Chapter 323 Your Majesty's words are serious, as the so-called thunder, rain and dew are all
Chapter 323
Yang Qian opened his eyes and slowly sat up. What he saw was not the camp he was familiar with, nor was it the strong smell of a rough old man.
The elegant fragrance lingered on the tip of my nose, and I was covered with a soft and warm quilt. Beside me, there were several high-pitched voices talking in low voices.
Eunuch Wang couldn't help but be happy when he saw Yang Qian sitting up and looking around with a confused look on his face.
"Oh, my little ancestor, you are finally awake..."
"Eunuch Wang, where is this? Where am I?" Yang Qian rubbed his eyes and asked uncertainly.
"This is His Majesty's temporary visit. Yesterday, Yang Xiaoguan, you made a big splash."
"???" Seeing the malicious smile on Eunuch Wang's face, Yang Qian had a bad feeling.
"Am I crazy for drinking too much?"
"..." Wang Gonggong couldn't help but feel happy when he saw the frightened look on Yang Qian's face. "That's natural. You pointed at the moon in front of His Majesty, and you didn't say it was a lantern."
Yang Qian's whole body felt bad. "No, there was obviously no moon yesterday."
"Master Yang... there was indeed no moon at the beginning, but you didn't know that your Majesty asked the people from the Taiyue Department to start singing your song "Shui Diao Ge Tou*Ming Yue"."
"Guess what, I sang a few lines just now, as if an immortal heard it..."
The prince raised his hands and made an exaggerated gesture.
"I saw the dark clouds disperse in all directions, and the bright moon appeared in the sky above the literary feast. Tsk, tsk, tsk, that scene really shocked people."
"Some people have heard that it was your masterpiece, Yang Xiaoguan, that alarmed the immortals in the Moon Palace in the sky. They specially wanted to take a look and listen to this masterpiece that will be immortalized forever."
Looking at the prince who was so excited that he couldn't help himself, Yang Qian rubbed his face and then noticed that in his consciousness, he was reminded that the task was completed.
"That means I was the leader of last night's cultural feast?"
The prince was delighted. "That's not all, Yang Xiaoguan, your "Shui Tiao Ge Tou*Ming Yue" has become a big hit, and your Majesty has done a good job of promoting your song "Wang Jiangnan" for you."
"It's a pity that our family has sent you back according to His Majesty's order, so we can't witness that scene with our own eyes..."
While talking, footsteps were heard, and a eunuch came to the door and poked his head inside.
"Young official Yang is awake. Just in time, His Majesty has ordered you to come and see him."
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After washing and tidying up his clothes, Yang Qian followed the eunuch. Along the way, he met many bodyguards, as well as eunuchs and palace concubines.
Anyone who got to know him would look over and over again and point.
Yang Qian could only walk forward facing those pairs of envious, jealous and hateful eyes.
The eunuch stopped outside the door. The eunuch guarding the door smiled at Yang Qian in a friendly manner and said, "Your Majesty has given instructions. When Yang Xiaoguan comes, just go in."
Having said that, Yang Qian felt that he still couldn't lose his etiquette. He coughed twice before crossing the threshold, then lifted up his front and entered the house.
"Aiya, who is here?" Yang Guang, who was talking and laughing loudly with more than a dozen distinguished nobles and nobles, his face glowing red, looked at the door and said with a smile.
"I see your Majesty..." Yang Qian lowered his head and took a few steps forward, saluting respectfully.
"Sit down, little Yang Qing's house, have you sobered up?" Yang Guang walked around the imperial desk and walked over, jokingly pointing to the lantern next to him that was not lit because it was daytime.
"Xiao Yangqing's family, what is this?"
"..." Yang Qian's eyes fell dullly on the lantern, and he felt bad. Mr. Emperor, what do you mean?
"Last night, you recognized the bright moon in the sky as this thing. Hahaha..." Yang Guang laughed with a wicked look on his face, patting Yang Qian's shoulder while laughing.
Among the distinguished nobles, some smiled with joy in others' misfortunes, such as Yu Wenshu, some smiled implicitly, such as Yu Shiji, and some smiled helplessly, such as his own father Yang Ning.
"My lord, that was a drunken gaffe. It's uncountable." Yang Qian muttered in a low voice with a dark face.
Yu Wenshu walked over and said with a look of joy in others' misfortune.
"Yes, I also feel that Mr. Yang Xiaolang has always had a sharp ear and eyesight. He can mistake a lantern for the bright moon, and then mistake the bright moon for a lantern. Such behavior must be due to his drunkenness."
As soon as this statement came out, there was another burst of noisy laughter, and of course it was accompanied by Yang Qian's black face that was so embarrassed that he couldn't help himself.
"Okay, no more teasing Xiao Yangqing's family. He is a major contributor to this literary feast. Without him, I would not be in such a good mood."
Following Yang Guang's words, all the ministers and workers retreated and stood still.
"I'm very happy that you have wiped out the face of many people who think highly of themselves, are arrogant and rude for the court."
Yang Guang did not name them directly, but the arrogant and rude people he mentioned were probably those members of the aristocratic families who were here last night.
"I have previously issued an edict that the person who is the leader of this literary feast and has no official position can be an official in the court, with an official rank of eight."
"Those with official positions, those below the fifth rank, can be directly promoted to two ranks. I still remember that the first official position awarded to Xiao Yangqing's family was Xie Lulang, the eighth rank, right?"
"Your Majesty has such a good memory, I can hardly remember it..." Yang Qian glanced at Yang Guang with a faint look.
Ha... Xie Lvlang, I didn't even serve as Xie Lvlang for a quarter of an hour, and you demoted me to the school secretary directly.
"You kid, don't talk nonsense. It's obvious that your words are full of resentment. But this time you have made great contributions to the court, and I will certainly not hesitate to reward you."
"You are now, oh yes, secretary man. I remember correctly."
"Your Majesty has a really good memory." Yang Qian was really helpless about Yang Guang's wicked way of joking.
"In this case, from today onwards, you are no longer the editor, but the editor. Come and announce the decree."
Yu Shiji smiled and saluted Yang Guang first, and then faced Yang Qian. Yang Qian straightened his clothes and prostrated himself in the room.
"My disciple: Secretary and Provincial Secretary Yang Qian, a man of great erudition and talent..."
Secretary Zuo Zuo Lang, a seventh-rank official, is located under Secretary Zuo Zuo Lang.
Yang Qian, the school secretary who had hardly ever been to the secretarial department to attend a formal class for a day, was promoted again, and he was promoted to two ranks in a row. The school secretary of the ninth rank became the writing assistant of the seventh rank.
The reward is not only promotion, but also wealth, including thousands of silks, hundreds of slaves, and hundreds of hectares of land.
Such a reward is not unkind. After Yang Qian naturally thanked him, he solemnly thanked Yang Guang.
Looking at the young Yang Qing who couldn't hide his excitement, Yang Guang stroked his thick beard and asked with a smile.
"I have said before that if you can win the first place, you can make a request to me."
"Your Majesty said something serious, as the saying goes, thunder, rain and dew..." Yang Qian hadn't finished speaking yet.
They saw Yang Guang sitting on the couch holding his belly and laughing, while Yu Shiji next to him also shook his head.
On the contrary, all the ministers and workers seemed a little confused. What are they doing?
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