"Li Zisheng, what is your intention in mentioning this sycamore?" The man asked softly, not showing the slightest change in his tone.

"The younger generation often went to listen to the village lectures when they were children, and the most impressive thing is that the Qizhou Wutong Forest was planted by King Ning of my dynasty for his concubine, just because his concubine was a person from Luoyang, and he loved the sycamore very much, so King Ning personally planted a hundred miles of sycamore in Qizhou. Princess Ning also died suddenly when the sycamore flowers were fragrant, and this poem was written for King Ning and his concubine. ”

When the man heard Li Zisheng's words, Gujing Wubo's eyes also fluctuated.

Except for the man, the rest of the people heard this, and their expressions were full of strangeness and sighs, and Zhang Shuling's expression was even more uncomfortable.

"What's the explanation?" The man's tone was still flat,

Although this poem seems to be relatively simple and easy to understand, the actual solution is still very obscure, which the man himself has long noticed.

The purpose of calling this Li Zisheng this time is to let him interpret the artistic conception of this poem for himself.

"Jin Se twenty-five strings, why did you write fifty strings here?" The man asked curiously. The man was obviously curious about this poem, especially the example of borrowing from the past and the present, and it was a masterpiece of poetry, regardless of the intention, and he could not believe that it was written by an eighteen-year-old child.

"Guser has fifty strings, and Jinser has twenty-five strings." Li Zisheng is here, and he doesn't say much.

The man also obviously knew what Li Zisheng wanted to explain at this time, so he simply didn't ask, the poems are all in the product, if the words of the poet are clear, the poem will be boring.

"In your poem, there are many index allusions, which shows the depth of your daily accumulation, when did you start learning such majestic allusions." The man was clearly trying to knock on the side.

"Back to adults, I often listened to the lectures in the village at the age of three, began to learn poetry at the age of five, and learned the art of Qihuang at the age of six.

Li Zisheng naturally replied without leakage, anyway, these are all facts, if such a person wants to investigate himself, it is very simple, there is no need for him to hide it, so it is better to simply explain it clearly.

"You go to the director of the academy and report to the heavens, you can choose three books to read every month, three taels per month, and reimbursement for room and board."

"Alright, let's go." The man obviously didn't want to say anything to Li Zisheng, and there was no need to beat around the bush, so he directly sent Li Zisheng back.

Li Zisheng also retired, his purpose of this trip was achieved, although he didn't know what was going on behind it, but as long as he needed it, he could do it, but what Li Zisheng didn't know was what kind of sensation his poem caused.

"This situation can be recalled, but it was already clear at the time."

After the man finished speaking, there were faint tears in his eyes, Zhang Shuling and several generals saw it, and they were also extremely distressed in their hearts, others didn't know their own prince, but everyone in their own family knew the pain in the prince's heart, and their hatred for that person.

Li Zisheng had already left the attic and met the director of the academy, and the director seemed to know the rewards and punishments that the man said.

After leading Li Zisheng to finish receiving the heavenly clothes and waiting, he no longer paid attention to Li Zisheng and left. However, one thing that has not changed is that Li Zisheng is still in the original dormitory and has not moved, but Li Zisheng is not a person who asks for trouble, so he did not ask about this situation again.

Back in the dormitory, I put my clothes in order, and I had an extra paper ball in my hand.

This was given to him by Zhang Shuling when he had just gone to the attic, and this examination revealed strangeness everywhere, and Li Zisheng was very strange from beginning to end. Especially when he actually met the prince, such a royal relative.

The reason why Li Zisheng submitted a poem to Jin Se was also because the status of the people in this attic must be high, and the reason was nothing more than Zhang Shuling, Zhang Shuling's luck was Qingyun, and this kind of luck was definitely the son of a high-ranking person.

I must write it well, only in this way will I get attention, but who is this Zhang Shuling, this person in a three-clawed dragon suit must be a relative of the emperor, a prince, but Zhang Shuling is not surnamed Li, what is Zhang Shuling's identity?

In their eyes, he was just a small child, why did he come to this place, and such a big man came to see him to teach? What is behind this, Li Zisheng seems to have entered a fog.

Li Zisheng opened the paper ball that Zhang Shuling stuffed himself.

There are only eight words on the paper.

"Be careful with the supervisor and the hole to punch"

Seeing these words, Li Zisheng suddenly felt as if he was caught in a terrible matter, and Li Zisheng himself hurriedly sorted out what he had done along the way, what he had encountered, and what was unusual about the people he had met.

However, the more Li Zisheng thought about it, the bigger his head became, and he couldn't figure it out at all. At the same time, Li Zisheng also paid great attention to the words on this note.

"It can be seen that Zhang Shuling has no hostility towards herself, and there is no need to harm herself, so the information on this note needs to be paid attention to."

Be careful of the director, you can see that this supervisor obviously has an unusual relationship with Yan Ziqing, especially if you can plead for him in such places, it is extremely normal to hate yourself because of this.

But why should you be careful of the holes?

I have never met this Kong Zhichong, and I have not had any intersection before, and the only one who can be connected must be my enlightenment teacher, Cheng Zhongliang.

No, his mentor Cheng Zhongliang, thinking of this, Li Zisheng suddenly realized something. When he left Tianshui Village, his teacher gave him a lot of ancient books, three of which he had, and when he left, his teacher asked him to burn them after reading them, which was the only thing he couldn't understand.

His teacher is a teacher of etiquette, and it is absolutely impossible to burn books, but he asks himself to do so, which must have a deep meaning, but he didn't ask much at the time, but at this time, in retrospect, the teacher's face is obviously unspeakable.

"Could it be because of the teacher? But the teacher is just an elder in the village, and even if he is famous, it is only a matter of about seven or eight officials asking for etiquette. Why did he provoke such a prince as a god? ”

The more Li Zisheng thought about it, the more confused he became, not knowing what conspiracy or plot there was.

But Zhang Shuling's reminder that it is still necessary to take it to heart, this director will definitely be hostile to himself, but Kong Zhichong himself has not provoked himself at all, and he is hostile to himself, which is a place worth pondering.