Although Yang Shiqi is the cabinet minister of the counselor's service, his official rank is only five grades, and he is not as good as the officials of the six departments, even the officials in charge of the Dali Temple. Therefore, compared with the opulent courtyard of the British Mansion, his mansion is only neat and atmospheric, and the servants used are only twenty or thirty. On weekdays, it is enough to make enough, but when it comes to major events, it is inevitably a little stretched.

Yang Zhong hurriedly ran to report the news, and everyone in the garden was in chaos. However, before Yang Shiqi could open his mouth to give any orders, dozens of men in brocade clothes had already gathered at the gate of the garden, but they were well-trained to occupy various dangerous places as quickly as possible, and firmly defended this back garden. Almost at the same time, a tall, muscular figure appeared in everyone's sight, and then walked towards this side.

Zhang Yue saw a familiar figure behind the man at a glance, and thought that this was really a coincidence. Seeing that Yang Shiqi and Yang Rong had already rushed out of the pavilion, he hurriedly followed the others out, kneeling at the end step by step.

At this time, a thin layer of snow had accumulated on the ground, and there were still flakes of snow in the sky, and no one had time to put on any big clothes to avoid the snow in a hurry—and they were afraid of putting on disrespectful clothes—and then they knelt on the ground, and the cold rushed up to their knees, and they almost shivered. Rao is like this, except for Yang Shiqi and Yang Rong, who are used to seeing the emperor, everyone else is excited, and Zhang Yue can even see someone's hand trembling slightly there stuck in the crack of the stone on the ground.

"Meet the emperor!"

"Students meet the emperor!"

It was a little uneven, but the voice was loud. And such a voice also felt quite satisfactory to Zhu Di, he was in a good mood today, and he did not have a gloomy face as he did when he treated the Chinese officials of the DPRK in the past. His eyes swept through the crowd, and he nodded lightly and said, "Let's all be flat, it's snowing heavily in the sky this day, and let's go to the pavilion to talk." ”

The servants in the pavilion also knelt on the ground at this time, and when they saw the emperor come in and waved their hands, everyone crept up. Yang Zhong, who was quick-eyed, grabbed a thick fur coat from a servant, carefully spread it on the Taishi chair in the middle, and then retreated to the side. Zhu Di sat down happily, and then said with a smile: "It's a cold day, Shiqi's house is lively." ”

Zhang Yue heard this usually, but Yang Shiqi, who knew the emperor's temperament, didn't dare to ignore it, and hurriedly replied: "Mian Ren is a guest that I can't invite on weekdays, but today I became an uninvited guest. It happened that several of the minister's sons and nephews were gathered here, and everyone was in high spirits, so they came here to enjoy the plum meeting, who knew that the emperor was also here with the emperor's grandson. Although the emperor is brave and brave, this act of micro-obedience is really ......"

"You're in a good mood today, and I'm in a good mood today, so take Zhanji out for a walk, and don't worry about a little thing. When I was in Yanwang's Mansion that day, how many days did I not go out to inspect? ”

Without waiting for Yang Shiqi to finish speaking, Zhu Di interrupted him with a smile and waved his hand. Seeing an ink-stained piece of paper on the desk, he curiously picked it up and looked at it. At this moment, the scholars who made those two poems were all bright-eyed, and their faces showed expressions of hope, while the others regretted it - they knew that the Son of Heaven would come suddenly, and they shouldn't have considered every word in order to win the first place, but they missed this great opportunity!

When Zhu Di was there to take a closer look, Zhu Zhanji, who was standing beside him, also quietly glanced at it. He has been loved by Zhu Di since he was a child, and he is not afraid that he will be harshly criticized for this trivial matter, seeing that although the style of those two poems is not bad, it is not a great peerless good poem, he can't help but be a little excited, and soon looked away at the people around him. When he saw Zhang Yue, he was slightly surprised, and immediately showed a slight smile.

"It's okay with this poem."

Although it was not a compliment, the two people who made the poem still took a step forward and knelt down in fear to thank them, but Yang Shiqi and Yang Rong looked at each other and smiled, but their hearts were sunny. If you want to talk about literary style, who can compare to Xie Jin in the past, but as a result, such a great talent didn't freeze to death on the snow? As for Zhang Yue, he didn't have time to pay attention to other people's careful thoughts, and found that Zhu Zhanji recognized him, and even gave some kind expressions, he couldn't help but jump in his heart, knowing that people still remembered the scene of that day.

However, Zhu Di judged the poem with a light sentence, and then pointed to the ink-drenched paper and smiled: "It's a very good word, mellow and delicate but not lacking in style, some of Shen Minze's charm is there, and it can be seen that it has been practiced diligently." Well, who is this copyist today? ”

Even though he didn't expect this unexpected incident, Zhang Yue still hurriedly stood up, stepped forward and bowed: "Back to the emperor, these two poems were copied by the students. ”

Yang Rong saw Zhu Di looking at Zhang Yue thoughtfully, and said with a busy smile: "The emperor is really looking at him like a torch, Zhang Yuanjie is indeed a post of Master Shen, and he once imitated Master Shen to practice calligraphy on the wall, which is why he has today's handwriting." ”

Zhu Di originally looked at Zhang Yue as young, but he didn't pay much attention. Because of Xie Jin's relationship, he is not enthusiastic about those who are born prodigies, but then arrogant and arrogant and think they are smart. At this time, when Yang Rong said this, he dispelled those concerns, thinking that it was quite rare to have such perseverance at a young age.

Yang Shiqi saw that Yang Rong preemptively sold what Zhang Yue had just said, and he felt funny in his heart. However, he and Du Zhen had a good relationship, and he refused to let Yang Rong specialize in beauty, and at this time he had to add some words: "The emperor doesn't look at Zhang Yuanjie's youth, he has been taught by a famous teacher since childhood." He studied under Du Yishan, a bachelor of Hanlin Professor, and his knowledge of economics and history is also solid. ”

Zhang Yue thought that he was very thick-skinned, but at this time, he was so praised by these two experts surnamed Yang, and his face couldn't help but turn a little red. However, this smug expression is undoubtedly a sign of humility in the eyes of others, at least Zhu Di has a heart of love because of Yang Shiqi and Yang Rong's repeated good words. However, at this time, someone added the last straw to the scale.

"Grandpa Huang, you probably don't know that this Yue Zhang Yuanjie is the cousin of the British Duke."

Zhu Zhanji's words attracted Zhu Di's attention, and he smiled and told the 1510 things that happened in Guozijian that day. I don't know if he has a good memory, or if the conversation that day left a deep impression on him, all in all, he repeated the two extremely important words almost word for word, and even Zhang Yue himself was amazed in his heart.

The two close ministers and his favorite grandson were all full of praise, Zhu Di was suddenly even more moved, and laughed out loud at the moment: "I also asked Zhang Fu yesterday, saying that there is anyone in the family who can be gracious, who knew that he actually replied to me that children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, and the younger generations are still young and need to work hard themselves, but it turned out that Xue hid such a nephew!" Zhang Yue, you get up and come forward, let me see if you are three heads and six arms, and let my two Yang Bachelors and the imperial grandson say good things about you. ”

There were a few jokes in the words. Zhang Yue hurriedly stood up and stepped forward, he didn't know how far away to stop when he faced the saint for the first time, so he walked straight to the desk. But Zhu Di didn't think it was wrong, and after looking at it with interest, he suddenly left a sentence that shocked everyone.

"Your Zhang family has always been a family of generals, and you gave up martial arts and followed literature, isn't it because in today's peaceful and prosperous world, it is easy to be promoted as a civil official?"

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