"good!"
"good!"
"good!"
After listening to Song Huan's passionate speech, Emperor Liang was so excited that he couldn't help but raise his hands and praise him.
"It's such a beautiful one that stretches thousands of miles, and all the nations come to visit!"
"As expected of my fourth child!"
"Only with such character and sincerity can we be worthy of Prince Rong as the leader!"
Emperor Liang was particularly happy, and couldn't hide the pride in his eyes.
The expression on his face seemed to say, my son should obey the rules and know the general rules!
It won’t embarrass me at all!
On the contrary, you ministers only know how to oppose me and don’t understand any rules!
As soon as Emperor Liang said this, another wave of ministers couldn't help but echoed his words.
“Prince Rong’s sincere heart is truly a model among princes!”
"This is our hope, the pillar of our country!"
Song Huan lowered his head slightly with a slight smile, his face full of a determined smile.
This move is called retreating to advance!
A group of courtiers had already refuted Emperor Liang's reputation, but as an emperor, Emperor Liang couldn't get angry because of something that didn't go his way.
The pressure naturally came to Song Huan's head.
At this juncture, if Song Huan did not stand up and express his attitude, he would be ignorant and ignorant.
Song Huan understood that since Emperor Liang could say this in public, it was only a matter of time for him to obtain the position of crown prince.
Sooner or later!
If we are eager to show off our short-term rhetoric now, we will be wasting a small gain and all our previous efforts will be wasted.
Besides, as the saying goes, it’s always cold at high places.
Entering the East Palace at this juncture will have no benefit except making Song Liang anxious!
It’s better to keep your feet on the ground and take it step by step.
After solving all the problems, wouldn’t there be no worries anymore?
However, although Song Huan did not look back, he could feel the cold wind behind him and broke into a cold sweat!
No need to guess, it must be Song Liang's eyes full of hatred.
Just stare, Song Huan doesn't care about him at all.
The angrier he gets, the happier Song Huan feels!
"By the way," Emperor Liang suddenly turned to Wang Shilu, "I remember, tomorrow is the day of the Wenyuan Pavilion assessment, right?"
Wang Shilu took a step forward and bowed respectfully to Emperor Liang.
"Your Highness, that's right!"
"This year, a total of thirteen adults from the entire Daliang participated in the assessment."
"These thirteen adults are all the leaders of Daliang Prefecture."
"Tomorrow, these thirteen adults will take part in the assessment together with the five bachelors from Wenyuan Pavilion."
"The top seven can continue to stay in Wenyuan Pavilion and hold the position of bachelor."
Hearing that Wang Shilu had arranged everything, Emperor Liang nodded with satisfaction.
"The position of Grand Bachelor is particularly important. You must take it seriously and never neglect it!"
Emperor Liang explained a few more words before announcing his resignation.
"Tsk, fourth brother is really far-sighted and broad-minded!"
"The fourth brother is unmoved by the title of Crown Prince, and even looks down upon it!"
"You really have a pure heart!"
"Third brother is here, so I have to say 'congratulations' to my fourth brother first!"
As soon as he came to the morning court, Song Liang couldn't wait to come to Song Huan's presence.
That sour posture makes his big teeth sore!
Song Huan grinned: "Thank you, Third Brother. Don't worry, Third Brother. When the day comes when Fourth Brother, I take over the East Palace, I will definitely hold a big banquet and invite Third Brother to come and get drunk!"
"When the time comes to move back to the palace, you will have to meet your third brother often."
"It seems that our two brothers really have an unfinished fate!"
Speaking of this, Song Huan thought thoughtfully: "Isn't it possible that by the time I, the fourth brother, take over the East Palace, the third brother will not be able to marry a wife and start a mansion?"
"At this age, it's just that I don't have a title. I don't even have a daughter-in-law!"
"Wouldn't it be a bit too pitiful..."
"you!"
Song Liang's face turned a little pale, and Song Huan's words almost made him spit out blood!
"Ha, fourth brother, you should keep a low profile."
"You are so sure to win, aren't you afraid of being slapped in the face?"
Song Huan smiled coldly: "There are times in your life that you must have, but there are no times in your life. Don't force yourself."
"No matter how desperate you are to get some things, no matter how busy you are, in the end you may just fetch water from a bamboo basket and it will be all in vain!"
"Third brother, you should have a deep understanding of this!"
Song Liang failed to get any benefit from Song Huan. At this moment, his face turned pale and red, as if he was about to faint from Song Huan's anger.
"……snort!"
"I want to see how long you can stay crazy!"
With that said, Song Liang flicked his sleeves and walked away angrily.
Looking at Song Liang's angrily leaving figure, Song Huan felt unspeakably funny.
Tell me, why are you provoking me when you have nothing to do?
Have you made yourself angry again?
I really answered those two words——
Deserve it!
Song Huan just turned around to leave, and when he turned his head, he ran into a scary gray face.
"Fuck!"
Song Huan exclaimed and jumped back two feet in fright.
It wasn't that Song Huan was too timid, but that the man opposite him had a gray complexion, unfocused eyes, huge dark circles under his eyes, and bloodless lips. He really embodied the word "Walking Dead" to the fullest!
Realizing that he had scared Song Huan, the man quickly opened his mouth to explain: "Your Highness, calm down!"
"Your Highness, why don't you recognize Wei Chen?"
"Wei Chen is Lin Zhihuan!"
"Lin Zhihuan?"
Song Huan's eyes were full of suspicion, and he looked up and down at the pale man in front of him.
After watching for a while, Song Huan finally realized that this person was indeed Lin Zhihuan.
Song Huan was startled: "Mr. Lin, what have you experienced these days?"
"How did it become like this..."
"Vicissitudes of life?"
It is no exaggeration to say that Lin Zhihuan's unfocused eyes are like a pickled fish that has been dead for three days.
It looked like he was thrown into Yihong Courtyard and fought for three days and three nights without stopping for a moment!
Lin Zhihuan scratched his head in embarrassment: "To be honest, I have been forgetting to eat and sleep these past few days. After the court, I locked myself in the study and have been studying your masterpieces!"
"I am a dull man, but after studying day and night during this period, I have been able to roughly imitate the form of His Highness's work."
"It stands to reason that with Wei Chen's current qualifications, he has only learned a little bit, but there is no suspense about taking the Wenyuan Pavilion exam."
"only……"
As soon as the words changed, Lin Zhihuan sighed for no reason.
"It's just that Weichen just heard today that a general judge came all the way from Guizhou. He is very knowledgeable and talented."
"The poetry collection he just released has already gone viral among the literati circles in the capital!"
"Even the prestigious bachelors of Wenyuan Pavilion are full of praise for him!"
"It seems that Wei Chen is destined to lose to this judge who came from afar..."
