Ye Zhizhou found that Yan Mingyong was very sleepy these days, often tilting his head and falling asleep after not having a few pages of books after lunch.After discovering that his lover was sleeping on the couch again, he finally could not help but secretly called Taiji.As a result, after seeing it for a long time, the doctor did not find anything wrong, but scared the emperor who took the time to see his son.
"Really okay?"
"Return to the emperor, your highness is okay, and your body will be well nourished. Maybe you will be able to accompany the emperor to sacrifice this year." The doctor said that he was in a good mood.Before the eighth prince became ill, they would be scolded in the hospital. Now, the eighth prince is gradually getting stronger. The emperor is in a good mood. Not only do they not scold them, but they also give rewards to the prince hospital from time to time.
"Well, it's good, reward!" Yan Di heard this remark and was really pleased. He only felt that the old face of Taiji had become young and handsome. After thinking for a while, he asked, "Yong'er's physical condition now, two Can the autumn hunt after a month go?"
Taiji thought about it and replied, "If you are careful not to be too tired, you can still go."
"Very good!" Emperor Yan smiled happily this time, like all ordinary fathers in this world, rejoicing at the slight improvement of his sick son.
Ye Zhizhou looked at Yan Yan like this and sighed in his heart.Although Emperor Yan has many sons, each one is not just his son, only Yan Mingyong, his biological mother has a humble and unrelated family, and his age is much different from other princes. It does not pose a threat to the throne. It is the only one that can make Emperor Yan assuredly invested in the existence of his father’s love, and Yan Mingyong once saved his life indirectly... In the future, his body will be completely improved. I don't know if Emperor Yan will care about this son like he does now.
Tai Chi couldn't see the cause of Yan Mingyong's drowsiness, and Tongtian couldn't scan any problems. Although Ye Zhizhou was worried, he had no choice but to work hard to persuade himself that this is the normal condition of adolescent children's long body.
Yan Mingyong saw his worries and knew that he secretly invited the doctor, but in order to enjoy the pleasure of being cared for and valued more, he pretended to know nothing and continued to "sleepy".
Three days later, An Chengjie will participate in the cultural conference held by Yingtian College on this day, and will be appreciated by Liu Qingfeng, a scholar, and then accepted by the other party as a disciple. Lap road.Ye Zhizhou remembered this plot when he opened the river. He wanted to take Yan Mingyong together to join in the fun. Now that he is so sleepy and worried that he can't stand the toss out of the house, he dispels this idea.
As a result, Yan Mingyong, who made up, found that Ye Zhizhou left the book.In the afternoon, the warm sun spread, obscuring the corners of the paper strips on the pillow, and also blurred the expression that instantly gloomed on his face.
At the time of spring and summer, the last batch of peach blossoms under Guiyuan Temple were blooming brightly. Ye Zhizhou was nestled under a peach blossom tree, listening to the students on poems, words and articles while nibbling the seeds. Grass has grown.
An Chengsheng escaped from the small circle at the center, and found a circle before finding his brother in the corner. He could not help but sigh, "Le'er, you are already 16 years old, do you want to settle down and study?"
Since sending the poem collection, An Chengsheng's attitude towards him is getting better and more inclusive, and Ye Zhizhou is very satisfied with it. Hearing this, he nodded shamelessly and said, "I don't want to read , I’m not going to study, I’m going to make a lot of money! My mother gave me a dowry shop a while ago, and I changed it into a restaurant, and I made a lot of money. The children of the family who have no talents to become officials will eventually choose to be merchants through the shade of their families. It is also a good way out, but it is not as good as the nobleness of studying in the officialdom.
An Chengsheng couldn't bear to let his silly younger brother go to the shopping mall to float up and down, and continued to persuade, "It doesn't have to be that you have a good reading, just pass the junior, and then I will be an idle little official in the Hanlin Academy, my father and I Can protect you."
Just take a jinshi?Even the original master's ink did not pass the show!Ye Zhizhou vomited in his heart, but on the face he was just stupid and wayward, "But the officialdom is too terrible, you know, my elder brother, I have a bad brain, it is a big deal to lose money. As an official, I lose my life by accident, anyway I don’t want to study or be an official.” He insisted on keeping the original owner’s mindless settings and continued to bait. “And I’ll make a lot of money so I can go and find a collection of ancient poems for my brother. The copy I copied to you last time seems to have A series, I still want to collect it for my elder brother." A large number of books about poetry in the space were bought by Ouyang Zhi when he was doing charity, probably enough to copy more than a dozen "Ancient Collection of Poems" to fool An Chengsheng. Enough is enough.
An Chengsheng was really excited when he heard the words, and he did not persuade him to study anymore. He asked anxiously, "Is it really a series? How many other books can you see?"
"No eyebrows." He glanced at the cheaper brother who was about to glow green, pointing to the entrance of the Wenhui, and said, "But I saw Brother Chengjie, did you also invite him?" Admission is based on the invitation letter. As the champion, An Chengsheng has a lot of invitation functions. It is normal to give An Chengjie one. In the original plot, An Chengjie relied on An Chengsheng to enter this time. Wenhui.
Unexpectedly, An Chengsheng frowned when he heard this, and gave a negative answer, "I haven't invited it. The second brother may have obtained it from other places." He appreciated this young brother a while ago and thought that The other party is also a person who loves poetry, but this time the other party ran out every day, and there was no sign of reading attentively, the appreciation gradually faded, but it was a pity that the other party's talent and aura...
"That's it..." Ye Zhizhou packed the peeled melon seeds in a cloth bag and prepared to take it out and throw it away. He collected the seeds and clapped his hands and said, "Cheng Jiege is better at learning than me, and he will definitely come out again. Some amazing words, let's go and give him a hurry!" After that, he dragged An Chengsheng's arm and dragged there, unwilling to miss a good show.
An Chengsheng was thinking about things. He was almost dragged away by him, and he couldn’t help but touch his head funny. “I was angry when I saw my second brother like a hedgehog a while ago, but now I can treat it calmly. By the way, my father said well, our family has grown up."
Yeah, yeah, when I grew up, I changed my core and I grew hundreds of years old.He silently thought, looking for Liu Qingfeng's figure in the crowd while walking, wondering how to let the other party come to hear An Chengjie's "masterpiece" for a while.
At this time, the literary meeting didn't start very long. Most of the students just gathered together to connect their feelings. There were many people around An Chengjie, mostly people who love poetry.Other students originally stood not far from him, but when they saw him coming, they were far away.
Ye Zhizhou finally found the figure of Liu Qingfeng's short old man in the crowd, and he deliberately dragged An Chengsheng to stand where the other party could hear himself, and asked aloud, "Brother, why are you seeing the group of people on the edge?" The second brother has run away in the past, don’t they like the second brother?"
"It's not... well, it's just a different circle." An Chengsheng was embarrassed by his question and answered more vaguely.The most disliked part of the students who took the imperial examination was An Chengjie, a person who only showed off some poems, but he did not want his younger brother to know each other.
He wanted to confuse the past, but Ye Zhizhou didn't want to do what he wanted. He said, "I know, they are students of this year's examinations, right? I have heard others say that they seem to hate their brother. I am enterprising, but I don’t think so. The second brother’s poems are so good, even if they don’t study hard, even if they don’t take the imperial examinations, and don’t enter the officialdom to do things for the people. Do you respect him the same way?"
"Bullshit!"
An old voice suddenly sounded not far behind the two. Ye Zhizhou turned around in surprise, frowning, "This old gentleman, how can you eavesdrop on our conversation, gentlemen will not do so."
After hearing the old voice, An Chengsheng guessed the identity of the speaker, and hurriedly pulled the sleeve of Ye Zhizhou to signal him not to talk back. He paid a courtesy to the old man and apologized, "Master Liu forgive me, The younger brother has no appearance, and the students will be disciplined when they go back."
Liu Qingfeng was very satisfied with An Chengsheng's champion. Seeing him like this, his face eased a little, Zhao Zhizhou said, "The flashy learning can only obtain the short-term recognition of the world. Reading is a lifetime thing, not seeking for the country. People, diligence itself is essential, and we must not be so frivolous in the future."
Ye Zhizhou pretended to be ashamed and nodded, and then swooped out another copy of the mixed collection of poems from his arms, and passed it with both hands. "Thank you Mr. old man for pointing, thank you, please be sure to take it. "
Liu Qingfeng was an idiot who loved books. Seeing that he handed over books, he took it conditionedly and turned it over. Only then did he realize that something was wrong and embarrassed. The hands turning the pages froze.
"It's just the collection of ancient poems transcribed by the younger brother. The sir can accept it." An Chengsheng quickly explained.
Liu Qingfeng just relaxed and continued to read the book. "It turned out that my brother transcribed this word...cough, of course, the most important thing to read is the content. This collection of poems...um?!"
An Chengsheng smiled, Ye Zhizhou was satisfied, and An Chengjie suddenly burst into a roar, and a student said excitedly, "Brother Cheng Jie is so good, this poem praising the peach blossoms is a wonderful level! , Deeply dyed Yao Tao Bei Sheng You. If you are not drunk, you will remember when you wake up.
"The moth mop lights are hard to extinguish, and Yue Libang is shocked. The pear flower is like snow, also known as spring/color is leisurely." Liu Qingfeng took the next sentence with a voice, covered the book in his hand, with an unpredictable expression Looking at the vocal student, Shen Sheng asked, "Who said you wrote this poem?"
The received student looked dumbfounded at Liu Qingfeng who was slowly walking forward, stuttering, "Yes Cheng, Cheng Jie brother... How can you answer the next sentence, Mr. Liu Lao, this poem is just... "
Liu Qingfeng heard Yan Yan looking at An Chengjie, his face tinged with blue, "Obviously it is a masterpiece in the collection of ancient poems, and when did it become your child's work? I will break it with you today!"
An Chengjie was shaken by the old man's sharp eyesight and panicked.