Kowloon wins

Chapter 306 The Fateful Enemy
"Well, this wild cursive is well written. The charm and demeanor are quite impressive, but the writing power is still insufficient. It seems that it should be done by a rising star of my clan. Who is it? Let me stand up and let me see."

A young eunuch put the two works that had been removed on a silver plate and handed them to the imperial court. A young eunuch next to him was about to tear off the pasted paper, but the old man waved his hand and stopped the young eunuch. He reached out and picked up Hongqing's wild grass banner, and commented on it with great interest. In the end, he didn't rush to touch the paper note, but asked with a smile.

"The words of returning to Huang Mafa were written by my grandson."

All the top courtiers in the palace had seen the on-the-spot competition between Hongqing and Hongli earlier, so they knew that this wild grass was written by Hongqing. The meanings in Hong Qing's body are very complicated, there are those who are jealous, those who are envious, and those who are cold and disdainful, but Hong Qing doesn't care about it at all, and takes a few steps forward with a calm expression, bowing, Respectfully responded.

"Well, good, Qing'er's handwriting is good, I like it very much."

The old man has read Hong Qing's playbook a lot, and he knows that Hong Qing's handwriting is generally acceptable, but not top-notch, but he did not expect to write cursive script this time, it is so good, and it is even more rare. It is this writing that clearly reflects Hong Qing's original heart, which naturally makes the old man very satisfied.

"Huang Mafa's reputation is too high. The grandson's graffiti is still hard to be elegant. You still have to learn from Huang Mafa. Maybe you will be successful in the future."

Hong Qing had been in Zhao Ri for a long time, and when he spoke the official language, he was very smooth, and inadvertently, he was already a flatterer and cleverly slapped it, which made the smile on the old man's face even brighter.

"Well, okay, then I will give you what I did today, and how much you can learn is your ability."

The old man obviously took advantage of Hong Qing's little flattery, stretched out his hand to stroke the long beard on his chest, and gave the reward with a smile.

"Thank you for your kindness, Emperor Mafa, my grandson will definitely learn from it, and I will never dare to betray the love of Emperor Mafa."

The old man’s writing in the central hall is not bad, but if you really want to say how good it is, it’s not necessarily so. Compared with He and Wang, two recognized calligraphers, it’s actually quite different. Well, it's really not true, but the old man is the emperor, and the proud work he bestowed is naturally a great fortune. No, didn't you see that the eyes of all the nobles around you are red?Hong Qing would not refuse, she quickly knelt down on the ground and thanked her kindly with excitement.

"Well, let me look at this poem again. Well, at night, the sky is covered with clouds, and in the morning, jade leaves are fluttering. There is no forest without silver flowers, and there are peaks with ice patterns. You can see the hotel flag when it is close, and the monk's room The sound of the bell can still be heard from far away. The original autumn rain after entering the customs, the north and the south greeted each other. The artistic conception is good, but the charm is lacking, and there is also a lack of experience. Generally speaking, it is quite impressive. As for the writing, it is a little immature. Compared with Qing'er's wild grass, it is less bold and open-minded, but it is also a rare masterpiece. Who made this work? "

The old man didn't talk to Hong Qing any more, and nodded with a smile, signaling Hong Qing to step back, then picked up Hong Li's poems, and commented carefully.

"Grandson Hongli kowtowed to Huang Mafa."

As early as when the old man ordered his poems to be taken down, Hongli was already looking forward to this moment. Seeing that the old man had a question, he dared not delay the slightest, so he hurriedly flashed out from the fourth master, and ran away for several Stepping forward, he rushed in front of the old man, knelt down on the ground, and saluted loudly.

"Hongli? Well, you are the second son of the fourth child?"

The old man has many sons and grandchildren, so it is impossible to take care of all of them, not to mention the grandchildren, even those underage boys, the old man rarely has time to pay attention, and he really didn't recognize them all at once. Hongli's origin, Haosheng thought about it, and then he had a little impression, but he didn't dare to be too sure, so he asked hesitantly.

"If you go back to Huang Mafa, that's exactly the case."

Seeing that the old man failed to recognize him, Hongli couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, but he didn't dare to show it, so he could only kneel up straight, and replied with a sincere face.

"Well, I remember that Er is half a year younger than Qing'er, but is that so?"

The old man looked at Hongli and saw that he was born Zhou Zheng, and he liked it quite a lot in his heart, so he nodded, and continued to ask questions very kindly.

"Huang Ma Fa Mingjian, the grandson is indeed five months younger than Qing Baylor."

Seeing the kindness of the old man's face, Hongli immediately felt a warm current in his heart, his face turned red instantly, and there was a trace of trembling in his answer.

"Well, yes, it seems that at your age, it's not good to have such a talent. I really hope that from the next day, you will come to the study room to study."

The old man seemed to appreciate Hongli's talent and learning, and after pondering for a while, he gave his will.

"Thank you for your kindness, Emperor Mafa, my grandson will definitely be good and hardworking, and I will never dare to disappoint Huang Mafa's expectations."

Hongli has always been chasing after Hongqing, and when he heard that he would also have the opportunity to enter the study room, his excitement was immediately beyond words, and the sound of kowtow to thank him also trembled.

"Congratulations to Your Majesty for having a wonderful grandson. This is a sign of the prosperity of our heavenly dynasty. I dare not not congratulate you!"

"Your Majesty is sage, blessed and unparalleled, and there are talents from generation to generation, this is a good story through the ages!"

"Congratulations, Your Majesty, His Majesty!"

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Seeing that the old man was happy, all the courtiers were happy to join in the fun, so there was a lot of flattery in the hall, which made the old man laugh out loud...

Palace banquets are all about grandeur, there are all kinds of singing and dancing, juggling, firework shows, civil and military dramas and so on. As for the food and drink, it’s just a matter of eating. What you want is the noisy atmosphere. The so-called drunk or not? That's the reason for self-drunkness, no, even though he didn't drink much wine, the third master was a little more relaxed. Once he returned to the mansion, he left a sentence and wandered back to the main courtyard. After taking a rest, Hongqing didn't feel sleepy at all, and went straight to "Xiankeju" all the way without saying a word.

"See the little prince."

The time of Xu is coming to an end, and the night is getting a little dark. The two book boys on duty outside the "Xiankeju" are already yawning again and again, but when they see Guan Yu holding a lantern and accompanying Hong Qing, they are immediately refreshed , rushed forward, and saluted together to say hello.

"Well, is the master asleep?"

Hong Qing was so thoughtful, she didn't care to pay attention to the two schoolboys' attention, so she just nodded her head and made a nonchalant expression.

"If you go back to the little prince, the master is still in the study in the inner courtyard and has not turned back."

Hong Qing has become more and more majestic in the mansion these years, when he asked, the two schoolboys dared not neglect, they almost answered in unison.

"Ah."

Hearing that Old Master Chen was still in the study in the inner courtyard at such a time, Hong Qing couldn't help being taken aback for a moment, but didn't say anything more, just let out a noncommittal, turned around and rushed to the study in the inner courtyard.

"The disciple has seen the master."

Just now, she turned around the screen at the door of the study, and saw the old master who was sitting upright had swept her gaze over. Hong Qing didn't dare to be rude, so she hurriedly walked a few steps, rushed to the front, bowed, and greeted him respectfully. .

"Is the little prince very thoughtful?"

After watching Hong Qing silently for a while, the old master stretched out his hand to stroke the long beard on his chest, raised his eyebrows, pointed at the core and opened his mouth.

"Yes, so that Master can know that Fourth Uncle brought his son Hongli along to the banquet today... Huang Mafa has already allowed him to study in the study, so that's fine. Disciple is not shy about his thesis, but Wu Sidao, who hides in the fourth uncle's house, is not an idler. Fourth uncle Ying is also a man who looks down on the wolf, and with the help of this cold and cunning person, there will be many troubles in the future, disciple I'm really worried, so I ask my master to give me some advice."

In front of Old Master Chen, Hong Qing would not hide too much, so she described in detail what happened before and after the banquet today, but in the end, she turned the topic to Wu Sidao.

"Wu Sidao? The one who made a big fuss in the southern boudoir in the 36th year of Kangxi? Well, I have heard about it as a teacher. What is the little prince going to do?"

Old Master Chen did not directly make a plan for Hong Qing, but asked slowly.

"So that Master can know that when I was in the south of the Yangtze River, I have heard a lot about this person's reputation, I have read his writings, and I have visited him time and time again. Seeing it, now that he has been thrown into the fourth uncle's tent, he is already in serious trouble, and I thought he couldn't stay for a long time, I don't know what Master thinks?"

Hong Qing didn't hide how much she feared Wu Sidao. Although her words were calm, she couldn't hide the murderous aura inside.

"Does the little prince have no confidence in himself, or does he not have confidence in the old man?"

Old Master Chen glanced at Hong Qing coldly, and asked some cruel words.

"This……"

Hearing what the old master said, Hong Qing froze on the spot immediately, the corners of her mouth twitched, as if she wanted to say something, but at the end, she didn't say anything.

"The world is so big, there are countless strange people and strange men, can you kill them all by killing? If so, does the young prince have to kill Lu Chunyan from the eighth master's mansion? There is Wang Sidao, Ma Sidao, it is It's not that the little prince also plans to get rid of them, huh?"

Old Master Chen didn't save Hong Qing any face, and mercilessly mocked Hong Qing.

"Phew... Master, calm down, this disciple knows his mistake, but as long as he is doing the right thing, why should he be afraid of ghosts and ghosts? Even if he is the enemy of destiny, he will definitely be a stepping stone for this disciple. , then the battle is over!"

Old Master Chen's words really woke Hong Qing up like a basin of cold water, her heart froze, her arrogance suddenly aroused, she stood up proudly, and uttered the strongest battle cry!

(End of this chapter)