Self-cultivation of male support

From this day on, Shi Yan's immortal demeanor, as well as his talent in poetry and prose, spread with the end of the banquet.

I don't know how many ladies from other families will never forget Shi Yan when they go back.

Soon there will be a collection of Shi Yan's poems and his portrait in Beijing.

When many people saw the portrait, they felt that they were astonished, but those who saw Shi Yan's demeanor at that time shook their heads and said in disdain: "It's not time for Mr. Yan."

The key is that the people in the portraits are as beautiful as they are beautiful, but they don't show Shi Yan's ethereal and un-mortal temperament at all.Everyone agreed that if Mr. Shi Yan's appearance was [-]%, his temperament was [-]%.

The perfect combination of the two creates a [-]% time inkstone.

The princess who hosted the banquet did not expect that such a big sensation could be caused by just a temporary act.

The youngest son not only recovered a lot, but also spread such a good reputation. Recently, he received invitations from various wives with soft hands, and Princess Mingyang was very pleased.

Because these wives have only one purpose for visiting, and they want to marry her youngest son.

Even the emperor in the palace heard about this, and asked his sister specifically, is his little nephew really healed?

Princess Mingyang's reply was also very straightforward, and at the same time, someone sent two Daoist scriptures to the emperor: "Ah Yan's health has recovered, the imperial doctor has diagnosed and treated her, and said that she is no different from ordinary people.

Don't say that my sister and nephew have good things and don't think about you, Ah Yan just ponders by himself according to these two Taoist scriptures, and his health will be good. Now my sister and I are practicing too!

As for Brother Huang, do you want to practice or not? It's up to you! "

The emperor opened it and saw that it was indeed two ordinary Daoist scriptures. He couldn't laugh or cry: "This child, A Yan, is blessed in the future. Now that he is in good health, let him come into the palace to talk with me someday."

Shi Yan didn't hide it from the crowd, the imperial doctor was amazed, he didn't understand how his broken sieve-like body got better, he told the truth, took out two Taoist scriptures for everyone to read, and told everyone clearly that he just Follow the exercises mentioned above, and it will be fine naturally.

Everyone couldn't laugh or cry, and felt that it was probably only this fairy-like figure who said such a thing as a matter of course, and it didn't make people feel absurd.

Only Princess Mingyang took it seriously, and asked for two copies with her youngest son, and used them to ponder on her own.

Shi Yan didn't stop him either, if he couldn't get into the door, he could still cultivate his body, and if he got into the door, the benefits would go without saying.

From that day on, invitations to Shi Yan were sent to the Princess Mansion one after another, but Shi Yan refused on the grounds of poor health. Although everyone regretted it, they understood it very well.

Although Shi Yan's body looked much better than before, but when everyone saw it with their own eyes that day, his face was still paler than ordinary people, and he coughed a few times from time to time.

However, Shi Yan did not appear at the banquet, and there are legends of Shi Yan everywhere in Beijing.

On this day, Shi Yan told Princess Mingyang that he wanted to go out for a walk.

Princess Mingyang was naturally happy, and asked her youngest son where he wanted to go.

Shi Yan told her mother in a warm voice: "I heard that the Lantern Festival will be held in the West Market tonight. It is very lively, and my son wants to go and see it too."

The princess was a little hesitant, because it was true that this kind of lantern festival was lively, but it was also very chaotic, with a lot of theft and the crowded environment, she was afraid that her youngest son would not be able to accept it.

But Shi Yan insisted, the princess's hesitation was quickly defeated by her son's expectant eyes, and finally she could only say: "Mother send a few more people to follow, and there are snacks outside, it's best not to eat, so as not to damage the body. If you want to eat, come back and let the chef make it for you."

Shi Yan all nodded in response.

Nowadays, without systematic help, Shi Yan can only rely on the plot and rely on himself.

He remembered that a very important incident happened today, and he decided to start with this incident to open up the current situation.

In the evening, Shi Yan was dressed in a low-key manner, with a servant by his side, walking leisurely among the crowd, and stopped to watch when he encountered something curious.

Although Shi Yan's clothes were more low-key than usual, but with his ethereal temperament and handsome face, standing in the crowd, he stood out from the crowd.

It can be said that wherever Shi Yan passed by, everyone on the street was attracted by him, and everyone on the street cast their bold and passionate eyes on this particularly good-looking young man.

Shi Yan was calm and composed, but the servant who was following behind Shi Yan felt that he was burned through by everyone's fiery gaze, and shrank his neck nervously.

Shi Yan coughed from time to time, and the hearts of all the girls and daughters-in-law around were broken, and they wished they could replace him. How could such a good-looking young man be sick?Look how pitiful he is frowning unconsciously?

The unusual movement here quickly attracted the attention of another group of people.

Not far away, beside a middle-aged uncle dressed as a rich man, followed by two or three friends, the guard behind him stepped forward and pointed in the direction of Shi Yan and said a few words.

The rich man laughed, and said to an old man beside him: "Just now you said that my nephew has spirituality in poetry and prose, but it's a pity that I don't have the chance to meet him. No, the opportunity has come."

This person was the emperor who brought several ministers out of the palace in disguise.

Shi Yan was standing in front of a sugar painting booth quietly admiring it. The old man who made the sugar painting saw that Shi Yan was handsome, and his hands and feet followed Shi Yan's appearance nimbly, and he swayed it casually. The little man with a three-point portrait was given to Shi Yan.

Shi Yan took the sugar figurine, and the servant rushed forward to pay the money. At this time, a man dressed as a guard came over and pointed to a direction not far away and said a few words to Shi Yan. Shi Yan nodded and followed the man.

When Shi Yan left, the candy seller's stall was instantly filled with big girls and daughters-in-law.

"I want the kind of sugar painting that young master just now! Make me one like that!"

"I'll add an extra penny, make it for me first! I want to take it home and show it to my sister!"

"I want me too!"

Shi Yan didn't care about the bustle behind him. Standing in front of the emperor, Shi Yan was neither humble nor overbearing, and greeted politely. The adults around the emperor had never seen each other in Shi Yan's previous body, so he just did it simply. Junior ceremony.

Everyone had a first impression of Shi Yan's demeanor, and they were amazed in their hearts. Sure enough, being famous is not as good as meeting him, and he is worthy of the title of "Jiang Family Yulang".

The two sides had a tacit understanding and did not call each other's identities, and only referred to each other as nephew and uncle. The emperor was also very happy that his younger sister's younger son was in good health, so he couldn't help but say a few more words.

Unexpectedly, the more the two talked, the more speculative they became. No matter what the emperor said, Shi Yan could pick up the words. It was not just polite nonsense. The emperor and the ministers around him could hear that Shi Yan only spoke when he really understood.

This is commendable.

What made the emperor even more happy was Shi Yan's attitude towards him, like treating an elder, but also like an old friend for many years. His speech was neither euphemistic like a minister, nor secretive like his own son, nor like a woman in the harem.

The emperor felt that what Shi Yan, his nephew, said to him, made him very comfortable to listen to. Since he became the emperor, he has not had this feeling of communicating with normal people for many years.

In a short period of time, the emperor seemed to have found a long-term friend, chatting and laughing with Shi Yan, which surprised the ministers around him.