Zhu Yijing was stunned for ten seconds after being announced directly by the second prince before he realized that what he said before at the palace gate was in vain.

Facing the eyes of the crowd of people in the hall with their own thoughts, Zhu Yijing hurriedly turned his mind, tried his best to come up with a remark, and then covered his mouth with his fist and coughed:

"Well! I have long admired all the names of talented men. However, because I was not yet married, I was unable to participate in the second brother's poetry meeting, so I appeared late today. I hope you will forgive me."

"Oh, I don't dare to be it, I don't dare to be it--"

As soon as Zhu Yijing opened his mouth, all the talented men who were sitting stood up one after another, bowed and shouted that they didn't dare to say anything in their mouths. At the same time, they were also curiously looking at the third prince in front of them who was living in rumors in the past, and it was the first time they met today.

Seeing the eyes of the talented men, Zhu Yi's smile remained unchanged on the mirror and continued to speak:

"I'm sorry, I'm not very proficient in the Four Books and Five Classics, and I know nothing about the music of poetry. I'm very talented, I hope I won't make fun of me for this, and I don't have to make things difficult for me."

"Third brother said this too much."

This time, before the talents spoke, the second prince took Zhu Yijing's wrist first:

"We are gathered here, to put it bluntly, and this praise of Fengya is a matter for ourselves and our fellow friends. Since the third brother is not very interested in this, then the second brother believes that no one present will force you to participate. What I said is correct?"

While saying this, the second prince looked around, and the talents in the hall were worthy of their titles and nodded. One of the talented men with a gentle face even smiled:

"The second prince's words are reasonable. If you like it, you like it. If you don't have interest, you don't have interest. You have to force others to participate in what you like. What's this called saying!"

"Yes, yes, Mr. Li's words are reasonable. Where can I force others to attend the poetry meeting?"

"That's right! We are not all rough people who only know how to dance with swords and guns."

"The Third Prince doesn't have to be too polite. I will come as a friend. I won't know what it will be."

Although Zhu Yijing felt relieved when he heard them say this, he was a little unhappy.

To put it nicely, wasn’t I just forced by Empress Corning to attend the poetry meeting?

And what do you mean by "none of them are rough people who only know how to dance with swords and guns?"

Thinking of this, Zhu Yijing subconsciously turned his head to look at You Shenglan behind him, but found that she was still looking back at the second prince's works, and had no idea what the talents said.

Yes, this is also good.

After greeting other talents with a smile, the second prince waved his hand and signaled everyone to do what they should do, and there was no need to restrain themselves because of Zhu Yijing's arrival.

With the sign of the second prince, the atmosphere in the hall quickly returned to active. However, the second prince was led by the second prince, Zhu Yijing, who was in it, was inevitably looked at by many people.

Zhu Yijing was not very stingy about these curious spys. He just followed the second prince to the gentle young master who spoke first and listened to him:

"Third brother, let me introduce it to you. This is Mr. Li Maocai and Mr. Li, and his father is Mr. Li, who is from the current cabinet. Not only is he well-read in poetry and books, he also won the third place in the second place in this year's examination (equivalent to the sixth in the country). He gave Lord Li a good face."

"The Second Prince, I've passed, I've passed."

Li Maocai was also a little helpless and stood up and saluted Zhu Yijing and the second prince:

"It was because my father passed the third place in the second grade in the second grade that he was constantly attacked by the censors of the Censorate, saying that his son was noble and could build a paper house with his father's gift."

"Oh, it turns out that it is Lord Li's son. No wonder he was targeted by a group of evil dogs in the Censorate. I guess the old man Ouyang Yijing is the one who takes the lead, right?"

Zhu Yijing understands Li Maocai's bitterness.

In the entire Ming Dynasty, most of the children of high-ranking officials did not have any good rankings in the imperial examination. If you really have luck and get the top few exams, don’t be too busy to be happy. On the contrary, this means that your father will soon suffer.

The top ministers of the Ming Dynasty, such as Zhang Juzheng and Wang Xijue, were usually in the court, but as long as they heard that their son had the top few exams, they would immediately wash their faces and prepare to welcome the upcoming abuse. Because according to convention, the son's good news was just delivered, and at most a few hours, the censor's scolding was about to arrive. What is the son's reputation for his father and the suspicion of cheating, etc., are overwhelming.

The censors in the Ming Dynasty were very democratic. Almost all of them had the temperament of the Wanhuhou of the past. In addition, the saliva system was very developed and the paparazzi spirit of pursuing and fighting fiercely. Of course, they would not let go of such things. They would bite them if they caught them, and would not let them go if they were bitten.

It takes considerable courage and shame to get up from this slutty saliva. For example, Wang Xijue, the chief assistant in the Wanli period, couldn't help but scold him after his son won the first place in the provincial examination and drove his son home. It was not until thirteen years later that he had already stepped down and returned home before he let his son take the examination.

Of course, I am a senior official of the court. My son is among the top in the exam, but he is not scolded. There are still some who are unique. This heroic father and son are Yang Tinghe and his son, Yang Shen, one of the three great talents.

Brother Yang Shen passed the top scorer, but his father was not scolded. This is because Brother Yang Shen is too famous and has a great level. Everyone has reached a consensus. If Yang Shen fails the exam, it means there is something wrong with the exam.

However, because of his father's involvement, Yang Shen was later knocked away by Zhu Houzhao, and he had not yet become the name of the three great talents of the Ming Dynasty in the future.

But Li Maocai dared not agree with Zhu Yijing's bold words:

"The Third Highness, the censor was originally established by Emperor Taizu, and was used to inspect all officials. What's more, since ancient times, there have been censors. These people do not care about specific matters, and their task is to give suggestions. If not, it is better not to provoke them."

"oh."

Zhu Yijing has one advantage, that is, he listens to advice, so he immediately bows to Li Maocai and says:

"Thank you, Mr. Li, for your reminder, I will pay attention in the future."

"How dare you? How dare you? The Third Highness is polite."

Unlike Li Maocai, who is as honest as his father, the second prince, who is amused and crying, knows his brother's shortcomings—

That is, you won't change it if you beat it to death.

So at this time, the second prince had completely different ideas from Li Maocai in his heart, especially remembering that Zhu Yi had a conflict with Ouyang Yijing when he left the palace. These two people would definitely be targeted at Mai Mang in the future.

Just as I was thinking, a sudden notification came from the hall gate:

"Report——His Highness the Great Prince is still in the hall to reflect and cannot leave the hall. He specially sent his subordinates to visit. He hopes that His Highness the Second Prince will regard him as his own."

"Ah, I forgot that my elder brother can't come out yet. I wonder who was sent?"

Zhu Yijing thought that there was anyone else, it must be Yu Chunhua from the Ministry of Rites, but after raising his head and looking at the door, he met a cripple man.
Chapter completed!