Chapter 624

Side hall, in the room.

The table was already filled with exquisite dishes, and the fragrance filled the entire hall.

The palace maids were still carrying all kinds of food.

The Queen Mother's eldest grandson was sitting gracefully on the chair next to her, drinking fragrant tea and talking lovingly.

Emperor Nangong Yang stood beside him with an apologetic smile on his face.

After Nangong Huoyue entered the room, Changsun glanced at her and said with a smile, "Huoyue, you've only been here for a while and you can't sit still?"

Nangong Yang also smiled and said, "Sister Huang has not liked being quiet since she was a child. She likes to run around."

Nangong Huoyue said nothing.

At this time, Li Gui bowed his body, walked in with small steps and bowed his head, and respectfully reported: "The Queen Mother, Your Majesty, Your Royal Highness the Eldest Princess, Mr. Luo is here."

The smile on Nangong Yang's face grew stronger and he said, "Please come quickly."

Then he smiled and said, "Mother, how about letting Miss Wan'er discuss poetry with Luo Qing later?"

There was a hint of surprise on Changsun's face: "Luo Qing? Have you made him an official?"

Nangong Yang smiled and said: "With his talent, sooner or later, he will definitely be one of the top three players next spring."

Then he looked at Nangong Huoyue and said, "Sister Huang, what do you think?"

Nangong Huoyue said calmly: "How should I know."

Nangong Yang smiled and said, "Sister Huang should know better than me. I heard that Luo Qing was the most valued staff member of Sister Huang before. Sister Huang even called him teacher and husband."

Changsun was even more surprised: "Oh? Is there such a thing? It seems like he is really capable."

Immediately, she looked at the girl in palace clothes behind her and said, "Wan'er, let's compete with Luo Qing later to see what he is capable of."

The girl in palace clothes lowered her head and said, "Yes, Queen Mother."

At this time, Luo Qingzhou dressed in Confucian robes, walked to the door, bowed his head and cupped his hands and said: "Common man Luo Qingzhou, pay your respects to the Queen Mother, Your Majesty, Your Royal Highness the eldest princess!"

Everyone in the room looked at him.

Changsun stared at his slender body and elegant temperament for a few times, then looked at his handsome face, nodded and said: "Elegant and handsome, full of bookishness, he is indeed a talent valued by His Majesty."

With a smile on his face, Nangong Yang hurriedly waved: "Luo Qing, come in quickly. I just talked about you with the Queen Mother, and the Queen Mother is also very interested in Luo Qing."

Luo Qingzhou walked into the room with his head lowered and stood aside with his hands down.

Changsun said in a kind tone: "Luo Qing, there is no need to be formal. We are not going to court. Just now, His Majesty praised you very highly and said that you are talented and good at poetry, right?"

Luo Qingzhou cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, you are so complimentary. I only understand it a little bit, and I can't say I'm good at it."

Nangong Yang said with a smile: "Luo Qing, why should you be so modest? I have read your test papers several times. By the way, I remember that the imperial sister also admires you very much. We often meet with you. Do we also discuss poetry?"

Luo Qingzhou lowered his head and said, "Yes."

Next to him, Nangong Huoyue was sitting on a chair, drinking tea, his expression majestic and cold, and he did not speak.

Nangong Yang smiled and said, "Sister Huang has just returned from the border. She has been tired all the way. Luo Qing, since you are familiar with Sister Huang, why don't you go and greet her."

Luo Qingzhou immediately stepped forward and bowed his hands, saying, "Qingzhou pays homage to Her Royal Highness, the eldest princess. Your Highness has had a hard journey."

Nangong Huoyue glanced at him and said calmly: "It's not as hard as you. During these days, you often travel back and forth between the outer city and the palace, right?"

Luo Qingzhou lowered his head and said nothing.

Nangong Yang said with a smile on his face: "By the way, Luo Qing, you said you would be loyal to me last time you entered the palace. From now on, you will serve the country and share your worries for me. Don't forget it. In the spring of next year, try to get a good rank in the palace exam. I will definitely give you a few more points.”

Luo Qingzhou immediately bowed his hands and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Changsun glanced at the three of them and saw that the emperor was still talking. He suddenly smiled and said, "Luo Qing, have you heard of the person behind me?"

When Luo Qingzhou heard this, he raised his head and glanced at the girl in palace clothes with delicate features and gentle appearance, then lowered his head and said, "I have never heard of it."

Nangong Yang on the side smiled and said: "Luo Qing, this is how ignorant you are. Miss Wan'er is the most talented woman in my palace. Her attainments in poetry, lyrics and songs are admired even by those in the Hanlin Academy." . The Queen Mother is happy today and wants you to discuss poetry with Miss Wan'er. You are mine, so you can't embarrass me."

Luo Qingzhou lowered his head and said, "I have little talent and little knowledge, so I am no match for Miss Wan'er."

Nangong Yang immediately said: "Hey, we haven't competed yet, why are you saying discouraging words? I was just in front of the Queen Mother and praised you for a long time. If you don't even dare to compete, I will lose my face by you." It’s over.”

Changsun also smiled and said: "Luo Qing, don't be nervous, it's just a discussion. You are the first in Mocheng's examination, so you must be talented. Of course, you may not be good at poetry, but it doesn't matter. Give it a try with Wan'er , even if you lose, it won’t matter.”

At this time, the eldest grandson Wan'er, who was standing behind her, also spoke softly: "Young master Luo, there is no need to be modest. Although I have never heard of your poems, I have heard about the poems of Miss Qin Er for a long time. I admire you very much. I think Mr. Luo is not bad either.”

Nangong Yang smiled at the side and said: "The second Miss Qin is Luo Qing's wife. I remember that the relationship between the emperor and her is also very good, right?"

Nangong Huoyue said calmly: "We just talked a few times."

Nangong Yang smiled, looked at the young man in front of him and said, "Luo Qing, if you have time next time, you can bring your wife into the palace to talk to the Queen Mother and meet Miss Wan'er. Wan'er wants to meet you. My wife, I have admired you for a long time."

Luo Qingzhou raised his head slightly, glanced at him, lowered his head and said, "Yes, Your Majesty."

Changsun smiled and said: "Okay, Wan'er, come and compete with Luo Qing. You can use poems, lyrics, and songs. Whoever wins, I will reward him with this jade bracelet."

As he spoke, he took off a jade bracelet from his wrist.

Nangong Yang smiled and said, "The queen is so generous."

Then he looked at Luo Qingzhou and said, "Luo Qing, it's up to you. You can't embarrass me in front of my mother and the emperor's sister."

Changsun thought for a while and said, "Let's take winter as the theme."

Changsun Wan'er said softly: "Master Luo, you are an honored guest, you go first."

Changsun said: "Wan'er, you should go first and let Luo Qing think for a while."

Changsun Wan'er agreed, looking at the remaining snow in the courtyard outside the window, pondering for a moment, and then said: "The wind is blowing, the clouds are turning cold, the snow is clear at dusk, and the smoke from the river has washed away the lightness of the willow branches. There are several pieces in front of the eaves that no one has swept, and there is a book window. A bright night..."

Nangong Yang praised: "What a poem! Miss Wan'er is really amazing."

Then he looked aside.

Nangong Huoyue also looked over.

Luo Qingzhou pondered for a moment and read: "Thousands of birds have disappeared, and thousands of people have disappeared. A man with a coir raincoat hat is alone in a boat, fishing alone in the snow in the cold river."

As soon as this poem came out, everyone in the room, even the maids in the corner, seemed to have a beautiful scene of empty space, coldness, but arrogance and leisure before their eyes.

The sky and the earth are far away, and everything is silent. On the deep mountain river where there are few people and even the birds are extinct, there is a lone boat and a figure, fishing in the river in the snowflakes all over the sky. It is quiet and lonely, but pure and aloof, and does not cause the fireworks of the world...

This picture is so powerful!

The room was silent for a long time.

Changsun was the first to speak: "Luo Qing's poem seems to make me immediately immerse myself in the scene and see the scene. Although it is cold and lonely, it makes people yearn for that kind of fairyland."

Changsun Wan'er stared blankly at the young scholar in front of her for a while, then lowered her head and said, "Young Master Luo is a great talent. Wan'er is ashamed of this poem."

With a smile on his face, Nangong Yang looked aside and said, "Sister Huang, what do you think of Luo Qing's poem?"

Nangong Huoyue said calmly: "It's okay."

Nangong Yang smiled and said, "Sister Huang's vision is indeed good, and she has chosen a good talent for me, for my Dayan."

Changsun passed the jade bracelet behind her and said, "Wan'er, take it to Luo Qing."

Changsun Wan'er took it in her hand respectfully, then lowered her head and walked to Luo Qingzhou, saying softly: "Master Luo, please accept it."

Luo Qingzhou handed over his hand to thank him and accepted it.

Changsun thought for a while and said: "My Dayan land is rich in resources and has beautiful mountains and clear waters. During the New Year and Spring and Autumn seasons, tourists from neighboring countries come to visit. This second poem by the two of you is based on a certain scenery in my Dayan. Write a poem about it, and if it’s good, you can send someone to write it there for visitors to see, and it can leave a name for eternity.”

Nangong Yang said with a smile: "This is a good title, Queen Mother. During this Taikang feast, many talented people from various countries came with the envoys. At that time, we can also let them see the scenery of our Dayan and the talents of our literati. If it is done If it’s good, we don’t need to say it, the literati will take it back and help us spread it.”

As soon as these words came out, Changsun Wan'er's heart suddenly jumped a few times. She suddenly became a little nervous when she thought that if this poem was well written, it would probably be engraved in the scenery and be famous for generations to come, and it might also bring glory to Dayan.

She had to think carefully about this poem.

Nangong Yang suddenly looked to the side and said: "Luo Qing, this time, you go first. If you win, I will make you the Imperial Companion, and you can enter the palace at any time in the future. You will also come to the Taikang Feast then, Win glory for me, Great Yan.”

Luo Qingzhou pondered for a moment, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty. I just thought of a poem for Mount Tai, looking at the mountains."

Changsun said with a complex expression: "Mount Tai is the first of the seven mountains in our Great Yan Empire. I was lucky enough to visit it once when I was a child. It is indeed as beautiful as a fairyland. Luo Qing, I hope you will not disappoint me."

Luo Qingzhou said: "The Queen Mother said this, I am very frightened."

Nangong Yang smiled at the side and said: "What are you afraid of? Just read it. Even if you do not do well, the Queen Mother will not punish you."

Changsun also smiled and said: "Luo Qing, don't be nervous, I am just expressing my feelings, so just go ahead and recite it."

Changsun Wan'er seemed to have an idea at this time and looked over.

Luo Qingzhou paused and read aloud: "How is Mr. Dai Zong? Qilu is still young. The clock of creation is beautiful, the yin and yang are separated from the dusk. The moon is shining and the clouds are born, and the canthus is returning to the bird. I will be at the top of the mountain, and I can see everyone at a glance. The mountain is small.”

Nangong Huoyue's eyes suddenly looked at him.

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