"Do you believe it?"
"Do not believe!"
"General Lin, don't give in. Everyone doesn't believe that someone whom Your Majesty values so much can't even understand poetry."
Zuo Ziming smiled.
"It is said that General Lin was born as a eunuch. I'm afraid he can't even recognize the characters. How can he write poetry? Haha..."
At this moment, a drunken voice sounded, and everyone was shocked.
It turns out that General Lin is a eunuch!
Their eyes suddenly became complicated.
A eunuch has never been qualified to go to school since he was a child, let alone understand the art of war.
So how did he plan such an amazing empty city plan?
There was a sudden silence at the poetry meeting, and everyone observed Lin Bei's expression.
Ah Yue, who was sitting next to him, gradually turned cold-eyed.
She looked at Lin Bei and began to observe Lin Bei's expression.
Lin Bei's expression was as usual. Facing the questioning looks from everyone, he didn't care. After all, he was not a real eunuch yet. But the next second, when he thought of what Zuo Ziming said, he was stunned for a moment.
It turns out that this poem was intended to test him.
He is someone whom His Majesty values. If Li Ai knew that the Empty City Plan was not his plan but someone else's, wouldn't his value drop rapidly in Li Ai's eyes?
Then the other party might not be so eager to kill him.
No, no, he couldn't let this happen.
Lin Bei brainstormed for a while, looked at the questioning looks of everyone present, and sneered.
"I am a eunuch with a good background, but I am His Majesty's personal eunuch. I have been familiar with military books with Your Majesty since I was a child. Are you questioning me? Or are you questioning Your Majesty?"
If you want Li Ai to be afraid of him, then just brag louder.
"I'm leaving my words here. Even General Zhou is not as good as me."
Lin Bei pretended to be drunk and extremely unruly.
"Arrogant! General Zhou has won many battles for Dashang. General Lin only won one battle. How dare you comment on General Zhou like this?"
An angry voice sounded, and everyone present nodded in agreement.
Lin Bei's eyes flashed.
Who is so flattering to him?
Very good, it aroused the dissatisfaction in everyone present.
He looked in the direction of the source of the sound, and saw a tall woman glaring at him.
The woman has a slender figure and looks extremely beautiful without any rouge.
"Yes, General Zhou has paid too much for Dashang after all. General Lin is too proud."
Zuo Ziming narrowed his eyes and smiled.
The Minister of Industry and the Minister of Etiquette, who were sitting in the first place, looked at Lin Bei and frowned.
A disdainful smile appeared on the face of the Minister of Rites, and he looked at the disappointed Minister of the Ministry of Industry.
"Although this son has some general talents, he is so arrogant and will die prematurely sooner or later."
The Minister of Rites sneered, saying that above the court, as a member of Li Ai's faction, he had also been scolded by Lin Bei.
The Minister of Industry frowned and said nothing, but asked the maid next to him to fill up the wine again.
"What, you are not convinced? This is what General Zhou said himself. If you are not convinced, you can ask General Zhou yourself."
Lin Bei raised his chin, showing his arrogance clearly.
Zhou Jinwei looked at the other party's handsome face and clenched her fists.
My grandfather did always talk about Lin Bei at home, saying that he was a once-in-a-century general.
But she didn't believe how talented a young eunuch could be. She probably hadn't even read the art of war.
She didn't understand why her grandfather, who had never praised anyone before, had such a high opinion of such an arrogant and proud man.
"Haha, I think someone is pretending to be an elephant. Since General Lin has praised himself so highly, why is he afraid of writing poetry?"
She crossed her arms across her chest, her beautiful eyes slightly gleaming, and questioned.
Everyone's eyes fell on Lin Bei again.
There was expectation, doubt, and deep-seated jealousy in their eyes.
"Yes, General Lin, hurry up and prove it to everyone."
"Prove it!"
There was no one present who was not a well-known talented businessman from Dashang. They also thought highly of themselves. Lin Bei's words meant that he looked down on them. How could they endure it.
They said in a sinister tone.
"Hmph, I didn't want to take action at first. After all, after listening to your poems, I felt that participating in this poetry meeting lowered my rank as a general."
Lin Bei spoke slowly, and these words instantly angered everyone present.
They couldn't bear it anymore and glared at Lin Bei.
The Minister of the Ministry of Industry held up the wine glass and frowned. Listening to Lin Bei's arrogant words, his eyes were full of disappointment.
The Minister of Rites on the side looked at this scene and felt happy in his heart.
This time he participated in the poetry meeting because he obeyed Prime Minister Li's instructions and came to see whether Lin Bei was really capable or if someone was guiding him from behind.
He sat firmly in the banquet, smiling and shaking his head as he watched Lin Bei lose his temper while drunk, making everyone unhappy.
How could such a reckless person plan such a strange strategy as the Empty City Strategy?
It looks like this guy is going to make a fool of himself later.
Although this poetry meeting was held temporarily, half of Dashang's top literati gathered here.
And Mo Caizi, one of the four great talents of Dashang, is famous throughout the world and can be regarded as a poet who has been famous for a long time.
Even a person who doesn't understand poetry can understand the artistic conception of the poem Mo Caizi just composed, let alone the talented scholars present who are extremely accomplished in poetry.
"Okay, let me see how much you weigh."
Zhou Jinwei sneered.
"Take out a pen and paper for me. Next, you must write down everything I say."
Lin Bei was "drunk-eyed" and laughing.
Some people present snorted a few times, but no one moved.
They had already concluded in their hearts that the words spoken by Lin Bei in front of them were just drunken talk and completely untrustworthy.
Sure enough, how could a vulgar eunuch, who was not even a man, know how to compose poetry?
Ah Yue, who was sitting next to him, stood up and helped him sit down.
Lin Bei looked at the disdainful and mocking eyes of everyone and sneered in his heart.
Okay, okay, don’t believe it, right? Later, I will let you experience the cultural treasures of China for five thousand years!
He took a sip of rice wine and began to chant: "Don't you see it! The water of the Yellow River flows up to the sky, and rushes to the sea never to return. Don't you see it..."
Lin Bei didn't hesitate at all, and directly threw out Li Bai's "Jinjiu".
It seemed that he was drunk, and he was in a daze.
The literati present just listened to the first two sentences, and their eyes widened, unable to hide their shock.
The venue suddenly fell into dead silence, and no one dared to interrupt Lin Bei.
"The five-flowered horse and the golden coat will exchange for fine wine, and I will sell the eternal sorrow with you!"
After Lin Bei read out the last sentence, the literati present woke up and hurriedly took out pen and paper from the side, fearing that they would forget it if it was too late.
