His Majesty Li Er was dressed in regular clothes, with his hands behind his back, walking in front of the chariot. The imperial guards spread out in front and behind, keeping alert at all times.
A stream pours from the top of the mountain. The water flows in twists and turns, passing by Fangjia Farm, then turns north, and flows into the Wei River along the mountain.
Where the stream passes through Fangjia Farm, there is a small stone bridge. There are peach trees on both sides of the stone bridge. The spring is bright. The peach blossoms and green leaves have not yet bloomed, but a bud on the tree has opened a crack with the warm spring breeze, revealing
The petals are pink and white inside.
Streams, stone bridges, peach blossoms...
Spring and bright scenery.
His Majesty Li Er stepped onto the stone bridge, looked back, and looked downstream along the stream. He saw hurried figures in the spacious fields. Occasionally, cattle made "moo" sounds and swung their tails to pull them easily.
The plow stick is walking in the field, and there is a farmer behind him holding the plow stick. Wherever he passes, the straight ridges of the fields extend slowly...
Further away, there are villages clustered on the hillside. It is almost noon, and the village is quiet with the occasional crowing of chickens and barking of dogs. You can imagine the tranquility and comfort with the smoke from the kitchen in the morning and evening.
It not only has the tranquility of the quiet and beautiful scenery, but also has the fireworks of chickens and dogs. It seems to be slightly better than my gorgeous and magnificent garden...
His Majesty Li Er frowned slightly, feeling a little unhappy in his heart. He was about to ask Wang De whether this place was still within the scope of Fangjia Farm and whether it could be included in Xingyuan, when he heard a line of peach trees on the west bank under the bridge.
Come and faint the human voice.
"It was here that day that the consort of the house composed the poem 'The waves are like thousands of miles of snow, the peach blossoms are silent and a team of spring. A pot of wine, a pole of fiber, how many people are as happy as I am'?"
The voice is sweet and sweet, and sounds like an oriole.
His Majesty Li Er recognized that it was Princess Fangling's voice, and then he remembered that the prince came to visit Fang Jun for the first time, and Fang Jun composed the song "The Fisherman" to persuade him. What is particularly rare is that when he composed this poem
At the same time, he also composed a poem with a very similar artistic conception: "One spring breeze, one leaf boat, one cocoon thread, one light hook. The flowers are all over the country, the wine is full, and you are free in the vast expanse of waves"...
Of course, His Majesty Li Er appreciates Fang Jun's talent, but for an emperor, such a free and unrestrained artistic conception is something that can be encountered but cannot be sought. Even if he yearns for it, he will abandon it. If all the talented people in the world can carry it
The fishing rod is fishing all day long, who should we rely on to govern the empire?
On the other hand, another sentence said by Fang Jun that day made His Majesty Li Er feel the same and highly praised it.
If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight!
Who doesn’t covet the throne of the Nine-Five Supreme?
But who knows that behind this supreme power, which is the supreme power in the world, there is hidden a huge pressure that is as overwhelming as Mount Tai!
We must always be on guard against the rebellion of our ministers, the rebellion of the people, and even our own sons... We must be wary of the subversive intentions of our neighboring countries, and we must not lose the city and territory in our own hands; we must work hard to govern, expand the empire, and expand the territory; we must govern the Qingming Dynasty,
Care for the people to live and work in peace and contentment...
Can the emperor who has the supreme power in the world do whatever he wants?
Absolutely not!
Not only is it not the case, but it actually has to endure all kinds of shackles and constraints, suppressing the desires hidden in the heart, unless you want to be a subjugated king like Xia Jie and Shang Zhou...
How can it be so easy to sit in this position, use the country as a platform, use the people as a chess piece, guide the country and hold the sun and the moon in your hand?
Fang Jun's voice came from behind Taolin: "His Highness is just laughing at it. It's just the despicable thing Ying Jingshun said that day. I'm afraid it may have tainted His Highness's ears and eyes."
"Oh, my noble Fang Erlang, when did you become so self-effacing? If your poems can also be called shallow and despicable, then do you need to save the lives of all the scholars in the world?" Princess Fangling's laughter was as clear as a silver bell.
, obviously in a good mood.
"Most of the people in the world are arty and follow what others say. They are just a few poems, but they spread a lot, as if if they are true, they can shock the past and the present. Even if it is unprecedented and unprecedented, what can it do? Poetry is a small way, and neither can
It makes the empire strong and powerful, and its army is invincible, but it does not allow the people to have enough food and clothing to live a safe life. It is only used for entertainment after tea and meals, and is not worth mentioning."
Listening to Fang Jun's humble words, His Majesty Li Er nodded secretly.
Although this guy is arrogant and willful, his knowledge has always been superior to others and he can always make thought-provoking arguments.
Then I heard Prince Li Chengqian ask: "Why is Erlang so contemptuous of the way of poetry? If it is really as bad as you said, why does the imperial court still judge the victory or defeat based on poetry in the imperial examination, and those who are excellent in poetry are the best in high school and awarded
With an official position?"
"Your Highness clearly knows that the imperial examination is a grand ceremony for the country to select talents and select scholars from all over the world to be used by the empire. However, all the scholars in the world are children of aristocratic families. How many people can come from poor families? If all the candidates in the imperial examination are children of middle-class families, then
It deviates from its essence and is useless. The reason why we should use poems, lyrics, and rhymes as the criterion for selecting materials, rather than the profound meaning of the Classics and History Collection, is because compared to the Classics and History Collection, which requires years of continuous study and profound knowledge passed down from family backgrounds,
Poems, lyrics, and songs are more focused on the talent of scholars. Relatively speaking, it is more fair. After all, how many children from poor families in the world can read a lot of books and get guidance from famous teachers?"
As the main planner of the imperial examination system, Fang Jun clearly stated the purpose of the imperial examination at this stage. It is really helpless to use poems and songs as the main basis for selecting materials. Otherwise, if the examination questions are from the classics and history, I am afraid that the world will
Scholars from a poor family are about to be wiped out. How can they be compared to children from aristocratic families who have a rich family background and have been immersed in it since childhood?
There was a moment of silence behind the peach forest, most of them thinking about the meaning of Fang Jun's words.
His Majesty Li Er sighed slightly.
The prince is a filial person, kind-hearted and forgiving, which is the best thing for a conservative king. But now the Tang Dynasty is booming, both the economy and the military are on a path of rapid development, and the social situation is changing rapidly.
Just the ability to defend the city is far from enough. It requires forge ahead and great talents to control this huge empire, move forward towards unprecedented power and domineering, unify the world, and sweep across the wasteland!
At this point, the prince is not as good as King Li Tai of Wei...
But who calls this his eldest son?
His original throne came from a wrong path. If he hadn't been talented and strategizing and not supported by a group of dedicated ministers and generals, he might have plunged the empire into civil strife, which would have been exploited by foreign enemies. If his throne had not been passed on to his eldest son, he might have waited until
A hundred years from now, the empire will be at war, falling into internal strife, and missing out on the great opportunity of dominating the world and creating great achievements for the ages.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but think of the young slave who had become very close to Changsun Wuji recently...
After standing on the stone bridge for a while, His Majesty Li Er put his hands behind his hands and walked towards the peach forest. The imperial guards stepped forward to inform the prince, Fang Jun and others, but were stopped by His Majesty Li Er with a slight wave of his hand, and the imperial guards bowed slightly.
body, scattered to the surrounding realm.
Walking down the small and exquisite bluestone bridge, bypassing the rows of budding peach trees, you will see a short stone table placed under the peach trees by the stream. On the table are wine and delicacies, surrounded by thick paving.
On the Western Region Carpet, several people were sitting on the floor, drinking and chatting.
The sudden appearance of His Majesty Li Er caused the atmosphere here to freeze for a moment. Several people were stunned for a moment, then hurriedly stood up and saluted respectfully: "My son (Wei Chen) has met my father (Your Majesty)!"
His Majesty Li Er strolled forward, with a warm smile on his face, and nodded gently: "Excuse me! The stream is clear, the peach trees are blooming, the blue sky and white clouds, the spring scenery is bright... You really know how to enjoy it. What, the room
Jun, you don’t need to go to Jingzhao Mansion for work?”
Fang Jun hurriedly said: "Your Majesty is aware that my wife and concubine are about to give birth to a child recently. I have already asked for leave from the ministers in the political affairs hall, so I can stay with my wife and concubine at home. It happened that several highnesses came to visit Princess Gaoyang today, so I naturally wanted to
A banquet was held to show hospitality and a little bit of friendship as a landlord."
His Majesty Li Er snorted: "Gao Yang is currently in the palace in the city. You have to come to Lishan to host a banquet, but you don't mind it troublesome?"
The atmosphere was slightly awkward.
Prince Li Chengqian and Princess Fangling felt a little guilty when they saw His Majesty Li Er's sullen face. What was going on with the emperor? It felt like he was here to cause trouble...
Even if you are the emperor, you can't control where your ministers have banquets, right?
Princess Changle turned her beautiful eyes slightly and glanced at Fang Jun, who was sweating slightly on his forehead, with a slight smile on her lips.
It seemed that whenever she saw the usually arrogant and domineering Fang Jun looking slightly embarrassed and panicked, she would be particularly happy...