The undercover agent sent by the imperial court

Chu Yuan disappeared from sight, and the carriage continued to walk towards the palace. Chu Yuan handed over a chess book. Ling Xuan was indeed very talented, but he always had some resistance to chess, probably because the person who taught him to play chess at the beginning Because of my teacher.

Playing chess can reflect a lot of things about a person. For the young Ling Xuan, the teacher conveyed the human heart from chess skills, which was too impressive. So, Ling Xuan finally chose to give up chess skills, "It's been so long Yet?"

I always feel that it was still yesterday, but it has been so long, Ling Xuan opened the game record, "I don't understand it, go back and ask the teacher."

As if it was just yesterday, Ling Xuan opened the chess book, which was a book he wanted a long time ago, but he didn't expect Chu Yuan to remember it until now, it's incredible, he seemed to be just a child at that time.

Ling Xuan raised the book and leaned back, then fell down, "Shihui, is there Xu Jin?"

The poetry meeting has been in full swing preparations, and the most popular this year is undoubtedly Xu Jin, who refused to enter the palace last year, and Yu Liang, a disciple of the Confucian professor of Hanling Academy and also the number one scholar.

What Ling Xuan wanted to retaliate this time was, Xu Jin, Ling Xuan was generally not a bad person, but as soon as he returned to the capital, his own territory began to let himself go.

On other people's territory, of course, you have to behave yourself and go back to your own home. Naturally, you want to toss and toss as much as you want. The poetry club has always been Ling Xuan's main battlefield.

Knowing Ling Xuan's return, this year's host of the Poetry Club, the Ministry of Rites, was the first to have a big head. I heard that Yu Liang had already met Prince Yu, so there was only one person left to greet him this time, Xu Jin.

Coupled with the fact that this person rejected the court last year, I am afraid that this year's poetry meeting will not be safe.

Compared with all kinds of sorrows in the Ministry of Rites, the people who watched the theater were not afraid at all, and they wished it could be more interesting. The poem meeting without Prince Yu is like a lion dance without a pearl, which makes everyone very boring.

But this year, Lord Yu returned to the capital, and it was also in time for this poetry fair, which is always going to be a big show.

What I look forward to the most is not Dong Yongjing, who will never be idle, but the most mature and stable Chu Yuan.

Chu Ziyan went back and told his father, the Prime Minister, about it, and the Prime Minister sighed deeply, "Forget it, how can I manage him, don't make it too difficult for the Ministry of Rites."

"Yes, I understand." Chu Ziyan knew the destructive power of his prince. Since Ling Xuan was ten years old, he began to participate in the poetry meeting, and this poetry meeting has never had a peaceful life.

I don't know why Ling Xuan is so fond of the poetry fair, as long as people are in the poetry fair, they will definitely participate.

If you ask Ling Xuan about this in person, Ling Xuan will tell you as a matter of course, "Of course it's because poetry is the most fun!"

Ling Xuan, who was lighting up the lights in the palace to read the chess records, didn't know how many people were waiting to see a big show this time, Ling Xuan just thought that playing chess was something.

"It's quite simple." Ling Xuan closed the book and said, "Brother Huang, do you want to play chess?"

"I won't." Huang Puwen shook his head, "Let the manager accompany you."

Ling Xuan shifted his gaze to the manager, "Then this old slave will play a few games of chess with the prince." The manager bowed and left the emperor and sat down opposite Ling Xuan.

Ling Xuan picked up the sunspot, "Then, let's start."