Lushan.

Saint Pavilion.

"No more, no more..."

Wang Yangming, a native of Baimeishan who was holding the white chess piece, looked at his old friend Jian Yuyan's thoughtful look on his brows, then casually threw away the chess piece in his hand and said, "Brother Jian is restless, hesitant about his moves, and his moves are dull. Are you worried about Zian?"

Jian Yuyan, who was wearing a green shirt, also threw the black stones in his hand on the chessboard: "Zi'an will have a hard time with this level. I have deduced all the possibilities recently, but none of them are ideal for him."

Don't look at the fact that these two great scholars did not serve as officials, but no matter whether they were important matters in the court or trivial matters of ordinary people, they could not escape their eyes.

Wang Yangming smiled and said: "Since you are worried about Zian, why don't you come forward? No matter who is in the court, they will sell your face, right? You can resolve Zian's current difficulties with just one word."

Jian Yuyan shook his head, with a hint of indifference between his brows: "It's easy to hide from open guns, but hard to guard against hidden arrows. Since Zian has chosen to return to Chang'an, he must have thought about the fact that he will be made things difficult by some people."

"Sigh, it's hard to break this situation. Zian has been tricked by those old foxes."

Wang Yangming sighed.

"If Zian fails this time, then I will come forward to protect him, find him a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, and teach him to practice the way of a saint with peace of mind. As long as he sets foot in that realm, he will be able to escape from the strife, and the general trend of the world cannot be against him.

.”

Jian Yuyan would definitely not watch his favorite disciple being destroyed. He had also considered Li Nuo's options.

"In that case, why are you still worried?"

Wang Yangming asked.

Jian Yuyan said helplessly: "I'm just afraid that Zi'an is too stubborn and won't look back until he breaks through Nanshan."

"Hahaha……"

Wang Yangming laughed.

Jian Yuyan waved his hand: "Zian has not asked us for help until now, so he should probably have a way to deal with the current situation. By the way, at the Lishan Cultural Banquet, he wrote a peach blossom poem to Du Yan, which actually annoyed the old guy.

The state of mind is broken, I am really curious..."

There is no airtight wall in the world.

Li Nuo's poem made Du Yan burst into tears. In addition to Qingyang, many scholars saw this.

Jian Yuyan had been itching all over her body these past few days and wanted to find out more, but she couldn't bear to ask.

Wang Yangming was also interested and said: "What's the difficulty? You'll know when I ask. Hehe, to be honest, I also want to know..."

Jian Yuyan was overjoyed, cupped her hands and said, "Then I'll leave it to Brother Wang."

Wang Yangming's eyebrows surged with literary energy. When he pointed a little, he saw the literary energy surge out and turned into a literary crane, flying towards the Du Mansion.

A few moments.

A similar flying crane landed in the pavilion.

Jian Yuyan stretched out her neck and asked hurriedly: "How!"

"Haha, why don't you come here? Let me take a closer look!"

As Wang Yangming thought, Wen He disappeared between his brows.

However, the smile on his face suddenly froze, and then his face darkened, and he couldn't help but cursed, "Old man, you don't even give me my face, I'm so angry!"

Jian Yuyan couldn't laugh or cry.

Wang Yangming said bitterly: "Old man Du is so unloyal! It's just a poem, is it necessary to hide it like this? Brother Jian, why don't you go and ask Zian directly?"

Jian Yuyan shook his head: "That's inappropriate."

Wang Yangming sighed: "Then let's not mention this matter. What do you think of the opposition to the prince? The court is very lively these days, and those old people are still urging me to invite the mountain chief to come out!"

Jian Yuyan frowned slightly: "His Majesty's temperament has become more and more unpredictable in recent years... Alas, you and I, people in the mountains and plains, there is no harm in listening to and seeing the affairs of the court, but don't interfere."

Wang Yangming, on the other hand, did not give the emperor any face and cursed: "Compared with the late emperor, Jingshun's methods of governing the country are still inferior. The Great Rites Conference was already treasonous. It is a pity that Lin Shangshu was imprisoned... Now he is hesitant about the foundation of the country.

Undecided, the demon barbarians in the northern region have been making small moves in recent times, which is really causing internal and external troubles. And Prime Minister Cui, as the chief minister of the cabinet, does not share the worries of the king, nor does he speak for the courtiers. He just watches with cold eyes, and I don’t know what kind of attention he pays."

"Cui Xiang...don't mention it."

Jian Yuyan showed a wry smile.

This old prime minister, who almost became his father-in-law, actually paid a lot. If he hadn't been in charge of the cabinet, the situation of cliques in the court would have been even more serious.

But these days, Cui Xiang is really keeping a low profile.

He is so low-key that people almost forget that he is the chief minister of the cabinet.

…

Du Fu.

Academician Du Yan has been ill for the past few days, and various forces are competing in the court, so he has just avoided the limelight.

But just now, the Wen He sent by Wang Yangming made his mentality, which he finally calmed down, almost explode again.

He only replied with two words: Get out!

Du Yan sighed and picked up the poem Li Zian gave him again——

In this door last year today,

The peach blossoms on the human face complement each other in red.

I don’t know where the human face is going,

Love and be loved.

…

He is revered as the "Master of Poetry" and "Peach Blossom Layman" by the world. He has written three thousand peach blossom poems, and no one in the world can surpass him.

But little did he know that Li Zian's song "Human Facial Peach Blossom" directly broke his mood.

Seeing this poem, his memory went back to that night more than thirty years ago...

In his mind, the face that made him worried gradually became clear.

Cui Yunyun...

Thirty-five years ago at the Peach Blossom Flowing Water Conference...

He went to Flower Island with Jian Yuyan and other students, admired the flowers and recited poems, feeling proud in the spring breeze. A face with a smile and a smile on his face was revealed through a peach blossom door, which fascinated him deeply. After asking around, he found out that this young man was in his prime.

The girl is Cui Yunyun, the legitimate daughter of the Cui family.

At that time, he and Jian Yuyan were regarded as "double pride".

He originally had a chance to win the beauty. In other words, he had at least a 50% chance.

Unexpectedly, a poor swordsman killed him halfway.

hateful!

finally……

Both he and Jian Yuyan lost, to the abandoned disciple of the Sword Sect named Huang.

Cui Wuhui was furious and beat the mandarin ducks, but what happened was that his beloved daughter eloped with Huang Jiujian...

After chasing and escaping, the pair of fateful mandarin ducks accidentally broke into the territory of the witch clan in the Western Regions. Cui Yunyun was bitten by a poisonous insect, and ultimately no medicine could save him...

This is an extremely rare love charm. The one who falls in love becomes a "living dead", with an ageless appearance but no vitality. And the person who loves her will suffer torture in this lifetime. Unless he no longer loves her and completely forgets her,

To be liberated.

Recalling the past, Du Yan was in a daze, and an old tear unknowingly formed in the corner of his eye.

"master."

Outside the study, a young man called softly.

"What's the matter?"

Du Yan calmed down and asked calmly without raising his head.

Waiter: "According to the master's instructions, we have closed the door to thank guests for the past few days, but there is news from Mr. Zhang, so you must remember to go to court in the future."

"I understand. Just go and reply and tell me that I will go to court on time."

Du Yan sighed.

As the Minister of Rites, there are some things that he must take the lead in.
Chapter completed!