Su Ziji's heart sank after hearing the emperor's words, and he felt that it was expected.
In reality, it doesn't matter whether the poem is a poem or not. You can deal with the past by just writing a random poem. The emperor's intention will be clear when you look at the eyes of the King of Qi and the King of Shu, and the suspicious eyes of the officials.
This is a political signal.
This is not to say that it is unplayable. On the contrary, it is the most common method used by officials and those in higher positions to release signals and then influence the direction of the trend.
As soon as this trend emerged, not only did the King of Qi and the King of Shu regain their confidence and compete with themselves, but most of the officials who originally wanted to get closer to them may also hesitate and wait and see.
This can interrupt your own snowballing trend without any effort.
But he knows it, but there is no solution. Of course, this is not a panacea. In this case, as long as he continues to occupy the title of grandson, it will play a screening role.
Even so, you have to deal with it yourself, and the important thing is not to lose your bearing and demeanor.
If you have a calm attitude, you can still invest. If you are in trouble, everyone will stay away.
However, since the emperor came up with this trick, he no longer had any psychological burden in spreading rumors and inciting rumors.
Thinking of this, Su Ziji stood up and bowed: "The emperor has proposed the topic, and Sun Chen has to accept it and show his shame."
After saying that, he calmly stood up and took a walk in the atrium despite the complicated looks of the officials. It must be said that this immediately brightened the eyes of many people.
The great-grandson was wearing a royal robe, but he did not overpower anyone else. This step was so dazzling that it made people forget about ordinary things at first sight. Many people couldn't help but think to themselves: "The emperor is too harsh on such a great-grandson."
After not taking seven steps, but after taking three steps, he stopped and recited the poem:
“The New Year is not yet blooming, but we are surprised to see grass buds in early February.
The white snow is too late for spring, so it flies through the trees in the garden."
After the last sentence fell, Su Ziji saluted upward: "Sun Chen is not talented, so I use this poem to celebrate today's snow scene."
All the officials present were silent. They were all Jinshi. Even if they are not good at it, they can still appreciate it. This poem has a new meaning in the ordinary scenery. It can be said to be a clever workmanship.
There are no flowers yet in the New Year. The word "都" reveals the anxiety of longing for the spring scenery, and the word "surprise" expresses the surprise after getting rid of the winter cold, with ups and downs.
The next two sentences, "The white snow is too late for the spring, so it flies through the trees in the garden." On the surface, it is said that there is snow but no flowers. In fact, the snowflakes fly down through the trees, but they can also decorate the spring scenery, which shows the author's broad-mindedness.
If it were alone, it wouldn't lose its first-class quality. If it were used in this context, when the emperor suddenly suppressed it, this poem would be simply wonderful and endlessly memorable.
"Not to mention that in just three steps, Taisun's poem is simply a masterpiece of nature."
“What a poem!”
The officials were quiet for a moment, but someone said something, and all the people in the seats suddenly looked at each other, who was so short-sighted, but they saw that it was a fifth-rank official, who didn't look very familiar, half intoxicated with poetry, half confused,
It seems that he doesn't understand why everyone is looking at him like this.
"When you reach the fifth rank, is there such an official?"
Before the emperor sitting above could see clearly who was speaking.
"The great grandson has a poem like this. We congratulate you on the Yuan Dynasty and congratulate your emperor." At this time, someone stood up and spoke in the audience. Everyone was even more shocked. The officials below don't understand. Don't those above the third rank understand?
They looked at each other in confusion and immediately understood that this was Luo Pei. He had taken refuge with his grandson early on, and as the prince's youngest protector, he protected his grandson. Or was it natural?
"We will congratulate Shangyuan and congratulate the emperor." With this person taking the lead, the silence seemed to be broken. People in the crowd praised him one after another, and for a while, the atmosphere became lively.
“People’s hearts can be used!”
Su Ziji originally thought that the emperor would send a signal and he would be suppressed. He never expected that an ignorant and humble minister suddenly said this and broke the deadlock. Luo Pei stood up directly to support him.
, the situation immediately changed.
"Perhaps the emperor is already old and has a grandson. The most important thing for the government and the public is to ensure stability. However, the emperor's sudden move at today's banquet has made knowledgeable people a little dissatisfied."
"It doesn't matter if the emperor usually plays tricks, but at this juncture, it's not okay."
The officials did not dare to question the emperor, but when he actually completed a poem in seven steps, and the poem was so beautiful, how could he not be amazed?
"This is the officialdom. I just pretend that I don't know what's dirty about it. I just follow common sense and greet my grandson. Isn't this a matter of course?"
If Su Ziji had some realization, he glanced around and saw the ministers congratulating him. The palace was filled with joy. Even the usually mature and prudent pavilion elders looked at him with admiration.
At this moment, the emperor sitting on it seemed to be a lonely man isolated from everyone.
This situation lasted only a moment. Zhao Xu had already stood up and shouted loudly: "Today is a festive day. Not only the grandson composes poems, but all the officials also have to write poems."
"I asked you a question. People from all over the world will worship you with nine layers of clothes and hats. The holy king will be like a flying dragon when he is on the throne."
It's not just Zhao Xu, Qian Wei responded: "Looking at the double opening of the pheasant fan from a distance, I wish you long live and auspicious atmosphere."
After receiving the two poems, the emperor couldn't help but smile and raise his glass to take a sip. The officials seemed to have a tacit understanding, and they chanted the corresponding sentences one by one from top to bottom.
This is tradition. Although the emperor is smiling, he is horrified in his heart.
In the past, although I had felt the consequences of my old age, it was not as obvious as it is now.
When the emperor was in his prime, his words were like thunder. Even the princes and prime ministers were just like the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves. No one dared to disobey him. But now, he has not yet collapsed, but he is already a little cold.
It can be seen that people's hearts have changed and the world has turned cold and cold.
The anger in my heart rushed to my heart for a moment. Listening to the continuous praise, the muscles in my face twitched, and I almost couldn't hold back and showed an angry look.
"However, this is common sense. The most important thing now is that I can regain my youth."
Originally, the purpose of making this grandson the grandson was just for longevity and for the dragon energy to become strong. In the eyes of the emperor, the grandson was just a "medicine", and the process of establishing the grandson was nothing more than a "concocting" process.
As a result, the situation is now obvious. Even the emperor underestimated the impact of the title of grandson on the officials, and also overestimated his own patience and endurance.
The emperor felt that he could hardly bear it any longer, but he could only endure it.
Because the emperor seemed to be in low spirits, even if the singing and dancing at the banquet were very good, the emperor was too lazy to watch. And because he was the emperor, he did not need to aggrieve himself too much, so he sat with a calm attitude. How could the noble officials not see it?
These?
Naturally, even if they are cheering, the whole atmosphere will become a little awkward and cold without knowing it. Looking at everyone carefully, although they are all smiling, their expressions are a little stiff.
Especially the King of Shu and the King of Qi, their faces were slightly blue and a little at a loss. It was obvious that this situation was not expected.
After finally getting through the banquet, everyone, including Su Ziji, secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"I respectfully send you off to your Majesty."
Everyone, including Su Ziji, saluted the emperor and watched him leave. Then, Su Ziji glanced around with a smile, then turned around and left.
When the emperor's grandson went out, the King of Qi snorted coldly, stretched out his sleeves and left. Only the officials and noble officials dared to go out. When they went out, there was a constant "buzzing" sound.
The cabinet ministers who stood up walked slowly and looked at each other with solemn expressions.