Report to your majesty, the prince is courting death again

All the people present were military sons, who didn't dream of becoming a marquis right away?

As soon as Xu An said this, their blood boiled.

"Fuck, Xu An, you actually have this kind of awareness!"

"That's right, we military sons are here to protect our country. If anyone dares to bully us, we'll beat him up."

"Xu An, just based on what you said, I'll obey you in the future!"

"..."

A group of military sons bowed and said.

If they had only considered Xu An a friend before, at least now, Xu An has successfully planted a different seed in their hearts.

"Young Master is righteous, I admire you."

Jiang Yuzhu's pretty face had already shown a signature smile, and she bowed slightly to Xu An.

But there was still a strong shock in her beautiful eyes.

How could this be possible?

Such an opinion actually came from a dude?

Was his previous dudehood all fake?

"That's right. I've already said that your understanding of me is too one-sided."

Xu An held his head high and said, "A playboy and a prodigal? Who said that playboys and prodigals don't have a sense of family and country?"

"Haha, so your sense of family and country is to use Daqian's face to let the Dongyu delegation step on it?"

As soon as Xu An finished speaking, a joke came from outside the door.

Everyone looked at the door together. It was Zhao Gao and a group of civil servants' children, as well as some famous scholars in Kyoto, who pushed the door in.

They were just next door. After listening to Xu An's bold words, they were furious and rushed over directly under the leadership of Zhao Gao.

They wanted to kill Xu An's arrogance and let him know what the sky is high and the earth is thick.

"Zhao Gao? What do you mean?"

Cheng Hu stood up with anger on his face.

"Isn't my meaning clear? I said, Xu An is playing with Daqian's face, is that wrong?"

The bruises on Zhao Gao's face had not yet disappeared, but he opened his folding fan gracefully, stared at Xu An and said: "You are speaking with great righteousness, but you are neither good at literature nor martial arts, and you are qualified to give orders here?"

Haha, if it were in the future, there would be many people who are more awesome than me.

But now... I know the past 5000 years and the future 500 years, and you say that I am neither good at literature nor martial arts?

You are probably disgusted with your face, and it's not swollen enough after being beaten, right?

Xu An shook his head and held his forehead, saying, "Xiao Zhao, you have been acting with me for so many years. You have worked so hard."

He looked at Zhao Gao, raised a finger and shook it slightly:

"To be honest, I am the incarnation of Wenquxing! I have already achieved success in both literature and martial arts, and I am talented in both literature and martial arts. I am just too disdainful to argue with you little minions."

The whole room suddenly became quiet.

You can hear a pin drop.

"Hahaha..."

After a while, Zhao Gao and a group of civil officials laughed at the same time, and the laughter was arrogant and mocking.

Cheng Hu and a group of military generals also felt a little hot when they heard the laughter.

Xu An, you uncle! You have to be careful when bragging!

Wenquxing descended to the body of a military general?

This sounds ridiculous!

Laugh at your uncle, although I am bragging, I have the ability to brag now, you know?

Xu An stepped on the stool, glared at Zhao Gao and said: "What? Is what I said funny?"

"Isn't it funny? You don't even think before you brag."

"Who in the whole capital doesn't know what kind of person you are, Xu An? You think Wenquxing has descended to earth? Do you really think Wenquxing is blind!"

Zhao Gao pointed at a young man in a Confucian robe beside him with the folding fan in his hand and said: "Do you know who he is? His name is Wei Zizheng, and he is now recognized as the first talent in the whole capital."

"Brilliant and elegant are his synonyms. How can you be arrogant in front of him?"

"Xu An, apart from your status and position, do you think you are qualified?"

Hearing this name, Cheng Hu and others' faces changed slightly.

Only Xu An glanced at Wei Zizheng lightly, with a playful smile on his lips.

This Wei Zizheng is known as the first talent in Kyoto. He is so talented that even the top ten courtesans in Kyoto admire him.

But relying on this alone, he wants to beat Xu An. Is he dreaming?

Is he fighting against Xu An?

No, he is fighting against the accumulation of China for five thousand years!

Xu An shook his head and said, "He has some talent, but unfortunately, he has become a running dog of the powerful."

"You..."

Wei Zizheng's face suddenly sank. Xu An hit his sore spot.

But he quickly calmed down, stared at Xu An and sneered, "Young Master Xu is really eloquent. He can't even protect himself, but he still doesn't spare others."

"Originally, as long as you are willing to beg me, I am willing to write one or two poems for you, so that you won't embarrass yourself in front of the Dongyu delegation.!"

"I didn't expect you to be so ungrateful!"

After saying that, he spread out his folding fan and fanned himself, looking aloof and arrogant.

Zhao Gao nodded and agreed with a smile: "If Xu An knew what was good for him, he wouldn't be Xu An!"

"But that makes sense, Xu An, as long as you apologize to Wei Zizheng and admit your mistakes, and beg him with a humble attitude, I can be a peacemaker and ask him to write two poems for you, so that you can show your face in front of the Dongyu envoys and don't lose so badly."

"Otherwise, tut tut, if you lose, you will be condemned and cursed by thousands of people in the whole capital!"

"Haha, thinking of that scene, this young master is extremely excited! "

Hearing this, the sons of the generals were furious.

This is the fucking way of throwing the blame on the generals, and now they are playing the role of good guys, as if not listening to them is treason, how can we tolerate this?

"Get lost, even if we lose, even if we are pointed at and cursed by thousands of people, we will only die standing!"

Cheng Hu stood in front of Xu An and said, "Besides, who told you that Xu An can't write poetry? My brother just wrote a poem for Miss Jiang to celebrate her birthday! "

Although he didn't believe it, he could only hope that Xu An, the bastard, was really as talented as he said.

Otherwise, if Xu An was forced to bow his head today, it would be equivalent to them all bowing to Zhao Gao. It would be better to kill them!

Jiang Yuzhu's pretty face froze.

What she feared would come true. She was still thinking about how to resolve the situation in front of her, but she didn't expect Cheng Hu to directly burn her.

The poems written by Xu An? What good poems can he write?

"Oh? Young Master Xu has started to write masterpieces again?"

Zhao Gao said with a playful face, "I know that Young Master Xu wrote a poem called "Ode to the Tree Branch" in front of the palace gate yesterday."

"The poem says: Oh my God, what a big tree branch!"

"I wonder what the poem written today to praise a beauty like Miss Jiang will be like?"

"Miss Jiang, can you read it to us? "

Hearing this, Cheng Hu and a group of military sons were all blushing!

It's a bad idea. We actually believed that this guy could really write poetry. This is not poetry, this is killing a pig? This is so embarrassing.

Jiang Yuzhu's pretty face also changed. She subconsciously clenched the paper in her hand, wishing she could crush it into pieces.