at this time.
Zhang Sheng's face was red and his neck was rough. He hesitated to speak. What did he want to say?
However, it felt like a piece of bone was stuck in my throat, and I couldn't say anything!
The beauty of the beauty in the poem of the King of Huangzhou makes the murderous warriors on the battlefield unable to bear harm, and makes the king only want beauty instead of the country. This kind of beauty, the world cannot bear to live up to, the high power reaches the sky, and it is boundless.
After the poetry meeting, Du Yue'er's beauty will be spread all over the world along with this poem.
It is very likely that she will directly top the list of the top ten beauties in the world.
Before the poem "King of Huangzhou", any words of praise for Du Yue'er would be overshadowed.
Zangliu asked calmly: "Zhang Sheng, a famous scholar from Yangzhou, let me ask again, do you have any poems that can compare with this poem?"
"If not, please admit defeat!"
Zhang Sheng's face was as red as a monkey's butt, and he glanced at Du Yue'er in shame, feeling his heart tremble.
Not only did the beauty fail to impress, but she was embarrassed!
Instead of winning the gold, I lost my body!
Instead of gaining fame, he became infamy!
Thinking of this, his eyes were filled with tears of unwillingness, and he struggled to say two words: "Admit defeat!"
These two words were like a knife, cutting through the arrogance held in the chests of the two states' Confucian scholars and letting it out.
Lost!
In front of King Huangzhou's beauty poem, Zhang Sheng really couldn't speak.
Also, who can open his mouth in front of the beautiful poem "The King of Huangzhou"?
Zangliu looked at everyone in the hall, stretched out his fingers, and said seriously: "Now, my prince's beauty poems are placed here. If the celebrities from the two states present want to challenge, I will fight on behalf of my prince!"
"As long as you can write a better beauty poem for Master Du, I, Zangliu, will give up and give you a hundred taels of gold willingly."
No one jumps out!
Anyone who jumps out in front of this beautiful poem is asking for trouble.
The banquet hall was eerily silent.
At this time.
"Hahaha......"
Li Fei sneered and said, "Envoy of the King of Huangzhou, don't be too arrogant."
"Isn't it just that I wrote a poem for the beauty of Master Du?"
"So will this governor."
"Listen carefully...ah! The Du family master is as beautiful as a flower, so beautiful!"
"Ah! Master Du's beauty is as sweet as a melon!"
"Ah! Master Du's beauty is as intoxicating as wine!"
"Master Du, you are a true beauty!"
"Hahaha......"
Li Fei's speech was smooth and it felt great!
"How about it?"
"Is this governor's poem comparable to that of King Huangzhou?"
"Master Du, what do you think?"
The veins in Du Yue'er's eyes twitched violently for a few times, and she answered politely: "It's straightforward, but the beauty of Yue'er is not as good as what Governor Li said!"
Suddenly.
The awkward atmosphere in the hall was greatly diluted by Li Fei's nonsense.
Confucian scholars from both states were secretly grateful!
The Governor of Qingzhou is indeed one of their own!
At the critical moment, a jingle solved the embarrassment of the entire poetry meeting.
This explains the embarrassment of famous people in Qingzhou and Yangzhou who dare not face this beautiful poem!
Although people are rough, they are good!
"Cough cough cough..."
Tang Qingzhu coughed a few times in embarrassment and said: "Governor Li, come, let's have a drink, let them do this poem fight, if they lose, they lose, no one will die!"
"Who has never lost in a poetry contest?"
"Dry!"
Li Fei blinked his tiger eyes and asked with a look of dissatisfaction: "Dean Tang, are you really unwilling to mention the poem I just wrote?"
Tang Qingzhu was helpless: "Governor Li, these few sentences you just recited are very different. They can be regarded as a soul poem!"
Soul poetry?
Li Fei understands!
No wonder, when he first started composing poetry, he felt that a secret had opened in his soul and he had a little bit of poetic talent!
It turns out that what he created was soul poetry!
now.
Li Fei made an important decision.
That is to be a soul poet!
the other side.
Zang Liu's little face was full of seriousness: "Since you admit defeat, from now on, you will be a member of my army in Huangzhou. Wait a minute, you can choose to follow me to join the army in Huangzhou, or you can redeem yourself with five hundred taels of silver. How to choose?"
Zhang Sheng's face was full of reluctance: "I want to redeem myself with five hundred taels of silver!"
"But today is a poetry meeting. I didn't expect to use any money, so I didn't bring it with me."
"I'll bring it to you when I get home."
"Or, send it directly to Huangzhou Prince's Mansion!"
Zangliu shook his head: "I don't have time to wait for you to give me money!"
"If you want to redeem yourself with money, give it to me now, otherwise, follow me back to Huangzhou to serve as a soldier!"
"You don't have money to redeem yourself, do you?"
Zhang Sheng felt humiliated and whispered with a red face: "Yes, there must be!"
"I, Zhang Sheng, have a huge fortune in Yangzhou, with thousands of hectares of fertile land, hundreds of shops, and thousands of serfs. How can I not be able to get out a mere five hundred taels of silver!"
"I just didn't bring it!"
Zangliu's face became even colder: "Then follow me!"
At this time, Zhang Sheng was extremely embarrassed.
"It's too much!"
Li Fei roared angrily and stood up for Zhang Sheng: "The envoy of the King of Huangzhou must not be so arrogant. Isn't it just five hundred taels of silver?"
"Zhang Sheng, the governor can lend it to you first, just make an IOU!"
"Someone is coming!"
"Bring in the silver!"
"yes!"
A group of soldiers carried the boxes in one by one. After opening them, the light of the silver gave the Confucian scholars in the two states the confidence to fight for poetry.
at this time.
Zhang Sheng looked at Li Fei's face as if he were a relative, his eyes turned red, and he wanted to give this ignorant man a hug!
This is really a timely help!
At this moment, Zhang Sheng was moved, and the Confucian scholars in both states were moved!
Such a governor of Qingzhou is definitely someone who can confide in his heart!
From now on, in Qingzhou and Yangzhou, as long as Governor Li opens his mouth, those who should help will definitely help.
Li Fei looked at everyone's reactions!
He laughed!
The favor he, the newly appointed Governor of Qingzhou, has given him will be richly rewarded!
The military rations in Huangzhou have been secured!
The prince's plan is indeed unpredictable, and when implemented, it will be effective immediately.
at this time.
Zhang Sheng calmed down his emotions, raised his hands and saluted, "Thank you, Lord Governor."
Li Fei waved his hand: "You're welcome!"
"One of our own!"
"I want to borrow a thousand taels!"
"no problem!"
At this time, Li Fei was quite like Meng Chang.
Zhang Sheng stepped forward, wrote an IOU, took out five hundred taels of silver, and threw it in front of Zangliu with pride: "Here you are, my redemption silver!"
"I don't accept it. I still have five hundred taels of silver to challenge you again!"
Anyone who comes from Zangliu will not refuse: "Okay!"
opposite.
Du Yue'er forced herself to steady her heart that was disturbed by the poem, stared at Zangliu with her beautiful eyes, and became even more vigilant in her heart.
The envoy from the King of Huangzhou first deliberately angered the Confucian scholars in the two states.
Then, he took out three boxes of gold poems that he had prepared long ago.
This style of behavior definitely doesn’t mean to capture Confucian scholars from two states!
Of course, it is definitely not to win money from the Confucian scholars in the two states, and then offend all the celebrities in the two states!
So, what is the purpose of King Huangzhou?
Could it be, is it really her?
Du Yue'er's heart was confused again, and her eyes were a little gentler.
opposite.
Zangliu noticed Du Yuer's eyes.
The faint smile on his lips was meaningful.
Du Yue'er, you can't understand the prince's tactics and the saint's tactics.
You and the army in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, just enter the game obediently!
Then.
Zangliu asked: "What is the title of the poem this time?"
Zhang Sheng decided to save face in front of Du Yue'er and said fiercely: "This time, the title of the poem will be the peony, the family emblem of the Du family!"
"You should come first!"
There are thousands of flowers in the world, but there are only 300 poems in Huangzhou King's poem album. Even if the first poem is a classic handed down from ancient times... it can't be such a coincidence that peonies are written on it, right?
At this time.
The atmosphere in the poetry hall condensed again.
again.
Zangliu read "Three Hundred Poems of the Prince" under the attention of everyone.
Du Yue'er's beautiful eyes looked complicated with anticipation!
She hoped that there were no poems about peonies in King Huangzhou's poem book!
He hopes that the king of Huangzhou will be defeated!
But why do we hope for it?
A woman's heart is like a needle in the sea, it's really hidden deep!
After all, is there any?
