Shen Zhoujin said: "That's the prince... Ahem, I took him to see the hailstorm, and I only took him with me. I didn't take any of the shadow guards. Then after watching the hailstorm, the prince said he couldn't come back, so I came back. So now...who is protecting the prince?"
The three of them looked at each other.
Then Huo Lingjue said: "Qing Ran should send someone to protect him, right?"
Shen Zhoujin said: "But the prince is a bookworm. When he gets excited, he doesn't know how to ask for people. If He Qingran thinks that he has brought someone here, he may avoid suspicion."
The three of them looked at each other again.
Lu Zhiji's newly established image of Father Shen as a reliable figure collapsed at that time.
Shen Zhoujin said: "No matter what... it's already like this, Xiao Lu, I'll send you there now, you protect the prince, and then you just write to Yu Liancheng... I'll ask the prince what he means, come back Then transfer the prince’s people over.”
Lu Zhiji sighed: "Okay."
So Shen Zhoujin quickly sent Lu Zhiji over.
Fortunately, the prince is a talented man. He has witnessed such a miracle with his own eyes. He has been locked in the room writing articles these days. Although He Qingran did avoid suspicion and did not send anyone to wait on him, so the prince could not eat three meals a day. Fortunately, we didn't encounter any danger.
But when Shen Zhoujin came over, the prince had already finished writing. When he saw her coming, he laughed and showed it to her.
Shen Zhoujin felt very guilty when he saw his disheveled hair and stained face, and quickly signaled Lu Zhiji to find He Qingran and bring two maids and servants to wait on him.
Fortunately, they were already at the inn, and people came soon. They brought water and clothes for the prince to wash and change, and brought food out for him to eat. The prince fell asleep after eating, and Shen Zhoujin took the Read the article.
He Qingran hurried over and said, "His Royal Highness, you don't have anyone to serve you?"
Shen Zhoujin hummed, and He Qingran was helpless: "Why didn't you tell me anything? I don't know how His Highness has been doing these past few days."
Shen Zhoujin said very calmly: "I thought you could see it and gave you a chance to please me, but I didn't expect you to be so stupid."
He Qingran looked at her, not quite believing it: "Haha."
"What?" Shen Zhoujin said: "When the emperor came, I wanted to give you a chance, but you? You just know how to pick hailstones, picked a small one, and threw it away. I thought about raising my head. Well, you picked another big one... You can't even use the opportunities that are available. I don't need to please you like this, right? Only young and powerful people like you need it. As a result, you can't seize the great opportunity! hehe!"
He Qingran wrote: "Sorry, I really didn't expect it."
Shen Zhoujin successfully pushed the pot out and said calmly.
He Qingran asked: "What are you looking at?"
As he took a step forward and stretched his head to look, Shen Zhoujin was preoccupied with two things. As he read, he gave him the first two pages.
Although Shen Zhoujin had worked hard, he was not really a literati, but He Qingran was impressed as soon as he saw it.
The prince is really talented, because for such a thing, even if a hundred talented people are invited to come over, they will write an article praising his virtue... It is not necessarily a compliment, but such a thing is indeed worthy of praise and enthusiasm.
But the prince wrote a hymn about man's victory over nature.
The prince's writing style is really full of pictures, more vivid than real paintings. Although the prince did not witness a series of events such as the cannon drill, the relocation of the people, etc., he obviously went to see them afterwards. Written in this series, it seems particularly vigorous and uplifting.
Just by what he wrote, it would be impossible for He Qingran not to be promoted to an official position.
However, after writing this way, even though the feeling of magic is reduced, the feeling of the emperor being upright and the ministers being virtuous is stronger. The scene where Emperor Wu Xuan appears in the rain at the end and everyone "spontaneously" worships is particularly logical.
The wonderful thing is that the prince did not write this out of strategy or politics, but obviously in his heart, this is how the king and father are, and he respects and worships him from the bottom of his heart.
After Shen Zhoujin finished reading, he looked at He Qingran. After a long while, He Qingran said softly: "Your Highness is really talented and has a big heart."
Shen Zhoujin nodded, so the prince is really a great writer delayed by his status...
Without waiting for the prince to wake up, she directly put the article in her pocket and sent it to the emperor.
As a result, Emperor Wu Xuan was very surprised when he saw her: "So fast?"
"Ah?" Shen Zhoujin was stunned for a moment: "You wrote me a letter?"
"Well," Emperor Wu Xuan also smiled: "I just asked someone to put it in the mailbox. I thought you wouldn't come until tomorrow evening."
Shen Zhoujin nodded and quickly sent the prince's article.
Emperor Wu Xuan looked at it once and looked up at her...
When Shen Zhoujin saw her look, he couldn't help but smile. Emperor Wu Xuan's look meant, I know, I know he is not suitable to be a prince, but don't we have to wait for the right opportunity?
Emperor Wu Xuan said of her: "Still laughing? Didn't the Wenhui over there receive a letter from the Pei family in Yanjing??"
Shen Zhoujin was surprised: "What letter?"
Emperor Wu Xuan took it over and showed it to her, and said, "I heard that all literary conferences have received it."
Shen Zhoujin pulled away and took a look.
This letter is very impassioned and denounces all the "chaos" today.
For example, someone dared to lick his face and claim to be a human being in two lifetimes; another example is that the emperor gave a twelve-year-old girl the title of a county prince; another example is that today's literati do not do their jobs properly, do not read books by sages, and do not write serious poems. I went to write dramas about mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, and talked about strange things that caused chaos...
The scolding was so heart-wrenching that even scolding the emperor and the Great Sheng Dynasty were not polite at all. He did not dare to say anything about what was orthodox and what emphasis was placed on military force over literature.
Shen Zhoujin was speechless as he looked at it. He looked up at Emperor Wu Xuan with eyes full of "You can bear this too"??
Emperor Wu Xuan's face turned dark and he glared at her.
In fact, Shen Zhoujin understood his concerns.
The Pei family of Yanjing is known as a prestigious family for thousands of years, with a family full of princes and princes. There were more than a dozen prime ministers in the Tang Dynasty.
However, due to the chaotic wars between various countries after the Tang and Song Dynasties, it gradually declined. Although it was still named the Pei family in Yanjing in name, it was actually no longer in Yanjing, but moved to Jinling.
No matter what, their family's status among literati is still very, very important.
Therefore, for the sake of reputation and to win over the literati, the emperor cannot take action against such a family, or in other words, cannot deal with it simply and roughly.
The reason why they dared to scold them was because of this, and because of their family's reputation among literati.
But reputation is reputation, and what they did was truly disgraceful.
He said it so grandly, but the envy, jealousy and hatred in his words almost overflowed!!
So, why are they criticizing chaos? What they really care about is that no one informed them about such a thing that caused such a sensation among the world’s literati!
Such a big excitement involved so many literati, but they failed to get involved!!
So they did the opposite, refuted them, and even took up the banner of father and mother selling straight, angrily brushing off the sense of existence, saying between the lines... We are the leaders of the literary world! A battle without our participation is not a true war of literati.