The Male God’s Favorable Impressions Are Difficult to Farm Chapter 41: City

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Ye Junge closed his eyes and slept with Mo Yuanling until noon. He was really hungry before pushing him to wake up.

"What's the matter?" Mo Yuanling opened his eyes and kissed his lover, his voice still unspeakably tired.

"I'm hungry." Ye Junge pursed his lips, feeling that this kind of statement was not good, and changed it to another, "You have slept for a long time, eat something and then sleep."

Mo Yuanling smiled happily, his wife is so cute: "Okay, eat first, don't starve my wife."

"What's your name?" Ye Junge narrowed his eyes, reached in with one hand, and directly held the two spheres under the root of someone's life, with a slight force.

Mo Yuanling gasped: "I was wrong, Madam! Don't pinch!"

Ye Junge snorted before letting go. He can accept his wife, but that doesn’t mean he can accept such a feminine title "daughter-in-law", although...in fact, it’s not bad...

After using the meal, Mo Yuanling was shamelessly refusing to let Ye Junge go. She still hugged him and slept beautifully, and then she woke up in the moonlight.

"Did you say that you plan to not sleep at night?" Ye Junge looked at him with a smile.

Mo Yuanling added a spring roll to feed him, and said solemnly: "I want to do something meaningful at night."

"..." Ye Junge was speechless.

Meaning things...sexy...

Half a month later, the capital resumed its prosperous posture, as if there were no previous disturbances, except that a big prince and some officials were missing in Beijing. King Huaimin never escaped. The palace did not know where it was attacked by insurgents. King Huaimin was slashed and could only lie on the bed from then on. His face was broken, leaving a big scar on his face after he recovered. , Very scary.

When the early dynasty restarted, the officials shrank like a quail, and no one dared to speak up, for fear that it would upset the emperor.

They didn't want to make any trouble, but the emperor didn't intend to let them continue to shrink, smashing them down one after another, and the things written on it shocked the world.

"Don't you Aiqing pick it up and take a look?" Emperor Qi didn't get angry, the officials buried their heads lower, or the Taifu stepped forward and picked up one of them and glanced at it, his face changed drastically on the spot.

"Your Majesty! This?!" Taifu shook his hands and held the memorial, neither was it to lose it, nor to take it.

Qi Emperor saw that it was the memorial picked up by the teacher, and his expression lightened: "The Taifu doesn't need to be like this, it's not about the Taifu." He waved his hand to the **** to pick it up, and read them one by one.

Every time I read a sentence, the ministers standing at the bottom of the steps become frightened.

The memorial is nothing but "good things" done by the prince's line, including poisoning the emperor.

When the prince heard this, he didn’t care about the unfinished words below, so he stepped forward and knelt down, crying out innocently: "Father! Your filial piety can be learned by your son! You must not Don't be fooled by the traitor!"

Qi Di looked at him coldly, obviously not believing it.

The prince’s grandfather took a step forward: "Your Majesty! Someone must have framed this, please be aware of it!"

Qi Emperor watched indifferently as the only remaining officials in the Prince's line stood up to support the Prince, and did not say anything, just motioned to the **** to continue reading.

After the early dynasty, everyone left the hall tremblingly, feeling a sense of rejoicing in their hearts, and then gloating and thinking that the prince is over.

In the end, the prince took out the forged evidence and introduced the big prince to top the cylinder, and took the prince out, but the discerning people could see that the prince still believed in his heart that the prince did it.

No one can stop the matter after the abolition. Even if the nine princes as the protagonist cry and pretend to be pitiful, Emperor Qi doesn't have the slightest thoughts of turning back.

The queen was beaten into the cold palace, and the prince was reprimanded by three memorials. Forty-nine counts of unfaithfulness, unfilial piety and unrighteousness were listed. There are countless other officials implicated.

The most difficult time for the Tian Ye Dynasty to endure the midsummer, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. After the prince was weak, the second prince and the seventh prince rose to become the most popular candidates for the prince. The second prince, the third prince, and the fourth prince followed closely, but the sixth and eighth princes were unknown. The sixth prince was missed because of the status of Shuang'er, and the eighth prince was not strong enough in his mother family and too few people supported him.

The Nine Princes are still making noise, but the recent news is that the Nine Princes was frightened by the scars of Prince Huaimin, and became seriously ill. After that, he refused to see him again, but it made the people in the capital watch it. A joke.

The situation in the capital suddenly became obscure. Everyone was guessing who among the remaining princes would be the last laugh, and some anxiously had already begun to plan their positions.

At present, it is Xiangmo Mo who is the chief general with real power. Every prince wants to win, especially the two generals of Beijing, Nanzhen, and Peking who are on standby in Beijing.

The General Zhendong is getting old and has already handed over the military power to prepare for retirement. Even if he is brought in, he will not work hard to help. The main reason is that he is powerless. He has accumulated a lot of dark injuries in the early years and his body is not as good as a year. Now, when the prince really starts to fight for the throne in the future, I don’t know if it is there.

These generals are valuable talents. Don’t look at the tiger charms handed in by the generals of Zhendong and Zhenxi, but their prestige in the army has not diminished much. As long as they raise their arms, there are many people who follow them. Although it is possible to command some people with the face of General Zhendong, if they are required to follow the rebellion and fight for the throne, it is estimated that few soldiers will follow and obey.

General Zhenxi is currently stationed in Tibet. The Tibetans there have always been restless. There are also extreme cultists doing things that harm others and themselves. General Zhenxi rarely has the opportunity to return to Beijing.

Compared to General Zhennan, General Zhenbei is their most intended target.

The army in the south is fighting against the small southern countries, especially the fourteen countries in the southwest. Among them, there are those who are good at keeping insects and indulging in poisoning, and there are various strange tricks, so the soldiers there are very large. To a certain extent, what he is good at is not more obvious tactics such as positional warfare, but some ability to deal with strange and strange methods and the experience of playing side guerrillas. After all, there are not many flat battlefields there, but mountains and rivers are everywhere, the terrain is complex and difficult to distinguish, and there are various climates and vegetation.

What's wrong with letting them come to the capital to face the Guards?

Of course, there is another reason. Will the army from the hot and humid extreme south come to the cold and dry capital to the north without being incompatible with the land and water, leading to total loss of combat effectiveness? !

The Zhenbei Army is different. They are stationed at the northwest border all year round to guard against the wolf-like Huns on the grassland. The men in the barracks are not afraid of death. The climate over there is colder than that in Beijing, and there will not be much discomfort when you arrive in Beijing. Maybe you feel more comfortable in Beijing. The most important thing is that those soldiers are really fierce. Both of them are trivial. They are by no means comparable to the Zhenxi Army who fought with Tibetans, the Zhennan Army who fought with terrain stations and the Zhendong Junneng who used naval battles against Japanese pirates. of.

Another person who came to the door close to the door was sent away. Ye Junge was a little annoyed and grabbed Mo Yuanling's ear: "It was you who caused it!"

Mo Yuanling bitterly apologized, although his wife was indeed making trouble. If the soldiers of the Zhenbei Army saw his boss like this, he would definitely be shocked.

The two people clamored until dinner time, when the young man came in to remind him to stop.

During dinner, Mo Yuanling continued his great cause of feeding. Since that time he tossed Ye Junge out of bed and he fed all three meals a day, Mo Yuanling was full of this activity. Enthusiasm, as long as the two of them eat together, they just feed him. Ye Junge reminds him to eat something by himself, and he will rely on Ye Junge to feed him.

Ye Junge reluctantly took a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth to let him eat well. He didn't have no hands. He was fed and fed.

"General, there is a messenger outside asking for a visit, and he looks very anxious." Xiao Si stood at the entrance of the hall and said loudly.

"Let him in." Mo Yuanling looked at Ye Junge and asked softly, "Are you full?"

Ye Junge put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth with a towel: "I'm full, you haven't eaten much."

Mo Yuanling stared at him, meaning it was self-evident.

Ye Junge slapped him on the back of his head: "Hurry up, don't make trouble."

Mo Yuanling had to eat obediently.

The messenger came in hurriedly, only having time to hold a fist, and then quickly said: "The border is in a hurry, the Huns are pressing the border, the lieutenant has asked his subordinates to report the letter."

Mo Yuan snapped down his chopsticks: "What's the situation?"

"It's not too urgent, but it's better for you to rush over as soon as possible, General." The messenger spoke quickly.

"Why has there been no news?" The Huns cannot build up their forces overnight, and they have not received any warning before.

"The internal response in the army has been eliminated."

Mo Yuanling frowned and nodded: "Where is the palace? Has the news passed?"

"It has been passed."

Waving his hand to let the messenger go down and rest first, Mo Yuanling continued to sit down and eat.

"Are you not in a hurry?" Ye Junge raised his eyebrows, and suddenly remembered that there seemed to be this in the original book, and Mo Yuanling returned safely and brought back the news of the Xiongnu requesting peace. Because the strength of the two sides was equal, it was mainly because the Xiongnu had planned for a long time, and the Tian Ye dynasty rushed to fight, so it was only slightly better. But it was late spring at that time, and after the fight for too long, both sides didn't want to continue the fight. Tian Ye simply married the unfavored Sixth Prince. It is also because the emperor of this generation has no daughters, otherwise he will not marry a twin if he is not favored.

Ye Junge thought secretly, this is a good opportunity, he won't disturb Chao Gang by marrying Luo Annian.

Mo Yuanling ate slowly: "No hurry, wait until your majesty summons, otherwise I will rush into the palace or start packing up instead of telling your majesty that I know the northwest even though I am in Beijing? You can’t directly tell about things you know, otherwise your majesty will definitely feel uncomfortable, and then he will suspect me suspiciously, and it will be troublesome."

Mo Yuanling suddenly smiled and moved his face over: "Madam, it's been a long time since my husband has been away, would you miss me?" There was a hint of anxiety in his tone.

Ye Junge raised his lips slightly: "What do you think?"

Mo Yuanling stared at him for a long time, sat back down lost, counting the food one by one, like a Husky with drooping ears.

Ye Junge stretched out his hand to smooth his hair. The smile on the corner of his mouth was very bad, but he said solemnly: "What is your expression? Of course I will miss you. You remember to come back early."

After speaking, looking at his suddenly bright eyes, he added casually: "Otherwise I will remarry."

Mo Yuanling took a hard breath and nodded solemnly: "Don't worry, I will fight the enemy hard, and then come back soon to accompany you!"

The two stayed warm for a while, and Mo Yuanling was called away by the **** in the palace. Ye Junge drank the tea slowly and went back to the room to sleep first.

Mo Yuanling has been very busy in the following days. He has to prepare for the expedition, and Luo Annian wants to get together after knowing about the expedition. He has already discovered that Mo Yuanling is alienating him. The expedition is so long. There is no way to get in touch with time. If you don't get his heart back before then, you won't even think about it in the future.

Mo Yuanling was too lazy to deal with him, so she sent him away with the most unrelenting words, and then continued to work on her own affairs.

Luo Annian, who was said to be "net add chaos", was bursting with tears in his eyes, and he hated Ye Junge more and more. It was him who took away his Yuanling.

Two days before the farewell night, Ye Junge was taking a bath in the big bath leisurely. The weather gradually turned colder. The cold in this place in Kyoto was particularly fast, with almost no spring and autumn. Ye Junge's body is more afraid of heat and cold. It's better for him to have mental power to protect his body, but he still feels a little uncomfortable.

Mo Yuanling sneaked in. He worked overtime to get everything right, just to spare the whole day to be with his lover.

"Here?" Ye Junge opened his eyes and looked at him, and he could find out no matter how lightly he was, but he didn't have the idea of ​​rushing people and had to be separated for half a year. How could he not let go.

Mo Yuanling removed the clothes from the water and broke through the water in the direction of Ye Junge.

"Madam." Mo Yuanling came to him and rubbed his waist, "I started to miss you before I left."

Ye Junge sighed: "Here again, I listen to you sweet talk every day."

Mo Yuanling smiled wryly: "Madam..."

Ye Junge took the initiative to lean into his arms and rubbed his cheek against his strong pectoral muscles: "Today... um... let you be enough."

Mo Yuanling's eyes lit up and hugged him back: "This is what you said!"

——Pull the light——

The two went crazy for a day and night from the bathroom to the house, and Ye Junge had the opportunity to sleep with his eyes closed the next evening. Mo Yuanling stared deeply at his lover’s eyebrows and kissed his eyebrows heartily. He knew that his lover always sleeps lightly, and he can sleep deeply only when he is by his side. If he walks by himself, he may not be able to rest for half a year. sleep.

"Take care of yourself." Mo Yuanling sighed and said softly, then closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The two woke up early the next day. Ye Junge stood on the tower in formal clothes and watched Mo Yuanling lead his soldiers away.

Smoke all the way.

Mo Yuanling didn't look back, but he knew that his wife had been watching him.

Mo Yuanling has been away for four months, but Ye Junge is not worried about him. Anyway, the original book says that he came back safely and there is no missing arm or leg injury, so Ye Junge misses him occasionally, and then throws it aside. Up.

The Chinese New Year is coming soon. Although Ye Junge is not interested, but the young man has been looking forward to it. The butler specially came to ask how to do the New Year. Ye Junge waved his hand to let him be free, and then took the young man out to go shopping for New Year goods. He was really caught by him. The expectant eyes couldn't stand it anymore.

When I came back from the street, I received the news of the palace banquet. The annual banquet is held in the palace every year. All third-grade and above officials must bring their wife/zhengjun and direct children into the palace. In addition to the imperial family of the Tianye Dynasty, other dignitaries paid great attention to the difference between the protagonist and the concubine, and the concubine should never be superior to the concubine.

The palace banquet is separated from men and women in the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvest. The main hall of Qihe Hall is very huge, with a semi-transparent screen erected in the middle. On the left is the seat of the men, and on the right is the place where the family members can see each other, but they are separated. There is a side hall on both sides, and those who are not strong enough to drink can help in to rest, which is very convenient.

Ye Junge's position is very far forward. Next to him are the Zhengjun of General Zhennan and Zhenxi, and the daughter-in-law of General Zhendong. The wife of General Zhendong has passed away, and General Zhendong has only one son. He is still an alternative to abandoning military affairs. He doesn't like men and prefers delicate girls, so this one is a woman.

Although it is said that there is no difference between a twin and a woman, but after all, the genders are different. Ye Junge can barely have some common topics between them. This lady is fine, so she had to talk to other people.

In fact, there are not many women in the family, except for the prostitutes. After all, it is fashionable to marry male wives.

Mrs. Zhennan expressed great affection to Ye Junge, probably because the two husbands have a very good relationship. Ye Junge was not unique in not talking to others, and he readily accepted Madam Zhennan's kindness.

Without people waiting, the emperor and queen mother soon came with a group of concubines, and the prince took the lead and got up to salute.

"Zhongqing's family don't need to be polite, today is a happy day, don't have to be restrained!" Qidi was in a good mood. Only two days ago, news of Mo Yuanling's victory came. This has been happening during this period of time. Obviously, the situation of winning and losing is quite good news.

Today’s family members are the queen dowager and the noble monarch sitting on the seat. After sitting for a while, the queen mother could not bear the noise and left. During this period, she had been very kindly asking Ye Junge about the cold and vacuity, and she also gave a lot of things, the most letting What's messed up in Ye Junge's wind is that the queen mother also gave a hundred sons and thousands of grandchildren a lucky account, looking at him with eager anticipation. Ye Junge said that the pressure is great.

Everyone was relieved after the Queen Mother was gone, and the atmosphere began to relax. The noble monarch is a very easy-going person, but he has been childless, and his children died, and he is very much favored by Emperor Qi. In fact, the noble monarch’s children were killed by the queen at the time, and they had miscarried several times. At that time, the queen was rampant and no one dared to say anything. After so many times, noble monarch injured his body and could no longer conceive. Qidi pampered him and pampered him even more.

Speaking of which, the nobleman's temperament is more similar to Fu Yanqing, and his family background is also similar. The noble emperor’s father was also a famous pure minister, but he had died for many years, but there were many disciples, all of whom were humeral ministers reused by Emperor Qi.

Ye Junge chatted with Mrs. Zhennan casually about some topics, mostly listening to him complaining about the daily habits of General Zhennan, but his expression was very happy, and it seemed that the two of them had a very good relationship. Soldiers who have fought all the year round are relatively simple in terms of interpersonal communication, and are generally really good to the wife of the family. There is no such thing as a bed warmer at the border, and the requirements are not so high. A lady can spoil it. Unlike Beijing officials, there is no face without three wives and four concubines.

"They are such big bosses, you usually bear more." Ye Junge responded with a smile, "They all have simple minds, and if they are unhappy, they can't guess it if you hold it in your heart, but it will affect your husband. Husband relationship. When you are angry, you can hit him directly. If you can't hit him, just twist his ears. Don't be in front of outsiders. It's a husband's taste when you go back to the room. They are happy, and they want his wife to be tougher. "

Mrs. Zhennan smiled and nodded: "Yes, last time he accompanied me to buy things on the street. I met a girl from Huafang halfway to the lake in the east of the city. A girl smiled and leaned on him. Frightened, he backed away and hid directly behind me. He patted his heart when the people left, and sighed with lingering fear that he could not stand the sweet girl the most."

Mrs. Zhenxi laughed loudly as she listened to her, and she continued to agree, and gave Mrs. Zhennan some tips on how to clean up the man. He is different from Ye Junge. They are still in the scholarly family anyway, but Mrs. Zhenxi is a child of the general's family. She has been raised as a man since she was a child. oily. Nowadays, people often don't quarrel, but this husband is really tough.

The general Zhendong's daughter-in-law, who had been watching the conversation between the three, sat a little farther away in silence. I had never seen Zhengjun who didn't put her husband in his eyes. It was terrifying. She made up for the consequences of tackling her husband's ears, and silently expelled the picture from her mind. It was terrible!

There was singing and dancing in the palace banquet, but everyone was not interested in watching it, and they chatted and ate.

As soon as I saw it, the family members of the civil servants were chatting. Most of them behaved decently. Even if they were greedy, they wouldn’t eat an extra bite. The family members of the military officer who ate food, some sturdy ones ignored the others. Human eyes, just eat something happy for yourself.

Although some of the military officials’ family members were married from civil officials’ homes, the literati always felt that they were much more vulgar when they married into the military general’s family. They secretly began to exclude them, which later resulted in the current situation where the families of civilian officials and military generals are quite distinct. And those gentlemen who married in will eventually be assimilated into the same by other "vulgar" ladies.

General Zhendong's daughter-in-law watched Mrs. Zhenxi happily sharing which dishes were delicious with Ye Junge and the others, and couldn't help but sit down again. too frightening! Wouldn't it be possible to spit out the saliva when talking during the meal? !

This lady only got married this year. At this time, Mrs. Zhendong had already passed away, and her husband was a civil servant. The General Zhendong didn’t like to stay with this shameless son, so she had always been with the civil servant’s wife. Inside, it was the first time I was in close contact with the generals at the banquet.

Seeing that everyone didn't have much interest in singing and dancing, the nobleman simply retreated from singing and dancing, and let people play some small games at the banquet. When Luo Annian saw the opportunity, he volunteered to suggest that the young lady present here should try to compare piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Ye Junge came to his heart. In the original work, Luo Annian made his name as a gifted man by virtue of plagiarized ancient Chinese poems. In fact, this scene should be a banquet a long time later. At that time, all the princes were in a stable position and the emperor was old. Now Luo Annian is estimated to be driven into chaos. Got a foot. In fact, it was nothing to show his talents, but the original nine princes had no talent in poetry, which was known to many people, so he had never dared to use the tricks used by the traversers.

"Which test will Xiao Jiu participate in?" the nobleman asked with great interest, his eyes are extremely indifferent, he can't not hate the queen, but his demeanor makes him disdain to take revenge On the queen's child.

Luo Annian has an innocent expression: "I have been practicing piano, chess, calligraphy and calligraphy recently, so I want to participate in it. You must set a good luck head, you can't treat me badly!" Luo Annian was forced by his family before crossing. He studied Guzheng and calligraphy and French painting. Playing chess is his hobby. Not to mention other things, he is confident that he can get the first place in poetry.

The man also discovered the situation here, the emperor darkened his eyes when he heard Luo Annian's words and lied. His people have been staring at Luo Annian. How could they not know what Luo Annian is doing recently? Why should he lie?

Qi Emperor waved his hand, the silk and bamboo singing and dancing all retreated, and the screen in the middle was removed.

"In that case, it's better for the Erlangs to also come and try, and then see if it is more powerful there." Qidi smiled slightly, and couldn't see the unhappiness at the moment.

The emperor has spoken, everyone dared not follow it, and decided to start the competition from the family.

The first competition project was decided to compose poetry under Luo Annian's proposal.

The noble monarch looked at the emperor, and Emperor Qi nodded: "The noble monarch is responsible for judging the questions on the family's side, but I can't bear the noble monarch's winning streak, so I will give the winning stature."

As soon as everyone heard it, they immediately became interested. It was an imperial gift, and it was an imperial gift that had been won. It would be better to say that it would be better.

The requirement for the first round was "Xiaoxue" to compose poems. Today, there is a little snow in the capital.

The **** maid took down the dinner plate, offered pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and then stood by and waited for the poem to be presented. The time limit for writing poems is a quarter of an hour, and the Shuang'er and the ladies racked their brains, and the expressions of others watching them are quite interesting.

The prince glanced at Ye Junge, and suddenly said: "Why didn't Mrs. Zhenbei attend? I heard that the lady was proficient in poems and songs before she got married, which is comparable to Jiangnan talents."

Luo An had already written it a long time ago. Hearing this, he suddenly raised his head and looked at him, with Chi Guoguo's jealousy in his eyes, but thinking of his poems, the jealousy turned into self-confidence and a strong sense of superiority.

The moment the prince made his voice, everyone's expressions became strange, and the expression on the emperor's face became more subtle.

Ye Junge calmly looked down and replied: "His Royal Highness is absurd. The minister has been married and is a man, so leave the contest to the young masters and ladies."

Luo Annian thought of the difference between Mo Yuanling's attitude towards himself and Ye Junge, and suddenly wanted to crush him in his best field, so he said: "I have never seen Fu Zhengjun's poems, so curious."

Qi Di glanced at him, wondering what he wanted to do, and nodded: "It's okay, other ladies can also take part in a year-on-year test. Happy New Year is good."

Ye Junge showed a weird smile, originally didn't want to do anything, since you have to come out to slap your face, then I'm not welcome. You know 300 Tang poems, can't I? I still have a database where I can access all the information in your world.

‘004. ’

[Understood! ] 004 is very excited. In fact, he is very excited every time he hits the protagonist in the face.

The stipulated time came soon, and Ye Junge didn't mind that his world was less than others. He didn't write it himself anyway. Although his own poetic attainments were very high, he wanted to slap him in the face with something from the world of transversalists.

The noble monarch motioned to the palace maid to take up the rice paper with poems on it. He glanced at it one by one, and Emperor Qi also looked at it with interest, and then the two judged the top three together.

Thinking about it, the prince asked someone to resend the rice paper, and explained: "You think this is unfair, so please all the eunuchs around you read the poems, and then everyone will judge what you gave. Is there anything wrong with the top three?"

Everyone did not dare to connect, the nobleman asked with a smile: "Who wants to be the first? Xiaojiu?" The nobleman's refusal to retaliate against him doesn't mean that he doesn't give him some innocence.

"I don't want to be the first one. Wouldn't it be laughable if you write badly?" Luo Annian took Joe and refused to be the first. He felt that he was the best, so he wanted to be the last one.

The noble monarch did not force it. At this time, a lady from a civil servant volunteered to let the little **** read her poems, and everyone began to evaluate them seriously.

After more than a dozen people came and went, I didn’t want to read the rest. I sat awkwardly until a pair of children couldn’t resist the pressure to make the little **** read it, and it turned out to be a limerick. It's a big joke, and others are even more reluctant to read it.

The nobleman smiled and shook his head: "No matter, you don't want to read it, Xiao Jiu? It's your turn."

Luo Annian was a little dissatisfied, he glanced at Ye Junge: "Fu Zhengjun also..."

Ye Junge raised his head, and his deep eyes frightened his words back. Luo Annian snorted in dissatisfaction and asked the little **** to read his poems.

"One piece, two pieces, three or four pieces, five pieces, six pieces, seven or eight pieces. Nine pieces, ten pieces, and eleven pieces, all of them flying into the grass."

It's still a rotten stalk of the passage text. When I first read it, other people's eyes were contemptuous, and they were shocked when they heard the last sentence. They only thought that the nine princes were ingenious and very interesting.

Ye Junge waited until their talk became quiet before letting the little **** read his poems——

Zhenbei Fuli is slanting westward, and I will try the new furnace to make tea.

Lei chrysanthemum came and covered the water, and Sai Hongfei went to Yuanlianxia.

The lonely little snow has been idle, and the mottled light frost is added to the temple.

Thinking of frustration, don't wish Canghua the poem.

(taken from "He Xiao Lang Zhong Xiaoxue Day" Tang·Xu Xuan)

The original poem was in the Zhengxi Mansion. Ye Junge looked at this and changed it. At first glance, it seems that he did it himself.

People who are willing to read have finished reading, and everyone is discussing in whispers, only the military attache group of elders are lacking in rough interest, but fortunately, their food has not been removed, so they simply immersed themselves in eating and drinking.

General Zhennan was so happy that he turned his head to greet his colleagues to eat together, but the sound was too loud to attract everyone's attention. General Zhennan saw that even His Majesty the Emperor turned his head and stared at him, smiled awkwardly, his eyes couldn't help but glance at his wife, as if for help.

Mrs. Zhennan glared at him and said apologetically: "The husband is used to being casual, making you laugh, and it is a sin to disturb the poetry society."

General Zhennan was stunned by him and quickly put down his chopsticks, touched his nose and muffledly pleaded with the emperor.

Emperor Qi waved his hand: "Aiqing has a straightforward temperament. I am very relieved. It doesn't have to be the case. All Aiqing will continue."

General Zhennan just breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his wife tell him with her mouth: Go back and pack you.

Mrs. Qwq, don’t [Erkang hand] I was wrong!

The noble monarch waited for everyone to discuss, and began to announce the final result: "In this round, Ben Jun thinks that Mrs. Zhenbei is the top leader. The whole story tells about his thoughts about the general Zhenbei and the sigh of the fleeting years. The artistic conception is far-reaching. The second is Xiao Jiu’s poems, which are ingeniously designed, but they lack a little literary style. The second young lady of the Guozijianji Restaurant is the third. You have objections?"

Everyone shook their heads. In fact, the poems of the Ninth Princes are not as good as those of the Second Miss, but they are the princes after all and they want to give him face. The second lady who sacrificed to the restaurant was also transparent, knowing that she was going to let the nine princes some more. Looking back, she would give herself more compensation, and she happily responded. Anyway, anyone with a discerning eye knows that her poetry is better than the nine princes. .

Luo Annian was not satisfied. He felt that his poems were the crystallization of five thousand years of wisdom in China. How could it be better than Fu Yanqing? It's just that he didn't think that the poem he chose was only a coincidence, other than that there were not many highlights, and the poem was a poem by a modern poet, and it was originally written about petals instead of snow.

The poems used by Ye Junge are relatively remote. Luo Annian has not heard of them. He did not know that Ye Junge's poems are also masterpieces of ancient Chinese poets.

There are five rounds of the Shihui, and this is the first round. Luo Annian regained his strength and decided to chase back his face. He doesn't believe it anymore. He won't always lose every round, right?