After listening to Mu Zhuohua's story about Prince Ding, Guo Juli was immediately in awe: "Your Highness Prince Ding is really amazing."
Mu Zhuohua nodded and said: "Yes, the peace and stability of Chen State in recent years are inseparable from the contributions of His Highness Prince Ding."
Guo Juli wondered: "Since His Highness Prince Ding is so powerful, how dare they disrespect Prince Ding?"
Mu Zhuohua sighed: "Because this tiger is injured. Three years ago, Prince Ding fought a decisive battle with the Northern Liang Army and was surrounded. Three thousand elite soldiers were killed or wounded, and even Prince Ding's life was hanging by a thread. Fortunately, the eldest prince led his troops deep into the hinterland and rescued Prince Ding. However After this battle, Prince Ding was seriously injured, so he handed over most of his military power to the eldest prince. Otherwise..." Mu Zhuohua raised his eyelids, looked at Wen Shizong who was talking on the stage below, and chuckled, "How can these people have the turn to speak nonsense."
Guo Juli curled his lips: "That Wen Shizong cursed the tiger, which was an attack on Prince Ding, but how did he know that the eldest prince and Prince Ding were not in the same group? Didn't the eldest prince save Prince Ding?"
Mu Zhuohua smiled and touched Guo Juli's head: "Because you think too little, and they think too much."
Guo Juli tilted his head, looking confused.
Mu Zhuohua lowered his voice and said: "They are full of conspiracy theories, thinking that Prince Ding was defeated because the eldest prince interfered in order to seize power from Prince Ding." Guo Juli was
dumbfounded, and said for a long time: "The brains of adults are really complicated..."
Wen Shizong's speech below also ended here, in exchange for applause from the whole room.
"You are worthy of being the Wenshizong, with solid arguments and powerful arguments!"
"Wenshizong is a loyal man and a role model for our generation."
"Then Shen Jinghong probably doesn't dare to come today."
A hearty laugh suddenly rang out from the noisy crowd: "How dare I disappoint you when you think of me so much?"
The crowd was silent for a moment.
Mu Zhuohua's eyes lit up and he stretched his neck to look downstairs.
The crowd naturally parted into a path, and a young man in a white robe slowly walked over. His sword-like eyebrows were flying, his eyes were full of stars, and there was a lazy smile on his handsome face, as if he didn't take this world seriously at all. The eyes of the whole audience were focused on him. He raised his hand and waved to everyone, smiling and saying, "I've kept you waiting for a long time."
Someone shouted provocatively, "Mr. Shen, why are you so late today? Are you scared?"
Shen Jinghong smiled and said, "I just helped an old lady cross the bridge, so I was late."
Everyone laughed softly.
The man said with an unpleasant expression: "Mr. Shen, you are joking."
Shen Jinghong's face was serious: "Didn't you make the joke first?"
What he said just now was - Shen Jinghong was scared.
Everyone laughed.
Wen Shizong saw that Shen Jinghong had taken away all his attention as soon as he came, and he coughed twice in displeasure, shaking his fan, looking down at Shen Jinghong: "Mr. Shen, this is a place to discuss Taoism, not a place to joke."
Shen Jinghong then looked at Wen Shizong, raised his eyebrows in surprise, and asked seriously: "Mr. Wen, I have a question to ask you."
Wen Shizong curled his lips: "I don't deserve it, please go ahead, Mr. Shen."
Shen Jinghong asked seriously: "It's cold today, and the snow is falling non-stop. Don't you feel cold when you fan yourself?"
Mu Zhuohua couldn't help laughing when he heard this.
Shen Jinghong added a serious remark to Wen Shizong who looked grim: "Master Wen is really good at both civil and military affairs. I am not as good as him."
Everyone laughed: "Hahahahahahahahahaha... Wen Shizong who is good at both civil and military affairs!"
Mu Zhuohua covered his mouth and laughed, and said to Guo Juli: "Juli, you should learn from that man's words. They are more poisonous than arsenic. From today on, good at both civil and military affairs will become an insult."
Wen Shizong's face turned red and white. He couldn't stay any longer, so he hurried off the stage and fled.
Mu Zhuohua really believed in the authority of the Wenbang this time. Shen Jinghong hadn't even stepped onto the stage yet, but he had already scolded him away with just two sentences. He didn't even use dirty words to scold people, but only praised people, so that people couldn't say anything back.
As soon as Wen Shizong left, the stage was suddenly empty. Everyone urged Shen Jinghong to step onto the stage. Shen Jinghong bowed and walked up with a smile.
"It's really hard to refuse such a kind invitation. Since you are so supportive, I will just say a few words."
Shen Jinghong walked up to the stage and looked at the words on the screen carefully: "Raising a tiger to cause trouble? Which coward came up with this question?"
Someone below said: "These questions are all from literary masters."
Shen Jinghong waved his hand disapprovingly: "Literary masters are not necessarily brave and resourceful. This question is not worth mentioning. I will correct it for him."
After Shen Jinghong said this, he walked to the side, picked up the wolf-hair brush, dipped it in ink, and started to write on the screen. The brush made a heavy stroke on the word "trouble", and then wrote another big word next to it with flying dragons and phoenixes.
Just watching him put pen to paper, Mu Zhuohua couldn't help but sigh softly: "Good calligraphy, iron-stroked and silver-hooked. This person has a lot of ideas in his mind. He is really a stunning person."
Shen Jinghong stopped writing and flicked the wolf-hair brush aside.
"Use?" Everyone looked at the words on the screen and read out hesitantly, "Raising tigers for - use?"
Shen Jinghong clapped his hands and said, "If ordinary people raise tigers, it will naturally become a nuisance. If a saint raises tigers, they can use them. Tigers are fierce beasts. Is there anything wrong with being fierce? Is there anything wrong with being a beast?" Shen Jinghong shook his head, "It's wrong to be cowardly. So I said that the person who asked the question is cowardly. Using one's own cowardice to guess the courage of a saint, this is a broken question, I don't even bother to say more."
Shen Jinghong really stopped talking after he finished speaking. He turned around and walked down the writing platform, leaving everyone looking at each other in bewilderment.
After a long while, a voice rang out in the crowd: "Who is the top of today's list?"
One person said sarcastically: "I said it is Wen Shizong, who is both civil and military. Do you agree?"
Everyone laughed.
The shopkeeper walked up to the writing platform and said with a smile: "Then the top of today's list is still-"
Everyone said: "Shen Jinghong!"
Mu Zhuohua and Guo Juli returned to their seats.
"Miss, that Shen Jinghong looks so powerful." Guo Juli bit his steamed bun in admiration.
Mu Zhuohua also nodded: "He is indeed a man of extraordinary bearing, and he is also very good at flattering. This is raising a tiger for use, and he flatters everyone at once. I am really ashamed of myself."
Guo Juli said sincerely: "Miss, don't say that, you are also very good at flattering."
Mu Zhuohua glared at her: "You should learn well, but you flattered my horse's leg!"
Guo Juli pouted aggrievedly: "Miss, don't be angry, I will learn well..."
Mu Zhuohua looked at the big words on the screen downstairs, propped up her chin and thought: "This Wenzheng Building, I'm afraid there is some background."
Guo Juli blinked and watched.
"The shopkeeper can't be unaware of what topics are in the literary world. The topic of raising a tiger to cause trouble is too dangerous. He dared to release it, so he must have someone to rely on behind him. What's worse, he was ordered to release the topic... No, this is impossible. What's the benefit of releasing this topic? Even if we want to take sides, it's not the right time yet. Doing so is more like sowing discord... Is there anyone who wants to sow discord between the eldest prince and Prince Ding?"
"Miss, is it that complicated?"
Mu Zhuohua took a sip of cold tea and sighed, "When the gods fight, the fish in the pond will suffer. I just want to get promoted and make money, but I don't want to be cannon fodder. I think it's better to forget about becoming famous. Let's keep a low profile. What's more, the capital now has a figure like Shen Jinghong. It will be difficult for others to become famous. I'm afraid that they will fail to become famous and become "both civil and military". "
The crowd gradually dispersed, and the master and servant also left Wenzheng Building with a burp.
These people didn't know that their every word and action fell into the eyes of those who had ulterior motives.
"Uncle, this Shen Jinghong can be of great use."
In the hidden wing room, the scent of pinewood was faintly burning. The man in green shirt knelt on the couch, his posture was elegant and calm, his back was as straight as a pine tree, in the mist of tea fragrance, his slender white fingers held the tea cup steadily, and the fragrant and clear tea drew a beautiful arc in the air and fell into the white porcelain teacup. He lowered his eyebrows and looked at the teacup in his hand, his eyebrows were focused and gentle, his lips were slightly upturned, as if smiling, every move was like a painting, like a new mountain after rain, a calm lake and autumn moon.
It is hard to imagine that such a gentle person is the killing god, the god of war, and the Ding Wang Liu Yan in the mouth of the world.
The one standing beside him and talking is the eldest prince in the mouth of the people, Liu Chen. Liu Chen is still young, only nineteen this year, one year older than when Liu Yan became famous, but he is not as calm as he was back then. His handsome eyebrows can't hide the impulse and impetuousness of the young man.
"Chen'er, have a cup of tea first." The slender fingers holding the porcelain white teacup were like a beautiful painting.
Liu Chen didn't want to drink tea, but he still took the teacup and put it on the table.
"Uncle, I didn't ask you to come here today to drink tea. Do you think Shen Jinghong should be recruited?" Although he asked this, the passion in Liu Chen's eyes revealed his determination to win.
Liu Yan looked at the teacup with regret. After all, the cup of tea was cold because no one appreciated it.
"Chen'er, you are the chief examiner and he is the candidate, so he is naturally your disciple."
"This relationship is not enough, I want him to truly serve me!" Liu Chen looked determined to win, "Liu Yu has privately recruited many retainers, and their brothers' thoughts are obvious. Although my father has asked me to be the examiner of this examination, I cannot relax as long as the position of the crown prince is not decided."
Liu Yan said in a gentle voice, "The emperor's heart is naturally more inclined to you. You are the eldest son and have made contributions. If you don't fight or grab it, this position will be yours. The matter of fighting for the throne will hurt the emperor's heart. Whoever moves first between you brothers will lose."
Liu Chen was stunned and calmed down. His eyes turned, thinking about Liu Yan's words, and after a long while he had to nod and admit it.
"Uncle, you are right. I am agitated. But I cannot help but be on guard... Today's question, do you think Liu Yu secretly asked someone to post it to sow discord between you and me?"
Liu Yan's eyes moved: "Did you become suspicious after hearing what that woman said?"
They were sitting in this room just now, and they could clearly hear the voices outside. For those who couldn't hear clearly, someone secretly wrote down everyone's words and passed them in. This naturally included the conversation between Mu Zhuohua and Guo Juli.
"Although she is a woman, she is also knowledgeable. What she said does make sense."
The two did not see the faces of Mu Zhuohua and her servant, nor did they know their names. They only knew that they were candidates for this year's exam.
"Although women can participate in the imperial examinations nowadays, there are few participants, and those who make the list are even rarer. You can also pay attention to this person, Chen'er, maybe she is also a useful person." "She is just a woman, what can she be capable of." Liu Chen shook his head disapprovingly, not taking Liu Yan's words to heart at all. He was still thinking about the amazing Shen Jinghong.
If he had his eyes on Wen Shizong a few days ago, he would have had talent. He was born in the Jiangzuo Wen family. Although it was a later-rising family, it had some background. Wen Shizong's uncle was a trusted privy councilor of the emperor. How could he have been so vulnerable in front of the poor scholar Shen Jinghong? His literary reputation was tarnished, and he became a chicken rib in Liu Chen's eyes.
Liu Chen was always stubborn. Seeing that he had his own ideas, Liu Yan did not say much to dissuade him.
"Chen'er, is my brother feeling better these days?"
When Liu Yan asked about the emperor's health, Liu Chen withdrew his thoughts, and a layer of depression appeared between his brows. "I came to pay my respects today and heard from my mother that the prescription had been changed. After taking the new medicine for a few days, he seemed to be in better spirits, but his condition did not improve."
"The miracle doctor invited by Princess Roujia... can't do anything?" Liu Yan sighed softly...
Liu Chen shook his head: "My sister has traveled all over the world for three years, looking for famous doctors, but no one can help."
"My brother is worth a fortune, even a miracle doctor dare not use medicine easily, and conservative treatment is difficult to cure the root cause." Liu Yan sighed.
"Three years ago, you were seriously injured and poisoned, and you had to scrape your bones to treat the poison. It was really dangerous at the time. Who dared to use such an extreme method on my father? My sister has been looking for miracle doctors among the people, but it was in vain. The best doctors in the world are all in the Imperial Hospital. The Imperial Hospital can't do anything, so what can the doctors among the people do?" Liu Chen frowned.
"If those doctors in the Imperial Hospital were still here..."
Liu Yan was interrupted by Liu Chen before he finished speaking: "Those doctors couldn't even take care of the emperor's uncle's mother, which shows that they are mediocre doctors."
When Concubine Yun had a difficult childbirth, her mother died despite the child's survival. Many imperial doctors were demoted and convicted for this. Even if they saved hundreds of people, it was not enough to make up for the crime caused by a single mistake.
It is easy to cure a disease, but difficult to save a life.
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