"Riding a strange horse, holding a long bow, playing the harp, harp, and lute, the eight kings, with the king on top, can fight alone."
"Pretending to be a human being, wearing a dragon's robe, there are four ghosts and monsters. The ghosts and ghosts are on the edge, so you can grab it with your hands."
Everyone looked for fame, wasn't that the Ninth Prince Qin Yun? He actually came out right!
Moreover, the battle was so neat and tidy, and the intention was even better. Didn't Northern Qi claim that the king was the king and that one person could form an army?
This second line of the couplet actually slaps it in the face, comparing it to a monster, and you can take it as soon as you put it in your hand!
"Wonderful, this pairing is wonderful!"
"His Ninth Prince is unparalleled in talent and breathtaking!"
A group of doctors from the Imperial Academy and bachelors from the Hanlin Academy nodded frequently.
Even Qin Ying, who was sitting on the dragon throne, lowered his eyes with admiration. It seemed that he had indeed ignored these nine sons before.
However, this aroused the suspicion of the other eight brothers.
On the stage, the two people had different expressions.
Shen Yue was particularly shocked. He actually confronted her. Doesn't this mean that she, the most talented woman in the capital, is not as good as him? Impossible, it must be just blindness.
After experiencing the initial shock, Liao Feifan came to his senses. He looked at the Northern Qi envoy behind him and knew that this time he had underestimated the enemy and had caused a big disaster!
Liao Feifan looked at the Northern Qi envoy inquiringly, and the head of the envoy nodded slightly.
Liao Feifan bowed his hand to Qin Ying: "Emperor Daxia, this time, I, Northern Qi, are willing to offer a horse farm and 10,000 horses as a bet for everything before!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone in Daxia was shocked. It seemed that Beiqi was preparing to spend a lot of money.
The reason why Daxia could not gain any benefit from the battle with Northern Qi was because of the lack of war horses. If it had those 10,000 horses, Daxia's cavalry could be doubled!
It can be seen that Qin Ying is very tempted.
"How to bet?"
Liao Feifan looked at Qin Yun with a sneer: "This time, we are betting on poetry. Who can write more poems and have better quality within the specified time! However, there is one more thing to add, and that is betting on life. The loser will die!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone was betting their lives on poetry. The talented poets and literati who were about to make a move were instantly frightened.
"Yun'er, are you confident?" Qin Ying looked at Qin Yun questioningly. The meaning was very clear. He designated Qin Yun to bet on poetry!
Qin Yun took a step forward and cupped his hands: "For Da Xia and Miss Shen, I am willing to go!"
As soon as these words came out, Shen Yue snorted softly, and the princes sneered again and again. Poetry was more than a hundred times more difficult than the other party, not to mention that the other party was known as the Immortal of Poetry.
Isn't this asking for death?
The ministers also shook their heads and sighed, but no one stood up to stop him because Qin Yun was just an orphan!
His mother, who was born as a palace maid, died a few years ago. No one in the civil or military court had a good relationship with her. Now that His Majesty intends to let him die, who will stand up and speak for him?
Qin Ying said sternly: "Although you are my son, you have no jokes and the country has no trivial matters. Do you know what will happen if you lose? I will never protect you!"
Qin Yun said: "My son knows."
Qin Ying waved his hand: "I appreciate your courage. Go ahead!"
"promise!"
Qin Yun cupped his hands and stepped onto the ring.
"Come on, bet on poetry!"
Shen Yue snorted coldly: "Qin Yun, you can't compare to him."
"You will know after you try it. Miss Shen, please go down and take a rest."
Shen Yue passed by Qin Yun and said softly: "Don't think that I will forgive you. If you want to die, you will die!"
Qin Yun replied: "Miss Shen, are you worried about me? Don't worry, I will never let you become a widow at a young age!"
When Shen Yue heard this, she became even more angry and gave Qin Yun a hard kick. The conversation and small actions between them could be hidden from others, but not from Liao Feifan's eyes and ears.
His eyes turned cold: "I didn't expect that your boy would really dare to go on stage?"
Qin Yundao: "Don't waste time, come up with questions."
Liao Feifan snorted coldly: "Arrogant, this is what you said. Don't say that I took advantage of you!"
He glanced at Shen Yue and finally landed on the bulging chest of Shen Yue, revealing a smile that he thought was very romantic: "You and I both admire Miss Shen, so we will use the moon as the theme and limit the time to one stick of incense. .”
Qin Yun smiled and said: "No problem, it's all up to you!"
As a top agent, you don't just know about killing, you have to be involved in strategy, survival, and even literature and art from all over the world.
In just a moment, Qin Yun searched for many poems about the moon in his mind.
Soon the eunuchs brought the pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and incense burner to the table.
"A stick of incense is the guarantee, let's begin!"
Liao Feifan started writing as soon as he picked up his pen, splashing ink without stopping at all.
Qin Yun looked at him with a smile. After half the time, he still didn't make a move. Everyone in the audience shook their heads when they saw this. Several princes sneered and said, "This ninth brother must be scared to death!"
"That's right, writing poetry is not a match. The former can involve luck, but the latter requires real talent and learning. The other party is a poet, and he is just embarrassing."
After retreating, Shen Yue was upset for some reason when she heard these words. Although she hated Qin Yun very much, as a member of Daxia, she hoped that Qin Yun could win. After all, if he lost, she would also have to marry. For Liao Feifan, this was not the result she wanted.
Seeing that the time was approaching, Qin Yun finally started writing.
He just closed his eyes and didn't move, just thinking about which songs were suitable!
After a while, there was not enough paper on the table, and Qin Yun shouted.
"Bring me the paper!"
Liao Feifan, who was on the opposite side, sneered when he saw this. In his opinion, Qin Yun was just pretending. He didn't believe that anyone could be faster than him, let alone that anyone in the world could write a good poem in such a short period of time.
You know, quantity alone is not enough, quality also needs to be guaranteed!
As the time approached, Liao Feifan also felt a little tired, but under the pressure of life and death, he composed five poems that he thought were excellent.
"time up!"
"Liao Feifan's five poems and Qin Yun's eighteen poems."
"Qin Yun wins!"
As soon as this statement came out, the Northern Qi side immediately exploded. Even the Daxia side was a little embarrassed. This is too blatant. A normal person would be embarrassed to write a poem with just one stick of incense, but Qin Yun actually wrote it with less than half a stick of incense. A total of eighteen songs!
The envoy from the Northern Qi Mission came forward and said: "Emperor Daxia, we come here with sincerity. If Daxia cannot afford to lose, forget it. Why do you need to play such a trick?"
"Qin Yun, did you really compose eighteen poems?"
At this time, Liao Feifan suddenly reacted: "I know, you must have written a lot of limericks! Your poems are simply written randomly!"
"Then let someone present it for a look!" someone suggested.
Liao Feifan immediately interrupted: "No, what if your people from Daxia change the contract midway?"
"Qin Yun, unless you read the poem in front of everyone, I, Liao Feifan, will never believe that you have such ability!"
Qin Yun smiled: "Then listen carefully."
"There is bright moonlight in front of my bed, I suspect it is frost on the ground. I look up at the bright moon and lower my head to think about my hometown."
"...If we hadn't met at the top of Qunyu Mountain, we would have met under the moon at Yaotai."
"The first to get the moon is the tower near the water, and the flowers and trees in the sun are easy to spring..."
"When will the bright moon come? Ask the blue sky with wine... People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. This is a difficult thing in ancient times. I hope people will live long and share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles away."
