Chapter 84 Dad’s Taunt [4k big chapter please order first]
Zeng Anmin's eyes finally locked on the small purple incense burner on the table in the yard.
Three incense sticks are burning in the incense burner.
"Don't be so anxious to see me in the future."
The prince reached out his hand very considerately and straightened Zeng Anmin's collar, which was not very messy.
He said in a reproachful tone:
"In all things, one must put oneself first."
"Thank you for your concern, Your Highness."
Zeng Anmin was a little moved.
This little fat prince really knows how to behave!
Much better than his stupid little sister with no IQ! !
Until now.
He was still frightened when he thought of Princess Ning'an's stupid and speechless behavior when she first traveled through time.
"Haha, I, Wang Qianzhi, His Highness the Prince's Attendant, have met Zeng Xiandi."
Zeng An saw a rather awkward-looking young man smiling and saluting him.
He obviously looks modest and polite, but why is he...
Anyway, I don’t have the natural and gentle feeling like Brother Tongyu.
"Zeng Anmin, courtesy name Quanfu."
If he didn't hit the smiling person with his hand, Zeng Anmin would naturally not offend the smiling person and return the favor with a smile.
He was still waiting for the other party to introduce himself.
It turns out that Wang Qianzhi just stood there and didn't move? ?
A moment.
The atmosphere in the courtyard became a little subtle.
This man is so rude!
Zeng Anmin frowned secretly, feeling a little unhappy in his heart.
In normal interpersonal interactions, this is a etiquette that even a ten-year-old child knows.
If the other party declares his/her name to you, it means that he or she intends to make acquaintance.
People will also state their names to facilitate closer relationships in the future.
As a result, this kid just smiled and stopped talking?
I just barely said the words "I look down on you"...
Zeng Anmin frowned slightly.
The one who comes is not good.
"Haha, Ruoshui is the son of Prince Qi. Since you two will be my attendants from now on, you should get close to each other."
The prince's chubby little face showed a friendly smile, and he introduced Zeng Anmin quite naturally.
After saying that, he took Zeng Anmin's hand and said with a smile:
"Come on, sit down quickly."
Prince Qi’s son?
Zeng Anmin had a slight realization in his heart.
I remembered what my father said to me back in Liangjiang County.
"Prince Jiang and Prince Qi are from the same mother. Prince Qi is a fourth-grade martial arts master and the only high-level martial artist in the royal family..."
Now he understood.
No wonder.
It turns out that I killed his father!
This kid has a grudge against me!
Think of this.
The smile on his face became even stronger. He sat on the ground under the guidance of the prince and looked at Wang Qianzhi with a smile:
"It's time to get close to brother Ruoshui. After I return home, I will tell my father that he should also get close to His Highness Prince Qi."
Since you don't give me face, there is no need to give you face.
And with such hatred, there is definitely no possibility of a good chat, so it is better to let yourself feel happy.
As soon as these words came out, Wang Qianzhi's eyelids jumped.
Now in the entire officialdom, who doesn’t know that King Jiang, his uncle, died at the hands of Zeng Shilin? ?
Zeng Anmin's words were no less than rubbing salt into Wang Qianzhi's wounds.
As soon as these words came out, the little fat prince's hands trembled.
His big eyes showed even greater disbelief.
However, he reacted quickly and immediately said with a smile:
"We are all classmates, why should my family be so humble?"
"Quan Fu, I happen to have some doubts about poetry, and I would like to ask you for advice."
"The prince is so complimentary that I really don't think it's appropriate to ask for advice."
Zeng Anmin smiled warmly.
He followed the prince's words very naturally.
The two seemed like old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years.
One wants to make friends with subordinates.
A pure heart wants to be angry with Wang Qianzhi.
For a while, the conversation was extremely heated.
See this scene.
Wang Qian's hands under the table were held tightly.
He pursed his lips and looked at the prince intently.
Obviously... I was the one who came first! !
……
"What are you talking about?" A lazy voice sounded, attracting the attention of everyone in the courtyard.
Zeng Anmin subconsciously turned his head and looked towards the entrance of the courtyard.
Then he saw a thin figure slowly walking in from outside.
The man had a very good appearance, was dressed in purple clothes, and was walking very lazily in a square shape.
He clasped his hands behind his back and walked in from outside the courtyard so swaggeringly.
"I have met His Highness the Crown Prince."
Listening to his words, there is a sense of femininity.
He bowed to the prince very casually, then sat down next to Wang Qianzhi, looking at Zeng Anmin's face with interest.
Wang Qianzhi stood up and saluted: "I have met His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince."
When the prince saw him, his chubby face froze slightly at first, and then he quickly smiled:
"Fourth brother? A rare guest! Why do you have time to come to my Qianyuan Palace today?"
"I'm not here for big brother, I just want to see how talented Zeng Liangjiang, who is famous in Jiangnan, is."
Wang Yuanhao had a smile on his feminine face.
He looked straight at Zeng Anmin.
From the beginning to the end, his eyes never fell on the faces of the prince and Wang Qianzhi.
"I've met the Fourth Prince." When Zeng Anmin heard that he was here to see him, he pretended to stand up and salute.
"No need to salute. I have admired you for a long time. I came here just to take a look at you."
"Handsome, handsome, really good-looking."
Wang Yuanhao smiled casually, and stretched out his fair arm to pull Zeng Anmin:
"He is indeed a great talent who can write "Ode to Two Rivers". His heroic appearance makes people feel good."
Hey! Don't tell me.
This man is really discerning.
Zeng Anmin pursed his lips.
Men.
If you praise me for my abilities, I will definitely doubt whether you have ulterior motives.
But if you compliment me on my good looks... Well, don't say it, just look at it and be sincere!
"Ahem, appearance is nothing more than floating clouds. The most important thing in life is a kind heart."
Zeng Anmin waved his hand modestly.
See how he performs.
Wang Yuanhao's eyes lit up.
A feeling of sympathy subconsciously emerged in my heart.
I was about to follow Zeng Anmin's words.
Then I heard the slightly unhappy voice of the prince:
"Today we are going to read and discuss poetry and articles"
Having said this, the little fat man showed a look of embarrassment on his face, and said intentionally or unintentionally:
"The fourth brother is a martial artist..."
But the eviction order has been issued.
As soon as these words came out, Wang Yuanhao's face darkened slightly.
He quickly looked at Zeng Anmin's face.
Obviously, Confucian and Taoist people have always looked down upon warriors, and he knew it.
However, Zeng Anmin didn't react at all, and even smiled and nodded.
The expected expressions of disgust, disgust, etc. were all gone.
Wang Yuanhao was even more happy.
The more he looked at Zeng Anmin, the more comfortable he felt.
"Occasionally I read some poems."
Wang Yuanhao waved his hand indifferently:
"Today I happened to ask Zeng Liangjiang for advice on some poetry issues."
Those eyes on Zeng Anmin were like admiring rare treasures, and his voice was soft:
"You won't dislike me for being a rough man, right?"
"How can that be possible!!"
Zeng Anmin laughed dryly and waved his hands.
I know some woolen poetry...
Actually I'm thicker than you.
Wang Qianzhi took the words at this time. He stood up slowly, with a smile on his face, and saluted the prince and the fourth prince:
"Since we are classmates, why not change to a larger desk?"
... As soon as these words came out, the prince fell silent.
He frowned secretly and glanced at Wang Qianzhi imperceptibly.
"Yeah, what? Brother, you won't even be willing to do this, right? If it doesn't work, go to my Qing Palace?"
Wang Yuanhao is very good at seizing opportunities.
He blinked, and a very uncomfortable smile appeared on his feminine face.
He stood up and made a move to pull Zeng Anmin away.
"Fourth brother, don't be joking. I have tables and tables of all sizes here!"
The smile on the chubby prince's face was a little stiff, but he didn't chase them away directly.
As a prince, you should have the world in mind and be broad-minded.
If he drives Wang Yuanhao away today, a master will come to educate him tomorrow with a ruler.
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After saying that, he waved his fat hand, and the eunuch called people to move the table and case into the room.
Obviously, the corner of this courtyard is cramped, which is no longer suitable.
The prince took a deep breath and walked slowly towards the center of the courtyard:
"Just here, it's more spacious."
"Yes."
Wang Qianzhi hurriedly followed the prince.
"Tsk." The fourth prince Wang Yuanhao raised his eyebrows slightly and walked over.
Zeng Anmin was also ready to walk towards the courtyard with the three of them.
Just didn't wait to lift his feet.
Suddenly, Wang Qian's scream was heard in the courtyard.
Um?
Zeng Anmin stopped subconsciously and looked at Wang Qianzhi, who was screaming.
I saw Wang Qianzhi accidentally tripping on a stone in the courtyard while walking.
"Bang!"
He kowtowed straight away.
Wang Qianzhi suffered a hemorrhage from the back of his brain instantly, twitched twice and then fainted!
All this happened in the blink of an eye, which was overwhelming.
It can be seen that the fall was very hard.
Zeng Anmin was still a little gloating in his heart.
But then, a "click" was heard.
It was like the sound of stones being set into holes.
After this voice sounded, the expressions of the prince and the fourth prince changed simultaneously! !
"Watch out!!!"
The prince's pupils shrank suddenly, he suddenly raised his head and looked towards Zeng Anmin and his voice was extremely urgent:
"Quan Fu, get out of the way!!"
Um?
Zeng Anmin was a little confused by what happened suddenly.
However, it's too late! !
He only saw a flash of blue light in front of his eyes.
"Buzz!!!"
First, a green line passed through Zeng Anmin's position.
The next moment, the green line suddenly turned into a big net.
Heading towards Zeng Anmin's area.
The speed was so fast that Zeng Anmin couldn't dodge it! !
"Chirp!"
The big green net tightly covered Zeng Anmin, suspended in the air like a bowl.
Zeng Anmin's body shook slightly, and then he sat cross-legged on the ground involuntarily.
He closed his eyes, like a stake, and his body except for the rise and fall of his chest proved that he was alive.
"This..."
Seeing this scene, the prince and the fourth prince looked extremely ugly.
Wang Yuanhao stared at the prince and said in a gloomy voice:
"Why don't you take off the magic array spirit stone?!"
The prince's face looked a little pale, and he was a little confused for a moment. He subconsciously answered:
"Loading and unloading spiritual stones consumes too much spiritual power, and I also want to save..."
However, his voice became weaker and weaker.
Obviously, no one will listen at this time whether he has good intentions or bad intentions.
No one noticed.
As Wang Qianzhi was lying on the ground, the undetectable sneer at the corner of his mouth flashed away.
…………
In the palace, the imperial study.
"In this case, I will retire first."
Zeng Shilin had no expression on his face and saluted Emperor Jianhong on the chair.
Today, since he entered the palace to meet the Holy Emperor, he has been pulled by Emperor Jianhong to reminisce about the past.
The imperial study room is the small court meeting.
At this time, there was no one except Zeng Shilin in the Imperial Study Room.
There are still dozens of figures standing.
They are all important officials in the court today.
Obviously, this small court meeting was a welcome ceremony prepared for Zeng Shilin.
Used to express the importance Emperor Jianhong attached to his ministers.
"Why should Master Zeng leave in a hurry? He can tell us more about his experience in governing, so that we can learn from it."
An official saluted my father enthusiastically.
Zeng Shilin was about to decline.
Then I saw a little eunuch with a solemn expression.
He took small steps that were fast and quiet, and came to Emperor Jianhong's side, whispering a few words in his ear.
"Huh?"
After listening to the eunuch's whisper, Emperor Jianhong narrowed his eyes slightly and raised his head sharply.
The moment he looked up.
The depressing atmosphere has condensed in the entire imperial study room.
Emperor Jianhong glanced at his father.
That look made Zeng Shilin confused.
"May I ask Your Majesty, what happened?"
An official stood up and bowed respectfully and asked.
Emperor Jianhong said calmly: "The magic array for the East Palace assessment is on."
As soon as these words came out, all the officials in the royal study room breathed a sigh of relief.
Just a small thing.
Dad didn't think much and wanted to say goodbye and leave.
But then I heard the voice of Emperor Jianhong:
"The person participating in the assessment is Zeng Anmin, the son of Zeng Shangshu."
What? !
Dad’s pupils were trembling.
However, the years of cultivating qi did not make him lose his composure. He just slowly raised his head, frowned slightly and said:
"Dogzi?"
Emperor Jianhong nodded calmly.
"Oh? Could it be Zeng Liangjiang who realized the literary spirit in a quarter of an hour?"
An official's eyes lit up, he looked at Zeng Shilin and said:
"Zeng Shaojun's "Ode to Two Rivers" is the best in the world, and my subordinates were deeply touched by it. At home, they often admired Shaojun's poetic talent."
"Indeed, when I first heard "Ode to Two Rivers", I was really moved, and its desolate meaning made people sigh."
"How about we go together to observe the exam?"
"Okay! Just take a look at Zeng Shaojun's talent!"
"…………"
Dad's face was expressionless, but the hands hidden under his sleeves were held a little tight.
He never expected that such a big boy would be led to the East Palace by the prince today.
It happened too suddenly.
He was not prepared at all.
"What? Why doesn't Zeng Shangshu answer? Is there some secret that prevents us from observing the exam?"
A deep voice sounded.
Everyone looked at him.
I saw a dark-faced man slowly walking out of the crowd with a sneer on his face.
He is nearly ten feet tall and moves like Mount Tai.
A brocade garment collapsed on top of his bulging muscles.
There is a ring of beard on the face, which is as straight as a needle.
Just walking, there is an unparalleled sense of oppression.
He crossed his arms across his chest, leaned on his length, and looked down at Zeng Shilin.
This person is the current imperial city Sibeitidu, King Qi, King Xianhe!
Zeng Shilin was too lazy to look up at him, and his voice slowly passed into the field:
"As a disciple of Confucianism and Taoism, literature is the most important thing in assessment. Does His Highness King Qi understand this?"
There was no emotion at all, but he was just mocking Laman.
What kind of big-tailed wolf are you pretending to be, a vulgar warrior?
Do you also know what a saint’s day is?
King Qi's face turned completely dark.
(End of chapter)