This statement came out.

Jing Yue's cold and beautiful eyes also flashed with doubt.

When did His Majesty...learn to write poetry?

Not caring about the probing gazes of the crowd, Jiang Chen stood by the boat, his hands clasped behind his back, and smiled indifferently: "Just a casual piece, not worth mentioning."

"It's my honor to be liked by Headmaster Yang!"

After saying that, Jiang Chen turned sideways and raised an eyebrow at Yang Muxi.

That unrestrained and dashing posture made Yang Muxi's face inexplicably hot. She hurriedly pulled up her bamboo hat, hid in the familiar space, and calmed her mind.

The exchange of glances between the two was only for a moment.

Everyone present didn't have time to pay attention, they just looked up to Jiang Chen, and were impressed by his indifferent attitude!

They were all powerful figures in the imperial capital, and they knew the weight of such a masterpiece.

Those Romantic Emperors, praised by the world, if they could write such a poem, no, even if it was only half the level of this poem...it would be enough for them to rise to prominence, shake the imperial capital, and even be recorded in history!

But His Majesty was so calm, as if creating a peerless masterpiece was just a trivial matter!

What an amazing state of mind this is!!

"Just a casual piece?"

"If you let those scholars who participate in poetry gatherings hear this, they would be ashamed to commit suicide on the spot!" Yang Muxi said softly with admiration and respect.

Jiang Chen didn't answer, his expression as usual.

As if he didn't take these great fame and wealth into his eyes, transcending the world.

Yang Muxi was slightly startled, her eyes involuntarily attracted to him, and thousands of thoughts surged in her heart.

Jiang Yan ah Jiang Yan, you are such a talented person, you must not be an unknown person!

But I have been lurking in the imperial capital for several days, but I have never heard of such an outstanding person in the royal family... What is your true identity?

Sighing, Yang Muxi couldn't help but think of the tyrant whose name was known throughout the world, her voice tinged with worry:

"Jiang Yan, you wrote this poem really well!"

"It's a pity that the current court is ruled by a tyrant, and the people are suffering. I'm afraid such a prosperous and beautiful scene won't last long..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Jing Yue and the others all showed displeasure.

"Headmaster Yang, you are not a member of the court, and you know nothing about the world's political affairs, why are you so sure that the Great Wei will perish?" Jiang Chen's tone was gentle, and he was not angered by Yang Muxi's offense.

This kind of friendly chat made Yang Muxi unable to raise any suspicion.

She immediately said: "Jiang Yan, although I am a commoner and do not involve myself in court affairs, I have traveled to several prefectures and counties of Great Wei. I see and remember what kind of lives the people are living!"

"You nobles, who live a luxurious life and spend a lot of money every day, must have never seen those farmers who bury their heads in the land all day long, right?"

"Those aristocratic families have tens of thousands of acres of land, but the poor have nowhere to stand. If they want to survive, they can only sell themselves as tenants and be beasts of burden for the rich for the rest of their lives."

"But if they are unfortunate enough to encounter a disaster year, they have to sell their sons and daughters to barely make it through."

Thinking of what she had seen and heard on the way to the capital, Yang Muxi's calm tone suddenly became turbulent, and the light in her eyes flickered.

"Those people, they work, pay taxes, and support the entire Great Wei, but they can't fill their own stomachs. Is this how the world should be?"

"Moreover, since I entered the capital, all I have seen and heard are the evil deeds of the tyrant!"

"This dog emperor allows powerful officials to become powerful, aristocratic families to seize power and oppress the people, and also occupy his ministers' wives and slaughter innocent palace servants!"

"In addition to those corrupt officials and ambitious clan members, this dynasty seems prosperous, but in fact it has long been hollowed out... The people have also been completely disappointed in the court!"

"With the people's hearts scattered, how many more days can this Great Wei last?"

Speaking of this, Yang Muxi's tone became a bit cold: "Now, there are riots in the southern prefectures and counties, and there have also been riots in the imperial capital due to tax issues. These days, I have also heard that the city lord of Xinyang is about to rebel."

"Aren't these all signs of troubled times?"

"The dog emperor's retribution is coming soon!"

Yang Muxi's tone became a bit happy, and then turned into bitterness: "But if that day really comes, the people will also suffer!"

After Jiang Chen finished listening, his calm expression was gone, and his handsome face was full of seriousness.

He was in the imperial palace and lacked understanding of the people at the bottom.

Yang Muxi's words were deafening to him!

'Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it.' A monarch who cannot fill the stomachs of the people will inevitably be overthrown. History has proven this countless times!

After a moment of silence.

Jiang Chen sorted out his thoughts and solemnly bowed to Yang Muxi: "Headmaster Yang's words are worth more than ten thousand gold, I have been taught!"

The solemn atmosphere made Yang Muxi a little at a loss.

She hurriedly returned the salute and said, "Jiang Yan, you, what are you doing? I'm just chatting casually, you don't have to be so polite!"

"Moreover, these words are not as important as you said. I have told them to others, but they all laugh at me after listening... They are just a bunch of lowly people, their lives are as cheap as grass, what threat can they pose?"

Hearing the bitterness in Yang Muxi's tone, Jiang Chen lifted her bamboo hat and met her bright autumn eyes.

He said seriously: "It is easy to oppress the common people, but it is difficult to deceive the heavens!"

"How can those mediocre and incompetent people understand the weight of your words?"

Yang Muxi looked at Jiang Chen blankly, her eyes filled with heat because of his approval.

At this moment, the experiences after leaving the mountain flashed before her eyes...

A child who died on the road from the plague because no one treated him.

A young man who was forced to lose his family and leave his hometown due to the tyranny of the aristocratic families.

And an old man who starved to death at home because the Wei River was breached and his food was embezzled.

No one cared about them, just like weeds on the side of the road. No matter how many died, they would not be concerned by those high-ranking officials in the court.

But Jiang Yan,

This royal noble, a member of the imperial family,

Said that it is easy to oppress the common people, but it is difficult to deceive the heavens, and took these grass-like people into his eyes!

Yang Muxi didn't know how to describe her feelings at this moment.

This feeling of being recognized and valued was like a sun dwelling in her heart, and warmth spread throughout her body along her limbs.

Yang Muxi lowered her head, calmed her racing heartbeat, and didn't dare to look Jiang Chen in the eye.

Is this feeling... the so-called feeling of bosom friends?

In the quiet atmosphere, Jiang Chen spoke.

"Ahem, Headmaster Yang, you also know that I am a member of the royal family, so I can be considered to understand the current emperor."

"Many of the crimes you just mentioned are just rumors and not true. For example, forcibly seizing his ministers' wives and killing innocent people are all smears by people with ulterior motives."

"You can understand it yourself before making a conclusion, so as not to wrong him."

Although the time spent with Yang Muxi tonight was quite pleasant, Jiang Chen didn't forget how much this Headmaster Yang hated his true identity.

If they really met each other frankly and knew that he had been lying to her all along, she might directly go berserk and stab him to death with her sword!

Not understanding Jiang Chen's thoughts, Yang Muxi frowned: "Jiang Yan, aren't you going to help me enter the palace to assassinate the tyrant? Why are you suddenly defending him?"

"Could it be..."

Jiang Chen's heart instantly rose to his throat.