The path of the villain is not easy

Chapter 39 Poetry Competition
Dr. Xia Hou sensed Emperor Yan's gaze, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, the younger generation will handle the matter of the younger generation. It's the Mid-Autumn Festival. It's also a good time to appreciate the moon and write poems. It just so happens that everyone has a program to watch. No Is it good?"

Seeing that Emperor Yan didn't refuse, he said to Changsun Lianyi, "What do you think, Marquis Liu'an?"

"Yes, it's just for His Majesty's entertainment." Changsun Lianyi said indifferently.

Both parents agreed.Emperor Yan also smiled playfully and said: "Well, I agree."

Princess Taiping looked anxious: "Father, Changsun Ji has hurt the Ni Palace some time ago, how can he write poetry?" It was a calm expression that made everyone feel that something was wrong. Changsun Ji didn't seem to be as bad at poetry as the rumors said.

Ning Qingjing next to her gently pulled Princess Tianping's arm, and whispered in her ear.Princess Taiping looked at Changsun Ji suspiciously.

Changsun Ji gave her a reassuring look, and she fell silent.She's not stupid, but she didn't react just now.

At this moment, Changsun Ji looked calm.But he was very excited in his heart: "Damn, this plot, this plot, are getting more and more similar. I, the villain, am going to turn around and become the protagonist?"

Xia Houchun was also a little suspicious. His father was a general, and he also followed the route of a general.He is really not afraid of his peers in martial arts, but when it comes to literary talent, he really doesn't have much ink in his stomach.

He had heard that Changsun Ji's mud palace was on the verge of collapse, and he expected that he would not be able to write poems, so he dared to compare with him.Now, seeing Changsun Ji's confident face, unlike the one who was seriously injured in the mud palace, he doubted whether the rumors were true.If Changsun Ji Nigong hadn't been injured, wouldn't he be humiliating himself by comparing his poems with the person who wrote the hymns.

"Your mud palace was injured. I, Xia Houchun, am not one to take advantage of others' danger. Let's wait for your mud palace to recover!" Xia Houchun said with a righteous face.It is completely unaffected by the whimpering sound coming from around.

Changsun Ji was completely speechless in his heart, he really knew what it means to be shameless and invincible.Tai really has never seen such a shameless person. Compared with him, his previous shameless behavior is nothing but nothing.I have to sigh: "There are people beyond people, and there is heaven beyond the sky."

"No need, since you have already asked His Majesty, and His Majesty has agreed. Then you and I might as well write a poem to cheer everyone up." Changsun Ji said helplessly.He saluted Emperor Yan again and said:

"Your Majesty, please referee the two of us and give us a question for this competition."

"Okay, since today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, it is natural to use the moon as the theme." Emperor Yan replied after pondering for a while.

"That's what you said. I'm thinking about you, don't you think about it? Don't say that I forced you. I don't want to have the reputation of bullying the younger." Seeing that the elder Sun Ji didn't appreciate it, Xia Hou Pure said with a cold snort.

Changsun Ji nodded and stretched out his hand as a gesture of invitation.

Don't do anything when you see things, Xia Houchun doesn't refuse.With one hand behind his waist, he crossed a few steps in the courtyard, looked at the moon in the sky, shook his head and said:
One bite, two bites, three or four bites,

The one who eats the moon is the Tengu.

Have another jug ​​of wine after eating,

Riding a donkey backwards.

"Hahaha, I'm happy, I'm happy." Xia Houchun finished singing with a happy face, picked up the jug beside him, and drank the wine in the jug with a bold face.

"Good poem, good poem. This poem is really a representative of the bold and unrestrained school." Dr. Xiahou praised with a satisfied face: "Why are you still standing there? Everyone applaud."

Hearing the sparse applause and low-pitched laughter around him, and seeing Xia Houchun's expression that I'm very humble and don't want to praise me any more, Changsun Ji twitched.

He was a little ashamed to compete with such a skinless, shameless and literary opponent, and felt like he had lost the face of the time traveler.

"Dr. Xiahou, your son is very talented in writing. He is almost on par with you."

"The Marquis of Liu'an praised you." Dr. Xiahou said modestly.I don't know if I really didn't understand or I was pretending to be confused.Judging by his appearance, if he didn't know the situation, he would really think that his son had done something unworldly.

Looking at Dr. Xiahou's appearance, Changsun Ji knew how Xiahouchun's face was cultivated into an impregnable fortress. It turned out to be hereditary.

"How about it, my son is doing well, right? It's your turn, grandson Ji." Xia Houchun said triumphantly.

Changsun Ji didn't say much either, for Xia Houchun's invulnerable, impenetrable face, nothing he said was useless.You might even get mad at yourself.

Changsun Ji also picked up a jug of wine from the table, then walked to the middle of the courtyard, opened the jug and poured a sip into his mouth.Then I heard Xia Houchun shouting from the side: "Don't learn from me, you don't have my temperament. Learning from me will only increase the laughingstock."

Changsun Ji almost spit out a mouthful of wine.Looking at Xia Houchun's groundhog's face, he felt that the thief was hateful. This stinky mouth can always pick people up.

After pouring another sip of wine into his mouth, Changsun Ji swayed back and forth for a few steps and chanted loudly:

A jug of wine in the courtyard, drinking alone without a blind date.

Toast Mingyue, and Yingying became three people.

The month does not drink, the shadow follower follows me.

For the time being with the moon, Xingle must be in spring.

I linger on the moon, my dancing is chaotic.

Woke up with lovers, scattered after drunk.

Yongjie ruthless tour, phase Yun Yunhan.

Changsun Ji chanted and danced.The moon like a plate in the sky sprinkled its brilliance.Everyone only felt that under the moonlight and the candlelight of the lantern, Changsun Ji's shadow cast on the ground slowly raised, and he got up from the ground little by little, dancing and singing with Changsun Ji.

Obviously the three of them depended on each other, singing and dancing, very happy.But the strange thing is that there is a sense of loneliness scattered around.Let the people around you unconsciously think of the time when you feel lonely.

If you ask these dignitaries present to talk about what it feels like to be poor, they may not be able to describe it to you.But if they are lonely, they have a deep understanding.

Don't think that they have been accompanied by maids and guards since they were young, but when they go out, they are surrounded by servants, so how can they feel lonely.But on the contrary, the more people around him, the more people please him, the lonelier he will be.

He can't blend into the surroundings, and it's hard for others to walk into his heart.Many things can only be borne by oneself without anyone to tell.The higher you stand, the deeper the feeling.

At this time, Emperor Yan had a deep understanding.Why does he call himself I and a widow? That is, since he took this position, he has no friends who can make friends with him.He remembered that he was alone in the imperial study room at night, it was so quiet.

As the group with the highest cultivation base present, the impact should have been the least, but at this time the inner feelings were the greatest.If it is said that those who were present were not affected?There are also, such as the great god Xia Houchun.

(End of this chapter)