Fan Tian recalled the plot of the novel he had read in his previous life, and in the original historical trajectory, Fan Xian was also so arrogant.

He clearly remembered that when Fan Xian saw Emperor Qing, he rarely knelt down.

After all, as the protagonist of the Heavenly World, there is always a different kind of style.

If you kneel down when you see the emperor, won't you lose face as the protagonist of heaven and earth?

Thinking of the fact that His Majesty of the new dynasty is a kind and good person, Fan Tian was even more relieved and did not kneel.

Sure enough, the old man on the dragon chair didn't mind this.

The emperor smiled slightly, and said approvingly: "It is worthy of Xiao Fan Shixian, when we meet today, we are really a talent." I have read some of your poems, and they are indeed amazingly written, and I have admired you for a long time. ”

"A few days ago, Mr. Zhuang Mo Han came to my Daxin on the order of the Emperor of Northern Qi, he is a famous Confucian in the world, today I heard that Fan Gongzi is here, and he insists on meeting him."

"I heard Mr. Zhuang say that even he was full of praise for Fan Gongzi's poetry. Little Fan Shixian, what a pride of my new life! ”

Fan Tian turned his head to look and saw that in the middle of the seats of the civil and military officials, an old man with white hair and wearing the clothes of the Northern Qi Dynasty was particularly conspicuous.

The old man is very old, but he is full of energy, he is not an ordinary person at first glance, and his every move is in line with etiquette, quite the demeanor of a generation of university scholars.

After seeing Fan Tian, Zhuang Mohan smiled slightly and praised sincerely:

"Fan Gongzi's talent in poetry is excellent, rare in ancient and modern times, and now, even the people of my Northern Qi are singing your classic poems. It's a pity, why don't I have a literary genius like Xiao Fan Shixian in Northern Qi? ”

In fact, Zhuang Mohan was a representative of the Northern Qi mission and came to Kyoto City a few days earlier.

On the one hand, he was ordered by the Emperor of Northern Qi to find out how this new dynasty was and what was the difference between it and the past Daqing.

On the other hand, after the violent death of the original Qing Emperor, the two countries ceased war, and there was still some controversy over the demarcation of the national border.

Zhuang Mohan came to Daxin this time to discuss the disputed territorial issues between the two countries.

Recently, the world-famous little Fan Shixian is going to enter Beijing to meet the current emperor of the new dynasty, and the news has spread widely.

Zhuang Mohan, as a well-known old-timer in the literary world, couldn't suppress his curiosity, and he wanted to come to see this rising star.

So, he became a special guest at today's banquet.

Wang Mang stood up from the dragon chair, with a smile on his face, raised his wine glass, and drank it all in one gulp.

In the past few days, Lao Wang is in a very good mood.

After many requests, the little immortal master finally agreed to him and asked him to change the dragon chair to a normal size.

I don't have to sit on that giant king-size dragon chair anymore, and the chair is also clean, and there is no or anything, which is really good.

And Xiao Fan Shixian came to the imperial city today, which is even more joyful.

Thinking of this, Wang Mang looked at Fan Tian with gentle and kind eyes, and laughed heartily:

"Little Fan Shixian, I have recently ascended the throne, I am uneasy in my heart, I don't know how long I can sit in peace this time, can you chant a poem for me, I wish me eternal prosperity?"

"Your Majesty is loved by all the people of the world, and he is naturally the king of Yongchang. But since you said so, the grass people naturally obeyed. ”

Fan Tian smiled confidently and agreed without hesitation.

Then, he began to search for Fan Xian's memories in his mind and opened the treasure house of poetry.

Fan Tian secretly pondered, all emperors probably like that kind of poetry that is full of pride and swallows mountains and rivers.

If it was the same poem written by the emperor, maybe the effect would be even better!

Thinking of this, Fan Tian grabbed a wine glass during the banquet, drank it all, and recited in an impassioned tone-

"The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying.

Weijia Hai returned to his hometown.

Ande warriors are guarding the Quartet! ”

Hearing these words, the audience was silent, and then the civil and military ministers in the banquet put down their wine glasses and cheered again and again.

In particular, some military generals were even more excited and intoxicated when they heard it.

Although there are only a few sentences, in the minds of the generals, they have sketched a picture of the image-

They were worshiped by the Son of Heaven as generals, guarding the four directions for the king, sitting and watching the wind and clouds, how beautiful and majestic?

Daru Zhuang Mo Han also closed his eyes and nodded in praise again and again.

He tasted a glass of wine, stood up tremblingly, and said:

"Xiao Fan Shixian's poem, although it is short, only three sentences, is heroic and straightforward, and it can be described as the best in the poem!"

Zhuang Mohan turned his head again, bowed deeply to the emperor, and said: "Your Majesty, Xiao Fan Shixian only used a few words to express your ambition to be an emperor who is full of ambition and stabilizes the world, this kind of poetic talent is really rare in the world!" ”

However, Zhuang Mohan found that the expression of the emperor of the new dynasty was very strange.

His Majesty frowned, not knowing what he was thinking.

Could it be that his sycophants are in the wrong place?

Thinking of this, Zhuang Mo closed his mouth stupidly and retreated to his seat.

"Poetry is indeed good......

Wang Mang looked at the Fan Gongzi who was full of energy and pointed out the country, and after muttering for a long time, he finally spoke:

"It's just that, Fan Gongzi, did you really write this poem?"

Fan Tian was slightly stunned, not knowing why His Majesty asked such a question.

In this world, Ben didn't have these poems, but he came with those poems from his previous life, who could find them?

Isn't this self-written?

Fan Tian bowed slightly, and said righteously: "Your Majesty, the grass people are upright and never do anything to sell their fame and reputation, and this poem is naturally written by the grass people." ”

Behind him, the women also raised their eyebrows, pursed their lips, and said dissatisfiedly:

"That's right, it's naturally written by Xianggong!"

"In the whole world, apart from Xianggong, who else can write such a quatrain?"

Wang Mang turned his head and glanced at the women casually.

For some reason, although the emperor was a kind old man, several beauties felt a palpitation.

It was as if they had been looked at by a flesh-eating tiger, and they were so frightened that they didn't dare to make a sound.

Looking at Fan Gongzi with a righteous face, Wang Mang was silent for a moment and said, "But I think these poems are a little familiar." ”

"Although I am old and my memory is not very good, I remember that the poem is called "Song of the Great Wind", which seems to be from Han Gaozu...... The hand of the old thief Liu Bang. ”

Wang Mang closed his eyes and recalled the memories before he came to this world.

When the word "Liu" was mentioned, his tone couldn't help but increase a little.

Hearing this, Fan Tian was slightly stunned, and then cold sweat "brushed" out of his forehead.

What is the origin of today's saints?

How can people in this world know "Song of the Great Wind" and Liu Bang, the ancestor of the Han Dynasty?

Fan Tian is not a fool, but he also studied middle school history in his previous life, and he immediately thought of it a lot.

Wait, Qingguo changed the name of the country to Daxin?

And the holy name today is...... Wang Jujun?

This Wang Jujun, is his real name, or-

Wang Mang, the word giant?

New Dynasty ...... Wang Mang, these keywords are linked together, making Fan Tian realize an extreme magical possibility.

No, isn't he the only one in this world?

In his previous life, the usurper Wang Mang in history actually crossed over to this world?

Moreover, this tyrant also launched a coup d'état, replacing Daqing and establishing a great new dynasty?

Fan Tian heard it very clearly, just now, His Majesty the Emperor called Liu Bang, the ancestor of the Han Dynasty, an old thief.

Ordinary people in the previous life, even if they had the courage to scold the ancients, they didn't have the position to do so!

Could it be that His Majesty the Emperor in front of him is really the one who disobeyed the Liu family and usurped the Western Han Dynasty...... Wang Mang?