Emperor Xuan waved his hand and said, "We'll talk about poetry later. I asked you to come here today because I have something to ask you." "Let me introduce you first. These two are my son and daughter. They have long heard of your talent, so they clamored to come with you. You don't mind, do you?" "No, no..." Good fellow, this is the little Prince Fu and the little princess. Ning Chen said, looking at the prince and the ninth princess, and said with a smile: "Nice to meet you! My name is Lan Xing." The prince smiled and said, "Xuan Hong, I have heard of you for a long time!" The uncle is called Tian Xuan, and the son is called Xuan Hong. It's a bit strange. But Ning Chen didn't think much about it. The ninth princess snorted and turned her head away. Ning Chen had a question mark on his forehead. What's going on? The uncle's daughter doesn't seem to like him?
Tian Xuan's face sank slightly, "Don't be rude!" Ning Chen smiled and said, "It's okay... It's normal for children to have some personality." The ninth princess became even angrier, thinking that you are only one year older than me, why are you pretending to be so old-fashioned? Emperor Xuan shook his head and laughed, saying: "Lan Xing, do you remember the three countermeasures you gave me before?" Ning Chen nodded, three countermeasures, three hundred taels of silver, how could he not remember? Xuantian said: "Then which strategy do you think is better if it is to be implemented?" Ning Chen looked confused, "Uncle, this is up to the current emperor to decide, it's useless to ask me." "Isn't this just a casual chat? Tell me." Ning Chen thought for a while and said: "If it were me, I would use two countermeasures at the same time." "Beat them up first... uh, I mean, beat those bandits in Tuoluo first, beat them up... and then open up the trade, let them use war horses to exchange for winter supplies." "If we open the trade directly, the people of Tuoluo will think we are afraid of them... So, hitting a stick and then giving a sweet date, using both kindness and force, is the kingly way." Emperor Xuan laughed heartily. "Okay, okay... I didn't make a mistake, Lan Xing, you have the talent to govern the world!" After Emperor Xuan finished speaking, he glanced at the prince. The prince was ashamed. His father had asked him this question before... but he didn't answer it. He finally understood why his father brought him here today... to learn. Ning Chen said modestly: "Uncle, you are too kind. I was just talking nonsense." Emperor Xuan waved his hand and said: "Lan Xing, it is a good thing to have talent, don't be too modest." "Today I am looking for you for another thing... I recently got a good work, can you comment on it?"
Ning Chen nodded, "Uncle, please speak!" Emperor Xuan pondered for a moment and said: "Shengde Fang welcomes the trees, and the gentle wind gradually spreads. The people are busy farming, and the earth gives blessings." Ning Chen was stunned for a moment. He had never heard of the last two sentences, but the first two sentences were Sima Guang's poems... the guy who smashed the jar to save people. Is there a Sima Guang in this world? No, if there was Sima Guang in this world, the last two lines of this poem would not have been wrong. Could it be that someone, like me, also traveled through time, but only remembered the first two lines of this poem... and the last two lines were made up by him on the spur of the moment? Emperor Xuan did not notice that Ning Chen's face was not right, and said to himself: "The first two lines of this poem are good works, but I think the last two lines are too bad." Ning Chen restrained his thoughts and said: "Uncle, who wrote this poem?" Emperor Xuan's eyes became a little strange. He said slowly: "This poem was written by Ning Gan, the third place winner of this year's exam." Ning Chen was stunned. Damn... How is this possible? He thought of all the possibilities, but he didn't expect that this poem was written by Ning Gan. Emperor Xuan looked at Ning Chen's reaction with interest. "Lan Xing, do you know who this Ning Gan is?" Of course I know, a sinister villain with a vicious mind, Ning Chen said in his heart. But he remained calm on the surface, saying: "Didn't uncle just say that? He is the third place winner of this year's imperial examination." The corner of Emperor Xuan's mouth twitched slightly. This kid is quite good at pretending. Suddenly, Ning Chen's eyes narrowed. He remembered one thing. The night before he went to the general's mansion, he planned to write a poem to General Chen, but he felt that several poems were not suitable... Among them, this poem seemed to be one. Yes, there was indeed... He only wrote two sentences at that time. He understood that he did not throw away the draft after writing it... He went to the general's mansion early the next morning, and Ning Gan should have entered his room at that time. This grandson stole his poem, revised it himself, and took it to fool the emperor during the palace examination. Ning Gan, Ning Gan, you put the Black King of Hell on my bed and wanted to kill me... Then don't blame me for reciprocating. "Uncle, what is the name of this poem?" Emperor Xuan said: "Yongdi."
Ning Chen's mouth twitched. This poem describes the scene of spring, when all things revive, farmers cultivate, and the country is peaceful and the people are safe. But it is not impossible to have a relationship with the emperor... After all, the country is peaceful and the people are safe, and it is also good for the emperor to lead. Emperor Xuan asked: "Lan Xing, what do you think of this poem?" Ning Chen smiled and said: "The first two sentences of this poem are good, but the last two sentences are not in the right rhythm, and they are nonsense." Emperor Xuan nodded, he also thought so. "Uncle, I dare to help polish this poem." The person in front of him is the King of Fu. If you polish it yourself and this poem reaches the ears of His Majesty... you Ning Gan will have to bear the reputation of being unskilled and unlearned. If a scholar has the same name, his reputation will be ruined... Not only will he be scorned by others, but it will also be difficult for him to get promoted in the future. Ning Gan, if you are in the first grade of junior high school, don't blame me for being in the fifteenth grade... Ning Chen sneered in his heart. Emperor Xuan's eyes lit up. The prince was the same, looking at Ning Chen expectantly. After all, Ning Chen is famous now, and with his polish, this poem will definitely reach a higher level. Emperor Xuan nodded, "Lanxing, just polish it up and let these two insignificant children like me see your talent." The prince didn't react at all, he was used to being disliked by Emperor Xuan. The Ninth Princess rolled her eyes, thinking that if she had known better, she would not have come. Ning Chen thought for a while, clapped his hands and said, "Yes!" Emperor Xuan said urgently: "Speak quickly." Ning Chen slowly spoke: "Shengde welcomes the trees, and the soft wind gradually spreads. The generals who save the land will take advantage of them, and they will destroy the already heard songs." Emperor Xuan's eyes shone brightly, and he whispered: "The general who saved the land will do the best, and he will destroy the poem he has heard... Good, good poem!" The prince also recited it several times, his face full of excitement, and he couldn't help but say: "Wonderful, wonderful... This poem has been polished by Mr. Lan, and it is another rare masterpiece." "Then Ning Gan has the talent to explore flowers, Mr. Lan has the talent to be the number one scholar... no, he has the talent to be a great scholar." The Ninth Princess's beautiful eyes turned and she looked at Ning Chen in surprise. Although this person was annoying in his words, he was extremely talented... After he polished this poem, it was completely a new masterpiece. My father-in-law doesn’t know if you understand? But with a flattering smile on his face, he smiled like a eunuch... No, he was just a eunuch. Emperor Xuan Long Yan was delighted, looked at the prince, and said: "Hong'er, you will learn more from Lan Xing in the future, do you understand?"