“Those who learn from me will live, those who imitate me will die… This is a very good saying!”
Zhu Ying rushed out from behind Princess Yongping like a ghost. Seeing her holding her chest and startled, she couldn't help but curl her lips in contempt, then she boldly lifted the bamboo curtain and stood at the railing. Without turning around, she knew what the expression of the golden branch and jade leaf behind her was, and she chuckled immediately.
"When Emperor Taizu first won the throne, he said that the strict separation of men and women is something advocated by those corrupt scholars, just like foot binding! If you want to hold a literary gathering, just do it openly. Is there a need for a curtain? If you really like someone with good talent and good looks, just tell the emperor and the queen directly that you want to marry him. Will they not allow it?"
Princess Yongping was so angry that her face turned pale: "Do you think I am you?"
Zhu Ying turned around, her face full of arrogance: "A princess can live freely and unrestrainedly! Emperor Taizu and Empress Xiaoxian treated each other with respect, but their daughter Princess Changle was like a piece of explosive charcoal. She even drew her sword to kill the prince consort who had a mistress outside. Then Emperor Taizu supported her and divorced. She remarried a scholar who liked to carve seals. How many masterpieces did the couple leave for the palace?"
As she spoke, she turned and leaned out of the window again: "Ah Shou is sometimes sincere and honest, but sometimes he is aggressive. I still don't understand him!"
"So what after you understand, will you marry him?" Princess Yongping couldn't help but retort.
"Let me figure out the marriage contract first!" Seeing that many people below had noticed her, they looked up, and then suddenly lowered their heads. Zhu Ying turned around and saw Princess Yongping following her. Then she said with a smile, "Look, everyone is so righteous. In fact, what's wrong with them looking up at you? A gentle lady is a good match for a gentleman!"
"If we don't share the same ideals, we can't work together!" Princess Yongping interrupted Zhu Ying coldly, but looked down in annoyance.
After all, Xu Fengyang is a famous selector in the capital. He wouldn't be refuted by Zhang Shou like this, right
Zhang Shou did not notice that the two women in Yuehua Tower were arguing with each other. Seeing Xu Fengyang so angry that his tiger beard was shaking, he laughed.
"I read your preface, Mr. Xu, boasting that this collection of contemporary essays has captured all the talented people, and boasting that as long as you study these carefully, you will definitely make progress in the imperial examinations. You are not the only one here today who is an expert in contemporary essays. Are you confident that the essays you have selected are more exquisite than those selected by others?"
Xu Fengyang was ashamed and annoyed because Zhang Shou actually used Ge Yong to pressure others. He planned to raise his arm and call on others to join him, so as to form a momentum of sparks that would set the prairie on fire. However, Zhang Shou's sudden words were like a knife cutting his heart, and he immediately cried out that it was not good. Sure enough, he saw that the candidates around him, who had originally shared the same hatred for the enemy, immediately stood aside and watched.
Although the eight-part essay anthology writers occasionally join forces, most of the time, who doesn't make unwarranted accusations or even slander others in order to ensure the sales of their own anthology and to maintain their authority in the field of art and contemporary literature
Who doesn't want to boast to the world that I am the best, and you are all ignorant and the articles you selected are just shoddy