In the afternoon, between the end of the day, the sky was already dark.

Between the lake, a flat boat rowed again.

The girl in white held a penny, as if she was painting a landscape, and the boat was like lightning, shuttling quickly, and stopped to the shore in an instant.

She didn't go ashore, she didn't urge, she just waited quietly for His Highness.

It wasn't until the sunset briefly showed its head in the winter, and the sky became a thick red color, that Her Highness came over.

Beside His Royal Highness, there was a tall and heroic general seeing him off.

When the two of them were separated, His Royal Highness walked to the lake, and Bai Suli raised his head and asked, "It's freezing cold, is Your Highness willing to go back to the palace with me?" ”

Xia Yan nodded and stepped onto the boat.

Bai Suli saw that he was standing firm, so he waved the penny, the tip of the penny was a little on the surface of the lake, the water flow was divided into two, the long boat flew away, and the Qilin Pavilion and the island in the middle of the lake gradually disappeared.

Xia Yan stood at the stern of the boat, thinking about the harvest.

Today, a total of four exercises have been harvested.

Two Grandmaster Exercises: [Seventy-two Transformations of the Demon Spear] and [Seven Arrows of the Demon Heart]

Two Heavenly Rank Exercises: [Vajra is not bad], [Thousand Hands Guanyin]

Among them, [Thousand Hands Guanyin] is a secret weapon technique, just from the name you can hear the general direction of its development, once practiced, it almost becomes a human-shaped hidden weapon fortress, as long as the hidden weapon is enough, you can be a husband and a man.

However, what Xia Yan cared about was not the heaven-level [Thousand-Armed Guanyin], but wanted to use this as a stepping stone to take a look at the Grandmaster Method of the Hidden Weapon.

As for the exercises of the body method, he didn't have time to see it, so he could only save it for next time.

After all, he had a reasonable reason to come to Qilin Pavilion.

And... Dream Master Yu hadn't promised him yet.

The girl said she would have two days to think, and two days later... Regarding the question of having a child, he will definitely give an answer.

"Anyway, come back in two days."

Xia Yan said silently in his heart.

"Haven't you seen enough?"

A cold voice came from the front, and it was Bai Suli who was talking.

Xia Yan didn't respond.

Bai Suli said again: "Xiao Li Xuezheng said that the academy is strict in its governance, and it is not a day of rest, so you must not be absent for no reason...... Since His Royal Highness is absent, he needs to be punished, otherwise it will be difficult to block the mouths of students all over the world.

It is a presumptuous decree, blocking what the population says, and it can't block what people think, when the time comes, everyone will think that His Royal Highness is talented, but he does not respect the teacher, and the academy will come if he wants to, and he will not come if he can't think of it. ”

Xia Yan was stunned for a moment and asked, "So serious?" ”

Bai Suli said: "The prince is the attention of the world.

His Royal Highness was not virtuous in the past, and he gave up halfway in martial arts, but fortunately, his literary name was passed down to the world, and he had to worship Xiao Li Xuezheng as a teacher and entered the academy, which can be regarded as letting the world see the shining place of His Royal Highness.

Especially the scholars, they have expectations for His Royal Highness.

His Royal Highness's words and deeds are in the eyes of the world, especially those who read.

Your Highness, would you like to disappoint the world's scholars with an unwarranted absence?

These... It's all Xiao Li Xuezheng who asked me to tell you. ”

Xia Yan: ......

After all, he had never been an emperor, and he didn't expect this stubble for a while, but now when he heard this, he realized the seriousness of the problem.

"Tomorrow, I will be punished..."

He replied.

Bai Suli lowered her eyes slightly, looked at the dim twilight reflected in the lake, and said softly: "Xiao Li Xuezheng said, if His Royal Highness really wants to solve the problem, it is not as simple as being punished, but it is needed..."

She was a little reluctant, so she paused, but it seemed that she had to say, and only after a few seconds did she say: "Write a poem, write a lovesick poem, but don't fall into the king's status."

With poetry, this can be brought to an end. ”

Xia Yan nodded.

He understands that the affairs of the scholars must be solved by the methods of the scholars.

...

...

It's night.

The frost was heavy, and the cold wind was howling.

In the Moon Shadow Palace, Xia Yan took the blue wolf pen, glacier ink, and small snow paper, and waved the pen with Yan Liu's brushwork to complete this lovesick poem in one fell swoop.

After writing it, he handed it to Bai Suli, who was waiting behind, and said, "Roll it up and hand it to Xiao Li Xuezheng for me tomorrow." ”

That's it?

Bai Ma was a little stunned, she walked over and took a look, the fox eyes under the short hair bangs condensed gently, the sandalwood mouth opened slightly, and she couldn't help but read it out loud.

"Leave the thoughts.

Once the sea was difficult to water, except for Wushan, it is not a cloud.

Take the second flower bush lazy review, half of the world and half of the king. ”

After thinking about it, Bai Ma was silent for a long time, and suddenly let out a slightly self-deprecating laugh, and the prince had already gone away.

Xia Yan also wrote this poem with a purpose.

This is to block the queen's mouth, so that she can't find a concubine for him after the future dream concubine leaves, if he wants to find it, he will use the sentence "The sea was once difficult to water, except that Wushan is not a cloud" to prevaricate the past.

When the time comes, even if you find her, I won't go to her couch, because I only have the strongest tool in my heart - Dream Master.

As for Wushan, Xia Yan has understood, there is really this mountain, and it is in Yujing City, which belongs to one of the eighteen mountains of Yujing, on which the clouds and mist are shrouded, and there are often literati and ink writers who climb the mountain to watch the clouds, which is just in line with this poem.

...

...

When this poem is in the hands of Bai Ma, it is equivalent to the hands of the queen.

Lao Bangzi is still wearing a black gold phoenix robe with a split in winter, and the jade legs are wrapped with white silk Luo socks, which are woven with the best ice silk, the ice is clear and jade, as thin as cicada wings, and there is almost no thickness, which perfectly makes the long legs and small feet visible, and even the toes, palms of the feet, and the thin foot shape can be seen clearly.

She fingered the inky poem, looked at it again and again, and muttered: "Once the sea was difficult to turn into water, except for Wushan, it is not a cloud...... The poems of the little waste are really getting more and more beautiful.

Hongu can't bear it...

It's better to fulfill him and the dream master, and it is not impossible for the palace to be a queen mother who listens to the government.

Anyway, it's a short-lived species that doesn't live long...

For the sake of this poem, it will help him achieve the name of Emperor Wen, and this palace wants to see what else he can write.

It's been a long time since I've had such a talented poet in the literary world.

These poems of his may be able to raise the combat power of the people of the world to a higher level, but they will be of great benefit to the mountains and rivers. ”

Lao Bangzi read the words in his mouth, turned this poem over and over again, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, and he couldn't help but praise: "Take the second flower bush lazy review, half of the world and half of the king."

Unexpectedly... The little waste was so ridiculous before, so unlearned, and the result was Neixiu, and now he actually wants to be an infatuated Mingjun, it seems that he will not marry the dream master, and it seems that he doesn't want to have other concubines. ”

She played with it for a long time, but she was still amazed and reluctant to let go.

Suddenly, he said: "Xiaobai." ”

"Mother, my subordinates are here." Bai Suli responded.

Lao Bangzi said: "You can stay here in the palace for the authenticity of this poem, and the palace will ask people to write a letter back to you, and tomorrow you will take this imitation and hand it to Xiao Li Xuezheng."

Tell her that the real work is in the hands of this palace, and let her not worry about it.

This authentic work, if it is put for hundreds of years, may not become a very rare treasure, even if it cannot become a treasure, then the "Lisi Ti" written by Emperor Wen himself three hundred years ago is also priceless.

This thing, this palace has to keep..."

The old man is ready to gather wool in the open.

Bai Suli: ......