"Emperor's nephew, what do you think?"
Prince Teng looked at Lin Yi. This matter still depends on Lin Yi's intention.
Lin Yidao: "Li Zhaoting's role is not high, there is no need..."
Prince Teng was amused in his heart, but on the surface he frowned and said, "You can't play it with a crooked person, right? It doesn't make sense."
"I'm going to perform on stage tonight, so it's too late to find anyone else!"
Prince Teng was still looking forward to the scene when the prince went up to sing.
This is called having fun with the people.
Zhu Zhiyun understood and said in surprise: "Your Highness, you... the story you wrote?"
'I moved...'
Lin Yi nodded and said: "Yes!"
"His Royal Highness, you are the most talented person of all time!"
Zhu Zhiyun said with a look of admiration on his face: "If this opera can be performed on the stage at the party, it will be widely spread among the people and become popular among the people!"
"..."
Lin Yi didn't want to listen to such flattery, and said with a headache: "How come the young leader of the troupe is such a coincidence?"
Prince Teng said: "This is fate!"
Lin Yi couldn't help but asked curiously: "Uncle Huang, does Miss Ningxiang know that I wrote it?"
Prince Teng shook his head and said, "I don't know!"
'Okay, I'm overthinking it...' Lin Yi weighed it up and said to Zhu Zhiyun: "Tell the troupe leader that I will be on stage tonight to make a guest appearance as Li Zhaoting."
"good!"
Zhu Zhiyun retreated.
Prince Teng looked at Lin Yi with a smile, "Emperor's nephew, since ancient times, no one in our royal Lin family has been as talented as you..."
"Did you know? Before you came to the capital, the entire capital was like a pool of stagnant water. There were no poems and articles by Mingzhou Mingfu, and there were no amazing literary events... The people were lifeless, and all the people were like zombies!"
Prince Teng paused for a moment, took a deep breath, and said: "But since the first weekly newspaper, the people have begun to gain vitality. With the emergence of Mingfu poetry and articles, scholars have also reached a peak to climb."
"The emperor's nephew's appeal to the people has radiated the goodwill deep in the people's hearts, and the second weekly newspaper has allowed the people to find hope and purpose."
"Uncle Huang likes folk people because they are very real..."
"There is a voice among the people now. Does the emperor's nephew know what it is?"
Prince Teng looked at Lin Yi deeply.
He believed that this little guy who once rode on his neck, all this was his plan, and he was the one guiding Dayan's changes.
Just like the ambition he had set.
Lin Yi asked curiously: "What is it?"
Prince Teng looked solemn and said word by word: "Read for the rise of Dayan!"
Boom~
Lin Yi was stunned.
Prince Teng chuckled and said, "Some people say this is the best era, because...the era when you are here, the prince!"
Lin Yi fell silent.
He stood in the Stork Tower, looking at the river view and feeling the river breeze.
Turning to look at the lights of thousands of houses in the capital, Lin Yi also showed a smile on his face and said: "It's good. Maybe I won't be lonely in the future, at least on this road to create peace for all generations..."
Prince Teng nodded and said: "The emperor's nephew has a long way to go, but if there is any use to get the emperor's uncle, just ask!"
"Thank you, uncle!" Lin Yi said gratefully.
King Teng smiled.
at this time.
A dragon guard quickly climbed up to the Stork Tower, cupped his hands towards Prince Teng and Lin Yi and said, "Your Highness, Prince, there is a young man outside who claims to be the King of Han, who wants to come in and observe the poems of Minglou..."
Lin Yi was stunned for a moment.
With a sweep of his consciousness, he discovered that King Han was stopped by several dragon guards outside the Stork Tower attraction.
"You are so brave, even the King of Han dares to stop you..." Lin Yi smiled bitterly.
Long Wei said: "I don't know that the King of Han has returned to the capital."
"Go quickly!"
"yes!"
The dragon guard quickly retreated.
King Teng was surprised and asked, "Why did the King of Han return to the capital?"
He had been helping Lin Yi organize the party these days and didn't pay much attention to this aspect.
"The King of Qin, the King of Song, and the King of Ming have all returned to Beijing!" Lin Yi added with a smile:
"This year, the palace will be very lively." Prince Teng said with a smile.
Lin Yixiao looked at Prince Teng, "It will be even more lively when Uncle Huang, Aunt Huang and Xiao Zhao are together!"
Prince Teng smiled lightly.
…
The guard came to the King of Han and said seriously: "Get out of the way, this is the real King of Han!"
"I have met His Highness the King of Han in this humble position!"
The guard bowed to the King of Han and said: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the Prince are waiting for His Highness the King of Han at the Stork Tower!"
"Both the emperor's brother and the emperor's uncle are here?"
King Han was stunned for a moment and muttered: "No wonder there are so many dragon guards guarding..."
Then the King of Han, led by the guard, came to the Guanque Tower and saw Prince Lin Yi and his uncle King Teng from a distance.
"The emperor's nephew has met the emperor's uncle!"
The King of Han bowed to King Teng, and at the same time looked at Lin Yida: "Brother Emperor!"
"We haven't seen each other for a few years. The King of Han is becoming more and more refined. How is it in Donghuai? Are you still used to it?" King Teng asked with concern.
The King of Han said: "Fortunately, I just miss my father and uncle sometimes..."
King Teng said: "The King of Han is interested!"
"How come the emperor's brother has time to come to Stork Tower?" Lin Yi asked with a smile.
The King of Han replied: "My brother is in Donghuai, and I have long heard that there are some Mingfu poems in the capital, so when I return to the capital this time... I want to have a good look at it and pay a visit to these gentlemen!"
Lin Yi was stunned, "Visiting these gentlemen?"
He looked slightly embarrassed.
King Teng couldn't help laughing and said: "King of Han, I advise you not to visit these 'gentlemen'."
"Why?"
The King of Han looked at his uncle in confusion.
Prince Teng smiled and said: "Because these Mingfu poems and essays are all written by the prince, not 'a few gentlemen'."
"ah?"
The King of Han looked at Lin Yi blankly, "Brother Emperor, are all...all made by you?"
He turned to look at the poem inscribed on the pedestal of Stork Tower. The handwriting was almost the same as the rubbing he bought.
In other words... all the poems he copied and copied in Donghuai were actually written by the emperor's brother.
He was struck by lightning.
It took a long time to recover.
I thought I was the most talented among the princes, but in the end, I was not as good as the prince...
Lin Yidao: "It doesn't matter who wrote it. What matters is whether these poems can benefit readers and inspire them."
"Poems and articles are a way of communication where souls collide, and you can feel the emotions and spirit poured into the words by literati, saints and sages..."
The King of Han trembled slightly, as if he had some realization, and said excitedly: "Thank you, Brother Emperor, for your teaching!"
"???"
Lin Yi was stunned for a moment.
The King of Han said seriously: "While I am in the capital, I will carefully understand the spirit and emotions contained in the poems of the emperor..."
"good."
Lin Yi nodded slightly, and then said: "I still have something to do, so I will leave first. The emperor's brother also returned to the palace earlier."
"kindness!"
King Han nodded.
Lin Yi then left the Stork Tower.
King Teng asked the King of Han to study poetry in the Stork Tower, and he continued to supervise the work.
The party was coming soon, and he was afraid that something big would go wrong, and he would not be able to explain it to his nephew and brother...
