This is called which pot is not opened and which pot is mentioned.

When Xia Hua heard this, her mood suddenly became not good.

She also looked at Wu Qian, "You are His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, I heard that next autumn, you will ascend the throne as the emperor and become the emperor of the Wu Kingdom?" ”

The corners of Wu Qian's mouth curled and nodded.

Xia Hua said again: "I saw it with my own eyes on the top of the West Mountain in Shuzhou, Ningguo...... Considering that his every move is also under the watchful eye of the cardinal, then you should already know the news. ”

"But you're asking me ...... right now"

Xia Hua looked at the students downstairs by the lotus pond and paused, "You haven't actually forgotten him, you have actually always regarded him as your opponent, whether it is in governance or poetry, you still want to compete with him subconsciously." ”

"It's not bad."

"Because of his talents, he can indeed be an example for the people of the world! Taking him as the peak can indeed give you the motivation to keep climbing and pursuing. ”

"But he ...... Already standing on top of the mountain! ”

"It's not that I underestimate these literati students, even if they are the four great talents of our Wu Kingdom, at least in terms of poetry and articles, they ...... Too far behind to catch up with! ”

Xia Hua actually said this very tactfully.

But listening to Wu Qian's ears, it pierced his heart like a needle.

Because the meaning of Xia Hua's words is also very simple-

takes Li Chenan as an opponent and wants to compare with Li Chenan, which means that he is under Li Chenan!

It's that I'm too cautious.

I can't get along with a dead man.

Especially when it comes to learning.

His attainments in poetry are not as good as those of the four great talents of Wu State, and they are beyond the reach of Li Chen'an, so isn't he even more unbearable?

Wu Qian, who has always been extremely conceited, was very angry.

But there was a smile on his face.

"After seeing his poems, I also liked him very much, and admitted that with his talent and learning, he really stood on the top of the mountain."

"This palace doesn't have that time to carve poems, and the mind of this palace is above the national economy and people's livelihood."

Since the comparison, of course, we have to play to the strengths and avoid the weaknesses.

Wu Qian knows this well:

"Future...... The future is far away, let's talk about the present. ”

"The palace has achieved the endless level, and after the palace ascends the throne as the emperor...... The main palace will personally drive the expedition and include the Annam Province of Ningguo into the territory of Wu State! ”

"There are many ideals in this palace, and they will all be realized one by one in the near future."

"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

"Bengong never expected that such a talented and learned person would forget the fundamental principle of fame and food."

"The national policy he set for Ning Guo will inevitably lead Ning Guo into the abyss within five years...... Maybe worse than when Ji Tai was in power. ”

Wu Qian looked at the full moon in the sky, and the smile on his face was even bigger:

"The Yue Kingdom is caught in the whirlpool of the struggle for the throne, and there is a restless Zen Buddhism, and in a short period of time, the Yue Kingdom has no time to look west."

"Wait for the situation in Vietnam to settle down...... I'm afraid the main palace has already occupied the Jiangnan of Ningguo at that time! ”

"Jiangnan is good, this palace wants to row on the West Lake!"

Xia Hua raised her eyebrows, she looked at Wu Qian, this time she looked very carefully.

Ten years no see.

That kid with a runny nose and dirty nose actually has a taste of pointing out the world at this moment!

Xia Hua didn't know what the current national conditions of Ning Guo were.

If it is really as Wu Qian said, if Wu Qian can really make Wu State stronger and more prosperous after succeeding to the throne, then Wu State will raise troops to the north, I am afraid that it can really hit Ning State hard.

But she didn't care about it.

She just felt that Wu Qianhe's appearance when she was a child in her memory had changed greatly.

Wu Qian felt Xia Hua's gaze, and he felt that it was the worship from Xia Hua!

He still leaned his neck back, and his face was calm and breezy.

But his appearance didn't last long before he was defeated by Xia Hua's words.

Xia Hua said in surprise:

"Little stick, it's grown!"

Wu Qian's heart trembled.

Small Sticks...... This is the nickname given to him by Xia Hua as a child.

It had been so many years that no one had dared to say it to his face, so much so that he had almost forgotten it.

Is this the testimony of the two childhood sweethearts?

Or did Natsuka revisit the nickname to wake him up?

Wu Qian felt that it should be the former, which showed that Xia Hua also remembered the past deeply.

He looked at Xia Hua and smiled awkwardly, took out a bamboo flute from his arms and handed it to Xia Hua, and whispered: "This little Qianzi...... This palace is an adult, so don't call it that in front of others in the future. ”

"This is a bamboo flute made by Bengong himself, you liked it very much at that time, Bengong knows that you still lack a Shenqin, Ning Guo has a winding beam, Bengong has found out who is in it, sooner or later one day Bengong will bring it back to you!"

Xia Hua hesitated for a moment and took the small bamboo flute and put it in her sleeve pocket.

Wu Qian looked at Xia Hua expectantly: "Listen to a song for me at the end of the meeting, how about it?" ”

Xia Hua shook her head:

"I haven't played the flute for many years, thank you for remembering, in Tianyin Pavilion all these years, in addition to the piano, I learned to play the flute."

“…… Then I'll send someone to get you a Xiao? ”

"Don't, my flute is not good, but my second senior brother is very good, if you like it, I can ask the second senior brother to blow it for you."

Wu Qian's whole person is not good.

Could it be that this summer flower has stayed on the isolated Tianshan Mountain for a long time, and the love has not opened?

Does Hongu care about playing the flute or the flute?

What this palace cares about is being alone with you!

Looking at Xia Hua's exquisite face under the bright moonlight, Wu Qian's heart fluttered, and the unhappiness brought to him by Xia Hua's words had disappeared at this moment.

This is the future queen of this palace!

This blown-up breakable skin, this delicate curve, this plump waist......

Wu Qian swallowed a mouthful of saliva and suppressed the desire in his heart, "Don't bother your second senior brother, I think you are tired today, rest for a few days, and this palace will accompany you to walk on the streets of Dongxu City." ”

Xia Hua smiled, noncommittal.

But this smile made Wu Qian's mood stir.

That's the beauty of the city, the beauty of the country!

Xia Hua said:

"The students' poems are about to be sent if they want to come, and they are tired of standing, let's go."

The two returned to their respective dwarfs in full view of everyone.

Xia Hua's father, Xia Liu, the secretary of the Wu State Military Department, is also upstairs in this Wenhui.

He raised his head slightly, looked at his daughter again, and felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Because his father, Xia Guogong Xia Mochou, said a few days ago that it was inappropriate for Xia Hua to marry His Royal Highness the Prince!

Why is it inappropriate, but the father did not explain.

But he asked him to write a letter to his eldest son Xia An, who served in the Beifu Army.

The Beifu soldiers are stationed in the north of Wu, and the fief of Prince Ping is also in the north of Wu!

The letter didn't say anything else, just asked Xia An to go to Prince Ping's mansion to say hello to Prince Ping!

With Xia Liu's wisdom, of course, he knew that the meaning was not so simple, and he thought of the news of cutting the feudal domain from the palace.

Even the vassal king has been cut, can this country's mansion still be safe and sound?

Just when Xia Liu was nervous, there was the sound of footsteps downstairs.

Each eunuch was holding a stack of papers in his hand, and at this moment he trotted all the way.

They put the poems they received in front of the two great Confucians and Prince An, and then bowed in unison: "Your Highness, the poems of the first batch of students have been sent, please take a look!" ”

"Well, three judges, take a look."

"If there is a good poem, present it to the palace."

There was less of the sound of drinking in the Wenhui Building, and more of the sound of squirming through the papers.

Wu Qian is looking forward to it.

I hope that some student can make a poem that overpowers Li Chen'an.

In this way, it can make him raise his eyebrows.

Especially in front of summer flowers!

Time passed.

Those eunuchs sent poems from their students in waves.

Yun Shuxian, Xian Youzhi and Prince An Wu Huan were all watching very carefully.

Xia Hua didn't have any expectations.

Even she found the matter boring.

So she was in a daze.

Thinking that it is late at night, Mr. and Mrs. are in a hurry?

Or is it doing something else under the full moon in early autumn?