Seeing Huang He's name, Lu Heng remembered the young official he had met at the Jin Palace that day.
Look again, the official title of the Ministry of Rites in front of Huang He's name. Lu Heng smiled and shook his head, patting his forehead apologetically.
When he was in Prince Jin's Mansion, Lu Heng had promised that he would be transferred to the Ministry of War. However, during this period, the messy things made people upset. He actually forgot about it.
Looking further down, this is a very emotional Qijue.
Feeling the expectation and deep resentment in the poem, Lu Heng couldn't help but laugh.
The poem says: "The red candles were lit in the bridal chamber last night, and I waited in front of the hall to pay homage to my uncle and aunt. After putting on my makeup, I asked my husband in a low voice, how deep is my eyebrows?"
The whole poem is full of a fresh style.
Huang He expressed his worries and anxieties in these days with a very unique metaphor, cleverly borrowing the anxious and expectant psychology of the newlyweds. At the Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival, His Majesty arrived. Huang He then expressed his thoughts and expectations to
Hidden in this poem. Firstly, I wanted Lv Heng to recommend me, and I also came here to ask Lv Heng what requirements he had for me or what he expected to give me.
Lu Heng put down the poem, raised his head, and glanced at the guests. Sure enough, when he saw that in a relatively quiet place, Huang He was holding a wine cup and absent-mindedly joking and chatting with the people next to him. Then he turned around from time to time.
Turn around and look towards yourself.
At this time, he happened to meet Lu Heng who was also looking at him.
Huang He smiled sheepishly at Lu Heng and bowed his hands.
Lu Heng smiled slightly and withdrew his gaze. Then he waved to the palace maid next to him to help him grind.
When the emperor and Hong Quan beside him saw Lu Heng picking up the brush, their eyes lit up. They leaned over in unison and stretched their necks to look at the pen tip in Lu Heng's hand.
Seeing the emperor's master composing poems, in the end, even the vassal kings came over curiously.
Under the curious gazes of many people, Lu Heng held the brush in his hand and paused for a moment with the tip of the brush on the paper. He smiled slightly and then lowered the tip of the brush.
The flowing small regular script gives people a refreshing feeling. It is dignified, generous, and yet chic.
When people were praising Lu Heng for his good calligraphy, the poem had already come out.
Hong Quan stroked his beard and looked at the neat regular script on the rice paper. He shook his head and recited it again, "The Yue girl appears in new makeup. She knows that she is bright and beautiful, and she is even more thoughtful. Qi Wan is not young enough to be a noble person, and he sings the song "Ling"
The song rivals ten thousand gold."
After nodding and pondering the tasting, Hong Quan extended his thumb and praised Lu Heng with a smile: "Every question and answer is full of wonderful things. The question is wonderful, and the answer is also wonderful, haha!"
Lu Heng smiled slightly, then picked up the paper and handed it to the maid beside him. Then he pointed at Huang He in the crowd and whispered to the maid. Then he turned his head and looked.
Looking at Hong Quan, he shook his head and said with a smile: "It's just graffiti!"
Turning around, he saw the emperor glance at him, smiling and saying nothing.
Lu Heng smiled, picked up the teapot, poured a cup for the emperor, brought it to him, and said with a smile: "Huang He, from the Ministry of Rites. However, I think it is more appropriate for him to stay in the Ministry of War! Well, it's best.
Let’s go to the front line to experience it first!”
The emperor glanced at Lu Heng with a smile, took the teacup he handed over, and joked with a smile: "I didn't expect that you would also use the back door?"
"Haha, that's right!" Lu Heng was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a smile.
"Is it the Huang He who wanted to take the imperial examination back then?" When it came to business, the emperor also put away the smile on his face, thought about it, and said solemnly.
Lu Heng nodded: "Yes, this person has quite a lot of insights in military matters. It would be a waste to put him in the Ministry of Rites!"
The emperor thought for a while, nodded and said: "Well, you can arrange it!"
"Ha, okay!" Lu Heng glanced at him in surprise and saw that his eyes had moved elsewhere. Lu Heng smiled and said lightly.
The two looked at each other and smiled slightly.
The night was sultry and filled with laughter.
On the slightly rippled lakeside, the gorgeous palace lanterns are reflected in the water, which seems real and illusory, with dripping light.
After drinking for a few rounds, the ministers and guests, who were already slightly tipsy, seemed a little out of sorts.
Those who have come over the past few years recall the prosperous years of those years. When they look at how they look now with their long hair, they can’t help but sigh. The young officials regret that they missed the beauty a few days ago. Occasionally, some people are crying bitterly.
Runny nose, don't know why.
Among the noisy voices, there were minstrels, some singing, and some crying. For a while, the place was buzzing.
There were noisy sounds in his ears, but the emperor didn't pay attention. He smiled and glanced at the officials of various shapes, then took a sip of tea, pondered for a moment, and suddenly turned his head and looked at Lu Heng.
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"What do you think of King Zheng?"
Although the question was a bit sudden, Lu Heng still did not lose his composure.
Originally, both the recent wind direction and the meaning of the emperor's words indicated that the Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival was actually the time to establish the crown prince.
It is normal for the emperor to talk about this matter at this time.
Lu Heng smiled, took the tea and blew it, tilted his head to look at the solemn-looking emperor, and asked with a smile: "Didn't you make your decision long ago?"
The emperor smiled, turned his head, and looked at King Zheng who was staying among the vassals, chatting and laughing with the vassal kings. After retracting his gaze, he glanced at Lu Heng, looking at the sultry night in front of him, his expression
He said calmly: "This decision is a bit heavy, and I can't bear it. So, I want to hear your opinion. After all, there are too many things related to the king of a country. If you are not careful, the consequences will be unimaginable!"
After not hearing Lu Heng's answer for a long time, the emperor turned around and found that Lu Heng was looking at him strangely.
"Why, did I say something wrong?" The emperor frowned and asked in confusion.
Lu Heng shook his head, then looked at the emperor with a smile but said, "I think you are very insidious!"
"Haha, did you see it?" The emperor was stunned for a moment, then laughed and asked.
Lu Heng was speechless. He rolled his eyes at him and said, "You are a man. You are afraid of being scolded, so you use me as your support! You are worthy of being an emperor! You are so sinister! You are so sinister!"
After the emperor smiled, he looked at Lu Heng with a smile and said: "Stop talking nonsense. Even if I don't pull you, you can't escape. You are the emperor's master, and whether the emperor is wise or not has a direct relationship with you. So,
You kid, don’t pretend to be a nice person here.”
Seeing that Lu Heng was depressed, the emperor smiled and shook his head, looked at him, and said seriously: "Besides, I remember you said before that you want to create peace for all generations. A good emperor is a prerequisite for achieving peace for all generations, so
Ah, if you want to realize your ideals and ambitions, you must obediently take the blame with me!"
He stretched out his finger and knocked the table hard. The emperor looked at Lu Heng and smiled slightly. He took a sip of tea and said lightly: "This is fate!"
Hearing this, Lu Heng shook his head and smiled.
It is undeniable that what the emperor said makes sense, and every sentence is on point.
In this era of monarchy, in order to establish a peaceful and prosperous age, all government orders must be clear and accurate, and officials must ensure clear governance. As the saying goes, governing the country actually means governing officials. Therefore, based on the above conditions, it can be concluded that peace and order in the world must be
No, the emperor's wisdom is a prerequisite.
so……
Looking at Xiao Wu, who was surrounded by all the vassal kings, he was young but very prudent in dealing with things. Lu Heng smiled, turned his head, looked at the emperor, and nodded slightly.
"He will be a good emperor!"
Lu Heng took the teacup handed over by the emperor, followed by the heat rising in the cup, glanced at Prince Zheng, nodded slightly, and said lightly.
"I think so too!"
The emperor smiled, held up the cup, and looked at Lu Heng with a smile.
Lu Heng shook his head and smiled, holding the cup and gently touching the blue and white porcelain tea cup in the emperor's hand.
The two looked at each other with a smile, raised their glasses, and drank it all.
The full moon is in the sky, and the clear light is shining down.
Between the sky and the earth, there is a clear silver. The royal palace in the distance is dressed in silver, solemn and dignified, but not elegant and soft.
The Royal Garden is decorated with lanterns and colorful, and it is very lively. Near the lake, the lanterns are colorful, and the laughter is still continuous.
Before I knew it, the Mid-Autumn Poetry Recital had come to an end.
Under the emperor's instruction, officials from the Ministry of Rites and the great Confucian scholars from the Hanlin Academy began to come on stage to comment on the excellent works that emerged from the poetry meeting.
This poetry meeting was attended by talented people and produced many excellent works.
After a review by Kong Kanglian of the Hanlin Academy and many others, he finally selected ten excellent works.
Among them, Lu Heng's "Remembering Qin'e" was well deserved to be selected as the best work of this Mid-Autumn Poetry Competition.
As the first place winner, Lu Heng also received a very precious prize.
One hundred taels of gold, a thousand bolts of cloth, and other tributes from outsiders.
After the awards were given, the emperor still sat firmly on the Diaoyutai, and so did the ministers and guests.
They know that tonight's Mid-Autumn Poetry Recital, even though it is lively, is just an aperitif.
At this time, the good show begins!
Under the solemn gazes of the guests, the maids and father-in-law began to busy cleaning up the mess in the poetry meeting. After a while, the place was clean.
Moreover, the seating arrangements of the guests have also been rearranged.
If you take a closer look, you can find that the order in the venue and the place where the guests stand are completely in accordance with the rules of the court meeting.
The only difference is that the court meeting was in the meeting hall. Now, they are in the imperial garden.
Under the solemn gazes of many courtiers and guests, the emperor strode forward and sat on the high dragon chair. Beside him, King Zheng followed closely.
"Long live my emperor!"
Seeing King Zheng standing next to the emperor, the guests looked shocked. After looking at each other, they immediately knelt down and saluted the emperor.
"Everyone, I love you!"
The emperor raised his hand, looked at the dark crowd below, looked calm, and said lightly.
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
After the courtiers finished singing the praises, they stood up one after another.
After getting up, the guests held their breath and did not dare to breathe out. They just lowered their heads silently, raised their ears, and waited for the emperor on the dragon throne to speak.
For a moment, the place was so silent that you could hear a pin drop.