Simulation becomes reality, have I ever looked down upon the eternity?

Chapter 374: So what if you have talent? Bow down and salute!
Yaoxian Tower, second floor.

Xie Yuan and others have learned that Xie Guan has gone up to the fourth floor to meet Su Xiang and Mr. San.

My heart, which had been somewhat at ease, was now anxious again.

If Xie Guan's answer fails to satisfy the two, I'm afraid no one can save him today.

Everyone was worried, wondering whether Xie Guan's poems could impress Su Xiang and Mr. San.

Zhang Yunzhi has stood up, her eyes fixed on the fourth floor, her expression tense.

Everyone on the third floor also looked up, gazing towards the fourth floor with burning eyes.

There was a moment of silence in the Yaoxian Tower, as if even the performance of the courtesans on the four square stages at the Banquet of Flowers had been forgotten by everyone.

Xu Xiyue was also looking at the fourth floor.

As Xie Guan went up to the fourth floor, the eunuch in the red dragon robe slowly stepped down, and the poems he had copied in his hand began to be passed down from floor to floor.

"Sixth brother, what do you think will happen to Xie Guan today?"

The second prince Chen Feng spoke slowly, "Can he walk down the fourth floor alive?"

Chen Feng laughed bitterly, "It's funny to say that when I see Prime Minister Su now, I still feel fear in my heart unconsciously."

"My mother once told me that when my royal grandfather was born, it was Prime Minister Su who held him in his cradle. Then there was my father, and even me..."

"My mother always asked me to call him father Xiang, but I always called him Su Xiang."

When Prince Yan heard this, the image of the white-haired old man sitting behind the curtain in the court emerged in his mind.

Prime Minister Su has been in power in the Great Qi government for nearly two hundred years. He is extremely powerful and everyone fears him like a tiger.

Even the nine major families did not dare to openly refute Prime Minister Su in the Mingtang Palace.

The real cabinet has the final say, and the weight of the prime minister's power has made it almost suffocating for the Chen royal family in the past two hundred years.

Of course, this repressed feeling had long been pent up in the hearts of these generations of princes, turning into an unspeakable resentment.

However, even though they were angry, they did not dare to show it at all. Instead, they had to be respectful to Prime Minister Su.

As the ruler of a country and the person who holds the divine weapon, he has to act according to the Su family's wishes.

But even so, so what?

Looking back on the two generations of emperors, they had secretly united with several of the nine major surnames to launch palace coups, but no one dared to raise the banner of "clearing the emperor's side". Instead, they directed their spearheads at the Empress Dowager of the Zhuge family in the name of punishing the "evil husband".

However, they all ended in failure, and the power of the royal family further declined.

The princesses and princes of the Chen family had long lost their former privileges.

The princesses were sent to marry with the nine major surnames, and the princes were repeatedly bullied by the children of the nine major surnames.

It wasn't until this generation that the situation began to improve slightly.

The second prince had the support of the academy, while the Prince of Yan relied on the support of the nine major surnames, which finally made the royal family have some of the aura of an emperor's son.

Perhaps it was because Prime Minister Su had shifted his focus to the Sui Dynasty in the west over the past twenty years, and seemed to be intentionally shifting his attention away from the court.

This gave the royal family and the nine major surnames a chance to breathe a sigh of relief.

King Chen Ting of Yan lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "Second brother, am I not the same? Every time Prime Minister Su's eyes swept over me, I dared not look directly at him. I always felt that his eyes were like those of a beast that would choose its prey."

He paused, with a hint of helplessness in his voice, "The old man has been in the court for too long..."

Chen Feng nodded slowly, his expression solemn: "Before the autumn examination next year, according to convention, the position of the Eastern Palace will be decided."

He raised his eyes to look at Chen Ting, and his tone was tentative, "Sixth brother, aren't you afraid that I will take away the position of the Lord of the Country?"

Chen Ting laughed sarcastically when he heard this: "Lord of the State?"

He shook his head, a trace of disdain in his eyes, "Second brother, just wait and see, can Wang Ling leave the capital now? The so-called master of the country, how dare you say such a thing?"

"A handwritten note from the Su Mansion is more effective than an imperial edict from the current dynasty."

He raised his hand and stroked the wide cuffs with dragon patterns, and said calmly: "Of course, if you, my second brother, take the throne, let me go to the north to build my career. If..."

Before he finished speaking, Chen Feng already understood what he meant.

To the north is the area bordering Changshengtian, and it is also where the two pillars of Da Qi are located.

Chen Ting is on good terms with the Li family, the Xie family, and the Sima family. If he goes north, he may be able to accumulate strength.

If Chen Feng was just a puppet emperor, once there was a change in the palace, Chen Ting would respond from outside.

The two looked at each other and understood each other. Everyone in the court knew that the two princes were fighting openly and secretly, and they wanted to compete for superiority in everything.

However, over the past three or four years, those who are attentive would have discovered that although the two men did not get along on the surface, they even fought several major battles in the court and used swords against each other.

But the strange thing is!
The power of the two princes never canceled each other out like "soldiers and pawns", but instead grew stronger.

There is a tacit understanding among them.

Just as Chen Feng was deep in thought, he heard King Yan suddenly change the subject.

"Do you think Xie Guan will be able to escape today?"

"He stole the spotlight today. It's a pity that such an outstanding young man is too outstanding in the crowd. This king has long been interested in his talent."

The King of Yan paused, his eyes far away, as if smiling: "If the ministers in the court are all such pleasing and talented people, it would be a good thing."

"All the best talents in the world are here."

Chen Feng looked up at the fourth floor, his tone filled with helplessness and regret: "If there were no obstacles today, how could I be so reluctant to lose face and promote a story of thirst for talent?"

As they were talking, the two saw the old eunuch in charge of the seal, wearing a bright red dragon robe and holding a copied poem, walking slowly down.

A group of young eunuchs bowed and distributed papers to everyone.

Chen Feng took the paper and looked at the poem on it:
"Baiyujing in the sky, five cities on the twelfth floor."

"The immortal touches my top and bears longevity."

……

"Who will sweep the Golden Terrace? It's hard to travel, so let's go home!"

His eyes focused, he quickly read the poem, and then carefully put the paper away.

The King of Yan also finished reading the poems. Although he was not well versed in literature, he could still feel the heroic spirit of a prince between the lines.

He raised his eyes and glanced at the expressions of the people on the third floor. He saw that the teachers in the academy were either pondering or shaking their heads, as if they were savoring the text carefully or considering its deeper meaning.

The entire Yaoxian Tower was silent for a moment.

Only the spirit of the poetry lingered faintly in the air, as if capturing everyone's attention.

It seems that this poem is really outstanding!

Just hear!
Chen Feng sighed in a low voice: "From today on, Xie Guan's name will be known throughout Bianjing."

He shook his head, with a bit of admiration and surprise in his tone, "It seems that I have underestimated this Master Guan today."

"Before he even reached adulthood, he overwhelmed all the beauties at the banquet with his one poem."

When the King of Yan heard this, he disagreed.

He thought to himself, so what if I have talent?

Although Xie Guan was extremely talented, he was almost reaching adulthood and had not yet practiced martial arts or cultivated his spiritual power. He just spent the whole day reading in the courtyard.

Is it possible to read a bright and clear world from the book?
In his eyes, this weak and frail man who was not even capable of tying a chicken could be destroyed in the blink of an eye.

His eyes were stern.

In this world, no matter how talented you are, if you don't have the strength to back you up, it will ultimately be nothing more than a flash in the pan.

In this great world, only strength is the real foundation for survival.

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Yu Ke walked slowly down the third floor, and the old eunuch in charge of the seal was still standing there waiting.

Seeing Yu Ke approaching, the old eunuch bowed slightly and spoke respectfully.

"Master Guan, Prime Minister Su has already given instructions for today's invitation to the Immortal Tower."

"There are four floors up and down, you can come and go as you please."

After saying that, he stood up and left. Yu Ke nodded, and his eyes swept across the third floor. He saw many people from the nine major families in Bianjing looking at him, including some from the academy, with admiration in their eyes.

He also saw the old lady of the Xie family and Xie Hong and the other three. However, when the old lady saw him coming down the stairs, her eyes became gloomy, she snorted coldly, and turned and left with the four people.

When Yu Keben saw this, he had no intention of going forward to greet them.

At this time, the banquet was coming to an end.

He didn't know anyone upstairs, and if he tried to make friends with them now, he would probably be rejected.

There is no need to force yourself to fit into a circle that you cannot fit into.

Yu Ke was just about to go downstairs when he heard a kind voice behind him.

"Master Guan, from today on, I'm afraid everyone in Bianjing will recognize you."

Upon hearing this, Yu Ke turned around and looked.

A middle-aged man in a scholar's robe stood not far away.

He had a handsome appearance, with a beautiful beard. Although his face looked a little sick, his eyes were gentle and he was looking at him with a smile.

This person is Xie Yuan’s uncle, Zhuge Jian.

Yu Ke followed his memory and bowed respectfully, "Xie Guan, I'm honored to meet you, Mr. Jingyue."

He spoke modestly, bowing his head slightly, "Mr. Jingyue, I really don't deserve your words. It's just a little more false reputation, not worth mentioning."

Zhuge Jian looked at Xie Guan and saw that he was still calm and neither humble nor arrogant, just like when he was in Hongjingyuan. He was neither carried away by his current fame nor uneasy because of the attention of everyone.

Have the bearing of a gentleman!

He smiled slightly and said in a gentle tone: "Master Guan, it would be great if you could come to the academy to study in the future. At least, you don't have to worry about entering the academy anymore."

"You can also practice in the academy, and your future will definitely be bright."

When Yu Ke heard this, he felt a little surprised.

I just came down from the fourth floor, and Zhuge Jian already knew that I was admitted to the academy, which was quite surprising.

He was about to speak, but Zhuge Jian smiled and explained: "I was originally a useless disciple of Mr. San. Mr. San liked your interpretation of 'benevolent and ambitious people' very much."

"Mr. San came downstairs today because your words comforted him."

Zhuge Jian's face was serious. "Mr. San, I feel a lot of depression and my health is getting worse day by day. I have learned the advice from Master Guan."

"I haven't seen you so cheerful in many years."

After hearing this, Yu Ke was shocked.

It’s not because of what Zhuge Jian said, but because this incident happened so long ago in Hongjingyuan.

At that time, I made the choice according to the prompts of "Kunxu Ding".

Unexpected!
I didn’t react at that time, and it took such a long time before I realized it in front of this beautiful banquet.

What a far-reaching plan!
"A Ding, it's really comprehensive."

Speaking of which!

Zhuge Jian's expression straightened up, and he bowed solemnly, speaking in a sincere tone:

"As your disciple, Zhuge Jian would like to express his gratitude to Master Guan."

Yu Ke quickly reached out to support him, but found that with his own strength, he could not move Mr. Jingyue at all.

He was secretly shocked. It seemed that high-ranking officials in the court, in addition to being well-educated, also needed to have good cultivation.

With no other options, he had to wait for Zhuge Jian to complete the ceremony.

The people around had already turned their eyes over, and Zhuge Jian did not deliberately lower his voice, so many people heard it clearly.

Everyone's eyes flickered and they all had their own thoughts in their minds.

It seems that the three gentlemen's coming out to protect Xie Guan today was not without purpose, and the fact that Xie Guan is about to join the academy is even more eye-catching.

Many people from the academy present were even more surprised that Xie Guan was appreciated by the third master and wanted to practice in the academy.

Yu Ke smiled helplessly, "Mr. Jingyue, this is really embarrassing for Xie Guan."

Just then!
Xie Guan noticed that the dozen or so academy disciples wearing Confucian robes on the third floor were all the same as Zhuge Jian.

Bow to him.

On the third floor, everyone was quiet and looked over slowly.

Xie Hong's eyes also moved. Those who saluted were all disciples of Mr. San.

Old Lady Xie's expression became increasingly ugly.

Yu Ke had no choice but to return the greeting.

Zhuge Jian stood up straight, the smile on his face still lingering.

He didn't say much, just patted Yu Ke's shoulder gently.

Originally, Mr. San had intended to accept him as his disciple, but today, when he attended the banquet to thank Guan for his talent, he did not accept him as his disciple.

It’s such a pity, otherwise he would have an extra junior fellow apprentice.

Zhuge Jian told Yu Ke all about the busyness and worries of Xie Yuan, Zhang Yunzhi and others, and said, "I won't bother you young people. They are on the second floor."

After saying this, Zhuge Jian turned and left.

Yu Ke thanked him and went downstairs to the third floor.

What's strange is!

Until Xie Guan went down from the fourth floor, no one from the people upstairs came to greet him.

As soon as he went down the fourth floor, Yu Ke saw Xie Yuan and others waiting downstairs.

He glanced around and saw many familiar faces.

Although Xie Renfeng, Zhao Yang and others did not come closer, they were closely watching every move here from a distance.

Xie Yuan did not shy away from it. He immediately stepped forward, hooked his arm around Yu Ke's shoulders, and whispered in his ear:
"Brother Guan, you are so dishonest! When did you become sworn brothers with the heroes of the Sanzhen Sect?

"Don't even take me, your brother, with you!"

A frown appeared between Yu Ke's brows.

This Xie Yuan was just like in the simulation. When faced with the heinous crime of having his property confiscated and his clan exterminated, his mind was filled with only the sense of brotherhood.

"Sixth brother, there are too many people involved in this matter, we will discuss it later."

"Brother Guan, you are indeed righteous!"

Yu Ke turned around, glanced at everyone, and finally landed on Zhang Yunzhi, and thanked her sincerely:
“Thanks to everyone’s help this time.”

Zhang Yunzhi's cheeks turned slightly red and she lowered her head without saying a word.

Yu Ke turned to Xu Xiyue who was standing beside him and said, "Madam Xu, thank you for your concern this time."

Xu Xiyue nodded gently, then said goodbye and left with a smile, "Master Guan, it's very lively today, I won't disturb you."

After saying that, she turned and left.

It was only at this moment that Xie Renfeng noticed that on the third floor, the great scholar Zhuge Jian from Bian Jing was bowing to Xie Guan.

This is not an ordinary move. These people are all disciples of the Three Masters, and they are all great scholars or famous people of the time.

Moreover, his cultivation is very high.

This gift represents Mr. San’s recognition of the cultural context.

It was like Xie Guan had a real amulet in Bian Jing.

Damn!

Xie Renfeng tore into pieces the poem written by Xie Guan that the young eunuch had just circulated.

I'm afraid that after tomorrow, everyone in the streets and alleys of Bianjing will be talking about this illegitimate son of the Xie family.

Xie Guan must die!

(End of this chapter)