Inside the Hall of Diligence.

The firewood in the brazier crackled.

Su Ding stood in place with some trepidation, raising his head from time to time to glance at the young man in front of him.

"The grass people are guilty!"

Don't wait for the young son of heaven to speak.

Su Ding suddenly knelt on the ground and shouted loudly.

The young emperor's eyes narrowed, and then he threw the poem written by Su Ding in front of him.

"Come, give me, read your masterpiece well......"

"Be emotional!"

Su Ding heard this.

The corners of his mouth twitched violently.

Where else is this?

This is the palace of diligence!

I just want to get out of the marriage, and I don't want to be killed!

"Ahem......"

Su Ding coughed twice and said, "The grass people don't dare!" ”

"In this world, there are still things you don't dare to do?"

Speaking of this, Qiao Heng seemed to be a little excited, and his body actually began to tremble slightly. At this time, Wei Zhong hurriedly waved his hand below.

A moment's work.

A little eunuch came up with a square box.

The box should be sandalwood.

I could smell a faint aroma from afar.

Wei Zhong carefully took the box, and after opening it, he took out a pill the size of his thumb belly.

"Your Majesty, I'm serving."

Watching Qiao Heng swallow the pill into his abdomen, the whole person's spirit was a little better.

Su Ding had the heart to stop it, but he didn't know how to persuade him.

"Anything else?"

After Qiao Heng swallowed the pill, he saw that the little eunuch was still standing there, and asked softly.

"Your Majesty, the commander of the Jinping Guard-Zuo Daqian asks to see you!"

"Zuo Daqian?"

Qiao Heng was stunned for a moment, and glanced at Su Ding, who was standing next to him: "Xuan!" ”

"Yes!"

The little eunuch hurriedly walked out.

After a short time, a man dressed in brocade walked into the main hall.

knelt on the ground: "Minister, Zuo Daqian, knock to see my emperor!" ”

"Get up! Zuo Qing came to look for me, but is there something to do? ”

Zuo Daqian nodded: "Your Majesty, it is rumored that outside the Ningxiang Building today, a young man in white composed a poem. ”

Between words.

Zuo Daqian gently took out a piece of paper from his arms, and then respectfully held it above his head.

Wei Zhong didn't dare to slack off.

picked up the paper in Zuo Daqian's hand, and then quickly came to Qiao Heng.

"Smoke cage cold moon night veil?"

……

The moment this sentence came out.

Su Ding felt as if his body had been struck by a thunderbolt, and the whole person was not good, and his eyes widened at that moment.

Nima?

What's going on?

Did this thing spread so fast?

And Qiao Heng is in a state of mind at this moment.

"Night Park Qinhuai near the restaurant!"

"The merchant girl doesn't know the hatred of the country,"

"Across the river, I still sing the flower ...... in the backyard"

Between readings, Qiao Heng stood up gently, and then slapped the piece of paper in his hand on the dragon case.

"Su Ding, Su Ding!"

"When will you grow up? In any case, you are my brother-in-law, why do you waste your time all day? ”

Qiao Heng looked at the submissive Su Ding in front of him, and wanted to strangle him at once.

However, this family affair was set by his father.

He really can't do anything if he doesn't have to.

And this time.

Su Ding's eyes suddenly flashed with light.

"Your Majesty, the grass people are dull, and the grass people are ridiculous."

"The grass people know that they can't bear the grace of heaven, so they dare to fight today, and ask Your Majesty to take back your life!"

"Revoke this marriage to set an example!"

Qiao Heng looked at Su Ding's appearance like this, and suddenly became angry.

"You're still a little ashamed."

Then he didn't pay attention to Su Ding, but turned his gaze back to Zuo Daqian.

"Do you know who this person is?"

Qiao Heng asked.

Nowadays, there are more and more lords and factions in the DPRK and China, and in addition, in the land south of the Yangtze River, the literary style is prevalent and the martial style is sluggish.

Although he tried his best to fight.

However, there are too many ministers above the court who are unwilling to fight anymore.

Their little bit of caution, Qiao Heng naturally understood.

He's always been around, so he'll need to find some allies.

Supporting a group of forces that truly belong to him is what he has been doing since he entered politics for three years.

It's just that with little success.

The stubborn disease above the court has long been ingrained.

"I don't know for the time being, but I just know that this is a young man in white!" Zuo Daqian arched his hand and said: "However, my subordinates have already sent people to investigate, and once there is news, I will definitely inform Your Majesty as soon as possible!" ”

"Hmm!"

Qiao Heng pondered for a moment.

"Post this poem on the emperor's list tomorrow."

"If you can find the source, you will be rewarded with a hundred taels of silver!"

"The author himself unveiled the list, and the bounty is a thousand taels!"

Qiao Heng's voice was a little solemn.

The moment he heard this, Su Ding couldn't hold back?

Bounty of a thousand taels?

He kind of blew himself up.

However, after thinking about his marriage, he still endured it.

Isn't it just a poem? This young man's attitude is a bit excessive, right?

"Your Majesty......"

At this time, Zuo Daqian was surprised: "Is it too public?" ”

"Now, it is to let all the literati and scholars in the world understand what I think in my heart!" Qiao Heng's eyes revealed a touch of firmness: "Go ahead and do it!" ”

"Yes!"

Zuo Daqian nodded, and stepped back.

Su Ding admired this young man a little more.

He's a guy who wants to do things.

It's just that now, Daqing is already riddled with serious illnesses, and the sound of glamour has spread throughout the court for a long time.

The scenery in the south of the Yangtze River is good, but it is the most abrasive.

There were many people who originally thought about the Northern Expedition, but after coming to Jiangnan, the fighting spirit in their hearts gradually lost.

"Get up too......"

Qiao Heng saw Su Ding, who was still kneeling there, and shook his head helplessly: "Don't mess around anymore in the future, Master Gu is a great Confucian in the current dynasty, with a sea-like knowledge, from today on, you will live in the palace." ”

"Don't go out!"

Qiao Heng said quietly.

"On the Flower Dynasty Festival, I will organize a school exam, and you, as well as my brothers and sisters, all have to participate."

What else did he want to say when he saw Su Ding.

Qiao Heng waved his hand.

Wei Zhong walked up to Su Ding: "Master Su, let's go, don't make it difficult for our family." ”

“……”

Su Ding's face was dark, and he originally thought that today's divorce was already inseparable.

Who would have thought that this young man would be so enduring?

Just because of his own father?

With doubts, Su Ding left the Qinzheng Palace.

In the Qinzheng Palace, the young son of heaven sighed slightly.

His thoughts drifted into the distance, and he took out the piece of paper again and laid it flat on the table.

Pick up the pen and write down the poem word by word.

"The merchant girl doesn't know the hatred of the country, and she still sings the flower ...... in the backyard across the river"

"It's just a merchant girl? The civil and military forces of this Manchu Dynasty are all like this now......"