But everyone's eyes didn't look at him, they still drank and laughed.
On the throne, Xiao Daocheng looked at Zhao Dinghuangfu with a smile: "Sir, he wrote a poem in ten steps. He is known as a crazy poet. He kills a person in ten steps, leaves no trace in a thousand miles, and has endless chivalrous manners. My son-in-law." The three characters "Xia Ke Xing" are more interesting.
Rewards, lots of rewards! "
Huangfu Xing's poem "Xia Ke Xing" is stunning, and the artistic conception is simply gushing out. The most important thing is that he writes the whole poem step by step, in one go, without changing a word, which is even more difficult.
Huangfu Xing glanced at Xiao Daocheng, and laughed out of his drunken eyes: "There is no need for a reward. Today's poem was inspired by watching Mr. Gongsun's sword dance. If Your Majesty wants to reward it, then give it to Gongsun." Sir."
Huangfu's behavior was extremely wild. Even in a foreign country, even in front of the civil and military officials of the Northern Liang Dynasty, he had no intention of giving Xiao Daocheng any face.
If it had been anyone else, Xiao Daocheng might have captured him in one fell swoop at this moment, and he would have been killed.
But this is exactly what Huangfu Xing did.
He went to high school three times and resigned from office three times. Even the emperor of Dayu couldn't do anything about it.
Xiao Daocheng had known this for a long time, so he was naturally more helpless and smiled helplessly.
"This Huangfu trip..."
Seeing this, Zhao Ding couldn't help laughing in his heart. He shook his head helplessly and said to Xiao Daocheng who was on the throne: "Your Majesty, this poem was written by Mr. Huangfu. My son-in-law just chose a name by chance. In fact, It's nothing, so why dare you covet the merits of God? Since Mr. Huangfu is willing to give up this reward to Mr. Gongsun, the son-in-law naturally dares not to covet the merits.
If your Majesty wants a reward, you might as well give it to Mr. Gongsun as well. "
Zhao Ding bowed his hands to Xiao Daocheng who was on the throne.
A son-in-law may be a smile in the eyes of Xiao Daocheng, but it is particularly harsh in the ears of the Dayu envoy.
Zhao Ding was clearly calling him deliberately.
From the main position, Xiao Daocheng could naturally see it, but he did not stop him. Instead, he looked at Zhao Ding with interest.
O Lord who will not suffer any loss!
After hearing this, Aunt Gongsun was dumbfounded. She looked at Zhao Ding and Huangfu Xing with some confusion, and looked at Xiao Daocheng with even more embarrassment: "Your Majesty..."
However, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Xiao Daocheng with a smile: "Mr. Gongsun, this is my kind intention. It doesn't matter if Mr. Huangfu rejects me. My son-in-law also rejects me. You can't let me down." It's a good intention.
If all of you are like this, I won’t be able to get off the stage. "
Xiao Daocheng laughed and said, his words full of teasing.
This made Aunt Gongsun extremely embarrassed, so she could only bow and bow: "In that case, I would like to thank Your Majesty for your kindness."
After saying that, he turned to look at Zhao Ding and Huangfu Xing, who were still standing in the center of the hall, and bowed as well: "Meiniang thanks you both for your kindness."
Mei Niang is Gongsun's nickname, which also means a nickname.
Huangfu Xing waved his hand and said: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. I would like to thank Mr. Gongsun today. Without Mr. Gongsun's exquisite sword dance today, I would not be able to express my poetry, let alone write this poem. Everything would be ruined." This is what Mr. Gongsun deserves.”
Huangfu Xing waved his hand, and after speaking, he swayed towards his seat.
Showing freedom and ease.
He didn't care at all about Aunt Gongsun's previous rejection.
This move caught the eyes of everyone present, and they nodded repeatedly.
Although Huangfu Xing was a little wild, he was extremely upright in his conduct and showed no pretense at all!
"He is a true gentleman."
Even Zhao Ding smiled.
After smiling at Aunt Gongsun, she turned and walked towards her seat.
He has done everything he should do, and there will be nothing left for him to do next.
But before Zhao Ding could sit down.
A cold voice suddenly came.
"I remember Mr. Gongsun's dance just now. It was because Prince Yan composed the music first, so Mr. Gongsun's unique dance was achieved. Since Prince Yan is so amazing and talented, how about writing a poem for Mr. Gongsun today? ?”
As this voice sounded, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly fell silent.
Hiss, you kid, do you really think you are muddy?
After hearing this, Zhao Ding raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but glance at the Dayu envoy named Sun Lan.
This guy is clearly messing with him.
Xiao Daocheng frowned and looked at Sun Lan with a slightly displeased expression: "Master Sun, everything must be done within limits, and don't go overboard!"
When he mentioned the word "pass", Xiao Daocheng's voice completely turned cold, and his warning was clearly evident.
He put Sun Lan and Zhao Ding together today just to show Zhao Ding and get Zhao Ding to give more price. He did not let Sun Lan take the opportunity to cause trouble.
Moreover, Sun Lan's move was obviously to deliberately make things difficult for Zhao Ding, waiting for an opportunity to break his alliance with Daqian.
Because Huangfu was rich in knowledge and knowledge, he was known as a poetry maniac. He had already written nearly 300 poems when he was only forty, and he had countless poems handed down to the world.
Even if Zhao Ding learns a lot and is rich, his attainments in poetry will definitely be far inferior to this song "Xia Ke Xing".
At that time, whether you write poetry or not write poetry, it will only add to the joke.
Especially in this kind of situation, it is even more difficult to end. In the end, not only Zhao Ding loses face, but also Da Gan behind Zhao Ding loses face.
And his beam was caught in it, making it difficult to do it.
It's not true if you agree, and it's not true if you don't agree.
If you agree, you are deliberately embarrassing Zhao Ding. If you don't agree, you will inevitably lose Zhao Ding's face.
This is not only a plan that kills two birds with one stone, but also an unsolvable conspiracy.
No matter how Xiao Daocheng expresses his position, or how Zhao Ding expresses his position, he will lose face.
The more he thought about this, the colder Xiao Daocheng looked at Sun Lan.
Only now did he understand
When Huangfu walked out, why did Sun Lan pretend to help him? It turned out that everything was waiting here!
Sun Lan pretended to be surprised and looked at Xiao Daocheng. He stood up and pretended to hold up his hands and said: "Your Majesty, please calm down. I have no other intention. I just saw how lively the banquet was today, so I had a whim."
Having said this, he stood up again, bowed to Zhao Ding and said, "It's okay for Prince Yan not to do it."
While speaking, Sun Lan cast a sarcastic glance at Zhao Ding with imperceptible eyes.
Oh, is it okay not to do it?
Zhao Ding groaned in his heart, but did not say anything. He sat down directly and looked at Sun Lan leisurely.
He wanted to see who else wanted to stop the alliance between Beiliang and Daqian today.
Copy poetry.
Who wouldn’t!
You're in a hurry, I'll copy a hundred poems for you, do you believe it or not?
"This Sun Lan is really ambitious."
Behind the crowd, Kong Qiuyue's face turned cold, with a hint of displeasure on her delicate face as she looked at Huangfu Xing, who had stood up and held his hand in front of Zhao Ding.
Although she didn't know Zhao Ding well, she had only met him once.
But at this moment, seeing Zhao Ding being embarrassed, I felt a little irritated for some reason.
Although the chess set that Zhao Ding gave her that day was rejected by his ancestors, she could see from her perspective that it was just Zhao Ding's rejection.
After all, this chess game had never been handed down before.
But the problem is that even if Zhao Ding can create chess, it does not mean that Zhao Ding is also very good at poetry, let alone Huangfu Xing, who is known as a poetry maniac.
In the entire Five Kingdoms of the Central Plains, there are only a few people who can beat Huangfu Xing in poetry. Even if her father Kong Qingyuan came in person, he may not be sure that he can beat Huangfu Xing in poetry.
"Sister Kong, what should we do?"
Xiao Yunu looked at Kong Qiuyue anxiously.
Not to mention that she didn't like reading since she was a child, even if she loved reading since she was a child, she might not be able to help at this juncture. She could only look at Kong Qiuyue with pleading eyes.
"You wait first."
Kong Qiuyue was also extremely embarrassed.
His father didn't come here, and it was too late to come to the rescue at this time. Even if she came by herself, she would not be Huangfu Xing's opponent.
However, at this moment, Huangfu Xing was already sitting up snoring loudly, leaning against the pillar of Baohe Hall, having fallen asleep so fast that he didn't even notice that he was being used as a weapon.
Zhao Ding still sat smiling and eating the food in front of him.
To be honest, it's a bit unpalatable.
But just eat it...
While eating the chicken feet that were too soft.
Zhao Ding complained secretly in his heart.
Seeing that Zhao Ding was silent, Sun Lan smiled again and said, "Prince Yan, do you have anything to say?"
"You told me not to do it, so I won't do it."
Zhao Ding shrugged and spread his hands helplessly.
"Ah this..."
Listening to Zhao Ding's words, Sun Lan was stuck in place for a moment, as if there was an old piece of phlegm stuck in his throat. It was neither vomiting nor vomiting.
"Ah....."
Xiao Daocheng, who was on the throne, was amused. He looked at Sun Land angrily and said, "Didn't you hear what Prince Yan said? If you don't retreat, this is Beiliang, not you, Dayu. If you want to be arrogant, Go back to your homeland."
Speaking of the latter part, Xiao Daocheng's voice had completely turned cold.
Apparently he was really angry.
However, Zhao Ding spit out the chicken bones in his mouth, stood up with a smile, looked at Sun Land and said: "Master Sun wants me to compose a poem for Mr. Gongsun. This is not impossible."
As soon as these words came out, Sun Lan raised his eyebrows, his dim eyes lit up again, and he looked at Zhao Ding with an inexplicable smile on his lips.
Then Zhao Ding continued to say: "But I would like to ask Mr. Sun, if I write a poem that is more suitable for Mr. Gongsun than Brother Huangfu's poem "Xia Ke Xing" just now, what will Mr. Sun do?"
"What do you want me to do?"
Sun Lan smiled confidently.
Zhao Ding glanced at Xiao Daocheng who was on the throne, and said with a smile: "Master Sun, you see, Daqian and Daliang are about to get married, and I am about to become your majesty's consort. Do you think you want to add a bonus?"
"What kind of lottery? As long as Prince Yan opens his mouth, and at the same time, within my ability, I will treat him as Prince Quan Yan, how about it?"
Sun Lan looked at Zhao Ding with a smile.
Both inside and outside the words seemed to eat Zhao Ding to death.
In fact, according to Sun Lan's logic, this is indeed the case. After all, Huangfu Xing's reputation is outstanding, and the Xia Ke Xing just now was indeed stunning.
Even if Huangfu Xing makes another song, it may not be able to surpass Xia Ke Xing.
But the problem is, Zhao Ding is dead!
Snap!
Zhao Ding clapped his hands, looked to the left and right, and looked at Xiao Daocheng who was sitting in his seat: "Your Majesty, you have to make the decision for me. Mr. Sun said that as long as it is within Mr. Sun's power, he will agree to this.
Your Majesty will make the decision for your son-in-law in this matter. "
"That's natural."
Xiao Daocheng nodded with a smile.
He also wanted to see what kind of medicine was sold in Zhao Ding's gourd.
"good!"
Zhao Ding agreed wholeheartedly.
After saying that, he looked at the Beiliang court officials present and asked: "Did your lords also hear it? Later, your lords will also make decisions for me. You can't let Lord Sun act helpless."
When everyone heard Zhao Ding's words, although they couldn't help but smile, they finally nodded with a smile.
However, Sun Lan snorted and turned his head indifferently.
Zhao Ding didn't care when he saw this.
He walked forward, walked around Sun Lan, and slapped Huangfu Xing directly on the face: "Hey, wake up."
A sudden slap.
Huangfu Xing was immediately stunned.
With a confused look on his face, he touched the place on his face where Zhao Ding had just slapped him. He opened his eyes with sleepiness and looked at Zhao Ding: "Your Majesty, what are you..."
"I want to compose a poem, Brother Huangfu, how would you like to give me a review?"
Zhao Ding looked at Huangfu Xing seriously.
"ah?"
Huangfu Xing was stunned for a moment and looked at Zhao Ding in great surprise: "Writing poetry?"
"Oh, just listen."
Zhao Ding rolled his eyes, really too lazy to argue with this drunken and blinded genius.
"Oh oh oh."
Although he still didn't seem to understand what Zhao Ding was doing, Huangfu Xing nodded subconsciously. Just as he was about to fall asleep, he was woken up by Zhao Ding's slap again.
This time, there was no confusion at all.
Behind Zhao Ding, Sun Lan snorted and said disdainfully: "It's just a mystery."
"You're trying to be mysterious, sister!"
Zhao Ding replied directly.
Sun Lan: "..."
Sun Lan opened his mouth and pointed at Zhao Ding. He was stunned for a long time and couldn't say a word. In the end, he could only wave his sleeves and said angrily: "Vulgar!"
Seeing how Zhao Ding didn't care about his personal image at all.
Kong Qiuyue, who was originally extremely worried, was suddenly amused.
He covered his mouth and shook his head with a chuckle.
Even Xiao Yunu was a little speechless at the moment, but for some reason, the familiar feeling from when he was in Youzhou seemed to come back again.
As expected, Sun Lan seemed to be in trouble.
"Give me a pen, ink, paper and inkstone."
Zhao Ding stood up and walked directly behind him, deliberately crossing the low table in front of Sun Lan directly in front of Sun Lan.
Sun Lan's nose was so angry that he was so angry.
vulgar!
vulgar!
The majestic king can do this! ! !
However, Zhao Ding didn't even look at him. He looked at the servant of Beiliang who had already taken out pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and then glanced at Zhang San, who was sitting behind him and was already eager to try. He shouted: "Come here, write for me on behalf of the prince." !”
