The empress is wild and cool, and I'll help her secure her throne

A convoy of cars slowly stopped outside Anlu Academy.

In the luxurious carriage, An Luowei, the ninth princess of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, walked down the small stairs slowly and entered the Anlu Academy surrounded by guards!

A gentle breeze blew, ruffling her skirt and hair.

She is 28 years old, with a noble and cold temperament. She looks very similar to An Luoyu and her appearance is stunning to the extreme!

The emperor of the previous dynasty had nine sons.

The seventh princess An Luoyu and the ninth princess An Luowei are siblings from the same mother and are only three years apart in age.

As soon as we entered the gate of Anlu Academy, an old gentleman with gray hair came and bowed to us together with all the students and officials of Anlu Academy!

"Meet the Ninth Princess!"

The old man shouted.

Then everyone shouted and prostrated themselves on the ground.

"No gift."

The ninth princess, An Luowei, smiled, her clear, mirror-like eyes filled with laughter. She suddenly became vivid and lively, making people stare at her in a daze!

"Senior Sub-Sage."

The Ninth Princess bowed slightly to the gray-haired old man:

"My sister insisted that I come here in person to give the old gentleman a collection of poems."

"I'm sorry to bother Senior Sub-Sage with his retreat."

Senior Sub-Sage smiled slightly, looking at the Ninth Princess with eyes full of fondness, and waved his hands repeatedly: "It's okay! It's okay!"

"Since the Ninth Princess is here in person, this old man must meet her!"

This sub-sage of Anlu Academy has reached the peak of Confucianism and Taoism. He has been in seclusion studying the world, hoping to set foot in the fairyland on land and become a Confucian sage!

With his status and position, he could have stayed in seclusion even if Empress An Luoyu had given him a collection of poems.

It’s just that the old man Cheng Zhushou, the second sage, particularly likes the Ninth Princess.

When he met the Ninth Princess for the first time, he said that An Luowei had the spirit of a great scholar, and if she stepped into Confucianism, she would become a Confucian saint in the future, so he always wanted to take the Ninth Princess as his disciple!

But the Ninth Princess was only interested in Taoism and had no interest in Confucianism, which made Cheng Zhushou uncomfortable for a long time.

Therefore, only the Ninth Princess could make the Sub-Sage come out to greet her in person.

"Ninth Princess, please move to the bamboo pavilion for a chat."

Cheng Zhushou stretched out his hand and said,

"Ye Xiuzhuan, I'm here to record the Ninth Princess's visit to Anlu Academy!"

"Yes!" Ye Haomo was delighted, and quickly bent over, holding a pen and paper, and followed quickly!

This is a good opportunity for him to show off in front of his leader!

In the bamboo pavilion, An Luowei took out a collection of poems from her arms and handed it to Cheng Zhushou.

Cheng Zhushou took the poetry collection, but his attention was all on An Luowei, and he said softly:

"How is the Ninth Princess's cultivation in the Dao sect?"

"Thank you for your concern, Senior Sub-Sage. I have reached the peak of the realm of transformation. I can write blue talismans, refine mid-grade pills, and make low-grade magic tools." The Ninth Princess nodded slightly, looking graceful, noble, and magnificent.

Cheng Zhushou looked at the Ninth Princess, his eyes still filled with regret: "If the Ninth Princess had practiced Confucianism, under my guidance, she would probably have reached the Grandmaster level by now!"

"The Eastern Zhou Dao sect is in decline, and there are no good teachers to be found. Why does the Ninth Princess insist on staying in this sect and not want to turn back?"

"I like it." The Ninth Princess smiled slightly, which made everything clear.

Then, the Ninth Princess continued:

"Besides, the path of Taoism is not in decline!"

"A few days ago, a purple talisman appeared in the capital of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty!"

"Unfortunately, my perception is limited. I was unable to lock onto the direction, and the other party's aura disappeared."

"If I can find this Taoist master from the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, I might be able to make further progress in the Daoist path!"

Only people from the Taoist sect can feel the aura used by talismans.

Even the Empress An Luoyu only knew that it was Ye Qianxuan who activated the purple talisman through the report with squinting eyes.

At the same time, in order to protect Ye Qianxuan, the empress did not tell anyone about the purple talisman and ordered the news to be blocked.

In addition, Taoism was in decline in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, so few people knew about it.

Even people like An Luowei and Cheng Zhushou are not clear about it.

"Oh? Purple Talisman?" Cheng Zhushou was slightly startled, then nodded with even more regret.

"With such a Taoist master's guidance, and Princess Nine truly liking Taoist flowers, her future will definitely be promising. I, the old man, would like to congratulate Princess Nine in advance!"

"Thank you, Senior Yasheng." An Luowei smiled slightly and held out her hand: "First, take a look at this collection of poems that my sister gave you!"

"Okay." Cheng Zhushou opened the poetry collection, which was filled with works by Ye Qianxuan.

A poem about bamboo, written in the Honglu Temple, dedicated to Zhongzhi...

After reading it, Cheng Zhushou remained silent for a long time, like a statue. He gently put down the poetry collection in his hand and looked at the Ninth Princess who was drinking tea:

"My disciple Zhongzhi seems to be familiar with the author of this collection of poems."

An Luowei nodded: "That's right! He's the corpse seamstress from Room 5 on Corpse Seam Street, and he has a very close relationship with Dean Kong!"

After these words were spoken, even Cheng Zhushou, who always maintained a gentlemanly demeanor, could hardly remain unmoved!

His eyes suddenly widened, his mouth slightly open: "Ninth Princess means that this collection of poems was written by a corpse seamstress?!"

"Yes!"

The Ninth Princess nodded slightly.

Cheng Zhushou was stunned!

Like Kong Zhongzhi, he is also very good at poetry!

I also hope that I can leave my name in history through poetry!

Immediately, he said:

"Talents like these must not be buried in Corpse Stitching Street!"

"I'll call Zhongzhi over immediately and ask him about it!"

Afterwards, a student immediately went to call Kong Zhongzhi.

Ye Haomo stood aside, feeling a little dissatisfied!

Why is it Ye Qianxuan again!

It would be fine if he earned the praise of Kong Zhongzhi, but did he also want to use this to gain the praise of the Second Sage?!

I've been in Anlu Academy for years, but I haven't received the grace I deserve. How could I let a lowly person get it?!

No!

I am not satisfied!

Ye Haomo's eyes turned, and he took this opportunity to say:

"Senior Sub-Sage, I also have a humble work that is circulating in the capital."

"It's just a work of elegance, so I'd like to ask Senior Sub-Sage for some pointers!"

"Oh? Just recite it to me." Cheng Zhushou nodded, closed his eyes and listened attentively.

"The world's most beautiful woman, my ideal lover, with a slender waist. She wakes from her sleep behind a fragrant curtain, her hair made up and wine-drunk, her face rosy like spring apricot blossoms. She loves to fan herself with a Qi silk fan, her lips covered with a gentle smile. She has a gentle heart and a refined character, unworthy of being a prostitute."

Ye Haomo recited and bowed, "Young man Mu Ai, this is a poem I wrote after a wonderful night with the top courtesan of the Jiaofang Bureau. It's called 'Ode to Fragrant Condensation'."

The Ninth Princess nodded. "I've heard of this poem. It's about a talented scholar and a beautiful woman, and it's very interesting. It became a huge hit among scholars in the capital in just a few days!"

"Xiang Ning only said that it was written by a Mr. Ye. I didn't expect that Mr. Ye was actually the editor of Anlu Academy, Mr. Ye Haomo."

"Princess Nine, please forgive me for making trouble." Ye Haomo was overjoyed.

Anyway, it's a poem that no one claims, and it happens to be signed by Mr. Ye, so I can use it to show off!

Anyway, it is impossible for a great scholar like Senior Yasheng to go to a courtesan to verify it!

Whatever you say is true!

Sure enough, Cheng Zhushou was so shocked by this poem that he remained silent for a long time.

Finally, he put on a serious expression, savored it for a long time, and then sighed deeply:

"You are truly ingenious to be able to write about a prostitute in such a graceful and charming way!"

"Needless to say, in the poetry collection gifted by Her Majesty the Empress, the corpse tailor's poems like 'When my flower blooms, all other flowers die' and 'How can we be considered ordinary people?' are very different from the choice of words and the charm of your poem!"

"Even I, I'm afraid, can't write a poem with such profound artistic conception and outstanding charm. It can truly be called the masterpiece of the Jiaofangsi!"

"What a pity, why did they only send an oiran?"

"Such a masterpiece, is it used on a prostitute? Does she deserve it?"

Ye Haomo quickly tilted his head and bowed, pretending to listen to the teacher's instructions!

Cheng Zhushou recited the poem "Ode to Fragrant Condensation" again. The more he read it, the more he liked it. He looked at Ye Haomo and said, "It's really a waste of your talent to be a mere editor!"

"Devote all your life to the Eastern Zhou Dynasty! It's only right!" Ye Haomo was ecstatic and quickly bowed down!

"When Zhongzhi comes, I'll tell him not to bury this talent!"

"Based on this poem alone, you are worthy of being a bachelor!"

"Come, come, come! Sit down and enjoy some fragrant tea with the Ninth Princess and me! See if you can gain some insights and write a poem that will be passed down through the ages. That would be a wonderful story!"

Cheng Zhushou nodded repeatedly, looked at Ye Haomo with great admiration, and invited Ye Haomo to sit down!

After all, no scholar can resist the temptation of leaving his name in history!

If his disciple Kong Zhongzhi had done it, how could he, as his teacher, fall behind?

I must get a poem "Presented to the Second Sage Cheng Zhu Shou" today!

"Senior Sub-Sage has come out of retreat and found such a talented poet. Congratulations!" An Luowei also bowed and said.

Ye Haomo stood up, his expression very excited!

I am finally going to be successful!

Ye Qianxuan, you can't beat me!