Chapter 62 Your Highness, You Have Been Chosen by Xia Yuzhi

"Your Highness, please forgive us this time."

"Tonight, I am here to entertain Mr. Shi on the orders of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. I heard that Mr. Shi is obsessed with Miss Yu Zhi, so I wanted to invite Miss Yu Zhi to accompany him."

Regret filled my chest.

Feng Huai wished he had a pill of regret in front of him.

"Humph--"

"For my brother's sake, I will let you go tonight."

"However, as students of the Imperial College, with the Spring Examination approaching, you are not reviewing your past and learning new things in the Imperial College, but are instead infatuated with romance. How can you serve the court in the future?"

"Your Highness taught you a lesson!"

Feng Huai and the other three admitted their mistakes repeatedly and lowered their heads so low that they almost buried them in the ground.

They only hoped that their submissive attitude would calm Zhou Haochen down.

"Miss Yuzhi, please prepare your writing."

Xia Yuzhi: ???

Liu Zhiwei: ???

Feng Huai: ???
Everyone:? ? ?
What is His Highness Thirteen going to do?
Full of doubts, Xia Yuzhi still followed Zhou Haochen's instructions and prepared the pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

"I watched the students of the Imperial College wandering among the flowers, and I felt something in my heart."

"Thank you for troubling Miss Yuzhi. I want you to write it."

The lights are on at the third watch and the chicken is at the fifth watch,
It is the time for boys to study.

Black-haired people don’t know how to study hard and learn early.
Bai Shoufang regretted that he was late in studying.

"Prince Feng, I will give this poem to you."

"I hope you can study hard, pass the exams as soon as possible, and serve the court."

After leaving a poem to encourage learning, Zhou Haochen said to Yue Chongshan.

"Close the team!"

With a whoosh, Zhou Haochen left the pleasure boat with a group of people.

It was not until Zhou Haochen left that the heavy burden in Feng Huai's and the other three's hearts finally fell to the ground.

Beads of cold sweat flowed down my forehead unknowingly and hung around my neck.

The Thirteenth Prince finally passed this level.

It’s just… this poem…

Feng Huai looked at the poem encouraging learning written by Zhou Haochen with a confused look on his face.

He failed in martial arts, and to put it nicely he gave up martial arts to pursue literature, but he knew very well how much knowledge he had.

He understood the meaning of the poem, but the quality of the poem...

He knows nothing!
"Miss Yuzhi, what do you think of His Highness's poem?" Feng Huai looked at Xia Yuzhi.

Xia Yuzhi nodded lightly and said calmly, "Poetry is not something I am good at. However, the Thirteenth Prince's poem to encourage learning is simple in words but easy to remember. I believe it must be... excellent."

Xia Yuzhi looked at the poem to encourage learning. There was not a single unfamiliar word in the whole poem and the language was very simple.

It looks very similar to doggerel, but it has a different flavor when read.

Xia Yuzhi was not sure what level of poetry this was.

At this moment, a handsome young man dressed in white, holding a folding fan, walked in. He was surprised to see Feng Huai and the other three kneeling on the ground.

"Prince Feng, what are you doing?"

Feng Huai looked over when he heard the voice and a bitter smile appeared on his face.

The person who spoke was the Mr. Shi whom he was going to host a banquet tonight.

Let Mr. Shi see his embarrassing scene...

Feng Huai was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.

"Mr. Shi, I..."

Before Feng Huai could finish his words, Mr. Shi's eyes suddenly lit up and flashed when he saw the verses on the rice paper.

It was as if he had seen some treasure.

He quickly picked up the rice paper and began to look at it. The more he looked, the brighter his eyes became, as if they could illuminate the dark night.

In the end, Mr. Shi's face showed an intoxicated and even crazy expression.

Feng Huai's heart skipped a beat and he had a bad feeling.

"Mr. Shi, is this poem good?"

"good?"

"How can the word 'good' be used to describe this poem?"

"The writing is simple, yet profound and moving. It reminds me of my school days when I was a kid!"

"This poem cannot be described with just one good word!"

“This is a poem that will be passed down through the ages!”

"Dayu has been established for a thousand years, and this poem can be ranked in the top thirty... can be ranked in the top fifteen..."

The poet held the rice paper with the poem encouraging learning inscribed on it as if he were holding a treasure.

Mr. Shi was an extremely talented poet. Since he said that this was a poem that would be handed down from generation to generation, then it is undoubtedly true.

Mr. Feng's cronies turned pale as they whispered in his ears with trembling voices.

"Prince, I heard that a good piece of writing can make a person famous for centuries, or it can make a person infamous for eternity." "Should we..."

Before he could finish his words, Master Feng came to his senses and everything went dark before his eyes.

There is this poem that encourages learning.

Wouldn't he become a negative example that will be infamous forever?
The poet was so immersed in the charm of the poem encouraging learning that he did not notice Feng Huai's changes. After being immersed in it for more than ten breaths, he finally came back to his senses.

He looked at Feng Huai with fanaticism on his face and said excitedly.

"Prince Feng, you have such a talent for poetry, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"If I had known that you were such a talented poet, I would have loved to travel with you arm in arm and sleep with you."

Mr. Shi’s enthusiasm gave Feng Huai goosebumps.

With this enthusiasm, is he still the aloof and cool Mr. Shi from the past?
Under Mr. Shi's scorching gaze, Feng Huai smiled bitterly and said with gritted teeth.

"Mr. Shi, this poem was not written by me."

"Who did that?"

"This poem was written by the Thirteenth Prince!"

Xia Yuzhi walked over with a smile and spoke first.

There was a special kind of charm in her eyes as she looked at the poem encouraging learning.

"Your Highness Thirteen!"

"Where is His Highness Thirteen?"

"I'm going to visit His Highness the Thirteenth."

"His Highness the Thirteenth Prince is busy investigating the White Lotus case and has already left."

"left?"

An expression of regret and sorrow appeared on Mr. Shi's face.

"I only regret that I have no chance to meet His Highness Thirteen today."

"I wish I could talk with His Highness by candlelight at night and sleep with my feet touching."

……

Outside the painted boat.

Lu Liming joined up with Zhou Haochen's main force.

"Your Highness is a master of foresight, and you can win a battle thousands of miles away. You can plan and strategize. A mere witch from the White Lotus Sect has been completely outwitted by you, Your Highness."

Lu Liming's flattery made Zhou Haochen feel a little flattered.

I have to say, sometimes honest people are more effective when they flatter others.

"Master Lu, where were you just now?"

"Your Highness, after Lord Yue captured the White Lotus Sect demon, I went to the Ministry of Justice to invite the senior criminal officer Lord Wang."

"Lord Wang is proficient in all kinds of torture. Even a strong man cannot withstand Lord Wang's torture."

"Within three days, I will be able to pry open Jian Qiu's mouth."

Lu Liming reported to Zhou Haochen.

The credit for capturing the White Lotus Sect's evil leader was taken by the Evil Suppression Bureau first, so the Ministry of Justice must get a share of the credit for the interrogation.

Zhou Haochen nodded and said, "Master Lu did a good job. Master Yue, please also ask the senior criminal officers of the Evil Suppression Division to cooperate with the Ministry of Justice to interrogate together."

Zhou Haochen’s idea is very simple.

Letting the Ministry of Justice and the Ministry of Suppression of Evil compete with each other would definitely make both sides try their best to torment Jian Qiu.

Back at the palace, Helian Hai spoke in a serious tone.

"Your Highness, you must be careful about the Red Dust Refining Heart in Xuanyin Pavilion."

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with Xuanyin Pavilion's Red Dust Refining Heart?"

"Of course there are problems, and they are very big."

"All the saints of Xuanyin Pavilion have to go through the process of tempering their hearts in the mortal world. However... their tempering of hearts in the mortal world requires them to first enter the mortal world, get deeply involved in the plot, and then cut off their emotions before leaving the mortal world."

"Every generation of Saintess of Xuanyin Pavilion will choose a favored child as her partner and fall in love with her."

"These saints are extremely beautiful, with gorgeous faces and noble status. They are truly the chosen ones of heaven. Once the men who are chosen fall in love with them, they will find it difficult to extricate themselves."

"When the Saint of Xuanyin Pavilion saw through the world and cut off her emotional ties."

"The men are in a miserable state. Those who are luckier have their minds broken, and their path to cultivation improvement is cut off."

After hearing what Helian Hai said, Zhou Haochen's mouth twitched slightly and he asked back.

"Is this considered lucky?"

"That's right! This is already a good ending."

"The end is not good..." Helian Hai paused and shook his head, "Submit to the pomegranate skirt of the Saint of Xuanyin Pavilion and be a slave willingly."

"In Taizu's words, this is called licking... licking what... oh... I remember now..."

"Lick the dog!"

"In Taizu's words, those men have all become the licking dogs of the Saint of Xuanyin Pavilion."

"Your Highness, please be careful."

"Xia Yuzhi, maybe you will be chosen."

(End of this chapter)