Chapter 1946 Wizards

1946

Ye Fan really doesn't want to always borrow the poems of those great writers, firstly, it's inappropriate, and secondly, if some people who ascended from the earth hear this, they may expose his identity.

Although, judging from the literary level of this world, it is estimated that there have been no people who ascended in the past one or two thousand years, but it may be that some people are silent.

Ye Fan frowned, what should he do with the headache, if he refused directly, it would probably make the emperor feel bad, he was not prepared to break up with the royal family...

Suddenly, Su Qingxue said with a cold face: "Father, this is a bit difficult for others, just sitting here and eating, without any preparation, what kind of poetry can a son-in-law do?"

Emperor Ming De frowned, with a displeased expression on his face, "I just asked him to recite a few lines of poems, and didn't ask him to go into battle to kill the enemy, so why are you embarrassing him?

It is said that the married daughter, the water that was poured out, just married, and you are helping the son-in-law to contradict me? "

The father and daughter looked at each other coldly, and neither of them had any intention of backing down.

At the dining table, the atmosphere suddenly became a little stiff, and no one dared to speak easily.

Ye Fan looked at Su Qingxue in surprise. He didn't expect such a gentle woman to face her father and become the emperor, but she was quite tough? Stand up for him?

Su Qingxue at this time was very much like the her in Ye Fan's memory... She was always as cold as ice when facing outsiders.

No wonder, this father and daughter have not spoken a few words in the past year, and it seems that they are not very close...

Ye Fan couldn't just watch his daughter-in-law help him, so he stood up and said, "Your Majesty, the princess is worried that my poems are not good, and you and the queen will not be happy if they listen to them.

In fact, leaving the palace and marrying into our house, although the distance is not far away, it is also leaving the relatives in the palace.

When I come back here today, the royal family is reunited, so I will take advantage of this situation to think of a poem temporarily, if there is something that is not good enough, please bear with me..."

Empress Luo Feiyan smiled and smoothed things over and said: "My son-in-law is humble, today is a homecoming banquet, on a good day, you can write poems anyway, your majesty has the world in mind, so naturally you won't be too harsh..."

Ye Fan smiled and nodded, and could only apologize to his ancestors in his heart, while reciting: "The bright moon rises above the sea, and the world shares this moment together.

The lover complains about the night, but lovesickness begins at night.

When the candle is extinguished, the light is full of pity, and the clothes feel dewy.

I can't bear to give you a lot of money, but I still have a dream..."

After the poem was recited, the palace was already quiet, and a needle could be heard...

It's no wonder that Emperor Ming De and the others were all dumbfounded. You must know that the first two lines of this poem are famous lines through the ages.

The natural, magnificent scene of the sea and the moon is directly transferred into the lovesickness of human feelings, from the scene to the love, it is perfect.

The whole story is full of endless thoughts and feelings, which make people have endless aftertastes.

Su Qingxue's big watery eyes are full of adoring starlight, looking at Ailang beside her, the temperature in her eyes almost melts...

She thought it would be difficult for Ye Fan to write poems for such a scene in a hurry, but she didn't expect that the words would be good enough to be passed down through the ages? !

Ming De also took a deep breath, calmed down the emotions in his heart, and after savoring it carefully, he said with emotion: "The scenes are blended together, and every detail is connected... It's like a 'moon on the sea, and we share this time at the end of the world'...

You, Beihou, a small town, deliberately say that you can't do it, and then say shocking quatrains, you are really cunning..."

"Ye Concubine is really a genius of poetry and prose. This kind of talent has never been seen among the children of nobles. It should have been famous all over the world...

Although our Great Expedition emphasizes weapons*, His Majesty has always been training civil servants to take on important responsibilities.

Although Wu can protect the country's safety, Wen can benefit all people, and the talent of the son-in-law should be entrusted with a heavy responsibility," Luo Feiyan said with a smile.

Su Yun was quite excited and said: "Father, my son thinks that with Ye Fan's talent, even if his cultivation level is not enough, he should make an exception and be admitted to the Holy Emperor's Academy!"

Ye Fan secretly cursed at the side, what is this prince talking nonsense? He doesn't want to go to Holy Emperor's Academy, he graduated from Xuanyuan Academy most of the time, he doesn't want to continue to study...

Unexpectedly, Emperor Ming De really thought about it seriously, and said: "The matter of enrolling into the Holy Emperor's Academy still needs to be discussed in the long run.

After all, Sacred Emperor’s Academy still focuses on cultivation, so it’s not easy to recruit a foundation-builder, and I’m afraid it will be difficult to convince the public..."

"Even if you can't enter the academy, I hope that I can communicate more with Prince Consort Ye in the future, so as not to bury his talent," Su Yun said.

Emperor Ming De frowned, "Why, do you think I can't employ people?"

Su Yun's face turned pale immediately, and he realized that he was a little impatient, so he quickly lowered his head and clarified: "Father, don't blame me, I just don't want the pearl to be dusted, and I am too anxious."

Luo Feiyan also cast a reproachful look at his son, and persuaded with a smile: "Your Majesty, the prince cherishes talents and values ​​civil servants. I learned from you... This is a good thing."

Emperor Ming De looked at Ye Fan with a smile on his face, and said, "You really came up with this poem because the eldest princess got married and missed the palace?"

Ye Fan nodded, he could only admit at this time, "Yes, on the way here, I even chatted with the princess, father's love is like a mountain, deep and heavy.

Although Your Majesty can't say much to her, blood is thicker than water..."

Emperor Ming De looked at his daughter with complicated eyes, while Su Qingxue lowered her head, remained silent, and didn't know what to think.

At this time, Concubine Ye's eyes were red and said: "Your Majesty, when I came to the Imperial City from Dark Moon City, I missed my family very much, and when I returned to the banquet, I had mixed feelings...

Presumably the eldest princess is also like this, how much love and care she has received from His Majesty since she was a child must be engraved in her heart."

"Oh, it seems that Concubine Ai also feels a lot about this poem," Emperor Ming De said with a smile, feeling a lot better.

Concubine Ye nodded, "That's right, my concubine grew up by the sea, but she never thought that she could compose such a poem. Concubine Ye is really a genius..."

The more Ye Fan listened, the more embarrassed he became. He almost blushed. He is just a copywriter, so where is his talent?

The only one on the table who has no feeling for poetry is the young Su Xiao.

Now that the meal was about the same, Su Xiao suddenly got down from the chair, ran to Emperor Ming De, and begged: "Father! The eldest princess sister is out of the palace, and Xiaoer also wants to play outside the palace! Father, let Xiao Let's go out and play, okay?"

"Haha, you little brat, you've been thinking about running outside the palace all day long. If it's cold today, go out after spring..." Emperor Ming De pampered his youngest son's head.

"No, no! Xiao'er is bored to death in the palace! The royal brothers and sisters are all practicing and competing, but Xiao'er can't practice..." Su Xiao looked aggrieved.

Emperor Ming De showed distressed expression, "Xiao'er is obedient, you are weak, wait until the weather is warmer before going out..."

Su Xiao refused, and was about to cry, but after shouting twice, suddenly he couldn't cry out!

"Ah... ah..." Su Xiao fell to the ground in pain, clutching his chest, his face pale!

This frightened Emperor Ming De and Concubine Ye to stand up abruptly!

"Xiao'er!" Emperor Ming De hurriedly hugged his son, and shouted loudly: "Quickly call Master Chu! Hurry up!!"