This time.
The looks in the audience's eyes became meaningful again.
Today, the person with the highest status and the most power among us is undoubtedly the King of Wei in front of us.
Logically speaking, he should be praised. If he was praised, no one would underestimate Liu Zheng. But how to praise it is a subtle thing.
It's obviously not okay for you and the prince to praise you like that.
First of all, the King of Wei would never dare to "go to heaven". This is related to whether he is treasonous or not.
Secondly, the King of Wei was the most powerful man in the world, and it was indeed inappropriate to praise him openly or secretly.
But how to express this praise exquisitely through poetry is really a test of one's ability.
"Come on, it doesn't matter. Gu is still very generous, haha! Everyone is drunk today, and the poems are just for fun. No matter what poems Liu Zhizhou writes, he is not guilty, and no one will be held accountable after being drunk. How about that?"
King Wei laughed loudly, raised a bottle of wine, and drank it all.
Everyone agreed and praised the king of Wei for his vast power.
Liu Zheng smiled slightly: "When I was drunk, I lit up the lamp and read the sword, and I dreamed of blowing the trumpet company. Eight hundred miles away, my subordinates were burning, fifty strings were heard outside the Great Wall, and the troops were called in the autumn on the battlefield. The horse was flying fast, and the bow was like a thunderbolt. The strings were shocked. Ended A king's affairs in the world will earn him fame both during and after his life. Misfortunes happen in vain!"
Everyone was amazed and shouted out the poem.
King Wei was slightly moved when he heard this.
Although this poem is not majestic, it is still heroic. This King of Wei could become the first heterosexual king in the Longyan Dynasty because of his military exploits. Because behind Qingzhou are the Qiang people! During Xie Tianyao's struggle to inherit the throne, it was King Wei who single-handedly blocked the invasion of the Qiang people.
This allowed Xie Tianyao to successfully seize the throne and ascend to the throne.
The old emperor thought that the king of Wei had great achievements, so he invited him to Lingyan Pavilion to be granted the title of king of the opposite sex.
Thinking of those turbulent years when he was dispatching troops on the battlefield, King Wei's eyes couldn't help but turn red. He held up the wine bottle with one hand and slapped it on his thigh rhythmically with the other hand. He laughed loudly: "The king's affairs in the world are over, and Yingde will be alive before his death." Posthumous reputation, pity happened in vain!"
"good!"
"What a pity it happened in vain!"
At this time, the King of Wei was already an old man of nearly sixty. He was suffering from head ailments, old injuries had recurred many times, the pain was unbearable, and he could not sleep at night. Every time he thought about this, he often recalled the time when he was young and frivolous and high-spirited.
Liu Zheng's sentence "poor things happened in vain", although he did not deny the fact that King Wei was old, was slightly offensive.
But the last sentence is actually the highlight of the poem.
The King of Dao Jin Wei lived an illustrious life for the Longyan Dynasty. He occupied a high position in the Lingyan Pavilion where great figures were recorded in the Longyan Dynasty.
"good!"
"Liu Zhizhou is really talented!"
Everyone congratulated him one after another.
The third prince Xie Ling smiled and said: "Liu Zhizhou, what about me?"
Liu Zheng looked over with a smile and said softly: "Why don't you take Wu Gou and collect the fifty states in Guanshan? Please go to Lingyan Pavilion for a while, like a scholar and a marquis of ten thousand households?"
The whole place was in an uproar.
Third Prince Xie Ling's expression changed slightly.
If the poem about the prince just now was about overt praise and covert criticism, at this time, it is the humiliation of Chi Guoguo!
Liu Zheng compared the third prince to a "scholar", that is to say, he was greedy for the prosperity of the capital and did not want to make progress. He only knew how to intrigue, but did not know how to kill the enemy in battle. The prince is in the East Palace, so he can't join the army, which is okay, but you are just a prince, why can't you make contributions?
Even the second prince who is stationed at the border all year round is not as good as him!
How great a man can you become and what great deeds can you accomplish if you indulge yourself in the gentle countryside of Beijing every day?
"Okay! Hahahaha, okay!"
Xie Fang couldn't stop laughing.
Xie Ling snorted coldly and rolled her sleeves in displeasure.
"Me, me, and me!"
King Lu jumped out.
Liu Zheng glanced at him: "Wu Palace dances and sings and plays every night, how can one use passion to govern a country? Yue Jia has broken through the sun in Gusu, and he is ashamed to see the eyes of the son-in-law of Dongmen!"
"This, this, this..."
King Lu was sweating profusely and glared at Liu Zheng fiercely.
Everyone laughed.
This poem is written about King Lu's quiet corner, playing songs every night, reminding you to be careful of someone stepping on the city gate, and to work hard to cure it.
The king of Wei laughed so hard that he fell on his back and said, "King Lu, why don't you quickly thank Liu Zhizhou for your kindness?"
King Lu snorted coldly. He was also a two-character king. Although he was not as good as King Wei, he was the emperor's brother. He couldn't thank a junior. He couldn't do it.
"What about King Yong?"
The crowd booed again.
Liu Zheng continued.
"Shu Xian traveled ten miles at night. He picked up his clothes bag and threw away his poem bag. The road was slippery in the cold weather and the horses' hooves were stiff. It was Yong Lang who came to see him off. He was drunk and talking about articles. He knocked down the neighboring wall and pushed down the bed. He watched and clapped his hands. Laugh at being sparse and crazy. So what’s the harm in being sparse, and what’s the harm in being crazy?”
King Yong's expression changed greatly.
King Wei's eyes flashed.
When King Yong was young, he was also very talented and famous, but then he seemed to start to degenerate, greedy for enjoyment...
In fact, the land of Hanzhong is the thoroughfare of several states, and military strategists must fight for it.
It is not easy for King Yong to survive in the cracks. If he shows too much sharpness, he will be severely beaten by others. He could only pick up his clothes bag, put down his poetry bag, and slowly changed from a high-spirited young man to a fatuous prince who went everywhere to please and beg for mercy...
This poem was originally a gift from a friend.
After being slightly modified by Liu Zheng, he turned into a mediocre King Yong, bidding farewell to his youthful and frivolous past...
The last sentence, "It doesn't hurt to be sparse, and it doesn't matter to be crazy." It describes the changes in King Yong's mood over the years incisively and vividly, and it is quite accurate.
Life is helpless, even if you bear the title of royal family, what can you do?
"good!"
"What a poem!"
"It has not been easy for King Yong these years..."
"yes!"
King Yong bowed deeply and remained silent.
"What about me? What about me?"
Now, everyone became curious.
"You seldom fall asleep to the sound of roosters, but always listen to the sound of roosters. Through the ages, generations of people have been wasting away a few miles!"
"What about King Shu?"
"The beautiful courtyard is the gateway to Zen. It is a waste of money to buy mountains. As long as the light of your heart is as bright as the full moon, you will have more leisure at home than as a monk."
"good!"
"Where is General Zheng?"
"After all the hard work, the stars are scattered all around. The mountains and rivers are broken, the wind flutters with catkins, and the life experience is ups and downs. The fear is on the beach, and I am alone in the ocean. Who has never died since ancient times? Leave a loyal heart to illuminate the history!"
The atmosphere in the whole place was warm, with glasses being exchanged.
Liu Zheng turned around, but he didn't even drink a glass of wine.
Finally, when he met Chen Ping and Zhang Chengjiang, the governor of Baiya, he laughed loudly, raised two bottles in a row to show his contempt, and then walked away.
"this……"
"unacceptable!"
"Extremely arrogant!"
The faces of Chen Ping and Zhang Chengjiang turned into the color of pig liver.
…
"Hahahaha, have fun!"
When they returned to their residence, the three men from the Baiya Army also followed them. Du Biao smiled happily.
Yang Ke couldn't help but admire Liu Zheng's talent.
Liu Zheng didn't have much time to communicate with Wei Shao, the newly returned head master today. Now he finally got a chance. The three of them returned to Baiya Palace hand in hand. Wei Shao brought a few bowls of hangover soup, and then he looked at it with a smile. Liu Zheng: "People say that the young master is a great talent. At first, Wei Shao had doubts. But after seeing him today, he realized that the rumors were true. He is not even as good as the young master!"
Liu Zheng repeatedly said he did not dare.
Wei Shao had a sincere look on his face: "Young Master Liu led the army to assist our Baiya Army. He is sincere and sincere. Wei Shao is inconvenient to say thank you today. You should be grateful to me!"
After saying that, he stood up and bowed his head to the bottom.
Liu Zheng also hurriedly stood up and said with a wry smile: "It's a shame for you, the boss. Although the Yinzhou army is here, seeing that the various armies outside the city are constraining each other at this time, Liu Zheng can't be of much help."
Wei Shao laughed and said: "Life and death are determined by destiny, wealth and honor are in the sky. Baiyajun is in prison, it is the law of development of all things, don't blame others. It is my brothers who have never been able to escape."
Liu Zheng said: "The wild flowers are gradually enchanting the eyes, and the Asakusa can have no horse hooves. My favorite lake is not enough eastward, with the white sand embankment in the shade of green poplars. In this position, how many people can escape freely?"
Wei Shao was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Okay, what a squandering flower is becoming more and more charming! Yes, we brothers are really scared of poverty. Who can resist the temptation of making money every day? How many times? I want to let go of all this, but I keep thinking several times, make another fortune, make another fortune, hahaha, Mr. Liu is laughing at me!"
Liu Zheng smiled bitterly.
This is nothing to laugh at. Who hasn’t been like this since ancient times?
On the other hand, Wei Shao's free and easy attitude really has the aura of the world.
Liu Zheng smiled and said: "If the King of Wei can help, it may not be impossible."
Wei Shao laughed at himself: "Since ancient times, cunning rabbits have been eaten by lackeys. Who can help whom? If the White Ya Army wants to protect itself, it can only seek for itself! Hahahaha!"
Liu Zheng, Yang Ke, and Du Biao looked at each other.
Sure enough, in Wei Shao's hands was the account book that everyone was afraid of!
After chatting for a while, Liu Zheng and others resigned.
After walking for a while, Yang Ke couldn't help but said, "Sir, it's not too late. We can start as soon as the war horse meeting starts tomorrow!"
Liu Zheng nodded: "Mr. Yang should give me two smart brothers who are familiar with the terrain."
Yang Ke immediately agreed: "This matter is not a problem!"
The three agreed to leave separately.
Back in the room, Qin Changfeng, who had just been replaced by Jiang Xuan, stood up and said: "Sir, this is what Jiang Xuan asked me to give to you!"
Liu Zheng took the note and looked at it carefully. He was shocked and stood up quickly.
For a while.
His eyes widened, and his hair stood on end. He hurriedly said, "Come on, come out with me!"
