"Sell charcoal, cut down and burn charcoal in the southern mountains.

His face was full of dust and smoke, and his temples were pale and his fingers were black.

What is the profit from selling charcoal? The clothes on the body eat in the mouth.

……”

Yun Shuxian involuntarily recited this long poem in a low voice.

This poem didn't feel like much in the ears of Yu Dingzhi and others, but it was in the ears of the crown prince Wu Qian...... His heart tightened suddenly, his pupils shrank, and he returned to normal in an instant.

Yun Shuxian silently read the long poem twice, then raised his head and returned the book to Zhuang Beishi.

Zhuang Beishi looked at Yun Shuxian with great anticipation, "Brother Yun is a Confucian of Wu Kingdom, I still remember when I was talking about the Tao in Huanhuaxi, Brother Yun's sharp insight was a big kill!" ”

"What do you think of this long poem made by the regent?"

Yun Shuxian smiled and waved his hand: "Don't mention the past again, didn't you lose to Old Man Hua in the end?" ”

He pointed to the book in Zhuang Beishi's hand and asked, "When the regent wrote this poem, he suddenly felt it at home?" Or has he really seen the charcoal seller in the cold winter? ”

It's not the same.

This helped him make a new judgment about Li Chenan.

The exquisite articles that have been circulated by many literati in the world are not necessarily felt by watching them in person.

There is one thing that is particularly powerful about literati, that is, they are extremely rich in imagination.

Xu is the reason why I have read a lot of books, the weather can be a poem of rain, and the heat can be written about heavy snow.

If you don't see the mountains, you can paint the majesty of the mountains, and if you don't see the river, you can describe the beauty of the river.

Wait a minute.

Li Chen'an arrived in Guangling City in the summer of last year.

This long poem must have been completed last year.

Perhaps in the winter of last year, Li Chen'an baked the fire and looked at the snow, and because of the charcoal burning in the stove, he remembered the old man who sold charcoal, so it is possible to write this long poem.

But that's not what Zhuang said when he said goodbye:

"I also listened to what Hua Lao said."

"Last year, the snow was all over Kyoto."

"The regent walked with Hua Lao, not in a carriage, but in the snowy streets."

"Hua Lao said that it was evening, the weather was cold, and he happened to meet an old man selling charcoal on the street."

When the regent saw this, his heart was sour, so he casually wrote this poem and bought the old man's ox cart of charcoal.

"This is the origin of this song "The Charcoal Seller".

"Hua Lao believes that this poem and book exhausts the suffering of the common people, but such suffering does not seem to be taken seriously by those in power."

"I'm afraid that even those in power will not take a second look!"

"But this is the most real situation of ordinary people!"

Hua Lao proposed to incorporate this poem into Chinese studies, and let the readers of Ningguo read this poem. The meaning is ...... Let the scholars of Ningguo see more of the real life of the people, and think about why the people live so poorly! ”

"Hua Lao hopes that after the scholars of Ningguo one day become a parent official, what they think is not to fish for silver with their left hand and their hat with their right hand."

"He hopes that the officials of Ningguo can think more and do more for the people of Ningguo, and there will be fewer miserable old people like charcoal sellers......

This is the core of the Regent's current rule...... The regent said that we should build a relatively fair and peaceful country where the old are supported, the young are educated, the poor are dependent, and the difficult can be helped. ”

"This goal is very ambitious, but the future is extremely bright, so the officials of the DPRK and China are very busy."

"There's a long way to go...... The regent said, "The road is long, and we should seek it up and down!" ”

"He,"

Zhuang Beishi stretched out his thumb: "It's not that the old man is boasting, our regent, is the light of Ningguo, not only can coquettish the literary world for 5,000 years, he will also lead Ningguo...... Stand on top of the world! ”

After saying this, Zhuang Beishi suddenly leaned over, and whispered in Yun Shuxian's ear:

"Brother Yun, I suggest you tell His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, Ji Tai is dead, and Ning Guo is completely different from before!"

"Under the leadership of the regent, the court and the people of Ningguo will gradually become united!"

"All the past maladministrations of the DPRK and China have been cleaned up."

"Today's officials all have the same ideals as the regent!"

"Now the students of Ningguo are all taking the regent as an example!"

"The people of Ningguo regard the regent as a beacon, and the soldiers of Ningguo are the only ones who look forward to the regent!"

"Ning Guo has been twisted into a rope, although he is still a little poor for the time being, but the backbone of Ning people is standing up...... We are really not afraid of a fight! ”

"Negotiate what? Wuyaguan is the land of Ningguo, how can it be ceded to you Wu State? ”

"Tell you that prince, don't think about those who have or don't, govern the country of Wu well, and become friends with our regent. Future...... Your crown prince ascended the throne as emperor, and our regent also ascended the throne as emperor, and the reconciliation between the two countries will be of great benefit to each other! ”

"The old man's words are all here, from the bottom of my heart!"

"If your prince doesn't believe ......"

Zhuang Beishi shook his head, "Then your prince is really blind!" ”

Wu Qian, who was listening carefully, suddenly froze, but he controlled his impulse, and he turned his head to look at the stone tablet again.

He hadn't seen Li Chen'an, but at this moment, Li Chen'an's appearance gradually became clear in his mind.

An eighteen-year-old boy with the talent of a poet.

A regent who understands the sufferings of the people and can set his eyes on the people.

A pioneer who is not afraid of reform, has the courage to explore, and can implement it.

An infatuated lover who does not give up on love.

Such a person is, of course, a rare powerful person in the world.

Such a person is certainly qualified enough to be his friend of Wu Qian.

If he is a friend, this is his Wu Qian's luck!

But if such a person takes Ning Guozhen and goes on like this, for Wu Guo...... There are pros and cons!

As for how to choose, Wu Qian was difficult to decide for a while.

When Zhuang said goodbye, he said goodbye to Yun Shuxian.

Yun Shuxian looked at the stele again, "Let's go, since Hua Lao is not here, let's go back to the Yuelai Inn first." ”

……

……

A tea stove.

Two cups of new tea.

Yun Shuxian raised his eyes and looked at the undecided crown prince Wu Qian.

"Your Highness, if you weren't His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, you should be able to become friends with Li Chen'an."

"But Your Highness, you are His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, after returning to China after this incident, the emperor will announce it to the world...... You will ascend the throne as emperor and become the king of Wu! ”

"The one who is the king is called the lonely ......"

Yun Shuxian picked up the teacup, "For the lonely, no friends!" ”

"For Wu Guoji, Li Chen'an...... It's better to die! ”

"If you extinguish this lamp of Ning Kingdom, Wu Kingdom will prosper forever in your hands!"

Wu Qian took a deep breath, and also took a sip of the teacup.

He finally made up his mind.

He turned his head to look at the young man standing beside him, and said:

"On the first day of junior high school, tell the Pavilion Master of Tianyin Pavilion to ask the Seven Swords to go down to Tianshan!"

"Kill Li Chen'an!"