"Father...what else can you do?"
Liu Yu stood over tremblingly, his heart filled with bad premonitions.
"Tell me the truth. Are those words about "The Theory of Government" really what you said?"
"Yes...yes!" Liu Yu nodded.
"Humph, you traitor! Even now, you are still lying!" Emperor Jing Xing snorted coldly, his brows raised.
"I still don't know what your virtue is?"
"It's just that I don't have any knowledge or skills on weekdays. Even if I have time, I use it to study those military strategies. How can I read the "On the Governance of the World"?"
"Those words were clearly what Li Changkong taught you!"
"When Li Changkong was here just now, I took care of your face and didn't point it out. Now that they are gone, are you still stubborn and trying to trick me?"
"Ah?" Liu Yu was stunned. He really thought of those words on his own.
At most, when I was reading, I had a few discussions with Lao Li and the others because I was really bored.
But most of them are my own.
When it came to the father's mouth, why did it become what Lao Li taught himself?
This...Liu Yu was a very competitive child, so it was unbearable to suffer such unfair injustice.
He immediately said with a little sullenness: "Father, those words were originally spoken by my son. The relationship between Lao Li and my son was at best a discussion with each other, not what you think, father."
Hearing this, Emperor Jing Xing laughed out of anger.
Okay, I’ll give you a step and you won’t have to step down, right?
"Then tell me why you read this "The Theory of Government"! If you can tell me that you are ugly and Yinmao, I will believe you. If you can't tell me, I will go and receive the punishment myself. Within half a month, Don’t leave even half a step outside the East Palace!”
"Ah?" Liu Yu was stunned, completely stunned.
Why should he read "On the Governance of the World"? How do you ask him to answer this question?
It can't be said that he lost in the spy game.
This...isn't this embarrassing?
After much deliberation, I had no choice but to pinch my nose and admit: "Father has a sharp eye, and these words are indeed what Li Changkong taught his son."
"My son, please go and receive your punishment."
After hearing this, Emperor Jing Xing's expression improved. He nodded and said, "Your mother and I still have something to say, so you can go out first."
When Liu Yu heard this, he was even more speechless.
Good guy, do you want to look at what you are talking about now.
This is the East Palace! It’s the prince’s residence!
You let me go!
Okay, just leave, you are my father.
After all, I'm afraid I won't even be able to leave the East Palace in the next half month.
After Liu Yu left, Emperor Jing Xing looked at Empress Lu with great interest and asked, "What does the empress think of Li Changkong?"
"He is a great talent and should be put to good use." Empress Lu pondered for a while and then said thoughtfully, "It's just that I heard that this son doesn't seem to have a good reputation among the people."
"If Your Majesty wants to reuse it, I'm afraid it still needs some polishing."
"Yes, what the queen said is exactly what I want."
"It's just that I originally thought that this guy was only good at writing strategies. I didn't expect that he would have such attainments in poetry."
"It's really rare!"
After hearing this, Princess Huaiqing stood up and said, "Father, a few days ago, I went to the Imperial Academy with Zhao Yang and happened to encounter Li Changkong reciting a poem."
In Daqian, no matter the prince or princess, they all call themselves sons and ministers in front of the emperor.
"My son thinks that that poem is no less than what my father has heard today."
When Emperor Jing Xing heard this, he became interested and asked, "Seriously? The poem Li Changkong recited today is extraordinary. Otherwise, my father would not have ordered Zheng Ying to pass it on to the three armies."
"Father, I have not heard all the poems that Li Changkong recited today. But... I think that the poem from the Imperial College that day is even better."
Emperor Jing Xing was really shocked when he heard this.
The poem written by Li Changkong today is a top choice in terms of both the description of the scene and the concept.
Especially the last sentence, "Repay your favor on the golden stage, and support the jade dragon to die for you" is the finishing touch.
To be honest, Emperor Jing Xing had not heard such a poem in nearly ten years.
But now, Huaiqing dared to assert that the poem Li Changkong recited in the Imperial College that day was better without listening to the entire poem.
Then...how amazing must that poem written in the Imperial College that day be?
If he hadn't known that Huaiqing had always had a calm temper, he would have almost thought that the child was lying.
"Do you still remember? Please chant quickly."
"My son obeys the decree." Huaiqing Zhen nodded lightly, and then began to chant softly.
"I am so angry that I lean on the railing, and the mist of rain stops. I look up, look up to the sky and roar, my heart is strong. Thirty years of fame and fame, clouds and moon along the eight thousand miles. Don't wait for your youthful head to turn white, empty and sad.
The shame of Jingkang has not yet been resolved; the hatred of the ministers, when will it be extinguished? Driving a long car, crossing the gap in Helan Mountain. The ambition is to eat the meat of Huns when they are hungry, and to drink the blood of Huns when they are thirsty. Be from scratch, clean up the old mountains and rivers, overturned Que. "
"..." After Huaiqing finished reciting "Man Jiang Hong", Emperor Jing Xing was so excited that he trembled all over until he staggered. Thanks to Empress Lu's quick eyesight and quick hands, she caught him, otherwise, he might have fallen down. land.
"Such a word...there are such words in the world!"
"It would be great if I, Jing Xing, could have a minister like this in my reign." Emperor Jing Xing carefully savored the meaning of the words, but the more he tasted, the more frightened he became. It was unimaginable that a young man, He has never even been on the battlefield or faced the Northern Yuan people's cavalry, yet he can write such poems.
"This poem was written by Li Changkong?"
"He said no, it was written by the poet Yue Fei."
"Yue Fei? Who is this?" Emperor Jing Xing was slightly surprised.
"After returning from the Imperial College, I searched through the classics of the four countries, but I never found that in recent decades, there was a poet named Yue Fei from the four countries, so... I thought, This poem is most likely written by Li Changkong himself."
"It's just that the word is too shocking, like the dragon in the word. He is relatively young and has no reputation among officials. He is afraid of getting into trouble, so he is self-effacing."
Huaiqing's talk was eloquent, well-founded and convincing.
After saying this, Emperor Jing Xing couldn't help but nodded and said with emotion: "Okay!"
"Not only can this boy write such poems at such a young age, but he also understands the principle that the wind will destroy the trees that are beautiful in the forest. He is a rare piece of jade!"
"I have always been negligent in discipline and have been infected by the market atmosphere, so my habits are not good and my character is slightly flawed."
"But, as long as you carve it out, it will become a great thing!"
"I should put this son to good use!"
When Empress Lu heard this, she immediately bowed and said: "Congratulations, Your Majesty, you are so happy to have such a talented person!"
"Hahaha, the queen is right!" Emperor Jing Xing beamed with joy for a moment.
