"Right Prime Minister, don't you think what you are saying is ridiculous? Did His Majesty want to reuse me as an eunuch from the beginning?"
"Your Majesty has entrusted me, the eunuch, with important responsibilities. Isn't it because I am serious about my work? Isn't it because I have accomplished things that others have not been able to accomplish?
If you are so powerful, then why didn't Prime Minister You personally lead the troops to attack Marquis Wenxin earlier? "
"Or why the prime minister didn't take the initiative to request some officials from the court to go? How could he ask his majesty to recommend candidates?"
"I am a eunuch, and now I have become a powerful figure, right? Then aren't you?
I have some rights, and you can talk about it here. "
"Are you going to die?"
"You don't accept it? Come and fight me if you don't accept it! My father-in-law was almost assassinated by the Grand Master when he went to the battlefield. Do you dare? Do you have the courage?"
"You say I have all the power and do whatever you say about me, but you still don't look in the mirror and see your own moral character!"
"I made it clear today, so what if I, the eunuch, have great power? But! Your Majesty trusts me enough and just wants to reuse me and doesn't want to reuse you ministers, so what?"
"You! Good, good!"
Right Prime Minister Wang An is very angry!
He was filled with anger now. He really couldn't understand how a eunuch could have such confidence to say such things to ministers like them in front of the emperor.
Moreover, the language used was extremely vulgar.
"Eunuch Lu, you are worthy of being a eunuch. His curse words are vulgar and uneducated. If other people know about this, they won't laugh out loud."
Lu Yun sneered, not caring at all about Wang An's ridicule, but said calmly.
"Hey, Prime Minister Wang, how did you know that I am an uneducated person? Just because I was so vulgar and vulgar when I cursed just now, I looked like a shrew, right?
Then we might as well compare, let’s compare poems, if I can write better poems than you!
Then you must obey me today, you must apologize to me, and all the ministers in the DPRK must apologize to me! "
Wang An, Yang Zhong, and the many big cities above the court all laughed. They never expected that this eunuch would be so arrogant and even proposed to compete in poetry in this hall.
You must know that these ministers have been screened at all levels and are extremely proficient in poetry and songs. How could they be inferior to a eunuch?
You must know that eunuchs usually come from poor families, or they may not be able to study at all, so they can only find another way and choose to have no descendants!
If a person is really talented in poetry and literature and has strong abilities, how can he be willing to be a eunuch and do nothing?
These ministers naturally did not believe that a eunuch could write poetry better than them. They were all very confident and thought that Lu Yun must be stupid.
Liang Jing was somewhat worried as he sat in the main hall.
However, he remembered that the poem Xiao Yunzi wrote was indeed very nice and rhymed, and it would definitely become an eternal poem.
"Okay, okay!"
"Let me compete with you!" Wang An looked very confident.
Lu Yun shook his head at this moment and said coldly: "Wang Xiangguo, you guessed wrong. I am not competing with you alone. I want to compete with all the ministers present."
"As long as the poems you write are better than mine, then I will voluntarily quit this position, and I will voluntarily give up the position of governor of the West Factory to you."
"What do you think?"
The ministers present were all shocked. They never expected that Eunuch Lu Yun would be so bold and arrogant!
One person actually wanted to challenge all of their ministers!
Is he crazy? Does he think he is quite powerful?
Is he having trouble with his brain? One person challenges so many people.
"I alone am enough." Wang An still has a little confidence in himself, but Lu Yun has no confidence in him.
"No, you are not qualified on your own."
"you!"
"Okay, okay, let's get started."
Lu Yun said very humbly, "Prime Minister Wang, you will come up with the question."
"Then we might as well use wine as the theme. Poetry is acceptable. As long as you can compare with me, then I will obey you."
"liquor……"
"Drinking acacia wine alone under the moon..."
Wang An quickly composed a poem, which made everyone present sigh with emotion, and everyone clapped their hands better.
Instead, they all looked at Lu Yun with contempt.
He is just a eunuch. He can write no good poems, but he is just pretending to be calm here. He must be very frightened now.
Lu Yun took a look and said helplessly, "Actually, I have a lot of things you want to hear about wine poems, so I'll tell you."
"Don't you see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky..."
"If you are happy in life, you must have all the joy, and don't let the golden cup stand empty against the moon."
"..."
"Don't stop before the wine glass is poured."
"Five-flowered horse, golden fur."
"Hu'er will exchange for fine wine..."
After Lu Yun wrote this poem, everyone present was shocked!
Because they are really stupid. This poem is so good and wonderful.
They can't even apologize!
Anyway, in fact, when Lu Yun said the first few lines of this poem, many ministers felt ashamed because they felt that they were indeed inferior.
Wang An was careless at first. As a result, the more he heard about it, the more he felt that he was really lacking in talent and knowledge.
By the time I finished writing this poem, I felt ashamed.
Lu Yun glanced at them coldly, "Which of you thinks your poems are better than mine? I think you are also very unconvinced in your heart, right?"
"You can come up with whatever questions you want, and I'll write you a few lines of poetry."
Yang Zhong was naturally unconvinced and shouted loudly, "Okay, okay, then write me a poem about the moon."
Lu Yun pretended to think about it for a long time. When these ministers thought that he could not write a poem, he suddenly stepped forward and said.
"When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine..."
"Nung, moon and new moon."
"You, you, you..." Yang Zhong was stunned! He did not believe in evil, and then asked, "Write a poem about sorrow."
Lu Yun then thought about it for a long time, as if he had reached the point where he couldn't write anything anymore.
Then, he started talking again.
"The wind is strong and the sky is high, the ape is howling in mourning, and the white bird is flying back from the clear sand in the desert."
"..."
"Hard work hates the cold frost on the temples, and the wine glass becomes muddy when the new wine stops."
"..."
Lu Yun wrote a seven-character poem very quickly. As soon as he wrote this quatrain, he would definitely kill all the great writers present, including those bachelors from the Hanlin Academy.
When he wrote this poem, he was extremely passionate, and his literary talent was comparable to all the poets from ancient to modern times!
