Wenweng Academy.

Jiuqu Pavilion.

The sky is full of stars.

A lotus pond.

A lamp.

A pot of wine.

Two people.

Two old men with gray hair.

One of the old men was concentrating on writing, while the old man opposite him stretched his neck and looked at it very carefully.

It seemed that it was uncomfortable to look like this, so the old man stood up and sat on the right head of the old man writing.

He was still holding a glass of wine in his hand.

He seemed to have forgotten to drink.

Although his eyelids were a little drooping, his old eyes were still clear, and he did not leave the paper even when he moved his position.

His gaze seemed to be stuck by the words on the paper.

His thin face gradually became a whim of redness due to his excitement.

He is the eldest scholar of Mei Fangximei from Wenweng Academy!

As a great scholar, he is of course a knowledgeable person.

It is extremely difficult for a great scholar who has lived to be this age to be excited.

The sage has seen through it.

Poetry and articles are also thoroughly written.

I will also play with romantic affairs in this life.

So, he came to Shuzhou more than ten years ago, Wenweng Academy, and refused the gentry and wealthy families in Shuzhou to be the chief of the academy. He became a teacher with peace of mind.

He devoted himself to teaching and educating people here.

I left the scenery I had seen in the past behind me.

Even the state affairs of Ningguo were no longer concerned about the past sadness.

He has hidden here.

It was already calm.

I have never been in a state of cold and heat.

But at this moment, he looked at the pen that was wandering on the paper and the traces of the pen tip, and he realized that his already calm heart was actually excited again-

The one who writes is the flowers of the past!

Hua Manting wrote a poem!

The title of the lyrics is "Break the Array!"

This is the sixteenth poem written by Li Chenan last year’s Mid-Autumn Festival!

The name Li Chenan was introduced to Shuzhou at the end of last year.

It is precisely because of the fifteen poems he wrote during the Mid-Autumn Festival that made the Emperor appoint him as a poetic immortal!

He knew those fifteen poems, even those that Li Chenan had written earlier, who were introduced to Chongqing Prefecture.

After all, such poetry is unparalleled in the world.

He admires it very much.

I admire it very much.

But I was still unable to get the sixteenth poem written by Li Chenan on the Mid-Autumn Festival and felt regretful. However, I didn’t expect that Hua Manting came here today, and he actually knew the sixteenth poem!

This is certainly another excellent word.

Watching the sword with a light while drunk,

Dreaming of blowing horns and camping.

Eight hundred miles apart,

Fifty-strings turn the outer sound.

Autumn soldiers on the battlefield.

That young man, who was only eighteen years old, actually wrote such a sonorous and heroic lyrics, which made Mei Fangxi feel a little unbelievable.

But I have to believe it!

After Hua Manting finished writing this poem, he put down the pen in his hand, turned his head and looked at Mei Fangxi, and smiled slightly:

"I will clear the affairs of the king and win the reputation of his life and death, and it will be a waste of time... This is a regret with unfulfilled ambitions!"

"You understand why I'm here to find you?"

Mei Fangxi did not answer.

He took this character and read it carefully three times.

The ink on the paper had dried up, so he carefully put the paper away and put it in his arms, then he also looked at Hua Manting:

"If you answer my two questions, I will agree to all your requests."

Hua Manting raised her eyebrows and raised her hand: "You ask!"

"The girl riding a donkey beside Li Chenan is really the daughter of you and Xiao Mantou?"

"yes!"

Mei Fangxi pondered for three breaths and asked again: "For your son-in-law to ascend the throne to the emperor?"

"No, for Ningguo!"

Mei Fangxi's old eyes narrowed slightly: "I remember Wen Zhuoyu once had an evaluation of you."

"How did he evaluate me?"

"He said you are actually a mean, ruthless person!"

Hua Manting stroked his long beard and smiled slightly: "He was right!"

"Since he is a mean, ruthless and ruthless person, how could he suddenly care about the country and the country?"

Hua Manting picked up the wine glass and took a sip, then said:

"Maybe it's old!"

"Maybe I finally found someone with a consistent temperament."

Mei Fangxi frowned in her eyebrows: "That's it?"

"Or what do you think?"

Mei Fangxi took a deep breath, "Li Chenan, is it Queen Lu's son?"

"no!"

"Then whose son is he?"

"Is this important?"

Mei Fangxi pondered for a few breaths, "Are the eldest son really alive?"

"really!"

"Who is the eldest son of the emperor?"

"Only Fan Taohua, He Xishan and Qin Huaiyu know this!"

Mei Fangxi stared at the flower manting:

"But Fan Taohua is already dead. He Xishan went to Yue Kingdom, Qin Huaiyu... It is said that he also died in Changle Palace. There is indeed a temple on the Xishan Mountain, and that temple is indeed called Jishan Temple."

After a pause, Mei Fangxi leaned over and said, "But that's an empty temple!"

"He Xishan really lived in Jishan Temple for nearly twenty years, but that child was no longer in Jishan Temple seventeen years ago!"

Hua Manting suddenly laughed: "I think when Li Chen'an arrives at Xishan, He Xishan will come back, and the eldest son of the emperor... will come back too!"

Mei Fangxi was slightly stunned, "What do you mean... the eldest son of the emperor was sent to Yue by He Xishan 17 years ago?"

"This probably won't be. I just think that if the prince dies or doesn't come back, Mrs. Fan will not make so many arrangements in Shuzhou, nor will she let Li Chenan come to Shuzhou."

"Since she tried every means to let Li Chenan come, of course she had to fulfill Queen Lu's long-cherished wish."

Mei Fangxi thought for a moment, "How do you conclude that Mrs. Fan did all this to get the eldest son back to his throne?"

"Don't forget that Li Chen'an is the future son-in-law of Zhongli's mansion after all!"
To be continued...