Zhao Xizhen was like an ordinary child who didn't understand anything, and when he saw the familiar toys, he hastily brought over the Nine Linked Rings and the Luban Lock.
This is almost a replica of Du Yanshan's work, with no changes in shape or size.
Zhao Xixian quickly disassembled the Rubik's Cube and tossed it aside, then began to solve the Nine Linked Rings...
Sun Fu looked at Fu Ye with a pleading expression, but Fu Ye also had a helpless look on his face.
When Zhao Xi foolishly went to open the Lu Ban lock, Fu Bian resigned himself to his fate.
Even the most intelligent child cannot figure out these twists and turns in an instant.
Han Qi leaned back a bit, his eyes closed, the corners of his mouth twitching non-stop, and his eyelids also trembling, enough to see that he was not calm.
Fan Zhongyan glared at Jia Changchao, but he didn't even bother to look at him.
Ouyang Xiu looked at Zhao Xi with a painful expression, as if he had seen something he didn't want to see.
Actually, everyone present focused their attention on Zhao Xi. Whether they understood or not, whether they were acting or not, they all wanted to learn from Zhao Xi's solution to the Nine Linked Rings, after all, it was the most popular thing in Shilin at the time.
At ordinary times, Sun Fu might ask Zhao Xijun about the nine-linked ring solution in person. However, at this moment, he was thinking that after this matter is over, what kind of outcome will he have?
Mastering literary and military arts, serving the imperial family. Sun Fu had failed in four imperial examinations, but finally obtained a position as a secretary of the Imperial Secretariat after nearly twenty years of reputation, and now has the good fortune to instruct future emperors.
A good fate, perhaps after tonight it will change completely, and I can return to the past, which is a good ending.
Contented with poverty and enjoying the way... who else is willing?
Zhao Xi just pretended not to know, but in his heart he was very clear.
Narrow road meet brave win, he didn't prepare to give in, and even lazy to pretend it's the first contact, simply and efficiently solving the nine linked rings.
Taking advantage of the spare time, he also managed to glance around at the faces of each and every so-called scholar-official... This is the appearance of the masses.
"Ding Dong Dang Dang..."
With that sound, Zhao Xie opened the nine linked rings and then casually threw them to one side. He didn't kindly help them put it back together again, letting them go back and assemble it slowly by themselves.
"This banquet's first young hero has appeared! I ask you, Brother Ming Fu, is he your disciple?"
"Student Zhao Rixi, studying under the tutelage of Mr."
Zhao Xi didn't wait for Sun Fu to respond, stood up and saluted, answering crisply. Etiquette couldn't be lost, nor could momentum, even the vigor of being bold and forthright had to be maintained.
Actually, Sun Fu didn't hear anyone asking him a question at that time, he was just quietly lost in thought.
"How old might I ask is the young master?"
Jia Changchao did not dare to be presumptuous, at least he didn't say: How old is the child?
"Six years old."
Go ahead and bluff, who in the audience doesn't know how old Zhao Xi is? Since you're all acting, I'll play along with you.
"The young master's name is similar to that of our dynasty's Prince E."
Is this what you want to clarify?
Zhao Xi narrowed his eyes and stared at this thing surnamed Jia.
"Maybe it's all the same!"
"And dare not joke, King Wu of Yue can re-forge the Nine Linked Rings..."
Jia Changchao paused for a moment, waiting for Zhao Xie to continue, but instead, Zhao Xie bowed and sat down...
Seeing this situation, Fu Yu and Han Qi's eyes sparkled with surprise: Could it be that the prince is so clever? Has he seen through everything?
Jia Changchao was very embarrassed. In the imperial court, he could reprimand officials for their mistakes and even scold Zhao Zhen because of Zhao Xie's discourtesy.
In this situation, he couldn't afford to offend Zhao Xi, who on the surface was just Sun Fu's student Zhao Rixi.
Could only stare at Sun Fu... but Sun Fu was already daydreaming about Mount Tai.
"The first item of play belongs to Tong Ying naturally, also the only one who can unlock the Lu Ban lock and the nine linked rings tonight."
Not getting a response from Sun Fu, Jia Changchao had no choice but to continue. Unable to continue digging the pit to bury Zhao Xi, Jia Changchao felt somewhat unfulfilled.
"It doesn't matter, sir."
Zhao Xi said to Sun Fu again, this state... Alas, a loyal and honest person will always find it hard to bear such designs.
Another reminder, Sun Fu finally came back to his senses.
It's also about gains and losses. When people have reached a certain level higher than before, once they know they will lose it, the feeling in their heart is the same... reluctance to let go. Few people can truly face the decline.
"I'm fine, don't worry about me."
Still didn't lose control of myself.
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"Only one person in the world can unlock the Lu Ban lock and the nine linked rings... that is the King."
The eunuch's tone rose as he spoke, his long face twisted in a scowl.
Zhao Zhen waved his hand, signaling the eunuch to withdraw... It's too late now! Xier is just clever, not a demon, and can't see through the subtleties.
The queen didn't have the mood to comfort him either.
In these few months, she really loved this obedient and clever child, and also found the feeling of being a mother from Zhao Xi.
I really don't want Xier to suffer any grievances! But now a big pit has been dug...
"Peonies are in season, today all the halls are filled with peonies. Why not take 'Ode to Peonies' as the theme and have Tong Ying compose a poem to match the scene."
"Tong Shu and Yong Shu are both present, so you can distinguish the merits of poetry and literature by yourselves. Everyone else may also offer their opinions."
It was another errand, and every table had paper and pen on it. Zhao Xi first picked it up and took a look...it was indeed worthy of a wealthy family, nothing was ordinary.
Zhao Xi really wanted to write a poem about peonies himself, and he didn't think it was a difficult task.
In his youthful days as a literary enthusiast, he had also dabbled in writing couplets, which was the source of his confidence from the very beginning.
Children under ten years old, even if they write poetry, can have how deep and profound meaning? With my half-baked skills, I should be able to handle this occasion without a problem.
When he picks up his pen, he finds a blank mind. At this time, the peony in his eyes is just a prop, and it's really hard to design his own prop to be inspired.
What's wrong?
It can only be borrowed from the storage in my mind, as for whether others believe it's his writing or not, I don't care. He dares to confirm that one of the poems he will release later is definitely not written by any of the children present.
This is not just Zhao Xi, everyone present understands... At the same time as the paper and pen were issued, except for Zhao Xi who seemed to be thinking, all the other children had already started writing... It's too obvious, let alone children, even those who have made a name for themselves in Donghua Gate may not be able to start writing poetry at the moment when the topic is announced.
Others don't need to watch anymore, but Zhao Xi's thinking has made people pay more attention.
There are more hesitations and vacillations because no one can see the outcome.
But in the orthodox sense, Zhao Xi is their most reasonable future emperor. It's just that they've intervened too deeply over the years, to the point where they can't extricate themselves cleanly, and have no choice but to go along with this charade.
In fact, Zhao Xi was searching in her mind for whose name she should borrow.
The way of poetry, it's also the peak period of Tang and Song dynasties. Although Zhao Xi remembered many works by contemporary masters who were not yet adults or famous, after thinking for half a day, he felt they didn't fit the occasion.
