Zhu Yunzhen turned to look, and saw that the person speaking was a tall man almost two meters tall. He was very burly and had sharp horns.

The height of people in this era is generally slightly shorter than that of later generations.

A man of such height stands out among the crowd.

Next to him, there was a little girl who was about eleven or twelve years old. She had a delicate appearance, a smooth nose, bright and clear eyes, and a bit of liveliness in her solemnity.

What surprised him was that the little girl was carrying a very long and wide object on her back.

It forms a sharp contrast with her figure that has not yet grown taller, but I don’t know what it is.

The two people's eyes obviously glanced at him, and then quickly moved away, pretending not to care.

But an idea suddenly came to Zhu Yunxuan's mind.

These two people may know themselves.

But he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

However, the original person has participated in royal ceremonies many times before, and the children of the officials' families will accompany them.

If the man was an official of the Ming Dynasty and the little girl was a family member, it would not be surprising if he had seen him. Naturally, it would be impossible for him to notice everyone in the audience.

The Confucian scholar's face turned pale when the burly man drank. He could not accept the charge of "arbitrarily evaluating the emperor's grandson." He quickly defended: "I did not mean to belittle His Highness the Fourth Emperor. His Highness the Fourth Emperor is the son of a dragon."

Sun, it is reasonable to be superior to ordinary people, but to be like an adult at the age of seven is a bit exaggerated."

"Most of the people here have children at home, so they should understand this truth."

The Confucian scholars at the same table nodded.

"Yes, His Highness the Fourth Emperor is smart, and we naturally believe it. However, some people flatter and exaggerate, which in turn damages His Highness the Fourth Emperor's reputation. We should rectify our origins."

This statement was righteous and upright, occupying the moral high ground, and others echoed it one after another.

"It makes sense. I heard that the poem by His Royal Highness the Fourth Emperor was from an unknown monk, and was not written by himself."

Some people retorted: "I heard that was just a joke made by His Royal Highness the Fourth Emperor. Yesterday he wrote a wonderful line: "The most beautiful thing can't be retained in the world, and the beauty can't stand in the mirror, and the flowers can leave the tree." He is my number one in the Ming Dynasty.

The poetic talent is unmistakable."

This sentence made many people quiet down.

The incident happened yesterday, and the news has not yet reached everyone’s ears. When I heard about it suddenly, I was shocked and surprised.

They are all Confucian scholars. After chewing these two lines of poetry carefully, they naturally know that their artistic conception is lofty and their wording is clever.

Let alone a seven-year-old child, even if a literati from the Ming Dynasty wrote such a poem, it would be recited by countless literati and become a good story.

The restaurant became quiet for a while.

"Even if he is very talented in poetry, it does not mean that he can participate in political affairs!" Someone said softly.

They are all very wealthy people, and levying business taxes means collecting money from them, so naturally they are extremely opposed to it.

"He can't participate, how can you? What are your abilities?" the burly man asked in a deep voice.

"You think that raising business taxes is to compete with the people, but you can't see the benefits."

"This dynasty's frivolous commercial tax is for the convenience of the people and to exchange what is needed."

"But the status of merchants is low and the court taxes are insufficient, so they can only increase land taxes."

"After the commercial tax is levied, the national treasury will be full. The land tax may be reduced, or at least remain unchanged, and the tax will not be levied again due to court affairs."

"Businessmen get tax certificates and their status improves. Even if the tax is a little heavier, they are very happy."

"With more people doing business, competition will increase, profits will fall, and prices will naturally follow."

"The imperial court collected more money, merchants improved their status, the prices of groceries from the north and south fell due to competition, and the burden on the people was lightened."

"How can we not do this if we can count the benefits in one fell swoop?"

The burly man's voice was as loud as a bell, making people's eardrums buzz.

Zhu Yunzhen couldn't help but look at this man with admiration. He didn't expect this rough man to be so knowledgeable, surpassing many court ministers.

Everyone was speechless by what he said, and the building became quiet again.

At this moment, someone came in from outside.

"Mr. Fang is here. Mr. Fang often comes in and out of the Imperial Sun Mansion. He should know the inside story. Why not ask him to tell you."

The crowd in the building suddenly surged.

Zhu Yunxi's pupils shrank slightly, but he didn't expect that he would meet Fang Xiaoru here.

Shouldn't he leave Beijing for Hanzhong today?

We happened to meet each other when we were out of town?

Is it really such a coincidence?

Zhu Yunzhen didn't want to recognize him, so he immediately winked at the guard and got behind the guard to prevent Fang Xiaoru from seeing him.

At this time, people gathered in the restaurant, and Fang Xiaoru was busy greeting everyone, so naturally he would not notice him.

Fang Xiaoru's prestige among scholars was very high. The Confucian scholars in Jixian Tower were busy greeting him. Someone immediately asked about the matter of Sun Shicai, the fourth emperor.

"That day I was in the mansion and heard with my own ears the Fourth Emperor's grandson saying that the song "There are talented people in every generation" was heard from a monk."

"Although the fourth emperor's grandson is intelligent, he is not capable of writing poems at the age of seven."

"It should be noted that Cao Zijian is one of the most talented people in the world. When he wrote the seven-step poem, he was already nearly thirty years old."

"If someone can recite such a masterpiece at the age of seven in a matter of seconds, all the books in our lifetime will be in vain."

"Your Majesty pressed hard, and His Royal Highness was in a hurry, so he used a poem he heard from an unknown monk to excuse himself."

"It's ridiculous that people in the world don't argue the truth, spread lies, or flatter others."

These words immediately attracted a large number of approval.

Even a great talent like Jia Dao once said, "Two sentences are earned in three years, and one chant brings tears to one's eyes."

Scholars know how difficult it is to write truly brilliant poetry.

The so-called impromptu poetry recitation is actually mostly done with a draft in mind and deliberation for a long time.

Moreover, there are thousands of poems in the world, but only a few can truly be called masterpieces.

If His Highness the Fourth Emperor, a seven-year-old child, can write such a beautiful sentence in less than half a stick of incense, people like them, who are dozens of years old, are living like dogs.

Everyone looked at the tall and burly man with contempt.

This person is a vulgar person at first glance. Who knows about scholars?

"Then how does Mr. Fang comment on the two sentences of His Royal Highness the Fourth Emperor: "The most unforgettable thing in this world is that a beautiful woman can say nothing to a beautiful woman in a mirror or a beautiful tree"?"

Someone in the crowd asked unconvinced.

"Well..." Fang Xiaoru touched his beard and said, "Your Majesty has already informed the whole country about the poems written by His Royal Highness the Fourth Emperor."

"If it is confirmed at this time that the person who composed the poem is not His Royal Highness the Fourth Emperor's grandson, then how will His Majesty's face be saved?"

"There are countless people in the court who can write poetry. It is not difficult for Your Majesty to ask someone to do a good job and then have His Highness the Fourth Emperor and Grandson read it out."

This is a heart-breaking theory.

But after everyone heard this, they all felt that their hearts were open, they suddenly realized, and they were convinced.

"What Mr. Fang said is the most unreasonable."

They all echoed their words.

"In my opinion, the idea of ​​raising commercial taxes may not come from His Highness the Fourth Emperor."

"It is extremely possible that there are treacherous ministers in the court who are using the mouth of His Highness the Fourth Emperor to commit such outrageous things."

Someone said loudly.

"It makes sense. His Royal Highness the Fourth Emperor is only a seven-year-old child. It is inevitable that he will be taken advantage of. I just want to know who the traitor is. If he can be found out, everyone will not let him off easily."

"Yes, I think the double-entry accounting method is very complicated. Even adults need some time to slowly understand how a seven-year-old child can figure it out."

"No matter how complicated the accounting method is, it is still a technique, not a Tao. The words of a sage are the foundation of governing a country."

After saying this, the people in Jixian Tower immediately became angry.

The Fourth Emperor's grandson is a noble person in Tianhuang. Except for some bold people, no one else dares to say anything casually.

Lao Zhu's knife is very sharp.

But when it comes to the treacherous ministers around His Royal Highness the Fourth Emperor, there is no scruple.

For a time, foam was flying everywhere, and all kinds of unsavory words were flying.

Fortunately, they don't know who the traitor behind His Royal Highness the Fourth Emperor is.

Otherwise, just the Zaomo Xingzi can drown people.

"Aspiration does not lie in age. It would be too arbitrary for you to conclude that His Royal Highness the Fourth Emperor does not have world-shattering talents based on his age alone."

Just as everyone was furious, the little girl next to the burly man spoke.

The voice is clear and crisp, like an oriole.

"Where did the girl come from? Don't interrupt in adult matters." Someone immediately warned her.

Someone else said: "Do you think you, a little girl, have unparalleled talents and can surpass all the scholars in the world?"

In Jixian Building, everyone burst into laughter.

"That's right, that's right. If you have a talent that far exceeds that of adults, you can come out and prove it, and we will make you famous in Jinling City."

"You said that others can write amazing works at the age of seven, and you think we are wrong. Seeing as you are eleven or twelve years old, can you do it? If you can't do it, how can you say that we are wrong?

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……

Listening to the questioning and ridicule in the building, the little girl's pretty face turned slightly frosty.

"Of course I can't do it." She admitted openly.

"It just so happens that there is a seven-year-old young master in the building today."

The little girl pointed to Zhu Yunzhen, who was hiding behind the guard, and said: "I think this young master has amazing talent, and he is only seven or eight years old. Why don't you ask him for advice?"

In an instant, everyone in the building turned their attention to Zhu Yunxu.

Zhu Yunzhen only felt that his scalp was numb.

What is this?

You were obviously just watching the show, but you actually saw it on yourself?
Chapter completed!