The people in the palace do not understand any poetry and books, but only look at people's appearance. Improper appearance is disrespectful to the royal family and also means that the work of these servants is unfavorable.

At least Chen Shaojun has passed this level.

"I've been waiting for a long time after a long time."

Chen Shaojun hurriedly stepped forward to greet him.

"Young master, you're welcome, this is what we slaves should do."

The eunuch in Jinyi, who was in charge, smiled and replied with a gift:

"The snow-appreciation feast is a big deal. You can't let the queen mother wait. The princes from all the families in Beijing have already set off. Let's set off quickly!"

"Then I'll be in trouble."

Chen Shaojun said.

Outside the Chen family's mansion, an ornate bronze carriage was waiting early.

The carriage is decorated with gold and silver, and the carriage is carved with coiled dragons, which looks like a royal noble.

There was heavy snow in the sky and it kept falling, but there was a light shrouding in the carriage. All the snowflakes slid toward both sides before they were close to three feet.

Chen Shaojun could tell at a glance that this was the power of the formation.

"It's indeed worthy of being the royal family!"

Chen Shaojun lifted his clothes and quickly got on the carriage.

The capital was silent in the past, but today it seems completely different. Chen Shaojun opened the window and looked out. Many adults and children walked out of the house, playing snowball fights, building snowmen on the street, playing various plays, laughing and laughing.

Not only that, in addition to pedestrians, there are many carriages on the street, thunderously galloping past, leaving deep and clearly visible ruts on the thick snow.

On those cars, Chen Shaojun identified the emblems of various aristocratic families and court officials, and all these aristocratic families and court officials were almost heading towards the direction of the palace.

"In addition to Luyuan, Wende Hall, Wude Hall, Zhaohua Hall..., and Winter Festival, activities are held everywhere in the palace, and even the Empress is busy meeting the imperial ladies of the court."

"All year round, officials at all levels and great families have the only chance to enter the palace this time, and they all attach great importance to it."

On the side, the voice of the eunuch in brocade clothes rang out from his ears.

Chen Shaojun nodded. Their identities were different, and the royal activities they participated in were different. However, in comparison, the snow-watching ceremony hosted by the Empress Dowager himself undoubtedly received the most attention.

The carriage wheel passed through the wine shops and teahouses, and passed through the streets and alleys, and finally drove into the imperial city soon.

The imperial guards were tightly guarded inside the palace. Just as the carriage drove into the palace, countless qi machines instantly locked the carriage in all directions, patrolling the inside and outside the carriage several times, and then slowly dissipated after confirming that it was correct.

The Winter Sacrifice Ceremony is extraordinary and has a great impact, and the review of people entering and leaving is more stringent than before.

After driving in the palace for a while—

"Young Master, here."

Chen Shaojun walked off the carriage and was covered with snow, like a world of ice and snow.

However, in this world, a majestic and majestic building is extremely conspicuous. When the surrounding area is white, the only one is shining with golden light, still showing its original appearance.

It was a luxurious building, with bricks and tiles lined up one after another, like gold, emitting dazzling glory; the carvings on the eaves of the palace were crystal clear and green, like jade.

Around this hall covering an area of ​​hundreds of acres, there are many statues of strange shapes. On the outside of these statues, there are heavy snow and white radiance, but inside are full of beards and grass, old trees bloom, and spring is full of spring.

This is Deer Garden, also known as "Deer Palace".

In winter, everything is depressed and dead silent. The deer garden was specially built by the Emperor of Shang to honor his mother.

It is well-known throughout the Da Shang Dynasty, and almost everyone knows it.

"I didn't expect that someone from Da Shang knew that using formations to control the weather on one side was interesting."

Chen Shaojun said secretly.

"Young Master Chen, you are finally here. Come on, please come here!"

Just as Chen Shaojun was secretly admiring, a voice came from not far away. Chen Shaojun turned his head and looked at him and saw a father-in-law wearing a dark blue palace dress bent over and waved to him.

"I know that the young master has entered the palace, but the old slave has been waiting here for a long time."

The old eunuch's voice was so pleasant.

Chen Shaojun smiled indifferently and understood what was going on.

Just a young master Wendao is not enough to make the other party wait and please him specifically, obviously it is only because of his identity as another "ageless miracle doctor".

Although there are many people in and outside the palace who don’t know that the emperor’s list was revealed and the crown prince was cured, but the other party was the one who was around the empress dowager, so it was naturally different.

"You are kind to you, when you are here, Eunuch Lao leads the way."

Chen Shaojun said.

"Where, where, the young master has made contributions to the country and is able to guide the young master, it is also the honor of the old slave."

The old eunuch said with a smile:

"Young Master, please come here."

Soon, under the leadership of this father-in-law, I walked through the palace walls, passed through pavilions and towers, and finally arrived at the location of this snow-watching ceremony!

"Young master, I'm here. I'll go down first."

"It's a good father-in-law."

Chen Shaojun bowed and turned around and walked forward. From a distance, there was a lush forest of plum trees in front of him, vast and vast, countless miles.

Under the plum forest, a group of sika deer walked freely, occasionally raising their heads and chewing on the plum blossoms at the lower place. They were not afraid of seeing someone.

The plum blossom marks on their bodies, the plum forests above their heads, and the wind and snow above them, complement each other, forming another beautiful scenery.

This is the Queen Mother’s favorite beauty of the deer garden.

Chen Shaojun brushed his sleeves gently, took steps and walked forward.

In the deer garden and among the plum blossoms, white jade tables and chairs are neatly arranged, arranged on both sides, with rolls of scriptures and paper and pens placed on it.

When Chen Shaojun walked over, some white-clothed scholars were whispering and talking in groups. Some people wrote poetic works and even wrote on the spot. Widths of splendid light emerged from the end of the pen, radiating on the paper, causing applause from the scholars around them.

"It seems that I'm not too late."

Chen Shaojun said secretly, speed up and walk inside.

The snow appreciation every year is the grandest gathering for Confucian scholars. Everyone who comes is a leader among the people and the young. Those who can show their talents in this gathering and are recognized by everyone will become a hero in the future without exception.

Soon, Chen Shaojun walked under the plum tree. Many people noticed him and just bowed to each other and did not have much interaction.

There were still some empty seats on both sides, and the empress dowager had not appeared yet. Chen Shaojun pondered for a moment, then sat down with the one in the middle, picked up a book by the table, and just took a look, Chen Shaojun was moved:

"It turned out to be the original "Book of Rites". No wonder so many people are so eager for the annual snow-appreciation conference. I'm afraid that just this casual volume of original scriptures can be enough to cause a sensation among students."

This original scripture contains the insights and moods of many sages when they first wrote, and is of great help to improve the literary spirit of the literary masters. It is incomparable to those handwritten and printed copies.

Even in the Confucian Temple, there is no such original version, and its value is immeasurable.

Chen Shaojun immediately understood that this snow-watching feast was a huge opportunity. It was not just the heavenly metal and stone, but just borrowing these original scriptures could bring great improvement to himself.

The older the Confucianism and Taoism scriptures are, the more the sages they have understood, and the higher the requirements for talent and realm, and they are not just about to read.

However, Chen Shaojun has already reached the age of seven dou, and most of the original scriptures here have no restrictions on him.

Chen Shaojun picked up the book "The Book of Rites" and looked it out soon.

Chen Shaojun was so happy that he completely sank into it, and his literary spirit, which had already stopped growing, also improved again at this time.

"'Ao cannot be long, desire cannot be followed, ambition cannot be fulfilled, and joy cannot be extreme', I didn't expect that this sentence in the Book of Rites actually has such an explanation..."

Chen Shaojun held the scriptures and sighed in his heart.

Almost at the same time, the water was full and overflowing. With this feeling, the literary energy in Chen Shaojun's body surged, directly breaking through the bottleneck and reaching a higher level.

Eight dou of literary spirit!

The so-called "reading the books of sages and receiving the rituals of sages" is that human nature begins with rituals and ends with rituals. The original version of these sages and sages has a much greater effect on Chen Shaojun than imagined.

If you have the "high talent" and reaching this level is equivalent to the "bing" and "qilin" in the literary way. Although it is not as good as the Confucius Temple and others, it has surpassed the millions of students in the world and stood at the top of thousands of students.

However, Chen Shaojun's literary spirit has not stopped and is still growing.

Putting down the Book of Rites in his hand, Chen Shaojun got up, went to another white jade table, picked up another Book of Songs and read it.

He felt that every book of the books here was extremely precious. After reading these books, his literary spirit could increase by a lot. Maybe it would be unknown if he could directly reach the level of "Teacher".

Chen Shaojun read quietly, forgetting both the things and the world, and soon became immersed in the world of the book.

And at this moment, in another place in Merlin.

"Brother Xie is worthy of being a talent for 'Can Firefly'. I have been thinking about your previous couplet until now, and I have no clue. It is truly an immortal!"

"Hahaha, Brother Wang, how can you and I be right about the 'Smoke Locking Pond Willow'? I heard that many great scholars racked their brains on this and were at a loss. Brother Xie, you are indeed a stunning talent."

"I have long seen that Brother Xie is not a thing in the pool. I think it's probably Brother Xie who can take the lead in this snow-watching ceremony!"

...

Under the hiding of plum blossoms, seven or eight scholars were gathering together, and their voices were getting louder and louder. In the quiet atmosphere of the deer garden, they quickly attracted the attention of other scholars.

Chen Shaojun was also stunned at this time and couldn't help but look over.

Among the seven or eight scholars, a white-faced man with jade crown and snow clothes was sitting upright in the middle, with a faint smile hanging on the corner of his mouth, responding gently to everyone.

There was a piano placed in front of his table. Chen Shaojun looked carefully and found that it was the piano that burnt-tail phoenix pattern.
Chapter completed!