The Name of Eternity

Everyone was also surprised. Although they proposed punishment this time and had their own thoughts, even the ministers who were close to the Li family who argued with them could only excuse Li Hao on the grounds that Li Hao was young, ignorant, and arrogant because of favors. .

Where does the idea of ​​being ambitious and patriotic and caring for the people come from?

It's not easy to get these rotten and bitter people to express such praise.

The Taifu said respectfully: "Your Majesty, a few days ago, one of my students rushed back from Qingzhou City and sent back a book of poetry. My student said that all the poems in it were written by the young master of the Li family. He has many methods. Prove it, it’s absolutely not false!”

"oh?"

Emperor Yu was surprised, that young man could actually recite poems?

Then I thought about it, the other party knows how to play chess, so why is it so difficult to recite poetry?

In his mind, chess is much more difficult than writing poetry.

Of course, you must not say this to the scholars in the Hanlin Hall in front of you, otherwise you will definitely have your head split apart and you will have to argue over what is going on.

"After receiving this collection of poems, I only feel ashamed. Confucian scholars like us spend our days reading books from sages and observing thousands of miles of rivers in the world. In the end, we are not as talented and broad-minded as the children who sit in the courtyard all day long. We really have no face to face Your Majesty. "

When the Taifu said this, he slightly raised his hands to cover his face, showing a look of lamentation and regret.

Everyone was stunned.

I'm afraid this old guy is really bewitched.

When will the word "ashamed" come out of their mouths?

I usually insist on arguing three points unreasonably, but today you actually say that I am convinced?

Emperor Yu was also intrigued and became even more curious, and said: "Ai Qing, please stop showing off, tell me quickly, what is the reason?"

Seeing this, Uncle Zhao, the Taifu, took out the poetry collection from his loose sleeves and presented it with both hands.

When Eunuch Chu Jiuyue, who was beside Emperor Yu, waved to pick him up, Uncle Zhao looked at the Liangzhou capital commander again, flicked his sleeves, and said in his eyes like electricity:

"It's right for father and son to fight, and it's right for it to be against Tsunada, but you're wrong to say that it won't work no matter what the reason is!"

"I, the Great Yu, respect the rites of death, but I will never abide by the rites of death!"

"Otherwise, wouldn't we be just a bunch of pedantic people?"

Isn't it?

All the generals were secretly pouting.

However, Uncle Zhao's eyes were blazing and he said loudly: "I would like to ask you, can a person who can say such words as 'I only die for my country on the battlefield, why should I return my body wrapped in horse leather', can I be regarded as patriotic?"

"Is it considered patriotic for someone who can say, 'No one has ever died since ancient times, and his loyalty will be remembered in history'?"

"Don't talk about the matter of making a marquis. One general will make thousands of bones wither!!"

Uncle Zhao looked directly at the capital of Liangzhou, his eyes were blazing, and his voice shook the court: "These words are to advise you not to talk about worshiping generals and becoming marquises. One general can make thousands of bones wither! In his heart, he feels compassion for the soldiers who died in battle, and is not interested in fame! "

"Let me ask you, a person who takes the world so seriously and takes fame so lightly, what kind of person would he be?!"

"Based on this alone, how many people can do it?!"

Everyone was stunned, a little speechless, but then they became angry again. You can tell me what this look means, as if we are all here for fame.

Liangzhou Dutong's face changed slightly, and those few words gave him a big impact.

The main reason why he was angry with the Qingzhou boy was that he was worried that the Tianmen Pass would be lost and the people of Liangzhou would suffer.

But that sentence, "Why return a corpse wrapped in horse leather"!

As a man who has been on the battlefield for a long time, he is used to seeing the cruelty of the battlefield, and he has also seen soldiers who could not even leave their bodies intact.

This sentence made his eyes wet.

This was not the case in the hearts of those soldiers who fought to the death and defended themselves.

It's just that I can't express myself because my mouth is stupid.

At this time, Emperor Yu was also looking through the collection of poems handed over by Chu Jiuyue, looking through it quietly, his expression becoming solemn and silent.

"Even if he is patriotic and a good general and loyal minister, it is an indisputable fact that he drew his sword and killed his father!" Someone suddenly said.

Uncle Zhao looked at the man and sneered: "It is indeed a fact, but does the fact have to be true?"

The man was stunned, stunned by this question, and his thinking was disrupted.

How else could these stinky scholars be so eloquent? He was stuck in a sentence.

"The moon in the flowers and water in the mirror is not what it is."

Uncle Zhao said coldly: "To take a step back, even if it is true, isn't King Xingwu himself at all wrong?"

"Isn't it serious enough to punish his son to Tianmen Pass? I would like to ask everyone, who dares to go to Tianmen Pass to guard it?"

"..."

Everyone was speechless. They were talking about the father and son killing each other. How could the fire be burned on them again?

"A young man with such a sincere heart can do this to the people, but can't he tolerate his own father? I think there must be other reasons, which need to be investigated clearly!" Uncle Zhao said loudly.

Everyone who had previously suggested punishing Li Hao looked at each other in shock.

With the Hanlin Palace standing by and the guys who were originally involved in the dispute, this matter is probably out of the question.

"What can a few poems say? It's just words. Who doesn't know that?" A voice sounded again, it was another military commander, Du Tong, with an indifferent expression.

Uncle Zhao sneered and said, "Then you should tell me."

"I'm only good at marching and fighting, not writing poetry, but I can still say it bluntly. I will be loyal to the emperor and serve the country, and I will not give up even if I die!" Na Dutong said.

Uncle Zhao snorted coldly: "If you don't have a strong mind, you won't be able to write such profound poems. Everyone can speak in the vernacular like you."

As great scholars, after reading this collection of poems, they had a very favorable impression of the young man who had never been masked before.

Seeing a poem is like seeing a person. They knew that if a person had a crooked mind, one or two poems would be fine, but he would never be able to write so many loyal poems.

At first, they didn't believe it, but later they kept asking around and learned from many sources before they were sure that all of them were written by the young man alone.

Among these rough and barbaric generals, such a talented young man could be born, which made all the great scholars feel sighed and shocked, and it was also an eye-opener for them.

"He fought for three thousand miles, and his sword could stop a million troops!"

At this time, Emperor Yu's voice came out softly in the court, and everyone was shocked when they heard it.

What a magnificent poem!

The eyes of Emperor Yu also slowly emitted brilliance, and the image of the peerless genius boy in Qingzhou became clearer in his mind.

"Good poem, good boy!"

Emperor Yu smiled and praised.

Those who wanted to argue a few more words before changed their faces slightly and fell silent.

Now that Emperor Yu had spoken, there was no point in discussing this matter.

I can only pray that the snow outside the pass can really crush the boy...

The court is dismissed.

In Qianming Palace.

When Emperor Yu walked here, Chu Jiuyue bent slightly and followed behind him.

"You have seen the child at the True Dragon Banquet. How did you feel?"

Emperor Yu walked slowly and stopped in front of a flower tree at random, but there was only one flower on the tree, and snowflakes fell on the branches.

Seeing this, he suddenly thought of a poem in the poetry collection:

Wait until September 8th in autumn, my flower blooms and all other flowers die!

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly. It didn't seem strange that the little guy played chess fiercely and could write such a murderous poem.

Chu Jiuyue thought for a moment, bowed and said: "Your Majesty, I see that the boy's behavior is casual and free, but his heart is calm, not like a frivolous and arrogant person. The cause of that day was indeed that the Buddha's direct disciple had the intention to kill first. Although it was extremely obscure, I still caught it..."

Yu Huang's eyes flickered slightly, and he whispered: "Buddha..."

He looked up and looked into the distance, and whispered: "It's snowing, and I don't know how the child is outside the pass. I heard that King Xingwu withdrew all the troops there. It seems that he has figured out the hint in my previous words and plans to abandon that place."

Chu Jiuyue bowed his head and said nothing. He knew that sometimes he should talk less.

"If you have time, go there. I heard that the child went out in a hurry and didn't even have a sword. Send one to him for me."

Yu Huang smiled and said: "Just send that... Long Xiao."

Chu Jiuyue was shocked. That was the first of the ten famous swords in the world.

Your Majesty's love for the young man from the Li family seemed to be better than he thought.

"Yes." He promised respectfully.

"Tian Gang is not afraid of his son's death, but I am a little afraid..."

Emperor Yu chuckled and said, "By the way, tell him that if he is tired, he can return to Dayuzhou. I will allow him to study in the outer hall of Qiandao Palace and live with the princes."

Chu Jiuyue's pupils shrank slightly, but he still promised respectfully.

...

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Tianmen Pass, the border of Liangzhou.

Cangya City, with only a small mound of earth left.

The heavy snow fell, falling in the tents of the camp, covering the bodies of the demons that fell yesterday.

"It's snowing."

Li Hao stopped writing the skills and covered them with the power of controlling objects to prevent the snowflakes from touching the paper and getting wet.

"It's not convenient to fish on a snowy day..."

Li Hao muttered to himself and looked in the direction of Qingzhou. He didn't know if it was snowing there or if the lake had started to freeze...

"Today, you two should consider leaving."

Li Hongzhuang said to Li Hao and Li He.

Li Hao's eyes moved slightly, and he looked at her quietly.

Li Hongzhuang smiled calmly and said, "When you went to destroy their lair yesterday, did you ask about the situation in Longshan Dojo? There are more than one three immortal realm monsters over there. You killed Chihu Jun, the mount of the old dragon, and they will definitely take revenge!"

"In recent years, they have not attacked with all their strength. I suspect it is intentional."

Li Hao thought of what he had investigated and asked, "Then do you know the reason?"

"There are several possibilities. The first is to ask for more living sacrifices from Beilin Kingdom. The second is to slowly erode our Li family. After all, it is meaningless for them to directly break through Tianmen Pass. Longguan Road has been occupied for a long time. They can enter the country at will, but the scale is not large."

"On the contrary, trapping us here can also consume us continuously. The old dragon may have a grudge against our Li family ancestors and did it on purpose."

Li Hao nodded. It seems that Li Hongzhuang also knows it.

"But today, they are mostly angry and will not take it lightly." Li Hongzhuang said.

As she finished speaking, the ground seemed to shake violently.

The three of them looked outside the camp at the same time.

There, several huge and majestic figures appeared at the end of their vision.