Natsuka was angry.

But Wu Qian didn't notice it, he was very happy at the moment.

"This palace thinks that the second emperor brother is extremely insightful!"

"But...... These words should only be known to you, so do not spread them. ”

"After all, they are all teenagers, and their hearts are not too mature, so they can't be proud...... There is still a long way to go for them to understand the way forward! ”

"But those who have the ability and ability, this palace is not stingy with rewards."

"Little Guizi,"

Xiao Guizi knelt down with a puff: "Your Highness, the slave is here!" ”

"Xuanai Hedong, Pu Qianmo, Tai Zhaohua, Wenshan...... Nine people climbed the Wenhui Building, and the palace wants to see the demeanor of our Wu students! ”

"Slaves obey!"

Xiao Guizi got up and ran down quickly.

Wu Qian raised the nine poems in his hand again, "These nine people, the officials should be recorded." ”

"When Gu Nian Xi Gu Lao Ru returns with the masterpieces of Yuejian Academy, the Guozijian will review it again, and after the top three are decided, the officials will make a record and show it to the palace."

Hong Yanqing, the official who was sitting below, hurriedly got up and saluted: "Minister, respect the prince's life!" ”

"Well, talents, this palace needs a lot of talents!"

"You and others are all important ministers of the court, and in addition to handling state affairs, they also shoulder the responsibility of recommending talents to the court!"

"The talents that this palace talks about are not limited to students who can read well. The world is big, and there are many talented people. They may be hidden in the market or in the mountains and forests. ”

"Or good at divination, or good at arithmetic, or proficient in the art of war, or understand the law and scriptures, all of this, this palace thinks they are all talents!"

"You can boldly recommend to the palace and be approved by the palace...... It will be of great use! ”

"This palace has a big heart, and it will not bury their talents."

At this moment, Xiao Guizi took nine students to the third floor of Wenhui Building.

Wu Qian didn't say anything more, he was filled with a broad smile, and his gaze swept over the faces of the nine students one by one.

The nine students hung their heads and came to Wu Qian under the leadership of Xiao Guizi, they knelt down respectfully and shouted in unison:

"The villain greets His Royal Highness the Prince!"

Wu Qian took two steps forward, and he was in the sight of the ministers, and he helped the nine students up one by one very kindly.

"They are all young talents of my Dawu!"

"Arise, arise, give the seat, give the wine!"

"Your Highness!"

These nine students are so excited that they can't be more excited!

Even Ai Hedong, who has always admired Li Chenan, is no exception-

This was the first time they had met the prince of the state of Wu!

This prince will ascend the throne as emperor next autumn!

They were originally extremely worried, but they didn't expect this Royal Highness the Crown Prince to be so generous and kind!

In the future, he will inevitably become one of the Ming monarchs of the Wu Kingdom!

To be able to be an official under such a Ming Jun, you should be able to realize your ideals and ambitions in your hearts and make a great career!

They sat in front of the low table in a regular manner, and looked at Wu Qian cautiously with hot eyes.

Wu Qian was very satisfied.

Because even the ministers looked at him with a look of approval.

Even those old things who were not very polite to themselves were no exception at this time.

"Your poems have been carefully read by this palace."

"There are two great Confucians here, as well as so many ministers of civil and military affairs, as well as the second imperial brother of the palace, Prince An, everyone recognizes your poetry very much."

"In the eyes of this palace, even if the poet immortal of Ning Kingdom is not dead, even if he comes in person and makes this Mid-Autumn Festival word, it is probably nothing more than that."

"Even if his teacher Li Xiaofeng came in person...... I can't even write a flower. ”

Wu Qian's original intention was to praise these nine students first, make them full of fighting spirit and confidence, and then beat them, so that they could guard against arrogance and rashness, and know that there is no end to learning.

In this way, he can not only show his expectations, but also make these nine students and even the civil and military ministers here look at him with admiration, and even die for him.

But he never expected that his two words would ignite the fire of Xia Hua, who was already uncomfortable in his heart!

Xia Hua suddenly stood up and interrupted what Wu Qian was about to say again!

"Your Highness, I thought that if Li Chen'an was still alive, this poetry and article would have nothing to do with them!"

"He's a poet! I don't believe his poetry can be surpassed by them! ”

"I don't believe that their poetry can compare with Mr. Li!"

As soon as Xia Hua's words came out, the audience suddenly fell silent.

Wu Qian swallowed back the words that came to his lips alive.

Xia Hua, who was sitting below, her father Xia Liu, was in her throat at this moment.

Father-in-law Wei, who was standing behind, raised his head at this moment and looked at Xia Hua's back.

Xia Hua took another step forward, "Although I haven't read the poems they made, it just so happens that I have a poem made by Mr. here!" ”

"Just last night!"

"It's also a full moon, and it's written just like the Mid-Autumn Festival!"

Xia Hua took out a piece of paper from her bosom and swept her gaze over everyone.

Three of the nine students raised their heads to look at Xia Hua at this moment, and their eyes showed not anger, but anticipation.

Some of those civil and military ministers even looked at Xia Hua, and the expressions on their faces were a little complicated.

Wu Huan almost jumped up at this moment.

He knew that since it was Li Xiaofeng's words, it must be a word that shocked the world!

But he forcibly withdrew his gaze from Xia Hua, and even lowered his head slightly to hide the excitement in his heart.

Wu Qian squinted slightly, but smiled again:

"Oh...... This palace knows that you worshiped a gentleman, but I don't know that Mr. Li actually made a Mid-Autumn Festival last night! ”

"In that case, how about giving this word to Hongu?"

Wu Qian originally wanted to accept this poem, but he wanted to prevent Xia Hua from making this poem public.

However, Xia Hua didn't seem to grasp what he meant.

Xia Hua unexpectedly opened her mouth again:

"I'm a martial artist, and I don't know the twists and turns in the temple."

"In Tianyin Pavilion, the master taught me to do everything as I want, so that I can attain the Great Dao!"

"At this moment, I can't calm down, then please taste this Mid-Autumn Festival song by my husband!"

"This word is called "Water Tune Song Head, When Will the Bright Moon Be There"!"

Wu Qian took a deep breath and glanced at Xia Hua deeply.

Xia Hua's master is the pavilion master of Tianyin Pavilion, that is, the current emperor's sister-in-law, his sister-in-law Wu Qian!

This sister-in-law left Kyoto at an early age and went to Tianyin Pavilion to learn martial arts.

The father is very kind to this sister-in-law, which is also the main reason why the royal family has gotten along well with Tianyin Pavilion over the years.

My sister-in-law has a story.

The father's kindness to the sister-in-law is said to stem from the guilt in his heart.

Xia Hua is the close disciple of the sister-in-law and the eldest lady of the Xia State Mansion......

Damn Li Xiaofeng, what kind of song did he make?

Just in front of everyone's eyes, Xia Hua spoke:

"Mr. raised a glass to invite the moon last night, he drank a pot of wine and recited this poem, and it only took ten breaths!"

"I thought that this word would be written for the Mid-Autumn Festival!"

Xia Hua's face was solemn, her slender neck was raised, and she recited this poem-

"When is the bright moon,

Ask the sky for wine.

I don't know the heavenly palace,

What year is it?

……”

Xia Hua looked at the moonlight outside the fence, her eyes ignoring the shocking gazes that were looking at her.

Her eyes were the wild look of the gentleman.

Her voice grew higher-pitched:

“…… People have joys and sorrows,

The moon is cloudy and sunny,

This matter is difficult to complete. ”

Xia Hua opened her arms, and what appeared in her eyes was Li Chen'an's appearance again.

Her voice grew deeper:

"May man be long,

Thousands of miles together! ”

After the word was recited, in the entire Wenhui Building, only her voice echoed in everyone's ears!

Wu Huan's heart was shocked!

Wu Qian was shocked!

Those nine students turned pale!

Two great Confucian ...... They were trembling all over!

This word, really written in the Mid-Autumn Festival!

The moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival is full every year, but the words of the Mid-Autumn Festival, I am afraid there will never be any more.

Natsuka walked towards the fence.

She stood in front of the fence.

A white dress is better than snow, and it is better than the moon.

She leaped ......

She jumped over the fence!

She spread her arms and flew towards the bright moon.

Fluttering clothes.

Long hair fluttering.

Just like last night, Li Chenan flew away with Zhongli Ruoshui in his arms.

Wenhui Building.

It's silent.

In Xia Hua's heart, the appearance of the heavenly demon is becoming clearer and clearer!