Huff Town House

"That's Mr. Yun!" Suddenly shouted, Yun Xiao touched the hand of the Buddhist beads, and quickly rolled two beads, but on the surface it was very settled.

He doesn't want to kneel down, but he just ordered you.

"Caomin Yunxiao has met the empress."

"Sir, you are not in good health, so you don't need to get up and kneel down." The queen yelled, telling Xi Shaoyu not to help him up. It stands to reason that people like Yunxiao don't need to kneel down, but he just let someone help him down Kneeling, which shows that his body is fine, but now it seems that it is really not very good.

"Thank you Empress Empress, I wonder what the Empress Empress is calling me?"

"I heard that Mr. is very talented. Now it's a poetry meeting. How about asking Mr. to compose a poem to meet the occasion?"

Yun Xiao shook his head, and said very calmly: "No, Cao Min's family is a farmer, with a mud-legged background, and he doesn't know how to recite poetry."

As soon as these words came out, everyone believed them.

It is well known that Xi and Shaoyu came from the village.

Even if they are very popular with the emperor today, it will not change their identities.

But Yunxiao's reputation is too great, most people still don't believe Yunxiao's words, many reclusive people say so.

"Mr. Yun, I would like to believe that you are a mud leg, but everyone is willing to emulate your talent and learning."

Someone spoke up, and many people followed suit. Some did not believe the rumors, but their contempt for that Tao deepened in their hearts, and some really wanted to see it.

Yunxiao is not in a dilemma, he doesn't know how to write poems, but the ancient country of China has a long history, and he can take any capital, but he doesn't want to, he is like a monkey being watched, being stared at by others.

"Could it be that Mr. has an empty reputation, and you're scared out of your wits right now?" Someone stood up and said in a mocking tone, Yun Xiao looked over, he didn't look very good, and his gaze made him very unhappy.

It's been a long time, I haven't seen such a gaze, want to provoke him?I'm afraid it will be difficult.

"Yes, I have a false name, but I won't be scared out of my wits."

Admit it?

All of a sudden, those who watched the play and those who didn't believe him were all amazed at his courage, and he turned his face away, leaving people speechless.

"Okay, since the gentleman said no, then don't make things difficult for the gentleman. Today's poetry meeting will be the same as in the past, and everyone can enjoy themselves."

After watching enough of the play, the queen also spoke, and everyone stopped embarrassing Yunxiao.

The poetry meeting was held as usual, and Yun Xiao was listening to it. For a long time, he only felt that Huaxia's poems sounded more poetic.

"The Emperor is here!"

The originally lively poetry meeting fell silent, everyone bowed their heads and knelt down, and Xi Shaoyu also supported Yun Xiao to kneel down, but was stopped by the emperor.

"Since Mr. is not feeling well, let's avoid it." Everyone knelt down for a while, only he was still sitting.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Just after Yun Xiao finished speaking, he heard a loud voice shouting: "Long live my king, long live, long live!"

The voice was loud, and it was the first time Yun Xiao heard such a voice, even better than the one on TV.

The voice was too loud, and Yun Xiao felt that it was not bad, but the emperor's voice was too soft, but it could make people wake up.

"I just came here to take a look. I just got there, so I can continue."

"Yes" everyone responded, and then continued, and when the two people who had finished the poem, the emperor asked: "I don't know what poem Mr. Yun wrote?"

The emperor asked a question, and the eunuch who had been recording the poems immediately said: "Back to the emperor, Mr. Yun has never written poems."

"Oh... why is that, Mr. Yun?"

Yun Xiao raised his hand slightly, and said, "Caomin is just a mud-legged person, how can he know how to compose poetry?"

Having said that, the emperor said kindly: "Mr. is right, understanding the laws of all things and understanding poetry are two different things."

"Your Majesty, please tell me that this is not the case. The so-called poetry comes from all things. The so-called heaven and earth are like a horse, and all things refer to the same thing. Therefore, although all things are complicated, a horse can also expand. , not acquired."

Yun Xiao understands this, meaning that if he has talent, he has it, and if he doesn't, he has a fake reputation.

"Your Majesty, I also agree."

For a long time, those who held prejudice against Yun Xiao all knelt down one after another.

The term "Mr." really needs someone who has real materials to bear it. If not, it is better not to tarnish the word.

"Mr. Yun, why don't you show it?"

The corners of Yunxiao's mouth were raised slightly, and the corners of his lips that seemed to be smiling but not smiling made people unable to see what it meant?

Even the emperor didn't understand what he was thinking?

"Subordinate..." As soon as Xi Shaoyu was about to speak, Yun Xiao said, "It's okay, I am indeed born as a mud leg, and this cannot be changed, but this big man said that the world is like a horse, and everything refers to the same thing, but it is wrong. of."

Yun Xiao glanced at him, and then said: "I really don't know how to write poetry. Although everything in the world can be described by horses, it's just things, not heaven and earth."

"What do you mean, Mr.?" Some people don't understand, but the sentence "The world is like a horse, and everything is the same" sounds very poetic.

"You've been to the sky, and you'll know when you've been to the sea!"

In a word, it makes people laugh out loud. Isn't that what gods do?

Xi Shaoyu's words were very shocking to Xi Shaoyu's ears. He was very clear about Yun Xiao's identity. He could only be shocked when he heard that he went to the world.

"Mr. Yun may have forgotten that this is the imperial palace, and rumors and troubles cannot be tolerated."

"How can you say such a thing when you have a good poem?"

Everyone whispered to each other whether his name was random?

Some people looked at him with mocking eyes.

Yun Xiao didn't care, it wasn't a big deal to him, the things he had experienced were far worse than these.

"I see Mr. Yun, just come up with a song." The emperor also spoke, and Yun Xiao still didn't give face, and said: "Your Majesty, I'm sorry, I don't know how to write poems, and it's a thing to come from a mud-legged background. Why should Your Majesty make things difficult for me? Woolen cloth?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the prince stood up. He has been here for a long time. Although he has been paying attention to this Shitong meeting, he has also paid attention to Yunxiao.

He knows Yun Xiao's ability better than anyone else, and he was also responsible for the forced palace not long ago and the taking down of the fourth prince.

"Father, my son thinks what Mr. Yun said is right. There is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people. If you don't know poetry, you can farm the land. The one present knows how to farm the land and knows the five grains. Don't say that farming is low, but there is no farming." How can the people in the world be full with the food that is planted?"

What the prince said is quite correct. Knowing all things does not mean knowing poetry, and knowing poetry does not necessarily mean being able to plant grains in the fields.