Yu Yunqi praised two more sentences and said, "That's it for today, let's get out of class!" ”

With that, he got up and left, and soon left the school.

And after Yu Daru left, the surrounding students couldn't help it one by one, and some stepped forward to give Jiang Han a thumbs up and praised: "Young Master Jiang is a good poet!" This exhortation poem is so well written. ”

Some watched coldly, frowning, Jiang Han was in class for the second time, but he couldn't help but behave too well.

Even the great Confucian was deeply admired.

It's really jealous.

In another library, Zhu Yunqi picked up the pen and copied the song "Thanking My Teacher Yu Yunqi to Persuade and Sing".

Looking at the verses above, Yu Yunqi couldn't help but smile.

It has been a long time since there have been good poems in Taixuefu, and three poems have been published recently, and today's poem of persuasion is even more significant.

Although it did not trigger a vision, Yu Yunqi was sure that if this poem was circulated, it would surely inspire thousands of students all over the world and sing it for the world.

Its value is far better than the three songs Jiang Han made before!

And his name is bound to this poem, and his reputation will rise with this poem, and if this poem can be passed down through the ages in the future, his name will also be known to future generations.

"Brother Yunqi, what are you laughing at?"

At this time, the great Confucian Gu Qingqiu entered the door, and at a glance he saw Yu Yunqi looking at a piece of paper, smiling.

"Brother Qingqiu, come and see this poem." Yunqi Road.

Gu Qingqiu was slightly surprised, his eyes fell on the rolling paper, and his breathing froze a little in an instant.

"The lights of the three watches and the five watches of chickens are when the boys are studying...... When I was a teenager, I lit candles and read books at this time, and I would laugh excitedly because I understood the main principles of the book, and I would not know how to get tired because ......I gained knowledge," Gu Qingqiu sighed: "Now I don't feel like I had back then, and I think about the life at that time, although it was hard, I was quite happy." ”

Yu Yunqi also felt deeply: "Back then, I was also reading under the lamp, tireless. ”

Gu Qingqiu then looked down, and suddenly said excitedly: "The black hair doesn't know how to study early, and the white head regrets studying late!" Good! Good poetry! This poem is thought-provoking and wonderful! Brother Yunqi, this poem is well done! ”

When he saw that Zhen Yunqi gave it to him, he thought it was made by Zhen Yunqi, and he couldn't help but be a little jealous, damn, this dog day is too well written!

Yu Yunqi coughed lightly, as a great Confucian, he naturally did not need to occupy the student's poems, and said: "This poem was not written by me, but by my student Jiang Han." And the full name of this poem is "Feeling My Teacher Yu Yunqi Persuading Learning and Singing". ”

After speaking, Yu Yunqi looked at Gu Daru with a smile.

The expression on Gu Daru's face was sluggish for a moment, "Feeling My Teacher Yu Yunqi Persuading Learning and Singing"? Shameless! Shameless!

How can a student use a name when referring to a teacher?

This is clearly a means used by Yu Yunqi in order to make a name for himself!

This old dog can also use this shameless operation in order to gain fame, which is shameless!

"Brother Yunqi has a good apprentice......"

Gu Qingqiu smiled on his face, and his heart was numb.

What is the greatest wish of a reader?

It is nothing more than a hundred years of history and a name in history!

There is a great possibility that this poem will be passed on, and this Yunqi will put his name into it, and he will definitely follow this poem to future generations in the future.

Yu Yunqi sighed: "Originally, I asked you to take Jiang Han as an apprentice, but it's a pity that your vision is too high, and you can't look down on this kind of genius who can only write poetry, but let me get a poem for nothing." Speaking of which, I have to thank Brother Qingqiu! ”

Gu Qingqiu was so jealous that he was about to separate.

This old dog doesn't open any pot and mentions which pot, and he has to poke his heart.

Gu Qingqiu waved his hand, snorted, and said, "Isn't it just a poem?" What's so complacent about this? I, Gu Qingqiu, have never regretted it. ”

……

The palace of the palace is ten steps and one guard, and it is heavily guarded.

The bluestone-paved avenue leads straight to the palace.

Jiang Han turned his head sideways to observe Jiang Zhensheng, who was wearing regular clothes, like a rich little old man.

Jiang Zhensheng has been fighting all his life, his skin is dark, and there are many wrinkles on his face, although he is wearing regular clothes, his body exudes the aura of a superior person.

In addition to Jiang Zhensheng, he was accompanied by his eldest brother Jiang Feng, Jiang Feng was dressed smartly, not like he came to the palace for a banquet, but like he was of high value.

"Although Your Majesty says that it is just a family banquet, when the meeting comes, you must not be rude." Jiang Zhensheng was afraid that Jiang Han would make a moth, so he opened his mouth and instructed.

"Dad, don't worry, I know."

Jiang Han nodded, when he came back from Taixue Mansion in the afternoon, he was told that he was going to the palace for a banquet, and at this time, he was also wearing clothes cut by Ayaluo, and he looked polite.

All the way to the Longde Palace, into the hall, the Longde Hall has been full of delicacies, the aroma of meat and wine permeated.

Before he could sit for long, he saw Emperor Xia Qi walk in.

Emperor Xia Qi did not wear a dragon robe, but changed into a regular clothes, looking relaxed and not angry.

Jiang Zhensheng hurriedly led Jiang Han and Jiang Feng forward to bow down: "The old minister has seen Your Majesty." ”

Emperor Xia Qi stretched out his hand to support Jiang Zhensheng, his voice was low and gentle: "Zhensheng, this is a family banquet, today there is only the in-laws, there are no monarchs and ministers, there is no need to salute!" ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Jiang Zhensheng got up and said.

"Sit down!"

Emperor Xia Qi said.

Waiting for Emperor Xia Qi to sit down, Jiang Zhensheng sat down.

The eunuch served the vegetables for everyone.

Emperor Xia Qi said: "I have instructed Taichang Temple to prepare a batch of money and silk, and it will be sent to the Weiguo Mansion tomorrow." ”

Jiang Zhensheng shook his head and said, "Your Majesty, Princess Ning Yue is married to the Weiguo Mansion, and this gift should be made by me." ”

"You and I, my ministers, why bother with this. Ning Yue is my beloved daughter, and the money and silk are counted as her dowry. Emperor Xia Qi ate slowly: "This plate of quail crystal is good, serve it to Wei Guogong to taste." ”

After speaking, the chief eunuch bowed down and brought the food over.

The monarchs and ministers chatted, but Jiang Han ate like chewing wax, mainly because the emperor was on top, and he didn't dare to let go of eating.

At this moment, Emperor Xia Qi spoke: "I heard that Jiang Han made another good poem today, and the great Confucian was also deeply admired?" ”

Jiang Han immediately lifted his spirits.

Jiang Zhen said: "It's just that the great Confucian refuses to dislike it, he can't make any good poems with this bit of ink." ”

"Those two sentences 'Dapeng rises with the wind one day and soars up to 90,000 miles' are good!"

Emperor Xia Qi smiled, unable to distinguish whether it was praise or ridicule.

And Jiang Han has goosebumps.

Jiang Zhensheng's face also changed suddenly, and said: "This rebel son will be blind, please don't blame Your Majesty!" ”

Emperor Xia Qi smiled faintly, "Jiang Han, your poetry is very good, today I made another poem to persuade the Great Confucian Yunqi, so make another poem here and send it to me!" ”

Jiang Han's heart was pounding.

This emperor ......

Could it be that he was murderous?

It's called composing poetry, but it's really a temptation?