my demon

Yanbo Haomiao Pavilion is a spacious water pavilion in the palace. Facing the nearby Jinghu Lake and Chengjiang River, it is condescending.

When Xiao Yan arrived, the guests in the water pavilion and the courtyard had already been seated, and the sound of the flowing water zither could be faintly heard, which was elegant and unconventional.Looking at it at a glance, it is true that the children in the house are neatly dressed, light robes and belts, and their faces are handsome, all of which are like a jade tree.

King Duan was sitting on the head chatting with an old man with a crown at the top of the mountain. On one side sat a young monk with a face as white as jade, a moon-white monk robe, and deep red coral beads. His temperament was calm and forgotten. vulgar.The three of them were just chatting at first, but they suddenly felt a silence in the hall, and when they looked up, they couldn't help being startled.

I saw a young man walking forward on the felt carpet in the hall. He was wearing a real red silk robe with narrow sleeves, a gold unicorn crown on his head, a sword on his waist, and black leather Liuhe boots on his feet. This bright vermilion suit entered the room proudly, obviously it was very incompatible with the atmosphere of light robes, but his expression was as calm as entering his own palace, and his eyes were looking forward like shock.In his line of work, the hall is like a rosy glow, suddenly bright, all the plain clothes and ancient crowns that are full of seats are dimmed.

And behind him was a tall man, dressed in plain robes, but as clean as snow on a high mountain, spotless, and what was particularly surprising was the unusually blond hair and golden eyes, but he didn't seem to think his appearance was any different. Following the young man along the way, his expression stretched, his manners elegant, and his plain robe curled up like clouds in the wind.

Prince Duan stood up and said with a smile: "Gu Yuan said he was going to pick up His Majesty, but His Majesty insisted on coming by himself, so he wanted to bring someone."

The old man in front of Prince Duan also stood up, knowing that this is the little emperor, although yesterday he looked from a distance under the hunting tent, he only felt that the little emperor was well-groomed and vigorous, although he was really good at riding and shooting, he was still young after all, Compared with Prince Duan who has been in charge of the army next to him for many years, his prestige is still not as good.Of course, this dynasty founded the country with martial arts, but it wants to rule the world with literature. This kind of governance depends on the scholars and bureaucrats. They were invited to Beijing for the sake of Prince Duan, but they were all secretly ordered by the patriarch. Only when you have knowledge and knowledge can you make plans for the next step.

But looking at it closely today, he never expected it to be this imposing. He only saw that when these two people came in, they looked like wandering dragons and wild cranes. He bowed deeply and saluted: "Fan Zuosi in Jiangnan, leading the children in Jiangnan, met the emperor."

Xiao Yan smiled: "Mr. Fan, you don't need to be too polite. Today is the emperor's uncle's banquet. They say that Wu is windy and rainy, and his affairs are full of romance. Let me come and see."

Fan Zuosi saw that although the little emperor was young, he had a noble manner and a good conversation, but in front of him, he couldn't help but feel that he was filthy, and he felt a sense of admiration, and he was even more amazed in his heart.You must know that the royal family, the princes and grandchildren of Jiangnan, he has seen many, most of them are mediocre and incompetent, in name only.Never would he have thought that this little puppet emperor known to the whole world, who is only twelve years old, has such a majesty, is he really born as an emperor?The plan in my heart became more determined.

Prince Duan asked again: "This is..."

Xiao Yan raised his chin slightly: "Mr. Jiu Yao is my teacher."

Prince Duan originally looked at that demeanor, and he had already guessed in his heart. He heard that it was indeed the mysterious Mr. Wu, but he never expected that under the black robe, he would have such a handsome appearance. It is quite different from the Central Plains people, but the skin is as clear as frost and snow, and the complexion is so intimidating that people dare not look directly at it.He made a bow and said: "It turned out to be Mr. Wu. The last time we met, there was a lot of conflict. I dare not forget the kindness of saving my life. I invite Mr. Wu to sit down."

The Lich bowed and returned the salute: "I am acting according to the imperial edict, so you are welcome, Your Highness."

Seeing that Qi Yuan also stepped forward and bowed down: "Pu Cheng has seen the emperor."

Xiao Yan smiled: "It's great that you're here too. Where's the national teacher?"

Qi Yuan said: "Brother is presiding over the religious affairs in the temple and praying for the Empress Dowager."

Xiao Yan nodded and took the seat, and asked everyone: "Uncle Emperor, please sit down, Mr. Fan, please sit down, all young masters, please sit down." But he slightly turned his head and gave way, and still invited Uncle Emperor and Fan Zuosi to sit down: " It was originally the emperor's uncle's treat, so how can the guest take the lead, the emperor's uncle still sits in the chair with Mr. Fan, I just sit down and leave." But he pushed Jiu Yao to sit with himself, with an intimate and at ease manner, without being disturbed by other people's eyes at all .

Everyone saw that although his words were modest, but the noble temperament that ordinary people could not afford, they all bowed and got down to their seats, but they still secretly paid attention to the superior.Seeing that the monk Pucheng talked about Tsinghua University, it was said that he was a monk on behalf of the emperor and had a high status, but now that the emperor has been emperor, he kneels and sits behind the emperor's seat, as if he has become a servant serving the emperor.

But Xiao Yan didn't take it seriously, he just smiled and asked Prince Duan: "What are the emperor and Mr. Fan talking about? What are you young masters playing?"

Xiao Jidao: "Just now, the wine orders for the drums to pass on the flowers have already been written in a round of poems and fus. There are poems about hunting and scenery. They are all very good. Mr. Fan also commented on them just now. I am lonely. The king is not good at this, the emperor should take a look?"

For a while, a servant came up with a poem, and although the young masters below had high hearts, they couldn't help but look forward to the little emperor's comment. Unexpectedly, Xiao Yan took it and turned over two pages, then handed it to Qi Yuan beside him: "Look at it, and reward it if you think it's good." He smiled and said to Xiao Ji and Fan Zuosi: "I'm not good at poetry either. If you don't let me order three yuan, I really can't order it."

After he finished speaking, the table fell silent.

Who knows that the big families in the south of the Yangtze River disdain scientific examinations, and most of them still cling to the old set of nine-rank Zhongzheng judgments, and most of them are still elected by local high-ranking officials.Now that the emperor is so blatantly slapping his face, no one dares to say anything. After all, they were born in the imperial examination and are all disciples of the emperor. They can't say that they are conceited and noble, and they don't want to take the imperial examination with those hard-working scholars?

Qi Yuan took the manuscript of the poem with both hands, and laughed: "The emperor doesn't know, the imperial examinations are still for the examination of poetry and fu, but only in the autumn chamber, and the spring chamber in Beijing does not take the examination of poetry and fu, so what the emperor sees is policy theory. In fact, our cabinet Zhang Xiangye, this poem is written very well, Ji Xiangye is also, although the name of the poem is not obvious, but the poems written in the test post when he entered Beijing for the Jinshi examination are also well-known all over the world."

Xiao Yan was surprised, and looked at Prince Duan and Fan Zuosi: "Is that so? I am sitting in a well and watching the sky, showing my ugliness in front of Mr. Fan, Mr. Fan, please don't laugh at me."

Fan Zuosi smiled kindly: "Don't dare, the emperor is pragmatic, and it is the blessing of us grassroots."

Xiao Yan asked, "Is Mr. Fan also good at poetry?"

Fan Zuosi looked at the emperor's unpredictability, as if he was just a childish childish person, but he hit him by mistake. I'm afraid he ordered himself to compose a poem to see, and he wrote a poem in front of the imperial edict, and then in today's Jiangnan In front of the juniors of the old family, the waist could no longer straighten up, and he smiled and said: "No, the old man is only a bit of a false name in terms of being a good person."

Xiao Yan nodded in awe and respect: "This is a great skill. To be able to recognize capable ministers and generals, and to be able to distinguish between the ruler and the ruler, Mr. Fan is a great talent."

The smile on Fan Zuosi's face froze slightly, and he almost felt that the little emperor was insinuating what they did today. After all, the Lord of the Central Plains has now been decided, and the emperor claimed to be ordered by heaven, and he said in front of the emperor that he would choose the king. If they act on the Lord's side, they are almost unfaithful and unfilial, even if they really think so in their hearts.

But seeing the emperor's clear eyes and gentle tone, he could only bear with it and said, "The emperor is absurd." He originally wanted to praise the emperor when the emperor curiously asked about the technique of physiognomy, "Long Zhun and Long Yan, with clear eyes." If you are beautiful, you will be successful if you are three", and then he said a few amazing words, and when the emperor inquired, his reputation as the face of the emperor would be confirmed. Unexpectedly, the little emperor was completely by surprise, and he was dumbfounded by a sentence of choosing the master and doing things. Mouth speechless.

But Xiao Yan said again: "Mr. Fan is well versed in kanyu, and he is also very well versed in this celestial phenomenon."

Fan Zuosi said: "The old man built a high platform in the south of the Yangtze River, and watched the sky every night. He persisted for more than [-] years, and he has a rough knowledge."

Xiao Yan said: "So, there is a question I have been puzzled about, please ask Mr. Fan."

Fan Zuosi said, "Please tell me, Your Majesty."

Xiao Yan said: "The ancients said that the sky is round and the earth is round. Since this is the case, there are four directions in this land. How does this round sky cover the four fields so tightly? And where exactly does the sky and the earth meet?"

Fan Zuosi paused, and then slowly said after a while: "This square is not a simple square, but a steady and solid square, which is opposite to the yin and yang in the turbulent sky. It is said in ancient books that 'round is stingy, and square is stingy. ’, these four poles are the four seas, under the whole world, within the four seas..."

Fan Zuosi quoted scriptures and talked for a while, and successfully confused everyone at the table, Xiao Yan nodded and sighed: "Sir, you are really talented. I didn't understand everything, but I think it's very powerful."

Fan Zuosi had a heart attack, and Xiao Yan laughed at himself, "Fortunately, if I don't understand, it won't delay me from reading the memorial."

Fan Zuosi was speechless for a moment, Prince Duan gave a step aside and said, "Knowing the sky is very useful. In the past, when a lonely king marched and fought, he had to bring one or two aides who were good at observing the sky with him to identify the sky." The weather, to distinguish the direction, otherwise you will lose the battle. Besides, the calendar compiled by our Qintian Supervisor, farmers all over the world cultivate according to the time, is also very useful."

Xiao Yan said in admiration: "It turns out that it is so useful to benefit the people's livelihood and protect the frontier. Fortunately, the emperor told me, otherwise I would be watching the sky from a well."

Fan Zuosi felt a little uncomfortable when he was sitting on the left and watching the sky on the right. For a moment, he secretly wondered that he was so shaken by a young man's questioning, so he tried to take the initiative of the topic: "Prince Duan said it very well." For example, if the emperor goes hunting, I see that there will be no rain for half a month, and I think so when I come to Qin Tianjian, so I can make it on the emperor's itinerary."

Xiao Yan seemed to be very interested: "In this way, sir, you think there will be no rain in this half month? It won't rain today? I feel that these two days have been uncomfortably hot, and I really hope that the rain will cool down next time."

Fan Zuosi said categorically: "The weather is cool and clear, the clouds are thin and the wind is blustery. There must be no rain in half a month, and it should be no rain today."

As soon as he finished his words, suddenly there was a flash in the sky outside, everyone in the hall looked out of the window in astonishment, only heard the sound of a thunderbolt, and there was thunder out of thin air. It was raining cats and dogs, and the wind was blowing on the river.

For a while, Fan Zuosi's face turned blue and white, so he could only leave the table and bow down, "It's because I'm not very knowledgeable. Please forgive me for lying."

Prince Duan Xiao Ji looked thoughtfully at the lich who had been sitting beside Xiao Yan with an indifferent face, the lich seemed to sense that he was watching him, turned his head to look at him slightly, and said calmly: "I think it's the saint The Lord has an edict, and there happened to be a god passing by in the sky, and it rained according to the edict."

What a decree it rains!

Xiao Ji really didn't know what expression to make for a moment, Xiao Yan laughed and said: "Mr. Jiu Yao is just good at talking, Mr. Fan please get up, please sit down, don't worry, isn't this talking? How come it is lying, and I am Not that stupid king who would kill someone just for talking."

Fan Zuosi got up, his vest was already wet, although he knew that they were invited by Prince Duan, and the emperor would never pursue such a trivial matter, but today's incident, everyone in the seat understood, this A little emperor, I am afraid that he does not want to bow his head and be controlled by the family. If the family wants to be loyal to this little emperor, they may have to show more things.