The crowds of people scattered like dark clouds, giving Han Yan a wide enough passage, revealing his youthful appearance that was not as elegant and luxurious.

When Liu Fei saw that it was him, his face changed on the spot.

On that day, Han Yan went to Lingqi Tower and did not wear gorgeous silk, nor did he wear identity copper seals or ribbons when shopping. So Liu Fei only knew that he was a rising star in the world of Ci Fu. At this moment, he suddenly saw his outfit and realized that this guy was a descendant of the princes...

It's so embarrassing-

This was what King Jiangdu thought at this time, which made him involuntarily turn red. He plagiarized other people's works in front of the original author to show off, and even said arrogantly that he had corrected it. How shameless?

In front of everyone, Han Yan was too lazy to pay attention to him, but just saluted respectfully to Emperor Jing of Han, "Han Yan, the evil grandson of Gong Gaohou, paid homage to His Majesty."

"Let's go flat."

Emperor Jing of Han looked at him with a little curiosity. The last time he saw him was two years ago. When he went to the prince's uterus to see Liu Che, he found out that he had such a small playmate around him. Last year, he punished him for his extraordinary skills and tricks. A few days ago, the crown prince sent troops privately, which was disliked by Empress Dowager Dou.

Goodbye today, the young man's eyebrows and eyes grew a little wide, and he had the spirit of a little man. "You just said that after the alchemist chanted this song "Looking at the Sword with a Lamp in Drunk", he also recited a poem. I wonder what a shocking work it was?"

"Report to Your Majesty, this matter is a long story." Han Yan quietly winked at Liu Che who was drinking.

Liu Che has been busy with birthdays these days, and he wished he could use his time in two pieces. He had no time to work on the vocabulary and fu, so he naturally had less preparation. Seeing that the night banquet was about to become a vocabulary and fu conference, the princes were competing with each other, and listened to everyone's compliments, but Liu Che could only smile and be a brother, you are talented. I was also very happy, which made Liu Che so depressed.

Han Yan straightened his back and began to whisper: "A few days ago, there were two great talents in Chang'an City who became famous in Linglu Tower. One was named Nu Yan, who wrote a song "Climbing the Tower" and the other was named Huang Luo. After reading the masterly map of the road made by the painter, he wrote a song "The Road to Shu" on the spot. It was praised as a masterpiece, but his poem seemed to be still unsatisfied, and only made the first half, while the lower one was not circulated. After hearing this, the alchemist filled the second half."

Before Han Yan finished speaking, the princes began to whisper, and all had heard of the good sentence in "The Road to Shu": "You are forty-eight thousand years old and will not be connected with the Qin Pass."

Emperor Jing of Han also pondered for a moment, sighing at the emperor's peerless talent, majestic momentum, and huge mind. He ordered Han Yan under the hall to say, "You continue talking."

"Here." Han Yan responded, and continued: "Actually, King Jiangdu should know the alchemist..."

"..." Liu Fei was demented: "..."

Han Yan made a sound: "You must know each other."

"..." Liu Fei's face flashed under the candlelight, and finally he had to laugh and be submissive.

At this moment, he knew his own pain. It was so uncomfortable to be forced to be driven on the shelves. If he didn't follow Han Yan's words, if he revealed on the spot that you were a fake author and stole other people's essays to achieve success, let alone the ministers will look down on you, even the emperor will be ashamed of you and will make the people of the world underestimate you. This kind of face must not be lost. So he can only respond weakly: "I do know..."

Han Yan nodded in agreement and wanted to say something else, so he heard the impatient Changshan King Liu Shun say unhappy: "Talk about the "Shu Road" made up by the alchemist, and don't swear to others."

Han Yan smiled silently and chanted: "What is the green mud? It's a hundred steps and nine turns around the rocks. I slid my eyes and breathed my feet, and sat with my hands and sighed."

After a pause, he walked around the hall and muttered a word: "I ask you when I will go west? I am afraid of the road and the rocks cannot be reached. But I saw sad birds roaring in ancient trees, and the male flew around the forest. I also heard that the son cried at night, and I was worried about the empty mountains. The difficulty of the Shu road is as difficult as going up to the blue sky, so that people could hear this withering red face!... The sword pavilion is magnificent and towering, and one man is at the pass, and ten thousand men cannot open... The difficulty of the Shu road is as difficult as going up to the blue sky, so I looked around and sighed!"

After finishing the chanting, he had already stood beside Liu Che, ignoring everyone's amazement and praise, and asked Liu Fei with a smile: "King Jiangdu took a closer look. Does the alchemist look similar to the crown prince?"

"..." Liu Fei pursed his lips bitterly, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's because I'm so clumsy, I don't even recognize the alchemist who was the prince..."

coax……

The discussions in the entire tent suddenly rose, believing, not believing, complicated, amazement, and various emotions spread throughout the tent.

Emperor Jing of Han was also shocked and couldn't believe it: "The second half of "Looking at the Sword with a Lamp in Drunk" and "The Road to Shu" was written by Cher?"

Liu Che was confused, but in an instant he realized that Han Yan was praising him and even offending the King of Jiangdu would have to be more majestic. My good second brother - you are the only one, better than thousands of strategists!

Liu Che sighed in his heart, his face was shining, and his whole body was different. He stood up with a smile and said humbly to Emperor Jing of Han: "It is indeed what the child did when he returns to his father."

Emperor Jing of Han was skeptical, and the princes in the tent seemed to believe but not believe. They didn't believe that the crown prince, who had not yet had his hair, had such a literary level, no less than that of Sima Xiangru, Mei Cheng and other top figures in the vocabulary world.

Seeing that everyone was not convinced, Han Yan smiled and stood in the hall again, facing Emperor Jing of Han, explaining: "Your Majesty, the daughter Yan and the emperor's wife are pseudonyms when they hear it. Think carefully."

"Emperor... Everyone in the world should avoid the emperor's name. If the emperor dares to use this word, it must be a royal family. How can ordinary people have the courage to use the word "huang"?"

"Pu... Royal pig, pus--"

Emperor Jing of Han and his ministers suddenly realized that the crown prince's nickname was Liu Yu, and he was not renamed by the emperor until he was seven years old. However, Emperor Jing of Han and the empress, the empress dowager sometimes called him nickname.

"Why isn't the girl Yan? She is homophoned with Yan... What a grandson of Gong Gaohou." Most of the princes were amazed from the bottom of their hearts, while a few were staring at the young Han Yan, impressed by his methods.

First, the "Birthday Songs" by Liu Duan, King Jiaoxi, was in the limelight, and the "Looking at the Sword in the Drunken Lamp" by Liu Fei, King Jiangdu, overshadowed the crown prince and his glory was taken away. He could only drink tea silently in his seat without anyone watching him, and he had to smile and praise others. But as soon as Han Yan came out, he focused everyone's eyes on the crown prince, which showed that his wrist was extraordinary.

The tent was brightly lit, the wine and meat were fragrant, and the silk and bamboo were faint. Liu Che was enjoying the treatment that the prodigal son should have, but Liu Duan's faint voice disturbed his mood, "Brother, since you are the emperor's son, then it means that the poems are just a leisurely thing for you. Why not write a poem on the spot to celebrate the birthday of the father?"

"Yes, yes, the emperor's great talent, I finally have a place to use literature today."

"Jiaoxi King is right..."

"I, I, I, I feel this way..."

The princes agreed with each other, giving Liu Che no room to refuse. Since you are the emperor, you have to prove your talent.

Liu Che, who was proud, felt that he was poured into a pot of cold water, which made him feel cold. He knew nothing about the poems. If Han Yan hadn't taught him those two poems to show off, how could he have the opportunity to show off today?

At a loss, he could only turn his attention to the life-saving straw - Han Yan.

At this moment, the candlelight swayed, the evening breeze blew the willows, and the curtain was lifted up. A petite and cute girl with a lively look in her face, wearing a gorgeous silk skirt entered the tent. When the princes saw this girl, they all tactfully gave way and dared not to collide.

If you want to ask the person who cannot be offended today, the eldest princess Liu Piao is definitely one, the emperor's only sister and Empress Dowager Dou's biological daughter, who is powerful. It is said that even Liu Che's position as crown prince was won by Liu Piao for him.

Liu Piao's only daughter is Chen Ajiao, so she is naturally very spoiled.

"Ajiao has seen her uncle." Chen Ajiao stood beside Liu Che in cheerful little steps and saluted Emperor Jing of Han.

"It's Little Ajiao." Emperor Jing of Han smiled and was very fond of Chen Ajiao. After his thoughts moved, he ordered Liu Che: "You must marry Ajiao as your wife when you become an adult. Why don't you write a poem today to praise your princess?"

"This..." Liu Che was embarrassed.

I had to turn my eyes to Han Yan again, but I saw that Han spoke and wanted to speak, looking at the accent - "Goddess Fu"
Chapter completed!