Almost all of the governors and officials of the Tang Dynasty are located in the imperial city or even in the Taiji Palace, and Guozijian is no exception. It's so close, so you don't have to find a whole day to spare. Within two days, Li Hui sent someone to make an appointment with the prince, and looked forward to the trip with some interest.

On the day of the appointment, after the king of Xin'an accompanied his grandfather to shoot arrows and amuse the eagle, he told the truth without concealment. The sage smiled, and was quite impressed by Wang Zixian: "But in just half a year, he was promoted from Guozixue to Guozijian, and he is really a young man who is both civil and military." However, what is there to see in the country? Is it worth a special trip? ”

"Even if there's nothing to see, my grandson can open his eyes." Li Hui said with a smile, "If you touch the tone of the princes inside, you can't say that you can make a poem that satisfies your grandfather and grandfather?" "He is really not proficient in poetry, Li Tai has taught him many times when he has nothing to do, and in the end he can only comment that there is no aura, only a pile of rhetoric. Occasionally, a flash of inspiration comes out with good words and sentences, but it is also meaningless.

"What if you're not good at writing poetry? Your writing and painting are extremely smart and charming. At your age, your grandfather's handwriting is not as calm and stable as yours, and his style is outstanding. The sage couldn't help but comfort Aisun a few words, and said, "Go and go, since you have already made an appointment, you naturally can't break your promise." Let the palace people take you there, lest you find a place. "There are many officials in the imperial city, and the location of the Guozijian is remote, so it is really difficult to find.

Then, Li Hui said goodbye to his grandfather, walked out of the Changle Gate of Taiji Palace, and walked along Anmen Street. Guozijian is located in the southeast corner of the imperial city, but it is a small courtyard with three entrances, and it looks more cramped than Guozixue. Wang Zixian was waiting at the door, and when he saw him coming from afar, he greeted him.

Guarding the gate of the courtyard is one of the sixteen guards, who are responsible for guarding every access control in the imperial city and the palace city, and the entry and exit are very strict. Seeing that the prince welcomed the strange young man over, the two guards wanted to step forward to stop him, but they found that he was followed by a palace attendant - this imperial attendant from the fifth rank was a personal servant of the saint, and his status was second only to the palace eunuch and the two palace young eunuchs, but he was quite respectful to this young man, and couldn't help but guess that he should be an imperial grandson.

The two of them didn't know whether to stop or not, so Li Hui showed them the goldfish bag hanging from his waist. After verifying their identities, it was after they were the kings of Xin'an County, and the two of them were silently released. However, after taking three or two steps, they listened to the little county king: "Loyal to their duties and not afraid of power, these two guards are really good." When I go back, I will tell my grandfather that he will reward them well. As a result, the two of them felt more and more comfortable in their hearts, and even their chests stood higher.

The prince curled the corners of his lips, and out of the corner of his eye, he found that the palace Cheng who was following them was also full of smiles, and he also realized that the current holy favor of the king of Xin'an County was indeed extraordinary: "Why don't you take a look at how conscientious the princes in the palace are, and ask for rewards for them?" ”

"That's as it should be." Li Hui replied, looked around, and found that although the courtyard was small, it looked a little empty because of the small number of people. It seems that it is a little cleaner than Guozixue. In the corner of the courtyard, there are bamboo bushes and three or two plum trees, and there are potted orchids and chrysanthemums next to it, which is quite quiet. If you talk about the scenery, maybe this Meilan, Zhuju and the four gentlemen can be regarded as a scene of the country's eunuch.

There is a Confucian temple in the first courtyard, which is dedicated to the first saint Confucius, and his disciple Yan Hui is represented. During the spring and autumn equinoxes, the memorial sacrifice is held here. On both sides are the places where students study and work, and there are several small study rooms for each person. There is also a small discussion hall for everyone to discuss the meaning of the scriptures.

Perhaps because most of the students are concentrating on reading in the study, there are very few young faces walking around. After Li Hui walked into his small study with the prince, he saw that it was full of scrolls, and the smell of ink seemed to be blowing in his face. However, the bookcase was unusually clean, except for the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and only one volume of freshly written treatises had been unfolded, and the ink had not yet dried.

"This policy is what you want to give to that Zuo Siye to see?" Li Hui just glanced at it, but didn't look closely, "Everyone can ask Si Ye for advice?" If so, wouldn't the two of them be very busy? "Zuo Siye is the Siye who Dr. Guozixue deliberately gave the introduction post. After the prince was admitted to the country, he specially examined him, recognized his talents, and usually took good care of him.

"Although every year the Sixth School will recommend outstanding students to enter the National Prison, there are not many students who have remained in the prison." The prince replied, "The vast majority of people only need to accept the examination of sacrificial wine and business, and they can be directly ordained, and they do not have to take the provincial examination at all. Only a very small number of people will give up such an opportunity and continue to prepare for the provincial examination. As a result, there are fewer than 20 students in prison on a regular basis. These 20 people are also at different progress, and they don't always write strategies, and the two directors can give their own guidance. ”

"Does the sacrificial wine also depend on your strategy?"

"The sacrificial wine is busy with official business, how dare you work at will? Occasionally give us a lecture on the scriptures, and it is already very beneficial. The prince replied, and inevitably sighed slightly in his heart: It's a pity that although the sacrificial wine and the two priests are both talented, they still seem to be a little short of apprenticeship. It's not that he doesn't disrespect them, it's not that he doesn't disrespect them, it's just that he always lacks a bit of vision. Of course, even if he wants to apprentice, these three may not accept him. Accepting apprentices and apprentices is such a crucial matter, and it really has its own arrangements in the dark.

The two were talking and laughing casually, and there was a sound of footsteps outside the study, and someone stopped in front of the door and asked, "Wang Langjun is there?" ”

"Yes." Wang Zixian smiled and pushed open the door, and after a closer look, it was a tall and thin young man with a somewhat pale face, who looked only in his early twenties: "It turned out to be Brother Zheng, dare to ask Brother Zheng what advice he has?" ”

This Zheng Langjun is also from Guozixue, and has been in Guozijian for two or three years, so he should be a senior brother. It is said that he was born in the Zheng family of Xingyang, and since he was a child, he has been carefully preparing for many years with the goal of obtaining the first grade, studying hard and visiting various famous teachers. Originally, he was eager to participate in the provincial examination at the beginning of the year, and won the Jinshi title in one fell swoop, and he was famous all over the world - but that Yang Langjun suddenly broke out, and for a time he was famous in Chang'an and became the most popular candidate to get the title. He thought that he was not an opponent, so he simply did not take the test. Sure enough, he taught Yang Langjun to become the first head.

There are also rumors that because of this, the relationship between this Zheng Langjun and Yang Xiangtou seems to be a little cold. No matter how warmly Yang Xiangtou was invited, he almost never went to the literary meetings, poetry meetings, or even hunting meetings he presided. This move has caused many admirers of Yang's head to complain, but he is still the same.

Wang Zixian had just arrived in Guozijian and was not very familiar with this Zheng Langjun. It's just that two days ago, someone talked to him about how Yang Xiangtou was broad-minded and how humble and hospitable, and took Zheng Langjun's incident as evidence, and he euphemistically said that "everyone has their own ambitions", so he was regarded as ignorant by a group of admirers of Yang Xiangtou. Thinking that this matter had already reached Zheng Langjun's ears, he thought they were fellow travelers.

Sure enough, Zheng Langjun made a cross hand salute and said lightly: "Two days ago, Lao Wang Langjun defended me. You are indeed different from others, and you can also see the hypocrisy of Yang Qian and Yang Mingdu. He is now in the limelight, and he has many fans, so he can't even avoid it. ”

"When making friends with people, you should look at fate, not fame, and Wang is just based on the truth." Wang Zixian smiled. He has always respected the Hongnong Yang family, not because of this Yang Qian Yang, but because he has no friendship with his mother. Moreover, since their side branch dared to provoke Wang Chang and Xiao Yang's to do stupid things, the branch naturally had a bigger plan. However, when he saw this Yang Xiangtou from a distance in the Xingyuan, he really didn't have a good impression - probably because this Yang Xiangtou's behavior, words and deeds were too similar to his own image that he had always shown, and he was a complete hypocrite.

"That's true. However, not everyone understands this truth. When Zheng Langjun caught a glimpse of Li Hui and the palace in the study, his eyes stopped, but he bowed his head lightly, and then continued, "In a few days, his master is going to hold a literary meeting, and he has sent me a few more posts, Wang Langjun wants to go and take a look?" Although I am quite interested in his teacher, it is inconvenient for me to go because he is there, so as not to cause any gossip. ”

"......," the prince pondered for a moment, "I have no interest in his apprenticeship, but the two younger brothers in the family are struggling to apprentice, so it should be good to see and see." Thank you, Brother Zheng, for sending charcoal in the snow. ”

"It doesn't have to be that way. I rarely have a person who can talk in the country's prison, and I should make friends. If I hold a poetry meeting on another day, you can bring your friends or younger brother over at any time. Zheng Langjun said that, left a few chic bamboo post, said goodbye and left.

The prince gave him a few steps, thanked him again, and when he returned to his study, Li Hui had already picked up those bamboo posts and looked at them carefully: "This kind of post is interesting, and it is a little different." It turns out that the gentleman with Yang Zhuangtou is surnamed Zhou-Zixian, do you really want Wang Ziling and Zimu to worship this Mr. Zhou? Wouldn't that become a brother with Yang Xiangtou? ”

"If it weren't for such a famous teacher inside and outside Chang'an, how could he block the endless demands of those people in the family?" The prince replied, "However, I can only give them the opportunity to apprentice, and whether they can grasp it or not depends on themselves." Wang Ziling's knowledge is not solid enough, and his temperament is impetuous, and that Mr. Zhou is probably difficult to look at; Zimu is still young, quite spiritual, and has a calm temperament, and he is also diligent and hard-working in his studies, so he has a better chance of being selected. ”

"This meeting is just a few days away, how about I go and join in the fun then?"

"Why not? There is one more post, and the king will ask the other highnesses if they want to go? ”

Li Hui thought about it carefully, his eldest brother naturally couldn't be keen on this kind of literary meeting - his grandfather was very interested, but he shouldn't go out at will if he wanted to go out, and he couldn't let him go to such a literary meeting, so as not to provoke any villains. As for Li Wei and Li Jing, they would rather play with knives and guns than go to any cultural meetings.

It seems that you can only ask the county lord of Changning. Although the little guy looks at the Yang family quite unpleasantly, he should be very curious about this kind of literary meeting. After all, she was a young lady, and she did not have the opportunity to participate in such a banquet of scribes. The most important thing is that she has only been caring about accompanying her grandfather and Du Shi recently, and she rarely has fun, as if she has become mature and responsible in an instant, which makes him feel distressed as an elder brother. Get in the fun, maybe you can change your mood?