My husband, please respect yourself. The princess is here to grab the bride.

The most shocked person was King Zhenxi Dongfang Ba!

No one can understand the true meaning of this poem better than him!

Even great scholars like Mr. Si and Mr. Fang can't do it!

This is a poem written about the frontier!

frontier fortress,

Only those who have truly experienced the dangers of the frontier, seen the blood shed on the frontier, and deeply experienced the desolation and wildness of the frontier can understand the poignant beauty in this poem.

Only then can you truly understand the longing of the soldiers guarding the border for their loved ones!

Especially the King of Zhenxi, he once personally led the western border troops into the western wilderness to kill the enemy for thousands of miles!

Kill from spring to autumn.

Killing from autumn to winter!

He had experienced the tension of being surrounded by barbarians on the grasslands, and after breaking through the siege, he had also witnessed the bleak scene of a battlefield with long smoke, setting sun and a lonely city closed in the thousands of mountains.

In order to drive out the barbarians, he spent three years traveling thousands of miles outside the Great Wall to reach Yanran Mountain, captured the Golden Staff Chanyu, and temporarily eliminated the great threat to the western border of Xingguo that had plagued the country for a hundred years!

What was life like for you during those three years?

What kind of life did the soldiers live?

How could those civil servants in the court know this? They flatter the emperor in court and drink wine after court.

In the six years since the emperor ascended the throne, he seems to have forgotten the aspirations of the previous emperor.

He emphasizes literature and restrains martial arts, emphasizing internal affairs over external affairs.

In just six years...

Hey!

When the King of Zhenxi heard this poem, he was moved and couldn't help sighing.

It’s just in my heart!

These words cannot be said,

Can't say!

Even if he is the dignified King of Zhenxi, it won’t work!

Bai Shaoqiu's frontier poem touched his heart. While he was melancholy about the future of Xingguo, he was also happy that he did not kill his son-in-law with a knife that evening.

This son-in-law may not be able to hold a knife, but he can hold a pen!

His pen is sharper than many knives in Xingguo today!

This is good.

Not very good either.

Because the military generals of Xingguo who still have blood in their veins will like this poem very much, but the emperor will definitely not like it!

Those wimps in the court won't like it either.

So, the King of Zhenxi was conflicted again.

The princess obviously appreciated the excellence of the poem, but she also felt the potential harm it might bring to Bai Shaoqiu.

But she looked at King Zhenxi and smiled.

This smile, on the contrary, made the King of Zhenxi understand—

If Bai Shaoqiu's words were to reach the emperor's ears, he would definitely be dissatisfied. Even if Bai Shaoqiu went to Kyoto to see the emperor next autumn, the emperor would not revoke the imperial decree granting him marriage because of his talent!

Talent is talent.

Being of the same mind as the emperor is more important than talent!

Bai Shaoqiu sang praises of the frontier, which went against the emperor's mentality.

Therefore, he could not become the person the emperor liked, and he could only return to Xiling City to be the son-in-law of the prince's palace!

That’s good!

……

……

In the Ninth Princess’ cabin.

Dongfang Changying was also looking at the poem brought by the black-armored guard.

All the tension and anxiety she felt because of the song "The Golden Hairpin" disappeared at this moment!

Her eyes widened, her face filled with shock and disbelief.

"Your Highness..."

Tang Xianxian had read this poem. She had no idea what the frontier was like before, but now she had some understanding of it from Bai Shaoqiu's poem.

Only a little!

But she knew that Dongfang Changying's feelings must be even deeper.

"how?"

"Old Qin said his talent is as high as a three-story building... I was skeptical just now."

Tang Xianxian leaned over: "What about now?"

"Now……"

Dongfang Changying raised his head and looked at Tang Xianxian with a proud smile:

"My husband, his talent is as high as a three-story building!"

She used my husband!

As soon as these words came out, Tang Xianxian's heart suddenly tightened, as if being pricked by a needle.

But Bai Shaoqiu is really Dongfang Changying’s husband!

What's wrong with me?

He scored five A-level marks in a row... A handsome young man with talent as high as a three-story building... Looking across the entire Xingguo, how many people can match him?

Even if it was said that Elder Qin's evaluation of him was biased, Elder Si and Elder Fang, the two great scholars, called him "brother"...

Such a young man is unparalleled in the world!

It was clearly me who discovered his talent in the library of Shangling Academy!

If he had not let Jubao Money House create the gambling incident that shocked the whole city, Dongfang Changying would probably still be trying to escape this marriage in some unknown place!

Careless!

The Ninth Princess Tang Xianxian was regretting it so much at this moment!

Isn't it better to be quiet?

Knowing his talent, wouldn't it be better not to let him become famous?

Wouldn't it be better if I could return to Beijing as soon as possible and ask my aunt to ask my father to revoke the imperial edict?

Dongfang Changying would be happy because of his freedom.

She will even be extremely grateful to herself!

Bai Shaoqiu regained his freedom and asked his father to issue an imperial decree to summon him as a consort...

Bai Shaoqiu belongs to me, Tang Xianxian!

The one who will regret it will be you, Dongfang Changying!

"Your Highness..."

Dongfang Changying saw Tang Xianxian remained silent for a long time, looking as if she was about to fly away. She quickly called out, and finally pulled Tang Xianxian out of her regret and remorse:

"what!"

"You, you're not really planning on hitting on my husband, are you?"

Tang Xianxian pursed her lips and rolled her eyes at Dongfang Changying: "Then you better keep a close eye on him, or I might bring people to snatch him away!"

Dongfang Changying chuckled and suddenly whispered:

"You...really like him!"

This is not a doubt, it is a certainty.

Tang Xianxian's face suddenly turned red, and she did not admit it.

No denial either!

The extremely clever Dongfang Changying had obviously seen through it.

The joy on her face suddenly dimmed. Tang Xianxian thought that she had hurt Dongfang Changying's heart, but unexpectedly Dongfang Changying stood up, closed the door, came back and sat down, and said very seriously:

"It's just you and me here."

"Now it seems that even if he can't win the championship, he can still participate in the Xiangshan Literary Festival!"

Tang Xianxian asked doubtfully:

"Why?"

"Because these poems will be brought to Kyoto, and there will be people in Kyoto who want him to go there!"

"Isn't this a good thing?"

Dongfang Changying shook his head solemnly:

"Originally, it wasn't a bad thing, but now...his poem 'Fisherman's Pride, Autumn Thoughts' is so well written that it's become a bad thing."

Tang Xianxian was stunned, looking bewildered: "What's the logic behind this?"

"...Then I'll speak frankly. Don't let this be passed on to anybody else!"

Seeing Dongfang Changying so cautious, Tang Xianxian calmed down and nodded.

"Your Highness, do you know that the civil officials in the court do not want to fight?"

"Old General Fu of the Taiwei Mansion was dismissed from his post because he strongly advocated for the northern border troops to march out of Beigu Pass to fight Beiliang again. This veteran, who had spent his entire military career, is now said to be farming at the mansion!"

"Wei Buyi, the Northern Frontier General who also advocated war, was recalled to Kyoto... He should be on his way to Kyoto now."

"The fighting in the north has not yet begun, but the outcome of the struggle between the warring and peaceful factions is already clear."

"Officials led by Left Prime Minister Ye Qionglou are advocating for peace talks. They have completely gained the upper hand. Right Prime Minister Qin Shiwen, the old Qin, is still struggling to hold on... but it's difficult!"

"Over the years, few of the generals who once made great contributions to the prosperity of the country have met a good end."

"Ye Qionglou's faction is almost victorious, but he still needs to deliver a final blow to Qin Lao's faction!"

"Shaoqiu chose this moment to write a poem praising the border troops... Do you understand what I mean now?"

Tang Xianxian immediately sat up straight.

She naturally understood.

The peace faction in Kyoto, led by Prime Minister Ye, will definitely not allow ideas like Bai Shaoqiu to be spread in the court!

They want to suppress the pro-war faction!

They will never allow any poems praising the frontier to appear!

So what will they do to Bai Shaoqiu?

Will he be killed for this?

Wouldn't it be his own death if he went to Kyoto?

Tang Xianxian suddenly became nervous.