Zhang Zai, Zhang Jingfu.
"Jingfu," Yiyou waited for Zhang Zai to finish his speech, then asked a completely unrelated question, "As for the word 'first encounter', I think Yue Tian's line is good, but not the best. Jingfu, do you have any better poems in your collection?"
Zhang Zai did not ask her how she came up with the idea of poetry and songs from the original academic formula. He just remained silent for a long time, which Yiyou felt was about hundreds or thousands of years. Then he answered aloud: "Yes, Du Fanchuan's "Meeting Friends"."
When I first met you, it was like an old friend returning. The moon is bright across the horizon, and I miss you the most day and night.
…It’s just poems like these that are about meeting friends, and can only be about meeting friends.
Yiyou didn't say this comment out of nowhere, she still smiled and nodded as if she understood something. Zhang Zai asked a rare question, "Why do you think the two lines 'Wall' are not good?"
"It's not that the poem is bad, it's that the events and feelings described in it are not good."
Yiyou stopped laughing. If the ministers who had followed the emperor since Mount Bagua had seen him at that moment, they would definitely say that his expression was 90% similar to that of the emperor's puppet, just as expressionless and steadfast.
"The word 'heartbroken' is so painful, and the ending of this poem is so unbearable. If it were me, I would not let this love end like this." Yiyou said, "I just couldn't help myself... In a hundred years, I have made achievements, established virtues, and made speeches, so there is more to love than just love."
Zhang Zai nodded slightly, neither denying nor agreeing. Yiyou just heard him take a long breath, then exhale slowly.
*
Zhang Yeer
There were very few people with whom Zhang Zai could get along.
Han Yanzhi was one of them. He was a big anomaly. No one expected that the King of Qin, who used to call people "Zi Yue" and "Meng'er", would have such an eldest son. But he also didn't expect that the couple were both people who could confront him head-on.
After that day, Yiyou often came to the Imperial College, openly and honestly, avoiding people just to avoid disturbing them. Sometimes Han Yanzhi was there, sometimes he was not, and the topics they discussed were mostly about the original school, as well as current politics and people's livelihood.
The only thing I don't do is romance, and I seldom think about it.
Unlike Han Yanzhi, Yiyou may be used to the fact that most people will not refute what she says, so she prefers to ask more. Asking about the original questions is fine, but when it comes to other questions, she can always grasp the most tricky, strange and profound points and hit the nail on the head.
He remembered that once, the topic somehow turned to the emperor and the kings and military officials, and Han Yanzhi was also there. Yiyou asked, but no one answered for a long time. Zhang Zai remembered her gaze and said jokingly: "It's fine if you don't say anything, Jingfu, what are you pretending to be?"
He keenly noticed that Han Yanzhi's confident expression was disturbed by this sudden address, and his own expression changed as well, but he happened not to be facing Han Yanzhi. He could not see it, but he saw it clearly.
Zhang Zai knew that this was a small tease, or a small provocation that was not known to others. "Zhan Lang", such an intimate nickname, was called openly just like his serious name Jing Fu.
Zhanlang, Fuma, Jingfu.
Zhanlang, Zhanlang.
His father's sharp edge was immediately aroused, and after he finished speaking, he realized that the eldest son of the King of Qin was sitting next to him. But Zhang Zai was not embarrassed, but looked at Yiyou's eyes, which were exactly the same as the emperor's, in an extremely rude and offensive way, until Yiyou took the lead in avoiding them.
Zhang Zai thought that this time was very long, but in fact it was only a moment. Yiyou's eyes fell on Han Yanzhi who was standing beside him, and he heard him continue to judge in a low, mellow and calm voice: "Jingfu is very powerful, but he is also a bit bookish."
Zhang Zai asked back, "Han Ziwen, are you sure you are not biased? Are you sure you are not a scholar? Are you not a little greedy and self-centered without knowing it?!"
Han Yanzhi seemed stunned, but Zhang Zai had already reacted after he finished speaking. After a few breaths of silence, he calmly said, "I just said something wrong."
Yiyou and Han Yanzhi changed the subject and continued, but he said nothing. He could not say anything. When he returned home, his father told him that he was going to get engaged to Yuwen, but he did not say anything. The next morning, he told Han Yanzhi about it, and he did not avoid the people in the Imperial College, but the whole hall cheered and congratulated him.
He smiled slightly, and returned the gift like a gentleman in a poem, but at the same time he thought casually: I guess Yiyou will know it before today.
Sure enough, Yiyou did not leave the palace that afternoon, but sent a new book written by the emperor, which was related to the original learning. The person who sent the book was very eloquent, saying that the princess had said that she would send a gift for her wedding, and this book was just a token of her appreciation and a reward for the many manuscripts she had written in the past.
This means that he has decided not to return the manuscripts of the original learning topics he has written. But it doesn't matter, anyway, those are written for others to see, and it is said that Yu Wen, who is going to marry into the family, is good at poetry and books, and has never been familiar with the original learning.
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Han Yanzhiji
To be honest, if we only talk about their daily interactions, Han Yanzhi might really feel that he and Yiyou are just an ordinary couple. He might find it difficult to say the words "deeply affectionate couple", but it is understandable to say that they are even more "harmonious" than ordinary couples.
This was probably because they had never been angry or upset.
After getting along with each other, I found that Yiyou was very calm, which was completely different from the aggressive and questioning person in the Imperial College. He couldn't say he was happy about the wedding, but he felt nervous and bored. From the marriage proposal to the wedding, the red tape and the crowds of guests made him tired and bored.
After the marriage was agreed, the Qin Wang's mansion held a grand banquet to celebrate, and the table was full of Lanqiao Fengyue. The noble civil and military officials entered the hall, and outside, from the students of the Imperial Academy, the military students to the personal soldiers and old subordinates, all kinds of people came. There were indeed many guests who came to drink and were helped down by the servants. Most of them were military officials and nobles. Han Yanzhi heard a student watching the excitement and muttering something in disdain, "You said you are drunk, but your dignity is shaky." Just as he was about to say something euphemistically, he saw Zhang Shuxiang's eldest son also drinking one cup after another, as if he was determined not to stop until he was drunk.
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