All the martial arts ministers were amazed.

If everyone was just curious about the Snow Appreciation Conference in Luyuan because of the Emperor Shang, now the youngest son of the Chen family has completely aroused everyone's interest.

"By the way, I remember that Marshal Xing accepted a disciple seven or eight years ago. Doesn't he happen to be the eldest son of the Chen family?"

A general sitting down suddenly remembered something and said.

"Yes, I also remembered it when you said that."

Others also agreed.

"Let me ask you, what is the content of the article about Lu Yuan winning the championship?"

At this moment, on the high dragon throne, Emperor Shang spoke again.

As soon as the voice fell, there was a sudden silence in the hall, and everyone looked at the Jinwu Guard.

Not to mention the civil servants in the palace, even the generals were quite curious at this time.

"The Queen Mother has a decree. She has already asked me to make a copy of the poem and bring it to you."

The Jin Wuwei did not dare to neglect, took out the rice paper with four lines of poetry written on it, held it in both hands, and held it high.

Emperor Dashang waved his hand, and the eunuch who was close to him came forward to take the piece of rice paper. After receiving Emperor Dashang's approval, he immediately read it out loud:

"The plum blossoms are three cents whiter than the snow, but the snow is less fragrant than the plum blossoms."

"Different peaches and plums are mixed with fragrant dust, and they scatter to make the universe clear for thousands of years."

As soon as the voice fell, the entire hall fell into silence at first, and then everyone's eyes brightened.

"Good poetry, really good poetry! Such a good poem is definitely a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation!"

Many literary experts present immediately recognized the extraordinary artistic conception of this poem.

"What a sentence, 'Scattering the universe for thousands of years.' This sentence alone has fully understood the essence of my Confucianism. Brother Chen, you have given birth to a good son!"

Nearest to Chen Zongxi, a civil servant first raised the cup in his hand and congratulated him sincerely.

"I didn't expect that your master has such a great talent. I'm really happy and congratulated!"

Soon, another Ministry of Household official also raised the cup in his hand and congratulated him.

In just a moment, all the civil and moral officials in the hall, except Xie Mingyuan, stood up to congratulate each other, and for a while they drank and drank, and it was very lively.

Chen Zongxi had always been left out in the cold at all the previous winter sacrificial ceremonies and palace meetings. This was the first time that so many important officials from the imperial court had bowed down to congratulate him. Even many military generals stood up and came specifically to congratulate him.

"Chen Zongxi, you have taught your son well and conveyed my will. I will reward you with a hundred taels of gold, three hundred pieces of snow brocade, and a pair of white jade rhinoceros horns."

At this time, the Great Shang Emperor on the dragon throne spoke, pushing the atmosphere to a climax.

Forget about gold and snow brocade, but a pair of white jade rhinoceros horns is of great importance. They are made by the royal family and represent supreme glory. It is obvious that the emperor Longyan is very happy and is very satisfied with the Chen family.

Only Xie Mingyuan was sitting on the seat, his face turning blue and white, and his expression was ugly.
Chapter completed!