His Majesty Li Er was dressed in regular clothes, with his hands behind his back, walking in front of a chariot. The guards spread out in front and behind, keeping alert at all times.
A stream pours from the top of the mountain. The water flows in twists and turns, passing by the side of Fangjia Farm, then turns north, and flows into the Wei River along the mountain.
Where the stream passes through Fangjia Farm, there is a small stone bridge. There are peach trees on both sides of the stone bridge. At this time, the spring is bright, the peach blossoms and green leaves have not yet bloomed, but a bud on the tree has opened a crack with the warm spring breeze, revealing The petals are pink and white inside.
Streams, stone bridges, peach blossoms...
Spring and bright scenery.
His Majesty Li Er stepped onto the stone bridge and looked back. He followed the stream downstream and saw hurried figures in the spacious fields. Occasionally, there were cattle making "moo" sounds, wagging their tails and pulling them easily. The plow stick is walking in the field, and there is a farmer behind him holding the plow stick. Wherever he passes, the straight ridges of the fields slowly extend...
Further away, there are villages clustered on the hillside. It is almost noon, and the village is quiet with the occasional crowing of chickens and barking of dogs. You can imagine the tranquility and comfort with the smoke from the kitchen in the morning and evening.
It not only has the tranquility of the quiet and beautiful scenery, but also has the fireworks of chickens and dogs. It seems to be slightly better than my gorgeous and magnificent garden...
His Majesty Li Er frowned slightly, feeling a little unhappy. He was about to ask Wang De if this place was still within the scope of Fangjia Farm and whether it could be included in Xingyuan, when he heard a line of peach trees on the west bank under the bridge. Come to the faint human voice.
"It was here that day that the prince-in-law composed the poem 'The waves are filled with thousands of miles of snow, and the peach blossoms are silent as a team of spring. A pot of wine, a pole of fiber, how many people are as happy as I am?'"
The voice is sweet and sweet, and sounds like an oriole.
His Majesty Li Er recognized that it was Princess Fangling's voice, and then he remembered the first time the prince came to visit Fang Jun. Fang Jun composed the song "The Fisherman" to persuade him. What is particularly rare is that while writing this poem, he also wrote a poem with a very similar artistic conception: "One spring breeze, one leaf boat, one cocoon thread, one light hook. The flowers are all over the country, the wine is full, and the waves are full of waves. free"……
Of course, His Majesty Li Er appreciates Fang Jun's talent, but for an emperor, such a free and unrestrained artistic conception is something that can be encountered but cannot be sought. Even if he yearns for it, he abandons it. If all the talented people in the world carry fishing rods and fish all day long, who will govern the empire?
On the other hand, another sentence said by Fang Jun that day made His Majesty Li Er feel the same and highly praised it.
If you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight!
Who doesn’t covet the throne of the Nine-Five Supreme?
But who knows that behind this supreme power, there is a huge pressure that is as overwhelming as Mount Tai!
We must always be on guard against the rebellion of our ministers, the rebellion of the people, and even our own sons... We must be wary of the subversive intentions of our neighboring countries, and we must not lose the city and territory in our own hands; we must work hard to govern, expand the empire, and expand the territory; we must govern the Qingming Dynasty, Care for the people to live and work in peace and contentment...
Can the emperor who has the supreme power in the world do whatever he wants?
Absolutely not!
Not only is it not, but it has to endure all kinds of shackles and constraints, suppressing the desires hidden in the heart, unless you want to be a subjugated king like Xia Jie and Shang Zhou...
Is it so easy to sit in this position, use the country as a platform, use the people as a chess piece, guide the country and hold the sun and the moon in your hand?
Fang Jun's voice came from behind Taolin: "His Highness is just laughing at it, but it was just a despicable thing that Ying Jingshun said that day. I'm afraid it may have tainted His Highness's ears and eyes."
"Oh, my noble Fang Erlang, when did you become so self-effacing? If your poems can be called despicable, then do you need to save the lives of all the scholars in the world?" Princess Fangling's laughter was as clear as a silver bell. , obviously in a good mood.
"Many people in the world are arty and follow what others say, but a few poems are spread a lot, as if they are true and can shock the past and the present. Even if it is unprecedented and unprecedented, what can it do? Poetry is a small way, and neither can It makes the empire strong and powerful, and its army is invincible, but it also does not allow the people to have enough food and clothing to live a safe life. It is just for entertainment after tea and meals, and is not worth mentioning."
Listening to Fang Jun's humble words, His Majesty Li Er nodded secretly.
Although this kid is arrogant and willful, his knowledge has always been superior to others and he can always make thought-provoking arguments.
Then I heard Prince Li Chengqian ask: "Why is Erlang so contemptuous of the way of poetry? If it is really as bad as you said, why does the imperial court still judge victory or defeat based on poetry in the imperial examinations, and those who are excellent in poetry will be ranked first in high school and professors?" With an official position?”
"Your Highness clearly knows that the imperial examination is a grand ceremony for the country to select talents and select scholars from all over the world to be used by the empire. However, all the scholars in the world are children of aristocratic families. How many people can come from poor families? If all the candidates in the imperial examination are children of aristocratic families, then It deviates from its essence and is useless. The reason why we should use poems, lyrics, and rhymes as the criterion for selecting materials, rather than the profound meaning of the Classics and History Collection, is because compared to the Classics and History Collection, which requires years of continuous study and profound knowledge passed down from family backgrounds, Poems, lyrics, and songs focus more on the talent of scholars. Relatively speaking, it is more fair. After all, how many children from poor families in the world can read a lot of books and get guidance from famous teachers?"
As the main planner of the imperial examination system, Fang Jun clearly stated the purpose of the imperial examination at this stage. It was really helpless to use poetry and songs as the main basis for selecting materials. Otherwise, if the exam questions were from the classics and history collection, all the poor scholars in the world would be wiped out. How could they compare to the children of aristocratic families who have a long history of learning and have been immersed in it since childhood?
There was a moment of silence behind the peach forest, most of them thinking about the meaning of Fang Jun's words.
His Majesty Li Er sighed slightly.
The prince is a very filial person, kind-hearted, tolerant and forgiving. As a steadfast king, he is really the best. It's just that the Tang Dynasty is booming at the moment, and both the economy and the military are on a path of rapid development. The social situation is changing rapidly. The ability to defend the city is far from enough. It requires forge ahead and great talents to control this huge empire. Move forward towards unprecedented power and dominance, unify the world, and sweep across the world!
At this point, the prince is not as good as Wei Wang Li Tai...
But who said this was his eldest son?
He had gained the throne in a wrong way. If he hadn't been talented and strategist and not supported by a group of dedicated ministers and generals, he would have plunged the empire into civil strife, which would have been an opportunity for foreign enemies to take advantage of him. If his throne is not passed on to his eldest son, he is afraid that after a hundred years, the empire will be at war and fall into internal strife, and he will miss out on the great opportunity of dominating the world and creating an eternal great cause.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but think of the young slave who had become very close to Changsun Wuji recently...
After standing on the stone bridge for a while, His Majesty Li Er walked toward the peach forest with his hands behind his hands. The imperial guards stepped forward to inform the prince, Fang Jun and others, but were stopped by His Majesty Li Er with a slight wave of his hand. The imperial guards bowed slightly and dispersed to the surrounding areas.
Walking down the small and exquisite bluestone bridge, bypassing the rows of budding peach trees, you will see a short stone table placed under the peach trees by the stream. On the table are wine and delicacies, surrounded by thick paving. On the Western Region Carpet, several people were sitting on the floor, drinking and chatting.
The sudden appearance of His Majesty Li Er made the atmosphere here freeze for a moment. Several people were stunned for a moment, then stood up in a hurry and saluted respectfully: "My son (Wei Chen) has met Father (Your Majesty)!"
His Majesty Li Er strolled forward with a warm smile on his face and nodded gently: "Excuse me! The stream is clear, the peach trees are blooming, the blue sky and white clouds, the spring scenery is bright... you really know how to enjoy it. What, the room? Jun, you don’t need to go to Jingzhao Mansion for work?”
Fang Jun hurriedly said: "Your Majesty is aware that my wife and concubine are about to give birth to a child recently. I have already asked for leave from the ministers in the political affairs hall, so I can stay with my wife and concubine at home. It happened that several highnesses came to visit Princess Gaoyang today, so I naturally wanted to Host a banquet and entertain, showing a little bit of the friendship of the landlord."
His Majesty Li Er snorted: "Gao Yang is currently in the palace in the city. You have to come to Lishan to host a banquet, but you don't mind it troublesome?"
The atmosphere was slightly awkward.
Prince Li Chengqian and Princess Fangling felt a little guilty when they saw His Majesty Li Er's sullen face. What was going on with the emperor? It felt like he was here to cause trouble...
Even if you are the emperor, you can't control where your ministers have banquets, right?
Princess Changle turned her beautiful eyes slightly and glanced at Fang Jun, who was sweating slightly on his forehead, with a slight smile on her lips.
It seemed that whenever she saw the usually arrogant and domineering Fang Jun looking slightly embarrassed and panicked, she would be particularly happy...
