Chapter 85 These seven steps into a poem, a good ability to brag
Chapter 85
"The common people thanked Your Majesty..." Yang Qian saluted Yang Guang, feeling happy in his heart.
At this moment, the neon fonts in my consciousness have gradually disappeared without a trace.
Only two treasure chests with simple shapes were left, which made Yang Qian feel relaxed and happy.
Yang Guang smiled heartily and nodded appreciatively to Yang Qian.
"Since you are a tribute to Xingyang, you are no longer comparable to a commoner. Do you understand? Yang Qing..."
"I thank you, Your Majesty." Yang Qian was naturally obedient, and he immediately pushed the mountain of gold over the jade pillar and bowed to Yang Guang.
All the ministers who had been flattering Yang Guang just now suddenly fell silent. The emperor really valued this young man who was still young.
Yang Guang smiled and stroked his thick beard. "By the way, how old are you, Yang Qing?"
"Your Majesty, I have just turned fifteen at the turn of spring and summer this year." Yang Qian replied respectfully.
"Fifteen, the year of the dancing elephant, is really rare..."
Yang Guang didn't know what he was thinking of, so he didn't say anything clearly. Instead, he chatted cordially with Yang Qian for a few more words, and then signaled that he could leave.
The moment he stepped into the dragon boat, Yang Qian felt as if his whole body had lost several kilograms.
At this moment, he heard the voice of greeting coming from behind him and looked back.
Then he saw his uncle Han Shi'er striding ahead, followed by Gao Shiqian and a slightly handsome middle-aged man.
With a slap on Yang Qian's shoulder, Han Shi'er was so excited that he forgot everything and started talking nonsense.
"Good boy, you are awesome, you are so awesome, you are much better than your father.
Just these seven steps to write a poem, and my ability to brag and flatter people really allows me, my uncle, to brag to others for the rest of my life."
The smile on Yang Qian's face disappeared instantly. Is this uncle a little confused? I obviously rely on my real ability to make a living, right?
"...This is not just a boast, right?"
"Okay, let's not blow, we won't blow..." Han Shi'e said cheerfully.
Yang Qian's face became darker and darker, and no matter how hard he heard these words, he felt uncomfortable.
Fortunately, Gao Shilian, a well-spoken cultural figure, also arrived.
First, he exchanged greetings with Han Shi'er, then looked at Yang Qian and sighed.
"My dear nephew, I really didn't expect that I would stop at Zhukou of Bancheng this night.
Talents from several counties gathered together, but you were the only one who made a huge fortune in front of His Majesty."
"By the way, come on, my dear nephew, come over and meet Duke Tang. Duke Tang is close friends with my uncle, and he is also a close friend with your father..."
Yang Qian looked at this man with short beard and white face, slightly bloated figure.
But it can still be seen that he must have been a very handsome middle-aged official in his youth.
However, in terms of handsomeness, he is at least three to four points worse than his own father, Yang Ning.
Li Yuan looked at Yang Qian with admiration and smiled.
"Your father and I are also close friends. If you don't give up, how about calling Li an uncle just like you call your great uncle?"
"I have heard Brother Yang Xian talk about his Qilin son before, and today I finally got a glimpse of the Yang family's Qilin son.
Sure enough, what he said is true. It is much better than the few aggressive and fierce dogs in my house."
When he heard Li Yuan, the founding emperor of the Tang Dynasty, describe the future Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty as a dog, Yang Qian really had the urge to burst into laughter.
"If you ever have the chance to come to Dongdu, don't forget to come look for your Uncle Li, you know?"
After Li Yuan chatted with Yang Qian for a few words, he dropped this sentence and then left with Gao Shilian.
"Uncle, this Tang Gong is so friendly to his nephew, what's going on?" Yang Qian grabbed the old uncle Han Shi'er beside him.
That's all Gao Shilian did. But Li Yuan was a grand duke and a relative of the emperor, so there was no need to show kindness to a young boy like him.
"Perhaps because my nephew is so handsome, he plans to recruit you as his son-in-law..."
The uncle, who was still in a happy state of confusion, said without thinking.
"...Haha, uncle, you'd better go back quickly, Qian has to say goodbye first."
Yang Qian saluted his uncle with a darkened face, turned around and rushed towards the Xingyang people who were slowly leaving.
You shouldn't talk about such a topic that requires using your brain with this uncle who has extremely obvious violent characteristics and is more good at using his hands than his brain.
"Hey, you kid, why are you running around? Don't forget to go to Dongdu to see your aunt and cousin when you have time, you know?..."
If you don’t understand why Li Yuan wants to show kindness to you, then put this issue aside for now.
What's more, being able to get to know Li Yuan will only be good for him and not harmful. Yang Qian is very sure about this.
When they returned to the team, the prefect Wang Wei looked at Yang Qian with a clearly amiable look.
With a kind smile that wanted to treat Yang Qian as his own son, he looked at Yang Qian and stood on his head.
I only have one biological father, and that is Yang Ning.
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When Yang Qian left the Yang Mansion in Daze Village, he was almost empty-handed except for a box of golden eggs.
But when he came back, there were hundreds of copper coins and a hundred bolts of silk on the carriage.
When I heard that my elder brother had been praised by the emperor and given generous rewards, my mother, Han, was so excited that she didn't know what to do.
He dragged Yang Qian, who had just entered the mansion, to the ancestral hall in the backyard to offer incense and sacrifices to his ancestors in order to report the good news to them.
Later, Han listened to Yang Qian's story about the whole process from when he boarded the dragon boat to meet the emperor to when he was praised for his poems.
He told it once, twice, and three times, until Yang Qian himself felt a little desperate, but his mother, Han, still listened with interest and did not feel tired at all.
The butler Uncle Song and a group of Yang family servants on the side were also very excited.
This made Yang Qian very desperate. He really wanted to put a tape recorder here so that he could lie down for a while.
"Madam, madam, the eldest lady's letter..." Finally a servant arrived, allowing Yang Qian to breathe a sigh of relief.
"And this is what my uncle asked me to give to you."
After the servant handed the letter to his wife, he took off the package he was carrying and handed it to Yang Qian.
When he opened it, he saw that it was the entire "Bole Xiangma Jing". Looking at several volumes, Yang Qian couldn't help but look happy.
"That's great, you are indeed my brother-in-law."
"You brat, if your sister hears this, it would be strange if she doesn't deal with you..."
Han glared at Yang Qian and then read the letter with interest.
"Your sister said everything is fine, so I don't need to worry about you. It's just that your brother-in-law has a lot of things to do.
So I can’t get away for the time being, so I’ll come back and take a look when I have time.”
Yang Qian smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, if the child has some free time, he should really visit his sister and brother-in-law.
Last time I went to Xingyang and back, I was in such a hurry that I didn’t even have a chance to visit..."
"Just as it should be..." Han folded the letter with satisfaction and was about to stuff it into the envelope.
But he saw the servant who delivered the letter standing there with a hesitant look on his face, as if he was hesitant to speak.
"What, what's the matter?" Han asked the servant in a pleasant tone.
"Madam, I'm at Uncle Xingyang's shop..." After saying this, the servant looked around.
The smile on Mr. Han's face gradually faded, and he nodded slightly towards the housekeeper, Uncle Song: "Uncle Song, let everyone disperse..."
Yang Qian did not move, sitting in his original position, waiting for the servant to speak.
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