first minister

Chapter 221 Meeting in a narrow road

"Three gentlemen, tomorrow's banquet has been confirmed, and the crown prince will host it in person. To have the crown prince come in person, His Majesty's love for the three gentlemen is self-evident!"

Inside the Imperial College, Wan Guili, who offered wine to the Imperial College, smiled and congratulated the three heroes of Tu Shan who had come to the Imperial College half a day earlier to prepare.

Mr. Linxi waved his hand and said grandiose words, "I'm flattered, I'm afraid I will fail His Majesty's love."

As usual, Mr. Wan Lin was stingy with words and only served a cup of tea.

Mr. Kongbi still had a fiery temper, "We are recruiting disciples, why is the prince here to join in the fun? When he comes, should he listen to him or us?"

Wan Jijiu was so frightened that he quickly stretched out his hand to comfort him, "Of course I listen to you, to listen to you. His Royal Highness came here mainly to sit on the spot to prevent possible disturbances. You think, when the princes like Jiaodong County King and Linjiang County King will come, there will be many dignitaries in the capital. The scene is chaotic. There is no one as prestigious as the prince sitting in town. How can these people be honest? I heard that His Royal Highness has long admired the names of the three gentlemen. Is it a happy event?"

At this time, the three old gentlemen all glanced at him, Mr. Wan Lin and Mr. Kongbi were silent, Mr. Linxi said indifferently: "Thank you for your love, I will take it seriously to choose students to promote literature, thank you Your Majesty."

Wanjijiu laughed dryly, "Yes, yes, yes, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will also do his best to help, and let the three old gentlemen pick the mantle to pass on to others."
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"The prince is here to preside over it?"

In the British government, Lu Rusong sat in the study, looked at the information in front of him, pursed his lips, lost in thought.

Xia Jingyun's funeral for a prostitute did not stir up waves as he imagined, as if a pair of invisible hands suppressed these waves that should have surged, so that his good mood of the previous two days was gone.

But when he was in his position, he was no longer able to let his personal emotions affect his decision-making. He had already put aside his regrets and dealt with the really big things, one of the most important of which was the Spring Festival banquet on the [-]th day of the first lunar month.

Speaking of this matter, he and his daughter have to thank that stupid woman Defei. His Majesty gave her the right to choose a teacher for the king of Jiaodong County.

Those three old things are the only three remaining leading figures in the literary circles. Their prestige, ability, and relationship are all very powerful. As long as they can become the prince's teacher, the prince will almost immediately have a very good official background, but the key is that you have to have that ability!
Even after weighing it over and over again, he felt that he might not have that ability, so he decided to settle for the next best thing.

Concubine De's move almost caused big trouble. Although somehow, those three old things changed their minds later, which didn't make Concubine De a laughing stock, but it also created a good opportunity for his grandson.

Since you, the Three Heroes of Tushan, accept apprentices publicly, the King of Jiaodong County can sign up, so there is no reason for the King of Linjiang County not to apply, right?

And this kind of opportunity, if you are not selected, you will not have any big loss, but if you are selected, it will be that Concubine De and Xia Jingyun have worked so hard to make wedding dresses for others.

If only Shao'er wins, but the king of Jiaodong County doesn't win, that would be the real worst thing!
Thinking in this way, the British Duke has already started to arrange intensively. These days, let Mr. Fan lead a lot of great scholars to teach Linjiang County King. Hearing that Linjiang County King's five-year-old fat man's head is about to explode, and his eyes are straight when he walks.

Then just yesterday, one of the three masters of Tushan, Mr. Late Lin's disciple, who is also a giant in the literary world today, Lu Lifeng, a great scholar in Longshou Prefecture, was specially invited to help out.

In order to invite this person, he spent a lot of money and took care of all aspects. In the end, the other party agreed to come to this troubled water for the sake of the same clan.

At this moment, the other party is in another study room in the backyard, testing the knowledge of Linjiang County King, and giving him a final explanation.

Seeing Lu Rusong groaning silently, the staff carefully said: "Master, what do you think Your Majesty is thinking? Presiding over such a major event in the literary world, making friends with the three masters of Tu Shan in an open and aboveboard manner, do you really want to cultivate the prince?"

As the one fighting for the dragon, they have all analyzed the overall situation. Although they may not be as thorough as Xia Jingyun, who has thousands of years of historical experience, and may not be as clear and unique as Mr. Zhao and Mr. Su, the issue between His Majesty and the Crown Prince may not be as thorough, but they are still similar. On the point that His Majesty intends to abolish the Crown Prince, they are still very clear, so they are somewhat puzzled by His Majesty's decision.

"The old man knows!"

After thinking for a while, Lu Rusong suddenly frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty is showing his attitude to the world, showing that he completely rejects the attitude of the prince, and at the same time intends to humiliate the prince."

"what?"

The staff looked puzzled.

"Think about it, why did this Spring Festival banquet attract so many people's attention?"

"Because you can take the three masters of Tushan as your teacher. For ordinary people, taking the three masters of Tushan as your teacher can be said to be a step up to the sky. For the prince who has great ambitions, he can gain great prestige and great benefits."

The British prince twirled his beard and smiled playfully, "But obviously the East Palace has an owner?"

The aides immediately came to their senses, clapped their hands and smiled, "So that's how it is! Let the crown prince watch the people who replace him grow up, and push them forward, but he can't do anything about it. His Majesty's action is really cruel."

"And if the crown prince sees through this point and misbehaves at the Spring Festival banquet, we, the imperial concubine, and scholars in the literary world will all regard him as a great enemy, which will plummet his modest reputation and make countless enemies."

The British Duke analyzed with emotion on his face, and then came to a conclusion, "The prince should die as soon as possible. What we have to do is to seize this opportunity and let Shao'er become the disciple of Tushan Sanjie!"

"The master is so well prepared, and the prince of Linjiang County is talented and intelligent, he will surely succeed in one fell swoop!"

The British Duke nodded slowly, stroked his beard lightly, and showed a burst of confidence in his majestic gaze.
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Compared with the solemnity and nervousness of the British government, the painting style of Jiang Anhou's mansion has collapsed badly.

In the backyard, Su Yuanshang, Gongsun Jing and Feng Xiuyun stood in a row, looking at the scene in front of them with helplessness.

Xia Jingyun was playing a game with Dongfang Bai, King of Jiaodong County, and Bai Yunbian. The game he played was not complicated. It was a literacy card he specially asked Zhang Dazhi's apprentice to help make. One side was the radical, and the other side was the rest. If you make up a whole word, you can eliminate a card. In the end, if all the cards are eliminated, you will win.

Dongfang Bai was in high spirits and was having a great time. Xia Jingyun accompanied him with a smile, and gave some pointers from time to time.

Only Bai Yunbian was still there with a reluctance on his face, thinking that it was a shame that such a natural protagonist like him was here to play this kind of mentally retarded game with a brat.

When it was dinner time, Nanny Yuan took Jiaodong County King to dinner, and the game came to an end.

Xia Jingyun was looking at the three of them while having his things packed up, "Okay, don't make such a bitter face. Before the big war comes, you should relax more. This is called relaxation."

Gongsun Jing had a bitter face, "Young master, this is a big deal. It is said that the British government invited many great scholars to teach them day and night. Not to mention the short days here, you are still playing around with King Jiaodong."

Seeing Gongsun Jing, a man in his forties, pouted and dared not speak out, Xia Jingyun thought it was funny, "If it's a test of their abilities, how old are these two kids? No matter how much you teach them, can they really remember? If it's a test of my skills, there's no need for him to learn. So, he has fun, relaxes his mind, and just show off his ability and princely demeanor tomorrow."

Gongsun Jing nodded subconsciously, but he always felt that something was wrong.

But now that the time has come, it's useless to think about it.

Silent all night.

On the next day, on the eighteenth day of the first lunar month, just as the rooster crowed and the sky was still dark, Dongfang Bai, the seventh son of the King of Jiaodong County, got up as consciously as he did every day, and Nanny Yuan, who was sleeping outside, also woke up early, helped him to dress and wash, and then had a serious breakfast before waiting for Xia Jingyun, who had rarely woken up early.

After a while, the uncle and nephew got into the carriage and walked towards the Imperial College.

Gongsun Jing, Bai Yunbian and other spectators followed in another carriage.

The carriage inevitably slowed down as it approached the Guozijian, but at this moment, another carriage followed directly and squeezed side by side with the carriage of Jiang Anhou's mansion.

Xia Jingyun opened the side curtain, and saw an old and unfamiliar face in the next carriage.

On that face, there was the majesty brought by being pampered and respected for a long time, the heroic spirit of a martial arts leader, and the vicissitudes of time, but more, there was an undisguised heavy hostility in his eyes.

So, he cupped his hands slightly, "I have seen the British Duke."

It was also the first time for Lu Rusong to see this young man who had been famous for a long time with his own eyes, and he smiled slightly, "Young Master Xia is indeed a young talent, being famous is not as good as seeing him."

Everyone knows what to say on the scene, and on the scene, no one would lower their identities to do something stupid. Each of them said politely. After the two sides took a deep look at each other, they lowered the curtain in unison.

Under Xia Jingyun's signal, Hou's carriage slowed down, while the British male's carriage was not polite, and instantly sped up and left first.

Xia Jingyun stretched out his hand to lift the curtain of the car, glanced at the driver of the Duke's Mansion in front, turned his head to look at Dongfang Bai, and said with a smile: "Being overtaken by them like this, what do you think?"

Dongfang Bai only took a look, then retracted his gaze, and said calmly: "Mother and Concubine said, it is useless not to fight."

"Then what if he was accepted by those three old gentlemen in the end today, but you missed this opportunity?"

Xia Jingyun's smile seemed to be playful, but there was no teasing in his eyes.

He wanted to see if his nephew, who entrusted himself and everyone around him with hopes and ideals for the rest of his life, was a personality worthy of help.

If not, then while Dongfang Bai is still young, there is still room for brainwashing and training to restore everything.

Dongfang Bai didn't know that his real big test came so suddenly on the carriage, he just followed his own heart and said: "Then he won this round, but life is more than this round. As long as I don't admit defeat, everything will have a chance. Let's talk about it."

He glanced at Xia Jingyun, "Isn't there uncle you! Uncle, you have to work hard!"

Seeing Dongfang Bai waving his small fists, Xia Jingyun smiled, "Then if I can't help you and you lose in the end, will you blame me?"

Dongfang Bai frowned, "This is my business, it's good enough for you to help me, why do you blame me?"

The carriage stopped slowly at this moment, Xia Jingyun smiled and stretched out his hand to rub his head, "Let's go, today's one, Uncle helped you win them!"

(End of this chapter)