"Miss Lianxue, what's going on?" Liu Tong asked with a strange look on his face when he saw Lianxue's expression was wrong.
Lianxue looked at Jia Heng, with a somewhat complicated meaning in her bright eyes, and said softly: "Master Jia, Your Highness went to the palace to meet the Holy One the day before yesterday. The Holy One suddenly asked about the manuscript of the Three Kingdoms. His Highness did not dare to hide it, so he looked at the young master several times.
The manuscript was presented to the Holy One for his inspection, but the Holy One did not put down the scroll and did not even bother to have dinner."
Jia Heng's calm expression paused.
He quickly assessed the impact of this incident on him.
He originally wanted to be heard by the emperor as soon as possible, not by writing a book, but by following the path of Han Hui and his son, formulating strategies for border affairs, and seeking to advance in the world.
In fact, no matter how confident he was in the manuscript of the Three Kingdoms, Emperor Chongping, who was currently worried about external affairs, would not look down on a novelist.
Maybe...if I get a chance to meet with you, whether I can win favor remains to be seen.
It's like a certain boss is a fan of "The Three-Body Problem", but Electrician Liu should still fish for fish. Of course, well, the connection between these two things must not be too strong.
Science fiction works and literary, historical and political commentaries are obviously different.
A more appropriate example is that Mingyue was appreciated by the governor of Shanghai at that time, and was brought from the customs to Shandong, and from Shandong to Shanghai. It also gave a preliminary glimpse of how important the power of the pen is in the system.
"Princess Jinyang, I should have thought of this girl at that time... There was something hidden in the way this girl looked at me last time." Jia Heng frowned, feeling that it was a bit tricky.
Or maybe he subconsciously didn't want to follow the eldest princess's path, otherwise, he would have run to the princess's mansion every now and then.
His Highness Jinyang is indeed a variable.
Let's go back in time a little, to the evening after Jia Mu left the palace.
In the Kunning Palace, the night falls, the lanterns are turned on, the lights are bright, the palace maids and the eunuchs are serving with their heads bowed.
On the small table, there were various dishes placed. The Empress Song, who was dressed in a graceful and gorgeous light red dress and had golden hair on her temples, was having dinner with Emperor Chongping.
It can be said that Emperor Chongping was usually diligent and frugal, and did not use luxurious utensils. He was not very particular about food. He had three meals a day, only six dishes and one soup, a combination of meat and vegetables, fruits and vegetables.
Emperor Chongping put down the chopsticks in his hands and listened to the eunuch's report. He just snorted coldly. Even though he had already expected that the Jia family members would rush up and down immediately and even go to the palace for activities, at this time, he still felt a little disgusted.
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"The Jia family did not want to reflect on their mistakes, but they disturbed their mother because of Jia Zhen's affairs. Their sin is very serious."
Emperor Chongping said coldly.
The Empress of Song Dynasty is in her early thirties, with a beautiful appearance. She has curved willow leaves under her slender eyebrows, her jade face is as delicate as a hibiscus, her cheeks are even more delicate and white, her neck is fair and slender, and the tube top under her collarbone is snow-skinned.
White and greasy, in the palace, Queen Song was known as the Snow Beauty.
Time seems to be treating her particularly gently. Not only are there no wrinkles on her brows or corners of her eyes, but her figure is also graceful and graceful, with no sign of having given birth to an heir.
Then he flipped through a page, frowning, his eyes flickering, and thinking: "Why... is there anything going on in Jinyang here?"
I saw on the jute paper that on August 12, the thirteenth year of Chongping, Heng visited Jinyang Mansion with the manuscript of "Three Kingdoms". The content of the conversation is unknown...
There was an inexplicable meaning in Emperor Chongping's voice, and he said: "This Jia Heng is a side branch of the Ning Kingdom. With his humble body, he is involved with Han Huang's son, Jinyang, and the three countries..."
"Your Majesty, there is also a poem on the Three Kingdoms written by Jia Heng in the appendix." Dai Quan said.
Emperor Chongping lowered his eyes to look at the paper in his hand, turned another page, and his eyes were attracted.
"Is this word really written by a young man?" Emperor Chongping said with a surprised look on his face.
Queen Song's bright eyes under Liu Ye's slender eyebrows blinked, she smiled, and asked curiously: "Your Majesty, what words made Your Majesty so surprised."
Emperor Chongping smiled slightly and said, "Zitong, take a look."
With that said, he handed it to Queen Song.
Empress Song stretched out her hand, which was as white as mutton fat and white jade, and was coated with impatiens flower juice, took the paper, lowered her head slightly, and read under the light.
"the river is long and tempestuous, it was like a hero……"
Empress Song's voice was originally round, delicate, and light. When she read it, she actually gave the heroic and powerful words of "Linjiang Immortal" a different charm.
Emperor Chongping said with a smile on his face: "When Zi Tong reads it like this, the lyricist doesn't know how he feels when he hears it."
Empress Song raised her crystal jade face and smiled softly: "This word is a bit old-fashioned. Many things in ancient and modern times can be said in a joke."
Emperor Chongping said: "If it was written by an official who has had many ups and downs in his career, he is indeed a bit old-fashioned and even resentful..."
Queen Song: "..."
As Emperor Chongping spoke, he saw Empress Song looking like a "cute little girl" with her mouth slightly open, and a flash of fire flashed through her heart. The sadness in her brows temporarily disappeared, and she smiled and said: "But this is written by a young man.
, but you don’t take the people of the world from the past to the present in your eyes..."
If Jia Heng were here, he would be horrified.
He is a person of later generations. When he first wrote the manuscript of the Three Kingdoms, the book was in Linjiang Immortal Time. There is really a kind of traveler standing in the lower reaches of history who has a detached vision to understand the past and the present. Therefore, when he wrote the last two sentences, there was nothing
The author of the original lyrics, Yang Shen, has a mentality of seeing through the world. Instead, he has a detached mentality like that of emperors throughout the ages, who have many things to do and never stop the Yangtze River.