Studying in Guozijian, for Yang Yun, the biggest benefit is to figure out the relationship between the various forces in the palace.

In the current palace, in addition to the crown prince Yang Yue, the prime minister Yang Xian, the king of transcription Yang Guang, and the victory king Yang Ming are deeply loved by Emperor Fu, and some forces have also gathered around him, and he is the most influential prince in the court.

The crown prince Yang Yue was born to the late Empress Ji Yanting. At the age of twenty-seven, he was made the crown prince. Several times in the Emperor Fu personally went out to supervise the country, but did not make Emperor Fu particularly satisfied, after the death of his mother Empress Ji, his status was also affected, there was faint news in the palace, Emperor Fu had the idea of re-establishing the prince.

Among the other princes who were crowned kings, the second prince, Yang Xian, was born to the current queen Li Wan, and Li Wan's father Li Yi was the imperial master and held great power. The five princes defeated Wang Yang Ming, fought bravely, made many military exploits, and were very well-connected in the military.

In these days, Yang Yun has been thinking about a problem, the forces in this palace are complicated, and the throne himself does not dare to think about it, but he must think about how to survive.

On the desk of Emperor Fuhuang Yang Chengfeng, there are several poems on the table, and he looks at them one by one.

"Affectionately silently to the layer of Yi, the language is quiet and unknown.

Luopu microwavelength reflects the step, and the Han Palace perfume does not wet the skin.

The heart is a few points of Taoguang lotus, and the intestinal knots are messy for thousands of years. ”

This old thirteen was able to make such a good poem, and Emperor Fu showed a surprised expression in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, these thirteen highnesses have always excelled in their studies, and they have returned from the disaster this time and are even more diligent. This poem "Lotus" is comparable to several of my poems. In fact, his handwriting was also written beautifully, with some shadows of His Majesty. It's a pity that this accident hurt my wrist, and it is said that writing will have some impact for life. The old lady Zhao Qian's face was proud, and there was some regret in his tone.

Emperor Fu looked at the manuscript of the poem on the table and did not speak for a long time. After a while, he pointed to the manuscript of the poem and whispered to Gao Gonggong beside him: "You take it to the Hanlin Academy and let those literati take a look!" ”

The poem "Lotus" by the Thirteen Princes came out in this way among the literati of the Dafu Dynasty and was praised by many people in the dynasty.

Fu people love poetry, and people with status often hold various poetry meetings together. In this way, many people soon knew that there was such a talented thirteen prince in the palace of Fuguo.

After this news reached Yang Yun's ears, he couldn't help but laugh secretly. On that day, I was in a hurry and wrote out the masterpiece of Shi Yannian in the Southern Song Dynasty, and now it has become my own work. I hope that everyone has a lot of this stone, and don't come out of the grave to trouble yourself.

In the era of cold weapons, almost everyone was martial, and even those literati knew a few sets of swordsmanship. With a good master like Qi Wei, Yang Yun will certainly not give up such a good opportunity.

Therefore, during this time, Yang Yun often dragged Qi Wei to teach himself. Qi Wei's swordsmanship was sharpened from the battlefield, less gorgeous, and more practical moves that combined stability, accuracy, and ruthlessness, which Yang Yun needed.

But Yang Yun lived in a peaceful era, and the thirteen princes were in the palace all day long, experiencing the life-and-death atmosphere on the battlefield. Therefore, the sword moves he used did not have Qi Wei's momentum at all, and his power was only one-twelfth of Qi Wei's.

Fortunately, Qi Wei didn't care, after all, the prince's status was noble, and there was almost no chance of going into battle in person. But since the prince has this hobby, he also guides him carefully, and it is also a good thing to be able to strengthen his body.

The old thirteen returned from distress and changed a lot, which made Emperor Fu pay attention to this son. Hearing that Yang Yun was fond of swordsmanship, Emperor Fu was also very happy, rewarded him with a sword, and found a guard to teach him.

This guard is a person from Emperor Fu's side, and his swordsmanship is ruthless, unexpected, and even has the move of risking his life. Yang Yun estimated that this guard surnamed Liu was Emperor Fu's confidant, and he was often engaged in sneak attacks and assassinations, which should be the last barrier to protect Emperor Fu.

This Liu guard is not easy to speak, in addition to instructing Yang Yun in swordsmanship on weekdays, he basically does not answer what Yang Yun asks.

With the guidance of these two great swordsmanship masters, Yang Yun has made great progress. The day before yesterday, he fought with an ordinary guard, and actually forced the other party to retreat, although the other party did not dare to go all out to attack the crime with the advantage of the sword and the identity of the prince, but at least he was familiar with these tricks.

But Yang Yun also knew that it was not enough to use tricks alone, and he also needed to use tricks flexibly. At the same time, their strength, speed and actual combat ability are too far behind. So, these days, he has to find time every day to practice swordsmanship and archery.

Thorn, draped, teased, hung, pointed...... There was no sunshine in the afternoon of this day, and the weather was very cool, Yang Yun practiced various moves hard in the courtyard, and after a while, he was sweating profusely. At this moment, he flicked his wrist, but did not hold the sword, and the long sword came out of his hand and flew to one side.

"Ahh only heard a scream, which startled Yang Yun, he hurriedly looked up, but saw two girls, one purple and one green, standing in the pavilion in the courtyard.

The long sword that flew out of his hand was shooting at the wooden pillar less than half a meter away from the girl in green, and the girl in green was startled, and the scream just now was from her.

These two girls are about fourteen or fifteen years old, the girl in purple Yang Yun knows, her name is Yang Ying, the ninth among the princesses, and the fifth prince Shengwang Yang Ming, they were both born to Concubine Cao Ying.

"Sister Nine, how can you have time to go to the little brother today!" Yang Yun had very little contact with the prince and Gongyu in the palace, except for Yang Ming, the king of Ningyu Palace, no other princes and princesses had ever come, and Yang Ying's sudden arrival made Yang Yun feel strange.

"Thirteenth brother, listen to what you mean, it seems that I am not welcome to come, then I will leave immediately." Ninth Princess Yang Ying's face sank suddenly.

"Haha, how could it be? Nine sisters can come here, of course I can't ask for it. Yang Yun hurriedly said with a smile, beckoned Xia He, Xiao Jingzi and others to set up fruit cakes, and invited the second daughter to sit in the pavilion.

"Who is this?" Yang Yun pointed to the green-clothed girl next to him and said, this green-clothed girl may have been frightened just now, and stayed there without speaking.

"Look at you, you scared Sister Li!" Yang Ying thought about the green-clothed girl next to her, and hurriedly pulled her over to introduce Yang Yun.

This green-clothed girl is called Chi Li, the youngest daughter of Chi Shangwen, the secretary of the Ministry of Central Affairs, and she is friends with the ninth princess Yang Ying.

Today, Chi Li was invited by the Nine Princesses to play in the palace. In the light words, Chi Li talked about Yang Yun, who was praised by many people in the capital with a song "Lotus".

Not only men like poetry, but also many women like to write poetry. Many aristocratic families specially invited a gentleman to impart this knowledge to the women of the house.

And the fact that the Nine Princesses and Chi Li were able to become friends was inseparable from their common love for poetry. Chi Li talked about Yang Yun, and Yang Ying was the master, and the two came to Ningyu Palace to find Yang Yun together.

At the entrance of Ningyu Palace, the guards and eunuchs and palace maids did not dare to stop the nine princesses, so the two came to the palace and watched Yang Yun practice swords from a distance, and there was the scene just now.

The two girls have a lot of research on ancient poetry, and they pulled Yang Yun to talk about ancient and modern poetry together. Fortunately, Yang Yun put a lot of effort into ancient poetry in order to chase a Chinese girl in college, so he coped with it properly. In particular, some of everyone's evaluations of ancient poems were stolen, which made the two girls admire.

"Old Thirteen, you scared Sister Chi half to death just now, why do you have to compensate!" Yang Ying is a straightforward girl who will say whatever comes to mind.

"That's easy to say, Sister Chi, look at it, what I have here, what you can afford, you can take it, and I'll compensate you!"

"Cut, your Ningyu Palace is the poorest courtyard in the palace! You are these things, Sister Chi can look down on them, I know what Sister Chi wants, Sister Chi, you can say it yourself! ”

"Then, Your Highness, can you write a poem for me?" Chi Li hesitated for a moment, and finally said.

"Ahh Write you a poem? Yang Yun was very surprised.

"What if...... If it's too difficult, forget it. Chi Li's voice was very small, and her face was a little red.

"Let me think!" Yang Yun couldn't bear to refuse the little girl's request, anyway, copying once was copying, copying twice was copying, so he searched hard in his mind.

After a while, Yang Yun slapped his big foot and said loudly: "Yes, I said you should write it!" ”

"More than thirteen years old, cardamom tips in early February.

The spring breeze is ten miles of Xijing Road, and it is better to roll up the bead curtain. ”

After Yang Yun finished reading, he looked at Chi Li next to the stone table, holding a brush in his hand, standing there, but he didn't write a word.

"Old Thirteen, you are not interesting enough, you praise Sister Li like a flower, which makes me really jealous of being a sister!" Yang Ying shouted indignantly.

"How so? Sister Nine, I'm talking about you two sisters! Yang Yun didn't want to offend this Yang Ying, so he hurriedly said with a smile.

"Cut, you think I'm so easy to deceive, forget it, as long as Sister Li is happy, I won't count with you. Ay! Sister Li, why haven't you written it down yet! Yang Ying found that Chi Li was still in a daze.

"Oh, I'll write right away." Chi Li immediately picked up the pen and wrote on the paper that Xiao Jingzi had prepared a long time ago, Chi Li's words were smooth and charming, and her style was charming, and it seemed that she had put a lot of effort into it.

Yang Yun's poem "Gift to Liniang" quickly won the praise of many ladies in Xijing City, and countless Huaichun girls wanted to see this brilliant prince with their own eyes. This time, Yang Yun's guilt was much lower, and he got used to copying and copying.