In the Purple Pole Palace, as Jiang Han's words sounded, most of the princes and ministers showed disapproving expressions.

The stubborn son of the Jiang family is a well-known gentleman in Kyoto, and they believe that they are good at eating, drinking, and having fun, and they are afraid that even Wei Guogong himself does not believe in poetry.

Jiang Zhensheng's brows twisted into a ball, how many taels of ink does this son have in his stomach?

Poetry is something he can write too?

I saw Jiang Han slowly take three steps in the hall, and his subdued voice sounded in the hall: "Yun wants clothes, flowers want to look." ”

Guozi Priest Wine Zhou Hongyan was suddenly a little surprised, this sentence uses clothes and flowers as a metaphor for beauties, although it is straightforward and short, but a stunning beauty jumps on the paper.

Jiang Han took two steps forward, showed a contemplative expression, and chanted, "The spring breeze blows Revlon. ”

The prince of the Manchu Dynasty looked at him in astonishment, didn't he say that this Jiang Han was a gentleman who didn't learn and didn't know how to do it? How can this shaft make such neat verses?

Emperor Xia Qi's eyes moved slightly, and his body sat up slightly straight.

"If it weren't for the Jade Mountain."

Suddenly, Jiang Han took two steps forward, suddenly raised his head, and said in a clear voice: "I will meet Yaotai under the moon!" ”

At this moment, the noble ministers in the palace were all breathless.

Even the generals are indulged in the charm of this poem at this time.

"Good poem, good one, if you don't see it at the top of the jade mountain, you will meet under the moon in Yaotai!" Zhou Saijiu couldn't help but praise out loud, these two sentences directly compared Princess Ning Yue to a fairy in the sky, although there was a suspicion of patting a sycophant, but this sycophant was shot very well, and people couldn't help but be immersed in the beautiful poetry.

When did this naughty man have such a poetic talent? Zhou Hongyan looked at Jiang Zhensheng a little strangely, but found that Jiang Zhensheng was also looking at Jiang Han with a suspicious expression.

Emperor Xia Qi leisurely reminisced, and Long Yan was happy: "Wei Guogong, your son has some poetic talent, I will spare him this time!" ”

With this demeanor, everyone could see that Emperor Xia Qi was in a very good mood at the moment, and Jiang Han escaped this time.

All the ministers are clear.

If this poem is recited, Princess Ning Yue's reputation will definitely rise to an extremely high height.

And Jiang Han wrote poems to send each other, Princess Ning Yue's reputation spread all over the world, and the two will become a good story in the future.

It doesn't matter whether the priest's insult to the princess is a rumor or a fact.

The important thing is that Princess Ning Yue became famous because of this poem, and the heavenly family saved face.

"Rebel, don't you thank you?!" Jiang Zhen shouted in a low voice, raised a kick and wanted to kick Jiang Han's buttocks, only to remember that Jiang Han had just grown a face for himself, so he hurriedly retracted his foot and slapped his head with a big hand.

, this hand is so strong, have you forgotten that you are a martial artist, your son's skull almost fanned you down...... Jiang Han hurriedly knelt down and said in a loud voice: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness!" ”

"Duke Wei, according to your words, let your son be entrusted to Princess Ning Yue!"

Emperor Xia Qi's voice was low and majestic, filled with an irrefutable force.

Jiang Zhensheng smiled bitterly in his heart, the son of the prince of the country entered the princess's mansion, this is an unprecedented thing, and His Majesty used this matter to show the dignity of the heavenly family to the world.

But he also mentioned it, and he can't refuse it at this moment.

"Thank you, Lord Long." Jiang Zhensheng bowed down and thanked him.

"The Ministry of Industry is still in the book, and the princess's mansion will be built immediately. As soon as the princess's mansion was furnished, she asked Taichang Temple to allocate funds according to the rules. ”

Emperor Xia Qi got up, waved his hand and said, "I'm tired, let's retreat!" ”

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!" In the mountain call of the ministers, Emperor Xia Qi returned to the palace.

Several princes also took advantage of this time to come to Jiang Zhensheng's side.

"Wei Guogong, your son is a good poet!"

"It is rumored that Jiang Han is a gentleman, but when I look at it today, it is all a rumor!"

"Wei Guogong, congratulations, your son has become a concubine, this poetry is amazing, even His Majesty is very happy, Wei Guogong really gave birth to a good son."

Jiang Zhensheng responded politely: "The princes are polite, this vertical text is not a martial art, and it is nothing to write a crooked poem." ”

Jiang Han glanced at Jiang Zhensheng, and muttered in his heart, the traces of Dad's pretense are too obvious, this famous poem of Li Bai is actually said to be a crooked poem.

Jiang Zhensheng and the princes were polite, took Jiang Han's hand and left the Purple Pole Palace, and after leaving the noon gate, he grabbed Jiang Han and asked in a low voice, "Who coaxed you to go to the Teaching Workshop Division last night?" ”

Jiang Zhensheng also knew that although his son did not learn and did not know how to do it, because of his strict discipline, he had never been to the Teaching Workshop Division before.

Last night, I stayed overnight in the teaching department, and someone must have encouraged it.

Jiang Han scratched his head and said, "Dad, after being beaten by Princess Ning Yue last night, my brain was a little dizzy, I don't remember it very well." ”

He vaguely remembered that someone told him about Princess Ning Yue's affair, and then he went to the Teaching Workshop Division in a fit of anger, but no one remembered it.

Jiang Zhensheng frowned, this incident shows that someone wants to use Jiang Han to trick himself, if it weren't for today's poem, he would also be accused of lax discipline.

"I almost died this time, give me some long memories in the future! In the future, when you go to the princess's mansion, you must be more restrained. Jiang Zhen said.

"Hmm." Jiang Han nodded, but he knew in his heart that he was not almost dead, the original body had already been killed by the princess, otherwise he would not have crossed over.

Imperial Palace, Lingyue Palace.

This is the palace of Princess Ningyue.

Princess Ning Yue, who was dressed in white palace clothes, sat in the pavilion, frowned, and looked at the maid beside her: "What did you say?" So Jiang Han didn't die? Still composing poems in the temple? ”

The maid said: "Yes, Your Highness, I heard the eunuch say that Jiang Han composed poems in public, and he was extremely calm, and His Majesty was very happy, and forgave his mistakes." Although this person is a concubine, he really has some poetic talent! ”

Princess Ning Yue seemed to remember the embarrassed figure that drilled the dog hole last night, and a mocking smile flashed on her cold face.

"Where's the poem?"

"Your Highness, here."

Princess Ning Yue took a piece of paper from the maid's hand and spread it out, her eyes glancing, her gaze frozen.

The original mocking expression immediately froze on his face, and then slowly dissolved, revealing an expression of astonishment, surprise, and even shock.

"This poem...... It's beautiful. ”

Princess Ning Yue's face became strange, and her voice became urgent: "Is it really Jiang Han's doing?" ”

She couldn't make the poem relate to the weak figure of the previous night.

The man was weak and incompetent, he only dared to scold himself behind his back, and he was even so frightened that he drilled into the dog hole when he saw himself.

Can you really write such a poem?

The maid nodded and said, "It is true that he read it out in front of His Majesty and the civil and military officials...... Your Highness, could it be that he plagiarized it? ”

Princess Ning Yue was silent, Confucianism and Taoism in Great Xia were respected, who would dare to plagiarize poetry?

What's more, it is still in front of the emperor, if it is discovered, it will be the crime of the nine clans.

But that...... But it may not be daring.

After all, he dared to scold himself for being shameless and shameless.

"Your Highness...... If Jiang Han is allowed to go to the Taixue Academy to take the Tongsheng Scholarship Examination, if this person is a straw bag who plagiarizes other people's poems and texts, he will definitely not even be able to pass the Tongsheng exam, and then His Royal Highness wants to withdraw from the marriage, His Majesty will definitely agree. ”

The maid proposed, "The Taixue Academy's exams are extremely strict, and you can't fool them around. ”

Princess Ning Yue groaned slightly: "The Taixue Academy exam is not only poetry, if he can't pass the exam, he will be in the name of plagiarism...... However, if you pass the exam, you will become a student of the Taixue Academy......"

Princess Ning Yue's eyes flashed, she was silent for a long time, and said: "You go to pass on the edict of the palace, let Jiang Han go to the Taixue Mansion to take the Tongsheng Wenqu, if he becomes a Confucian child, the palace is willing to marry to the Weiguo Mansion, so as not to reduce Jiang Han to a son-in-law, if he can't pass the Tongsheng examination, the palace will ask his father to withdraw from the marriage." ”

The maid was surprised and said, "Your Highness, are you going to marry to the Patriotic Mansion?" Your Majesty wants Jiang Han to enter the princess's mansion! ”

Princess Ning Yue said lightly: "If he can pass the exam, this palace will persuade his father to change his mind, and he can't let a talented scholar become a cheap son-in-law." But if he can't pass the test, don't blame Bengong for ruining him! ”