Fantasy: Starting out as a gigolo, born a Confucian sage

"Double butterflies embroidered Luoqun, longevity pavilion banquet, first meeting. The vermilion powder is not deep and even, the idle flowers are light and spring."

"It's good to look carefully at all the places. Everyone is humane and has a willow waist. Yesterday, the mountains were chaotic and it was dark. When I came here, my clothes were covered with clouds."

Beside the Jade Lotus Pond, Cui Zu'e murmured, recalling the beauty poem Shen Wuming gave her just now.

There is no denying that Shen Hao’s production is as stunning as ever.

Especially the "Shouting Banquet, First Meeting" tells the story of the scene when they first met.

Cui Zu'e couldn't help but think about it. Could it be that Shen Wuming was attracted to her when they first met...

A faint blush appeared on Cui Zu'e's face, and her eyes flickered. What did she think of?

Seeing Shen Wuming saying goodbye and leaving, she seemed to have thought of something and quickly stopped him.

"etc."

Cui Zu'e rushed forward a few steps and grabbed Shen Wuming's wrist, "You haven't named this poem yet."

"What's the name?" Shen Wuming rolled his eyes. When he asked to recite it, he didn't ask to recite the name of the poem.

How could he remember that?

Shaking away Cui Zu'e's slender hand, he said calmly: "You can take any one."

"What do you want to call it? Okay, okay, you can play by yourself, I'm leaving."

Shen Wuming waved his hand, turned around and walked towards the front yard of Jinguyuan.

After skipping work for so long, I guess those officials have finished talking nonsense and can go over and have a few bites before leaving.

He was too lazy to chat with Cui Zu'e. If he had time, wouldn't it be better to go back and discuss poetry with his wife?

Although they are all discussing poetry, the lady is one of her own.

"All right."

Cui Zu'e had no choice but to think about it, then took out something wrapped in an embroidered handkerchief from her sleeve and stuffed it into his hand.

"What?"

"I gave it to you. The jade ring is to congratulate you on becoming the emperor. This is the reward for writing poems."

"Okay."

Shen Wuming squeezed it, it must be a good thing, put it into his sleeve, turned around and left.

Cui Zu'e looked at his back with misty eyes, and many pictures appeared in her mind——

"All of us are Lin'er, but Zu'e is the only one who can revitalize the Cui family."

"The talent of Yong Xu!"

"Listening to Zu'e's harp is like listening to fairy music!"

"The talent is outstanding, and the cultivation and resourcefulness are far superior to those of men. It's perfect."

From childhood to adulthood, Cui Zu'e has been surrounded by all kinds of compliments.

From the maids around him, to his family, to the entire Fengzhou and even the capital.

Even his grandfather, who was the current imperial tutor, and even the late emperor and the late empress dowager.

All praised her highly.

Many people think that life must be interesting for a girl like her.

But only Cui Zu'e knew, "Life is really boring."

Intelligence, talent, understanding, family background, appearance, wealth...

From the moment she was born, a broad road opened before her.

"When will these boring days end?"

Cui Zu'e sighed more than once, until she met Shen Wuming.

In the eyes of this man, there seemed to be no adoration, liking, or envy for her...

But the kind of disapproval.

Whether it was his appearance, figure, or talent, he could ignore it.

At first, Cui Zu'e felt a little angry at being ignored.

But... I also felt an inexplicable pleasure from it.

That kind of anger of being suppressed and ignored, even that kind of indifference when he threw away his hand just now...

A rare wave of emotion arose in her heart.

…

"Master Chu, what do you think?"

Wang Xiu put his head next to Chu Pingshan and asked in a low voice.

At this time, everyone on the court was discussing whether Dong Fangzhong copied Taoist things?

But... no one can refute it.

Even Wang Xiu, a fifth-level Confucian cultivator, was also... helpless.

Chu Pingshan rolled his eyes, "Sir, is there a possibility that I am a military strategist?"

He is not a Confucian.

Although he was of inferior quality in everything except reading, he was in martial arts at that time.

"Well……"

Wang Xiu also reacted and gave a wry smile, knowing that he was suffering from an acute illness and had to go to the doctor indiscriminately.

He shook his head and glanced at the people around him. It seemed that no one could solve this problem.

Although Pei Mao has a high level of cultivation, he belongs to the Moh family, and so does Pei Yuan.

In addition, even Governor Ma, Zhao Juncheng and others all had sad faces.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glared at Taishou Ma, "There is no way to teach your son."

Shen Wuming was not here just now, and everyone in Tianshi Dao had already stopped.

Ma Baoshan insisted on showing off, but gave Taoist priest Xiao Ye a chance to criticize.

Although it is a dispute between Taoism and Confucianism, now it is also a dispute between Jianghu and the court.

When trouble comes...he must truthfully report to the governor and send Governor Ma to the frontier.

Ye Qingchen seemed to have anticipated everyone's comments and did not rush them at this time.

He just looked at everyone calmly with a slight smile, his eyes were as calm as water, and there was even a little smile.

He had checked out a lot of classics about this thing.

It is 100% certain that Dong Fangzheng copied Taoist stuff back then.

In other words, it integrates various theories of Confucianism, Taoism, Yin-Yangism, and Five Elements.

This is also the Confucian tradition.

Under the guise of Confucianism, one is either an external Confucianist and an internal Taoist, or an external Confucianist and internal Dharma...

At this moment, Shen Wuming also returned to the front yard, opened the side door and walked in.

There was a "crunch", which was not a loud sound at first, but it made the whole place fall silent instantly.

The eyes of hundreds of people were all looking towards the door.

From the maids coming and going to the officials below, to the officials above, they all listened to Shen Wuming.

Even the daughter of the aristocratic family who was lying on the wall next door and looking around, her eyes fell on him.

Shen Wuming felt like he was a thief. Didn't he just skip a class? As for that?

This made him feel a little panicked, his hands trembled, and then an embroidered handkerchief rolled to the ground.

Ding ding ding.

There was a crisp sound, and when the veil fell to the ground, it opened, revealing the hairpin and earrings inside.

Everyone glanced at it subconsciously, and then their faces were full of suspicion, and then became meaningful.

With an expression of "we all understand", Boss Shen Wuming was at a loss.

He tried to explain, but after looking around, it seemed that no one asked him, and he didn't know how to explain.

"I……"

Shen Wuming thought for a moment, then simply squatted down and took these things back into the embroidered handkerchief, then put them in his pocket and returned to his seat.

They can just watch it.

Anyway, I just skipped a class midway and didn’t do anything else. I didn’t do anything bad, and I wasn’t afraid of ghosts knocking on the door.

However, in the eyes of everyone, it is interesting.

After all, this hairpin banquet was originally meant to bring young men and women together, and the thing just now... was obviously not Shen Wuming's.

As expected, a daughter from a noble family must have taken a liking to Shen Wuming and secretly invited her to him.

And Shen Wuming accepted it...

Thinking of this, Chu Pingshan's face darkened.

If it weren't for the public's attention, he would have asked Shen Wuming on the spot what was going on?