The Times Spent in Pretense

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Yiyi looked at this spacious and magnificent hall.

Emperor Changlong came to the banquet to encourage everyone, drank a glass of wine and left, leaving a few princes and some ministers to entertain the students here.

However, among the five princes, the prince has never been a considerate and gentle person. Except for a few words at the beginning, he didn't even see a figure at other times.

The King of England had the intention to win over these students, but when he heard that these people were both poetry and poetry, he felt a pain in his brain. Before the banquet was halfway through, he made excuses and slipped away.

King Ning saw that the eldest brother of the emperor and the crown prince were gone, afraid that others would think that he stayed here and wanted to show off, so as to win people's hearts. He immediately covered his head and said that he had a headache, and hurriedly took his servants to leave, before leaving, he did not forget to pat the fourth prince on the shoulder: Fourth brother, Lord Lin is a famous champion, and Concubine Lin is also a talented woman who is familiar with poetry and books. You are definitely not bad, I will give it to you here.

After he finished speaking, he ignored the expressionless face of the Fourth Prince, covered his forehead, and left with a painful Ouch in his mouth.

The fourth prince looked at the back of the second emperor's brother leaving in a hurry, then glanced at the candidates who were touting each other, got up and prepared to leave.

His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince. The officials of the Ministry of Rites saw that the only prince who could be counted on was also about to slip away, and hurriedly stopped in front of him, These candidates have written poems, and you can see who is the best?

Where's the fifth one? The fourth prince stared at the officials of the Ministry of Rites for a while, and spit out three words without emotion.

The lower part of the Fifth Prince said that he wanted to make a picture of the Qionglin Banquet, and he has already left early. The official smile on the face of the Ministry of Rites did not change, but he and a few other colleagues had already surrounded the Fourth Prince in four directions. Seriously.

Before the end of the Qionglin Banquet, the fourth prince did not want to leave.

In the harem, Concubine Lin was reading a book, and the palace maid hurriedly walked in front of her and whispered, Miss, the other princes are not here tonight, only His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince will accompany the students at the Qionglin Banquet.

Are you telling the truth? Concubine Lin showed a smile.

Slaves dare not lie.

Okay. Concubine Lin put down the book and smiled even brighter, This child has never been fond of words, and he doesn't cooperate with anything the Japanese Palace wants to do. Now that he finally knows how to win people's hearts, this Palace is even gratified.

The palace maid smiled and said, It will get better and better.

Compared with Concubine Xian and Concubine Rong, her mother's family was not rich enough. Compared with Concubine Shu, her mother's family was not noble enough. In order to make her son go further, she thought of countless ways, but no matter how many methods she had, she couldn't hold back her son's uncooperative behavior.

She really couldn't understand how the child she raised by herself could be so silent, as if speaking a few words to someone would kill him.

At the Qionglin banquet at this time, the atmosphere was a little awkward.

The fourth prince held a thick stack of poems written by the candidates, and commented one by one without expression.

Okay. This is a poem written by Lin Sen.

Okay. This was Xie Bangyan's word.

Just make it. This is the work of a second-class candidate.

There were several articles that he didn't want to say a word, and put them directly on the table.

The officials of the Ministry of Rites looked at the candidates who looked at each other in dismay, and felt a little regretful in their hearts. If I knew that the Fourth Prince could make the atmosphere like this, I might as well let him go just now.

The author has something to say: Fourth Prince: Don't talk to me, tired.

Candidate: What did we do wrong to be tortured like this?

Chapter 85

For scholars attending the Qionglin Banquet, the most important thing is to be discovered by nobles, or to make their talents become a blockbuster.

Unexpectedly, the fourth prince is a person who cherishes words like gold. When others comment on poems, they have to comment on a few words of meaning and artistic conception. Just like the fourth prince, everyone feels a little lost.

This is the best. The fourth prince finally finished reading all the poems and put a poem on the table as if he had completed the task. In order to ease the atmosphere, some ministers who were present took this poem and praised it, only to find out that it was the work of Zhuang Yuan Lang Hua Changkong after the praise.

Hua Changkong's works are different from those of other students. His poems have a borderline atmosphere, and there is a sense of righteousness between the poems. He is like a general on horseback. Even if the enemy is in front, he will not retreat half a step.

Yao Tanhua's poems are also well written, especially the use of the word Ying is wonderful...

Seeing these people, the fourth prince regained the atmosphere of rhetoric. He got up and left the table. No one stopped him this time. The officials of the Ministry of Rites just silently escorted him out of the hall and let the prince stay. .

Before returning to his residence, the fourth prince went to see Concubine Lin.

When Concubine Lin saw her son, there was a little more smile on her face:

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