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Helang thought about it, even the incredible thing of traveling through the world is done by this manual, what else can't happen
Since he could speak human language, Helang asked about its name, although he didn't know if a...spiritual beast would be so particular about it.
Seeing Helang talking to it, the rabbit was very excited, "I am a rabbit that eats melons, so I am a rabbit that eats melons! Master can call me a melon rabbit!"
I thought it was a docile and pleasant rabbit, but now Helang felt that his thoughts were being impacted. Does this rabbit like to eat melons too much? Why such a taboo name, what did its parents think
Glancing at its short, fat body and big teeth, he could only say one word, "Stupid."
Guatu arched into his arms aggrievedly, and retorted: "Master host, Guatu is very powerful! I can give you task reminders and open super powerful cheats for you. You have to hug my thigh to know." Well!"
Helang smiled. Although he couldn't understand what the rabbit was saying, he probably knew that it was bragging about how powerful it was.
"Hold the thigh? Is this so?" He held Guatu's thin leg and scratched it deliberately, making it tickle in his arms.
Although he disliked the rabbit on his face, he couldn't help but love it when he stroked its soft fur, the soft touch from it, and the warmth from his palm.
Since this rabbit is a manual beast, Helang also told him about his own affairs, and he should find a companion to confide in. Such an insider.
"Tell me, how can His Highness win the literary test and attract the Emperor's attention?"
Guatu yawned lazily, not worried, "The emperor spoils him so much, as long as he is serious, it's not so unreasonable, of course he will be partial."
Helang thought about it, and he was still like other people around the prince. The bachelor who spent money to find out the questions understood the questions, and told Zhen Puyang to remember to take it seriously.
The atmosphere of the literary examination was very relaxed. Brothers and sisters of the right age gathered together, while the gentlemen and bachelors stood aside and waited.
In the past, Zhen Puyang was the last one to come, but this time Helang brought him to the palace early.
"If Your Highness performs well this time and proves his ability, I won't allow His Highness to read silently in the future." Helang sat down beside him, put his hands on the table, tapped, and said softly.
In fact, when he said this, he was also hesitant. He always felt that it was too unfair for him to educate people in this way, and he actually encouraged His Highness to study by not studying.
But obviously this still played an encouraging role for Zhen Puyang, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, he nodded lazily, and drank the tea in the cup in one gulp, putting the rim of the cup on the table.
"Just watch His Highness overwhelm the crowd."
Helang raised his eyebrows and smiled at the corner of his mouth. He naturally had expectations, but he also laughed at his innocence and arrogance at the same time.
Your Highness really thinks that his royal brothers are as ignorant as he is? However, for the time being, let's see how His Highness behaves.
Because they came early, there are still very few princes who always like to be late.
The fourth prince, Zhen Puqi, was one of the few who arrived first. As soon as he stepped on the threshold, he caused a small commotion, and several people couldn't help whispering to each other.
"Fourth brother will amaze everyone this time, right?" The voice of guessing sounded.
"What's the use of being good at writing? You can get the attention of the emperor by being amazing? I don't even look at his background. I don't know if the child born to a low-level slave is a bastard—heh."
Herang looked sideways slightly.
Zhen Puqi is the fourth son of the emperor. He has just passed the age of a weak crown. He is tall and tall, not like a royal.
On the contrary, his biological mother was just the lowest official daughter, her background was lowly, and she couldn't be compared with the mothers of other princes.
Behind the mothers and concubines of the rest of the princes, there are generals, prime ministers and ministers, the family of Zhongming Dingshi, and the worst is also a big family.
And Zhen Puqi's mother is just an inferior woman who accidentally got favored. Among these self-proclaimed noble royal families, one can imagine how Zhen Puqi was excluded and laughed at.
These words were not whispered, and I don't know what kind of reaction the person involved will hear.
Helang looked at the people curiously, but Zhen Puqi turned a deaf ear, maintaining a good demeanor on his face, and didn't care about them at all, maybe he was numb or maybe he was really extraordinary.
The princes were of different ages, and in the past most of them were acquired by the elders, but they did not care too much about their literary talents, and only selected one who performed best.
After being seated, everyone arrived one after another, and it was inevitable to guess who the winner this time would be.
The winner last time was Zhen Puqi, he is the oldest, and he is really talented in writing, his older brother and the rest of the imperial brothers cannot be compared with him.
This made it difficult for him not to be talked about by his brothers, and it would inevitably attract jealousy and suspicion.
Bitter words are not whispered, and those with a heart can definitely hear them clearly.
Helang couldn't help taking a look out of the corner of his eye, and he couldn't miss the gloomy look in Zhen Puqi's eyes.
It's just that in a blink of an eye, he is still smiling and cheerful, and the speed of this change can be said to be faster than turning the pages of a book, which shows that he has perfected his control over emotions.
Zhen Puyang interrupted Helang's gaze that had been staring at Zhen Puqi in a cold voice, "What? Sir, you also have high hopes for Brother Four?"
I heard that Brother Four has prepared for this essay test for more than several months in advance, so it can be said that he came prepared with a well-thought-out plan.
On the contrary, it was him who suddenly became active this time. Others secretly laughed at him for being overconfident, and wished him success on the surface.
Zhen Puyang was lying on the back of the chair vigorously, holding the teacup in his hand and bumping it on the table indiscriminately, feeling unhappy, which made him forget all about etiquette.
Helang held his hand holding the teacup, and said with a smile, "Your Highness is well received by everyone."
"Heh." Zhen Puyang sneered shortly, what is expected of everyone, everyone can look forward to the crown prince's elder brother and the others winning the championship, no one puts their expectations on him.
However, with the gaze of Mr. Taifu, a steady stream of hope and strength poured into his body.
It was not until the emperor came to visit that the literary test officially began.
The topic was indeed taught by Helang, but obviously, none of the other princes were surprised by the topic, because everyone more or less got news about the test questions from other channels.
Helang became a little worried, but soon, Zhen Puyang used his victory to prove that his worries were superfluous.
The emperor didn't seem to have expected that his youngest son would perform so well, a hint of surprise flashed in his calm eyes, and he praised him.
Facing the eyes of everyone, Zhen Puyang's eyebrows and eyes were calm, he stepped back calmly, sat down, and then looked at Helang, raised his brows, showing a bit of complacency, as if waiting for praise, complacent.
Helang poured him a cup of tea, then looked at him indulgently and smiled.
However, he suddenly felt as if he was sitting on pins and needles, and looked at the source of his gaze, only to see a dark light hidden in Zhen Puqi's eyes, as if hunting, and he was like two people with the carefree and gentle young master just now.
Helang thought he was blinded, but when he took a closer look, Zhen Puqi's eyes were as gentle as ever, meeting his gaze, he nodded with a leisurely smile.
This gentleness disappeared completely when the emperor announced that Zhen Puyang was the winner.
There was a sound of sighs and admiration, and they all looked at the two of them.
Although there may be a little partiality, everyone seems to be used to this little bit of unfairness, and it is not easy to have objections under the eyes of the emperor.
Helang also understands that Zhen Puyang, who has always been ignorant, will be magnified countless times if he makes a little progress, and will be unanimously favored.
And like the fourth prince who has always behaved well, if there is a deviation quietly, it will make people feel very disappointed.
However, Zhen Puqi's reaction was fast enough. Even if he lost, he calmed down in an instant. With surprise and joy, he stepped forward and waited for the crowd to disperse before congratulating him.
Zhen Puyang thanked him politely, and finally did not put on an impatient face.
Zhen Puqi curled the corner of his mouth and chatted with him for a while, feeling that the emperor's younger brother's change was due to He Lang, so he couldn't help talking to him.
"The Tai Tuo is really knowledgeable and has extraordinary temperament, just like a fairy."
Helang was suddenly praised, and he raised his eyelids a little uncomfortably, and returned the compliment without thinking too much.
"Where, the fourth prince is the jade tree facing the wind, warm as jade and full of talent. The poem he wrote just now has a profound meaning, and the inscription is also smooth and flowing."
Zhen Puqi was modest and modest, and then smiled wryly, revealing that he was not as good as his imperial brother.
Quickly realizing that his emotions were inappropriate, Zhen Puqi paused, and immediately waved his hands, not to mention it again, and went to the individual heartily, with a relaxed body, turned around and left, which was very free and easy.
Helang watched him leave, and Zhen Puyang took the key to the stable as a reward, and walked away, sarcastically saying:
"Sir, you really know how to compliment people. The fourth brother is just that good. He is as gentle as a jade tree. He is so talented... Heh."
"So, doesn't that minister often compliment you, Your Highness?" He Lang said with a smile.
Zhen Puyang took it for granted, "Sir, you should compliment His Highness."
In short, when he heard that the words that his husband had never praised him before were used on others, he was displeased.
He didn't wait for Helang, and walked away.
His husband didn't know why, so he hurriedly followed and called him again and again, which made him feel better.
The author has something to say: See the expression pack... Eat melon rabbit. Have the girls in the hh reader group seen it, do you know who it is
A wave of thanks in the back row, 3Q for a melon-eating rabbit, Chichenzhen, black and white rabbit, Qianyuexie, Erhuo Yunhuahua, the landmine thrown by Yan Yanqing Huan, hugging the thighs of the donors' fathers.
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