After I resigned, I became popular in the whole universe [Quick Transmigration]

"Heh." Si Qi imitated his attitude just now, heheed exactly the same, and he heard that Zhuangyuan Lang had nowhere to stay, and then said: "I don't know if you are here to discuss important matters?"

The eyes of everyone looking at Si Qi were no longer the same as they were before. They only looked at a junior with great potential, and said with high hopes: "That's right. In recent months, the Fourth Prince's joint memorials have attracted His Majesty's attention. "

"Hey, many of them are the contents that we are discussing and researching, how could he have taken the opportunity to all of them..."

"It's bad luck!"

"It is said that this is what the concubine Zhao Er thought. This woman is so talented that she can defeat a hundred..."

"A mere girl can actually..."

"It's a pity that she is already married to the Fourth Prince, so she is destined to be useless for us..."

Several people chattered at one another, and Si Qi nodded slowly after hearing this.

It turned out that the daughter of the world once again stole the prince's credit and passed on all the good strategies recorded in history to her sweetheart, the fourth prince.

With the existence of the daughter of the world, many excellent policies that have appeared in the history of this dynasty can no longer be used by Si Qi.

Even if it is used, it is just a collision with the daughter of the world, and the two sides fight to a tie.

Picking up people's teeth is not Si Qi's habit of doing things.

Si Qi said directly: "What is there to discuss?"

Everyone frowned: "How can such a big matter be treated with care?"

Si Qi said frankly: "We can't stop the fourth prince from making good strategies frequently, and it's useless to discuss 'why the enemy is so strong'. However, we can offer His Highness far more and better countermeasures than the other party, in exchange for His Majesty's favor. Come on, Your Majesty will know that even if the Fourth Prince is talented, he is not as good as one ten-thousandth of our Highness."

Everyone retorted subconsciously: "You think those arguments are so easy to come up with—"

In the middle of the conversation, they remembered the article that Si Qi recited on the spot just now, and seeing Si Qi's confident and lazy smile at the moment, they suddenly couldn't continue.

Si Qi twitched his sleeves casually, his facial features were as handsome and outstanding as his sister Si Peihuan's, and his every move was astonishingly dazzling.The so-called poetic and literary spirit is self-sufficient, and the talent that comes from within makes him not inferior even if he is among the Confucians.

Sitting in the first place beside him, the prince who was quietly listening to the discussion, saw the confident appearance of the young man in the crowd, his eyes unconsciously darkened.

He didn't know why he treated Si Qi so differently, maybe it was because of Si Qi's close relationship with him, he said softly, "No hurry, sit down and talk. Come here, serve Si Ju some tea."

Seeing the prince's amiable appearance towards Si Qi, all the staff members were immediately amazed.They had never seen His Majesty who showed such an amiable attitude to anyone, and his most common expression was indifference and unpredictable.

Just thinking about Si Qi's astonishing ability, it seems that no matter how courteous a corporal can be, everyone immediately gave him the seat at the lower end of the crown prince, eagerly waiting for his speech.

Si Qi didn't refuse, and he didn't mean to be flattered. He sat down generously, took a cup of hot tea from the crown prince, and said with a smile, "Thank you, Your Highness."

policy theory?policy?Coincidentally, this is something he is good at...

Isn't it just to help Chu Yan become the king of God?That was the glory that Chu Feng should have.

He took it back for Chu Feng.

Thinking of this, Si Qi opened his mouth slowly, and analyzed the pros and cons of the memorials presented by the Fourth Prince one by one.Point out the deficiencies in it, and directly state a good strategy that is far better than the other party by a hundred times.

The light in the eyes of the staff around them became brighter and brighter, and in the end they simply blushed, unable to contain their excitement.

After drinking a pot of tea, all the staff members were amazed and convinced by Si Qi's seemingly endless astonishing political remarks.

The always indifferent prince even laughed out loud in public, saying, "It's my luck to have Si Qi", so highly praised, but no one in the room raised any objection.

It is precisely because they have something in their stomachs that they understand more and more clearly that Si Qi is a man with profound knowledge and infinite wisdom.

Everyone hurriedly recorded every key point that Si Qi said, and later organized these words into a memorial and dedicated it to the present Holy Majesty.

Presumably, it will definitely make him happy, and he will turn his attention to His Highness the Crown Prince again.

With encouragement in Chu Yan's eyes, he said to Si Qi: "You deserve a great reward for making such great achievements. But if you have any wishes, just say it, Gu will definitely satisfy you."

Generally at this time, the courtiers will more or less decline a few words to express humility and loyalty.

But Si Qi said, "Indeed there are."

"Oh, let's hear it." Chu Yan said with interest.

Si Qi: "I need the right to use a coastal area to study some things. I also need the right to cast iron to make the necessary utensils."

It has been less than half a year since the enemy country invaded, and Si Qi wanted to help Chu Yan, so naturally he couldn't sit still.

After hearing this, the staff frowned slightly and said, "Salt, iron, and tea are all controlled by the imperial court..."

If it is asking for money and beauty, it is not a problem for the prince.But when it comes to ironware and territory, the nature of this topic is more subtle.

Who knows what you want to do?

After pondering for a moment, the prince directly agreed: "I will ask my father alone for instructions, and there will be results in a few days."

"Your Highness..." an aide said worriedly.

Chu Feng: "It's okay, what Juren said must be on target, I just believe him."

Seeing that he had made up his mind, everyone could only refuse to give up even though he was secretly worried. It looked like Si Qi's eyes were somewhat critical.

Si Qi didn't explain, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Thank you for your trust, Your Highness, Qi Ding will not let you down."

After finishing speaking, Si Qi suddenly thought of another thing: "Just now we only discussed how to offer a better strategy than the Fourth Prince, but we didn't mention many existing problems in Chu State."

When everyone heard the words, they realized Si Qi's unfinished intentions, immediately laughed out loud, and said with great anticipation: "You still have more suggestions? Tell me quickly!"

Si Qi asked the guards on the side to refill another pot of tea, and slowly said one after another good recipes for governing the country that are beneficial to the country.The content is from rough to fine, and the sentences point to the core, no matter who can understand the meaning inside.

It seemed that Si Qi was deeply afraid that they would not be able to understand some of the joints, so he even explained every step clearly, almost teaching them hand in hand, and the people who spoke were thorough.

Occasionally someone raised a question, and Si Qi was able to answer it quickly. It seemed that he had thought about these policies many times in his mind before he became so clear.

In comparison, the Fourth Prince's situation of deducing an outline based on the results rather than presenting strategies and opinions, and letting others figure it out by themselves, asking questions and knowing nothing at all, can't be compared with Si Qi at all.

From conception, to implementation, to decision-making, Si Qi's side is absolutely crushing.

This conversation lasted from noon to dusk, and a group of powerful people who had read poetry and books were fascinated by it, and they wished to drag Si Qi into a long talk with him all night, and would not let him go.

It was Prince Chu who knew that Si Qi was not in good health, so he stopped everyone and sent Si Qi back in person.And told him to take medicine on time and take care of his health.

Si Qi listened with a smile, but he was muttering in his heart that the traditional Chinese medicine in this world is so bitter, who would want to drink it.He is young, strong and strong, and he just has a little cold, and he will be fine after a while.

Prince Chu glanced at him, as if he could guess what he was thinking, and said in a warm voice: "If you are afraid of suffering, I will send someone to deliver caramelized apricot plums later. After drinking the medicine, it can relieve the bitterness."

Si Qi subconsciously said: "Your Highness, I am not a child, so I don't care about the pain of medicine."

His Highness nodded, as if he believed it. "You are very important to Gu. Gu will send an imperial doctor to check on your physical condition regularly. Don't let Gu worry."

Si Qi: "..."

Si Qi forced a smile: "Of course not... Don't worry, Your Highness."

The prince was very satisfied with the answer, and he gave a few more instructions, expressing his deep love for talents, and then left.

Si Qi was a little frustrated, and murmured: "It seems that we must quickly invent the cold medicine of this world..."

Otherwise, I would have to drink several bowls of traditional Chinese medicine for any minor illness in the future, which would be too miserable.

He turned around and walked back to the dilapidated small courtyard at home, and there was a faint smell of food in the air.Si Peihuan had already prepared meals and waited for him. When he heard voices coming out from the yard, he smiled at him and said softly, "Come in, my sister cooked the dishes you like."

Such a peaceful appearance, as if it has appeared countless times in memory, is reassuring.But if Si Qi hadn't appeared in this morning's crisis, it would have been a completely different hellish scene.

Si Qi lowered his eyes slightly, and while talking to his sister with a smile, he went to wash his hands in the basin, looked down at the reflection on the water, and thought about how to avenge his revenge.

The current emperor of Chu State is a pragmatic person, he loves talents like his life, and attaches great importance to educated people.

Under the influence of others, the children of the capital have also acquired the habit of respecting literati.If someone can write a well-respected and good poem, then no matter what origin, family background, or where the other party goes, they will all be treated with three points of courtesy.

Because of this cultural characteristic, Zhao Er, the daughter of the world, took advantage of it after coming to this world.

A song "Bamboo and Stone" expresses the tenacity and tenacity of bamboo, and vividly depicts the charm of rock bamboo.It seems to be writing about bamboo, but it is actually about people, vividly depicting the author's high-spirited, upright, strong, and unyielding heart.

Because of this poem, she was able to wipe away the stigma of the concubine Zhao'er in this era in one fell swoop, making the originally mediocre concubine of the Zhao family become a positive, optimistic and proud representative in the hearts of everyone.

After that, "Wandering Zi Yin", which praised maternal love, solved the misunderstanding of the relationship between her and her aunt.

A "Long Song Xing" has inspired many young people's inner ambitions.

A piece of "Fixing the Storm" fully shows Zhao Er's playful and lively nature, expresses her free and easy life of fighting against the wind and rain and laughing proudly, and tells her boldness of not being afraid of the ups and downs of life.

Just because of the poems that made her famous one after another, no matter how many appalling and impossible things she will do in the future, she will be criticized by the public opinion. Who is afraid? A cloud of mist and rain, let him live forever", and the group of ordinary people who are not as skilled as others have nothing to say.

This has led to a lot of behaviors that are shameless and regardless of superiority and inferiority when put on other women. Putting it on Zhao Er, that is to do things in my own way that is worthy of my heart, and it is the character of a peerless talented woman.

Some people may be dissatisfied with Zhao Er's outrageous behavior, but some people are fascinated by such an eclectic Zhao Er, impressed by her personality charm, and think that Zhao Er is really a strange woman.

When Si Qi carefully recalled the memories of the daughter of the world in his mind, he was almost not overwhelmed by Zhao Er's various "great achievements", and he was quite embarrassed when he saw through the pretending.

It can only be said that the daughter of the world is worthy of being the daughter of the world, and she is shamelessly comparable to Chen Yi from the previous world.

Counting the time, the annual poetry fair in Beijing is about to start again.In the beginning, the reason why Zhao Er became famous was because she recited the song "Standing on the Green Mountain and Not Relaxing" at the poetry meeting, which made her name initially spread.

Later, she married and became the fourth princess. Being used to modern life, she didn't have the slightest idea of ​​living in a deep boudoir to care for her husband and raise her children. She was still active in front of everyone, unwilling to be lonely, as before.

Presumably, she will not miss this year's poetry meeting.

Thinking of this, Si Qi picked up the pen and paper, and prepared to write a book to give the daughter of the world a big surprise.

It's the day, the day of the poetry meeting.

As soon as Si Qi arrived at the venue of the poetry meeting, he was greeted by a group of well-mannered and well-known children, who waved their hands to him with a smile.

Although Si Qi missed the imperial examination this time due to serious illness, everyone believes that with Si Qi's talent and learning, the top three in the next imperial examination will definitely be in his pocket.

Everyone was only sorry that he had lost his reputation for nothing, but no one had ever questioned his ability, let alone offended him by secretly mocking him.

They all expressed their condolences to him.

Si Qi shook his head slowly, without any regrets: "Misfortune comes with blessings. Although I missed the imperial examination, I also found an adventure."

Everyone was suddenly curious: "What kind of adventure is more rare than fame?"

Seeing that some of the people present had a good relationship with Zhao Er, and they were even Zhao Er's "believers", he said, "Do you know why I suddenly became seriously ill?"

One person said: "I heard that you fell into the water? Suffering from the wind and cold?"

Si Qi nodded: "It is true that I fell into the water. I can't swim, and after being unconscious, I soaked in the water all night, and almost froze to death."

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, and before they could speak, Si Qi said again: "Fortunately, he was rescued by the gods, and only then did he recover his life."

Everyone was skeptical: "Immortal? What evidence do you have?"

Si Qi smiled slightly: "Of course there is evidence."

He took out a collection of poems from his pocket, glanced at the crowd, and said: "This thing is absolutely unique in the world, and no one in the world can match it. I have no intention of taking it as my own, and it should be made public. However..."

Under the increasingly curious eyes of everyone, he said slowly: "I'm afraid I'm not the only one who got this gift from the gods."

Everyone was puzzled and didn't understand what it meant, Si Qi smiled and said: "Since the poetry meeting hasn't started yet, let's go to the private room to enjoy this book first."

Everyone was so itchy by Si Qi's words, they hurriedly said, "Just go!"

They wanted to see what was written in Si Qi's arms.It can make Si Qi miss the imperial examination without the slightest regret, and still be so mysterious in his speech.

The poetry meeting started at Chen hour in the morning, and many people looked at the seats suspiciously, and found that many people were missing.

"How can Mr. Li return to the future?"

"I just saw it clearly."

"Master Qi is gone too."

"Master Qi said that the concubine would attend the poetry meeting. He was obviously excited for a long time. Why did he suddenly disappear?"

"Ah, it's the princess! The princess is indeed here!"

An extremely excited voice sounded, and everyone subconsciously looked in the same direction.

A woman strode into the pavilion with a smile that showed no shyness or tenderness on her face, and looked at everyone present with a hearty and generous look.

The waterfall-like ink hair was not neatly tidied up, and a uniquely shaped agate hairpin was randomly inserted as an embellishment, and the rest were left behind freely.

Wearing light and close-fitting clothes, the light pink ribbon outlines the slender waist, showing a delicate and pretty figure, attracting the attention of many people.

Seeing that there were still all men present, she said helplessly, "Didn't you invite a lot of younger sisters over here, why are you a group of scholars?"

Someone laughed and said, "It must have been stopped by the elders in the family. Not everyone can treat everything with an equal heart like you and me."

"There are a lot of gossip outside, perhaps to avoid suspicion."

"Ridiculous! As the princess said, we are not afraid of the slanting shadow, so why should we care about other people's thoughts? It is because their hearts are dirty, which shows the villain's heart!"

Zhao Er knew how deep the prejudice against women was in this era, so she shrugged and said with a light smile, "Ha, if you don't come, don't come!"

She took the head seat as a matter of course, and said with a smile: "Stay in the mansion all day, but it's so boring, let me have fun today."

However, in the eyes of others, if Zhao Er can be regarded as living in the mansion all day, the woman next to her may never go out in her life.

Everyone smiled and said, "Then let's start drawing questions."

There are many ways to play the poetry club, such as drumming and passing flowers to connect the first and second couplets, choosing a poem to replace a sentence or two to change it into a mood, or choosing a theme to create freely.

This issue is the last way to play: Randomly draw topics from the bamboo tubes and use them as the core to compose poems.Those who are confident will read the poems, and those who are recognized as the best will draw the theme of the next round of poems.

The best performers in each round of the past few poetry meetings were almost all arranged by Zhao Er alone. Whether it was singing bamboo or admiring the moon, whether it was nostalgia or sorrow for autumn, it seemed that Zhao Er had no areas that he was not good at.One after another amazingly talented poems are picked up for nothing, and the outstanding talent and learning are amazing.

The theme drawn this time is Yongmei, which can be regarded as a very common, even a bit old-fashioned classic topic.

Everyone looked at Zhao Er subconsciously, expecting that the other party could write some masterpieces that would make people fall in love based on this commonplace topic.

Zhao Er also lived up to everyone's expectations with a slight smile, with free and easy brows and eyes, directly raised the brush, and read while writing:

"My house washes the head tree of the inkstone pool, and the flowers are blooming with light ink marks."

"Okay, okay!" As soon as the first line of the poem was read, someone couldn't help moaning excitedly, looking at Zhao'er as if there was light in his eyes.

Many scholars just shook their heads with wry smiles after hearing this sentence.How does this compare?I'm afraid that even if I think hard for a day, I can't compare with a poem that the other party just opened my mouth.

Zhao Er's snow-white chin lifted slightly, and she glanced at them charmingly between her brows and eyes, as if coquettishly not to interrupt her thoughts.

The smiling appearance seems to be captivating, with a unique charm, which makes people yearn for it.

Many people subconsciously stared straight at Zhao Er's face, and swallowed.

Zhao Er continued to write: "Don't let people praise you for your good looks, just leave a clean air full of heaven and earth!"

As soon as the words fell, the whole audience was amazed.

"Leave only clean energy to fill the universe... Only leave clean energy to fill the universe!!"

"This poem seems to be chanting plums, but it actually uses plums as a metaphor! I am ashamed of myself, I am ashamed of myself!"

"I don't ask for compliments from others, but I just wish to leave a fragrance to the world... Such a noble virtue, such a noble temperament, and a sentiment of not flattering the world, only a character like a princess can write!"

"Another peerless famous line! Concubine Zhao is really a heaven and a man!"

Zhao Er frowned, and waved her hands indifferently: "It's just a trivial poem, just for fun."

The scholars immediately retorted: "How can it be a trivial poem?"

"Princess, don't be humble!"

Zhao Er smiled as everyone tried their best to tell her how powerful she was, so she had no choice but to smile and said, "Okay, okay, if you think it's good, just listen to my poems, yours Woolen cloth?"

Everyone paused for a moment, and after a while they were all embarrassed.

With such jewels in front of him, who would dare to compose poems so as to provoke ridicule.

Zhao Er said disappointedly: "Is that the case again? It seems that I have to wait for you to finish writing before I can read the poem."

A scholar blushed and said: "With the princess here, even if we try our best, it is not as good as the last poem written by the princess, let's forget it."

Zhao Er said with a half-smile: "Then I've spoiled your interest, or I wouldn't have written it."

Everyone quickly said: "How can this be!"

"I'll just write it later, Princess, let's see the next round of topics!"

Zhao Er said with interest: "Okay, then let's draw the questions! It's a rare poetry meeting, I will make poems and recite the lines that I don't have the opportunity to write on weekdays."

The poetry meeting was in full swing, and against the background of the ordinary poems of a group of talents, Zhao Er's talent and learning can be said to be compared, and everyone admires it.

Just in the middle of the poetry meeting, a group of young masters of the Qi family, young masters of Li's family and others with flushed faces, as if they had experienced such a shocking event, finally arrived.

They are still immersed in the incident just now, unable to recover for a long time.

Someone greeted them enthusiastically: "It's over! You don't know how much wonderful content you have missed! Princess Zhao has written several wonderful poems! Take a look!"

After finishing speaking, he handed the ancient poems that he had copied in his hand to Mr. Li's family to appreciate.

After the young master of Li's family took it, he was surprised at first, then frowned, and then couldn't help but look at the smiling, bright and confident woman in the seat with a special indescribable gaze.

Then silently handed these poems to the few people who came with him beside him.

Several people took a look, looked at the ancient poem that seemed familiar on the paper, or that the word had not been changed, and looked at each other strangely.

This……

After Si Qi took his seat, he picked up the sake on the table and took a sip, smiling slightly.