After Zhao Shan came to his senses, he swallowed. He did not expect to see such a hot scene. Especially when he caught a glimpse of the secret under Cao Mengchan's bellyband, and the fair skin emerged with slight trembling, it made people even more fascinated.
Cao Mengchan noticed Zhao Shan's eyes and suddenly realized that she had not finished wearing her clothes.
Her delicate face turned red, like the red clouds in the sky, and her earlobes were so red, she was so shy.
Cao Mengchan quickly held her long skirt in front of her to block the spring light on her chest, and shouted: "Mouse, there is a mouse in the library."
Zhao Shan glanced around and noticed a big mouse in the corner.
Zhao Shan couldn't help but chuckle.
What's there to be afraid of about big rats?
Zhao Shan took a step forward and stamped his feet. The mouse screamed in fright and ran away. After Zhao Shan drove away the mice, he quickly said: "Miss Cao, I'll wait for you outside."
He turned and left the room.
Cao Mengchan breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the corner of the library to make sure the mouse had escaped before feeling completely relieved. She thought to herself that she would have to ask the family to tidy up the library to prevent mice from wandering around.
Cao Mengchan put on a snow-white dress, dried her hair before walking out of the room. She looked at Zhao Shan and said calmly, "Mr. Zhao."
Zhao Shan looked at Cao Mengchan and his eyes lit up.
Cao Mengchan is dressed in a snow-white dress. She is intellectually elegant, dignified and majestic. She is three-quarters charming but also seven-cent dignified. She leaves a very good impression on people.
This is a real lady.
There is a scent of books in the bones, which is not only elegant, but also has a distinguished temperament.
Zhao Shan nodded slightly and said: "Miss Cao's yard is unique and elegant, full of fragrance, very nice."
Cao Mengchan felt a little happy when she received the praise, and said softly: "Master Zhao, thank you for the compliment. If it hadn't been for Master Zhao's help today, I would have been washed away by the river. Mengchan can't repay Master Zhao's great kindness."
Zhao Shan shook his head and said: "As I said before, this is a trivial effort and not worth mentioning."
"Girl, there's a commotion outside."
The voice of the maid Lu Liu came, and she quickly ran to Cao Mengchan's side and reported: "Girl, the scholars in Longmen Mountain are shouting for you and Mr. Zhao to go out, and you cannot monopolize Mr. Zhao."
Cao Mengchan felt resentful.
These scholars studying in Longmen Mountain were really ignorant. She still wanted to be alone with Mr. Zhao for a while.
There was no trace of emotion on Cao Mengchan's face, and she said softly: "I originally wanted to introduce my grandfather to Mr. Zhao. But the crowd was excited. I'm afraid Mr. Zhao wants to appease the scholars in Longmen Mountain first."
Zhao Shan said: "In that case, let's meet the wise men of Longmen Mountain first."
The Daqian court was trying to bring order out of chaos, and was very short of talents. The court needed more talents. When Zhao Shan came to Longmen Mountain, he could use Zhao Hao's identity to attract scholars and persuade them to defect to the imperial court.
But in order to guide these people, we must first conquer these people and convince them.
To conquer them all, it involves poetry.
After all, he had just come out of the river earlier, and as soon as he told Zhao Hao's identity, someone asked him about poetry.
Zhao Shan has countless Tang poems and Song lyrics in his mind, and it is easy to convince these people. As long as these people are convinced, they can be guided according to Zhao Shan's ideas.
Three hundred years after the founding of Daqian, there were also imperial examinations. It's just that the previous emperor was so stupid that he abolished the imperial examination and no longer selected scholars through the imperial examination, which led to the decline of talents in the court.
If Zhao Shan wants to revitalize the Great Qian, he must not only conquer the four directions, but also promote talents to control the local area.
Cao Tong preached and taught in Longmen Mountain, and countless scholars gathered there.
This is the talent base.
Cao Mengchan and Zhao Shan walked out hand in hand, and soon arrived outside Cao's house. The moment Zhao Shan appeared, countless scholars gathered around him, and they all kept talking and wanted to ask Zhao Shan for advice.
"I'll go first."
Suddenly there was a loud roar from the crowd.
The voice suppressed everyone, and a middle-aged man with small eyes, thick eyebrows, and thick lips came out and said with cupped hands: "I am Han Xuanming, a scholar from Luoyang, who has met Mr. Zhao."
Zhao Shan looked gentle and said with a smile: "Brother Han, what advice do you have?"
Han Xuanming said quickly: "I talked to Mr. Zhao before. I have a chrysanthemum poem and I want to ask Mr. Zhao to teach me."
Zhao Shan nodded and said, "Please tell me."
Han Xuanming's body was trembling slightly, and he quickly said: "The chrysanthemum poem I am writing is called "Yong Chrysanthemum". Climb high and chant it for nine days, and the chrysanthemums will bloom again next year. Don't worry about being ignorant, flowers and butterflies will come naturally. Please taste it, Mr. Zhao." "
If Zhao Shan wants to win over people, he can't attack Han Xuanming with his vicious tongue everywhere.
He wants to appease people.
Zhao Shan thought for a while and said: "Brother Han's chrysanthemum poems are very well written. Especially the last poem "Mo Chou has no self, the flowers are fragrant and the butterflies are coming", which describes the nobleness and pride of chrysanthemums and their extraordinary aspirations. It is said that the ambition is expressed through things, Brother Han Your ambition is revealed with the help of chrysanthemum poems, and I believe you will be able to fulfill your ambition."
Han Xuanming received Zhao Shan's affirmation and said gratefully: "Master Zhao, can a person like me also pursue his ambitions?"
"certainly!"
Zhao Shan answered without hesitation and said: "His Majesty is working hard today to promote talents and reform the government. Brother Han is talented and will definitely be favored by His Majesty. Especially now, His Majesty is considering selecting scholars. When the time comes, The imperial court has issued a notice, and Brother Han will definitely stand out."
Han Xuanming's eyes were bright and he asked quickly: "Does Young Master Zhao also know His Majesty?"
Zhao Shan smiled and said, "We know him."
Wow! !
Many scholars around him looked at Zhao Shan with hot eyes. From Zhao Hao's words, it can be judged that Zhao Hao and the Emperor Zhao Shan knew each other, so everyone felt that showing their face in front of 'Zhao Hao' would give them a chance in the future.
Han Xuanming bowed to Zhao Shan excitedly and said solemnly: "Master Zhao, please rest assured, I will definitely go to the imperial court to select talents."
Cao Mengchan felt happy watching Zhao Shan move freely. She liked Zhao Shan's talent even more, and took the initiative to ask: "Senior Brother Han wrote a song "Yong Chrysanthemum". Mr. Zhao has great literary talent. Do you have any inspiration?"
Zhao Shan thought for a while and then said: "When I heard about Brother Han's chrysanthemums, I did gain something from it occasionally and wrote a poem "Inscribed on Chrysanthemums"."
"The rustling west wind fills the courtyard with plants, and the flowers are cold and fragrant, and butterflies are hard to come by."
"If I become the Qing Emperor in his future years, I will be rewarded with peach blossoms."
boom! !
The surrounding discussions exploded instantly. Countless scholars were shocked and looked at Zhao Shan with incredible eyes.
What a poem!
What a big spirit!
Cao Mengchan looked at the calm and confident Zhao Shan with an expression as if she was infatuated. If I were the Qing Emperor in his time, I would be rewarded with peach blossoms blooming together. Only this kind of poem can be manly.
When the surrounding people were shocked, many scholars discussed Zhao Shan's "Inscription on Chrysanthemums" and shouted "Master Zhao Hao". At this time, at the gate of Cao's house, an old man with gray hair, good energy, and a wrinkled face walked out with a smile.
The old man is clearly Cao Tong.
When he walked out of the gate, he heard the scholars calling Zhao Hao's name and the poem "Inscribed on Chrysanthemums", and his eyes were filled with approval.
He looked at the disciple Chen Buqi on the side and said solemnly: "Buqi, on behalf of the emperor, you propose marriage to the Cao family, and I agree. The emperor and Mengchan's marriage has been decided, and the emperor will arrange the process."
Chen Buqi assured: "Teacher, please rest assured that the disciples will definitely make arrangements."
Cao Tong looked in the direction of Zhao Shan and said with some pride: "Did you hear the discussion on the stage outside? Zhao Hao came to Longmen Mountain to give lectures. The academic atmosphere in Longmen Mountain is very relaxed and allows scholars to discuss, which is why there is such a grand occasion. .”
Chen Buqi glanced over and his cheeks twitched. Where was Zhao Hao, he was clearly the emperor. He shook his head and said: "Teacher, you are wrong."
Cao Tong asked: "What do you mean?"
Chen Buqi explained: "The person who wrote the poem is Zhao Hao, who is also the current emperor. The name Zhao Hao was randomly chosen by His Majesty during the fight between the Western City and the Northern Wei Dynasty envoys."
The pupils in Cao Tong's eyes shrank and he was completely shocked. Zhao Hao turned out to be Emperor Zhao Shan.
Zhao Shan actually has great talent?
