Hearing this, Song Huan was puzzled.
"Master Lin, the selection and assessment of Wenyuan Pavilion can only be made by the three most respected bachelors of Wenyuan Pavilion."
"And the current Holy One will be the final check."
"You come to me because you hope that I can..."
Song Huan was a little puzzled. This matter had nothing to do with him from beginning to end, and he couldn't help at all!
I wonder what kind of calculation this guy had in mind when he went to such trouble to find me?
Lin Zhihuan hesitated and muttered for a long time, and Song Huan finally managed to hear what he said.
"that……"
"Your Highness, I have a request. I don't know if it's too much..."
"Weichen, Weichen wants to..."
"I want to cram in the first five days of the assessment and read your masterpiece..."
"I wonder if your highness can grant this small request?"
After saying that, Lin Zhihuan's face was flushed, and he no longer even dared to look up at Song Huan in front of him.
That cautious look looked pitiful and funny at the same time.
It's just that he didn't explain it. Once he explained it, Song Huan was even more confused.
"Wait a moment!"
"Master Lin, you must explain it to me first!"
"Where did I get this 'masterpiece' from?"
"Besides, what help does my king's 'masterpiece' bring to your assessment?"
Lin Zhihuan was a little surprised: "Your Highness, don't you still remember?"
"Back then, you composed a masterpiece at Empress Shangguan's poetry meeting."
"Since that time, this masterpiece has been widely circulated in Wenyuan Pavilion and has been regarded as top grade by many great scholars!"
"Especially today's top bachelor, Grand Bachelor Wang Shilu, he often sighs."
"Your poems are not pretentious at all, they are extremely domineering and heroic!"
"If I can read a few more articles in my lifetime, I'm afraid this life will not be in vain!"
"It's a pity that your works are so few that we don't have the honor to read them."
"But, think about it!"
"Your works are unique treasures in the world. How can someone like Wei Chen read them so easily?"
Thinking of this, Lin Zhihuan smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly, as if he thought his behavior was very ridiculous.
Hearing this, Song Huan was completely surprised.
Never in my dreams did I expect that the poem I once wrote to get the sword would be so highly regarded in Wenyuan Pavilion!
Even Wang Shilu, who was once so angry with him that he vomited blood, was full of praise for his work!
This shows that they attach great importance to a person's literary talent.
Seeing that Song Huan was deep in thought and did not open his mouth to speak, Lin Zhihuan concluded that Song Huan had declined him.
"Your Highness, it's a humble minister who is talking about a dream, and it's beyond the bounds of the rules!"
"Wei Chen is self-aware and knows that he is not as good as other adults in terms of talent and learning, and he is not as good as the young people who are about to be selected in terms of background."
"It can be said that he is absolutely useless and has no merit!"
"If we are really eliminated this time, it will be due to fate!"
"Weichen...resign!"
After saying that, Lin Zhihuan bowed deeply to Song Huan and planned to say goodbye and leave.
"etc!"
Song Huan opened his mouth and asked Lin Zhihuan curiously: "You just said that in terms of background, you are not as good as the young people who are about to be selected."
"What do you mean?"
Lin Zhihuan sighed and explained: "Your Highness does not know that during the selection of Wenyuan Pavilion every year, three candidates will come to participate in the assessment."
"If any of these three candidates performs well, they will replace the bachelor's seat at the bottom."
"Among the newcomers who came to run for office this year, there is a young man who is Zhao Xuanling, the grandson of Bachelor Wang Shilu."
"This Mr. Zhao is not only outstandingly talented, he is also the grandson of Wang Shilu, a highly respected bachelor!"
"You said, isn't this equivalent to having half of his foot in the door of Wenyuan Pavilion?"
"What can I compare with others?"
"In Weichen's opinion, Weichen should go home early to make preparations and make plans to retire and return to his hometown in advance!"
Speaking of this, Lin Zhihuan couldn't help shaking his head and smiling bitterly.
Song Huan frowned slightly when he heard this.
Wang Shilu’s grandson?
That won't work!
At that time, Shangguan Yi single-handedly promoted three bachelors. Apart from the deceased Chen Zilin and Huang Deng, Wang Shilu was the only one left.
Over the years, his remarks have always been biased towards Shangguan Yi, consciously or unconsciously.
The series of public opinions he created in the court before were also beneficial to Shangguan Yi and the deposed prince Song Yu.
Several times before, this same Wang Shilu had charged into battle on Shangguan Yi's behalf and opposed Song Huan everywhere.
However, at the beginning, Emperor Liang did not find any evidence of financial transactions between Shangguan Yi and Wang Shilu, so he did not deal with Wang Shilu.
Once Chen Zilin and Huang Deng died, Wang Shilu had the final say in the entire Wenyuan Pavilion.
He is a man who must retaliate and will definitely try his best to target Song Huan.
In the future, when his grandson also comes to Wenyuan Pavilion, and the grandson and grandson join forces to deal with him, will it be okay?
Thinking of this, Song Huan immediately waved his sleeves and said solemnly: "How important is Wenyuan Pavilion?"
"Why is the Grand Bachelor so important?"
"How can we let these connected people mess up the rules!"
"As a public official, I should be a mirror on the pilgrimage and the strong backbone of the country!"
"What if it were all replaced by Wang Shilu's connections?"
"Isn't that a complete mess?"
"As the prince of Daliang, I will never allow such a situation to occur!"
Seeing Song Huan's righteous and stern expression, Lin Zhihuan couldn't help but be stunned.
"Your Highness, you...you mean..."
Song Huan waved his hand: "Master Lin is conscientious and low-key, but he is an indispensable talent in our Daliang court!"
"Significant officials like Mr. Lin are the courtiers we need most in Daliang's officialdom."
"How could I, the king, just watch you being squeezed out by those with connections?"
Song Huan's words were already so obvious, but Lin Zhihuan was still a little unsure.
"Your Highness, you..."
"Have you decided to help Wei Chen?"
"Are you willing to let Wei Chen read your masterpiece?"
Song Huan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This guy was too honest and dull.
This was no longer even a hint, but a clear statement, but this guy still didn't seem to react!
"Master Lin, there is no need to belittle yourself!"
"It's what you think it is. I've done this for you."
"And I don't have any other requirements for you. The only requirement is that you must pass this assessment smoothly!"
"Continue to stay in Wenyuan Pavilion and become the great bachelor of this Daliang!"
Seeing Song Huan so calm, Lin Zhihuan felt a little less confident.
"but……"
"If the humble minister is still replaced by Mr. Zhao Xuanling, Mr. Zhao..."
"Wouldn't that be a failure of your highness's hard work?"
"Weichen... I really don't have the courage and confidence!"
