After the interpenetration, I forced the emperor to become a scholar

Chi Ying held the bronze mirror in his hand, with the clear spring behind him, the breeze not too dry, and the flowing water, it was supposed to be a comfortable and leisurely afternoon, but the good mood was completely lost by the noise of the two rows of civil servants in front.

It's really not easy for the emperor. He has to compete with the military officer in riding and shooting, and he has to play poems with the civil servant after a break.

With the elk sent by Shen Huai, His Majesty's Autumn Hunting successfully won No.1. After the congratulations from all the officials, the afternoon was spent singing to wine and composing poems and lyrics.

Even though Chi Ying was leaning in the pavilion and separated some distance from the ministers, he still caught the imperceptible disdain hidden in the compliments of these people, but because it was His Majesty, they couldn't and didn't dare to show it.

But his autumn hunting mission has been completed, and the poetry gathering is just a ostentation, and he doesn't care, anyway, it doesn't hurt the interests of winning or losing.

Tianshi Feng Jinchen was also in the official seat, he was still white-haired and purple-robed, when Pianpian came on stage, the dancing singer almost took a wrong step in order to look at him more often.

"Your Majesty." Feng Jinchen saluted.

"Is it the voice of the Celestial Master?" It was about two o'clock in the afternoon, and Shen Wang was probably in physical education class, and he could vaguely hear the whistle, "Why did he come? I have never seen him appear here before. "

Chi Ying immediately followed up and asked, "Why did the Celestial Master come to join in the fun?"

The celestial master immediately bent down with his stick, and complimented: "I am watching the sky at night. Today is considered an auspicious day. Your Majesty will surely show off his glory, so I came here to watch."

"..."

Will want to come to eat melon said so out of the silt but not stained.

Suddenly there was a woman's voice, which was very clear among the men: "What did the teacher mean that day, if it is not an auspicious day, your majesty can't show up?"

Shen Huai suddenly came from outside the hall, different from the elegant clothes in the morning, now she was wearing light armor, with a long sword on her waist, and the iron piece shone brightly in the sun, showing her a sense of strength.

"General Zhenyuan? Ah, long time no see." The Celestial Master said with a smile, "Is the general planning to resign from the field and return to the army?"

Shen Huai waved his hand: "Hey, I dare not, I don't think so. I came here this time just to see His Majesty."

"Ah, indeed, I almost forgot that General Zhenyuan is still the third princess. I'm offending you." Feng Jinchen smiled, "This place is located in Lanting, the scenery is pleasant, I think the general would like it very much."

Then he looked at Chi Ying.

Chi Ying paused, and the warm-up rhythm "one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight" from Shen Wang's side was still in his mind——since they wore it here, the two of them have been in touch almost every day, and the lovers who are passionately in love have no relationship. So diligent.

Feng Jinchen laughed again: "Speaking of which, this is the first time I have seen His Majesty at a poetry gathering, it is really rare."

"..."

Didn't Shen Wang say that he never came?

"It's really good wine." Feng Jinchen pushed back his loose long hair, pinched the wine glass with his fingers and sniffed gently, "It's so beautiful, in the Orchid Pavilion, why don't Your Majesty and I... have a poem against each other?"

The lively banquet just now fell silent in an instant.

Xuan He clenched his sword tightly, and secretly looked at His Majesty's expression - the Celestial Master is not affiliated with the court, but also has important responsibilities. Under such a background, it is not easy for His Majesty to punish him for finding fault secretly.

The ministers originally only dared to whisper in their hearts, but they didn't expect that this time the celestial master had eaten the bear's heart and the leopard dared to commit a crime in public.

Chi Ying became the focus of the audience for a moment, Shen Huai was stunned, she instinctively wanted to keep her brother behind her, but when she took a step forward, she was stopped by the elevated steps.

Looking at the pilgrim sitting on the dragon chair with an expressionless face, she came back to her senses, yes, this is no longer the one who didn't even dare to kill chickens back then, and was recognized as auspicious and auspicious. Prince.

His siblings separated at the age of 15, and they only reunited two years later. At first, she heard that the Eighth Prince was thrown into the night building of the First Assassin Organization after she left. She couldn't come back, so she could only be in a hurry, and when she finally got out and was about to sneak back, she heard that the emperor had reappointed the heir, and the crown prince had been given to the eighth prince.

She didn't know what her eighth younger brother had experienced in the past two years. She transformed from a little prince who seemed to have the most hopeless future, and stood above ten thousand people in a dragon robe. The timidity of the past disappeared and only existed in memory.

She only knew...she, the eighth younger brother, suddenly smiled at Tianshi, her expression was so indifferent that no one could see other emotions, but she looked full of bad water.

He said, "Tianshi, do you know Wang Xizhi?"

Feng Jinchen took a sip of his wine: "Who is that?"

"Oh, you don't know each other. I dreamed about him last night, and he even wrote the preface to me."

"..." Feng Jinchen almost choked.

"Lanting, right?" Chi Ying leaned back on the chair, took a sip of wine like others, and immediately felt his tongue trembling from the heat.

What a drink.

All the ministers waited for a long time, the iced melon was almost heating up, and finally waited for His Majesty to speak slowly.

"This place has lofty mountains, luxuriant forests and bamboos, as well as clear and turbulent streams, which are reflected on the left and right. It is thought of as flowing cups and curved water, and sitting next to it. Although there is no silk and bamboo orchestra, a cup and a chant are enough to express the feelings."

Feng Jinchen paused, and slightly spilled some wine.

"It's the day, the sky is bright and the air is clear, the wind is gentle and smooth, look up at the vastness of the universe, and look down at the abundance of categories."

"..."

Chi Ying bababa talked to himself for a long time on the chair, as if being named by the teacher to win a prize, and recited the whole text in front of the whole class, until the end of "The reader will also feel the gentleness", for a few days Minutes, no one interrupted him.

"Beautiful." Facts have proved that the celestial master is braver, and Feng Jinchen was the first to praise, "Good preface, I have to ask someone to write it and frame it when I go back. Your Majesty is really versatile in civil and military affairs, good preface, good preface."

Of course it is a good sequence, otherwise how could I read the high school Chinese textbook?

In order to prevent Feng Jinchen from saying such bad words as "I look forward to His Majesty's own writing and nomination", Chi Ying hurriedly called the dancer to come forward and play to ease the atmosphere.

Hearing what Xuanhe meant, Shen Jue was probably a scumbag since he was a child, and Chi Ying was afraid of revealing his secrets, and he didn't want to put his name on other people's works, so he said the outrageous statement "dream" in advance, and added that he just passed through it. At that time, he had already dreamed of the "Phantom Sun", which made it more believable.

After completing the task and one step closer to returning, Chi Ying smiled lightly and looked at Shen Huai, only to see Shen Huai's shocked face, as if seeing a frail scholar beating a tiger to death.

"How could you write a preface..." Shen Huai murmured.

Chi Ying rubbed the skin of the peanuts in his hand and threw it into his mouth: "I told you, I didn't write it myself, it was a dream."

"Is this really a dream?" Shen Huai stepped into the edge of autism, "When I was stuck in the bottleneck of martial arts, why didn't I dream about how to change my movements?"

Chi Ying was suddenly lost in thought.

Because my dream is a tall building with a lot of traffic, not a pavilion.

On the lake in the distance, a boat is slowly approaching, accompanied by the melodious sound of pipa.It is estimated that His Majesty's introduction on the spot refreshed the cognition of the ministers, and their discussions became much bolder, and there were even voices mixed in with the voices of people asking His Majesty to make another order.

As if forcing him to hollow out the language documents, even Shen Huai looked at him with anticipation.

Forget it... Chi Ying thought, a sister and brother, just treat it as a meeting gift for him to return.

He picked up the bronze mirror again: "Shen Wang, do you have your language documents with you?"

"Huh? I'm in physical education class." Shen Zhuang replied.

"I know, can you get the paperwork in this language now?"

"doing what?"

"Your sister asked me to write the preface."

"..."

The corners of Shen Ju's eyes twitched, like a scumbag dictating temporarily after hearing it for 10 minutes, and his whole body is not well.

"Then wait a minute, I'll go upstairs to get it."

"Quite urgent."

"..."

Three seconds later, Chi Ying heard Shen Wang's voice again: "Hi, classmate, can I borrow your Chinese book?"

His Majesty probably seldom speaks to people so politely, his tone is very awkward, it is the first time that the girl he asked was greeted by the school grass, and he stuttered for a long time: "Ah I... I have... I can!"

Shen Wang took the book, ignored the girl's blushing, and continued to ask him: "And then?"

He talked so loudly that the girl thought he was talking to her, she was stunned, and suddenly became excited: "Do you still want to explain all the textbooks! I can run up and get them!"

"...No, thank you, I will pay you back later."

Then he left without looking back, leaving the girl with a ruthless back.

Chi Ying paused, and secretly lamented how quickly His Majesty adapted to the environment: "You find a place where no one is around, I'm afraid you will be mistaken for studying hard."

Shen Wang walked to the corner of the playground and sat on the steps under the shadow of the bushes: "There is no one here, then?"

"Look through the book. There is a text called Pipa Xing." Chi Ying said slowly, "I know there is such a text, but I haven't memorized it. Say something later, pause, and wait until I finish speaking." Next sentence."

...

On this day, Hu Guoqiu hunted, and Emperor Xuanyao participated in the poetry gathering for the first time, which wiped away his "illiterate" image in one fell swoop, and his prose was exported like flowing water, which shocked the whole country for a while.

The mountains are far away and the water is vast, under the Lanting, the 17-year-old Emperor Xuanyao held his hands behind his back, and he was not ostentatious, but he just spoke in a calm and calm manner.

"The big strings are like torrential rain, the small strings are like whispers, and the strings are mixed with each other, big and small beads fall on the jade plate."

In another time and space, Shen Zhuang held the Chinese document unfamiliarly, controlled the rhythm, and guided Chi Ying to the next sentence bit by bit. With the cooperation of the two, he read the entire article almost without any flaws.

Shen Wang finished reading the last sentence, heaved a sigh of relief, and smiled muffledly: "I haven't read this article in advance, it's almost like reading it to you on the spot, it's so difficult, but I didn't make any mistakes, don't you grateful?"

Chi Ying straightened the crown: "That's amazing, thank you Your Majesty for your grace."

"..."

"As a thank you gift, I helped you wash away your poor literary image in the eyes of your minister. How about it, can you read a text in exchange?"

"...That is naturally enough."

As for how His Majesty managed to acquire the literary talents enough to take the imperial examination overnight, His Majesty's original words are extremely illusory.

"Last night I dreamed of two people, one named Wang Xizhi and the other named Bai Juyi. They read the two prefaces to me, and I just paraphrased them."

However, I have searched all over the history books, and even the folk books have been frantically read, but no one has found these two lines and the preface. Some people firmly think that His Majesty is being modest, but when someone in the court really mentions the nomination, His Majesty His expression was undeniably serious.

"Don't mention my name. I said it wasn't written by me. If you want to nominate, just write Wang Xizhi and Bai Juyi."

In the end, under the coercion of Chi Ying, the civil servant who carried the book tremblingly wrote down the name that did not belong to this dynasty.

The book that was mentioned was circulated very quickly, only paused for a moment in Tianshi's hand, Feng Jinchen held the scroll and said with a chuckle: "There is a wrong word."

As for what was wrong, he didn't say anything, and Chi Ying didn't take it seriously.

But he didn't take it seriously either.

Because the eleventh high school has a monthly exam tomorrow.