However, at this moment, the eunuch Han Ling was completely different.
His face was extremely calm, without any hint of sadness or joy, and at the corner of his mouth was a faintly confident smile.
"What a strange eunuch, but he has a good heart."
Chen Xiang murmured secretly, and not long after, Han Yang was brought there.
After entering the side hall, Han Yang immediately knelt down and saluted without any hesitation.
"Slave Han Yang, please bow to your Majesty!"
He actually didn't know the emperor, nor had he met him.
But there is no need to learn this kind of thing at all, whoever wears the dragon robe can do it.
And as soon as he finished speaking, everyone's eyes in the entire side hall were focused on him.
Emperor Qian's eyes narrowed slightly and he looked carefully, while several ministers gathered around Han Yang to take a look.
As for Concubine Xiao, she bit her red lips lightly, but no one felt more nervous and apprehensive than her!
After a while, Emperor Qian was the first to speak.
"Are you Han Yang?"
"Replying to your Majesty, he is a slave."
"I heard that you made a mistake and were locked up in the woodshed by Concubine Xiao, waiting to be executed. What mistake did you make?"
As soon as these words came out, Concubine Xiao already felt like she was going to faint.
Her mind was completely blank!
Han Yang originally wanted to reveal everything about Concubine Xiao and the prince. After all, his life was hanging by a thread because of these two people.
But then I thought about it, he was just a eunuch who spoke softly. Would anyone really believe what he said?
It would be a huge scandal for a concubine in the harem to have an affair with the prince.
Even if Emperor Qian believed it, he would be furious after hearing this, and after punishing Concubine Xiao, he would probably not let himself, the insider, go!
This is the royal face. Is it possible to keep him as a little eunuch?
Therefore, if I just said it out loud like this, I'm afraid I still wouldn't live long.
It's better to keep it as a threat and a handle.
As long as I am safe tonight, I can rely on this handle to suppress Concubine Xiao in the future.
Thinking of this, Han Yang instantly re-conceived an excuse in his mind and said: "Your Majesty, this is all the fault of the servant. When the servant came to Jing'an Palace to convey a message, he accidentally had a conflict with the maids of Jing'an Palace."
"The slave was reckless and hit people, breaking the rules of Jing'an Palace. This made Concubine Xiao furious, so she was tied up in the woodshed."
The words were spoken quite smoothly without any interruption.
Concubine Xiao was stunned. What happened? This eunuch didn't tell the real thing?
She glanced at Han Yang secretly, her whole body still a little stiff.
And soon, Han Yang's secret eyes made Concubine Xiao feel a certain cunning.
At this moment, Emperor Qian suddenly asked: "My beloved concubine, is this true? So you want to execute him?"
With the steps down, how could Concubine Xiao not follow them down?
It’s a really good excuse after all!
So she nodded quickly, forced a smile and said, "Your Majesty, it is indeed true. When this eunuch came to my Jing'an Palace, he had a quarrel with a maid and started beating her."
"My concubine was also angry at the time, so she tied him up and locked him up in the woodshed, preparing to execute him."
"I know that I may have gone too far in doing this, so I ask Your Majesty to punish me."
"There are rules in the palace. If you dare to hit anyone at will, you should be punished. What you did is not wrong."
Emperor Qian patted Concubine Xiao on the shoulder, and then his eyes narrowed slightly.
"You are indeed a naughty eunuch. You dare to hit someone in Jing'an Palace. If it were me, I would kill you on the spot!"
"Yes, the slave knows the crime! The slave knows the crime!"
Han Yang continued to kowtow.
But soon, Emperor Qian changed the subject.
"But this poem can save your life. Han Yang, let me ask you, is this poem in my hand written by you?"
"You must answer truthfully! Don't hide anything! Otherwise, you will definitely die without a burial place for the crime of deceiving the emperor!"
The words were full of majesty.
Han Yang knew that this was a critical moment for self-rescue, so he did not hesitate at all and immediately replied firmly: "Your Majesty, I don't dare to deceive you at all! This poem was indeed written by me!"
"Oh? Did you write it?"
Emperor Qian frowned slightly, then gave a look.
He Minghui and others below already understood, and then leaned forward and said: "Han Yang, this poem can be regarded as an eternal masterpiece. To be honest, none of us veterans of the Hanlin Academy have the strength to write this poem."
"The person who can write this poem can be regarded as an eternal genius! He is worthy of being called the leading figure in the literary world of our country! How did you, a little eunuch, get these skills? Did you copy them from somewhere?"
"You have to tell the truth, otherwise if you ask me about the sages in the literary world, disaster will definitely come to you!"
First, use momentum to force Han Yang to tell the truth and see if he will reveal his secret. This is a very common questioning technique.
How could Han Yang not know?
The corners of his mouth curled up slightly and he said, "Your Majesty, could you please stand up and answer me first?"
"That's right."
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Han Yang stood up slowly, then patted his clothes.
Under the gaze of Emperor Qian and the close gaze of a group of courtiers, he said with great confidence: "Your Majesty, gentlemen, this is no small boast. I can write such a poem at will!"
"Although I have never studied, when I first dreamed, I dreamed of a poetic immortal in heaven!"
"The poems he taught me, no joke, are worth five hundred years and five hundred years. No one can compete with them!"
Such words simply show arrogance written on his face!
In the first five hundred years and in the next five hundred years, no one can compare?
Doesn't this mean that even Liang Guo, who is famous for his grammar, is looked down upon by this eunuch?
For a moment, He Minghui and the others frowned, inexplicably feeling that the eunuch seemed to be telling lies.
Emperor Qian also clearly didn't believe it, and said with a smile: "I built my country with force, and my grammar has always been weak. Although there have been grammar geniuses over the years, they have all been crushed by Liang Guo."
"You eunuch are so arrogant that you dare to say such ungrateful and stupid things!"
"You said that your poems were taught by immortals. Well, besides this one, can you write others?"
"Your Majesty, that is easy for me."
Han Yang looked relaxed, then raised his hand and raised four fingers.
"If your Majesty doesn't believe it, the little one can recite it now, and one sentence can be made into a poem in four steps!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the hall once again showed surprised expressions.
Is this eunuch crazy?
He actually said one sentence in one step and four steps into a poem?
How is this possible?
The veterans of the Hanlin Academy were especially unbelieving and shook their heads.
They write poems and hold it in for several nights but still can't come up with a good line.
As for Han Yang, although there is a precedent for the sentence on the note.
But in the eyes of He Minghui and others, if it hadn't been for countless nights of hard work, they would never have been able to achieve the goal of flying down three thousand feet, which is undoubtedly the saying that the Milky Way falls for nine days.
That's complete nonsense!
The next second, Lin Bingzheng, who is the chief editor of the Hanlin Academy, already said: "Han Yang, you can't talk nonsense like this in front of His Majesty!"
