Jiajing was stunned. In his imagination, Xiao Feng had just solved the case and stole the show. Not only did he depose Yan Shifan, he also made him the master of the two princes.
What does this mean? It means that no matter which prince ascends the throne in the future, he will be a proper emperor's master. This is a golden rice bowl given to him by Jiajing, a gold medal to avoid death in the future!
Anyone who has reached this point should be very proud. Why is Xiao Feng sad?
"What poem, read it and listen to it."
Although Zhan Yu's literary level is average, his memory is very good, and he can even imitate Xiao Feng's movements and expressions when reciting poems.
"On a quiet night, the streets are deserted and people wake up more and more. The wine is cold and the cup is too cold to enter the throat."
Jiajing nodded slightly, this was a realistic beginning. However, on New Year's Eve, when others are drinking happily, he will notice that the streets are empty at night, the wine is cold, and the cup is cold, which is indeed quite pessimistic.
"My hometown is thousands of miles away, but the local sounds are still separated by hundreds of years."
Jiajing frowned and looked to his side habitually, then he remembered that there was a family banquet at the palace on New Year's Eve, and Lu Bing would not participate.
But Huang Jin had already guessed what Jiajing was thinking, and whispered: "Xiao Feng was born in the capital, grew up in the capital, and has never traveled far."
"Several green mountains share the same falling snow, and the two places grow old together as they miss each other."
Jiajing was even more surprised and looked at Huang Jin: "I remember Lu Bing said that Xiao Feng is determined to marry a baby, right? Why do we love each other in two places?"
Huang Jin nodded and said: "She is the daughter of Mr. Liu Tong, the doctor of the Ministry of Finance. However, I heard that Mr. Liu and Xiao Feng had some disputes, so it should be nothing serious."
"The moon in the sky will be released tonight, and I will always take advantage of the midnight to shine on my sorrow."
Jiajing listened silently and looked at Zhan Yu: "Did Xiao Feng tell you the reason?"
Zhan Yu told Xiao Feng's dream about entering fairyland, getting married and having a daughter, and Jiajing suddenly realized it.
"This kid only told me about his dream of entering a fairyland to study heavenly scriptures, but he never told me about getting married and having a daughter. He clearly can't trust me as a senior!"
Huang Jin smiled and said: "Long live is long live after all. If Long live doesn't ask about such private matters, Xiao Feng will naturally not take the initiative to bring it up. People around him don't know either, which shows that he has always kept it deep in his heart."
Jiajing was actually not angry, just a little envious and jealous. Xiao Feng entered the fairyland in a dream and married a fairy. From this, it seems that he will be a successful cultivator in the future and will be among the immortals.
Otherwise, what will happen to other people’s wives and daughters? Even if Xiao Feng fails to succeed in cultivating Taoism in the future, he still has a wife who can seek refuge and settle down! The Jade Emperor had to accept this reasonable request.
So think about it, what should you do? Although he is a noble person, in the higher level of the immortal world, his eyesight is indeed dark, and there is no one above him!
Xiao Feng's master is Cang Jie, who really taught him his skills. I have been worshiping Laojun for all these years, but I have never seen him move at all.
The only hope is that Xiao Feng said that he met him in the fairy world, and he is indeed Laojun's first disciple Fei Xuan. Therefore, what Xiao Feng said must be true, otherwise he would have no hope.
After thinking through this section, Jiajing was suddenly left with only envy and expectation, and no trace of jealousy or hatred. As soon as my mind calmed down, I began to think about the poem itself.
Although it is not as stunning as the previous "Good Song", it is better in terms of true feelings, coupled with this love story between immortals and mortals, it is very touching. Even Jiajing, a man who has been practicing Taoism for many years, feels a little for Xiao Feng. Sad.
Jiajing sighed and was about to board the chariot when he suddenly felt something was wrong in the atmosphere. He turned back and looked at his concubines.
They knew that Jiajing would not spend the night in the palace, so they were mentally prepared to stay alone in the empty room. But when Jiajing was sent out, it was still inevitable to feel disappointed.
However, after being aroused by Xiao Feng's poems and love stories, this disappointment turned into sadness. Everyone looked at Jiajing pitifully with red eyes.
Jiajing felt sour, the atmosphere had reached this point. He was not a stone-hearted man, nor was he a god who had truly escaped from the world of mortals. Which of these concubines had not been his Jieyuhua and Wangyoucao?
At this moment, I looked at him with tears in my eyes. He was so beautiful, and I felt pity for him.
Jiajing patted the chariot, turned around and said to Huang Jin: "Looking at Xiao Feng, we can see that the immortal world is not a place without desires and ruthlessness. Xiao Feng advocates joining the world to practice. I understand today that I cannot give up all the fireworks of the world."
Huang Jin's hair was better than that of a monkey. He knew what Jiajing's words meant and asked in a low voice for fear of being overheard by the concubines.
"Banzai is going to rest in the palace. Please tell me which noble person will sleep with me?"
There is a reason for the low voice. This is not something to please. No matter who Long Live announces to sleep with him today, the remaining concubines will spread their grievances on Huang Jin's head.
Although Huang Jin is not afraid, he is not willing to offend people out of thin air. So it's best to enter the village quietly and avoid shooting.
Jiajing smiled and said calmly: "Tell them that I will stay in the palace until the fifteenth day and hold a few more family banquets.
Well, you line up a row. Those who have the title of concubine will sleep with them according to their rank. Those who are not the concubine can just come with their own concubines. "
Huang Jin was startled, Banzai was going to fight for his life. For fifteen days, not only was there someone to sleep with me every night, but we also had to fly together from time to time. Even the donkeys in the countryside were not that tired.
But this was definitely good news that could be announced loudly, and Huang Jin immediately raised his voice.
"Long live the decree. I will stay in the palace until the 15th to enjoy the full moon. During this period, there will be a family banquet. The concubines and concubines of each palace will wait for the decree to be announced every day."
Before Huang Jin finished speaking, all the concubines had already cheered as reservedly as possible. A few young people couldn't help but whisper and pinch each other.
This is all the credit of Xiao Feng. If it weren't for his poem, how could Long Live change his mind and stay?
The concubines were all thinking, wondering what kind of person this Xiao Feng was, and how he was so appreciated by Long Live.
King Jing glanced at King Yu: "This Mr. Xiao...'s literary talent is acceptable, but his writing seems to be lax."
King Yu snorted: "Reciting poems after drinking is not for others to listen to. The emphasis is on true feelings and expressing one's heart directly. Do you have time to think about rhymes? Sir, he is free and easy, and does not use words to harm his intentions. This is the style of a Taoist master. "
Xiao Feng is now King Jing's master in etiquette, and King Jing doesn't dare to speak disrespectfully, especially he doesn't dare to be caught in such a pigtail in front of King Yu.
However, King Yu's willingness to blow whistle still made King Jing very unhappy: "Yesterday when I was writing poems in the Wenhua Palace, I made a mistake in Pingqi. Why didn't you say this when the bachelor was reprimanding me?"
King Yu shook his head: "Mr. Xiao's writings are true feelings, that's why it's called not using words to harm the meaning. What you wrote is a meaningless moan. It has no meaning in the first place. If you don't strictly follow the style, can you still get it?"
King Yu suddenly thought of a very appropriate metaphor and hurriedly said it.
"Mr. Xiao's poems are like roast chicken. The point is that it tastes good. Just take a lotus leaf and pack it. Your poem itself is just a piece of stinky meat. If you don't put it in a better box, you won't even be able to cover up the smell." !”
King Jing was furious. Seeing that Jiajing had returned to the main hall surrounded by the concubines, he rushed forward and aimed a cannon into the sky at King Yu's face.
King Yu was beaten black and blue, and he immediately became furious. He hit King Jing's nose with a headbutt, causing his nose to bleed.
The two of them got into a struggle outside the palace gate. The palace guards looked at each other, and no one dared to help, for fear of being misunderstood by the other party's guards as an argument, which would be terrible.
Because of this concern, the fights between the two young princes basically ended with beatings until they lost strength.
The guards guarding the palace gate were even more surprised. Seeing that the emperor and the concubine did not turn around, they closed the palace door directly and lowered the big bolt, so as to avoid causing trouble.
Seeing the two of them fighting passionately and fighting to the death, Zhan Yu suddenly had an idea.
"Mr. Xiao is here!"
The two princes bounced off like springs and each took a few steps back.
The masters of Wenhua Hall are responsible for teaching culture, and they can only teach a few words during lectures.
The exclusive teacher in the etiquette system is different. He really has the status of master and apprentice. As long as he has not ascended the throne and become the emperor, even if he is a prince, the teacher can still control him.
The prince cannot beat or scold you, but you cannot refuse if he asks you to stand and behave.
As for whether you should stand in the shade of a tree or under the sun, the etiquette does not say, so the teacher has the discretion to decide.
It’s not like no prince has ever resisted. For example, if he just doesn’t listen, what’s wrong with you?
What can the teacher do? Ask your parents.
"Long live, I can't teach such-and-such prince anymore. He is incompetent. I beg you to punish him and choose another wise man."
I don’t want to teach you anymore. Your son is too naughty. Please hire someone wiser.
In this regard, the emperor's father is no different from ordinary parents. The first reaction is to beat his son first.
Therefore, when they heard that Xiao Feng was coming, the two princes who were fighting inextricably fell into the trap immediately.
With this separation, there was no reason for the two of them to fight again. The guards on both sides hugged their master, stuffed him into the sedan and carried him away.
Prince Yu showed his black-eyed face from the sedan: "Zhan Yu, you are so bold, you dare to lie to me. You dare to lie to me about Mr. Xiao, are you not afraid that I will punish you?"
Zhan Yu whispered: "Mr. Xiao said, let me keep an eye on you and report to him if there is anything wrong. My lord, what you just said was inappropriate..."
King Yu was stunned and retracted his face.
"I am joking with you, please don't tell Mr. Xiao."
