Someone smiled bitterly and said that this Maogong loved his grandson so much that the child was so chaotic.

Some people also admired the fact that such an amazing child had emerged in the mansion of the British Duke.

Some people even angrily criticized the noble child for forcing Jie Yuan to take him as his teacher in public, which was really a disgrace to be a gentleman.

But they all have to admit that this couplet is indeed difficult.

Then some people are wondering if the child made a couplet made by others?!

But based on the scene at that time, it was not like this. I did make this couplet in front of Yuelai Inn.

It was amid the troubles that Zhang Lun didn't know that Zhang Lun had gotten up early in the morning to have breakfast with his father and rode his horse to the village.

Originally, Zhang Lun thought that Tang Bohu's teacher Wang Yang would come to cause trouble, so he fought with him and robbed Tang Bohu back.

Unexpectedly, Wang Jiao didn't say a word and just pretended that he had lost his disciple Tang Bohu. This made Zhang Lun a little surprised.

But think about it, Wang Yang is a person who wrote the poem "I am obedient and favor and disgrace, and I am not afraid of being ugly and not worried about gaining anything, and I am not sorry for losing anything."

He knew that although Wang Yang was talented and capable of knowing others, he was the first thing he valued.

Poor Tang Bohu has never suffered such hardship. The old soldier doesn’t care what you are, Jie Yuan and the top scholar.

Anyway, the sky falls and the little man is holding on, so our British Duke's Mansion is still afraid of you, such a big deal?!

Following the instructions of the young master, Tang Bohu and his two junior brothers were picked up early in the morning and put on the sandbag made by Zhang Lun.

Then he ran around the village.

Tang Jieyuan didn't want to run away, but behind him were the old soldiers chasing him with whips and claws.

If you can't run, you'll just whip it. No matter whether you are wiping the Yuan or not, you will just whip it!

I wanted to stay in bed in the morning, but the old soldier's sorrows made Tang Jieyuan still hurt.

He knew that these old soldiers did not take him as Jie Yuan seriously at all.

If you practice hard, you can just teach you why flowers are so red. If you dare to bare your teeth, they will immediately teach you why they are so red.

Tang Bohu was dissatisfied, but after seeing Zhang Lun coming, he actually ran with them like them.

He even ran faster than them, and had already surpassed them in just a few strokes.

What else can I say?! I am younger than them and have the identity of their mentor. People are running, so how can they not run?!

After running around in a panting manner, Tang Jieyuan and his two junior brothers felt that their whole bodies were about to fall apart.

Before this matter was over, they were caught and changed into clothes and started to have breakfast.

A big bowl of soy milk meat buns, tea eggs, two meat buns for each person, and the soy milk is unlimited. For the first time, Tang Bohu felt so hungry.

After breakfast, Zhang Lun carried them around the village for another two circles to digest it, then put on a protective gear and started chopping with a bamboo knife.

Zhang Lun had played military attacks in his previous life, so he naturally had a good fight.

Moreover, during this period, the old soldiers have given many guidance to their young masters. They humbly wanted to learn that Zhang Lun and three people were killed by Tang Bohu and ran away.

"Zhang Meng, cut them for three quarters of an hour! These three cubs obviously lack chopping!"

Zhang Lun smashed his mouth and called an old soldier. This old soldier was also a member of the village and was once with Zhang Mao.

In his early years, he was sent to the border army to be tempered. He had really had several life and death with the Tartars on the Nine Borders.

Zhang Meng is about 1.8 meters tall, and his fat man is full of stubborn eyes and has a copper bell.

The real thing is Zhang Fei, who can stop the child from crying at night without saying anything.

"Hahahaha...Don't worry, I'll come and get close to Mr. Jie Yuan..."

I don’t want to get close to you! Tang Jieyuan felt that he had fallen into the wolf’s den, and he really wanted to run away now.

In the Da Nei Imperial City, several eunuchs panted and chased a half-grown child in a bright yellow robe and ran quickly into a hall.

The eunuchs and palace maids along the way were all frightened, but the child ran forward regardless of his own.

"Your Highness, please wait!" Several middle-aged eunuchs followed behind, almost burst into tears.

If this old man had some oily skin, His Majesty could have swallowed them alive.

The incense was lit in the hall, and the half-aged child was wandering around and watching for a while.

The child looks about seven or eight years old, and he has a clever spirit all over his body.

Maybe I ran away just now, and my chubby face looked a little flushed. I glanced at two sword eyebrows, thick ears, and a good look.

"Pan Liu, you are running too slowly!" The child rushed up to the chair with a smile and waved to the several panting eunuchs.

Several eunuchs rushed forward, and the child grabbed the dried fruit on the table and threw it into his mouth: "While the gentleman did not come, tell me about the interesting things about the capital recently!"

"It's so good for His Highness to know that an interesting thing has really happened in the capital recently..."

Liu Banban's eyes turned, and he smiled and said that Zhang Lun had a couplet that stumped Tang Jieyuan and the three Confucian scholars became disciples in the street.

And this child is naturally Zhengde Zhu Houzhao, the son of Emperor Hongzhi, who has not yet grown up and has just left the cabinet to study.

"This Zhang Lun is so powerful?! Is he even more powerful than Master Li?!"

Zhu Houzhao's eyes shone, obviously very interested in Zhang Lun.

It was also at this time that a hearty laughter came.

"Hahaha... Your Highness of the Crown Prince is a mistake. I was known as a "child prodigy" at the age of four, and he could write big characters when I entered Shuntian Prefecture School at the age of eight, which was not comparable to that of him!"

Several eunuchs couldn't help but tremble when they heard the voice and quickly bowed to the ground.

But I saw an old man with a slightly thin figure and a long beard in an official robe with about fifty years old blinking his smart eyes full of humor.

He walked into the warm cabinet with a smile on his face and bowed to Zhu Houzhao: "However, the children of the British public have some skills!"

Zhu Houzhao yelled, jumped down from the chair and quickly helped the old man up. Then he took two steps back and bowed.

"See sir..."

This old man was the Minister of Rites of the current dynasty, the Grand Secretary of Wenyuan Pavilion, and the Prince's Grand Guardian Li Dongyang.

"Your Highness must know that poetry, songs and essays are just minor ways. The sages of the sages, and the strategy of governing the country is the great way."

Li Dongyang smiled and helped Zhu Houzhao up, saying warmly: "If you give up the big and take the small, you will not do it."

According to historical records, although Li Dongyang was a child prodigy, his career was not going well at the beginning.

Because Li Dongyang "was slept with his appearance, was very humorous, and was not valued by the times" and so he was "an uproar in the scholarly theory."

It means that Li Dongyang likes to play and joke, and is not valued by the important officials of the cabinet at that time, so that the scholars at that time were very angry.

But Li Dongyang didn't care at all, and he still did his own thing until the Hongzhi Dynasty was promoted.

This incident was seen from the fact that Li Dongyang endured the Eight Tigers in Zhengde Dynasty, and the domineering Liu Jin revealed his flaws before he could only attack with one blow.
Chapter completed!