"Yes. ”

Uncle Zhong couldn't help but tears.

Your Majesty doesn't know what to think, as if he really forgot about this son, and he doesn't even have a letter.

Zhongbo went in person.

Marquis Wu Cheng has already arrived outside the city, the post station.

Tomorrow, he will formally meet Lord Wei and participate in the banquet.

......

As for Prince Jin.

Oh, His Royal Highness the Prince.

In fact, the only order I received was to "take a look".

Then take a look.

Qi Hao never tried to figure out what the emperor was thinking, which was one of the reasons why he was the most favored and trusted.

And he didn't care about anything else, thinking that after returning to Beijing and resuming his life, he could continue to lead the army north, thinking about his own strategy.

What he has to do is to take a look at Wang Chuan, and after returning to China, he will truthfully report what he has seen and heard.

At most, when the Jin lord asked him "How is this son", he answered his true feelings truthfully.

So it's all about it, let's take a look at it.

When Zhongbo came to see him, he received him respectfully and sent him back......

Do you believe it?

That was his first impression of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince whom he had never met.

Qi Hao read it word by word carefully, and then, his impression was very bad.

Are you so impatient?

I haven't entered the city yet, so I sent a letter here, saying that I miss my father and want to return to China as soon as possible......

Can't bear it?

Can't stand the pressure?

What are you afraid of?

Well, Qi Hao was disappointed.

Qi Hao calmed down and read the book, this time reading the biography of Lu Buwei.

At that time, the alien was used as a proton, because of the feud between the two countries, the Qin State attacked the Zhao State many times, and the Zhao State did not treat the alien politely. And as the grandson of King Qin, he was not taken seriously and was sent to Zhao as a hostage, and his carriages and horses and daily wealth were not rich, and his life was embarrassing.

Lü Buwei is a strange commodity to live in.

"How many times more profitable can I make from plowing the field?"

"Ten times. ”

"How many times is the profit from selling pearls and jade?"

"A hundredfold. ”

"How many times can I make a profit by setting up a monarch of a country?"

"Countless. ”

Now it seems that Wang Chuan will not be a good investment target.

The sky was dark, the courtyard was gloomy, there was not even a lamp, the north wind was bleak, and it was already cool.

A hole was made in the roof, also called a skylight.

Wang Chuan sat cross-legged and cultivated, his whole body began to tremble slightly, his pores opened, and he actually had a tendency to absorb the essence of the moon.

When the Lingtai stepped into the wonderful realm, he had an understanding.

The pores of the whole body are swallowed, and the true qi circulates around the whole body.

The sun and moon are refined, and the whole person's soul is much clearer, and there are no distractions, only the Dao heart is becoming more and more tenacious.

I'm going to start shooting myself.

Wang Chuan put on a fox fur cloak, his face became more and more pale, and his body was trembling.

Uncle Zhong cautiously came and knocked on the door.

"What's the matter?"

"Your Highness, someone visited, a young man named Yang Hao, I haven't heard of it. ”

Wang Chuan hadn't heard of it either, and shook his head. "Let him. ”

Uncle Zhong answered, and not long after leaving, he came back and knocked on the door. "Your Highness, he said that he is willing to fully support you and offer all the money and energy in the Wei State......"

"Let him. Wang Chuan shook his head.

Uncle Zhong went down again, and soon came back and knocked at the door. "Your Highness, he said that this is the last time it will be transmitted. He brought a famous doctor over, and he wanted the entire Wei and Jin kingdoms to know that Your Highness was seriously ill......"

Wang Chuan thought for a moment. "It's time to see, let him wait. ”

......

Qi Hao's car drove the guard of honor into Los Angeles, and many people saw it.

It is neither low-key nor public, and it usually conducts diplomatic consultations.

Lord Wei prepared a banquet for him, although it was still early.

There are neatly scaled clouds above the wide Miyagi, and the momentum is magnificent, like a mountain pressing the realm.

It's not the first time Wang Chuan has come to the Wei Imperial Palace, I'm afraid it will be the last time.

Then come, I have long been ready to face this majesty.

The storm is coming.

Occasionally, there are eunuchs wearing moon-white dresses carrying things and holding dust, walking under the corridor with small steps, and people appear here respectfully and cautiously.

The chief eunuch who led the way thought that he had also secretly probed Wang Chuan's cultivation many times, but in vain.

When they entered the main hall to pay their respects, it was already full of singing, dancing, drinking, and merrymaking.

The emperor is here, Qi Hao is also there, and the other ministers are also there.

Those who cared so much about him were already beginning to want to see Wang Chuan clearly.

He dealt with it with fear, looked at Qi Hao several times, and finally held back.

Lord Wei raised his glass several times, and Wang Chuan also followed, although his actions were a little sluggish.

Other times, he didn't move, and he shrank his head like an ostrich.

I don't know what I'm talking about.

"Wang Chuan. ”

Lord Wei suddenly called him once.

I didn't know what we were talking about just now, but everyone stopped shouting.

Wang Chuan was also stunned, and hurriedly got up to salute, but accidentally bumped into the table on the way. "Your Majesty......"

Lord Wei is in his forties, and he is in the prime of life. And the cultivation is not low.

The face of a knife and an axe, stiff and hard, and the eyes are deep and focused. Wearing a yellow robe, he has an air of contempt.

"Wang Chuan, you're almost an adult, are you homesick?" Lord Wei asked him.

"This is a piece of music, and I don't want to be promoted. Wang Chuan blurted out.

There were a few sneers above the hall, these big people should have been calm, but they really couldn't hold back.

"Do you really not want to?" Lord Wei asked him.

"No...... Don't want to. Wang Chuan hesitated a little and subconsciously glanced back.

"Who taught you to say that?" Lord Wei asked again.

"Uncle Zhong......" Wang Chuan was about to speak, and seemed to be unconscious, so he quickly stopped.

The others looked at each other.

Lord Wei laughed a few times, didn't know what he was thinking, and spoke to him again. "I heard that you made the teacher angry before, and you have grown up and become sensible, so you should respect your teacher in the future. Back then, your parents entrusted me with care, and I never had time to care about you, so today I take this opportunity to compose a poem, and I will look at your knowledge. Is it okay? Someone, prepare pen and ink for my nephew!"

In front of me, I had already watched the eunuch palace maid move onto the desk with her hands and feet, and prepare the four treasures of the study.

Wang Chuan's eyes widened suddenly, and he scratched his hair. "Your Majesty, I don't have poetry today, let's do it another day. ”

"Just today!" Lord Wei's will was also unchangeable, staring straight at him.

Wang Chuan stood there, his head bowed, and he didn't say a word.

It seemed like a silent protest.

The ink had already been polished, and the palace maid was still standing there and had to continue.

The atmosphere seemed to be about to stalemate.

"It must be that you, a slut, didn't grind well for my nephew, and there is no poetry!" Lord Wei suddenly pointed to the palace maid who was grinding in the center of the hall. "Let's go, drag me out and cut it off!"

The woman was so frightened that she fell to her knees, crying and begging for mercy. "Your Majesty's life! Your Majesty's life, Your Majesty's ,,,"

The guards stepped forward and coldly dragged the people away.

The scene was tragic, but he didn't dare to open his mouth to beep for fear of touching his head again.

"My nephew can't make poetry, what do you want!!" Lord Wei was furious.

No matter how you look at this, it is said to the palace maid,

"Wang Chuan can't compose poems, what do you want you to do with grinding?"

It's not a mockery of Wang Chuan.

"You can't even do poetry, what use do you want Wang Chuan to ......do?"

A pun intended.

"Your Majesty, I'll do it!"

Wang Chuan said loudly.

Lord Wei waved his hand, and the guards were instructed to stop.

The palace maid was dragged to the door, like a madman, and begged for mercy all the time.

Lord Wei looked at him quietly.

Looking at Wang Chuan, who was clenching his fists lightly, he seemed to see a little bit of young man's grandeur on the other party's slightly angry face.

Wang Chuan's face was righteous and awe-inspiring, and he pointed out. "This place is not far from the desk, so I'll make a poem in seven steps. ”

Then he set off and walked over, step by step.

Everyone seemed to have an illusion in a trance, and this person's back was straightening step by step, as if the two of them were just pretending to be stupid.

Hold the pen, the pen moves, and the poem is written.

Coherent.

The eunuch hurried over, trotted with his hands raised and presented it respectfully.

Lord Wei seemed to be satisfied with his attitude and nodded slightly.

I just got the poem, and after reading it, I stood up suddenly, grasping the rice paper with both hands, the green tendons on the back of my hands rose up hideously, and my pupils constricted.

Everyone knows that the emperor is furious!

Just looking at this reaction felt wrong.

The courtiers who were familiar with the emperor understood that this was suppressing their anger.

It's none of my business, and I can't help but get nervous.

"Yes, yes!"

"Good poetry!"

"It's worthy of being my good nephew, the imperial sister gave birth to a good son!!Wang Yang gave birth to a good son!!"

"Reward!

The voice full of air was extremely loud, and it spread throughout the hall......

This also shows that the emperor's anger is so monstrous......

His eyes were firmly fixed on Wang Chuan in front of him, thinking that I really wouldn't kill you??

Wang Chuan stood motionless below, his face calm as usual, looking at him quietly.

It's just that the waist is straight, straight......

"It's not early, let's disperse......"

Lord Wei brushed his sleeves and left.

The eunuch hurriedly shouted and drove back to the palace, and quickly followed.

Wang Chuan also bowed, saluted, and sent him off.

Bent deeply, he smiled without anyone noticing.

"Your Majesty, are you satisfied with me like this?"

"If I'm pretending to be too stupid and I don't believe that I can't fool myself, then I'm a joke. ”

"If you act too smart, you will not tolerate it, and you will inevitably strangle me in the cradle and prevent me from becoming a threat to Wei. ”

"It's really hard for me to grasp this degree. ”

"For me now,"

"My dear uncle,"

"Are you satisfied?"

......

"Is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince about to start taking off, how high can he fly?

Qi Hao was very concerned about the things in the main hall.

Like everyone else, I was extremely curious about what this poem wrote, and I tried to find out a little depth.

Later this poem reached his ears and had already spread throughout the capital.

This poem, this person, directly expresses the grievances in the chest, and the meaning of unhappiness!

That kind of strong emotion really erupted from the text, and the momentum was violent.

"Three thousand miles from the homeland,"

"Twenty years in the deep palace. ”

"A sound of He Manzi,"

Tears fell in front of you. ”

"I said a long time ago that this meat-eating prince is pretending to be crazy and stupid!"

“......”

The night is dark, and the mood is happy.

There are still many people in the streets and alleys gossiping after tea and dinner, or warming the kang in restaurants or at home.

People who are surrounded by people are often a little inky, and are inexplicably admired by most of the illiterate people, and they only feel unclear.

The other people who had already heard what the court had seen and heard were extremely excited, as if they were there.