Chapter 237 Tongue War Confucianism

At the gate of Miaoyinfang, the pair of ponytails pretended to be a gentleman, opened the fan and covered his mouth with a smile: “Cousin, take it easy, don’t tire yourself Body.”

“Dirty girl, I’m here to accompany you to find something, you… eh? Grandma, don’t pull me…”

Jiang Han was dragged and dragged into the house, and he complained endlessly.

Originally, I also planned not to visit this Miaoyinfang for the second time, but I never thought that it would be only five days later…

“Furong is not as good as beauty makeup, and the wind of water palace Come to Zhu Cuixiang. Who will cover the autumn fan with the cry, and hang the bright moon in the sky to wait for the king.” A lament came from a room.

It turned out that Yaoqin was staring at Jiang Han’s poems. During these five days, she kept thinking about this poem written for her.

And she also compiled a song from lyrics and music, which is very pleasing to the ear.

“Lady, Your Highness is here.” The servant girl came over and said.

Yaoqin’s eyes lit up, she immediately put down the paper, and rushed downstairs, when she saw Jiang Han, tears welled up in her eyes: “Your Highness…you are finally willing to come and visit my slave’s house!”
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The words are full of reluctance, complaints, and joy.

Jiang Han looked at Yaoqin’s appearance, and smiled coyly: “Long time no see, it seems that you have lost weight.”

“Since His Highness left, the lady has been ignoring food and tea. “The maid next to her interrupted.

Yaoqin immediately greeted the servant and asked him to come over with tea, rice, wine and vegetables, intending to personally serve Jiang Han to drink.

Although the pair of ponytails on one side is a woman disguised as a man, she was also very surprised when she saw Yaoqin.

In the eyes of the two ponytails, the Yaoqin in front of her is very arrogant, and ordinary scholars really can’t catch her eyes.

So she is usually lukewarm.

But seeing Jiang Han this time, the icy Yaoqin is so humble and gentle.

It seems that this can be written into her novel.

Twintails quietly took out a small notebook, and recorded this sentiment.

In fact, Princess Baoyu is not short of money, and writing novels is entirely out of interest.

In the words of the earth, it is to generate electricity for love.

However, it is precisely because she can write novels so wholeheartedly that the things she writes appear to be so level.

“Your Highness, I have been thinking about it for several days, and it is Your Highness who made a mistake.” Yaoqin poured wine for Jiang Han.

Jiang Han picked up the wine glass and took a sip: “Oh?”

“His Royal Highness said that the slave family is a person who serves the king, but for the slave family, no matter the king A family, or an ordinary family, what the slave family wants most…is a person who understands the slave family, a thousand gold is easy to get, a confidant is hard to find, if you can find a confidant in life, that will be happiness.”

Jiang Han couldn’t help but sigh with emotion: “Yes, a bosom friend is rare, and a bosom friend is hard to find. Having a bosom friend in life is enough to comfort the world…”

“Bosom friend, bosom friend? Yes, if you can meet both You know, even if life is just a fleeting moment, what does it matter?” Yaoqin was once again infected by Jiang Han’s poetry.

Maybe it was in the lobby, Jiang Han’s words also attracted the attention of many talented scholars and beauties.

A gifted scholar got up and said, “Could this be…His Highness the Crown Prince of the Princess Mansion?”

Jiang Han clasped his fists.

The talented man came over and said: “Your Highness, what you said just now is that confidantes are rare and bosom friends are hard to find. How?”

Jiang Hanxin said that there was trouble again, so he didn’t want to continue copying poems.

Jiang Han was helpless, but for the fifth volume of the Spring Girl Opera, Jiang Han had no choice but to bite the bullet and said: “Why don’t you write poems first?”

“Okay !” The young master thought for a while, and then said: “Where in the world can you meet a bosom friend, but the world is drunk.”

“It’s pretty standard.” Jiang Han said.

After being evaluated by Jiang Han, many young masters gathered around.

“Mr. Lu was born as a Jinshi. Although His Highness is not weak in writing, His Highness said that he is quite satisfactory. Does His Highness have better poems?” A broad-faced scholar stepped forward and said.

The eyes of Yaoqin next to Jiang Han were also bright, she said: “Your Highness, could it be that…”

Before Yaoqin finished speaking, Jiang Han held Holding a wine glass, he said: “The most important thing in life is confidantes, and you can meet your flesh and blood relatives everywhere.”

As soon as Jiang Han’s golden sentence came out, the surroundings fell into silence, and it took a while for someone to say: “Good poetry, What a great poem! It actually connects a confidant with flesh and blood!”

A middle-aged literati nodded and said: “Indeed, a confidant can understand oneself better than a close relative of flesh and blood.”

” Good!”

Many young masters also applauded.

At this time, a woman with the appearance of an oiran came out, and she smiled and said: “Your Highness, my name is Yafen, and she is also a lady here. If Your Highness greets you, I will play a song for Your Highness.” How is it? My family is especially good at pipa.”

“Please, lady.” Jiang Han said, and when he was speaking, he still didn’t forget to look upstairs.

Sure enough, at this time, the guests and girls around all cast their gazes over, and Twintails also took the opportunity to look for his manuscript.

“The heart is known without words, and the body is known without deeds. If you ask why, friendship is worth a lot of money.” Yafen said.

Jiang Hanxin said that this oiran is not simple, he is indeed one of the three most famous oirans along with Yaoqin, and Jiang Han, an outsider, can feel that the words and sentences in it are very rhyming and standard.

But it doesn’t bother Jiang Han, after all, he has been familiar with three hundred poems since he was a child.

“There is a confidant in the sea, and the world is like a neighbor. Inaction is on a fork, and brothers share the towel.” Jiang Han said, and he changed Wang Bo’s poem.

The first two sentences mean that there are close friends within the four seas, even if they are far away, they are as close as neighbors.

In the end, it means that you should never break up at the fork in the road, like young men and women in love who are so sad that your clothes are wet with tears.

So it should be children sharing the towel, but there are other meanings in children, men and women, or sons and daughters, which have many meanings, but Jiang Han changed it to brothers, although the style is indeed It has dropped, but it has more of a reckless atmosphere.

Also easy to understand.

Don’t think that everyone here can be as good as Bachelor Wang Bo in terms of literature.

So when Jiang Han uttered this poem, the surroundings were quiet for a while, and then thunderous applause hit.

“Good! Great poem, great poem!” People clapped their hands vigorously, regardless of the fact that their hands were already flushed.

And in the distance, another son came out: “Let’s ask, there is a confidant on the road ahead, and you will meet the king after a long journey of drunkenness.”

People don’t know you!” Jiang Han immediately saw the trick and guessed the trick.

Suddenly, an old man came down from the corridor, and his excited breathing quickened: “Your Highness, please accept this trick: it is difficult to know people, but it is also difficult to know the heart!”

(this chapter End)