Rebirth of the Only Favored Empress

Mo Qingyun didn't realize it until Feng Han led her out of the box. Although she didn't know what the prince was planning, she was relieved to see that she didn't cause him any trouble.

Feng Han led Mo Qingyun downstairs, and Fu Yushan followed them to protect them.

There are quite a lot of people on the first floor, and the students walk around to enjoy the works of ten talents.

But as soon as Feng Han came down, he avoided everywhere he went. These people were ordinary scholars. Feng Han had been on the battlefield all year round, and his aura would only be restrained when facing Qing Yun. He has no such obligation, so every time it is avoided.

Feng Han led Mo Qingyun directly to the long table of Yan Jincheng's work.

This movement naturally alarmed those who had just spoken on stage, and even Wen Chengli stopped teaching Kang Rongxuan.

Seeing Feng Han was startled, he wondered how the King of Chu would appear on this occasion of literati.

Mo Qingyun was not uncomfortable at all. He was used to being watched by all kinds of people following Feng Han, and his eyes were on Yan Jincheng's paintings. Just like the previous time, this time Yan Jincheng painted the street scene of Yancheng The picture is also deeply loved by Qing Yun.

"Young master." Yan Jincheng walked up to Mo Qingyun and bowed to him. Of course, he recognized that this young master was the one who bought his white tiger picture years ago.

Mo Qingyun came back to his senses and smiled at Yan Jincheng, "I didn't expect Mr. Yan to be so talented, not only in painting, but also in other skills. I also like this street scene picture today."

"Young master is absurd." Yan Jincheng was very grateful to this unknown young master.

Mo Qingyun stretched out his hand to touch Yan Jincheng's sleeve and then let go. This person is too polite, and he doesn't deserve it.

Say goodbye this time.

"Mr. Yan, there is no need to be humble. The so-called gentleman seeks the way but not food. Farming is where he is discouraged; learning is where income is. A gentleman is worried about the way and not about poverty. This just reflects that Mr. Yan's knowledge has been used in practice, presumably. What I said at the beginning will come true in the not-too-distant future.”

Mo Qingyun once said that after Yan Jincheng became famous in the future, his paintings would rise to a higher level, and now it seems that these words can really be realized.

Yan Jincheng saw that Mo Qingyun said this sincerely, and admired him even more.

Although Wen Chengli didn't know how this Yan Jincheng got into the eyes of Princess Chu, but at this time he saw that the person had finished speaking before going forward and bowing.

"The veteran sees His Royal Highness the King of Chu, and sees the princess."

Wen Chengli's voice sounded like a thunderclap, waking up a group of people who had just watched the play, and when they woke up, they all knelt down and bowed, "I pay my respects to His Royal Highness King Chu, and to the concubine Wang."

Feng Han waved his sleeves and said, "Excuse me."

Yan Jincheng was shocked in his heart, this young master was, actually, Princess Chu.

Others naturally had the same thought in their minds. They all heard that the king of Chu married a male wife because he was suppressed by the current emperor. Now it seems that the king of Chu and the princess of Chu have extraordinary bearing and a match made in heaven.

"I don't know why His Royal Highness the King of Chu came here." Wen Chengli asked a little cautiously. Although he didn't hate generals like other civil servants, he didn't have much contact with the King of Chu.

Feng Han answered him easily, "It's just a coincidence, taking the princess out for a stroll, I can't be bored in the mansion all day long."

"Yes, yes." Wen Chengli was also shocked when he heard this casual remark, whether it meant blaming the emperor for not arranging him an errand so he could only stay in the mansion, or something else.

"Your Highness and the princess have seen this Yan Jincheng." Wen Chengli could only start from here and speak again, otherwise the atmosphere would be a bit stiff.

Feng Han glanced at Yan Jincheng's forehead, who bowed his head, "The princess bought a painting from Mr. Yan a few years ago, and the concubine admired Mr. Yan's talent very much."

"It turns out that this is also his good fortune, and of course it is also his ability. Your Highness has also seen it. The paintings, calligraphy and articles are all quite elegant and charming."

Feng Han glanced at the painting and nodded in agreement, "It does have a bit of character."

"My lord." Mo Qingyun tugged at Feng Han's sleeve and smiled at him, Feng Han paused, took Mo Qingyun's hand, "Master Wen, let's have dinner together."

Feng Han talked about this, how could Wen Chengli refuse to agree, Fenghe Tower has prepared the best hall for Feng Han and the others to sit down.

Feng Han didn't care about Wen Chengli's discomfort, he only cared about Qing Yun alone.

Not long after, Yuan Xin brought Yan Jincheng, Ling Liangcai, Bu Yan, and Fan Ling in, which was naturally ordered by Feng Han.

Wen Chengli didn't know what he was thinking, no one could see through the King of Chu's mind, and he thought that the King of Chu only knew the art of war, who would have thought that he had other thoughts.

"Students pay their respects to His Royal Highness King Chu and the concubine." The four talented people saluted Feng Han and the others together.

Feng Han nodded and said, "Excuse me, sit down."

The four of them didn't dare to disobey this order, so they could only sit in the lower half.

Even in front of unfamiliar people, Feng Han treated Mo Qingyun with the same thoughtfulness and tenderness as before.

"Qing Yun, eat something first, you must be starving."

Mo Qingyun nodded with a smile. He was indeed hungry. He had meant that just now, and he didn't want to stay in front of everyone for a long time. There was also a reason why he was hungry.

Seeing Qing Yun start to move his chopsticks, Feng Han looked at the few people facing him who bowed their heads silently, "You guys can eat too."

"Yes." Wen Chengli took the lead and moved his chopsticks. The other four dared to pick up the bowls and chopsticks in front of them, but their movements were as light as if they didn't exist.

After Mo Qingyun was full, she looked at Yan Jincheng, but the person opposite had already stopped their chopsticks.

"Mr. Yan, after you finish the exam, can you draw a picture about snakes for me?"

Yan Jincheng didn't respond, he quickly stood up and cupped his hands, "Students should do their best."

"Mr. Yan, you don't need to be too polite. Sit down. In fact, this request can be regarded as a difficult one. Obviously, painting relies on doing what you want." It's just that Qing Yun really wants a painting of Xiao Hei to hang at home. Xiao Nian sees it together.

"The princess is worrying too much. There must be a reason why the princess wants this picture. The students should do their best."

Mo Qingyun was taken aback, "Yes, once I saw a little black snake in the mountains. It saved me and was very spiritual. I wanted to collect a painting about it."

"Yes, Yan Jincheng will definitely complete it for the princess."

"Then thank you in advance." After Mo Qingyun and Yan Jincheng finished speaking, they looked at the others.

"It is Qingyun's selfishness to invite everyone to sit together today. Qingyun appreciates talented people very much, and hopes that everyone can give their best to the country and the people in the future. Although there is only one champion , but who knows that other positions cannot give full play to each person's strengths, Qing Yun hereby wishes you high school.

What Mo Qingyun said was sincere, and the four people on the opposite side looked at each other and all stood up and looked at Mo Qingyun.

With a hand bow, "Students will definitely do their best."

Feng Han really has nothing to say about Qing Yun's sensitivity. Obviously he called these people, and of course there is also the intention of recruiting them in the future, but Qing Yun already understood, and turned the words so smooth into his own. A temporary idea also made Wen Chengli stop thinking about him.

After that, Mo Qingyun chatted with a few more people, and naturally he did not forget to take care of Wen Chengli, and treated Wen Chengli with respect, and Wen Chengli heard what Mo Qingyun chatted with those students, and felt that Princess Chu was also A man of great talent secretly regrets marrying the king of Chu.

The others were even more impressed by Mo Qingyun, especially Yan Jincheng. The last time he saw Mo Qingyun, he did not see the relationship between Mo Qingyun and the King of Chu. Mo Qingyun only treated a poor scholar who had never met before. Then I can consider my state of mind at that time, and speak more courteously.

It can be said that Mo Qingyun is not self-respecting, not self-respecting himself. Yan Jincheng thought that it was all a sage said, and he saw a lot of people who are proud of their talents. Even literati will have that high self-esteem State of mind, not to mention Mo Qingyun's identity and talent, even chatting with him now makes him feel ashamed.

Feng Han only looked at Mo Qingyun from the side, pouring water for him from time to time for a snack. He watched the changes in the eyes of Wen Chengli and everyone else. He only felt that he had found a treasure, and he only sighed in his heart. He didn't know what he had done. In order to get a Mo Qingyun.

After the Fenghe Tower was over, the two returned to Chu Palace.

Mo Qingyun also listened to the butler's report on the preparations for the trip before finally taking a rest.

Feng Han sat on the soft edge and squeezed Qing Yun's shoulders and arms. Seeing that Feng Han seemed to be in a good mood, Mo Qingyun also smiled at him, "What does the lord want to say."

"No, it's just to relieve the fatigue of the princess." Feng Han lowered his head and kissed Qing Yun's forehead.

The corners of Mo Qingyun's mouth curled up nicely, "I know what the lord thinks."

"Oh? I would like to hear more about it." Feng Han also raised the corners of his mouth in a good mood.

Mo Qingyun blinked mischievously, "Although I don't know what the lord really thinks, but Qing Yun knows that the lord definitely likes Qing Yun more."

The curvature of Feng Han's mouth became more obvious because of these words, and this little clever ghost was right.

"Wangfei Mingjian, I really think so."

Hearing this, Mo Qingyun looked at Feng Han with some complacency, "Your Highness asked those four people to use wax together today, so His Highness must be very optimistic about their articles."

"That's right." Feng Han didn't actually read any articles, his mind was all on Qingyun just now, and he just looked at these four people differently based on the things in his previous life. "Also, why did Qing Yun say those words to them and still make friends with them?"

"Of course it's for the future. Qing Yun can understand that the lord takes a longer-term view than others. If it can be used in the future, recruiting one or two people has to be done from the very beginning. After all, many people are not so letting go.

Heart. "

Thinking of this, Mo Qingyun frowned again, "How is Mr. Wen?"

"Wen Chengli? Unlike Wen Xiang, he has a literati style, but he has similarities with Wen Xiang, and it is also the most important thing. Even the current emperor may understand."

"What is it?"

Feng Han touched Qing Yun's small face, "Although they are not perfect, they are all able to be impartial and party-free, recommending talents and talents."

It was only then that Mo Qingyun suddenly realized that impartiality and non-partisanship were really important to an emperor, and it was no wonder that Wen Xiang was so favored by Emperor Ming Chong.