I Become A Saint By Studying

the capital.

Zhao Guogong's mansion.

After the sixth prince Lin Cong came out of the palace, he was the first to come to Zhao Guogong's mansion, and discussed with Zhao Guogong's eldest son Zhao Jiashan in the garden about the literary conference.

Zhao Jiashan was sixteen or seventeen years old, handsome in appearance, rich in fine clothes and elegant in temperament.

"How about it? How much money will you pay for this essay meeting? The lottery should also be prepared!"

Lin Cong asked.

"Your Highness, didn't we discuss it a long time ago? Our eight princes will each contribute one hundred thousand taels of silver, and the first prize will be to choose calligraphy and cultural treasures from each family."

Zhao Jiashan was a little puzzled, this matter had been discussed long ago.

They paid this money, and they also got it from the father of their country, and the reason was to choose their staff.

The Duke of the Kingdom is a hereditary title. In the future, when they inherit the Duke of the Kingdom, they will also advise His Majesty in the court.

Therefore, it is urgent to cultivate talented and capable literati Tianjiao as staff.

"One hundred thousand?"

Lin Cong sneered and said, "Are you sending a beggar? Each of you will pay one million taels of silver!"

call out!

Little Duke Zhao Jiashan stood up abruptly, trembling all over, and said, "Your Highness, are you kidding me?"

"It's just a literary meeting, just the venue and drinks, as well as entertaining the ladies from the Red Sleeve Square to add to the fun, as well as inviting eight talented scholars, as well as the Academy and the Bachelor of the Holy Academy. It will cost some money, but the total cost will not exceed 20. Ten thousand taels of silver."

"The remaining hundreds of thousands of taels of silver can also be used as a lottery, one million... My Zhao family doesn't even have such a big family background."

Zhao Jiashan was short of breath, he felt that Lin Cong came to cut the leeks from his old Zhao family.

"madness!"

Lin Cong squinted at Zhao Jiashan. They had a relatively good relationship, but they didn't have so many rules. He sneered and said, "I'm just asking you, my father came to the Wenhui in person, how much is he worth?"

"Then at least..."

hum!

Zhao Jiashan's head buzzed, his mouth felt parched, and he trembled with excitement, "Your Majesty... will His Majesty come to our literary conference in person?"

Lin Cong smiled and nodded and said, "Well, my prince deliberately mentioned you guys. Think about it, my father will come in person during the literary meeting, how much the faces of your dukes can increase, don't I need to say more?"

Zhao Jiashan was short of breath, and nodded again and again, "I understand, I understand, Your Majesty has been estranged from our Duke's Mansion all these years, my father has been out of favor these years, and he is unhappy... If this literary meeting is held more grandly, His Majesty will also accept it." I can read his mind."

"Go, go ask my father for money!"

Lin Cong pretended to be puzzled and said, "Didn't it mean that your Zhao family has a million dollars?"

"Ahem~ Why should Your Highness care about such details?"

Zhao Jiashan coughed twice in embarrassment, and then he and Lin Cong went to find the old Duke Zhao Ding.

The old Duke Zhao Ding is over sixty years old, he is old enough to have a son, and he is living a leisurely life. He is sitting on a wicker chair in the courtyard.

The chair rocked.

In the dream, he seemed to have returned to the scenes of more than 20 years ago when he rode a war horse and followed his majesty to the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom to subdue demons and go to the northern border to kill demons.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and he shivered all over. Thinking of His Majesty's estrangement from him all these years, he woke up from fright, and couldn't help crying.

"father!"

"father!"

At this moment, Zhao Jiashan walked in with the sixth prince Lin Cong, shouting excitedly.

Hearing the voice of his precious son, Zhao Ding hurriedly wiped away his tears and turned his head to look.

"Six princes!"

God!

His Majesty finally remembered him? He actually asked the sixth prince to visit him in the Duke's mansion.

The emperor's grace is mighty!

God bless Dayan!

With a crying voice, Zhao Ding quickly turned to the little prince Lin Cong, who was no more than five meters tall, and was about to kneel down, saying, "The old minister pays homage to His Highness, a thousand years old!"

"What is the old man doing with such a big gift?"

Lin Cong said that he didn't need to salute, but he didn't have any intention to stop it. After Zhao Ding finished saluting, he said, "The old man is quite old, so don't salute next time."

"The old minister can't break the etiquette system..." Zhao Ding was completely moved by Lin Cong's one or two words.

Quietly wipe away tears.

"father!"

Zhao Jiashan didn't waste any time, and said to the old country as if asking for credit, "My son, come here to get money from you, and hold a literary meeting with His Highness the Sixth Prince."

"well!"

Zhao Ding looked at Zhao Jiashan with relief, and said, "Father thought you were lying to me before, but now that the Sixth Highness is here, I believe it!"

He yelled out of the courtyard, "Laifu, give the son one hundred thousand taels of silver, and use gold tickets..."

Zhao Jiashan hastily interrupted, "Father, listen to the boy, one hundred thousand taels doesn't count."

"That's a hundred thousand?"

Zhao Ding was in a good mood. The visit of His Highness the Sixth Highness gave him the feeling of bathing in the grace of the emperor. There is nothing wrong with spending more money.

"Not hundreds of thousands..."

"How many thousands?"

"One million taels!" Zhao Jiashan said.

puff!

The old man almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, his face was flushed, and he turned his head from side to side, as if he was looking for something like a branch.

Seeing that there was no suitable branch, he simply took off his shoes, beat Zhao Jiashan, and cursed, "You little bastard, your father has worked hard and saved most of his life, and the whole family has a million taels of silver. If you don’t learn well at a young age, you’ve learned to be a prodigal?”

"You're not only prodigal, but also spoiling His Highness, daddy must beat you to death today!"

Zhao Jiashan was so frightened that the souls of the dead trembled. He turned around and hid behind the sixth prince Lin Cong.

"The old man misunderstood Jiashan."

Lin Cong looked at the old Duke with a smile, and said, "I asked Jiashan to prepare one million taels of silver. Not only did he pay one million taels, but the other seven princes of the Duke's Mansion all paid so much."

"what?"

The old Duke Zhao Ding turned pale, what does this mean, Your Highness? Is the fine for ransacking the house coming?

He thought to himself that he had never done anything harmful to nature in his life!

Lin Cong was worried that he would scare the old Duke to death, so he also explained, "This literary conference is not a small matter. My father will come to the cultural conference in person. When the news spreads, many courtiers and officials will also go... ..."

"Old Duke, do you think such a literary meeting can be done with one hundred thousand taels of silver?"

"Besides, the amount of money paid out is a lot. My royal father also knows in his heart who is really loyal to the emperor. In addition, the courtiers and officials know that the literary conference is organized by your government. His Majesty's presence in person shows the status you have in His Majesty's heart."

"Old Duke, do you think this million is too little?"

It's just a few poems from Mingzhou, what's the big deal?

After the old Duke Zhao Ding heard Lin Cong's words, he said tremblingly, "Will your Majesty come to the cultural meeting in person?"

"I've asked my father for instructions!"

As Lin Cong spoke, he cupped fist towards the palace, and said in a loud voice, "Your Majesty ordered to choose an auspicious day, so that the princes of the Duke's Mansion should take good care of it and do it well. If I am free, I will come in person."