Chapter 149: Lord of Poetry and Wine

The white king Xiao Chong was the second prince of Emperor Mingde. He became the oldest prince actually because of the early death of the prince. He has a gentle personality, talented and studious since he was a child, and has always been loved by Emperor Mingde. After a sudden serious illness in his youth, he lost his eyesight and was lying in bed for a while. Until one day later, he finally opened his door and walked into the scorching sun again.
Since that day, he has been walking in the palace with a white cloth in front of him. However, despite his blindness, he still surpassed most of the princes, and was ultimately the first prince to be named a king.
Dressed in white, the temple will not be stained with dust.
Blindfolded, but not knowing the person in front of him, but hearing about the world.
This was a gift from Emperor Mingde to Xiao Chong. From that day on, the second prince Xiao Chong became the White King.
"I heard that you are sick, so I came to see you alone." Emperor Mingde said softly, walking forward slowly.
Xiao Chong was stunned when he heard the sound, and hurriedly bowed down.
"Forget it." Emperor Mingde motioned to the waiter Xuan Tong who was standing next to Xiao Chong to help him up. Xuan Tong understood, and immediately helped Xiao Chong who was about to kneel up.
"Chong'er, what kind of disease did you have? I just returned to Tianqi and heard that you had a bad disease, so I came to see you first." Emperor Mingde's voice was calm, unable to hear the specific emotions.
"Returning to my father, it was just a cold wind, but it was a bit more serious before and some root causes have fallen. I have been recuperating now." Xiao Chong replied with his head down.
Emperor Mingde nodded, stretched out his hand and patted Xiao Chong's shoulder lightly: "Chong'er, you have a bad body, so you don't have to force yourself to rest for a while. Gu's visit to the Western Regions this time brings you a gift. Present it."
Li Changqing responded, took out a jade flute from his arms and handed it over. Emperor Mingde took the jade flute, caressed the flute, and laughed: "Whose jade flute flies in the dark, scattered into the spring breeze and filled Luocheng. This is the Luoping flute used by Chengping Jun Xie Mu, who was envoy to the Western Regions. I knew it. You have admired Cheng Ping since you were a child, so during your visit to the Western Regions, you specially found this missing flute."
"Thanks Father Emperor." Xiao Chong took the jade flute, his face showed a little joy.
"Chong'er take a good rest, go back to the palace alone." Emperor Mingde turned around and paced away. Li Changqing followed closely. Only Lan Yuehou didn't leave immediately, but with his hands in his sleeves, smiling lazily. Looking at Xiao Chong, who bowed down in a pour of sunlight.
"Erchen respectfully sent his father."
"What an interesting prince." Lan Yuehou dropped an ambiguous word, and slowly followed.
After walking out of the White Palace, Lan Yuehou suddenly asked: "Brother Emperor, where are we going next?"
"Red King's Mansion." Emperor Mingde said slowly.
"Good." Lan Yuehou nodded and turned on his horse.
Different from the reputation of the government and the opposition, the second named Scarlet King Xiao Yu can be regarded as bad. From the age of six to thirteen, no less than ten teachers were driven away. He never worked hard in his homework and academic work. However, he wrote the "Hundred Flowers Record" at the age of thirteen, which shocked the entire Jixia Academy. Please have a look. At that time, the old master Li Yuantang who was in charge of Jixia Academy was also shocked. He took a copy from the student and took a look, but he almost lost his life.
It's called "Hundred Flowers Record", but it's actually a booklet for commenting on the appearance of the women of the Apocalypse family. They also wrote poems for the women on the list and ranked them. The verses are probably like this: light eyebrows are like autumn water, jade muscles are accompanied by light breeze. The old master immediately took the booklet, took off his jacket, carried the thorns, and knelt to the Qingping Hall step by step. When he knelt to Qingping Hall, the old master was already stained with blood. This time, the guilty conviction caused Emperor Mingde to run out of the hall himself and lift him up by himself. Although Li Yuantang could not be regarded as an important minister in the court, he was also regarded as a generation of great scholars. After learning the cause of the incident, Emperor Mingde was furious and imprisoned Xiao Yu for nine months. But in the end, Li Yuantang resigned from the post of offering wine and left Jixia Academy. A young scholar replaced him as the offering of wine for half a year.
Nine months later, Xiao Yu was released from confinement, and the first sentence was: "Go to drink."
In Jixia Academy’s new offering wine, the young scholar stood at the gate of his palace with a bookcase on his back, and looked at him with a smile.
"This little master, also want to reason with me?" Xiao Yu asked.
"Yes." The young scholar took out a sword from the bookcase and knocked Xiao Yu to the ground with a single sword. "Be reasonable!"
But it was this ignorant Seventh Prince who became the second prince to be named the King Chi. The government and the people had only one opinion on this, and that was Xiao Yu's mother, Princess Xuan. Unlike other concubines who were born in famous families, Concubine Xuan came from the rivers and lakes, and was born in a humble manner. Emperor Mingde wanted to establish her as a queen but was still unable to do so, so he returned his guilt to Concubine Xuan to Xiao Yu.
"Guess the emperor, what is that kid Xiao Yu doing?" Lan Yuehou asked quietly, walking unhurriedly.
"Didn't you say that you are also sick?" the voice in the carriage answered calmly.
"Of the princes, he is the weakest and sickest. He was sick in school when he was a child, and now he is going to court, he is still sick." Lan Yuehou held the horse rope and looked at the plaque in front of him.
Chi Wang Mansion.
"Go." Emperor Mingde stepped out of the carriage and walked towards the palace.
Lan Yuehou got off his horse and followed Li Changqing.
The general manager at the gate of the palace was so scared that he turned around and ran away. Compared with the general manager of the White palace, who was kneeling, he was 10,000 points less courteous. The general manager ran and shouted: "Lord, prince! The saint is here."
"Stop him." Emperor Mingde said slowly.
Li Changqing stepped out, leaped forward, and already stepped in front of the general manager. With a wave of the long sword in his hand, he stopped in front of him: "If you are so anxious, tell your prince to inform you? He doesn't kneel when he sees him. capital offense?"
"Small...little dare not." The manager knelt on the ground and shivered.
"Go, let's see what Yu'er is doing now." Emperor Mingde slowly walked past the manager and headed straight to the inner courtyard.
Lan Yuehou patted the manager's shoulder regretfully: "After following such a master, it's hard for you."
Emperor Mingde walked to the inner courtyard, and saw a whistling sound, and a feather arrow burst out of the air, heading towards Emperor Mingde.
"Stop." Lan Yuehou yelled softly, and the long knife came out of its sheath, a silver light flashed, and it returned to its sheath instantly.
The feather arrow was split into two pieces and fell to the ground.
"Isn't it sick? It looks like he is still very strong." Emperor Mingde raised his head and scolded lightly.
In the center of the inner court, there is a neat row of archery targets. It is obvious that a group of people are trying archery there, but the others are already kneeling on the ground in fright. Only the Red King Xiao Yu is holding a bow in his hand, looking at Mingde The Emperor looked embarrassed.
"Father...How about Father Father!"