This is called which pot is not opened and lifted.
When Xia Hua heard this, she suddenly felt bad.
She also looked at Wu Qian, "You are His Highness the Crown Prince. I heard that next autumn, you will ascend the throne and become the emperor of Wu?"
Wu Qian curled his lips and nodded.
Xia Hua added: "I saw it with my own eyes on the top of the Western Mountain in Shuzhou, Ningguo... I think his every move is also under the surveillance of the Shuzhou, so you should already know the news."
"You're asking me now..."
Xia Hua looked at the students beside the lotus pond downstairs and paused for three breaths, "In fact, you have never forgotten him. In fact, you have always regarded him as your opponent, whether in governance or poetry, you Subconsciously, I still want to compete with him."
"That's not bad."
"Because of his talent and learning, he can indeed be a role model for the world! Using him as your peak can indeed give you the motivation to keep climbing and pursuing."
"But he...is already standing on the mountain peak!"
"It's not that I look down upon these literati. Even if they are the four great talents of Wu State, at least in terms of poetry and articles, they...are far behind!"
Xia Hua actually said this very tactfully.
But when Wu Qian heard it, it was like a needle piercing his heart.
Because the meaning of Xia Hua’s words is also very simple——
Taking Li Chenan as his opponent and wanting to compete with Li Chenan, the implication is that he is inferior to Li Chenan!
It's because I'm too narrow-minded.
He actually couldn't get along with a dead man.
Especially when it comes to talent and learning.
My attainments in poetry are not as good as those of the four great talents of the Wu Kingdom. They are all far behind Li Chen'an, so wouldn't I be even more miserable?
Wu Qian, who has always been extremely conceited, was very angry.
But there was a smile on his face.
"After I saw his poems, I liked them very much and admitted that with his talent and learning, he is indeed at the top of the mountain."
"I don't have time to carve out poems. My thoughts are on the national economy and people's livelihood."
Since there is a comparison, of course we have to make use of our strengths and avoid our weaknesses.
Wu Qian knows this well:
"The future... the future is very far away, let's just talk about it now."
"I have obtained Wuya Pass. After I ascend the throne as the emperor... I will personally conquer and bring the Annan Road of Ning State into the territory of Wu State!"
"I have many ideals, and they will be realized one by one in the near future."
“This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!”
"I never expected that a man of such great talent and learning would forget the fundamental principle that food is his first priority."
"The national policy he has set for Ning Guo will inevitably lead Ning Guo into an abyss within five years...perhaps even worse than when Ji Tai was in power."
Wu Qian looked at the full moon in the sky, and the smile on his face became even brighter:
"The country of Yue was caught in the whirlpool of the struggle for the throne, and there was also a restless Zen sect. In a short period of time, the country of Yue had no time to look west."
"When the situation in the Yue Kingdom settles down... I am afraid that I will have already occupied the south of the Yangtze River in the Ning Kingdom by then!"
"Hello Jiangnan, I want to row a boat on the West Lake!"
Xia Hua raised her eyebrows and looked at Wu Qian, very carefully this time.
Ten years no see.
That little kid with a runny nose and a dirty look now seemed to be pointing the finger at the country and looking down upon the world!
Xia Hua didn't know what the current national conditions of Ningguo were like.
If it is true as Wu Qian said, if Wu Qian can really make the state of Wu stronger after taking the throne, then the state of Wu may be able to severely damage the state of Ning if he raises his troops to the north.
But she didn't care.
She just felt that Wu Qianhe's appearance as a child in his memory had changed greatly.
Wu Qian felt Xia Hua's gaze, and he felt that it was the admiration from Xia Hua!
He still raised his neck, with a calm expression on his face.
But his appearance didn't last long before he was defeated by Xia Hua's words.
Xia Hua said in surprise:
"Little Sign, you've grown so much!"
Wu Qian's heart trembled.
Little Stick... This was the nickname Xia Hua gave him when he was a child.
It had been so many years since anyone had dared to say this nickname to his face that he had almost forgotten it.
Is this a testament to the two childhood sweethearts?
Or did Xia Hua remind him of this nickname again?
Wu Qian thinks it should be the former, which shows that Xia Hua also deeply remembers the past.
He looked at Xia Hua and smiled awkwardly. He took out a bamboo flute from his arms and handed it to Xia Hua. He whispered: "This little Qianzi... I am an adult. Don't do this in front of others in the future." Call."
"This is a bamboo flute made by me. You liked it very much at that time. I know that you still lack a sacred harp. Ning Guo has a winding beam. I have found out who has it. Sooner or later, I will Bring it back to you!”
Xia Hua hesitated for a moment and took the small bamboo flute, then put it into her sleeve pocket.
Wu Qian looked at Xia Hua expectantly: "How about you play a song for me after the literary meeting is over?"
Xia Hua shook her head:
"I haven't played the flute for many years. Thank you for remembering that in Tianyin Pavilion these years, in addition to the piano, I also learned to play the flute."
"...Then I will send someone to get you a Xiao?"
"No, I'm not good at playing the flute, but my second senior brother is very good at it. If you like it, I can ask the second senior brother to play it for you."
Wu Qian's whole body was in bad shape.
Could it be that this summer flower has been in that isolated Tianshan Mountain for a long time and has not yet developed a love interest?
Do I care about playing the flute or the flute?
What I care about is being alone with you!
Looking at Xia Hua's beautiful face under the bright moonlight, Wu Qian's heart skipped a beat. The previous unhappiness caused by Xia Hua's words had disappeared.
This is the future queen of this palace!
This skin that can be broken by blows, this exquisite curves, this waist that can be grasped...
Wu Qian swallowed and suppressed the desire in his heart, "I won't bother you, Second Senior Brother. I think you are tired today. I will rest for a few days and I will accompany you to walk around the streets of Dongxu City. "
Xia Hua smiled and did not comment.
But this smile made Wu Qian's mood stir.
That is the beauty of the city and the appearance of the country!
Xia Hua said:
"The students' poems are about to be delivered. If you are tired of standing, let's go."
The two returned to their respective tables in full view of everyone.
Xia Hua's father, Xia Liu, Minister of War of the State of Wu, was also upstairs in Wenhui.
He raised his head slightly and looked at his daughter again, feeling slightly uneasy.
Because his father Xia Guogong Xia Mochou said a few days ago that it was not appropriate for Xia Hua to marry His Highness the Crown Prince!
My father didn't explain why it was wrong.
But he was asked to write a letter to his eldest son Xia An, who was serving in the Beifu Army.
The Beifu soldiers were stationed in the northern part of the Wu Kingdom, and the fiefdom of the eldest prince, Prince Ping, was also in the northern part of the Wu Kingdom!
The letter didn't say anything else, it just asked Xia An to go to Prince Ping's house to say hello to Prince Ping!
With Xia Liu's wisdom, of course he knew that the meaning was not that simple. What he was thinking of was the news about the reduction of vassalage coming from the palace.
Even the vassal king has been cut down, can the Duke's palace still be safe and sound?
Just when Xia Liu was feeling uneasy, the sound of footsteps came from downstairs.
Each of the eunuchs was trotting over with a stack of paper in their hands.
They placed the collected poems in front of the two great scholars and Prince An, and then they all bowed and said, "Your Highness, the poems and essays of the first batch of students have been sent to you, please take a look at them!"
"Well, three judges, please take a look."
"If you have any good poems, please show them to me."
There is no longer the sound of drinking in Wenhui Building, but more the sound of rustling papers being flipped through.
Wu Qian is looking forward to it very much.
I hope that some student can write poems that surpass Li Chenan's.
This will make him feel proud.
Especially in front of Xia Hua!
Time passes gradually.
The eunuchs sent poems from students in waves.
Yun Shuxian, Xian Youzhi and Prince An Wu Huan were all watching very carefully.
Xia Hua didn't have any expectations.
She even found it boring.
So she was in a daze.
I was thinking that it was already late at night. Are the husband and wife on their way?
Or are you doing something else under the full moon in early autumn?