The Great Wilderness Helping His Wife

It's just that this sentence sounds like admitting defeat at first glance, but the tone is a bit intriguing.

Following Jiang Zheng's gaze, everyone looked at Zhao Hao who was behind Zhao Dingbian.

Zhao Dingbian's face remained unchanged, and he said sharply: "Hao'er! Today is a grand ceremony between Huang and Qi, but you sneaked in halfway, why don't you go and accept the crime?"

Zhao Hao had no choice but to stand up, and cupped his hands at the emperor: "Grandpa Emperor, Hao'er was wrong, and he came here to accept the crime!"

Everyone sighed.

Ordinary people are not allowed to kneel on the ground who asks the emperor to take the blame. Not only does this dude not kneel, he doesn't even bother to move a few steps, and he does this every time.

It's also off the charts!

Jiang Zheng was not angry at all, but smiled and said: "It's okay! I heard that you have quite a talent for poetry, and it coincides with the exchange between Huang and Qi. If you can write a poem that satisfies me, I will forgive you for your innocence. "

A grandson and two grandfathers cooperated tacitly, and finally pushed Zhao Hao out smoothly.

Otherwise, if you rush to compose poems and fight in the ring as soon as you arrive at the palace, even if you win, it will appear that you don't have enough demeanor.

Zhao Hao nodded: "Thank you, Grandpa Emperor!"

After all, I am ready to attend.

Before leaving, Zhao Wudi asked: "Hao'er! Are you confident?"

After all, his only criterion for judging whether a poem is good or bad is whether he can understand it. He can only understand one sentence of Fu Gui's poems, and he feels that the realm of this person's poetry is unfathomable.

Zhao Hao smiled slightly: "Don't worry! Watch me make a poem in seven steps, hang him up and beat him!"

Copy poetry!

Who wouldn't?

Chapter 4 A erotic poem shocked the court

Seeing Zhao Hao come out, the dreary atmosphere in the Hall of Supreme Harmony suddenly became lighter.

Although many people here are not familiar with Zhao Hao's words and deeds, they have to admit that this dude's poems are really good, and almost every capital is related to women.

Ning Wanli's choice of topic happened to describe herself, so she really hit it off.

Zhao Hao stepped forward in a big way, and after getting closer, Ning Wanli's appearance became clearer, and he immediately exclaimed: "The princess is so beautiful!"

Everyone frowned for a while, and the moment they met, they showed a sensual look. This dude really lost the face of the whole deserted country.

Ning Wanli was not angry, but just took a deep look at Zhao Hao, then smiled and made a bow.

But Fu Gui frowned, stepped forward and said: "I have heard about Mr. Zhao Hao's reputation for a long time, but never thought that he is such a straightforward person. They all say that poetry is like him, but Mr. Zhao Hao's personality is very different from poetry. What a wonderful person !"

The poem is elegant, the person is vulgar, and the meaning of paying expensive is self-evident.

Zhao Hao wasn't angry either, and said, "Then I'd like to read Brother Fu Gui's poem, to see if it's really what you said, the poem is like the man!"

Fu Gui smiled arrogantly: "Then Fu will show his shame! I just made this poem. Mr. Zhao Hao wants to hear it, so I will read it to you again."

As he said that, he took a step forward, glanced at Ning Wanli secretly, and slowly said: "There is a light cold smoke outside Jiaoyue's halo, the dark fragrance is condensed and beautiful, the laurel rabbit is ashamed and the flowers are closed, and I look back and smile." Step by step lotus."

After listening to this poem, Zhao Hao couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

It's no wonder that Fu Gui's ability to overwhelm the talented people of the barren country. Although this poem is not very brilliant, it is enough to overwhelm the muddy legs of the barren country.

The laurel is ashamed, the jade rabbit is ashamed, and the moon is ashamed to be flowers.

The last sentence looks back and smiles and grows lotus, which is quite good.

Four verses and three verses, plus the peeping eyes just now, it looks like an old licking dog.

Fu Gui glanced at Zhao Hao proudly: "Young Master Zhao, how about my poem, can it describe one-tenth of the beauty of the princess?"

Everyone looked at Zhao Hao together.

The first two sentences of Fu Gui's poem are a bit convoluted, but the last two sentences are obviously qualified.

They also wanted to see how Zhao Hao would react, but they saw Zhao Hao enthusiastically patted Fu Gui on the shoulder: "Brother Fu Gui is a real man, he never speaks polite words, and he will show his ugliness as soon as he says it. He is really like a poet!"

When Fu Gui listened to the first half of the sentence, he was already smiling, but he froze as soon as the smile appeared on his face.

What do you mean when you show your ugliness, you show your ugliness?

Are my poems ugly?

Then I go?

Hearing Zhao Hao being so annoying, everyone in Huangguo couldn't help but smile.

Although this exchange has already given Qi State enough face, at least the previous national policies and articles are not at the top level of Qi State, but I still feel a little uncomfortable being suppressed all the time.

After being told by Zhao Hao, most of the stagnant anger in their chests dissipated immediately, and even Jiang Zheng showed a look of anticipation, wanting to see what wonderful poems Zhao Hao could make.

Fu Gui was a little annoyed: "Where is my ugly poem, I ask Mr. Zhao to enlighten me!"

Zhao Hao smiled slightly: "In all fairness, some words and sentences in Brother Fu Gui's poem are really remarkable, and ordinary people can't say it's ugly, but it's too hard for me to say 'well written'!"

As soon as these words came out, the hall was in an uproar.

Expensive crazy?

Zhao Hao is really crazy, okay?

Your poems are not bad, but they are just children's playthings, and I am not qualified to praise them.

Don't say it, it's really a little relieved.

Jiang Zheng leaned on the dragon chair, looked at Zhao Hao with interest, and didn't know what he was thinking.

Fu Gui was really numb with anger this time: "You, you, you really taught me!"

Zhao Hao was extremely calm, and asked with a smile: "Brother Fu Gui, do you think I should write poems or lyrics, seven words or five words..."

The implication is that no matter how restricted, he can make poems.

Seeing that he was about to continue asking, Ning Wanli interrupted with a smile: "Young Master Zhao only needs to use my poems and lyrics, and you can use it yourself!"

Zhao Hao turned his head and found that she was looking at him with a smile on his face. He couldn't help feeling a little puzzled in his heart. He had spoken rudely to her just now, so how could she be so magnanimous?

But right now, there is no time to think about it, and he immediately cupped his hands and said, "In that case, the princess is laughing!"