"Emotional father really wants to drink tea and compose poetry?"
Looking at the people in the carriage who had already drawn up their posture, Ying Feiyu asked suspiciously.
There is a long square table fixed in the carriage, with a tea set placed on the table.
Ying Zheng was sitting on one side, and the other old guys were sitting on both sides. Fusu and Ying Heng were sitting opposite, and there was an empty seat, which was obviously reserved for Ying Feiyu!
"Then you think I sent someone to trick you?"
Ying Zheng rolled his eyes angrily.
"Your Highness, it is late autumn at this time, and the red leaves outside the window are fluttering, which is a perfect time for composing poetry!"
Chun Yuyue, the Minister of Rites, looked at the scenery outside the window with an intoxicated look.
"Yes, Your Highness, if you don't write a few poems about this situation, wouldn't you be living up to the beautiful scenery?"
Feng Quji, who had retired and was later hired back to the Ministry of Education, also shook his head as he talked, seeming very comfortable.
However, except for the two of them, Ying Zheng and the two princes, everyone else was only slightly interested in making tea.
As for what poetry is...?
forget it!
Isn’t that just a waste of brains?
If you have that time, you might as well practice swordsmanship to increase your physical strength and prolong your life at the same time!
"Are you sure you want to compose poetry with me?"
Ying Feiyu walked towards them with a playful look on his face, sat on the empty seat, pointed at the tip of his nose and asked.
He has a system to help him cheat, and he has already shown his literary talents several times. If these old guys want to compose poems with him, isn't this asking for abuse?
"That's right, His Royal Highness is both civil and military. How can we be missing His Royal Highness?"
Feng Quji and Chun Yuyue nodded repeatedly.
"Okay, come on then!"
Ying Feiyu raised his hands slightly, letting the wide sleeves of his robe fall back, and opened his posture, preparing to find a few poems about autumn in the system and throw them at him. He stopped playing with them and let them do it on their own.
Even if you give them a day, they will never be able to surpass you!
"Ahem...! Start with Kang Aiqing!"
However, Ying Zheng didn't follow the routine. After coughing twice, he actually named Kang Anping.
Not only was Ying Feiyu surprised, but Kang Anping was not prepared at all, with a look of shock on his face.
There are so many literati here, why choose him, a military general with no ink at all?
It’s good if he can recognize all the characters, but let him compose poetry?
Can you listen to his poems?
"Pfft..."
Seeing the troubled expression on his face, Feng Quji and Chun Yuyue laughed out loud.
"Why are you two laughing? It's not that I don't know how to do it, I'm just afraid of shocking your jaws!"
Kang Anping frowned. Even if he couldn't write poetry, his words couldn't be weaker.
Then he looked at Ying Zheng with a low eyebrow and said, "Hey, Your Majesty, the Ministry of Justice has been busy recently. All I can think about are the cases in the Ministry of Justice. I really can't admire the beautiful scenery outside the window. Otherwise, let Lao Wang and Lao Zhang do it. Come first!”
After reluctantly making an excuse, he threw this hot potato to Wang Bi and Zhang Han.
The two of them had a little more ink in their stomachs than he did.
It's just a little bit.
He wanted to see what kind of poetry these two guys could write!
If you want to be embarrassed, you have to let them do it first!
"You're such a good old man, but you're full of evil! His Majesty asked you to do it first, and that's all you do. Why did you push us out?"
"That's right! Is it just that you in the Criminal Department are busy? Our Military Department is fine? There has been a backlog of things during my illness, and I haven't finished them yet!"
When Zhang Han and Wang Bi heard this, they immediately quit.
We have known each other for decades. Can you tell what kind of fart someone is holding in his stomach?
Do you want them to be embarrassed by writing poetry first? Don’t even think about it!
"Okay, okay, everyone has a chance, what's the fuss about? Now that it's out, everyone no longer has to think about the affairs of the DPRK. As long as there are no telegrams, just relax...!"
Ying Zheng raised his chin towards Kang Anping, "Let's start with Kang Aiqing, followed by Wang Aiqing and Zhang Aiqing. There is no need for everyone to compete, everyone has a chance!"
"ah……?"
Kang Anping grimaced.
It seemed that I couldn't escape it no matter what, so I had to bite the bullet and go through all the words I knew in my mind to see if I could piece together a poem about autumn!
"Hahaha! Lao Kang, why is your face so red all of a sudden?"
"Hey! It's true!"
"Lao Kang, if you really can't hold it in, just give it a try, but don't hold it in until you get sick...!"
Kang Anping worked hard to spell the words, trying not to embarrass himself too much.
Unexpectedly, his old face turned red from suppressing it.
What's even more unfortunate is that he was spotted by several other old guys at a glance, and they all made fun of him!
"Hmph! Don't laugh at me, you two. We are half a pound to half a pound. If you can't save everything later, you might as well be like me!"
Kang Anping glanced at them and turned his head out the window to see if he could find any inspiration.
No matter what, I have to come up with a song!
However, after everyone waited for a long time, Kang Anping's face was still red and he said nothing!
"Lao Kang, we have finished two cups of tea. Can you please give us a message?"
Meng Yi urged while reaching out to pour himself tea.
"Why are you urging me? Your Majesty hasn't even opened your mouth yet. Why do you talk so much nonsense?"
Kang Anping was already anxious, but after being urged like this, he became irritable.
Ying Zheng remained silent.
Because he just guessed that Kang Anping wouldn't be able to do it for a while, so he ordered him.
The purpose of writing poetry is to kill time on the road.
If Ying Feiyu was allowed to write first, he would definitely leave after a few songs.
What's the point?
It has to take a while no matter what!
"Huh? Yes...!"
After a moment, Kang Anping's eyes suddenly lit up, "The red trees, the green trees, the big white trees, all turn bald when the autumn wind blows. They will still be green next spring, but they will still be bald after a year of hard work!"
"Hahaha!"
"How's it going? How's my poem going?"
"It not only corresponds to the season, but also expresses the scenery outside the window, hahaha!"
Kang Anping seemed to be amazed by his talent. After reciting the poem, Kang Anping's face beamed with joy.
However, the old guys were also shocked and said nothing.
"How about it? You didn't expect it, right? I can actually make such a masterpiece!"
Kang Anping had a proud look on his face, glad that he had passed the level without giving in.
"Yes! We really didn't expect it!"
After a while, Feng Quji came to his senses and nodded dully.
"Haha! Let me tell you, if I write poetry, I will definitely shock your jaws!"
Kang Anping raised his chin proudly.
"It's true! Hahaha...!"
The veterans nodded and burst into bursts of laughter.
Even Ying Zheng was laughing so hard!
"You...what do you mean?"
Being able to put together all the words he knew, Kang Anping felt that he was already great.
What do these old guys mean?
"What do we... mean...? Ask His Highness the Crown Prince... Haha!"
Chunyu Yue's stomach hurt when he laughed, and he couldn't say a complete sentence at all.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince? Am I not good at writing this poem?"
Kang Anping actually asked Ying Feiyu.
"well……!"
Ying Feiyu suppressed his laughter and nodded, "There are specialties in the art industry. It is already good that Kang Shangshu can write such a poem that suits the situation!"
Although Kang Anping's poems were not very good, he still tried hard.
If it were a competition between kung fu and case-solving abilities, even if Chun Yuyue and others suppressed their blushes, they would still be unable to compete with one of his fingers!
This is why the court must have civil servants and military generals!
From ancient times to the present, there have been very few people who are versatile in both civil and military affairs.
It would be better for each of them to use what they are good at and contribute to the court!
