Waste prince: Why do you force me to be emperor?

at this time.

Zhang Sheng blushed and had a thick neck, he hesitated to speak, wanted to spit out something?

However, it was as if a horizontal bone was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say anything!

The beauty of the beauties in the poems of the king of Huangzhou makes the murderous warriors on the battlefield unbearable to be hurt, and makes the king only need beauties instead of mountains and rivers. This kind of beauty, the world cannot bear to live up to it.

After the poetry meeting, Du Yueer's beauty will be spread all over the world along with this poem.

It is very likely that she will directly top the top ten beauties in the world.

Before the poem of the King of Huangzhou, any words of praise for Du Yue'er would be eclipsed.

Zang Liu asked lightly: "Zhang Sheng, a famous scholar in Yangzhou, ask again, do you have a poem comparable to this one?"

"If not, please admit defeat!"

Zhang Sheng blushed like a monkey's ass, and cast a glance at Du Yue'er in shame, his heart felt cold.

Not only did the beauty fail to be picked up, but she was humiliated!

Gold did not win, but lost body!

Fame is not gained, it becomes notoriety!

When he thought of this, his eyes were full of unwilling tears, and he uttered two words with difficulty: "Admit defeat!"

These two words are like a knife, which cut through the arrogance held in the chest of the Confucian scholars of the two states and let it out.

lost!

In front of the beauty poem of the king of Huangzhou, Zhang Sheng really couldn't speak.

That's right, who can open their mouths before the poem "Beauty Poetry" by the King of Huangzhou?

Zang Liu looked at everyone in the hall, stretched out his finger and said seriously: "Now, my prince's beauty poem is 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 make better beauty poems for Patriarch Du, I will admit defeat and offer a hundred taels of gold willingly."

No one jumped out!

In front of this beauty poem, whoever jumps out will be making fun of himself.

In the banquet hall, there was an eerie silence.

At this time.

"Hahaha......"

Li Fei sneered and said, "Messenger of the King of the Barren State, don't be too arrogant."

"Didn't you just write a poem about Patriarch Du's beauty?"

"The governor will too."

"Listen up... Ah! Patriarch Du is as beautiful as a flower, so pretty!"

"Ah! Patriarch Du's beauty is as sweet as a melon!"

"Ah! Patriarch Du's beauty is like wine, intoxicating!"

"Patriarch Du, you are a real beauty!"

"Hahaha......"

Li Fei's exit was smooth, and he felt great!

"How about it?"

"The governor's poem is comparable to that of the king of Huangzhou, right?"

"Master Du, what do you think?"

The veins in Du Yue'er's eyes twitched violently a few times, and she replied politely: "To be honest, but Yue'er's willow posture is not as good as what Governor Li said!"

Immediately.

The embarrassing atmosphere in the hall was greatly diluted by Li Fei's nonsense.

Confucian scholars in the two states are secretly grateful!

The governor of Qingzhou is indeed one of their own!

At the critical moment, with a jingle, the embarrassment of the whole poetry meeting was solved.

It solved the embarrassment of the famous scholars in Qingzhou and Yangzhou who dare not face this beauty poem directly!

Although the person is thick, but the person is kind!

"Cough cough cough..."

Tang Qingzhu coughed a few times in embarrassment: "Governor Li, come, let's have a drink, let them go for this fight, if they lose, they lose, no one can die!"

"Fighting poetry, who hasn't lost yet!"

"Dry!"

Li Fei blinked his tiger eyes, and asked with a dissatisfied expression: "Dean Tang, the poem I just wrote is really so that you don't even want to mention it?"

Tang Qingzhu was helpless: "Governor Li, the few words you just recited are very different, let's call it a soul poem!"

soul poem?

Li Fei understands!

No wonder, when he first wrote poetry, he felt that his soul had opened up a trick, and he had a little poetic talent!

It turned out that what he made was soul poetry!

now.

Li Fei made an important decision.

That is to be a soul poet!

the other side.

Zang Liu's face was full of seriousness: "Since you admit defeat, from now on, you are a member of my barren state army. Wait a minute, you can choose to go to the barren state with me to join the army, or you can redeem yourself with 500 taels of silver. How about that?" select?"

Zhang Sheng was full of unwillingness: "I want to redeem myself with 500 taels of silver!"

"However, today is a poetry meeting. I never expected to use money, and I didn't bring it with me."

"I'll bring it to you when I get home."

"Or, send it directly to the Huangzhou Palace!"

Zang Liu shook his head: "I don't have time to wait for you to send money!"

"If you use silver to redeem yourself, give it now, otherwise, follow me back to the barren state to serve as a soldier!"

"You won't, don't you have money to redeem yourself?"

Zhang Sheng felt humiliated, and said in a small voice with red face: "Yes, there must be!"

"I Zhang was born in Yangzhou with a wealth of wealth, tens of thousands of hectares of fertile land, hundreds of shops, and thousands of serfs. How could I not be able to spend a mere 500 taels of silver!"

"Just didn't bring it!"

Zang Liu's face was even colder: "Then follow me!"

At this moment, Zhang Sheng was extremely embarrassed.

"Too deceiving!"

Li Fei let out a roar to stand up for Zhang Sheng: "The envoy of the king of Huangzhou is going crazy, isn't it just 500 taels of silver?"

"Zhang Sheng, the governor can lend it to you first, just pay an IOU!"

"Come on!"

"Bring in the silver!"

"Yes!"

A group of soldiers brought in the boxes one by one. After opening them, the light of the silver gave the Confucian scholars in the two states the confidence to fight poetry.

at this time.

Looking at Li Fei's face, Zhang Sheng felt like looking at his relatives, his eyes turned red, and he wanted to give this rough man who didn't understand poetry 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 asks for help, he will definitely help.

Li Fei watched everyone's reaction!

He laughed!

The favor from the new governor of Qingzhou is about to be rewarded handsomely!

The barren state's military rations are all over!

The prince's scheme is really unpredictable, if he does it, it will be effective immediately.

at this time.

Zhang Sheng stabilized his mood, bowed his hands and said: "Thank you, Governor."

Li Fei waved his hand: "You're welcome!"

"My own!"

"I want to borrow 1000 taels!"

"no problem!"

At this time, Li Fei was quite like Meng Chang.

Zhang Sheng stepped forward, wrote down the IOU, took 500 taels of silver, and proudly threw it in front of Zang Liushen: "Here, my redemption silver!"

"I don't accept it, I still have 500 taels of silver, let's challenge again!"

Those who come from the Tibetan six will not refuse: "Yes!"

opposite.

Du Yue'er tried to stabilize her heart disturbed by the poem, her beautiful eyes stared at Zang Liu, and she was even more vigilant in her heart.

The envoy of the king of Huangzhou deliberately angered the Confucian scholars in the two states.

Then, he took out three boxes of Jinzi Doushi that he had prepared earlier.

This kind of style is definitely not the appearance of wanting to include Confucian scholars from the two states!

Of course, it was definitely not for the sake of winning money from Confucian scholars in the two states, and then offending all the famous scholars in the two states!

Then, what is the purpose of the king of Huangzhou?

Could it really be her?

Du Yue'er's heart was disturbed again, and her eyes became more gentle.

opposite.

Zang Liu noticed Du Yueer's eyes.

The faint smile on the corner of his mouth was meaningful.

Du Yue'er, you can't understand the lord's game and the sage's wrist.

You and the army in the [-] mountains, just enter the game obediently!

then.

Zang Liu asked: "This time, what is the title of the poem?"

Zhang Sheng decided to save face in front of Du Yueer, and said ruthlessly, "This time, I will use the clan emblem of Patriarch Du, peony, as the title of the poem!"

"You still come first!"

There are tens of thousands of flowers in the world, but there are only [-] poems in the book of the King of Huangzhou, even if the first capital is a classic handed down from generation to generation...it wouldn't be such a coincidence, would it contain peonies?

At this time.

The atmosphere in the poetry hall condensed again.

one more time.

Zang Liu read "Three Hundred Poems of the Prince" under the attention of all the people.

Du Yueer's beautiful eyes looked complicated looking forward!

She hoped that there were no poems about peonies in the book of poems written by the King of Huangzhou!

He hoped that the king of Huangzhou would be defeated!

But why would you want to have it?

The heart of a woman, the needle in the sea, the sincerity is hidden deep!

After all, is there any?