"Heh." Si Qi imitated his attitude just now and chuckled in the same way. The number one scholar felt helpless and then asked, "I wonder if you are all gathered here to discuss important matters?"

Everyone looked at Si Qi, and their eyes were no longer the same as before, when they only looked at a promising young man and gave him high hopes. "That's right. In recent months, the Fourth Prince has submitted memorials to the emperor, which has attracted your majesty's attention."

"Hey, many of them are what we are discussing and researching. How come he got the upper hand..."

"What bad luck!"

"It is said that this is the idea of ​​Princess Zhao'er. This girl is so talented that she can defeat a hundred people at once..."

"A mere woman can actually..."

"It's a pity that she has married the Fourth Prince, "It is destined to be useless to us..."

Several people talked about it, and Si Qi nodded slowly after listening.

It turned out that the Daughter of the World once again stole the credit of the prince and passed on all the good strategies recorded in history to her sweetheart, the Fourth Prince.

With the existence of the Daughter of the World, many excellent policies that appeared in the history of this dynasty could not be used by Si Qi.

Even if he used them, it would only be a clash with the Daughter of the World, and the two sides would fight to a draw.

Si Qi's habit of doing things is not to copy others.

Si Qi said directly: "What is there to discuss?"

Everyone frowned: "Such a major matter, how can we not treat it with caution?"

Si Qi said frankly: "We can't stop the Fourth Prince from coming up with good strategies frequently. It is useless to discuss 'why the enemy is so strong'. However, we can offer Your Highness far more and better countermeasures than the other side, in exchange for His Majesty's favor. In this way, Your Majesty will know that even if the Fourth Prince is talented, he is not one-tenth as talented as our Prince."

Everyone subconsciously retorted: "Do you think those strategies are so easy to come up with--"

Halfway through the words, they remembered the article that Si Qi had just recited on the spot, and saw Si Qi's confident and lazy chuckle at this moment, and suddenly couldn't continue.

Si Qi casually waved his sleeves, and his facial features were as handsome as his sister Si Peihuan, and every move was dazzling and eye-catching. As the saying goes, a man of learning is naturally elegant, and his talent and talent from within made him stand out even among the many scholars. He was outstanding, unrestrained and confident, which was really impressive. The prince,

who was sitting in the first seat and listening to the discussion quietly, saw the young man in the crowd talking freely and confidently, and his eyes unconsciously became deep.

He didn't know why he treated Si Qi so differently. Maybe it was because Si Qi and he had a good impression of each other. He said softly, "No hurry, sit down and talk. Come on, serve tea to Si Ju."

The staff were surprised to see the prince being so friendly to Si Qi. They had never seen the prince who never showed his emotions, and had never shown such an approachable attitude to anyone. Indifference and unpredictability were his most common expressions.

Just thinking about Si Qi's amazing ability, it seemed that it would not be too much to be polite to others. Everyone immediately gave up the seat below the prince to him, and waited eagerly for him to speak.

Si Qi did not refuse, nor did he show any intention of being flattered. He sat down generously, took the cup of hot tea given to him by the prince, and said with a smile, "Thank you, Your Highness."

Policy? Policy? What a coincidence, this is what he is good at...

Isn't it to help Chu Feng ascend the throne? That is the honor that Chu Feng deserves.

He will just get it back for Chu Feng.

Thinking of this, Si Qi slowly opened his mouth and analyzed the pros and cons of the memorials submitted by the four princes one by one. He pointed out the shortcomings and directly stated a good strategy that was a hundred times better than the opponent.

The light in the eyes of the surrounding staff became brighter and brighter, and finally their faces flushed, and they were so excited that they could hardly control themselves.

After drinking a pot of tea, the staff were amazed and convinced by Si Qi's seemingly endless and amazing political speeches.

The usually cold prince even chuckled in front of everyone, saying "I am lucky to have Si Qi", and no one on the scene raised any objections to his praise.

It was because they knew what was going on that they understood more clearly how much Si Qi's talent and wisdom were beyond compare, and it was no exaggeration to say that he was a genius that only appeared once in a thousand years.

Everyone hurriedly wrote down every key point Si Qi said, and would compile these words into a memorial and present it to the current emperor.

Presumably, it would make him very happy, and he would turn his attention to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince again.

Chu Feng had an encouraging look in his eyes and said to Si Qi: "You have made such a great contribution, you deserve a great reward. If you have any wishes, just tell me, I will definitely satisfy you."

Usually at this time, the ministers would more or less decline a few words to express humility and loyalty. But

Si Qi said: "Indeed, there is."

"Oh, tell me about it." Chu Feng said with interest.

Si Qi: "I need the right to use a coastal area to study some things. I also need the right to cast iron to make the necessary tools."

It was less than half a year before the enemy invaded. Si Qi wanted to help Chu Feng, so he naturally couldn't just sit and wait for death.

After hearing this, the staff frowned slightly and said: "Salt, iron, and tea are all controlled by the court..."

If it was money, power, and beauty that were asked for, it would not be a problem for the prince. But when it comes to iron and territory, the topic is more delicate.

Who knows what you want to do?

After a moment of hesitation, the prince directly replied: "I will ask my father for instructions, and there will be a result in a few days."

"Your Highness..." an aide said worriedly.

Chu Xun: "It doesn't matter, what the person said must have a purpose, I believe him."

Seeing that he had made up his mind, everyone could only be unwilling to give up, even if they had hidden concerns. The look in Si Qi's eyes was somewhat critical.

Si Qi did not explain, but smiled: "Thank you for your trust, Your Highness. I will not let you down."

After saying that, Si Qi suddenly remembered something: "Just now we only discussed how to offer a better strategy than the four princes, but did not mention many existing problems in Chu."

Hearing this, everyone realized that Si Qi had something else in mind, and laughed out loud, expectantly saying: "You actually have more strategies to offer? Come on!"

Si Qi asked the guards to refill the pot of tea, and slowly said one after another good way to govern the country that was beneficial to the country. The content was from rough to detailed, and every sentence went straight to the core, so no matter who could understand the meaning.

It was as if Si Qi was afraid that they would not be able to understand some of the links, so he even explained each step clearly, almost teaching them step by step, and he was thorough.

Occasionally someone raised a question, Si Qi was able to answer it quickly, and it was obvious that he had thought about these policies many times in his mind, so he knew them so clearly.

In comparison, the Fourth Prince did not offer a policy theory, but rather deduced an outline based on the results, and let people figure out the rest on their own. He didn't know anything when asked, and he could not be compared with Si Qi at all.

From the idea to the implementation, and then to the decision-making, Si Qi was absolutely crushing.

This conversation lasted from noon to dusk, and a group of great men who were well-read in poetry were so enchanted by it that they wanted to drag Si Qi to talk with him all night long and not let him go.

It was Prince Chu who knew that Si Qi was not in good health, so he stopped everyone and personally sent Si Qi back. He also told him to take medicine on time and take good care of himself.

Si Qi listened with a smile, but in his heart he was muttering that Chinese medicine in this world is so bitter, who would want to drink it. He was young and strong, and it was just a minor cold, and he would get better after a while.

Prince Chu glanced at him, as if he could guess his thoughts, and

said in a gentle voice: "If you are afraid of bitterness, I will send someone to deliver maltose apricots and plums later. After drinking the medicine, it can relieve the bitterness." Si Qi realized: "Your Highness, I am not a child, I don't mind the bitterness of the medicine."

The prince nodded, as if he believed it. "You are very important to me. I will send doctors to check your physical condition regularly. Don't let me worry."

Si Qi: "..."

Si Qi forced a smile: "Of course not... Your Highness, don't worry."

The prince was very satisfied with this answer, and after giving a few more instructions and expressing his deep love for talents, he left.

Si Qi was a little depressed, and murmured: "It seems that I have to invent the cold medicine in this world as soon as possible..."

Otherwise, if I get a little sick in the future, I will have to drink several bowls of Chinese medicine, which is too miserable.

He turned and walked back to the run-down courtyard at home, with the aroma of food wafting faintly in the air. Si Peihuan had already prepared food for him, and when she heard the sound in the courtyard, she came out, smiled at him, and said softly, "Come in, sister has made your favorite dishes."

Such a peaceful and peaceful look was as reassuring as it had appeared countless times in memory. But if Si Qi had not appeared in the crisis this morning, it would have been a completely different hellish scene.

Si Qi lowered his eyes slightly, and while smiling and talking to his sister, he went to wash his hands in the basin, looking down at his reflection on the water, thinking about how to avenge this arrow.

The current emperor of Chu is a pragmatic person, who loves talents as if they were his life, and pays special attention to scholars.

Following the example of his superiors, the children of the capital also got used to respecting literati. If someone can write a well-respected poem, then no matter what the other person's origin, family background, or where he goes, he will be treated with respect.

It is because of this cultural characteristic that Zhao Er, the daughter of the world, has a great advantage after coming to this world.

The poem "Bamboo and Rock" fully describes the tenacity of bamboo and depicts the charm of rock bamboo. It seems to be about bamboo, but it is actually about people, and the author's noble character, uprightness, and unyielding heart are vividly described.

It is because of this poem that she can wipe out the stigma of Zhao Er, a concubine's daughter of this era, and make the originally ordinary concubine's daughter of the Zhao family become a representative of positive optimism and pride in the hearts of the people.

Later, a poem "Song of the Wandering Son" praising maternal love solved the misunderstanding of the outside world about her emotional discord with her stepmother.

A poem "Long Song" inspired the vigorous ambitions of many young people.

A piece of "Dealing with the Wind and Waves" fully showed Zhao Er's playful and lively nature, expressed her carefreeness in fighting against the wind and rain and laughing at life, and told her heroic spirit of not fearing the ups and downs of life.

Because of these poems and lyrics that made her famous, no matter how many shocking and extraordinary things she did in the future, and how she was criticized by public opinion, people would recite her words "A bamboo stick and straw sandals are lighter than a horse, who is afraid? A raincoat will protect me in the rain all my life", which would make those ordinary people who were not as good as her speechless.

This leads to many behaviors that other women would have no sense of shame and no distinction between high and low, but in Zhao Er, it is the unrestrained and unashamed behavior of a peerless talent.

Some people may be dissatisfied with Zhao Er's behavior, but some people are fascinated by such an unconventional Zhao Er, and are impressed by her personality charm, thinking that Zhao Er is really an extraordinary woman.

When Si Qi carefully recalled the memories of the World Girl in his mind, he was almost shocked by Zhao Er's various "great achievements", and felt embarrassed when he saw through someone's pretense.

It can only be said that the Daughter of the World is worthy of being the Daughter of the World, and is shamelessly on par with Chen Yi from the previous world.

Calculating the time, the annual poetry meeting in the capital is about to begin again. The initial opportunity for Zhao Er to become famous was because she recited the poem "Holding on to the Green Mountains and Not Letting Go" at the poetry meeting, which made her name initially spread.

Later, when she married □□ and became the fourth princess, she was accustomed to modern life and had no idea of ​​staying at home in the deep courtyard to take care of her husband and children. As before, she was still active everywhere in front of everyone, unwilling to be lonely.

Presumably, she would not miss this year's poetry meeting.

Thinking of this, Si Qi picked up paper and pen, ready to write a book to give the Daughter of the World a big surprise.

Today is the day of the poetry meeting.

As soon as Si Qi arrived at the poetry festival, he was greeted by a group of well-mannered young men from famous families, who smiled and bowed to him.

Although Si Qi missed the imperial examination this time due to a serious illness, everyone believed that with Si Qi's talent, he would definitely be in the top three in the next imperial examination.

Everyone felt sorry for him for losing a reputation, but no one had ever questioned his ability, let alone secretly mocked and offended him.

They all expressed their regret for him.

Si Qi shook his head slowly, without any regrets: "Misfortunes often bring blessings. Although I missed the imperial examination, I also found a wonderful adventure."

Everyone was immediately curious: "What kind of wonderful adventure can be more precious than fame?"

Si Qi saw that among the people present, some had a good relationship with Zhao Er, and some were even Zhao Er's "believers", so he said: "Do you know why I suddenly became seriously ill?"

One person said: "I heard that you fell into the water? Caught a cold?"

Si Qi nodded: "Indeed, I fell into the water. I can't swim. After I fainted, I soaked in the water for a whole night and almost froze to death."

Everyone was shocked after hearing this. Before they could say anything, Si Qi said again: "Fortunately, I was saved by a fairy, so I got my life back."

Everyone was skeptical: "Fairy? Do you have any evidence?"

Si Qi smiled slightly: "Of course there is evidence."

He took out a collection of poems from his arms, glanced at everyone, and said: "This thing is absolutely extraordinary, no one in the world can surpass it. I have no intention of taking it for myself, and I should make it public. However..."

Under the increasingly curious eyes of everyone, he slowly said: "I am afraid that I am not the only one who has received this gift from the gods."

Everyone was puzzled and didn't understand what he meant. Si Qi smiled and said: "Since the poetry meeting has not started yet, let's go to the private room to appreciate this book first."

Everyone was itchy by Si Qi's words and hurriedly said: "Let's go!"

They wanted to see what was written in Si Qi's arms. What made Si Qi miss the imperial examination without any regrets, and he was so mysterious in his words.

The poetry gathering started at noon in the morning. Many people looked at the seats in confusion and found that many people were missing.

"Why hasn't Master Li come yet?"

"I saw him clearly just now."

"Master Qi is gone too."

"Master Qi said that the princess might attend the poetry gathering, and he was obviously excited for a long time. Why is she suddenly gone now?"

"Ah, it's the princess! The princess is here!"

An extremely excited voice rang out, and everyone's eyes subconsciously looked in the same direction.

A woman strode into the pavilion, with a smile on her face without any shyness or gentleness, and looked at everyone present with a hearty and generous look.

The waterfall-like black hair was not neatly arranged, and a unique agate hairpin was casually inserted as an embellishment, and the rest fell behind her.

She wore light and close-fitting clothes, and the light pink ribbon outlined her thin waist, showing her exquisite and pretty figure, which attracted a lot of attention.

Seeing that all the people present were still men, she said helplessly: "Didn't we invite many sisters to come, why are you scholars here again?"

Someone laughed and said: "You must be blocked by the elders in your family. Not everyone can look at everything with an equal heart like you and me."

"There are a lot of rumors outside, maybe it's to avoid suspicion."

"Ridiculous! As the princess said, we are upright and have nothing to fear, so why should we care about what others think? They have dirty hearts, which shows the villain's heart!"

Zhao Er knew how deep the prejudice against women was in this era

. She shrugged and chuckled, "Ha, if you don't want to come, then don't come!" She sat in the main seat as a matter of course, and said with a smile, "It's so boring to stay at home all day. Let me have fun today."

But she didn't know that in the eyes of others, if Zhao Er could be considered to stay at home all day, other women might have never gone out in their lives.

Everyone smiled and said, "Then let's start drawing topics."

There are many ways to play the poetry meeting, such as passing the flower by beating the drum to connect the upper and lower couplets, choosing a poem to replace one or two sentences to change it into a mood, or choosing a theme to create freely.

This is the last way to play: randomly draw a topic from the bamboo tube and write a poem based on it. The confident ones recite the poem, and the one recognized by everyone as the best draws the theme of the next round of poems.

In the past few poetry festivals, the best of each round was almost all monopolized by Zhao Er. Whether it was singing about bamboo or appreciating the moon, whether it was homesickness or sadness in autumn, it seemed that Zhao Er had no areas that he was not good at. One amazing and brilliant poem after another came out of his hand, and his talent was so outstanding that it was amazing.

The theme drawn this time was singing about plum blossoms, which is also a very common, even a bit old-fashioned classic topic.

Everyone looked at Zhao Er subconsciously, expecting him to write a masterpiece based on this commonplace topic.

Zhao Er did not disappoint everyone's expectations. He smiled slightly, his eyebrows and eyes were full of nonchalance, and he directly raised the brush and wrote while reciting:

"The tree at the head of my family's inkstone pool, each flower blooms with a faint ink mark."

"Good, good!" As soon as the first sentence of the poem was read out, someone couldn't help but hum excitedly, and looked at Zhao Er with a light in his eyes.

Many scholars smiled bitterly and shook their heads just after hearing this sentence. How can this be compared? I am afraid that even if I think hard for a day, I can't compare with the poem that the other person can say.

Zhao Er raised her snow-white chin slightly, and looked at them with a charming look, as if she was coquettishly asking them not to interrupt her thoughts.

Her smiling face seemed to be able to capture people's souls, with a unique charm that made people yearn for her.

Many people subconsciously stared at Zhao Er's face, swallowing their saliva.

Zhao Er continued to write: "Don't let people praise your good looks, just leave the pure air to fill the universe!"

As soon as the words fell, the whole room was filled with surprise.

"Leave only the pure air to fill the universe...Leave only the pure air to fill the universe!!"

"This poem seems to be

praising plum blossoms, but in fact it is a metaphor for myself! I am ashamed of myself, I am ashamed of myself!" "I don't ask for praise from others, I just want to quietly leave a fragrance for the world...Such noble virtues, such a noble temperament, and a sentiment that does not flatter the world, only a person like the princess can write it!"

"Another peerless famous line! Princess Zhao is really a celestial being!"

Zhao Er frowned and waved his hand indifferently: "It's just a little poem that is not worth mentioning, just written for fun."

The scholars immediately retorted: "How can it be a little poem that is not worth mentioning?"

"Princess, don't be so modest!"

Zhao Er smiled as she watched everyone trying their best to tell her how amazing she was. She could only smile helplessly and said, "Okay, okay, if you think it's good, then it's good. Just listen to my poems, what about yours?"

Everyone paused for a moment, and after a moment they all felt embarrassed.

With such a pearl in front of them, who would dare to write poems and make people laugh at them?

Zhao Er was disappointed and said, "Is that so? It seems that I have to wait until you finish writing before I can recite the poem."

A scholar blushed and said, "With the princess here, even if we try our best, it is not as good as the poem you wrote in the end, so forget it."

Zhao Er said with a smile, "Then I have ruined your interest, why don't you just not write."

Everyone hurriedly said, "How can you do that!"

"We will write, princess, let's take a look at the next round of topics!"

Zhao Er said with interest, "Okay, then let's draw a topic! It's a rare poetry gathering, I must make the poems that I don't have the chance to write on weekdays into poems and recite them."

The poetry meeting was in full swing. With the help of the poems of talented scholars, Zhao Er's talent was so outstanding that everyone admired him.

Just when the poetry meeting was halfway through, a group of people with flushed faces, such as the young master of the Qi family and the young master of the Li family, finally arrived.

They were still immersed in the events just now and could not come back to their senses for a long time.

Someone greeted them enthusiastically, "Finally you are here! You don't know how much wonderful content you have missed! Princess Zhao has written several wonderful poems! Take a look!"

After that, he handed the ancient poems he had copied to the young master of the Li family for appreciation.

After receiving it, the young master of the Li family was surprised at first, then frowned, and then he couldn't help looking at the smiling, cheerful and confident woman sitting in front of him with a special and indescribable look.

Then he silently handed these poems to the people who came with him.

After taking a look at the ancient poems on the paper, which seemed familiar, or not a word was changed, they looked at each other with strange expressions.

This...

After Si Qi sat down, he picked up the sake on the table and took a sip, smiling slightly.