Half an hour ago, the emperor Liu Hong, who was still ashen with a gray face and a blue vein burst out on his forehead.

Just half an hour passed...

His expression completely eased.

"Bian'er, the five-character poem you wrote is very good. I included everything I can't see or hear. It seems that the emperor has really grown up."

Despite his gratitude, Emperor Liu Hong was not happy.

Because, after Qiao Xuan's supplement, he realized that he was a blind man, a blind man whose eyes were covered by numerous officials! I guess, these officials still regarded him as a fool?

Whenever I think of this, Emperor Liu Hong is heartbroken...

"It's all gone!"

Emperor Liu Hong waved his hand.

All of the students of Hongdu were a little excited and were listening to the eldest prince’s enthusiasm for writing poems!

Why is it over? Such a good psalm? When will you hear it next time?

Thinking of this in my heart, I didn't dare to hesitate, I saluted one by one, and quickly withdrew.

"General Cai, Master Qiao, you stay!" Emperor Liu Hong ordered, then glanced at Liu Bian, Cao Shuo... "Bian'er, Shuo'er, and he stayed!"

"Your Majesty..." This time it was Queen He who spoke.

She saw that His Majesty was in a bad mood and wanted to stay.

Emperor Liu Hong waved his hand. "I want to talk to them. After a while, I will ask Bian'er to go to Changqiu Palace to pay your respects."

Reject...

Queen He nodded, bowed and retreated.

In the hall, only the emperor Liu Hong, the chief chief of the Imperial College Cai Yong, the eldest son of Qiao, Qiao Xuan, Liu Bian and Cao Shuo...

The atmosphere was a bit inexplicably heavy.

Ha ha…

Emperor Liu Hong laughed out loud, trying to ease the heavy atmosphere. After all, his son has grown up, so he should be happy.

He looked at Liu Bian and turned his head to Cai Yong, "I am happy that the emperor's son is now promising and growing."

Parents love their children regardless of their rank or status.

Emperor Liu Hong had only one son. In his opinion, studying in the Imperial Academy was an extremely wise step.

It’s better for Mr. Cai to have a way! He can cultivate a ridiculous naughty child into a qualified heir to the great man.

Thinking of this, Emperor Liu Hong bowed and bowed...

Huh...The Emperor's Worship!

In the Han Dynasty, only ministers worshipped the king, so there was no reason for the king to worship the minister. This was not because Emperor Gaozu of Han, Liu Bang, opened the altar and worshiped the general. How could he, Cai Yong, afford it!

"His Majesty…"

Cai Yong bowed his hand and his waist was almost bent into an arch bridge.

The point is, he is still very embarrassed.

Although it is true that Liu Bian studied in Taixue, Taixue has never taught him to write five-character poems, and he still expresses his love by expressing his aspirations through things. Not to mention Taixue, even Cai Yong could not write articles such as "hogging the grains at noon" or "planting a grain of millet in spring".

"Your Majesty, please forgive me for speaking out loud." Cai Yong shook his head. "The old minister has never taught the eldest prince to write five-character poems, and the Imperial Academy has not offered a course on five-character poems. Moreover, the old minister is a little talented and shallow, and cannot write such incisive poems as the eldest prince!"

Ashamed...

Cai Yong's expression was extremely ashamed.

Liu Bian raised his hand. "Father, this five-character poem was written by me and Xiao Shuo..."

It seems that I finally found a place to show off...

Liu Bian said repeatedly.

"Actually, these are only two songs, and the child has written many songs. For example, goose, goose, geese, songs with its necks, white hairs floating in green water, red palms plucking clear waves... For example, the bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground, looking up at the bright moon, thinking of its hometown... and red beans..."

"Enough!"

Emperor Liu Hong hurriedly interrupted...

If the previous two five-character poems that encourage farmers only surprised him, then now, the only thing left behind is Emperor Liu Hong.

Oh my God...

It's incisive, every sentence is...

Liu Hong, who likes to recite poems and essays, has excellent appreciation ability. He can appreciate this kind of good poem and excellent poem.

But this poem was written by his son, this...

When the emperor thought of this, the emperor Liu Hong was still a little proud!

OK, it turns out that Empress He is right. He is close to Zhu and has grown a lot with Cao Shuo...

Cao Shu was speechless...

If he could not even understand Liu Bian's pretending to be like this, why would everyone be so surprised?

His five-year-old niece can recite these poems with a slight memory, showing off her a hammer!

"Haha, Bian'er, you write very well, and Shu'er, you do well too!"

Emperor Liu Hong's eyes became softer...

Originally, he would have questioned Empress He's decision to foster Liu Bian in the Cao family, but now, he thinks this is a wonderful move.

"Shuoer, let me ask you? Where did you learn this five-character poem? And how did you calm down the eldest prince and learn this five-character poem with you?"

Blind to say this.

Cai Yong and Qiao Xuan are all waiting and seeing.

You know, Cai Yong has two daughters, Cai Zhaoji, Cai Zhenji, and Qiao Xuan also has two daughters, Da Qiao, Xiao Qiao... They also want to know how to teach children!

"Actually..." Cao Shu was a little embarrassed. He just used a wooden sign to "Doudizhu" to ignite the eldest prince's competitive spirit. He used memorizing articles as a bet, and induced the eldest prince to fight again and again, and fight again and again... and then he suffered again and again!

But this...if Chen Ming came out, it would seem a bit nonsense!

“That’s it…”

Cao Shu was embarrassed to speak, but Liu Bian took out a wooden sign without reservation and sprinkled it all over the floor.

He even said proudly: "This is called a Doudizhu. One person can be a local master, and the other two are farmers. They want to unite with Doudizhu. If they lose, there will be no food! If they win, they can have enough food... Of course, Xiao Shuo played with me, and the rules were slightly changed. If anyone loses, they will write articles, poetry, songs and essays are fine... Therefore, I reluctantly wrote more than thirty five-character poems!"

Well…

Cao Shu was stunned when he heard this. Damn, how shameless!

He said that he lost and wrote an article, and wrote more than 30 five-character poems. Do Li Bai, Du Fu, Bai Juyi and others agree? Can we have some face?

Cao Shu really couldn't stand it anymore.

Well... Landlord? It seems to be a folk game, right?

Emperor Liu Hong thought a little, and it seemed that he could write such a chapter, and Suoer and Bian'er had experienced the sufferings of the people a lot!

Suddenly, because of the three words "Doudizhu", Emperor Liu Hong thought of the sentence "There is no idle land in the world, and the farmer still starves to death..."

Huh… Breathe gently.

The people have suffered for a long time. Humph, I am also suffering! They forced the people to farm 90% of the people, but they did not pay me a penny. This is deceiving the emperor! This is despising the imperial power!

"Your Majesty, this Landlord..." Qiao Xuan wanted to say something...

Emperor Liu Hong waved his hand, "Bian'er, Shuo'er, are you writing poetry? Are you going deep into the folk to learn materials? Wouldn't that be very hard? It's very dangerous?"

After being mentioned by his father, Liu Bian subconsciously felt that he was going to be miserable...

He has to show how difficult it is for him to learn from materials, and it is even more difficult to learn from materials in the folk... Oh, I'm so miserable!

Thinking of this, Liu Bian felt wronged...

"Yes, it's very miserable for the children and their novels to penetrate into the people... But what's wrong with the child being in danger in order to let the father know the truth?"

Damn…

Cao Shu cursed in his heart, Liu Bian, in the world of pretending, I would like to regard you as the strongest!

Who knows.

With a "bang", Emperor Liu Hong slapped the table heavily, his face gloomy. Obviously, he was angry!

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Chapter completed!