Ye Zhizhou found that Yan Mingyong was very lethargic these days, often tilting his head to fall asleep without turning a few pages after lunch. After discovering that his lover was sleeping on the small couch again, he finally couldn't help but secretly call a doctor. As a result, the imperial doctor didn't find anything wrong after looking for a long time, but he frightened the emperor who took the time to see his son.
"Really all right?"
"Going back to the emperor, your majesty will be fine. If you take good care of your body, you may be able to accompany the emperor to worship together this year." The emperor said something pleasing, and he was in a good mood. In the past, when the Eighth Prince was sick, they would be scolded for being too hospitalized, but now it is good. The Eighth Prince's body is gradually becoming stronger and the emperor is in a good mood.
"Well, yes, reward!" After hearing this, Emperor Yan was really happy. He only felt that the old face of the imperial doctor had become younger and handsome. After thinking about it, he asked, "With Yong'er's current physical condition, two Autumn hunting in a month later, can I go?"
The imperial doctor replied, "If you are careful not to be too tired, you can still go."
"Very good, very good!" This time Emperor Yan laughed directly happily, just like all ordinary fathers in this world, rejoicing at the slight improvement of his sick son.
Ye Zhizhou looked at Emperor Yan like this and sighed in his heart. Although Emperor Yan had many sons, each of them was not just his son, only Yan Mingyong. His biological mother was humble and unrelated, and his age was much different from other princes. He did not pose a threat to the throne. He was the only one who could let him. Emperor Yan is assured of his father’s love, and Yan Mingyong has indirectly saved his life... Better, I don't know if Emperor Yan will care about this son like he does now.
The imperial physician couldn't see the cause of Yan Mingyong's sleepiness, and Tongtian couldn't scan any problems. Although Ye Zhizhou was worried, he had no choice but to try to convince himself that this was a normal condition that adolescent children would have.
Yan Mingyong saw his worries and knew that he secretly asked for an imperial doctor, but in order to enjoy the pleasure of being cared for and valued more, he pretended not to know anything and continued to "sleepy".
Arrived three days later, in the original plot, An Chengjie will participate in the literary meeting held by Yingtian College on this day, and won the appreciation of the university scholar Liu Qingfeng in this literary meeting, and then he was accepted as a disciple by the other party and officially set foot on the conquering literati. Circle of the road. Ye Zhizhou was worried about the plot when he opened Kawagoe. He wanted to take Yan Mingyong to join in the fun. Now that he saw his sleepiness like this, he was worried that he would not be able to withstand the toss of going out, so he gave up this idea.
So, Yan Mingyong, who was awakened, found that Ye Zhizhou had left the book. The warm sun in the afternoon dimmed the corners of the note beside the pillow, and also blurred the momentary gloomy expression on his face.
At the turn of spring and summer, the last batch of peach blossoms under Guiyuan Temple was blooming beautifully. Ye Zhizhou was nestled under a peach blossom tree, eating melon seeds while listening to the poems, words and essays of the students. The grass is growing.
An Chengsheng escaped from the small circle in the center, and found his brother in the corner after searching for a circle. He sighed helplessly, "Le'er, you are sixteen years old, don't you still want to settle down to study?"
Since sending the collection of poems, An Chengsheng’s attitude towards him has become better and more tolerant. Ye Zhizhou is very satisfied with this. Hearing what he said at this time, he nodded shamelessly and said, “I don’t want to read it. , I’m not for studying, I’m going to make a lot of money! A while ago, my mother gave me a dowry shop, I changed it into a restaurant, and I made a lot of money.” There is no such thing as a business man’s contemptuous saying in Dayan. The children of aristocratic families who have little talent for being officials will eventually choose to use the shadow of the family to become businessmen, which is also a good way out, but it is not as honorable as studying to enter the officialdom.
An Chengsheng couldn't bear to let his stupid brother go to the shopping mall and continued to persuade him, "It doesn't need you to be an excellent student, just get admitted to the Jinshi, and then I will be a small official in the Hanlin Academy. My father and I will also Can protect you."
Just take a Jinshi? With the ink of the original owner, the scholars couldn't pass the test! Ye Zhizhou complained in his heart, but his face was stupid and self-willed, "But the officialdom is too terrible, you know, my mind is not good, it is a big deal to lose money in business, and I will lose my life if I am not careful, anyway. I don’t want to study as an official.” He insisted on keeping the original owner’s mindless setting, and continued to spread bait, “And I’m going to find a collection of ancient poems for my eldest brother when I make a lot of money. The one copied to you last time seems to have I'm still thinking about collecting one series for my eldest brother." There are a lot of books about poetry in the space, all of which were bought by Ouyang Zhi when he was doing charity, probably enough to copy more than a dozen "ancient poems", fooling An Chengsheng. Enough.
An Chengsheng was really excited when he heard the words, and stopped persuading him to study, and eagerly asked, "Really it is a series? Are the other books interesting?"
"There's no eyebrows." He glanced at the cheap brother whose eyes were about to glow green, pointed to the entrance of the Wenhui, and said, "But I saw Brother Chengjie, brother, did you invite him too?" Entry is by invitation letter. As the No. 1 player in the department, 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 said so, and gave a negative answer, "I haven't invited him, maybe the second brother got it from other places." A while ago, he still admired this concubine very much, thinking The other party is also a lover of poetry, but this time the other party ran out every day, and there was no sign of studying hard, that 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 them out for a while. He put the melon seeds away, clapped his hands and stood up and said, "Brother Chengjie is better than me. Amazing words, let's go and cheer for him!" After speaking, he dragged An Chengsheng's arm over there, not willing to miss the good show for a while.
An Chengsheng was thinking about something. He was so dragged that he almost couldn't stand firmly. After returning to his senses, he couldn't help but touch his head amusedly. "I was angry when I saw my second brother just like a hedgehog a while ago, but now I can treat him with a normal heart. Yes, my father was right, and our family has grown up."
Yes, yeah, when I grew up, I changed the core, and I grew hundreds of years old. He thought silently, looking for Liu Qingfeng's figure in the crowd as he walked, wondering how to get the other party to listen to An Chengjie's "masterpiece" for a while.
At this time, the literary meeting just started, most of the students just gathered together to communicate with each other. There were many people around An Chengjie, mostly people who love poetry. Some other students were standing not far from him, but when they saw him coming, they were far away.
Ye Zhizhou finally found the short old man Liu Qingfeng in the crowd with difficulty, and deliberately dragged An Chengsheng to stand where the other party could hear him, and asked loudly, "Big brother, how come those people see him? Until the second elder brother ran far in the past, don't they like the second elder brother?"
"It's not... Well, it's just that the circle is different." An Chengsheng was embarrassed by his question and answered vaguely. What the students who took the imperial examination path disliked the most was An Chengjie, who could only show off some poems and "do not work properly", but this kind of mutual exclusion in the literati circle, he did not want his younger brother to know, he always felt a little ashamed.
He wanted to vaguely go over, but Ye Zhizhou didn't want to do what he wanted, and said with a sudden realization, "I see, they are the students of this year's imperial examination, right? I have heard others say that they seem to hate the second brother. Be enterprising, but I don’t think so. The second brother’s poems are so good, so what if you don’t study hard, what if you don’t take the imperial examination and do things for the people if you don’t enter the officialdom. If a few poems come out, everyone doesn’t. Do you respect him very much?"
"Nonsense!"
An old voice suddenly sounded not far behind the two of them, Ye Zhizhou turned around pretending to be surprised, frowned, and said, "This old gentleman, how can you eavesdrop on our conversation, gentlemen wouldn't do that."
After hearing the old voice, An Chengsheng guessed the identity of the speaker, and hurriedly pulled Ye Zhizhou's sleeve to beckon him not to talk back, bowed respectfully to the old man, and apologized, "Master Liu, forgive me. There is nothing wrong with my brother, and the students will surely be well disciplined when they go back."
Liu Qingfeng is still very satisfied with An Chengsheng, who is the champion. Seeing him like this, his face lightened a little, and Chao Ye Zhizhou said, "The flashy knowledge can only be recognized by the world for a short time. Reading is a lifelong matter. People, diligence is indispensable, and you must not be so frivolous in the future."
Ye Zhizhou hurriedly pretended to be ashamed and nodded. Then he took out another transcript of the mixed book of poems from his arms, and handed it over, "Thank you, gentleman, for your guidance, a little thanks, please be sure to do it. "
Liu Qingfeng is a book lover. Seeing that he was handing a book, he took it over and opened it reflexively. Only later did he realize that this was a little bit awkward, and his hand to turn the page froze.
"It's just a collection of ancient poems copied by my brother, and my husband can accept it as much as possible." An Chengsheng explained quickly when he saw it.
Only then did Liu Qingfeng relax, and continued to flip through the book, "It turned out to be copied by my brother. This word... Well, of course, the content is the most important thing to read. This collection of poems... eh?!"
An Chengsheng smiled, and Ye Zhizhou was satisfied. There was a loud noise on An Chengjie's side. A student said excitedly, "Brother Chengjie is so literary, this poem praising the peach blossoms is a marvellous class! , Shenran Yaotao prepares to travel. If you are not drunk, you will remember when you wake up. If you want to go, you must worry about the fall time. Moth..."
"The moth flutters the lamp indiscriminately, and the carp is too scared to receive electricity. What's the matter is that the pear blossoms are like snow, and spring is also called long." Liu Qingfeng took the next sentence, covering the book in his hand, looking at it with unpredictable expression. The student who said aloud asked in a deep voice, "Who did you think wrote this poem?"
The student who was spoken dumbfoundedly looked at Liu Qingfeng who was slowly walking forward, and stammered, "It's Cheng, Chengjie brother... Mr. Liu, how can you take the next sentence? Obviously this poem has just been..."
Liu Qingfeng looked at An Chengjie when he heard the words, with a pale face, "Obviously it is a masterpiece in the collection of ancient poems, when did it become your work for a child? I will definitely break it with you today!"
An Chengjie was flustered by the old man's fierce gaze.