"Government is based on virtue, virtue is based on the king, governance is based on benevolence, and benevolence is based on people. A benevolent king loves the people, and a wise king enriches the people, all depend on the king's widespread benevolent government. Therefore, the benevolent person is invincible, and the wise person is unparalleled? What do you think of this sentence, Song Dynasty?"
It was Xiao Wang who overheard a scholar reciting the remarks unintentionally, and asked Mr. Song to comment on it for Xiao Wang, which solved the doubts in Xiao Wang's mind."
I have to say that good genes are awesome. This King of Qing, Li Baihong, has sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes. He has a jade-like face and a slender figure. He wears a white jade feather star crown on his head and wears a dark yellow dragon robe. He is very imposing.
Angry and powerful, it is easy for people to like him at first sight.
Moreover, Prince Qing's words were polite and refreshing, but his bright eyes always made people feel timid.
Song Yu narrowed his eyes slightly. King Qing's question was nothing at all. Song Yu was also a second-class scholar, and his literary talent was naturally extraordinary. King Qing's question was simply a trivial matter to him, but the content of this question had to be
Let Song Yu treat it with caution.
"Your Highness, this question seems a bit inappropriate, doesn't it?" Song Yu said something ambiguous, knowing that King Qing understood what he meant.
The way to be a king should be a question for the prince to ask for advice. You are just a prince, and asking about the way to be a king is a disobedience.
Prince Qing smiled playfully and tapped his finger on the table: "Oh? From Master Song's point of view, when is the right time for me to ask such a question? I sincerely ask for advice, Master Song will not be stingy, right?"
Song Yu raised his eyebrows, picked up the tea cup and stroked it twice, but his eyes occasionally glanced at Prince Qing and shook his head slightly. Although Prince Qing was quick in thinking, in terms of character, he was still worse than the prince.
After all, he is still young.
Your Majesty is still in good health, so you can't wait to start forming cliques. If His Majesty is in his twilight years, that's fine.
While he was thinking about how to answer Prince Qing's question, two shouts broke the tranquility in the front hall: "Dad, Brownie is crazy. He bites everyone he sees. Can you think of a way to deal with it?"
Song Yu looked at Song and Qing, who were standing in the center of the hall, breathing heavily: "His Royal Highness Prince Qing is here, how can you two brothers be so rude and not apologize?"
"Yu Lin Guards Lieutenant Song Qing meets His Highness Prince Qing."
"Liu Mingzhi, a scholar from the south of the Yangtze River, visited His Highness Prince Qing."
King Qing, who originally saw Song Qing saluting, smiled lightly and wanted to tell Song Qing not to be too polite. However, after hearing Liu Mingzhi's name, his eyes shrank and hesitantly looked at Liu Mingzhi who was kneeling on the ground: "Your Excellency, you are from Jiangnan.
Liu Mingzhi, the son of Liu’s eldest son? Liu Jieyuan, the most famous man in the south of the Yangtze River?”
"His Royal Highness Prince Qing, it is none other than Liu Mingzhi." Liu Mingzhi's words were neither humble nor arrogant.
Prince Qing's eyes lingered on the two of them for a while, and he kept turning the ring in his hand. After a while, Prince Qing sat on the chair and said, "No gift."
"Thank you, Your Highness."
King Qing stared at Liu Mingzhi and looked at him carefully: "I have heard about Liu Jieyuan's name for a long time. He is like a thunderbolt. He can defeat the Turks with one plan and guard the treasury with one iron. I thought Liu Jieyuan was already in his thirties, but he didn't expect it to be like this.
Young young talents."
"His Royal Highness Prince Qing has been praised too much. Bu Cai has only read a few idle books. How could His Highness Prince Qing, who is the honorary capital of the capital, be called a young talent? Bu Cai boldly took a look at His Highness's appearance. In terms of young talents, he should be His Highness."
"Liu Jieyuan is worthy of being ranked first in high school, and his speech is so impeccable. I like to gather with young talents to drink, admire the moon, and talk about everything. How about finding a time to sit in my palace?"
"It is a blessing to be able to pay homage to His Highness at his residence."
Prince Qing nodded with an incomprehensible expression: "Master Song, your nephew is really a hero among men!"
Song Yu looked quite satisfied when he saw Liu Mingzhi stroking his beard: "Your Highness, please don't praise this incompetent boy too much, otherwise he will definitely cause you some trouble."
"A talent is a talent. I never praise or criticize a person too much, but Liu Jieyuan is called this. How many people in the world are there who can find a title by themselves? What do you think, Mr. Song?"
"It's a coincidence that Zhi'er happened to have seen the problem of the general drinking his horse, and he looked up to your majesty and told him that the person who drank the general's horse was promoted to a high official. This kid is just lucky."
"This luck is better than 90% of people in the world. I am a little envious of you."
"Your Highness is"
Before Song Yu finished speaking, Song Qing suddenly coughed lightly, and a brown figure immediately rushed into the hall and pounced on Liu Mingzhi's legs.
"Ah!" Liu Mingzhi fell forward, and a golden thing jumped out of his arms.
Song Qing rolled his eyes: "Bold brown boy, don't let go of my brother yet."
Brownie snorted twice and lay on the ground obediently.
Liu Mingzhi patted his chest, his heart pounding, thinking that his third brother was really going to talk to him. Sure enough, we have lived up to our status as sworn brothers.
"Oh, why did it fall out? It won't be broken, right?" Liu Mingzhi deliberately held up the gold medal and started looking through it.
"Long live my emperor."
"My Emperor"
"Long live my father."
"Your Highness, uncle, brother, what are you doing? Get up quickly. How can you kneel down on me?"
Song Qing glanced at King Qing, who was kneeling on the ground with his head on the ground, suppressing a smile and winking at Song Yu.
Song Yu was stunned for a moment, then looked at Prince Qing who was kneeling on the ground and then understood his son's eyes. These two little bastards had come to save him, but this method was a bit too damaging.
Liu Mingzhi put away the gold medal and hurriedly supported Prince Qing's arm: "Your Highness, what are you doing? Get up quickly."
When King Qing saw Liu Mingzhi put away the Golden Dragon Order, he also stood up and looked at Liu Mingzhi doubtfully: "Liu Jieyuan, I don't know why you have it."
Before King Qing finished speaking, Liu Mingzhi took out the Golden Dragon Token and held it in his hand: "This, an uncle gave it to me!"
"Long live my father, long live my father." With a plop, Prince Qing knelt on the ground again.
"Oh, Your Highness, what are you doing? Why are you kneeling on the ground again? Liu helped you up."
Prince Qing stood up and looked at Liu Mingzhi with his mouth twitching: "Liu Jieyuan, this token was given to you by an uncle? What does he look like?"
Liu Mingzhi sighed softly: "The past is like smoke, this token was originally." As he spoke, Liu Mingzhi took out the Golden Dragon Token again: "This token belongs to Liu."
"Long live my father."
Song Yu gritted his teeth fiercely, and his face was a little uncomfortable. He grabbed Song Qing's arm to hold back his laughter. This bastard was so disrespectful. He deliberately only helped Prince Qing, and he knelt down together.
It's not very pleasant.
"Your Highness, do you have a leg problem? How about Liu help you sit down first and then explain to you the origin of this gold medal."
Prince Qing pretended to casually sweep his knees a few times: "It's better to listen to Liu Jieyuan's story later. I suddenly remembered that there are still some things in the palace that have not been dealt with, so I won't bother you."
"Master Song, Colonel Song, and Liu Jieyuan, my king, bid farewell."
"Your Highness, don't leave in a hurry, I'll give you a gold medal."
After hearing Liu Mingzhi's words, King Qing left even more hurriedly.
When there were only three uncles and nephews left in the room, they couldn't hold back their laughter anymore and burst into laughter.
"Uncle, get up quickly. The situation has no choice but my nephew has no choice but to do it."
Song Yu leaned on the chair: "The method is good, but it is too damaging. At my old age, I have to kneel down."
Liu Mingzhi looked a little worried: "Uncle, will my nephew have no problem doing this?" He still believed in Song Yu more than Song Qing.
Song Yu shook his head slightly and looked out the door quietly: "If you are young and impatient, you won't be able to make a big impact, so don't worry."
: My car was rear-ended and the party was cancelled. I was very sad. I was really sad and wanted to cry. I wanted to cry. It was so uncomfortable.