and deeds. Some people just use this mask as a toy, take it off at any time, and put it on their heads at any time, and are sly villains.

This is an era of living wearing a mask. Everyone is very tired and their minds need to be relaxed. Therefore, among the literati and doctors, Buddhism is very popular, and some ideas in Buddhism are slowly being dissolved into Confucianism.

If you don’t want to live with a mask, you have to give up a lot, especially fame and status. This is what people pursue. In this flashy world, how many people can truly give up?

Xu Ping didn't want to live such a physical and mental exhausted life. He just wanted to have a home that was undisturbed, with enough food and clothing, and could look at the blue sky and white clouds on the green grass.

In the manor in Zhongmu, he knew that if the world wanted to avoid being disturbed, he had to study and become an official. He studied and took the Jinshi and became a high-ranking official, but found that once the officialdom came in, it would be difficult to get out again.

Life is full of helplessness, the difference is just which kind of helplessness you choose.

In terms of the ritual system, the emperor's mourning period was very short. In order not to affect national affairs, it was actually the day and the month. However, it was limited to the government affairs, so personal life should be paid attention to. At this time, during the mourning period of Zhao Zhen, the ministers could not use fun or singing or dancing to have fun. In fact, they were just drinking. Except for someone who wrote a poem, there was no other entertainment.

When Xu Ping separates his body and mind from the current ministers and watches it from an outsider's perspective, his mood slowly calms down. Just like watching a movie and TV series in his previous life, watching the characters in the play performing with the history screenwriter.

Just as he was drunk and excited, Li Zi, deputy envoy of the Privy Councillor, came up and said to Xu Ping: "Young man Yunxing has become an old monk and enters meditation. Why not have you had fun with everyone?"

Xu Ping hurriedly stood up and said respectfully: "I am not very drunk and not good at poetry. Just watch everyone here. If I can learn something, I will not let down the priest's kindness."

Li Zi is already over 60 years old, Bai Yicangcang. After hearing Xu Ping's words, he shook his head: "When you were the most expensive teenagers in your life, you don't know how envious we white-haired elderly people are. You don't want you but don't cherish this teenager. You don't go to have fun in time, but you learn from the old monks to enter into meditation here."

What else could Xu Ping say? Could it be that he could not play with these people? He had to use a few gossips to make a perfunctory speech.

After saying a few gossips, Li Zi said: "Your Xu family opened a sugar shop by the Zhouqiao Bridge, and it earned a fortune every year. I went to the official and cut off your wealth. Don't hold grudges when you go online."

"What's the matter with the servant? I was originally for the public, and I didn't treat our family badly. Thank you for not having time."

Li Zi was promoted to the deputy envoy of the Ministry of Rites as the Minister of Rites to the Deputy Envoy of the Privy Council. He was considered the old commander of the Third Division. Xu Ping was not as restricted as he was when he spoke with other ministers.

Motionally Xu Ping to sit down, Li Zi also sat beside him.

He chatted with Xu Ping for a few more words and talked about the current affairs of the three departments: "I heard that since you have received the responsibilities of editing the three departments, you are interested in changing the tea method? Now the tea method is too high, and the government has no profit, and it is all divided by merchants. The disadvantages are serious, so it is necessary to change. Lu Xianggong and Zhang Xianggong know very well about this and must support it."

Xu Ping hurriedly said: "What's going on? Someone must be gossiping. Recently, he sorted out the case files of the Sansi, but found that the Tea Government now has almost no profits. I am also investigating it thoroughly. Where can I dare to change the tea law without any reason?"
Chapter completed!