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Chapter 88(1/2)

The Li family came in first.

Old Lady Li was leaning on a crutch and was in good spirits. She immediately led the members of the Li family to visit the emperor.

The old woman was respectful, trembling, and speaking with caution, without any indication of her arrogance and domineeringness just now.

"Give the old lady a seat."

Liu Che was kind and happy.

The eunuch standing beside him immediately brought a chair and placed it at the bottom of the left.

On the right is the minister and on the left is the family.

Although the left is not as noble as the right, the Li family was secretly proud.

The emperor has regarded them as family members.

When Liu Chan and Wei Yan came in to pay their respects, the humble smile on Old Lady Li's face immediately stopped.

Liu Che looked at the boy in the audience and looked at him carefully.

Today, Wei Yan was wearing a brand new robe and combed her hair meticulously. She looked young and elegant, with a pretty boy look.

Wei Yan lowered his head, his face looked respectful, and he tried hard to remain calm.

Liu Che looked at him for a while and said, "Wei Yan, how did you come up with the story of "Journey to the West"?"

Such a wonderful mythological story was really written by this young boy?

Liu Che expressed some doubts.

Wei Yan's eyes flashed and he said respectfully: "When Cao Min was a child, he went into the mountain to chop firewood. When he met an old man with white hair, he meditated in the mountain. Cao Min gave him the fruit he picked. Then he told me many stories, and taught me to read, read poems, write lyrics, cook vegetables and do things, etc. This "Journey to the West" was compiled by Cao Min based on the story told by the old man and added his own imagination."

"What happened?"

Liu Che was amazed, with a hint of excitement in his eyes, and said, "Was that old man still alive?"

Wei Yan looked up at him, then lowered his head and said, "Caomin doesn't know. Caomin met the old man for three years, and after three years, he can never find him again, until now."

Liu Che frowned and suddenly said seriously: "Wei Yan, what you said is true? You should know the consequences of the crime of deceiving the monarch, right?"

Wei Yan bowed and said, "Your Majesty clearly understands, and every word that the people say is true, and you will never dare to deceive Your Majesty."

"I don't know if you dare."

Liu Che narrowed his eyes, and the light flashed a few times, as if he wanted to continue asking something, but he looked at the minister below and Liu Yi next to him, and held back, saying, "Wei Yan, do you know why I summoned you today?"

Wei Yan lowered his head and said, "I know."

Isn’t it just a competition with General Li’s son?

As long as you win him, you will have ten thousand taels of silver to get!

Don't worry, Your Majesty, I promise that you, General Li, will not even lose your shorts!

Liu Che nodded and said, "Okay, since I know, I don't need to say more. I admire your literary talent very much. Not only this "Journey to the West" but those poems are also top-notch works, and I was also very proud after reading them. I originally thought you were just Ai who called me to fill in the numbers, but now it seems that you do have real talents and knowledge. But..."

Speaking of this, he turned his head and looked at Ai who was sitting next to him and said, "But, if you want to be the person of Ai, it is not enough to be just literary. So today, I will give you questions in person and test you. You will compete fairly with Li Pinggong, and my ministers and children will witness it. I will never favor anyone."

"Ai's people?"

Wei Yan was a little confused. Who is Ai?

He turned his head and looked at Liu Chan next to him. Is it Sister Chan's nickname?

Liu Chan fooled him into the competition. If he won, he would become Liu Chan's person? Is he a disciple?

But it's not right.

It is impossible for a mere guest to bother the emperor to come and ask questions in person.

Wei Yan suddenly had an ominous premonition.

On the stage, the eldest princess Liu Yi looked at him and frowned slightly.

Seeing the boy's confused look on his face, Xiaochan probably hasn't explained it to him yet, right? Was he fooled him?

She no longer holds any hope for today's competition.

After Wei Yan came in, he said that the person who was most surprised here must be Bingji.

Bingji looked at the familiar boy in front of him, and his always calm mind suddenly collapsed.

He never thought that the boy was the one who fought for the eldest princess with Li Pinggong.

"This first question is just to write poetry."

After a moment of pondering, Liu Che decided to give Ai a face first.

Only with poetry can this young man have the chance to win.

Let the boy win once first. At least Ayi will not be ugly on the face, and the boy will not lose too embarrassingly and miserable.

Although he had already recognized Li Pinggong, this young man did have some skills.

This is the first time he has been tempted to cherish talent in so many years. If he had a big blow to this young man today, he would be afraid that this young man would not recover.

Liu Che frowned slightly, thought carefully, and said with a smile: "This topic is to use objects to describe people. The topic is broader, so it will be easier for you to express it. All poems can be done, and one stick of incense is enough."

After saying that, the little eunuch next to him immediately went over and lit incense.

"Use things to describe people?"

Li Pinggong immediately started to think.

When Wei Yan heard the topic and thought for a moment, several poems appeared in his mind.

However, his eyes looked at Bingji on the side, and immediately remembered the injustice of Liu Bingyi and Prince Wei.

Maybe he can take this opportunity to a little hint at the one above.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Bingji also looked at him, but it was still difficult to calm down his shock, so he naturally couldn't guess what he was thinking at this moment.

On the stage, the eldest princess stared at him with some confusion.

After His Majesty gave the question, he did not think, but looked at Bingji, as if he was hesitating.

She naturally knew about Prince Wei’s grievances, and also knew about his relationship with Bingji and Liu Bingyi.

But like Bingji, she did not think of what the boy was thinking now.

At this time, who dares to speak for Prince Wei’s family?

If it is not done well, it will be the crime of beheading.

Even she dared not.

"Your Majesty, the people of the grass have already made a draft, called "Lime Song"."

Wei Yan bowed.

Li Pinggong, who was carefully considering the sentence, narrowed his eyes and looked at him, but was not disturbed and continued to think.

The eyes of the others in the field all looked at Wei Yan.

Liu Che smiled and said, "Lime Song? Okay, read it out. I will review it with my loved ones. Looking at the mere lime, what can I chant?"

Wei Yan felt aroused and said loudly: "Thousands of hammers and thousands of chisels out of the deep mountains, and burning them with fire is as easy as it is. You are not afraid of being broken into pieces. You must keep your innocence in the world."

As soon as this poem came out, the eldest princess on the stage raised her frown and looked at him deeply.

Liu Che was stunned for a moment and murmured: "It's like burning fire is like a casual... I'm not afraid of shattering my bones, I want to keep my innocence in the world..."

An old man from the audience suddenly stood up and said excitedly: "Your Majesty, this poem is heroic, open-minded, sonorous and powerful. He encourages himself with lime, has a lofty ambition and noble character. It is really a rare good poem!"

Another minister also stood up and said excitedly: "After hearing this, my blood was thrilling, and my emotions were hard to calm down! This poem is extraordinary, and this young man's ambition is even more extraordinary."

Liu Che looked at the young man in the audience with appreciation and nodded, "It is indeed a rare and good poem. Wei Yan, I have to admire your ambition and literary talent."

As soon as these words came out, the poem that had just been brewing in Li Pinggong's mind was immediately dispelled by him.

Liu Chan, who was beside her, was secretly happy.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Wei Yan suddenly lowered his head and bowed, "Your Majesty, please redeem the people and offend them. The last two lines of this poem "Lime Song" just now were not written by the people, but... but by the people's friends, Liu Bingyi."

As soon as these words came out, the scene suddenly became silent.

Bingji's face suddenly changed and he looked at the boy in shock.

He really didn't expect that the boy was even more courageous than him, and he didn't expect that the boy had such a deep relationship with Liu Bingyi and was willing to risk his beheading and argue for him!

It was as if it was the first time he had met this young man, shocked, shocked and incredible.

Liu Chan, who was beside her, had a pale face.

The eldest princess Liu Yi on the stage also looked slightly stunned, and looked at the boy in surprise.

No wonder the young man looked at Bingji just now as soon as His Majesty made the question. It turned out that he was going to take this opportunity to argue for Prince Wei’s family!

What a "I'm not afraid of being broken by my bones, I want to keep my innocence in the world!"

This is not the Lime Song, nor is it Liu Bingyi’s grievance, it is clearly a true portrayal of himself!
To be continued...
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