After accidentally having a cub with the prince of the enemy country

Another focus of Jimo Qingyu is the clear font.

Others may not know it, but as a calligrapher, he knows that it is the long-lost Youlong style created by Taoist master Xu Ruzi.Although he majored in Confucianism, he had a friendship with Xu Ruzi when he was young, and he admired his handwriting very much, but Xu Ruzi had no intention of official career, and later fled to the mountains to hide from the world, and was never heard from again.After that, there will be no more dragons in the world.

Unexpectedly, it reappeared in the world today.

Zhao Yan checked his words and looked at his expression: "Master, do you want the disciple to call him?"

It had been many years since Master had appreciated an article so generously, and Zhao Yan had a feeling that the little junior he had been thinking about might really be coming.

It's just... There is no age limit for the students participating in the Spring Banquet. If Chu Yan is older than him, or just an octogenarian, it would be inappropriate to join the master's sect.

Also, appearance matters.Even if he is not as talented as Yan Qi, he can't be too ugly.

Jimo Qingyu was about to nod his head immediately, but he quickly came back to his senses and reprimanded him with a straight face: "Why did you call me here? Do you think this old man is just like that Yan Bing, who has to wait for the food to be judged?"

Zhao Yan could only respond.

I heard Jimo Qingyu think to herself: "The words full of spirit can't be an old man, it must be a young man...

Zhao Yan: "..."

Jimo Qingyu directly gave the evaluation of "Top A".

This surprised not only the literati students present, but also all the judges.

Because Jimo Qingyu is notoriously strict and strict, on weekdays when he commented on the students' homework, he rarely exceeded "A", and most of them were "B" or "Xia B".

How wonderful is this "Chun Ri Fu" written to get such a high evaluation from him.

"Let's announce the results."

"Yes."

In the suffocating silence of the audience, the ceremony official announced loudly: "In the article competition, the winner is Wei Ren, Chu Yan."

"Chu Yan?!"

"Who is Chu Yan?"

"Brother Wei, you Weiguo still has such a talent, why have you never heard of it?"

The pot almost exploded in the field.

How could such a legendary event, such a legendary event, not be exciting and curious.

Chen Qi's eyes shrank suddenly, and Yan Qi stood still, showing disbelief.Chen Qi has never seen Jiang Yun's real face, nor does he know Jiang Yun's pseudonym, but Yan Qi knows it. That Chu Yan, how could it be...

Sui Heng clicked his tongue, raised his eyebrows with a smile on his face, "It seems that Yan Yushi's articles are nothing more than that, even an unknown white-clothed man."

The generals of the Blue Wolf Battalion represented by Xu Qiao were also very excited. They all knew that His Highness had brought a young gentleman back to the Sui capital from the south, and had always been Shifang's personal protection. Competing in the name of His Highness, but his ability overwhelmed Yan Qi, and he slapped Yan Shi in the face, which is already exciting enough!

Everyone was looking for Chu Yan's whereabouts, including Jimo Qingyu who was sitting in the jury.

He was also very curious about what kind of character this Chu Yan was.

He hasn't accepted new disciples for many years, which doesn't mean he doesn't want to accept them. As long as Chu Yan is not too old, not too ugly, and has decent conduct, he can consider it.

After all, articles of this level are too rare and precious.

It is so precious that he can ignore the external conditions such as appearance and appearance to a certain extent.

Jiang Yun is packing up his pen and ink.

Shi Fang ran over excitedly: "Young Master, Young Master!"

Jiang Yun knelt and sat by the river, washed the brushes and inkstones meticulously, and put them in a pouch. The sunlight fell on the green shirt, and the tranquility and beauty were like a picture scroll, which made people unbearable to be disturbed.

Shi Fang broke the tranquility and helped Jiang Yun collect together: "Young Master, go ahead, Young Master has won Wenkui, and now everyone is looking for Young Master!"

Jiang Yun's eyes were very calm, and he even asked: "[-] draws, how did you decide the result in the end?"

"It's the Left Prime Minister Jimo Qingyu."

Sure enough.

Jiang Yun's "Chun Ri Fu" was naturally not written without purpose. He guessed that when the judges were split [-]-[-], it was necessary to join another highly respected and more qualified judge in order to obtain enough convincing judges. As a result of the crowd, this person is most likely Jimo Qingyu.

Jiang Yun smiled, got up and straightened his cuffs, and said, "Let's go."

Shifang flickered again.

Because I found that Mr. Xiao Lang seems to be smiling a lot today.

**

Jiang Yun arrived late, and everyone on the field was a little impatient. They felt that this Chu Yan was a little too airy, and made Emperor Sui, Empress Yan, and so many celebrities wait for him.

However, when the little man dressed in a green shirt and walked slowly accompanied by his servants, except for a few insiders, almost everyone's eyes widened in astonishment.

Her skin is like porcelain, her bones are like jade, and her behavior is elegant and unparalleled.

It seems that the creator gathered all the exquisite things in the world and polished them carefully.

There are such beautiful and elegant people in the world!

In front of him, regardless of the sun, mountains and rivers, the sun and the moon, streams, Yan Qi, who is known as the most beautiful man in Jiangbei, and Wei Yun, who is known as the most beautiful man in Jiangnan, all pale in comparison.

Jimo Qingyu, who has always been upright and upright and doesn't judge people by their appearance, couldn't help being startled.

Jiang Yun had already walked onto the stage and saluted gracefully.

Ranked sixth, the oldest judge of the Qing school stood up with a smile, handed him the jade plaque engraved with Wenkui, nodded in satisfaction, and said: "In the future, you must study hard and continue to work hard to improve yourself." good."

Jiang Yun nodded to thank him and put his hands away.

According to the rules, the one who won the first place should leave a commemorative letter on a special plaque.

The palace people quickly carried the plaque.

Seeing some water stains on his cuffs, the etiquette officer at the side asked with concern, "Do you need to change your clothes, my lord?"

Jiang Yun shook his head and said no.

He stepped forward, stood with his hands behind his back, picked up a pen and dipped it in ink, and the pen moved like a dragon, and wrote the four characters "Spring Banquet".

Even if the cuffs are slightly wet, he is as long as jade, standing alone on a high platform, and his wide-sleeved green shirt is fluttering in the wind, like a fairy like a crane, and his shocking grace is also amazing.

Waiting for Jiang Yun to leave the scene gracefully, no one recovered from the startled glance.

But after Jiang Yun stepped down, he was surrounded by many scholars.

Mu Qiang, a literati, let alone such a beautiful and gentle son, they couldn't wait to socialize with Jiang Yun and discuss articles together.

There are also those who want to win Jiang Yun into an official.

Jiang Yun said gently that he has no intention of becoming an official and writes very few articles on weekdays, so he can't guide everyone much.Naturally, everyone would not believe it. They only thought that this young man was not only talented, but also very humble.

They want to make friends with Jiang Yun even more!

Jimo Qingyu also stroked his beard and stood outside the crowd.

Zhao Yan stood aside and asked tentatively, "Should I call him here?"

Jimo Qingyu said with a stern face, but he refused to leave his feet for a moment, and his eyes were always focused on one place.

Zhao Yan: "..."

Zhao Yan could only wait with him.

Literati gathered more and more.

Shi Fang was afraid that these people would eat Jiang Yun, so he had to say loudly that their young master was not in good health and had to go back to rest.Only then did the crowd turn their heads three times at a step, and reluctantly dispersed.

When Jiang Yun was about to leave, someone coughed from behind and said, "Wait."

Shi Fang subconsciously wanted to chase him away again, but when he looked back, he saw that the other party was dressed in dark blue robes, with sharp eyes and a beautiful beard.

What does he come to do?

Jiang Yun didn't know Jimo Qingyu, so he made a junior salute.

Jimo Qingyu looked him up and down, and suddenly asked: "How old is this year?"

Shifang: "..."

Zhao Yan: "..."

Jiang Yun was also a little strange, but answered politely.

Jimo Qingyu nodded, and asked again: "Where do you study?"

Jiang Yun then said that he had been self-studying at home and had not attended school.

Jimo Qingyu's eyes brightened slightly: "Have you ever been a teacher?"

Before Jiang Yun answered, a lazy voice suddenly came from behind: "What? Is Prime Minister Zuo also interested in lonely people?"

Jimo Qingyu frowned, turned around, and saw that Sui Heng was wearing an ink-colored Lin robe, who had come over at some time.

The two of them have always been incompatible.

Jimo Qingyu snorted softly, and lowered his face: "What does this old man want to do, what does it have to do with His Highness?"

Sui Heng chuckled lightly: "Of course Prime Minister Zuo does other things, it has nothing to do with Gu, but those who covet Gu have something to do with Gu."

He stepped forward and hugged Jiang Yun by the waist.

Jimo Qingyu stared wide-eyed, with the expression that the cabbage was pushed by a pig.

"you--"

Sui Heng: "He's an orphan, Prime Minister Zuo is interested, so why not come to drink tea in the orphan's mansion some other day. I won't accompany him today."

After finishing speaking, Jimo Qingyu stood there in shock and astonishment, and strode away with Jiang Yun.

Jimo Qingyu was so angry that his beard shook for a long time, Fang asked the senior disciple: "What's going on here!"

Zhao Yan was also at a loss.

But Zhao Yan had a good relationship on a daily basis. Knowing some important news from the Sui capital, he hesitated to answer: "I heard that the crown prince brought a beautiful young gentleman from Jiangnan during his southern expedition. Could it be... this Chu Yan?"

Jiang Yun was directly carried back to the palace by Sui Heng.

Although there were soldiers from the Prince's Mansion clearing the way and not meeting many people along the way, Jiang Yun still felt embarrassed.

Sui Heng put the man on the couch, sniffed the fragrance of ink on the cuffs of his little lover, raised his eyebrows and said, "I don't know that Ah Yan has such abilities. It seems that it is really a shame to ask you to be a bed warming concubine for Gu." Quite talented."

"How about I make you a noble concubine tomorrow? In addition to warming the bed, you also have to lay paper and ink for Gu."

Jiang Yun knew that once he got out of the limelight, he would inevitably be teased by this person's suspicion.

He whispered: "I just wrote casually, I didn't think too much."

"Then why don't you compete on behalf of Gu? Instead, you compete in your own name?"

Jiang Yun said, "I'm afraid I'll embarrass you."

Sui Heng: "..."

Sui Heng laughed out loud, and found that his little lover was becoming more and more pleasing to the eye recently, so he deliberately elongated his tone: "Is that so? It turns out that Ah Yan is so concerned about his lonely face."

"How will Gu reward you?"

His eyes linger, with malicious intentions.

Jiang Yun could only kneel on the couch and kissed him.

Sui Heng: "Not enough."

Jiang Yun pursed the corner of her lower lip, her eyelashes drooped, and gave him another blow on the other side.

This person has been getting more and more recently, and once this thing starts, it will never end.After tossing for a while, he was finally willing to let him go.

"Well, there is progress."

Sui Heng was very satisfied.

"A Yan's articles are so well done, I think I can learn other things quickly."

Jiang Yun didn't understand what he meant.

Seeing him take something out of his bosom very shyly, said: "From today onwards, you must learn one thing every day."

Jiang Yun looked at him in shame.

"Who told you to betray Gulai."

"Just now, the queen mother called Gu over, and severely reprimanded Gu, saying that Gu's husband is weak, and he can't even control himself well. Today, you have severely suppressed Gu's prince's house, and you are not allowed to ask Gu back? "

"How about this tonight?"

He has begun to make choices with relish.

Jiang Yun didn't want to talk to him, pushed him away, and thought about it.

Sui Heng laughed softly, pulled the man back and hugged him tightly, restrained his cynical look, and said in a serious low voice: "Do you know how much you helped Gu today?"

"How much blessing did Gu accumulate in his previous life to be able to pick up a rare treasure like you halfway through."

"Ayan, thank you."

Jiang Yun couldn't accept his thanks, because strictly speaking, everything he did today had nothing to do with him.

Even in a sense, it was against him.

Sui Heng continued: "Think about it, I will want you alone in the future, and I will never marry anyone else. It doesn't matter to anyone. From now on, make the bed warm, spread paper and ink, and have a baby. You can do it all by yourself, okay?"

"..."

started again.

Jiang Yun couldn't help biting his shoulder.

"You give birth to yourself."

Sui Heng hissed, and just about to bully him back, his personal guard reported outside: "Your Highness, Master Chen is asking to see you."

Most likely, Chen Qi came here for tomorrow's competition.

Sui Heng let him go, scratched his little lover's straight nose, and said: "I'll forgive you first, and I'll settle accounts with you at night."

He routinely shows one side of his cheek.

Jiang Yun could only wrap his arms around his neck and kiss him.

Sui Hengfang left satisfied.

Not long after, Ji An came over and said with a smile that the hot water had been boiled and the young master could take a bath.

Jiang Yun nodded, tidied up his robes, and then went to the bathroom next to him.

Chen Qi naturally came to plead guilty to Sui Heng.

Sui Heng helped him up with his own hands, with a smile on his brows: "Today is just the beginning. For Gu, if the Yan family doesn't get the first prize, it will be considered as Gu's victory."

What's more, Winning is still his favorite and favorite little lover.

This made Sui Heng even more happy.

Naturally, Chen Qi also noticed that Sui Heng was in a particularly good mood. Reminiscent of the news he had just heard from Xu Qiao, he tentatively asked: "Since Mr. Chu is so talented, why didn't you represent His Highness to participate in the competition today?"

Chen Qi was suspicious.

For the first time since Chen Du's palace, seeing the flashing blue back in the thick night, I felt inexplicably uneasy.

Although as a subject, one should not meddle in the private affairs of the lord.

However, it is always disturbing to have such a person with unknown identity and origin, who hides a world-renowned talent, beside the Lord.

"He is."

Sui Heng smiled loosely: "He's just playing around."

Chen Qi was taken aback.

Because of the pampering and indulgence in the other party's words, he hardly concealed it.

Chen Qi thought of Xu Qiao's kind warning, so he didn't dare to say any more.

Because of today's article competition, Yan Qi's strength is too strong, he was not sure of winning.And tomorrow, there will be a competition of five literary items at the same time, as long as he can win three items, he will be able to defeat Yan.

Chen Qi is very confident because he has made sufficient preparations.

**

The next day, Jiang Yun still arrived at the arena early and watched the game accompanied by Shi Fang and Fan Qi.

Fan Qi was sluggish and listless, looking at Jiang Yun with weird eyes, occasionally meeting Jiang Yun's eyes, and quickly turned away.

Gao Gong personally made chicken noodle soup, wrapped it tightly in a food box, and sent it to Jiang Yun.This is his masterpiece, because of the stupid things he did before, during this time, he served Jiang Yun a hundred times more diligently than Ji An.

Jiang Yun ate a small bowl and distributed the rest to Shifang.

Shi Fang always liked to eat the noodles made by Gao Gong, so he was not polite, thanked Jiang Yun happily, and started eating half a bowl of noodles.Seeing them talking and laughing at Yan Yan, Fan Qi became more depressed and squatted aside without speaking.

The first one is music competition.

Because of the participation of Luo Fengjun, the fourth son of the Southern Kingdom in the past, the other sons seemed destined to be the foil.So from the very beginning, everyone was waiting for Luo Fengjun's appearance.

After about an hour of comparison, Luofeng Junfang slowly appeared on the jade platform with his rare guqin named "Kunshan".

He was still dressed in white, his face was cold and aloof, but the gauze on his hand was gone.

Therefore, except for a few insiders, no one knew about his injury.

In just one day, Luo Fengjun's injury could not heal. Jiang Yun understood that Luo Fengjun is a music fanatic and also a music genius. He has an incomprehensible obsession and awe for music.Even though his hand was injured, he did not withdraw from the competition, but insisted on appearing on the field.He didn't want to show his wounds and win sympathy and pity.

As the world-renowned Mr. Le, he has his own pride and persistence.

Jiang Yun suddenly had a different understanding of Luo Fengjun, and felt that Luo Fengjun was different from what he had imagined before.

Accompanied by a clear sound, Luo Fengjun began to play.

Today, Luo Fengjun played not his famous song "Wu Tong Yin", but a battle-breaking song, the tune is high-pitched and passionate, just like thousands of troops fighting bravely on the battlefield.

The magnificent battlefield seems to be in sight.

His hand was injured, not only did he not hide his clumsiness, he actually chose such an intense and fast-paced tune.

There was silence on the field, and everyone was immersed in the illusory world woven by the tune.

Some people are even bloody, with sweat on their foreheads.

Until there was a crackling sound, the strings of the qin broke, and the fingers playing the qin bleed, like blood-colored plum blossoms, falling on the qin case.

Everyone woke up suddenly, watching this scene in disbelief.

The world-famous Mr. Le unexpectedly made such a mistake.

Yet that scene was magnificent.

Luo Fengjun took the piano, saluted proudly, turned and left without saying a word or leaving a word.

After two more, it was the turn of the Prince's Mansion master to play.

A thin figure, covered with a black veil, walked up to the jade platform under the guidance of the palace servants. The instrument he used was the same as Luo Fengjun's, a lyre.

This is a strange face.

While everyone was speculating about his identity, the man had already plucked the first tune with a smile.

Everyone's complexion changed drastically, showing shock.

Therefore, the melody played by people is beyond the reach of countless people, the peerless famous song "Feng Qiuhuang" created by the musical genius Duan Hou of Qi State.

Luo Fengjun, who had already left the field, also stopped abruptly.