Chapter 739 Hero's Medal

Yan Shirong pondered for a while, bent down, and gently patted his sister twice, before saying, "Xinbao, there is not only one kind of hero in this world..."

Perfect, wise and martial, Emperor Ming Pei quickly understood his thinking, and unceremoniously took it as his own: "Xinbao, you have to understand that all heroes have true temperaments. Many heroes, heroes, swordsmen and so on... all cry a lot.”

"There are poems to prove it, for example, 'Han E's swan song Tang Qu cries, it is the first sound in the world', 'holding clothes and stopping the road to cry, the cry goes straight to the sky. Sitting and crying, walking and crying, holding on to the clothes.'..."

Emperor Ming Pei gave several examples in one breath: "In short, no matter literati, warriors, men, women, or children, all can cry, especially literati, when they feel like crying, getting drunk, and writing a poem, that's all. It’s a normal thing, and there’s nothing shameful about it.”

The twin-eyed mosquito-repellent coil with a heavy idol burden, murmured for a long time: "But Xinbao is a princess, a princess who is a fairy and a doctor! Xinbao is not strong and does not perform well, yeah, won't you lose face? "

"How come!! Xinbao's performance is excellent." Emperor Ming Pei said: "Xinbao, many literati love to think wildly, and many warriors are most afraid of following the rules. If Xinbao does everything well, calm and steady, It's too perfect, but they will be wary in their hearts. Only like now, laugh when they want to laugh, cry when they want to cry, and talk when they want to talk...they will let their guard down and feel that Xinbao has a true temperament. Look now, Regardless of literati or warriors, they all regard Xinbao as their own, and Xinbao has helped Yeye a lot."

Tuanzi suddenly said: "That, that's also good."

She was a little happy: "It would be the best if you can help Yeye."

"Well," Emperor Ming Pei said, "Xinbao has performed very well, there is only one thing, if he doesn't let himself get hurt, it will be fine."

He took Xinbao's little pig's trotter to the front: "Look at how it's hurt!"

Xinbao also took a look at herself: "This... this is not an injury, but the injury suffered to protect my wife, can it be called an injury? This is a hero's medal!!"

Emperor Ming Pei: "...??"

He was so full of words that he couldn't speak, and it took a long time before he said speechlessly: "So, what's going on? How did you protect it?"

Xinbao told Yeye vividly, then looked around: "Hey, where is my wife?"

Emperor Ming Pei said calmly: "He went back to change his clothes."

While speaking, he gave Yan Shirong a look.

This look contains many meanings:

Go and wake up those people,

Be quiet, don't make any noise, don't let my granddaughter hear,

I punished them not to spread this matter,

I'm still that good yeah, understand? ?

Yan Shirong silently nodded to express his understanding, and then went out to rescue these people.

After quietly letting them go, Yan Shirong came back again, seeing his younger sister chattering, she seemed to be more energetic, but her little face was still flushed.

He went back to the table, wrote a letter and asked someone to deliver it to Xi Fengren.

That is to say, the leader among those literati, the biography of this session of the imperial examination.

The letter is very simple, just a few sentences.

He said that I have an unfeeling request, if you don't have that intention, it's fine, if you want to write an article to describe this matter, please start with the word "cry".

Because after my sister came back, she felt that she was ashamed and sad when she cried, so I wanted her to know that there is nothing shameful about it, and the adults who had the same experience as her also cried...

all kinds.

In fact, these words are of course false.

Because Xinbao deeply believes that she is a hero, unlike these weak literati, even if the weak literati cry, they can't comfort her.

He was just recruiting him.

Being talented is not the same thing as being able to be a human being or an official.

Among the talented scholars, there are Lin Qingxu who is transparent and bright, Wang Kangning who is gentle and kind, and Xi Fengren who is smart or shrewd, who can understand some things, and is willing to flatter and will flatter.

Not to mention how to make friends, but now if you want to talk about its usefulness, Xi Fengren is really more useful.

This letter is written about private matters, and private matters are a sharp weapon for the superiors to make friends with.

Yan Shirong stood on the porch and handed over the letter, and within a quarter of an hour, Yuan Shenjue had changed and returned.

Yan Shirong looked at him and said angrily, "My sister, why do you spoil me so much! Wife! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Yuan Shenjue smiled and didn't make excuses, Yan Shirong was even more upset, and glared at him, thinking it was funny, he shook his head: "Tell me, you look like a little bun, but you want to be a big hero every day."

Yuan Shenjue said indifferently: "Of course she wants to be a great hero. Only a great hero can calmly protect all the people she cares about."

Yan Shirong was startled by his bland sentence, tears were about to fall.

Yuan Shenjue has already opened the door and entered.

Xinbao was still cackling in Yeye's arms, with the burnt pig's trotters on his knees, and when he saw him coming in, he even waved at him: "wife."

Yuan Shenjue took a long breath.

I feel uncomfortable, but I know it's useless to talk about this kind of thing.

Because at that time, it was obvious that there was no time to think at all, and it was completely an instinctive reaction.

He could only salute and walk over, hold her pig's trotter and look at it again and again, asking, "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts!" Tuanzi said, "Besides, its neighbors don't know why, but they also feel a little pain. The neighbor's neighbor, and the neighbor's neighbor's neighbor, also feel a little pain. Maybe it's because the relationship is so good, so I feel the same way."

As Tuanzi spoke, he turned his feet up hintingly, and stared at Yeye with big eyes.

Emperor Ming Pei raised his eyebrows, and continued: "For these three days, I don't need to practice calligraphy." After a pause, "I don't need to practice light work either."

Tuanzi's scheme succeeded, and he kissed Yeye happily: "Thank you Yeye!!"

Then the two returned to the previous topic.

Emperor Ming Pei asked Yuan Shen Jue: "Among these people, who do you think is suitable for the job of Shen Shouyan?"

Yuan Shenjue looked away from Tuanzi's little pig's trotters, collected himself, and said: "That Guo Dong is fine, and I have seen a few that are suitable for kung fu... But I haven't been in contact with it, so I don't know what kind of temperament it is."

Emperor Ming Pei said again: "Then who is there who can be used by the Department of Medicine and Daoism?"

Yuan Shenjue said: "Let's not talk about the literati, among the warriors, Zou Buqun is Xinbao who has already begged the emperor... Others, I think that Liu Zhongzheng is actually good, with a kind and hearty personality, he can be a big brother The lieutenant general and the like are assisting Rang Shanwei in doing things, but I haven't talked to my elder brother yet, so I don't know what he thinks."

A few people were chatting one after another, Xinbao suddenly sat up straight, his eyes widened: "Yeah! Sanshengshi!!"