"Your Majesty, that prince doesn't like to talk since he was a child, and his personality is wooden."

"I can't talk to the other sons of the royal family."

"It's been that way for so many years."

Lynn replied.

"The temperament of the seventeenth brother has been the same since he was a child."

The emperor sighed, and suddenly remembered the situation of the seventeenth brother in his heart.

"After my father decided the country, he once promised the national teacher."

"Let the national teacher choose one of my brothers to be a disciple."

"I didn't expect the national teacher to fall in love with the seventeenth brother who was just born......"

"Father Chrysostom said that he can only let the seventeenth brother follow the national teacher to cultivate."

"I didn't expect that the seventeenth brother was obsessed with cultivation, but he hurt this child."

The Emperor shook his head and sighed.

"Your Majesty, he has had a father since he was a child, just as he has no father."

"The mother also died early and grew up alone."

"That's why I developed this kind of character."

"Those two poems may not have been made by him."

Lynn said.

"Whether he wrote it or not, I will know if I test him."

The Emperor smiled slightly.

In any case, he had to find out who wrote these two poems.

Zhou Lang stood at the gate, still thinking about the way to make a fortune in his heart.

Suddenly, a pair of hands blindfolded him.

Frightened, as soon as he stretched out his hand, the exclamation of pulling the other party's fingers suddenly sounded.

"Pain...... Cousin, stop! ”

The exclamation of a teenager sounded behind him.

Zhou Lang let go of his fingers and turned to look.

I saw a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy in a blue brocade robe.

Average-looking, tall and thin.

Instead, a pair of eyes were blazing, and he looked like a monkey.

"You ......"

Zhou Lang asked suspiciously.

"Cousin, listen to Xiao Shunzi."

"Last time you were in the country, you were injured in the head."

"Forgot something, did I forget?"

The boy looked at him in amazement.

"Are you Zhang Fu......"

Zhou Lang immediately remembered that he had specifically asked Xiao Shunzi about some information.

Knowing that he has few friends among the royal family.

If someone takes the initiative to greet him.

Then there is only one person, and that is Zhang Fu, the eldest grandson of Qi Guogong.

Because Zhang Fu's grandfather is Zhou Lang's grandfather Zhang Ji!

Zhang Jinai, the Duke of Qi, was the first emperor's favorite general and the old commander of the Great Zhou Empire.

At the beginning, he strongly opposed his daughter marrying the king of Linping County, but His Majesty decreed that the marriage would be granted.

Qi Guogong could only accept it helplessly.

But I didn't expect that just over a year after marriage, after the birth of the son.

The king of Linping County actually went to become a monk and cultivate!

The old man angrily went to the county king's mansion to make trouble for a while.

But it can't change anything......

After all, this is the agreement between the founding emperor and the national teacher.

The old man was furious, and he cut off contact with the county king's mansion.

Since the death of the princess of the county, the palace of the prince of the county has never been in contact with the mansion of the state of Qi.

"Brother Lang still remembers me."

"Then I'll be relieved."

"The door is about to open, let's go inside."

Zhang Fu said with a smile.

"Uh...... Brother, after I had a head injury. ”

"Forgot a lot of things."

"After going in for a while, please remind my brother more."

When Zhou Lang saw him, he also seemed to see a savior.

Even Xiao Shunzi has explained, and if you don't understand, ask Zhang Fu.

The two entered the door of the East Palace, which had been opened.

Go directly to the Kuniko Prison School on the side......

Outside the door of a tall palace.

The schoolchildren handed over the bookcases to the sons, and obediently stayed in the outer courtyard and waited.

Zhang Fu took the bookcase and led Zhou Lang to follow the crowd into the garden outside the main hall.

Today, the weather is fine, and there are large straw mats on the grass in the courtyard.

There are also table cases.

The sons sat cross-legged on the straw mats.

I took out my books and waited honestly for Mr. to come to teach.

Zhang Fu pulled Zhou Lang to sit in the last row.

"Brother Lang, last time you helped the little palace maid."

"It has spread outside the palace, and Zhou Xiangcheng was angrily beaten by His Royal Highness King Han."

"That kid really deserves it!"

"Huang Kai and Li Ben heard that there is no good fruit to eat."

Zhang Fu said softly.

"No, Zhou Xiangcheng didn't come to class today."

"It's because of the little palace maid's ......"

Zhou Lang was even more puzzled when he heard this.

He also thought that those three boys were beaten because of the matter in Qingye Pavilion.

"I've figured it out now."

"That little palace maid's name is Xiang Siwei."

"It was sent to the East Palace by His Majesty's will, and he was about to become the crown princess."

"Zhou Xiangcheng and their dogs can't see clearly, and they actually provoked the Xiang family!"

Zhang Fu smiled disdainfully.

"What's going on with Xiangjia?"

Zhou Lang hurriedly asked.

"The Xiang family is His Majesty's relative."

"The previous generation of queen mothers was from the Xiang family."

"The current queen is also from the Xiang family."

"Xiang Heming, but His Majesty's most relied on subordinate Zuo Ling!"

"The little palace maid Xiang Siwei is the little sister of the current queen's mother."

Zhang Fu explained.

"No wonder, Zhou Xiangcheng was violently beaten by King Han......"

Zhou Lang understood the situation.

"Don't say it, Lord Lin is here."

Zhang Fu glanced ahead and hurriedly reminded.

I saw an old man in a green shirt, carrying books and a ring ruler out of the hall.

Sitting on the wooden couch in front of her, Lynn glanced at the students.

Glancing at the roster handed in by the chamberlain again.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Zhou Lang sitting at the back.

I couldn't help but be speechless.

But just a mere teenager, how can he write such peerless poetry?

His Majesty even listened to the rumors, so he had to find a chance to test it......

"In today's first class, the old man will teach poetry."

"I don't know if you're studying in the country."

"Is there a famous teacher in the house?"

"Those who have a master in the house, all raise their hands."

Lynn said.

All of a sudden, more than 20 princes and ministers raised their right hands.

Even Zhang Fu, who was beside Zhou Lang, raised his hand to signal.

Only Zhou Lang sat there, and he had no one to teach him in the county king's mansion.

If there is a master, it is just those Qianniuwei soldiers who call him fists and feet.

Zhou Lang thought about it and watched everyone raise their hands.

I thought about fooling the past, and I was just about to raise my hand at the moment.

found a pair of keen eyes, staring at him at the moment.

"Zhou Lang."

Lynn directly called names.

"The students are here."

Zhou Lang stood up helplessly and replied respectfully with his hands down.

"You have only studied in Guozijian since you were a child."

"The Fuzhong has never invited any master for you."

"Is that so?"

Lynn asked.

His own disciple, he has always been very clear about the situation.

Zhou Lang's performance in Guozijian has always been the worst.

But fortunately, this guy can't learn, but he never makes trouble.

Talent is limited, so Lynn doesn't bother anymore.

But now, His Majesty is staring at the palace.

He had to take the command to test it.

"Yes, Master, the disciple has not invited any other teachers in the house."

Zhou Lang replied honestly.

"You've been studying in Guozijian for many years."

"You've never written any poetry, have you?"

Lynn continued.

At this time, all the students looked back in unison.

I feel a little strange today, how can I care so much about Zhou Lang?