Chapter 102 It's useless to be a scholar!

Entering the Peony Pavilion, there is a feeling of being on the stage. The King of Ming is the protagonist, and the people who look at the side of the garden are the officials. They are the supporting roles in the play, or the clowns...

Zhao Rui, the king of the Ming Dynasty, looked at Song Yi who stepped into the pavilion with a faint smile. After the ceremony, Song Yi said hello to the prince. Zhao Rui waved his hand casually and let Song Yi sit down on the opposite side. Zhao Rui didn't say anything, and Song Yi naturally had no reason to take the lead.

After a while, Zhao Rui opened the topic with the war in Bianzhou City not long ago. Song Yi roughly told Zhao Rui what he knew. He did not say that he participated in the war, but that Dou Nian of Zhizhou was well in governing the state, was well-adjusted, and finally eliminated the disaster in the situation of minimal damage.

Although Song Yi deliberately ignored many major plots and did not say it, Zhao Rui, the king of the Ming Dynasty, was still a little surprised by what Song Yi knew. Because although the war scene from Song Yi's mouth is not specific, Song Yi undoubtedly knows more than the boundaries that an ordinary person can understand about the description of the number of Liao people and the situation of Dou Niande.

"So, did you also witness this war in Bianzhou City at that time?" Zhao Rui said with a frown in surprise.

"Yes... Unfortunately, I saw a lot of tragedies!" Song Yi looked awe-inspiring.

"That's good... Let's not talk about these past tragedies! I heard that you just said something rebellious...' It's useless to be a scholar. How dare you say such a thing, but do you know what the scholars and literati in the world should think of you? Between Zhao Rui's words, there was already a questioning tone.

"What Song Yi said is not to despise scholars, but just for some people who have feelings. I think that literati write poems to reflect the rise and fall of an era, not to fight fiercely. The emperor of the State of Zhao founded the country with martial arts and fell into this country with blood. Nowadays, he treats literati well. Of course, it is not to make scholars use poetry to compare with others! The way of poetry is naturally much worse than the way of national operation, and Chu Bai... It has always been respected by poetry, such a scholar... Ha ha!"

After Song Yi finished speaking, the sneer at the corners of his mouth was naturally not hidden, and the truth was displayed under the eyes of Zhao Rui, the king of the Ming Dynasty. Song Yi may be worried that the prince will be furious, but fortunately, Song Yi knows that there is no written prison in this era, and it is impossible for him to be questioned by Zhao Rui, and Zhao Rui does not have this right.

After listening to Song Yi's words, Zhao Rui's face was changeable and he didn't know what he was thinking about. After thinking for a while, he said with a complicated look, "What you said is also a little reasonable, but you said that 'a hundred useless is a scholar', and you are just outstanding in poetry. Isn't it contradictory?"

"Of course, there is no contradiction! Because Song Yi never admitted that he was a useful talent..." Song Yi said with a smile, and a trace of wisdom flashed in his eyes.

"Hahahaha... I don't know if you are a useful talent, but I'm very sure that you are a cunning person... No wonder you can make so many people speechless in addition to the limelight, Song Yi... I remember you!" Zhao Rui was stunned and suddenly said with a smile.

"As long as the prince doesn't blame..."

"Even if I want to blame you, I really can't think of anyone's talent in Luoyang City who can compare with you, and talking to you makes me feel that I don't have a sense of distance, which makes me feel a little surprised. Could it be that you used to be a child of the Wang family, otherwise where did this calm demeanor come from? " Zhao Rui asked in surprise.

"Soong Yiyi is a civilian... Maybe the prince is approachable!" Song Yi answered cunningly again.

"Well, I'm coming to you. I originally wanted to ask about things in Bianzhou City. By the way, I want to scold you for being frivolous, but at present, I can't say anything! I was also inspired by what you said just now... If you are really a talented person, you must have done something in your career in the future. At that time, I would like to ask you again what kind of person is useful!" Zhao Rui said with a smile. It seems that the rampant words of 'useless is a scholar' have been ignored by him!

"Thank you, Lord..." Song Yi slightly restrained the salute.

"Go ahead. If it's okay, you can come and go with Xi Guiren in these days when you are still in Luoyang. You can go in and out of the gate of the Ming Palace!" Zhao Rui said with a smile.

Song Yi thanked him again with a smile, and then got up and walked out of the Peony Pavilion...

In the garden, on the edge of a lotus pond, although there is no swaying green lotus leaves, the fat and tender koi in a pond are swaying in the clear waves, giving people a pleasant enjoyment. Xi Gui and Du Qingyan sit in the corner of a pavilion by the pond to chat, and the servants are separated from afar!

"I'm really envious of youth... Able to be wild and indulgent! Qingyan, when will you and Song Yi leave Luoyang? Xi Guiren asked with a smile, but her tone seemed to be sad!

"How do you know that we will leave Luoyang City? My master hasn't agreed yet!" Qingyan replied slightly sadly that she had not figured out how to plead with her master.

"The magic doctor valorises you so much. I believe that she is for your own good at all times. As long as she sees Song Yi's sincerity clearly, she will agree. Besides... You are not mother and daughter. You don't have to be so rigid!" Xi Guiren said jokingly.

Qingyan quickly replied solemnly, "Although Qingyan and Master are not mother and daughter, Master saved my life. Of course, Qingyan wants to listen to Master, and... Song Yi should also treat the master as an elder. Qingyan originally had no mother, but in fact, the relationship with the master has long been like a mother and daughter..."

"Mother and daughter... Ha ha, don't say that too early..." Xi Guiren's eyes suddenly became a little complicated, like a muttering to himself.

At this time, Song Yi also came over. Soon, the three of them left the royal palace, and then shirked the banquet invitation of the nobleman and separated at the gate of the noble palace. Of course... Du Qingyan and Song Yi walked the same way, and Zhan Peng followed from afar!

In the yellow finch view, in a room in the quiet backyard, Chu Bai knelt in front of a screen, and Taoist priest Mingsong stood in front of him and scolded, "Waste! Do you know that it's not for you to get close to Du Qingyan? You have ruined our plan now... Xi Guiren doesn't look at you highly from now on. What's the use of you? That boy is really right!' It's useless to be a scholar. "Huh..."

Chu Bai lowered his head, and his eyes were full of deep yin and poisonous colors!!