Chapter Ninety-Three: Bachelor

"Yaya's phew... It's a big game, this time it's troublesome, it's trouble!"

A luxurious carriage was running wildly in the imperial capital, heading directly towards the northern city, Xiao Lang sat in the carriage with a sad face, extremely distressed in his heart.

However, if he knew that the five poems he had stolen had spread throughout the imperial capital, the most famous scholars in several dynasties would all be moved and amazed, and he would probably be even more distressed.

He didn't think much about it just now, in order to keep Dongfang Hongdou from making trouble, he forgave himself for unintentionally looking at her body, but casually stole a few quatrains through the ages.

Now that I think about it, I find that I am extremely compelling, especially the last song, this is not to tell everyone that I am interested in Dongfang Hongdou? In such a formal occasion, this is equivalent to courting Dongfang Hongdou!

And I have never done poetry, how should I explain this to my aunt when I go back?

Don't think about it, after tonight, I will definitely become a celebrity, a peerless talent. I'm afraid that in the future, these bullshit poetry banquets will continue to be stolen? That will one day be exposed, and he doesn't like this kind of bullshit banquet the most.

"Alas... Yun Zishan, Lao Tzu has made you miserable, and the next time I have a chance, I will return it to you twice!"

The carriage went out of the city, Xiao Lang slowly calmed down and began to think of countermeasures.

As a result, as soon as the carriage arrived at the gate of the Xiao family's compound, he found countless guards waiting at the door, and before the carriage came over, he immediately came over and said:

"Lang Shao, the patriarch is invited!"

"Lang Shao, Miss Tsing Yi asked you to go to her immediately when you come back!"

"Lang Shao, the head of the family is invited!"

Xiao Lang was dumbfounded, not knowing what the situation was. In the end, I could only decide to go to my aunt's place to find out the wind first, and explain to a few guards: "You go back to grandpa and second uncle, and I will arrive later!"

Extremely nervous, he quickly walked into Tsing Yi Pavilion, and along the way, Xiao Lang still didn't understand what made the three of them summon at the same time. Could it be that Dongfang Hongdou asked people to summon and say that they were booing her?

"Come in!"

Xiao Qingyi sat in the living room, and when he saw Xiao Lang's eyebrows peeking in, his face sank, and he said indifferently.

Xiao Lang was frightened when he saw Xiao Qingyi's posture, and walked in with some twists, lowering his head and calling out with a flushed face: "Auntie!"

"There's something to do!"

Xiao Qingyi didn't look at Xiao Lang, but put the book in his hand and kept silent.

"Auntie, listen to my explanation..."

Xiao Lang saw that his aunt was angry, and he was even more worried, gritted his teeth and wanted to defend himself.

"Ugh..."

Xiao Qingyi sighed heavily, interrupted him, turned his head and said, "Lang'er, don't you want to learn martial arts?

"Huh?"

Xiao Lang couldn't keep up with the rhythm of Xiao Qingyi's speech, and blinked his eyes in a daze.

Xiao Qingyi continued: "Do you want to learn from literature in your heart? It's not that your aunt forced you, the world is so cruel, and without great strength, you can never control your life. Listen to your aunt, give up from the text, and work hard to cultivate, this is the royal way. ”

Xiao Lang's expression was extremely exciting, but his hanging heart suddenly relaxed. He thought that Dongfang Hongdou was crazy, but he didn't expect that it was his own poetry, so it wasn't a big deal.

It's just that what he doesn't understand is... How did this spread so quickly? I just came back, and my aunt knew about it?

He groaned and immediately said, "Well, I listen to my aunt, and I will never write poetry again." By the way, aunt... How would you know?"

Xiao Qingyi's face became better at this time, she was most afraid that Xiao Lang would indulge in these poor and sour words and delay the precious cultivation time, which made people ask Xiao Lang to educate and enlighten as soon as he came back. Seeing Xiao Lang's good attitude at this moment, a smile appeared on his face and said, "How do I know? Now that the whole emperor is rioting, they are all talking about you, the first genius of the ages." The five great scholars jointly issued an invitation letter to recruit you to the Shige, and begged the emperor to grant you the position of bachelor! Xiao Dacaizi, you are now famous in the imperial capital!"

"Damn... Such an exaggeration!"

Xiao Lang's pupils dilated suddenly, in disbelief. He didn't know how much he was shocked by the fact that he stole five poems at random, and that he was so shocked by the old bachelor who regarded the text as his life. On the other hand, the martial arts of the War Dynasty were in decline, and it was difficult to produce individual talents, and those literati and writers took the opportunity to hype up, improve the status of literati, and attract the attention of the royal family.

The war dynasty established the country by force and ruled the country by the army, and the highest status in the dynasty was the warrior. For example, Xiao Bu Die and the three old immortals of the other three major families are all treated as national teachers, seeing that the emperor is exempt from kneeling, he has the power to mobilize 100,000 soldiers and horses, and he is given a gold medal for avoiding death, unless he is guilty of treason.

Xiao Qinglong and the other three family masters are all generals with the title of king, with high power, they can command an army when they go to northern Xinjiang, and the elders and strong people of each family have titles and rewards.

The power of the four great families is so great that it can be said that the dynasty can be said to cover the sky with one hand.

The civil service only emerged more than 300 years ago, and it was also because those strong people were afraid of managing their people to deal with miscellaneous affairs, and slowly there was a civil service system, and in recent years, there have been countless vassal and elegant people. The most powerful civil officials are the five great scholars, and their power is second only to Xiao Immortal, and they can reach the level of Xiao Qinglong.

Usually, these five scholars are noisy in the main hall, and they don't look at each other right, and today they jointly wrote a letter, asking the emperor to give a seventeen-year-old boy the position of bachelor, and they are on an equal footing, and they will also recruit the scholars to become the head of the hundred officials, how can the imperial capital not be shaken?

Xiao Qingyi explained, Xiao Lang realized how big he had played this time, and when he thought of discussing poetry and songs with a group of poor old scholars every day, he wanted to die. I knew that I had stabbed a few times and made amends to Dongfang Hongdou.

Xiao Lang swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, and hurriedly looked at Xiao Qingyi for help, and said, "I can't compose poetry, and I won't do it if I am killed in the future, what should my aunt do? I don't want to follow the text, I want to practice martial arts!"

Xiao Qingyi glanced at Xiao Lang in surprise and said, "Are you sure?"

Xiao Lang nodded very firmly, and Xiao Qingyi smiled at this time: "This is easy to do, you announce that you will close the pen, and you will no longer compose poems in the future, let your grandfather talk about other things!"

Xiao Lang breathed a sigh of relief, patted his chest, and then said, "I came back just now and grandpa and the head of the family summoned me, and this is also for this, right?"

"Well, it should be, you go quickly!" Xiao Qingyi saw that Xiao Lang had no intention of abandoning Wu Congwen, so he was relieved and hurriedly urged Xiao Lang to see Xiao Budie.

Xiao Lang immediately slipped out and walked towards the Qingdi Pavilion, Zen Lao was waiting outside the Qingdi Pavilion, and when he saw Xiao Lang coming, he hurriedly said: "Young Master Lang, hurry up and go in, the patriarch has been waiting for you for a long time!"

"Grandpa!"

Xiao Lang walked into the study and called out honestly. Xiao Buzhi had already stood up, with a smile on his face, and laughed: "My grandson is so powerful, he actually shocked those old antiques." These old antiques have always looked at me unpleasantly, and there are many impeachments in the palace. This time you showed your face to your grandfather, Lang'er, I didn't expect you to have such a hand?"