My Sisters Excel in Both Literary and Martial Arts - Chapter 478
[Chapter 471: It’s been a cool autumn (the fifth update adds 2/2 to Master Jun Mengchenyan)]
happened outside the palace gate was just a small episode.
Of course, it ended with Bai Qingyuan being humiliated and leaving.
Then a group of people surrounded Jing Zhe and came outside the Jinluan Hall.
Perhaps because he had to see Jing Zhe off this morning, Emperor An came very early. After entering the Jinluan Palace, he found that there were very few people in the huge palace today. Except for the prince, Prince Xiang, Hao Junguang and other important ministers, No one else has arrived yet.
Then he looked to the side curiously: “General Sui, where are the people?”
Sui Shouren glanced outside and said with a smile: “Look, Your Majesty, they are all here!”
Immediately afterwards, Bai Qingyuan and Jing Zhe walked in one after another, but Bai Qingyuan was like a defeated rooster, looking weak and weak, but Jing Zhe still looked heroic.
Behind him were hundreds of civil and military officials. Emperor An couldn’t help but be speechless: This guy’s appeal is too strong!
Immediately afterwards, it is morning morning.
It only took less than half an hour to talk about everything about the morning court. Emperor An also knew that Jing Zhe had a lot of things to do before he left, so asking him to come to the morning court would have delayed him a lot, so he wanted to finish talking to him quickly. conversation and then let him go.
Before he could speak, Hao Junguang stood up first: “Your Majesty, I have something to ask of you!”
“Oh? It’s okay to say it, Master Hao!”
“Your Majesty, President Jing is a very talented person, but it’s a pity that President Jing was at the Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival. It was a pity that I was not present when I was composing poems and lyrics,
but since then, President Jing has never done it in front of others. I went to the west of Jin, where the mountains are high and the roads are far away. It’s been a long time. I don’t know how long it will be before I see President Jing again. I’m really feeling itchy, could you please ask President Jing to give me another piece of calligraphy? “
It turned out that I was asked to write poems.
Jing Zhe glanced at Hao Junguang. The more he listened, the more he thought it was like asking him to leave a last message.
“As Grandmaster Hao said, I haven’t seen President Jing compose a poem on the spot for some time. Why not take this opportunity to write one! What do you dear ladies think?”
After Emperor An finished speaking, he looked at the audience with a smile.
The other ministers were naturally happy to hear this and immediately agreed.
“President Jing’s first outing after taking office is indeed worthy of special mention!”
“Yes, I won’t be able to see President Jing for a long time, so leaving Mo Bao behind is just a thought. “
President Jing is going all the way to the west, and I’m afraid he has a lot of joy in his heart to share with everyone. Let’s write a song!”
At this time, Li Haoyun held a different opinion.
“Are you happy? I can’t see it. After all, President Jing will be away from home for many days. At this time, he will definitely feel homesick for his family and others. It would be more appropriate to say sad!”
As he said that, everyone looked at Zhu Xinning, the huge In Jingzhou City, the only person who seemed to be missed by Jing Zhe was her second sister.
Zhu Xinning no longer avoided everyone’s attention, and boldly went to see Jing Zhe, seemingly full of expectations.
“Okay, now that your Majesty has said it, I will show my shame!”
“Haha, President Jing is humble again!”
When the ministers heard this, they sighed.
Because Jing Zhe would say this before every time he pretended, if he was showing off, then who else would count?
Emperor An smiled and immediately sent someone to prepare paper, ink, pens and inkstones.
After a while, everything was ready and placed in front of Jing Zhe.
Jing Zhe wrote the book with a lot of emotions.
In fact, when he left Jingzhou in Qingqiu, he had thought about going to Jinxi. At that time, he was alone and had no worries.
But now the situation is completely different.
In Jingzhou City, what he cared about most was Zhu Xinning. When he heard that she was reluctant to leave him in the morning, he felt uncomfortable in his heart.
In addition to Zhu Xinning, both Yu Xiangrong, Su Mochen and Zhang Xiaoyu also occupied a place in his heart. He was always reluctant to leave on the eve of departure, so he was indeed worried.
But Jinxi has to go now.
Not only to see Qingqiu, but also to accompany Wang Yingqiu and find Liu Jinghong by the way, not to mention that he now has an official position and has to work for Emperor An.
The most important thing is that he still has to find Qiu Qianqian!
There are so many tokens and the Emperor’s Sword, we must get them back!
There was a lot of sadness in his heart, but in front of the civil and military officials of the dynasty, he couldn’t write about his worries like a young man. That would seem too small and make people laugh.
After pondering for a moment, he had an idea.
Then he put down the pen, and the pen moved like a dragon and a snake, and the wild grass in his hand appeared on the paper.
The ministers secretly marveled at Jing Zhe’s majestic appearance, which was completely different from his elegant and handsome appearance and his usual casual style.
Look at the words on the paper again and read them out.
“Young people don’t know the feeling of sorrow, so they fall in love with upstairs.
Falling in love with stairs, they forcefully talk about sadness in order to compose new poems.
Now that they know the feeling of sadness, they want to stop talking about it. They want
to talk about it, but they say it’s been a cool autumn.”
Jing Zhe After reading, Hao Junguang took the lead in applauding.
“President Jing deserves to be the most talented man in Anguo. If you are honest, don’t deceive me! If you meet me today, I believe you!”
Others also echoed
Li Haoyun with the same emotion: “Although President Jing is young, his mentality is more careful than ours. This may be the reason why President Jing can not only come up with newspaper ideas, but also do well.” ! We only think about the sorrow of separation, but President Jing has already been detached, which is embarrassing!”
“…”
Jing Zhe glanced at Li Haoyun and thought that he was very good at flattering him, so he immediately held up his hands and smiled modestly. Said: “President Li, don’t… don’t stop. If you can speak well, just say more!”
“…”
An Di repeated the same words several times, and then said: “After President Jing returns – forget it, President Jing is too busy. “Why don’t I ask Zhu Sheren to do it for me? After the next court meeting, I’ll send an excerpt of this poem to the newspaper office. I’ll add this poem to the literature section of the third issue and make it a cover!”
“Yes, Your Majesty!”
Zhu Xinning said with a look on his face !
Joy, of course she was very happy to do things for her brother.
But why does my body feel a little restless when I think of my brother now? Maybe this is all Jing Zhe’s fault. Who makes him point at his body and scream at his brother and sister when he has nothing to do at night?
Thinking of this, he blushed and lowered his head.
Emperor An didn’t know what Zhu Xinning was thinking. After seeing her agree, he said to Sui Shouren next to him: “General Sui, put away President Jing’s poem, find someone to frame it, and then hang it on…”
Emperor An He was stunned for a moment and said: “It seems that all the previous poems were hung in the meeting hall, and there is no room there! From now on, they will be hung in my imperial study room!”
“Yes, Your Majesty!”
“…”
In Emperor An’s opinion, it was sparse It’s a normal thing, and other ministers are envious when they see it. Since the Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival, this is already the nth poem by Jing Zhe that Emperor An has collected. Apart from this, there seems to be no other poem outside.
So someone said: “President Jing’s calligraphy and poetry are also at the top. Fortunately, there are no calligraphy of President Jing out there, otherwise I don’t know how high the price could be!”
After hearing this, all the ministers nodded in agreement.
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(End of this chapter)
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