Poetry?
Zhou Lang suddenly heard Lin En mention poetry.
I understood immediately in my heart.
It seems that even this master has heard of the poem he wrote in Qingye Pavilion.
What to do now?
Zhou Lang had secretly thought of a plan before leaving the Prince's Mansion.
Since in his previous life he was the famous foolish prince of the county prince's palace.
Then all he needs to do is continue to act stupid when he goes out.
You can pretend to be indifferent to anyone you meet.
Talk less and watch more, and you can avoid too many worries.
But now, Zhou Lang felt that something was wrong.
Don't know how to answer this question.
"Zhou Lang, my teacher is asking you something."
"You have to answer truthfully."
Seeing that he was silent, Lin En said coldly.
"Qi...Qi Master."
"This disciple has indeed never written poetry before."
Zhou Lang pretended to be dull and replied.
"Since you haven't written poetry before."
"That song is about reading the sword while drunk, and dreaming about the trumpet-blowing camp."
"A good sentence to end the affairs of the king and win the reputation during and after death."
"Who wrote it for you?"
Linn asked seriously.
His Majesty made it very clear that today's Imperial College teaching is an important task.
It is to find the real author who wrote this famous line.
"Uh... that poem..."
"The disciples wrote it accidentally, and no one taught them."
Zhou Lang replied helplessly.
He now understands that although that poem dealt with the troubles in Qingye Pavilion.
But it has spread throughout the entire imperial city...
The teacher wants to find out who wrote that poem?
Zhou Lang couldn't think of a solution to the problem, so he had to admit it.
"Written by accident?"
"It seems that I still underestimated you in the past."
"Well, I'll test your ability in public today."
"If you can follow the conditions I gave you and write more good sentences."
"This will prove your strength."
Linn said disdainfully.
This kid usually doesn't talk and looks very honest.
Such a mean person!
How dare you borrow and plagiarize other people's works and act innocent and calm...
"Master, disciples do not need to prove their strength."
"Master, please show your respect."
Zhou Lang lowered his head helplessly and said.
"It's okay to let you go."
"As long as you tell who the real owner of the poem is."
"Because you are young, Master will spare you this time."
Linn shouted.
As a great scholar in the literary world, he has always had trouble getting out of his eyes.
Especially those villains who steal and counterfeit other people's works!
There must be no such person among his disciples.
Listening to the master's questioning and scolding, all the Imperial Academy students were stunned.
This was the first time they saw Lin En so angry...
"Brother Lang, please don't talk back to Master."
"You do whatever he tells you to do."
Zhang Fu reminded him softly from beside him.
But more students were watching the joke curiously.
This fool may be in trouble today...
In the main hall, the emperor stood at the window, followed by several ministers.
Look outside through the window pane.
"Wen Aiqing, my little nephew."
"Are you sure he wrote the two poems himself?"
the emperor asked.
"Your Majesty, I have not seen with my own eyes that these two poems were written by the Prince of Linping County."
"But the song "Du Lingsou" was seen by my close confidants with my own eyes."
"It can't go wrong."
Wen Yu quickly replied.
"Then let's take a look."
The emperor said calmly.
Facing Lin En's harsh words, Zhou Lang was still thinking carefully in his heart.
How to deal with the current situation?
But after much thought, he couldn't find a solution to this trouble.
It depends on what Master means, whether he admits that the poem is not his work.
Even if you say a person's name casually, I'm afraid they will continue to be traced to the end.
"Master, this disciple is willing to accept your test."
"But I want to know if I can pass Master's test."
"Master, can you agree to a condition?"
Zhou Lang suddenly raised his head and asked seriously.
"Oh, what are your conditions?"
Lin En was stunned and looked at Zhou Lang's confident eyes in the distance.
He was a little confused.
"The conditions for discipleship are very simple."
"If I can pass Master's test this time."
"This disciple hopes that he will no longer come to the Imperial College for classes."
Zhou Lang said.
"What……"
In an instant, all the students in the entire courtyard were stunned.
He looked at Zhou Lang in disbelief, then turned around to wait for the master's reply.
This kid is too courageous, right?
Princes from the royal family and ministerial residences came to the Imperial College to study.
This is the decree set by His Majesty the Founder of the People's Republic of China, and no one can disobey it!
"Prince Linping, I cannot agree to this matter."
"Studying in the Imperial College is a system established by Emperor Taizu."
"This cannot be done just because of you."
Linn frowned and said, glancing at the window of the main hall beside him.
"Disciples dare not disobey Grandpa Huang's will."
"I just want to……"
"In the future, I will go to the master's house instead, and I will ask you to teach the disciples alone."
Zhou Lang said.
He came to the Imperial College once and didn't want to come back a second time.
Except for Zhang Fu, everyone else always looked at him with disdain.
Even a look of disgust.
It made Zhou Lang feel extremely uncomfortable.
A bunch of moths, you really take yourselves seriously.
I don’t want to waste my time with you!
"Go to my house and teach you alone?"
Linn stroked his beard and couldn't make up his mind.
After all, this kid is of royal blood, if he goes to his house to teach.
The relationship between the two has completely changed...
The Imperial College students are Lin En's disciples.
But if he goes to the house, he is Lin En’s personal disciple!
In ancient times, direct disciples were like their own children.
Once a relationship is established, it cannot be changed for a lifetime!
Lin En had no choice but to turn his head and glance at the main hall...
The door opened immediately.
An official from the Imperial College hurried out.
After whispering a few words in Linn's ear, he turned and left.
"Zhou Lang, since you have the conditions."
"I promise you."
"As long as you complete my test."
"In the future, you no longer need to come to the Imperial College to attend classes. You can go to my mansion to study at any time."
Lynn said.
"ah……"
There was a burst of exclamation, and all the students were stunned.
Unexpectedly, Zhou Lang dared to directly apprentice to Lord Youling of the Zhongshu Province at that time!
And Mr. Lin actually accepted his request to become a disciple...
"Thank you, Master."
"Master, please give me a question."
Zhou Lang said with his fists clasped.
Without realizing it, what was wrong with the conditions he just proposed?
He just wanted to avoid the Imperial College.
Avoid those guys who bullied him growing up.
I don't want to waste any more time with these dudes from princely and aristocratic families.
"Okay, then I'm here to give you a formal test."
Lin En glanced around and saw Zhou Lang not far behind him.
A tall ancient pine in the garden had a slight smile on its face.
"Then let's use pine trees as the theme."
"You can do whatever you want."
Linn said calmly.
