All Heavens: From Joy of Life to The Great Feng Night Watchman

"Second brother... what is meant by clothing and manners?"

The sound was very soft, but everyone in the hall heard it.

Li Zhi frankly stated, "Clothing and hats refer to the attire of cultured people, representing cultural orthodoxy."

Li Chang'an looked puzzled. "Where is the orthodoxy of culture? It should be judged by whether a person is cultured."

"Can one judge whether someone is cultured simply by their clothing and the region they come from?"

Before Li Zhi could speak, Wei Bi began to speak coldly and sarcasticly.

"The child is still ignorant, not even knowing what proper attire and etiquette are!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Chang'an suddenly laughed.

"Your Majesty, I would like to describe Marquis Changning!"

Emperor Qing granted his request without hesitation.

Li Zhi asked curiously, "Third brother, you've already written 'Ode to the Goose' and 'Ode to the Snow,' now you want to write one about a person?"

Li Chang'an shook his head. "It's not about praising people."

Li Zhi understood immediately, "Oh, that's right."

The Marquis of Changning is not human.

Upon hearing this, Wei Bi flew into a rage.

"Li Zhi, you're not human!"

No sooner had Wei Bi finished speaking than Li Chang'an spoke.

"I want a needle, the kind of embroidery needle that my mother uses!"

Li Zhi was completely bewildered, but Fan Jian slapped the table.

"Oh! Your Highness means that Marquis Changning is very meticulous!"

Marquis Changning, Wei Bi, was furious. These two were insulting him indirectly!

The ministers of Nanqing burst into laughter, and Wei Bi's face turned bright red.

"Your Highness, I am all ears!"

"Your humble servant is quite talented and virtuous, how did he become nothing more than an embroidery needle!"

Li Chang'an pointed his finger at Wei Bi, and Wei Bi suddenly felt his body stiffen.

I have a very bad feeling!

"A needle forged through countless trials, moved haphazardly across the cloth."

"They have eyes on their backsides; they only recognize clothes, not people."

After Li Chang'an finished speaking, there was a brief silence around him.

Then came an even louder burst of laughter!

Even Emperor Qing couldn't hold back and laughed so hard he almost fell over!

The minister of Nanqing was already quite drunk, and now he was completely out of control.

Even the Northern Qi delegation couldn't help but laugh.

What a loss!

The eye of an embroidery needle is located on your buttocks.

Li Chang'an watched helplessly as the Marquis of Changning's favorability rating dropped from -50 to -100!

The hatred level is maxed out!

The future Northern Qi emperor Zhan Doudou's uncle was almost driven to death by Li Chang'an!

Li Zhi, quite drunk, came up to Wei Bi carrying a wine jug.

"Eyes are on your butt, so what's wrong with your anus?"

"Lord Changning, you are about to become famous throughout the world!"

"From this day forward, the whole world will know your new title!"

"Asshole Marquis!"

Chapter 10: Crowned King Ahead of Schedule! Three Poems at the Age of Five! Fame Spreads Widely!

Cui Shen and Wei Bi are two different kinds of people, which can be seen from their emotional intelligence.

Although he could no longer compose poetry, Cui Shen's emotional value increased by twenty.

This man who wrote the Five-Character Poem is indeed a true cultured person.

Prince Jing, Li Zhi, being so playful on the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests, once again ignited laughter throughout the hall.

Only the emperor's own brother would dare to be so presumptuous in the palace.

Wei Bi was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, fearing that the nickname would really spread.

"Li Zhi! You! You have disgraced scholars! You have gone too far!"

As the state banquet drew to a close, Cui Shen let out a deep sigh.

"Your Majesty, the more I think about the Third Prince's three poems, the more I admire them!"

"The language is simple yet lively, the imagery is innocent and pure, and the poetic talent is natural!"

"Ode to the goose, ode to the snow, ode to the needle—three odes at the age of five will surely be a legendary tale!"

Emperor Qing nodded in satisfaction, "Your Excellency truly lives up to your reputation as a disciple of the Zhuang family; you possess a magnanimous heart!"

Cui Shen continued, "Your Majesty, I am unworthy to offer my services to the Third Prince, but I would like to act as a go-between."

"My master is renowned throughout the land. I, your humble servant, wish to recommend His Highness the Third Prince to become his disciple. I humbly request Your Majesty's permission!"

Zhuang Mohan is a leader in the literary world; no one in Nanqing can become his disciple.

Emperor Qing laughed and said, "Well done, you five-character Great Wall, you've tried to poach my own brothers!"

The officials of Nanqing were in an uproar, and their opinions diverged.

Zhuang Mohan is a recognized literary giant, and he doesn't just accept anyone as his disciple.

This opportunity to become an apprentice is extremely rare.

However, the fact that Emperor Qing's brother became a disciple of the Northern Qi people made the literary scene in Southern Qing seem too weak.

It's not easy to find a genius, and they still have to go to Northern Qi to become his apprentice.

His incompetence in the literary world had always been a source of anxiety for Emperor Qing.

Scholars from both Nanqing and Dongyi considered it an honor to participate in the imperial examinations in Northern Qi.

Although passing the exam would not allow him to serve as an official in Northern Qi, he would certainly be able to find a position upon returning to his homeland.

Because everyone believed that being able to pass the imperial examination in the Northern Qi Dynasty with top honors qualified one to serve as an official throughout the country.

Deep down, Emperor Qing did not want Li Chang'an to become Zhuang Mohan's apprentice.

Even though Li Chang'an later became a great poet, everyone in the world said that he was taught by the Northern Qi!

Emperor Qing turned to Li Chang'an and asked, "Third brother, are you willing?"

Li Chang'an shook his head, then bowed to Emperor Qing in greeting.

He said solemnly, “Your Majesty! Your humble servant is willing to serve as Zhuang Mohan of Daqing!”

Li Chang'an's words once again caused an awkward silence in the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests.

The vast majority of people in the hall were scholars, and they knew how high Zhuang Mohan's status was.

Even people from Nanqing felt that Li Chang'an's words were a bit arrogant.

However, Emperor Qing did not think so; he believed that the literary world was merely a tool for ruling.

His scholarship was excellent, and his poetry and prose were beautiful, but he was far from being deified.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Emperor Qing uttered three resounding "Good!"

"Students from Daqing should have this ambition!"

"How can we always rely on others to teach us poetry and literature?"

Emperor Qing had long harbored the desire to revitalize the literary world, but there had been no progress.

This is like football; no matter how rich and powerful a country is, if you can't play well, you still can't play well.

Therefore, Li Chang'an was speaking in accordance with Emperor Qing's wishes.

Even if everyone else thinks it's arrogant, Emperor Qing would agree with it.

The officials of Nanqing then realized what was happening and offered their congratulations to Emperor Qing.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty! The Third Prince has lofty aspirations!"