key to come

Shen Lang's head was covered with black lines, why did he write poetry again.

If this is not the right situation, won't it force me to read the file?

Xiao Rongrong is too naughty, when the time is right, she must give her a good spanking.

"Let's write a poem with the theme of Liangzhou." Ji Nanxian said with a smile, "Words are also fine."

"Liangzhou is the title..." Shen Lang rolled his eyes, looked at the honorable children not far away, and the imperial guards who were guarding here, and couldn't help but think of a poem.

Fortunately, this topic is Liangzhou, not hunting, otherwise it would be really difficult.

"Since that's the case, then I will give it to the soldiers who opened up the territory and defended the country for my Great Zhou at this Yumen Pass."

"Back then, Your Majesty and the King of Yan fought out of the Yumen Pass to fight the Rouran iron cavalry who manipulated the small country and wanted to break my Silk Road."

"So, this poem is also for His Majesty, King Yan."

"Oh?" Ji Nanxian looked surprised.

Give it to me?

Boy, if you can't write well, I want you to look good.

"Qinghai Changyun Dark Snow Mountain, the lonely city looks at Yumen Pass. Yellow sand wears golden armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan will not be returned if it is not broken."

Shen Lang mobilized his spiritual power to make his voice spread throughout the venue.

All of a sudden, the venue was silent.

Ji Yunruo didn't know what expression to make, sir, this poem is well written, why no one applauded?

"Okay, what a yellow sand wears a golden armor. If you don't break Loulan, you won't return it!"

boom!

Ji Nanxian clapped his hands, and the wine case in front of him shattered.

"During the New Dynasty, the Loulan Kingdom was renamed Shanshan Kingdom and moved its capital to Muni City. It vacillated between the Xiongnu and the Great Han."

"My Great Zhou Zhitian's trip, taking the new dynasty, this Loulan dared to swing between Rouran and my Great Zhou."

"Is it the king's land in the whole world, is it the king's minister on the shore of the land, this Loulan clearly doesn't take me seriously."

"After I succeeded to the throne, I dared to kill my envoy Zhou."

"At that time, I had just succeeded to the throne, and Rouran ordered Loulan to provoke me repeatedly, trying to cut off my business route."

"My Royal Conquest, together with the King of Yan, led [-] cavalry, smashed Loulan, and fought in a bloody battle."

"At that time, it was really Qinghai Changyun Dark Snow Mountain, and the lonely city looked at Yumen Pass in the distance."

"What a Shen Lang, this poem has been written in my heart!" Ji Nanxian laughed and said, "Okay, I will name this poem myself today, and I will call Shen Lang to give it to Emperor Wu of Zhou..."

"Your Majesty, absolutely not, how can Shen Lang's poem be honored?" Ji Qianhe's expression changed: "It's better to ask Shen Lang to give it to Ji Nanwei. My father was a martial artist all his life, and he doesn't care about others' criticism..."

Chapter 229 Shaking the Pot Is Human Instinct

"Ahem..." Ji Nanxian looked at Ji Qianhe with a dark face. Seeing the sincerity in Ji Qianhe's eyes, those who didn't know thought she was really thinking of herself.

You must know that there are many emperors buried in history. As long as some top masters are not detached, they will be a drop in the ocean in the long river of history.

Shen Lang's poem is majestic and majestic, and the meaning of the general's bloody battle to open up territory makes people leisurely and fascinated.

Although Ji Nanxian is the Emperor Wu and has won great victories in several battles, he still wants to gain Shen Lang's popularity so that he will be studied more by later generations.

"Qianhe, Shen Lang is the number one poet in my Great Zhou Dynasty, he deserves such an honor." Ji Nanxian said with a serious face: "Let me give you the name of this poem."

"Your Majesty, no!" Ji Qianhe walked to the center, bowed and saluted, and said, "How can he be submerged? Your Majesty is the body of a saint, and in the name of an emperor, even if His Majesty is magnanimous, he must consider the criticisms of the world." !"

"Qianhe, I think he deserves it!"

"I feel that he can't afford it!"

Looking at the situation in front of them, everyone couldn't help but feel a little funny, but they were secretly solemn in their hearts.

This Shen Lang is so blessed that even the emperor quarreled with a junior because of his poem.

the other side.

"Brother Shen is too good at writing poems, isn't he?" Qi Heng said with emotion: "At the beginning, I gave a poem to my grandfather, which made the military officer of the Manchu Dynasty want to mount a horse and kill the enemy. Now I will never return a poem that does not break Loulan. I will wait until the end of the road." The belief of warriors defending the country and opening up the territory.”

"Yes." Mr. Zhao opened his folding fan: "If brother Shen grows up, there will definitely be a place in this history book."

"It's ready now." Qi Heng smiled bitterly: "When can I have such a demeanor."

Among the noble children who came this time, only these two were known to Shen Lang, and the rest were other people sent by their family.

When they heard this poem just now, they also had the urge to fight bloody battles, break out of Yumen Pass, and fight in blood.

It has to be said that literati are the most demagogic kind of people, they can give people endless courage.

"Okay, okay, isn't it just a name?" Ji Nange saw that the two of them could fight over such a trivial matter, and waved his hands, "His teacher is here, so it's over if he asks his teacher to name it?"

"Hmm... okay." Ji Nanxian saw that it was not an option to keep fighting like this, so he had no choice but to agree.

If he competed with Ji Qianhe, Ji Qianhe would not be able to compete with him if he was exhausted. The problem was that Ji Qianhe represented King Yan.

Now that King Yan himself is out of customs and fighting with Rouran's second-rank warrior, he is also embarrassed to go hunting and traveling here, and directly occupy this poem.

But if I don't let the name of this poem bring me, I am a little unwilling.

Lao Tzu was the body of the emperor back then, and his blood spilled on the border, so he is worthy of this poem, okay?

This Shen Lang, just say it as a gift to yourself, why bring the emperor's brother!

"Master Xiao." Ji Nanxian said loudly.

"The minister is here." Grand Master Xiao stood up with a headache on his face.

Whether this poem is for His Majesty or King Yan, it is still worthy.

In terms of obsession with martial arts, Ji Nanxian is not as good as King Yan. In terms of the country's admiration for martial arts, King Yan just likes to fight, but Ji Nanxian likes to fight.

This lets him choose, how can he choose!

"Teacher thinks, who should name this poem..." Ji Nanxian winked at Grand Master Xiao from afar.

"This poem was given by Lang'er, it's not good for the old man to do it for me, let Lang'er choose by himself." Grand Master Xiao said in a deep voice.

"Shen Lang." Ji Nanxian put his eyes on Shen Lang, smiled and said, "How do you choose?"

"Choose me, I will personally give you the materials of the first-grade golden elixir, even if King Yan doesn't make a move when you reach the seventh-grade and sixth-grade, I will let Yu Wensu help you..."

'Choose your father, and your father will give you the same first-grade golden elixir material.Father taught you martial arts, and he has the grace of teaching you.This time, brother Shen still needs to rely on his father to advance from seventh rank to sixth rank, and his father will definitely help you... Also, I can give you 3000 taels of silver in private. '

Listening to the sound transmission of the two people, Shen Lang couldn't help feeling a little dizzy.

This Ji Nanxian is also really stingy, and the asking price is not as good as Ji Qianhe.

The problem is, this is a gift proposition, and it's not right to choose anyone.

"Your Majesty, this poem is my impromptu work." Shen Lang said loudly: "I am loyal to Your Majesty, but His Royal Highness Yan treats me as much as a mountain, and even has the grace of preaching, accepting karma and solving doubts. It is difficult for me to choose. Let's draw lots to decide."

"His Royal Highness Langya is the senior sister of the minister, and he has the kindness to rebuild the minister. Presumably, both His Majesty and King Yan are willing to trust Senior Sister Langya."

"For this draw, it would be fair for His Royal Highness Langya to come down and draw."

Shen Lang is too lazy to think about giving it to someone and not giving it to someone else, so just throw the blame away.

"Okay." Ji Nange is most afraid of trouble, and likes excitement the most. When he sees something interesting, he is immediately happy: "How do you draw?"

Shen Lang picked up the pair of chopsticks he hadn't used, scratched one on it casually, then poured out all the chopsticks in the chopstick box, inserted his own two into it, put the box behind him, and Shaking twice: "How about this, the one without traces represents His Majesty, and the one with traces represents King Yan."

Obviously, Shen Lang also left room for Ji Nanxian and Ji Qianhe to cheat.

With Ji Nange's cultivation, it's easy to make the chopsticks traceless or traceable.

With Ji Nanxian's hearing ability, it's easy to tell which one belongs to him.

"Shake it a few more times, it's annoying to listen to, I've blocked my hearing." Ji Nange snorted: "It's still so much talk if you draw a lot."

Others care about Ji Nanxian's face, but Ji Nange doesn't.

It's okay in major matters, she will admit it, who made her still a royal princess.

But in small things, she has always been informal.

Ji Nanxian blushed and coughed twice: "Qianhe, be fair."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Ji Qianhe also blushed pretty, she really transmitted the sound.

Hearing this, Shen Lang shook again, stood up, and held the tube in front of Ji Nange.

Ji Nange didn't go there either, and said casually, "Whoever gets drawn is who."

As she spoke, her fingers shook, and the moment she stopped speaking, a chopstick flew out of Shen Lang's tube.

"Huh..." Ji Qianhe smiled when he saw the sign: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for suppressing your own imperial luck, otherwise it must belong to Your Majesty."

"Ahem..." The corners of Ji Nanxian's mouth twitched: "I just want to give Shen Lang some honor, and I don't have any other thoughts about this poem, so naturally I won't overwhelm it with luck."

Damn it, this is not in Chang'an, otherwise I will let you know what is called the emperor's luck.

This is the lottery drawn by Ji Nange, the matter has already been settled, and there is nothing he can do about it.

'Boy, I will definitely tailor a song for me in the future, you know! '

'Yes, Your Majesty...'

Chapter 230 You Two Have Been Strengthened

The subsequent development was not much different from before. Even if Shen Lang composed an impromptu poem, everyone felt that he was thick-skinned enough to feel that he was better than Fan Li.

Because there are poems to add to the fun, there are some differences between this time and the last time. The last time Shen Lang and Ji Qianhe were taken away by Ji Nange, but this time Ji Nanxian was depressed. Although he still scolded Ji Yunhe, Ji Nange looked Interesting, it's rare to see my elder brother deflated, watching the whole process.

Ji Yunhe's resentful eyes made Shen Lang feel that this guy was really pitiful.

It seemed that Ji Nanxian's depression was going to be vented on this ineffective Third Prince.

Due to Shen Lang's presence, everyone was shocked by the poem, and everyone started talking. Shen Lang had a rare chat with the two little princesses, and made the two princesses drink all the time to hide their embarrassment.

"Just talking like this is meaningless." Ji Nange stood up, and said to Ji Nanxian, "Your Majesty, I want to discuss with those honorable children and guide them in their cultivation."

"Quite." Ji Nanxian happened to be in a bad mood, so seeing someone was going to be unlucky, he couldn't help feeling a lot happier.

"Boys, come here and let Bengong see if you have the ability to protect our great country in the future." Ji Nange clenched his fists and sneered as he walked to the honorable camp.

All the honorable children looked at each other in blank dismay.

Fuck, this Princess Langya is notoriously violent, so it would be better if I competed with her?

Shen Lang suddenly thought of something, and decisively turned on the story mode.

He raised his eyebrows, thought of a possibility, and modified it in the middle.

[Because Ji Nanxian is very depressed, he wants most people not to participate in the hunt tomorrow, and also wants to watch them be beaten into pig heads, which is very reasonable]

established!

"Emperor sister, be gentle, don't let them not be able to participate in the hunt the day after tomorrow. How about this, whoever can get up tomorrow will be given a pair of sixth-grade bright light armor."

Fortunately for weapons, when they have no official position, they can only wear better inner armor. Even if they are noble children, they can't wear outer armor, let alone build it privately.

"Okay." Ji Nange was overjoyed. What he said could make them unable to get up tomorrow?

[Ji Nange has a sense of proportion in his actions, and with a playful attitude, select people to compete in the following order...]

[By the time of the last two, she got tired of playing, Sun Chuanxiao and Yang Kai, you can get up tomorrow]

One is a descendant of Sun Taiwei, a descendant of Sun Taiwei's hard-core ally.

Shen Lang knew that he had offended him to death, and among those honorable children, these two looked at him the most unfriendly. If given the chance, they would definitely find a way to kill him, so he didn't mean to be lenient at all.

He had thought of using other methods to protect some friends before, but after a lot of attempts, he found that he could keep four at most. Now that there is a better way, it is natural to modify it.

The plan couldn't keep up with the changes, and he didn't expect that an episode of a poem could save more people's lives.

This also just shows that Shen Lang himself is the biggest variable, and only some of his unexpected actions can subvert the plot he set himself.

If he hadn't memorized this song, the effect would have been completely different.

"Boy, you come first!"

"I hope His Highness will show mercy."