After accidentally having a cub with the prince of the enemy country

Everyone in the field, including the ten judges, raised their heads and looked at Yan Qi with different expressions.

The five judges on Yan's side were naturally not surprised, while the other five judges slowly smiled at Yan Qi.

Although strictly speaking, the civil servants of the Qing school and the Yan family are not in the same line, but this year's spring banquet, the Yan family is willing to return to the civil service group instead of helping the notorious and warlike prince, which makes them feel relieved.

Fan Qi was originally squatting, but now his eyes widened, and he stood up in disbelief. "Impossible, how could Mr. Yan Qi..."

Standing with his sword in his arms, Shi Fang said coldly, "Brother should know by now that what I said is true."

The eldest disciple Zhao Yan, dressed in plain green scarf, stood behind Zuoxiang Jimo Qingyu, leaned over and said, "Master, this year without the Yan family helping the Prince's House, the Prince's House probably won't have much chance of winning."

The left minister Jimo Qingyu and Sui Heng were at odds with each other in court, and it was well known throughout the world.Zhao Yan thought that Jimo Qingyu should be happy to see such a result.

Unexpectedly, Jimo Qingyu sneered: "What do you think the Yan family is? When will it be?"

"And you! As a senior brother, you don't focus on your homework, self-denial and self-cultivation, you can't even write a decent article, you worry about useless things, and dare to talk about government affairs, go back to the government and copy your homework immediately! "

He had an extremely loud voice, and he didn't shy away from the fact that Yan Bing himself and a group of Yan's disciples in broad robes were sitting opposite him, and he just reprimanded his eldest disciple in public like this.

Zhao Yan was nearly [-] years old, and he was already a famous Confucian scholar outside, so his ears blushed and he admitted his mistake in a low voice.

Although some of the Yan family's disciples showed displeasure and felt that Jimo Qingyu was too arrogant and noisy, Yan Bing was sitting in the chair with his eyes slightly lowered, without any reaction.

Zhao Yan changed the subject in a low voice: "Scholars gather here this year, and there are still many talented people from the south of the Yangtze River. Master may be able to pick a student he likes."

Jimo Qingyu has a critical eye and has not recruited new disciples for many years.Zhao Yan often suspects that the old master is tired of seeing them, so he often scolds them for not being able to make progress.Zhao Yan very much hoped that a new junior brother would come to share their pressure.

Jimo Qingyu sneered again: "The bustling crowds are all chasing fame and fortune, and there are a few who concentrate on learning."

Zhao Yan didn't dare to speak anymore.

Jiang Yun found a shady place, spread out a mat, sat down fully dressed, and quietly looked at the situation in the arena.

The first article analogy test is about to begin, and most of the literati from various countries have already entered the venue, only those from the Prince's Mansion have not yet shown up.Those who didn't have a competition today, just like him, sat on the sidelines and watched.

Jiang Yun saw Wei Yun and Luo Fengjun.

It's just that Luo Fengjun had a gauze belt wrapped around his wrist, and he didn't bring the guqin that never left his body. His face was as lonely and arrogant as ever, and he sat alone under a willow tree like a crane.

Although there was shade from the trees, the sun was still very strong, so Shi Fang came over with an umbrella and propped it above Jiang Yun.Jiang Yun said no, asked him to sit down, and asked: "Without Yan's disciples, how does your Highness plan to win?"

It's not a secret either.

Shi Fang said: "His Royal Highness still has Junshi Chen, and he has asked Junshi Chen to recruit a large number of talents who are good at the six arts."

Sure enough.

Jiang Yun had already guessed that Sui Heng dared a strong man to cut his wrists, and took the opportunity of the spring banquet to break with the Yan family. He joined the Yan family in order to form his own civilian team.

Chen Qi used to be the number one master of essays in the south of the Yangtze River in the past. He had no foundation in the Sui Dynasty. If he wanted to be successful in his official career, he could only rely on the support of the prince Sui Heng. This is the most ideal relationship between monarchs and ministers in the world.

This is a dangerous move. If it fails, Sui Heng may not be able to get rid of Yan's shadow for the rest of his life. If he succeeds, the third civil servant force will forcefully intervene in the court of the Sui Kingdom. Sui Heng, the crown prince, will no longer have to be controlled by the Yan family. At the mercy of.

This made Jiang Yun feel worried.

Because it also means that Chen Qi will truly enter the core of power in the Sui Kingdom and become Sui Heng's most core minister. In the future, he may become a prime minister and reach the pinnacle of power.

Chen Qicheng's mansion is deep, cruel and ruthless, and he is familiar with the situation in Jiangnan. He is a poisonous snake that can not only eat away at the Yan family, but also can eat up poisonous snakes in Jiangnan and Jiangguo.Moreover, this person also harbors inexplicable hostility towards him.If Sui Heng ascended the throne in the future and Chen Qi paid homage to the prime minister, with their ambitions, they would definitely use more tricky and vicious methods to deal with Jiang Guo.

Shifang thought that Mr. Xiaolang was worried about His Highness, and smiled and comforted him: "Don't worry, my lord, Your Highness has wisdom in hand, and Junshi Chen is also a master of writing. If we join forces, we may not lose to the Yan family. Moreover, I heard that Junshi Chen recruited Among those talents, there are many geniuses who specialize in the Six Arts and other categories, as long as His Highness can win half of the projects, he can win."

Jiang Yun didn't speak.

Following the ritual official's announcement, everyone in the Prince's Mansion finally walked in led by Sui Heng.

Probably because of the literary test, Sui Heng did not wear a military uniform today, but a brocade robe with tufted sleeves embroidered with unicorn patterns embroidered in ink, with a red lining, and his black hair was still tied high with a black crown, showing his sharpness. Handsome and flamboyant.

Behind him, followed by a mighty team of scribes headed by Chen Qi.

"Today, a group of virtuous people has arrived, and the talents are gathered together. I rely on you to fight for the face of the solitary."

He stood with his sleeves behind his back and said with a smile.

The crowd said yes.

Empress Yan was sitting on the high platform, feeling heartbroken for a while, and in front of Emperor Sui, she couldn't have another fit, so she could only silently roll her eyes.

In the team of the Prince's Mansion, there was indeed no Yan family's child. The rumors were confirmed, and everyone couldn't help looking at the other party involved, the right minister Yan Bing.

But Yan Bing still half-closed his eyes with the old god, as if he had lost his mind, and could not see any emotional shock.

Sui Heng took his seat on the high platform, and the scribes took their tooth cards one by one and entered the arena.Yan Qi stood under the umbrella, his eyes followed the black figure, and after a long time, he took it back.

"Master Chu!"

When Jiang Yun was in a trance, he was awakened by a joyful voice.

The Lord of the Kingdom of Chen came over with a big belly and a red face. When he saw Jiang Yun, he was like seeing a relative: "I wanted to say hello to you yesterday, but unfortunately there were too many people, and I didn't see where you are. Is everything okay, you?"

The Lord of the Kingdom of Chen received Jiang Yun's advice in Chendu before, and with a bitter plan, he took Chen Qi's army and kept his position as the king. He was very grateful to Jiang Yun in his heart, and felt that Jiang Yun was a living Bodhisattva sent by heaven to save him.

Moreover, Jiang Yun has a gentle temper and never looks down on him like Sui Heng's other confidantes. This made the Lord Chen firmly determined to establish a lasting friendship with Jiang Yun.

The person next to the big evil star, it is good to help him blow the air anytime.

Jiang Yun got up and greeted him.

The Lord of the Kingdom of Chen dared not accept it, so he hurriedly asked Jiang Yun to sit down together, and said: "I came back this time and brought a lot of special products from Chendu. When I return to the palace, I will send someone to send to the young master and His Highness."

Jiang Yun asked: "Doesn't the lord need to prepare for the competition?"

Master Chen Guoguo waved his hand: "Let them compare themselves, I don't understand those literal things, it's sour, and it gives me a headache."

Shi Fang silently rolled his eyes in his heart.

"Besides, the widow is a subordinate country. It is not good to be too popular. If you don't keep it, you will be assassinated one day."

Jiang Yun's expression changed, and he asked, "What does the lord mean by this? The spring banquets are all fair competitions, and the judges are all famous people in the world, how could they harm people for no reason?"

"Young master, don't you know?"

Lord Chen came closer and said mysteriously: "Last night, Luo Fengjun, the eldest son of the Luo Kingdom, was molested by a drunk on the way back to the palace, and his wrist was cut. Luo Fengjun is a well-known Mr. Le , how precious are those hands, once they come out like this, I don’t know what will happen in the competition tomorrow. Although this Luo Fengjun is a bit pretty, don’t you think it’s too much of a coincidence, my lord?”

Jiang Yun's heart sank.

No wonder I saw Luo Fengjun's wrist wrapped with gauze just now.

Luo Fengjun is good at the piano, playing with strings requires extremely high strength and sensitivity of the wrist, if Luo Fengjun's wrist is injured, it is likely to cause mistakes or be unable to play directly.

There really shouldn't be such a coincidence in the world. The Spring Festival Banquet is not an ordinary banquet, and the guards are heavily guarded. How could a drunk man break into it for no reason.

"The drunk?"

"It's dead. I heard that he was unconscious and drowned in the river."

"However, this Luo Shizi's temper is not very good. I heard that since he came to the Sui capital, many dignitaries invited him to play music at the mansion, but he sternly refused. He said that he is not an actor in the market, and he does not want to be an entertainer. What is the time for people's affairs, and you are still putting on airs." The Lord of the Chen Kingdom slammed his mouth and said: "I heard that the Lord and his wife of the Luo Kingdom have been entrusting relationships and spending a lot of money to get this beautiful woman The beloved eldest son asked for it back from His Highness the Crown Prince, and he probably knew that he was aloof, not sociable, and would easily offend others, but unfortunately His Highness never let go."

"Although this incident was an accident, I know that it is definitely not an accident. Not only that, but I also know who the murderer is behind the scenes."

Lord Chen narrowed his eyes, showing a deep smile.

Jiang Yun didn't continue to ask, he already knew the answer in his heart.

Being able to use such insidious means to harm people is nothing more than to remove Luo Fengjun's stumbling block and win the top spot in the music class.The desire to win is so great and urgent, there is only one Chen Qi.

When Lord Chen left, Jiang Yun asked Shifang: "Among the talents recruited by Master Chen, is there anyone who is good at playing music?"

Shi Fang was just a guard, and didn't know much about these things, so he said, "There should be some, I heard that Junshi Chen recruited talents from various fields for His Highness, and the music competition is a very important part of the six arts competition. The military adviser should be prepared. If Mr. Xiaolang is really worried, you might as well ask His Highness."

Jiang Yun naturally wouldn't ask.

Jiang Yun looked at the high-spirited Chen Qi on the field, who appeared to be polite and polite but actually had a vicious heart. In a moment, he had already made a decision.

He can't let Chen Qi grow bigger.

Chen Qi knows the situation in Jiangnan too well, and is too ambitious. In order to achieve his goal, he will use any means and any insidious tricks.If this is the case with a Luo Fengjun who has nothing to do with him, what should he do with Jiang Guo.

Jiang Yun said softly to Shi Fang: "Can I bother you to buy me a collection of articles from previous spring banquets?"

Every year before the spring banquet, a large number of collections of articles from previous years will be published in the bookstore by the Qushui River for reference by participating students.After all, each reviewer has different preferences, and the more you imitate the writing styles of the leaders and high-scoring contestants, the more likely you will win.

Jiang Yun usually likes to read books, so it's not too strange to want to read a collection of articles.

Shi Fang was just a little moved, but he didn't expect Mr. Xiao Lang to be so concerned about His Highness's affairs.

Shi Fang said: "My lord, wait a moment, I'll send someone to buy it right away."

When Shifang bought back the collection of articles, the article competition had already begun.

The place of writing is right by the Qushui. Scholars can bring their own pens, inks, papers and inkstones, and even bring their own seats for long cases. On the basis of the designated keywords, they can improvise according to what they see and hear.Some unrestrained ones even directly bare their breasts, kneel on the grass, and create with all their might.

There is no fixed time requirement for writing, as long as it is completed before the deadline.

Jiang Yun spent half an hour flipping through the collection of articles, and asked Shifang: "Is that all?"

Shifang was taken aback.

Thinking that the quality of the edition I bought was not good, I hurriedly said, "My subordinate saw that other students bought this edition, so I followed suit. If you think the reading experience is not good, my subordinate will buy another copy?"

"Need not."

Jiang Yun raised his eyes: "Please help me buy another pen, ink, paper and inkstone."

**

Of course, the Yan family's children and the Prince's Mansion attracted the most attention. The literati of the two sides each occupied an area with rich water and grass. They were clearly separated, and they did not sit together like literati from other countries.

Yan Qi and Chen Qi stood at the front respectively, both of them were writing standing up, one was dressed in a scarlet jade belt, a famous scholar, and the other was calm and sophisticated, with luck like the wind, two masters of writing, one from the south and the other from the north, gathered together, silent gunpowder was present Everyone else seems to be a foil, and everyone's eyes are fixed on them, waiting for a result.

Chen Qi's back was already drenched, and his forehead was covered with sweat. This is his habit of writing for many years. Once he devotes himself to writing articles, it is a natural physical reaction caused by excitement and nervousness.

So the servant standing on the side, in addition to adding water to grind, also held a square towel in his hand, and wiped the sweat from his master's forehead from time to time, so as not to stain the writing on the paper.

Jiang Yun picked up an abandoned gazebo in a remote corner, sat down behind a stone table with a broken corner, spread out the rice paper, dipped it in ink, and started writing leisurely after almost an hour late.

This was the first time Shifang saw Jiang Yun writing.

The dilapidated gazebo and the withered and yellow grass cannot hide the elegant demeanor of Mr. Xiaolang.

It was the first time for Shi Fang to see such a beautiful character, a font he had never seen before, and it was as clear as a dragon. Shi Fang asked, "Is the young master copying the article?"

Jiang Yun replied gently: "I'm creating."

Shifang opened his mouth wide in surprise.

Mr. Xiao Lang means that he also wants to participate in the competition.

Fan Qi just happened to find him, and he was feeling depressed. When he heard this sentence, he couldn't help ridiculing: "You know a few words, and you dare to imitate other people's fuss."

Jiang Yun ignored him.

Jing Jing wrote for a while, and said: "If Vice General Fan is fine, come over and help me grind."

Fan Qi:! !

Last time he was treated as a groom, this time he was directly treated as a book boy!

Fan Qi snorted coldly, glared at Jiang Yun, and walked away angrily.

Shifang put down his umbrella: "I'll help you, Young Master."

When Shifang first came to Sui Heng's side, he was in charge of helping Sui Heng sort out the books and learned to grind.Jiang Yun smiled slightly at him: "Thank you."

Shifang was in a daze.

Improvisation is not an easy task, requiring not only quick wit but also keen observation skills.Even masters of writing like Yan Qi and Chen Qi still need to spend some time conceiving before writing.

The contestants and judges, including Emperor Sui and Empress Yan, had to stay in the arena for a day.At noon, someone from the palace presented cakes for everyone to eat, so as to replenish their physical strength in time.

When the application time was approaching, Yan Qi was the first to put down his pen and finish the article.

The servants respectfully presented several thick pages of rice paper to the judges, and the judges circulated them one by one.

Others were already sweating profusely, or were writing quickly, or had trembling palms, but he was still personable and handsome, with the demeanor of an aristocratic son, showing no sign of nervousness or fatigue.

There is a saying in the Sui Dynasty that giving birth to a child should be like Yan Lang.

Afterwards, other students began to submit their works one after another.Chen Qi was the penultimate one to submit it, because his writing was rigorous and thorough, and he had to go over and over several times for every pen he wrote.

Then it's time for judges to judge.

Yan Qi was still holding the umbrella by his servant, and went back to the seat where the Yan family's disciples were sitting to rest.

When he was about to go, he was suddenly stopped by a person.

"Deputy General Fan?"

Yan Qi showed surprise.

Fan Qi clenched his fists tightly and his body tensed. After a while, he plucked up his courage and asked, "Why do you want to represent the Yan family this year?"

Yan Qi was stunned for a moment, and then showed a funny expression, and said: "I am a child of the Yan family, and it is a matter of course to represent the Yan family in the competition. The question of Deputy General Fan is rather strange."

Fan Qi was stunned for a moment, looking at Yan Qi with a strange gaze, as if meeting Yan Qi for the first time.

Yan Qishi calmly said: "I still have something to do, so I won't chat with Vice General Fan."

He was about to go.

"What about three years ago?"

Fan Qi clenched his fists and gritted his teeth again.

"Three years ago, was it true that the young master was unable to participate in the competition because of illness?"

The air fell silent.

Yan Qi said coldly: "You can think about it however you want."

It takes a lot of time for reviewers to circulate hundreds of articles.

Although the review was done anonymously, when they saw Yan Qi and Chen Qi's articles, the judges still expressed appreciation and affirmation in unison.

Because it's so outstanding, Yan Qi's writing style is unique and easily recognizable.

The five judges related to the Yan family immediately gave Yan Qi the highest score.Chen Qi sat on the seat, his heart beating loudly like a drum in his chest.

Naturally, he didn't expect Yan's to give him a high score, and he closely watched the reactions of the other five judges.

He has carefully studied the preferences of civil servants of the Qing school represented by Jimo Qingyu, so this year he deliberately changed the previous sharp writing style and added a lot of metaphysics and talk.

For example, advocating nature and pursuing selflessness.

He also specially named the article "Ode to the Immortals" to cater to the other party's preferences.

After the other five judges read it, their eyes lit up and they showed satisfaction.But Yan Qi's "Ode to the Wilderness" is also very good, and they have always liked Yan Qi's style of writing.In their view, "Ode to the Great Wilderness" is likely to become Yan Qi's highest-level article since he became famous.

"Ode to the Immortals" has not reached the point of crushing "Ode to the Great Wilderness".

They only read the article itself, they didn't care about the identities of the contestants, and they didn't care about the messy things about the Prince's Mansion and Yan's.

The five judges were undecided.

The field was so quiet that you could almost hear a needle drop.

Even Queen Yan clenched her cuffs nervously.

In addition to observing the actions of the judges, everyone was also looking at the expressions and reactions of Sui Heng and Yan Bing.Everyone knows that this is the first head-to-head contest between the Prince's Mansion and the Yan family.

Sui Heng's expression was relaxed, and the old god Yan Bing was there.

Finally, the judge ranked sixth was the first to make a decision and awarded the high score to Yan Qi's book "Ode to the Great Wilderness".

The crowd was in an uproar.

Because this means that even if the remaining four judges agree with Chen Qi's article, the Prince's Mansion will undoubtedly lose.

Yan Qi did not know when he came to Sui Heng.

He was dressed in crimson, standing tall, with deep eyebrows and eyes, looking at Sui Heng with an almost arrogant expression, and said: "I said before, Your Highness needs me."

With a click, Sui Heng crushed the cup in his hand, raised his eyebrows, and was about to speak when a voice suddenly said: "Here is another article, which was delivered just now."

Shifang handed in the jade plaque and the article together.

Jiang Yun sat far away, and Shifang ran for a long way before receiving the jade medal, and finally handed it in before the judging results.

Yan Qi frowned, and looked towards the judge.

Sui Heng also looked at Shi Fang who suddenly appeared in great puzzlement.

Where did he get the article from the Prince's Mansion?

Before everyone could react, the judge who gave Yan Qi a high score just now shouted excitedly: "I want to change the result and give a high score to this "Fu of Spring"!"

"I've never read it—such a wonderful article!"

"Ah, it's really refreshing, like hearing fairy music, like listening to wonderful music!"

This is the most qualified reviewer of the Qing School, and the other four showed curiosity at the same time, and they couldn't wait to circulate the article.

Then, at the same time, a stunning color was revealed.

The theme of this year's spring feast article analogy test is "all beings". Most of the students' intentions are on the fate of the people and the country. Yan Qi's "Ode to the Wilderness" describes an ideal world where all living beings coexist, love and harmony. Chen Qi's " "Ode to the Immortals" uses mystical thoughts to imagine how the soul will transform into an immortal, and to explore the beauty of the fairyland outside the world.

But this "Chun Ri Fu" does not have these profound themes, but only uses Qingling's gentle brushstrokes to depict the revival of all things in spring, and the luxuriant and luxuriant vegetation. Compared with other mysterious or profound themes, on the contrary, It is even more real and amiable, making people feel like they are on the scene. Those words are so ingenious, as if people can hear the gurgling sound of Qushui River.

Moisten things in silence.

Silent is better than sound.

The other four judges gave "Chun Ri Fu" a high score almost without hesitation.

The reversal came too suddenly, everyone was in an uproar and had mixed expressions, wondering when the Prince's Mansion had hidden such an expert, Yan Qi also raised his eyebrows rarely.

Sui Heng stretched his brows suddenly.

"Spring Fu"

He laughed. Only one person can write such a novel and lovely name.

A new problem reappeared. Half of the judges supported "Da Huang Fu" and half supported "Chun Ri Fu". A tie was reached, and there was only one Wen Kui, so it was impossible to divide it into two halves.

This has never happened before.

According to the regulations, after a tie, a judge can be temporarily added, that is, the real great Confucianism of the time, left minister Jimo Qingyu.

The eldest disciple Zhao Yan personally put the article called "Chun Ri Fu" in front of Jimo Qingyu.

Jimo Qingyu frowned at first, a little indifferent, thinking that the five old disciples below were too ignorant and serious, they couldn't even tell whether an article was good or bad.

When the eldest disciple spread out the stack of rice paper inscribed with Qingling's handwriting in front of him, his eyes suddenly fixed, and his expression changed wonderfully.

Jimo Qingyu snatched the article from the senior disciple, and for a while, holding back the surging emotion, asked, "Who is the author of the article?"

Ordinary judges can't flip over the tooth cards at will, but Jimo Qingyu can.

Zhao Yan turned over the plaque, and there were only two words written on it: Weiren, Chuyan.

It's just defending people, not defending the country.

Jimo Qingyu's eyes brightened: "Does he not represent any camp?"

Zhao Yan nodded, repeatedly confirmed the information of the lower tooth card, and said: "That's right, the white tooth card, he participated in the competition as an individual."

Participating as an individual means not being attached to any camp and having no intention of career.