Chapter 508: Thoughts on the Wind

As they walked, Yan Shirong smiled and said, "I haven't been out for a long time, I didn't realize it's already spring outside."

Someone immediately laughed and said, "It's boring to walk all the way, why don't we write some couplets together?"

Someone asked, "What rhyme?"

"Of course it's Pingshuiyun," someone replied with a smile, "It's just a way to relax, not to embarrass anyone, what do you think, Your Highness?"

Yan Shirong smiled and said, "That makes sense."

"What's the rhyme limit?"

Li Muyi smiled and said, "How about this, whoever happens to have a copper coin can take it out, see which year it is from, and count it in order, okay?"

Everyone reached for their pockets, and someone said with a smile, "Brother Xia loves toss coins, you must have some."

The person who was called smiled and said, "I really do have one."

He took it out and saw that it was from the 29th year of Mingpei, so he asked, "Twenty-nine, fourteenth? Then Your Highness, please start first?"

Yan Shirong smiled and said, "Brother Xia, please get up first."

The man did not refuse, "Let me start with a line, the spring breeze blowing gently?"

Everyone treated it as a game and slowly connected all the way to the Temple of King Wenxuan. Yan Shirong's eyes quickly swept over the eaves, his face expressionless.

As everyone was talking, they walked inside. Some people walked up the stairs, but Li Muyi walked towards the ancient cypress tree next to him and said with a smile, "Your Highness, how old do you think this ancient cypress tree is?"

Yan Shirong walked over with a smile, and was about to avoid the eaves, but at this moment, the man in front of him said, "... Changge is staying at the snow table."

Yan Shirong's heart suddenly moved, and he took a step to the side without showing any expression, keeping a slight distance from the others.

He looked up at the ancient cypress and said with a casual smile: "Literary thoughts move the eaves..."

Before he finished speaking, the corner of the eaves above his head fell down with a slight click, still three feet away from Yan Shirong.

More than one person cried out in low voice, Yan Shirong was also "startled" and turned around.

Li Muyi cried out in surprise: "Literature moves the eaves! Could it be that Your Highness is the God of Literature who has descended to the mortal world, and that is why he has won the favor of the Great Saint Master!!"

Yan Shirong said anxiously: "I dare not! I dare not! It's just a coincidence!"

"It's not a coincidence! This is definitely not a coincidence!!"

Everyone gathered around and exclaimed in admiration.

The key to this matter lies in the word "cleverness".

This kind of five-character regulated verse is just a word game with few good sentences. However, as soon as he said the word "moving the eaves", the wind blew the eaves down, and it happened in the Confucius Temple, which was too magical.

Because Xinbao was worried, Emperor Mingpei sent people over and soon got a live broadcast.

Emperor Mingpei frowned at first, then suddenly realized something and couldn't help muttering: "This child! This child! This child is really..."

He kept shaking his head but didn't say anything else.

This kid really has good intentions.

She was born with a heart of crystal and a stomach of glass. She was so smart, wary and cautious towards outsiders, and observed things with a cold eye. But to her family, she was so considerate and gentle.

He had received Xinbao's warning in advance, but in this matter, ignoring the illness was the worst option, and turning the tables on the enemy was the best option.

But whether this is a counter-attack or not also depends on how to counter-attack.

You know, Ziwei Star is the star of the emperor! And Wenqu Star is a capable minister and a good prime minister. Such a title is of no help to him in ascending to this position, and it may even be a subtle obstacle.

And it is of no help to himself.

Originally, most of the people who were watching him were idlers, but after this incident, the scholars also kept a close eye on him. This put a huge pressure on him to achieve his goal of getting six yuan in the exam. If he did anything wrong, he would be ridiculed in private.

But he knew this, so why did he still do this? To put it bluntly, he wanted to achieve one thing, that is: this position must be in their family, but it doesn't have to be him.

He implicitly expressed that he was willing to do his best for his father and brothers and make up for their shortcomings.

To be honest, even Emperor Mingpei himself couldn't do this.

There are many fathers, sons and brothers who become enemies in the royal family, but in their family, Yan Qingshan has such a son, Yan Shifan has such a brother, and even... Yan Shirong has such a father and brother whom he is willing to assist, which is also a great blessing.

This family is truly likable from the bottom of one's heart.

Xinbao really didn't understand the twists and turns of these literati. She didn't even listen to what poems they recited.

What she cared about was that she had already told her brother about this warning, but he was still almost hit. Nothing had changed! Xinbao became more and more anxious as he thought about it, and murmured, "Is the jade token no longer effective?"

She grabbed Emperor Mingpeidi's sleeve and said, "My wife has just learned how to carve talismans in batches, so the jade plaque is useless now?"

Mingpeidi's mind was drawn to her. Seeing the anxious look in the little girl's eyes, he quickly comforted her: "No, no, it's impossible."

He couldn't tell her about these things, so he could only say, "Maybe my brother thought this wasn't a big deal, so he was a little frugal and didn't use the jade token."

Xin Bao said angrily, "But even without counting the ones that came later, there are still two pieces! How can you be like this, brother! You don't know the difference between the important and the unimportant! How can you be frugal in such a matter? To disregard your own safety just to save money, this is obviously stupid!"

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

"Xinbao is right!" Mingpeidi said very seriously: "Wait until brother comes back and see if Yeye doesn't scold him!"

"Right!" Xinbao rarely wanted to be lenient: "Yeye must scold him and punish him! Let him remember this lesson!!"

"Okay," Emperor Mingpei said without any principles: "Xinbao, how do you want to punish him?"

Xinbao paused.

She thought about it seriously.

Standing in the corner? My second brother is a weakling.

Punished to write? My second brother is not afraid of writing at all.

Punishment to practice martial arts? He was already practicing martial arts.

Finally, the little girl made the final decision: "Punish him to suffer!!"

So Yan Shirong was invited to the Qianqing Palace right after he entered the palace. He almost spit out the first sip of tea. He glanced at Emperor Mingpei above him and forced himself to drink it. It was so bitter that it numbed his teeth.

Then Emperor Mingpei signaled Xinbao to speak.

Xinbao doesn't want to talk to his brother.

So the little girl gestured to Fang Wuyou very seriously.

Chief Eunuch Fang had a bunch of incompetent eunuchs under his command, but they did not dare to push the issue in front of the emperor.

He could only accept his fate and stepped forward, saying, "Second Prince, where is the jade token?"

Yan Shirong coughed and silently took out the jade token from his purse, but he didn't wear it with him.

Xinbao snorted angrily.

She has really lost a lot of weight now, and looks more and more like a little girl. She is small and delicate, and every hum she makes is soft and gentle. She is so cute.

Yan Shirong smiled and said, "Xinbao, brother just thinks that the jade token is not necessary for this matter, so why bother throwing it away."

Xinbao stood up angrily: "Who said it's useless! You were almost hit by the tile! What if it missed!"

Yan Shirong smiled good-naturedly and said, "No."

"You still don't admit it!!" Xin Bao was so angry: "It obviously happened!!"

Emperor Mingpei stood beside him with a calm expression, waiting to see how he would explain.

(End of this chapter)