poetry?
Tang Huan suddenly felt a chill run down her spine.
As expected, this happened.
Writing poetry is easy.
Annotations are so difficult.
Moreover, it is not easy to make the poems match one's own state of mind.
Tang Huan stood there in silence for a moment.
Wu Lanxi wasn't in a hurry; she watched Tang Huan silently, appearing very patient.
In their staring contest, Tang Huan was the first to give in, after all, the emperor was the emperor, while he was just a lowly county magistrate.
Tang Huan quickly walked around to the front of the desk and then knelt down in front of Wu Lanxi.
"Please forgive me, Your Majesty!"
This sudden action made Wu Lanxi frown. She asked, "What crime have you committed?"
"Strictly speaking, the poem 'A Thousand Miles of Autumnal Sorrow, Often a Guest' was not written by me."
Now that things have come to this, it's best to just admit it.
Anyway, I have no intention of making a living in Daqing based on poetry, so there is no need for it at all.
"Is that so? Then tell me how you wrote this poem. I heard that you had lunch, drank some wine, and then after waking up, you wrote this poem in a very elegant style. Now the people in the capital call you the Poet Immortal."
Tang Huan gave a wry smile. "That poem was found in an ancient book in Qihuai County. Originally, it was only a fragment, but I completed it at the poetry gathering, and that's how the poem came to be."
"Please forgive my sins, Your Majesty. I did not mean to do so. It was just that at the time I thought of my situation and how similar it was to the feelings described in the poem, so I couldn't help but write it down."
Wu Lanxi said seriously, "Continue."
Tang Huan knelt obediently on the ground. “What moved me the most was the line, ‘A traveler often feels sorrow in autumn, and a patient climbs the stage alone for a hundred years.’ Your Majesty should know that I was not originally from Qihuai County. It was only through various twists and turns that I ended up there.”
This incident occurred before Tang Huan's time travel and was recorded; the Empress only needs to investigate slightly to find out.
Therefore, Tang Huan could not possibly hide it.
"Although life in Qihuai County has been stable these past few years, I still feel lonely from time to time. After all, it is not my hometown. No matter how long I live there, it is still a foreign land."
In fact, what Tang Huan wanted to say was that even though he had transmigrated here and lived here for a long time, that sense of loneliness would still exist.
There are many things that can't be told to anyone.
Even if I told you, how many people would believe me?
If you tell others that many years from now, airplanes, cannons, mobile phones, and computers will be ubiquitous, many people will just think it's a fantasy.
This is an indelible chasm between Tang Huan and everyone else.
In this situation, Wu Lanxi was also moved by Tang Huan's story.
Wu Lanxi had already investigated Tang Huan's deeds after her first return from Qihuai County. At that time, Tang Huan was framed and demoted to Qihuai County before Wu Lanxi ascended the throne.
At that time, Tang Huan had only offended a vice minister, so he left for distant lands.
If it weren't for his own efforts in developing Qihuai County, he would probably have starved to death by now.
"The person who framed you died a few years ago."
"Your subject understands."
Tang Huan sighed.
In the past few years in Qihuai County, he has not paid attention to other things. Even when guests come to Qihuai County, Tang Huan will not take the initiative to inquire. The only thing he asked about was news of that enemy a few times.
Unfortunately, the other party had died of illness two years ago, so Tang Huan's idea of avenging the original owner could not be realized.
However, Tang Huan knew very well that the man was Cui Renshi's man, belonging to the prime minister's faction.
Perhaps it was Tang Huan's heartfelt narration that moved Wu Lanxi, or perhaps Tang Huan's performance was successful enough, but the Empress did not pursue the matter of the poem.
"Ten Thousand Miles of Sorrow in Autumn, Often a Guest" is a poem you filled in yourself after finding fragments in ancient books. What about the other one?
Tang Huan originally wanted to say that he had also seen that poem in an ancient book, but then he thought, why hadn't others seen it in an ancient book?
Moreover, Qihuai County is a remote and backward place, so there are not many things to worry about. On the contrary, Wu Lanxi, as the emperor, has read more ancient books.
"Your Majesty, the other one was written by me."
Wu Lanxi nodded in satisfaction and said, "Even with the help of a thousand talents, your own abilities cannot be denied. I hope you will not disappoint me or the people, and will not be unworthy of the name of the Poet Immortal."
Tang Huan smiled wryly and said, "I really can't accept the title of 'Poet Immortal'."
"When the people want you to be in office, you have to be in office whether you want to or not."
Tang Huan asked, intrigued, "Then what does Your Majesty mean? Do you want me to be the Poet Immortal, or not?"
The empress's temper is hard to fathom, so it's better to be straightforward.
What Tang Huan didn't know was that he was equally unfathomable in Wu Lanxi's eyes.
"In my opinion, it doesn't matter whether you become a poet or not. I would much rather you join the court and serve me. I wonder what you would like to do?"
After going around in circles, Wu Lanxi threw the problem back at Tang Huan.
"Your Majesty, you are putting me in a difficult position. As a mere county magistrate, even if I intend to serve the country, I must have sufficient ability. After all, this is not like writing poetry, where you can just move your lips and fingers."
Just like the last time they met, Tang Huan was still avoiding the issue.
He did not wish to become an official in the imperial court.
Rather than being trapped by the empress's side, it's better to stay far away.
Moreover, so many things have happened since I just arrived in the capital. If I really stay in the court, many people who don't like me won't be able to tolerate me, and I don't know what dangers I'll face then.
"Your Majesty, I am deeply concerned for the people of Qihuai County. I cannot leave them behind and come to the capital alone. My purpose in coming to the capital is solely to see Your Majesty..."
Wu Lanxi heard clearly and knew what Tang Huan meant. She waved her hand impatiently to interrupt Tang Huan's explanation.
"Enough, I understand what you mean."
Tang Huan tentatively asked, "Then, if there's nothing else, I'll return to Qihuai County in the next few days. I only came out this time pretending to be sick, otherwise it would be easy to be discovered if I stayed too long."
He thought he would be allowed to, but Wu Lanxi said in a deep voice, "No."
Tang Huan said with a bitter face, "Your Majesty..."
"In a few more days, the disaster relief team from Kuizhou will be back, and Xie Wu will also be returning then. Don't you plan to claim the credit for your efforts?"
Tang Huan hesitated.
Of course I deserve credit; I did the work myself.
But he always felt that staying in the capital was not a good idea, as if something was going to happen.
"Then, how long will I have to wait?"
"They should be back in three days. At that time, I will announce to the world that it was you, Tang Huan, and Qihuai County who made great contributions to the disaster relief."
"Your Majesty, I thank you."
Stepping out of the imperial study, Tang Huan sighed softly, "Three days. I've already spent three days in the capital, and now it's going to be another three days. How many days is that!"
As darkness fell, Tang Huan walked out of the palace.
Grandpa Shen suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and without saying a word, he silently led the way.
After walking for a while, a sharp shout suddenly rang in my ears.
"stop!"
The sound was like thunder, and Grandpa Shen was startled, shivering involuntarily.
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