Order me to write poems just after time travel?Sister Xuan stopped pretending!

Chapter 18 Staring
Although Zhang Xuan lost the card, he completed the task.

Today's random task is: win the next game.

Mission introduction: Facing your own mother, don't you know it's the novice protection period?Or is it sheer luck?But as a wise man from another world, can you choose to admit defeat?Winning a game, just winning a game, is not difficult to do, right?

Shouldn't be difficult, right?
Task requirements: Before tomorrow, win a game.

Task reward: 500 change value, 550ml fat house happy water.

How did you win?

Still don't ask.

With tears in her eyes, Zhang Xuan grinned and counted the balance of her change value.

The feeling of being beaten and crying is not that important! ——
Harem
The sky is dark and cool at night, and the candles flicker in the red windows made of gold silk, and two figures are reflected.A light drizzle outside the window hit the golden glazed tile roof sideways, and the accumulated water trickled down, dripping on the pink skirt of a little maid outside the palace, dizzying ripples in an instant.

The people in the room sat opposite each other, speechless for a while.

The candle was burning restlessly, jumping up from time to time.

The second prince spoke first:

"Father, how is the emperor?"

The old emperor slowly played with a night pearl in his hand, and said:

"Is Anwuer safe?"

"My son and minister are also safe."

"My son. What's the matter here?"

"It's nothing, I just miss my father's busy state affairs recently, and hope that my father will put the country, the country, and the country as the most important thing, and cherish the dragon's body."

After all, the second prince accepted his head and bowed.

The old emperor smiled, and the old laughter was filled with complacency.

This is my son!

Who said that the heavenly family is ruthless?

Slowly raised his hand, signaling the second prince to get up.

The second prince stood up and waved.

The little eunuch who had been preparing for a long time brought over a framed rice paper and presented it forward.

"This is."

The old emperor had a strange look on his face. Of course he knew it was a poem, but he didn't understand the second prince's intention.

The second prince's eyes turned red, and he choked up slightly:

"Father only treats his son as the second son. My son never expects anything. It's just that every morning when I see my father's fatigue, my son is heartbroken and can't sleep at night. I often miss my father when I just entered Beijing. At that time, you were wearing a golden armor. , The red robe covers the sky, what a high-spirited, majestic picture scroll! But the hero will also grow old, son, I just hope that I can do more filial piety and make my father happy every day."

Looking at the second son who was holding back the tears in front of him and trembling slightly, the old emperor felt sore in his chest and couldn't help crying.

Since 20 years ago, after he killed all his brothers and sisters and successfully ascended to the Golden Palace, he had nightmares every night, dreaming that the dead father came out from the underworld to find him.

He dreamed that he was holding a sword, chasing the youngest of his brothers, fighting back and forth in a maze.

Seeing that younger brother disappeared in a corner, he quickly took a few steps to catch up and found a gate.

Pushing open the door, the bright light stung his eyes, and when he regained his vision, he suddenly found that...
Isn't this place just above the Golden Palace?

The person with his back to the dragon chair, yes. yes.
Father! ?

Isn't the old man dead?

As soon as he thought of this, he felt a pain in his heart. Looking down, the old emperor found that the tip of the knife had pierced his chest.

Ever since he had this dream, the old emperor's demands on his heirs reached a new peak.

From the very beginning, it was directly announced to the world that the eldest prince was his next successor, and he would not be able to change it without breaking the sky.

He couldn't accept that this kind of tragedy happened to his children again.

Not only that, after ascending the throne, he gradually alienated the second, third and fourth princes, with the exception of the fifth prince.The purpose of doing this is to let them know that they absolutely support the First Prince.

Don't think about the extras, just be your prince with peace of mind, enjoy the glory and wealth all your life, and seal your wife and son.

Hate me, just hate me.

I thought that my hard-hearted heart of more than 60 years would not melt when he encountered anything, but facing the scene in front of him, how could he not let him have a feeling of licking the calf?
The old emperor has seen countless people in his life, and he can tell the truth at a glance.

With a soft sigh, he stretched out his hand to stroke the top of the second prince's head, and said:
"My son, my son's filial piety, erect a monument in front of the book!"

The second prince took a deep breath, offered the poem with both hands, and said:

"Father, this poem is very wonderful, please read it."

The old emperor took the poem, first looked at the inscription, and saw that it was written by Zhang Xuan, he couldn't help but praise:
"Hey, it was made by Zhang's daughter. Okay, let me see Bodhisattva Man."

The old emperor scanned it quickly, frowning slightly.

"hiss?"

"what?"

"Hahahahaha. Cough cough cough."

Seeing this, the second prince rushed the little eunuch away.Immediately he patted the emperor on the back and poured tea.

"Father, pay attention to the dragon body."

"Well, my son, have you seen the mystery of this Bodhisattva?"

The old emperor had a ruddy complexion and a straight waist.

The second prince wanted to make his father happy, and said:
"Here, I don't know. I just read Zhang Xuan's work, so I presented it to my father."

"My son, my son, this poem"

The second prince nodded from time to time, and exclaimed cooperatively, but he knocked over the bottle of five flavors in his heart.

With his wisdom, how could he not understand what his father wanted after being unfeeling for many years, how could he not know what his father didn't want to see the last time?

He looked up at the old emperor's white hair.

The second prince was distracted.

"Smelly brat went too far away?"

The old emperor slapped the second prince lightly, but he was not angry. He was in a good mood at the moment.

"Father, Son"

"I know what's on your mind"

The old emperor spoke, then fell silent.

The atmosphere in the room was suddenly tense.

The legs of the big and small eunuchs on both sides were trembling, and one of them stretched out his hand to wipe off the sweat, but he felt as if his hand was sliding in deep water the moment he raised it, which was very laborious.

The second prince smiled slightly:
"Father, my son only wants to talk about poetry and poetry with Father at this time, nothing else."

The old emperor stared straight at his excellent son.

The truth.

Everything he said after he came in was the truth.

Great progress.

As a father, I really want to praise him loudly, and then show off to the ministers fiercely.

But as an emperor, he slowly raised his hand and slapped him.

"Snapped!"

This palm was so powerful that the corner of the Second Prince's mouth was filled with blood.

"This slap will make you deceive the king."

"What you learned from that Fifth Qingrou can't be used on your own father!"

The old emperor roared.

The old voice came out of the room and fell into the ears of some caring people.

After a while, the old emperor looked at the eunuchs on both sides who didn't know whether to step forward, and waved his hands.

Slightly pondering, he said to the second prince in front of him:

"You have been standing in the capital for too long"

The second prince trembled, and quickly raised his head, his eyes were full of disbelief.

"Father, don't!"

"Pass down my will. The second prince is civil and military, with both ability and political integrity. He is a feudal clan. Jiangnan Hangzhou"

"Thank you Lord Ron."

"Go down"

The second prince got up, staggered slightly, walked to the door, and turned around suddenly.

For the first time, so much disappointment, understanding, sadness, and relief appeared in the beautiful eyes.

This gaze has since become the new nightmare of the old emperor.

(End of this chapter)