Early the next morning, Jiang Mo went to the imperial city with many gifts such as green vegetables, coal stoves, and toilets to find the imperial grandson Ji Wuchi.

The generals guarding the imperial city did not let go, let alone inform Jiang Mo, Jiang Mo expected that it was the Son of Heaven who did not want Jiang Mo and the imperial grandson to get too close.

Jiang Mo hesitated in front of the gate of the imperial city and prepared to leave.

A sedan chair stopped in front of Jiang Mo, the curtain inside was lifted, it was the exotic Lingli, Jiang Mo saluted the sedan chair, but she didn't greet Jiang Mo, but asked the guard directly: "What's the matter?" Why don't you let Jiang Qi Shizi enter the imperial city? ”

The general arched his hand and replied: "All the lords in the palace, you are not allowed to find His Royal Highness the Prince of Jiang Qi..."

There seemed to be a more majestic female voice in the sedan chair: "What does Your Majesty mean? ”

"Back .. Back to the princess, no..."

Lingli seemed to say something to the people in the sedan chair, and said to the guard: "Jiang Qi Shizi is looking for me, let me go!" ”

"No"

Jiang Mo then followed the sedan chair into the imperial city, and took Jiang Mo into the East Palace by the way, and then left.

Jiang Mo waited until Du Heng, a scholar in the Hanlin Academy, finished giving a lecture to the imperial grandson, and then Wang Jin, the eunuch beside the imperial grandson, led Jiang Mo to the Xiande Hall of the East Palace.

The imperial grandson was still unhappy, and said to Jiang Mo: "Jiang Mo, you finally came to the palace.. I've been locked up by my imperial grandfather for almost a month, and that time I heard that you were assassinated, so I went out to save you! But it took so many days for you to think of me. ”

Jiang Mo saluted, "Your Highness, thanks to Miss Lingli and the person who was in the sedan chair with her, I was able to come in today!" He also brought many good things to His Highness. ”

"Okay!" Ji Wuchi got up and looked at the gifts sent by Jiang Mo, and Jiang Mo explained them one by one.

Ji Wuchi seemed to have seen through Jiang Mo, and pulled Jiang Mo to the steps in the main hall: "Oh, I don't feel like I'm here to thank you for sending so many good things, say what's the matter with me?" ”

"Hey, I want to take you out to play, but you can't get out?" Jiang Mo began to guide.

"What do you want to say first?" Ji Wuchi was really curious.

"Have you ever heard of the grand event of "Zhou Le" in the Lu Guogong Mansion?"

"Of course, it's boring" Ji Wuchi flicked his sleeves, with an expression of "what should I be fun".

"Miss Zheng hasn't seen you for a long time, hasn't you?"

"Hey, I'm worried when I mention this, even if I sneak out, I haven't found her in Tianxiaju."

"Zheng Xiaofeng is also going to participate in this grand event," Jiang Mo said softly word by word.

"Huh?" Ji Wuchi reacted for a while, then patted his leg and asked, "Yes, yes, yes, I heard that this grand event also invited Miss Boudoir to participate, is this to recruit a son-in-law for Zheng Xiaofeng?" ”

"That's right!"

"But what's the use of me going" Ji Wuchi said as he said, and suddenly got up, "No, I have to beg my imperial grandfather"

Jiang Mo grabbed Ji Wuchi and said, "Don't you want to show it?" ”

"I... I'm an imperial grandson, it's not a matter of course to be stronger than them," Ji Wuchi helped Jiang Mo Jiang Mo and spat at Xingzi, "But if it makes a fool of itself, it will be a royal face!" ”

"Isn't His Highness Mu Gongzi? Besides, if I sell you a few poems, it will definitely surprise you. Jiang Mo patted his chest.

Ji Wuchi rolled his eyes, "You.... Can you? ”

"Clouds want clothes, flowers want to look," Jiang Mo muttered a stunning poem that was displayed in the Qi Kingdom.

"It's... Is this really your creation? The imperial grandson asked in surprise.

Jiang Mo shook his head and said: "It's not me, it's plagiarism, I still have some unsigned poems and songs in my hand, as long as you like it, I'll give it to you!" ”

Ji Wuchi's face was black, "Are you stupid for me?" ”

"If you think about it, just this year, such a poem suddenly popped up, and I haven't written any worse verses before, only this one, is it possible?"

Ji Wuchi shook his head, "Impossible, I'll just say that it can't be created by you, how can you create poems and songs by making so many strange things every day?"

"That's right!" Jiang Mo took out a few pieces of paper and said with a smile: "How about it, do you want to buy it?" ”

Ji Wuchi grabbed a few pieces of paper and looked at it, "Oh, this is good, Qinghai Changyun Dark Snow Mountain, the lonely city looks at Yumen Pass." The yellow sand wears gold armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan will not be returned if it is not broken. It's my identity~"

"I don't like this" Ji Wuchi read one and another chapter, "This one doesn't work"

Jiang Mo brought a total of eight poems, except for the first one that was a famous poem of the Tang Dynasty that was seemed to be forgotten by the traverser, maybe there was no place name for Yumen Pass at that time, anyway. The rest are almost all famous articles of the Ming and Qing dynasties, and the poems of Tang Yin, Tang Wenru, and Gong Zizhen, although they cannot be used in middle school textbooks, they can be regarded as being passed down through the ages.

"Your level of appreciation is a bit high!" Jiang Mo couldn't help but complain.

Ji Wuchi scratched his ears and cheeks for a long time and picked out Gong Zizhen's "Miscellaneous Poems", "This barely fits my identity, just these two songs, how much is it?" ”

Jiang Mo's eyelids jumped, this is also picked, how bad is Tang Yin's poems? Jiang Mo just slandered, and then gave the price, "Famous articles through the ages, 100 taels for one article, these eight articles are discounted, 500 taels"

Ji Wuchi rolled his eyes, "I want these two, a total of one hundred taels, no more!" ”

Jiang Mo didn't expect that Ji Wuchi would accept the setting so quickly, and he had to point out: "Two hundred taels, sell them all!" ”

"If it doesn't work, it's a hundred taels of these two articles"

In the end, the two made a friendly deal and shook hands. The poems that have been passed down for centuries have become a deal in just a few words, and Wang Changling will definitely vomit blood when he knows it.

Ji Wuchi suddenly asked, "I heard that I am starting to appreciate "Zhou Le", are you okay?" ”

Jiang Mo's head shook like a rattle, how can modern people understand, this kind of esoteric research can't even be searched in Jiang Mo's mind, and he doesn't want to endure a headache to find this, "It's just me, no." In a few days, you can memorize these poems, and then ask your teacher..."

The more Ji Wuchi thinks about pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, the more he thinks about it, the more fun it becomes, but he is also afraid of making mistakes, "What other links are there?" ”

"Appreciation of "Zhou Le", warm wine on poetry, if the appreciation is "Qingping Tune", you say so" Jiang Mo remembered Wen Zijie's comments, and then continued: "After that, it is the moment when Miss Childe takes out her proud work to show, and Miss Childe comments on it, or some young ladies like to compose music on the spot." I don't know the specifics, but I want to ask you.... By the way, can you come out that day? ”