PFC Chapter 86 Is this the level?
Chapter 86 Is this the level?
"Your Highness, will this trip still be carried out as planned?" asked a subordinate.
Yelu Zhen picked up the fan on the table and clapped it against his palm. After a long moment of contemplation, he said, "No, this time I am going on a legitimate diplomatic mission to Dayong!"
Liu Dingfu stammered for a long time before cautiously asking, "Your Highness said before that we must act in secret in order to..."
"That was before. Now!" Yelu Zhen smiled confidently. "After so many spies secretly spying on me, I think my identity has been exposed long ago. This is good. I also want to have a fair fight with them!"
Everyone was confused.
"Everyone in the world says that we, the Northern Di, are brave and warlike, but brave but without strategy. I will catch it off guard in the literary world where Dayong is most confident!"
"Your Highness, everyone knows that you are the smartest person in Beidi. Even if all the scholars in Dayong are added together, they are not even one-tenth as smart as Your Highness!" The subordinate beside him flattered.
Yelu Zhen did not respond, but his face was full of smiles.
The Northern Di scholars have been completely abused by him, and as for Dayong, let’s see who can last three moves under his hands!
His literary talent is not mainstream, but his forte is clever thinking on unusual topics!
Yelu Zhen stood up and slowly walked to the window.
From the Tianzi Room, one could just see the endless stream of cultural scenery downstairs. Compared to the smoke of war on the lonely mountain of Beidi, he seemed to prefer the atmosphere of fireworks in Dayong.
This is what people’s lives and a prosperous era should be like.
One day, he would personally lead his troops, conquer this place, and take everything in Dayong under his command.
....
In Xianfu Palace.
"Can I have a rest?" Zhong Ning held his waist and collapsed on the phoenix couch, refusing to get up no matter what.
Seeing her tortured look like she was half dead, Concubine Wu couldn't help but chuckle. Murong Xin sat beside her with sympathy and gently rubbed her waist.
"Sister Zhong, thank you for your hard work. It would be fine if you could learn slowly, but asking you to take on so much at once is really too much pressure."
Zhong Ning waved his hand and said weakly: "It's enough for me. I won't learn anything else."
Concubine Wu's eyes widened. "How can that be possible? Since you are a princess, you must be proficient in palace etiquette."
"Your Majesty, please forgive me! I'll learn these first. I can learn the others later when I have the chance." Zhong Ning pleaded, "I won't be living in the palace anymore, so just learning a few common ones will be enough."
Concubine Wu stared at her with a look of disappointment. Others wanted to have this blessing but she didn't even have it, and she actually disliked too many etiquettes.
"Sister Zhong really spoke my mind. When I was a kid, I was most afraid of this!" Murong Xin pursed her lips slightly and smiled very comfortably.
"Your Majesty, Lord Qi wishes to see Her Royal Highness the Princess!"
"Hurry up!" Concubine Wu said as she pulled Zhong Ning up, "Hurry up, I guess they're here to see you."
"Oh!" Zhong Ning got up reluctantly. To be honest, he hadn't seen Qi Yu for a long time these days.
I don’t know how his relationship with his true love is developing?
The Book Spirit Space has not responded yet, which means that her death crisis has not completely passed. Does it mean that she must destroy the heroine who caused her death in order to complete the mission?
Zhong Ning thought about it and felt that it was very likely.
The first time was Xu Yongzhang, who was treated so badly by her that he was worse than dead. There was almost no possibility for him to get up. The mission was completed smoothly.
The second time was Xiao Yu, who was killed by her without leaving even a bone.
Now this is Yang Ying.
Because I didn't want to get everyone hurt, I let her go.
As a result, her mission was never completed.
It just so happened that Qi Yu came and asked about Yang Ying's situation.
In the flower hall, Concubine Wu Murong Xin just showed up and went into the inner hall, leaving Zhong Ning alone to receive guests.
Qi Yu looked at her, a hint of emotion flashed in his eyes, but he hid it very well, "I am here to report something important!"
The palace maid served tea and then left.
Zhong Ning gestured for him to sit down and talk, while he held the teacup and scraped the tea foam with it. "If you have something to say, just tell me! It's rare for Lord Qi to ask me, so I have to listen carefully!"
Qi Yu was teased by her and burst out laughing.
"During this audience, the Northern Di envoys infiltrated the Seventh Prince, Yelü Zhen. He is quite talented and intelligent, and has the bearing of a great Confucian scholar. I'm afraid he has ill intentions and is secretly here to investigate Xiao Yu's case."
"You mean, he'll raise objections to the previous elopement and point the finger at me?"
"Yes, and perhaps even more than that. But you don't need to worry. My Great Yong is full of talented people. We are more than enough to fight against the Seventh Prince of Beidi!"
"Oh, he's here to challenge us." Zhong Ning asked.
"That's pretty much what it means."
"Do you have any articles or poems by the Seventh Prince? Let me see them." Zhong Ning said again, looking at Qi Yu.
Qi Yu thought for a moment, then whispered, "A song and a glass of wine, the king and his subjects gather in joy. The fine wine flows like a rosy cloud, and their lofty sentiments and aspirations are expressed in words."
Zhong Ning: ………
"Is this a poem by the Seventh Prince Yelü Zhen? Is this level considered high among you? From what you said, he is quite famous!"
Qi Yu:…….
Qi Yu's face was filled with dismay. What did he mean by "this level"? Was this level even low? This was an excellent poem that had been praised by many great scholars!
"What does the princess mean?"
"I mean, are you sure this is the poem of the smartest man in Beidi?"
"This poem has neat parallelism and can be considered a rare masterpiece." Qi Yu replied indifferently, wondering what Zhong Ning meant.
Isn’t such a good poem still a good poem?
Zhong Ning was silent for a moment. To be honest, this level was about the same as that of Emperor Qianlong. He looked at the flowers in full bloom, but actually did not have any deep impression.
She thought for a moment, then said, "I have a suggestion for you. Send someone to fetch Fang Ping and have him face the Seventh Prince. He's sure to win!"
Qi Yu:…….
Does she like Fang Ping so much?
The capital already has talented people like Gu Mingzhe and Fu Lin, who are proficient in poetry, lyrics, and prose. It should be enough for them to face the seventh prince of Beidi!
But after all, Zhong Ning had spoken, and Qi Yu couldn't refuse, so he asked, "Do you think so highly of him?"
Suddenly I remembered the scene of the two of them having a pleasant conversation in the garden before leaving for Beijing. It was really eye-catching.
"It's not that I'm optimistic about him, but he can." Zhong Ning smiled and poured Qi Yu a cup of tea. Then he said, "Bells, drums, and fine food are not expensive. I wish to be drunk forever and never wake up. Saints and wise men in ancient times were all lonely, only drinkers left their names! Lord Qi, please take a closer look at this poem. What do you think?"
This is a poem by the immortal poet Li Bai!
With the Tang and Song poetry behind him, Fang Ping was more than capable of defeating the seventh prince of Beidi.