The butler was right. The next day, Chen Xiuwen received multiple posts one after another. Xie Yanqing still sent him a post from the poetry meeting, saying that if he changed his mind, he could go to a gathering. Yang Heming also gave him a post and invited him to participate in the forest hunt the day after tomorrow.

Chen Xiuwen looked at the day as the same as Xie Yanqing's poem meeting. After thinking about it, he decided to reject it. Other posts were made appointments after returning to Beijing, and he was not in a hurry to reply.

"Young Master, when did you change your writing with your right hand? It looks so good." Chen Chuan sorted out the desk for Chen Xiuwen. Seeing that he was holding a pen in his right hand, he asked casually.

Chen Xiuwen looked at his hands, smiled slightly, and said teasingly: "A few days ago, I got a magic pen from the immortal in my dream. When I woke up, I found that not only I became smarter, but also my handwriting was good enough to change my hands."

The original body is a left-handed man and doesn't write much. As for ordinary people, he usually uses his right hand, but his left hand is not bad. In order to make it less abrupt, he also uses his left hand to imitate the original body's former level and practices two words casually.

"Wow! That's right! Young Master, you must have met Wenquxing! I said, why are you getting more and more extraordinary? It turns out that you are being guided by a god!" Chen Chuan believed it when he heard this, and looked at his young master with respect.

Chen Xiuwen laughed and nodded, "It may be true."

As the master and servant talked, the eunuch from the palace came outside. He sent the rewards from yesterday and told Chen Xiuwen to come to the palace to meet the saint.

Chen Xiuwen thanked her for her kindness, changed into a moon-white gauze robe, and went to the palace.

Emperor Duanmu Rong still met him in the study of Yuntao Garden. This time he did not give him a strong sense of oppression like the first time. Instead, he spoke more warmer than in Qingliang Hall yesterday.

"Get up quickly, there is no need to be too polite."

Chen Xiuwen replied: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Duanmu Rong likes to practice calligraphy in his spare time, and is writing with a pen at this time. He waved to Chen Xiuwen and said, "Come and see, how does this writing look different from what you wrote yesterday?"

Chen Xiuwen looked closer and found that the emperor was spreading his papers on the table yesterday and copied his poems. He looked carefully and pondered for a moment: "Your word is majestic and powerful, but mine is barely solemn and rigorous."

Duanmu Rong looked at the two words, put down his pen, and laughed and said, "It's right."

He walked to the couch and sat down, pointed to the position next to him, signaling Chen Xiuwen to sit down.

"You really surprised me yesterday. Why did you hide so much before you were young?" he asked.

Chen Xiuwen smiled honestly and said, "It's not that I did it on purpose when I came back to the emperor, but, I felt like I had a clue after falling into the water. And yesterday, with the emperor's encouragement and good luck, I could perform very well."

Duanmu Fu raised his hand and pointed at him, "Make it up for me. He is obviously very clever and insightful. In the future, he is not allowed to pretend to be stupid in front of me."

Chen Xiuwen grinned and said, "Your Majesty, I don't know if I can do this."

"Why, do you want to deceive the emperor and dare to disobey my will?" Duanmu Rong said at him with a narrow eyes.

"No, Your Majesty," Chen Xiuwen said with a tough forehead, "I just don't know what to be a fool, so I'm a little uncertain."

Duanmu Rong smiled and said, "I think you are quite like you now. Be careful that I will punish you for being disrespectful."

Chen Xiuwen was speechless for a moment.

Duanmu Rong laughed.

Chen Xiuwen simply said: "Your Majesty, I have a request to tell you."

Duanmurong picked up the tea bowl and said, "Then let's talk about it."

Chen Xiuwen paused and said with a smile: "I want to ask the Emperor to take back the will of appointing me as a baron."

"Oh, that's it. I thought you were going to ask another thing," Duanmu Rong glanced at him meaningfully and said, "I will not change my words. But you are talking about why I want to take back my title?"

Chen Xiuwen was shocked by his eyes. Another thing? Is it the matter of being the eldest princess and the princess?

He was really impulsive to talk about this just now, but he was worried that if he couldn't test it, he might shoot himself in the foot. The emperor's intentions were unpredictable. Who knew whether he was willing to marry his daughter to him? It would be better to be cautious.

Although he made a serious agreement last night, the eldest princess was young after all, and she said she would marry and recruit a princess. It was probably just an impulse. The emperor played with her daughter, but she might not really agree with her idea.

Chen Xiuwen said sincerely: "When I go back to the emperor, the saint has something to say, and we should not worry about being weak but not being equal. There were three people who had the same grades as me yesterday. If only I was the only one who received the emperor's kindness, I would be a little uneasy."

Duanmu Rong laughed and looked at him and said, "I just said it wrong. You are smart, no matter how smart you are, you are still as stupid as you are. I didn't expect that you were so honest and dull. What I gave you, you will suffer, no matter how others do you. If you enter my eyes, you are the place where you are better than them. I will not be generous to everyone."

Chen Xiuwen originally thought that he would do better in one exam, but he was just as good as the frontier soldiers who had saved countless military achievements, so he was a little unaware of the reward. But when the emperor said this, even if he was ashamed of it, he could not refuse it anymore. In ancient times, he was always so kind to the king, and he was already ignorant of his appearance.

"Xu Wen knows, thank the emperor for his grace." He stood up and saluted.

Duanmu Rong pointed to the seat and asked him to continue sitting, and said, "I have heard of what you talked with Fu'er. So, are you willing to get married to Fu'er in the future?"

Chen Xiuwen's face suddenly became a little hot. Although he was mentally prepared, he suddenly talked about this matter, especially when talking about this topic with his most likely future father-in-law, and he felt a little embarrassed for a while.

If he agreed to this question, it would not be in line with his true wish. If he denied it, it would seem that he would go back on his word. He planned to agree last night. If it weren't for the eldest princess' final consideration, he might have accepted it. Now, he was really hesitant.

Duanmu Rong saw that he was blushing and laughed: "You are so young! Okay, I won't ask anymore. I will talk to your father."

Chen Xiuwen said in a barrage in his heart: No! Emperor, please continue to ask! I have something to say!

But Duanmu Rong stood up and obviously didn't want to continue the topic. He said to Chen Xiuwen: "I think you have good abilities. I believe you want to come to the palace as a walk when you have time. What do you think?"

The emperor's so-called walking was the guard intern in front of him. Not only did he receive a generous salary, but he also did not have to pass the exam to get a high-ranking official and a generous salary. It was simply the best shortcut in the dream of a noble child.

Chen Xiuwen was very surprised. After thinking about it for a moment, he replied: "Thank you for your trust. I will study hard and fulfill my loyalty."

Duanmu Rong patted his shoulders for fear and said with a smile: "That's it."

Chen Xiuwen thought to himself, so he stepped into the officialdom of Daning with one foot, wanted to marry the eldest princess, and reach the peak of his career in ancient life?
Chapter completed!