As Chu Qian murmured softly, he felt a surge of excitement coursing through his body, and a raging fire ignited in his chest.

"Lord Chu, what do you think of my poem?"

Liu Hong turned around and saw Chu Qian standing there, his face flushed, and couldn't help but laugh and ask.

"Your Majesty's poem is grand and bold, especially the last line, which makes one's blood boil with excitement. It is truly a fine poem!"

His Majesty's personal composition of this poem will surely inspire countless young people of the Han Dynasty to aspire to its excellence!

Chu Qian looked at Liu Hong with shining eyes, his words full of praise.

"Haha~ I love to hear that!"

Upon seeing that his poem had been recognized by Chu Qian, Liu Hong couldn't help but laugh heartily. Then, Liu Hong looked at Jian Shuo standing to the side.

"Jian Shuo, are you finished writing?"

"Your Majesty, it's finished!"

As they were talking, Jian Shuo brought a sheet of paper to Liu Hong.

"Hmm, not bad, not bad!"

Seeing that his poem had been recorded word for word, Liu Hong nodded in satisfaction.

Liu Hong then handed the page to Jian Shuo.

"Go, take this and have someone make many copies, then send them to the students of the Imperial Guard, the Imperial Academy, and the three academies! Make sure they memorize them well!"

"promise!!"

Jian Shuo respectfully took the paper and then quickly ran outside.

After Jian Shuo left, Liu Hong turned to Chu Qian and said with a smile:

"Minister Chu, go back first and draft a plan for this infiltration operation. After I discuss it with the Three Dukes, we can begin making arrangements!"

"Yes, Your Majesty! Then I shall take my leave!"

Chu Qian stood up, bowed to Liu Hong, and then walked out of the hall.

"Everyone has their value! Even those who are upright and honest are useful!"

Watching Chu Qian's departing figure, Liu Hong smiled and couldn't help but mutter something softly.