"The man who sells charcoal, cuts firewood and burns charcoal in the south of the mountains.

His face was covered in dust and fireworks, his temples were gray and his fingers were black.

What is the money you earn when selling charcoal? What is the food in your body, clothes and mouth.

…”

Yun Shuxian couldn't help but recite the long poem in a low voice.

This poem didn't feel anything when he heard it in the ears of Yu Dingzhi and others, but in the ears of Prince Wu Qian... his heart suddenly tightened, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he instantly returned to normal.

Yun Shuxian read the long poem twice again, then raised his head and returned the book to Zhuang Fai Shi.

When Zhuang left, he looked at Yun Shuxian with great anticipation, "Brother Yun is a great scholar in Wu. I still remember discussing Taoism in Huanhuaxi. Brother Yun's sharp insight can kill all directions!"

"What are your opinions about this long poem written by the Regent?"

Yun Shuxian smiled and waved his hand: "Don't mention the past things again. In the end, wouldn't he lose to Old Man Hua?"

He pointed to the book in his hand when Zhuang left, and asked: "When the Regent wrote this poem, did he suddenly feel it at home? Or did he really see the charcoal seller in the cold winter?"

This is different.

This helped him make a brand new judgment on Li Chenan.

The exquisite articles circulated by many literati are not necessarily inspired by immersive viewing.

There is something that literati is particularly powerful, that is, they have extremely rich imagination.

Perhaps it is because I have read too much. I can write poems about falling rain when the sky is sunny, and I can write poems about heavy snow when the heat is hot.

If you don’t see the mountains, you can paint the magnificence of the mountains. If you don’t see the river, you can paint the magnificence of the river.

etc.

Li Chenan arrived in Guangling City last summer.

This long poem must have been completed last year.

Perhaps just last winter, Li Chen'an was grilling fire and looking at the snow. Because of the charcoal burning in the stove, he thought of the old man selling charcoal, so it is possible that this long poem was created.

But what Zhuang said when he was accused of breaking:

"I also listened to what Mr. Hua said."

"Last twelfth lunar month, heavy snow filled Kyoto."

"The Regent and Hua Lao walked together, not in a carriage, but on the streets in the snow."

"Hua Lao said that it was already evening and it was cold and the ground was frozen. I happened to meet an old man selling charcoal on the street."

"When the Regent saw it, he felt sad, and he wrote this poem casually and bought the old man's cart of charcoal."

"This is the origin of this song "Carbon Selling Man".

"Hua Lao believes that this poem has fulfilled the sufferings of the people among the people, but such sufferings do not seem to be valued by those in power."

"Even the rulers in power wouldn't even look at it!"

"But this is the most real situation for the people!"

"Hua Lao suggested that this poem be included in Chinese studies and let the scholars in Ningguo read this poem. The purpose is... Let the scholars in Ningguo look at the real lives of the people and think about why the people live so poorly!"

"Hua Lao hopes that when scholars in Ningguo one day become parents, what they think is not to get money with their left hand and their right hand and their official hats with their right hand."

"He hopes that the officials of Ningguo can think more about the people of Ningguo, do more things, and reduce miserable old men like the charcoal seller..."

"This is the core of the Regent's current governance... The Regent said that we must establish a relatively fair Ningguo where old people have a place to support, young people have a place to educate, poor people have a place to support, and difficult to help."

"This goal is very ambitious, but the future is extremely bright, so the officials in the court are very busy."

"There is a long way to go... The Regent said that the road is long and arduous, we should search up and down!"

"he,"

Zhuang gave a thumbs up when he left: "It's not that I'm boasting, our regent is the glory of Ningguo. It can not only be charming and charming for five thousand years, but also lead Ningguo... to stand on the top of the world!"

After saying this, Zhuang suddenly leaned over when he got off, and whispered in Yun Shuxian's ear:

"Brother Yun, I suggest you tell you that the crown prince, Ji Tai is dead, Ningguo is completely different now than before!"

"Under the leadership of the Regent, the Ningguo court and the people will gradually become one's heart!"

"The past bad policies in the court have been cleaned up."

"Now all officials have the same ideal as the Regent!"

"Ningguo students nowadays take the Regent as an example!"

"The people of Ning Kingdom regard the Regent as a beacon, and the soldiers of Ning Kingdom only follow the Regent's leader!"

"Ningguo has been tied up. Although he is still a little poor now, Ning people's backbone is standing up... We are really not afraid of fighting a war!"

"What are you negotiating? Wuya Guan is the territory of Ningguo, how could it be ceded to you Wu?"

"Tell you the prince, don't think about what is there or not, govern the Wu Kingdom well, and become friends with our Regent. In the future... Your prince ascended the throne and became emperor, and our Regent also ascended the throne. If the two countries have been well established, it will be of great benefit to each other!"

"I'm talking about it from the heart!"

"If your prince doesn't believe it..."

Zhuang shook his head when he left, "Then your prince is really blind!"

Wu Qian, who listened carefully, suddenly froze, but he controlled his impulse and turned his head to look at the stone tablet.

He had never seen Li Chenan, but at this moment, Li Chenan's appearance gradually became clear in his mind.

An eighteen-year-old boy with the talent of a poet.

A regent who understands the sufferings of the people who can focus his attention on the people.

A pioneer who is not afraid of reform, is brave in exploration, and can implement it.

A lover who never gives up on love.

Such people are of course one of the few powerful people in the world.

Such a person is of course qualified to be his Wu Qian's friend.

If you are a friend, this is his blessing!

But if such a person takes Ning Guozhen and goes on like this, for Wu... the benefits and disadvantages coexist!

As for how to choose, Wu Qian was difficult to decide for a while.

Zhuang said goodbye to Yun Shuxian when he parted.

Yun Shuxian looked at the stone tablet again, "Let's go, since Hua Lao is not here, let's go back to Yuelai Inn first."

...

...

A tea stove.

Two cups of new tea.

Yun Shuxian looked up at the undecided prince Wu Qian.

"Your Highness, if you were not Your Highness, you would be able to become friends with Li Chen'an."

"But your Highness, you are the Crown Prince. After returning to the country after you have returned, the emperor will announce to the world... You will ascend the throne to the emperor and become the king of Wu!"

"A king, called the orphan..."

Yun Shuxian picked up the teacup and said, "For the orphans, there are no friends!"

"For the sake of Wu's country, Li Chen'an...it's better if he dies!"

"Only if the lamp of Ning Kingdom is destroyed, the State of Wu will prosper forever in your hands!"

Wu Qian took a deep breath, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

He finally made up his mind.

He turned his head and looked at the boy standing aside and said:

"Chuyi, tell the Lord of Tianyin Pavilion, please go down to Tianshan with seven swords!"
Chapter completed!