"Yes... yes... it was the seventh brother who said that he didn't sleep for a few hours last night and was forcibly pulled up by the soldiers of the Royal Palace Guards, so he had to rush to the Saints Hall to take the exam. Now that I have finished writing , then naturally go back and catch up on your sleep!" Third Prince Brad Louis continued to reply to Louis XIII, with a perfectly imitated tone.
Duke Pat and Earl Donald among the surrounding officials had a hint of sneer on their faces. They got wind that the reason why Louis XIII took the public examination of the princes was because he wanted to show off the abilities of the princes in front of the ministers and nobles, so as to prepare public opinion for the future appointment of the imperial crown prince. The two opposed any prince becoming the crown prince, and were secretly happy to see the seventh prince's poor performance.
"This traitor..."
Louis XIII muttered dissatisfiedly. All the ministers and nobles were present, so he couldn't get angry immediately. It would be a disgrace to the royal family. He suppressed his anger and said reluctantly:
"Hmph, it seems that Matt is very confident!... Which one of you is going to read what he wrote?"
The ministers looked at each other, but no one stood up to read the poems and articles written by the seventh prince Matt Louis. Everyone has heard about the details of the seventh prince, so much so that no one is willing to take the initiative to read what he has written, lest they read it and offend the emperor and implicate themselves!
Seeing this, Louis XIII simply raised his hand and pointed at the sixth prince, Chris Louis, and said: "Chris, you and Matt are from the same mother, so you should be the one to read it."
Although he was born from the same mother, the younger sixth prince Chris Louis is much more stable than his younger brother Matt Louis. He strictly followed the prince's etiquette when sitting, lying down or walking. He stood up slowly, bowed to Louis XIII, then walked to his brother Matt Louis's examination table, picked up the quantum notepad on it and looked at it carefully.
It didn't matter at this glance. Chris Louis, who had always been steady, suddenly frowned.
"Read it!" Louis XIII urged dissatisfiedly.
However, Chris Louis was still hesitant and found it difficult to speak.
Seeing this scene, Hugo, the attendant on the left, suddenly realized that the article written by the seventh prince Matt Louis must have been written inappropriately, which made the sixth prince Chris Louis think about his brotherhood and be in a dilemma.
Therefore, Hugo approached Louis XIII and said softly: "Your Majesty, seeing that the Sixth Prince looks pale, he may be feeling unwell or has a problem with his throat. Why not read it to one of the attendants behind you?"
"Ouch!" Louis XIII glanced at Chris Louis and noticed something was wrong. He nodded and agreed to Hugo's proposal.
Under the look of Hugo, the left attendant, a young attendant bowed and walked quickly to Chris Louis, took the Quantum Notepad from the sixth prince who was smiling wryly, and read aloud :.
"It was not yet dark when I suddenly heard the sound of soldiers' armor.
When he arrived at the Saints' Hall, his father had an assessment.
Talent, learning, and governance are all things that a boy cannot understand.
My brother has written thousands of volumes, and my brother's writing is brilliant.
However, my son has an empty stomach, and it is difficult to scratch his head and ears.
. . . . . "
Louis XIII was slightly amused. He is involved in poetry, and of course he knows that the format of Matt Louie's poem is completely wrong, and it can't even be regarded as a poem, but it is catchy to read.
Especially the sentence "But my son has an empty stomach, scratching his head and ears to write something." vividly depicts Matt Louis's embarrassment that he couldn't write anything when he was just sitting in the Saints Hall watching other brothers write furiously.
"Although the poem style is weird, it is not without merit. Why didn't Chris dare to read it just now?" Louis XIII wondered.
At this time, the young attendant continued to read.
"...Everyone in the world says that the prince is good, but little did he know that it is also difficult for him to be a prince. I have risen before the concubine has risen, and I have not slept since the concubine has slept..."
"..."
Listening to this, Louis XIII couldn't help but feel a little moved. The strange poem by the seventh prince Matt Louis, although the words are crude, describes the difficulties of being a prince.
One of the lines, "I have risen before my concubine has risen; I have not slept before my concubine has gone to bed." It tells the story of the strict palace discipline that princes who were born in the royal family had to undergo since childhood.
There is no freedom at all in imperial education.
And this sentence is quite appropriate to apply to Louis XIII, the emperor of the Kabasi Empire.
Louis XIII has been in power for thousands of years. Although he was not a monarch who was diligent in state affairs, in order not to completely let go of his power, he went to bed later than his ministers and got up earlier than his ministers every day. Even among ordinary people, how many people are like him!
Therefore, it is difficult to be a prince, and it is even more difficult to be an emperor, and to be a king who sticks to his word is even more difficult. You need to compete and have sex with people from all walks of life, and it will never end!
This sentence simply wrote into the heart of Louis XIII.
At this time, the young attendant read the last sentence seriously.
"That's it, that's all, that's not what I want to do... uh... that's all, that's all, that's not what I want to do... uh..."
"Read it!" Louis XIII urged with a puzzled look on his face, thinking that the writing was pretty good, why didn't he read it again?
Under Louis XIII's repeated urging, the young attendant blushed. Suddenly, he gritted his teeth and finally mustered up the courage to read out the last sentence.
"...That's all, that's all, that's not my intention, hehe, just let fate take its course!"
As soon as these words came out, the whole hall was silent.
And Emperor Louis XIII of the Kabasi Empire was even more stunned.
"Ha...huh? Let it be your fate, right? Let your fate be yours, right?"
Louis XIII, who suddenly came to his senses, was so angry that his eyes widened. He finally understood why Chris Louis dared not read this strange poem.
"Asshole...!!!"
Louis XIII was furious, and some officials in the Saint's Palace were so frightened that they quickly lowered their heads, not daring to look directly, so as not to be harmed.
However, those people did not include Pat, Donald and some of their surrounding officials. The total number accounted for almost half of the officials in the Saints Temple.
Flaubert, the right chamberlain, who had been standing silently in the corner of the Saint's Hall, quietly watched the expressions and movements of the ministers in the hall and remembered it in his heart.
"It doesn't make sense! It doesn't make sense!"
When everyone in the Hall of Saints behaved differently, Louis XIII was so angry that he grabbed the armrest of the throne and held on to it, muttering to himself at the same time.
Louis XIII naturally understood the meaning expressed in the strange poem of the seventh prince, Matt Louis. Anyway, I, Matt Louis, never thought about becoming the crown prince. You can play whatever you want, I went home to sleep.
Although Louis XIII never thought of appointing the seventh prince as the crown prince, and the seventh prince actively hinted that he would withdraw from the competition for the crown prince, it would also be conducive to the stability of the royal family and greatly reduce the intensity of the future competition for the throne. The Yu family and the country All good things.
But Matt Louis hinted in such an understatement that he would withdraw from the competition for the crown prince, which made Louis XIII difficult to accept for a while. That is the crown prince and will be the emperor of the empire in the future. Why can you, Matt Louis, abandon it so casually, like throwing away a rag?
What Louis XIII couldn't let go of the most was the word "hey" in that poem, which sounded extremely sarcastic to Louis XIII.
The real meaning of the poem together seems to be "Hey, I, Matt Louis, don't care about the throne. You can just go and grab it. I just go back to sleep."
"Yes, disdain!"
Louis XIII felt the disdain from that "hehe", which he could not tolerate the most.
The Kabasi Empire has lasted for countless thousands of years. In order to maintain this foundation, the Louis family, from the emperor to the clan, has worked hard for it. Why does the throne become so insignificant in your eyes, Matt Louis? ! Does this mean that the family legacy is worthless in your eyes?
"Arrogant! I don't know how high the sky is!" Louis XIII finally could no longer suppress his anger and cursed loudly: "Delete the poems of that traitor completely!"
The young attendant who was reciting poetry was about to click on the Quantum Notepad to delete the file recording Matt Louis' poems, when suddenly he heard someone in the palace shouting urgently: "Wait a minute!"
The young attendant was stunned when he heard this. He looked up and found that the person who stopped him was actually the fourth prince Adrian Louis, a famous royal scholar in Trantor.
Adrian has the same mother as the third and fifth princes. He has shown extraordinary abilities in music and literature since he was a child. He has no interest in the throne or anything like that. At a young age, he went to Louis XIII. He expressed his ambition to be an artist.
Louis XIII originally valued the three sons of the second queen very much, and he was even more fond of Adrian, who was talented and learned. Otherwise, he would not have delayed granting a fief to Adrian as an adult. , just to keep this son in the palace and not want him to leave her side.
Seeing that his most beloved and talented son Adrian had spoken, Louis XIII looked at him in confusion.
Adrian bowed and said, "Father, can you give that poem to your son?"
Before Louis XIII could say anything, the sixth prince, who had a close relationship with the seventh prince, couldn't stand it anymore. He lowered his voice and asked with anger: "Brother Four Emperors, what do you mean? Are you going to let my seventh brother continue to embarrass himself?" "
The fourth prince smiled slightly when he heard this, and looked back to the sixth prince and said, "What does it mean to continue to be embarrassed? The seventh brother's poem, although strange in style, is full of charm. In my opinion, it is very well written. What does it mean to continue to be embarrassed? What is the meaning of continuing to embarrass you?" Are you going to continue to embarrass yourself?… The free and easy mood in the poem is so high that it’s admirable!”
Hearing that the fourth prince's intention was not to add insult to injury, the sixth prince felt relieved. However, he was a little dissatisfied with the fourth brother's words and muttered to himself: "Why are you pretending? Don't you Adrian have a good mother?" , Father has always favored your brothers!"
The fourth prince's words stunned everyone in the palace. Even Louis XIII felt the difference and asked doubtfully: "Adrian, are you saying that your seventh brother's poems are good?"
"It's not good, it's excellent!" The fourth prince Adrian commented, shaking his head.
