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Chapter 120: The Poetry Comes Out of Beijing

The Governor's Mansion.

meeting hall.

Li Wenzhong looked at Hu Fei, who took the initiative to ask for punishment, and froze on the spot. It was difficult for him to think of a way to get the best of both worlds.

"Hu Fei! You are deliberately trying to embarrass the governor!"

"Your majesty is kind and kind. I gave you the golden dragon dagger to reward you, but what you did was really excessive. You should not have deliberately shown the golden dragon dagger to threaten the governor! This is the following crime! You should be severely punished!"

Seeing that Li Wenzhong didn't say anything for a long time, Teng Ziqian stood up again, pointed at Hu Fei and said loudly.

"You're only a seventh-grade person, so you don't have the right to teach me a lesson! Wait until you own a golden dragon dagger one day, then come back and tell me what to do!"

Hu Fei turned around and looked at Teng Ziqian, curled his lips and said with a sneer, his eyes full of contempt.

"you..."

"Yes, you did get the golden dragon dagger, but what's the use?! Apart from being able to recite poetry and covet money, what else do you have?! A dignified man, without any blood, can attract people's attention in the peaceful and prosperous times.

If he ever goes to war with other countries in the future, people like you will die the fastest! It will disgrace the Ming Dynasty!"

Teng Ziqian was furious for a moment, stared at Hu Fei, and said through gritted teeth.

There is obviously only one Golden Dragon Dagger in the world, but now that Hu Fei has got it, how can he still have the chance to get another one, so he feels that Hu Fei is deliberately humiliating him.

"You are not as good as me in reciting poetry and correcting, and you are not as good as me in the way of merchants. How about going to the battlefield? Just you?"

Hu Fei sneered, looked Teng Ziqian up and down, and shook his head disdainfully.

"What's wrong with me!? If we need to go into battle to kill the enemy in the future, I will definitely be duty-bound, pick up my sword, mount my horse, and devote myself to the Ming Dynasty!"

Teng Ziqian retorted unconvinced.

"How presumptuous! Do you mean that there will be foreign enemies attacking our Ming Dynasty in the future? And our Ming Dynasty's border army cannot resist it, but do we need you and these scholars to go into battle to kill the enemy?!"

"Are you referring to my Ming Dynasty as weak?! Who are the foreign enemies you are talking about?! Bei Yuan?! Or the barbarians?!"

Hu Fei suddenly darkened his face, glared at Teng Ziqian, and asked sternly.

Hearing Hu Fei's rebuttal, Teng Ziqian was startled, and a trace of panic flashed across his face.

"Hu Fei, don't talk nonsense! When did I say that? Don't misinterpret it! You...you are blaming others!"

Teng Ziqian pointed at Hu Fei in a panic, retorted loudly, and looked at the crowd around him for help.

"Yes, Mr. Hu, you are wrong to say that!"

"Mr. Teng is just making an analogy. What he means is that when I need to go into battle to kill the enemy in the future, I will wait for it. But I am afraid that at that time Mr. Hu is still busy making money, and occasionally he is reciting poems with the girl from Yanyulou in his arms.

Right?"

"Ha ha ha ha..."

Perhaps they received Teng Ziqian's look for help, and some people in the surrounding crowd agreed, bragging that they were better than Hu Fei in their words.

Listening to everyone's teasing, Hu Fei shook his head disdainfully and scanned everyone's faces one by one.

"If it really comes to the point where we need to wait for these people who can only flatter and brag to go into battle to kill the enemy, wouldn't that be the misfortune of the people of our Ming Dynasty?! It's just you? Do you think that going into battle to kill the enemy is just by talking?!"

"I'm afraid someone will have wet their pants before the war starts! Especially you, don't be like a grassroots all day long, flattering this person today and that person tomorrow. People like this will only die faster!"

"If that day does come, I just hope that you will not claim to be my descendant of the Ming Dynasty. Your Majesty cannot afford to disgrace that person!"

Hu Fei looked at everyone and said coldly.

After hearing what Hu Fei said, everyone present blushed and were unable to refute. They all gnashed their teeth and wished they could treat this place as a battlefield and fight with Hu Fei.

But they didn't dare because Hu Fei held a golden dragon dagger in his hand.

"Since the governor has no intention of punishing me, and the morning service has ended, I will leave now. There are still matters to be dealt with today."

Hu Fei turned around and bowed to Li Wenzhong. After finishing his words, he turned around and walked out.

Li Wenzhong looked at Hu Fei's back, recalling every word Hu Fei just said, and couldn't help but frown, suddenly feeling that Hu Fei didn't seem so miserable.

"Just let him go like that? The governor really won't punish him?"

"It's just too much!"

Seeing that Hu Fei actually left like this, there was a burst of unwilling discussion among the crowd.

But as soon as Hu Fei reached the door of the meeting hall, he suddenly stopped, pulled out the golden dragon dagger, and turned around to return.

Seeing this scene, the people who were making comments were stunned for a moment, and hurriedly hid behind, looking panicked, thinking that Hu Fei was going to kill someone!

Li Wenzhong was also stunned for a moment. Just as he was about to stop him, he saw Hu Fei walking straight to a pillar in the middle of the hall and stopping.

Immediately afterwards, Hu Fei took the golden dragon dagger and began to wave it on the pillar.

After a long time, Hu Fei stopped what he was doing and turned his head to look at everyone present coldly.

"Since you think I can only compose poems, I will give you another one today. Loyalty and bravery are not words. Look at the panicked look on your face now. Do you want to kill the enemy?!"

"Pooh!"

Hu Fei finished speaking with a sneer, did not forget to spit at the end, then turned around and left the meeting hall in a swaggering manner.

Seeing Hu Fei leaving with his head held high, everyone gradually came back to their senses. Unable to restrain their curiosity, they slowly approached the pillar and read out the poem that Hu Fei had carved on the pillar with a golden dragon dagger.

"Military songs should be sung in the ring of swords..."

"Swear to destroy the Hu Nu coming out of Jade Pass..."

"Only to die for the country on the battlefield..."

"Why do you need to wrap your body in horse leather..."

After reading and listening to this poem, everyone present could not help but froze on the spot, their eyes widened in surprise, and some even felt ashamed and lowered their heads in despair.

Compared with Hu Fei, they were inferior after all.

Teng Ziqian stood by the pillar, his face ashen. Although he refused to admit it, he had to say that Hu Fei's poem was absolutely shocking.

Not far away, Li Wenzhong was also stunned. He heard someone in the crowd reciting this poem in full, and his surprise was beyond words.

My impression of Hu Fei, the most handsome man in the capital, changed once again.

"Did I always blame him wrongly?"

Li Wenzhong hesitated, turned and left, muttering something involuntarily.

It seems that secrets can never be hidden in this capital. What happened in the Governor's Mansion today was spread out in less than half a day and everyone knew about it.

...

East Palace.

Backyard gazebo.

Prince Zhu Biao was playing chess with Li Shanchang as promised, with a serious look on his face.

He seems to have always been an extremely serious person. Whether he is helping his father handle government affairs or playing chess, he is always able to concentrate on one thing.

A group of servants were sweeping the snow in the yard, making a slight sound of brooms scraping across the ground.

At this moment, the sound of footsteps came, and Xiao Qi quickly walked into the backyard and came to the pavilion.

"Your Highness, Mr. Zhu Tongzhu is here and has something to report."

Xiao Qi bowed respectfully and said slowly.

After hearing Xiao Qi's words, Zhu Biao slowly raised his head and glanced at the entrance to the backyard, where Zhu Tong was waiting anxiously.

"Let him come over."

Zhu Biao nodded, answered slowly, and then continued to look at the chess game.

At this time, the chessboard has reached a tit-for-tat situation where one move determines life and death, and he doesn't want to be distracted.

Xiao Qi agreed, turned around and walked quickly to the entrance of the backyard, bringing Zhu Tong in.

"Weak minister Zhu Tong, please see His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

"I met the Korean father."

Soon, Zhu Tong walked into the pavilion and bowed respectfully to Zhu Biao and Li Shanchang respectively.

"What's the matter?"

Zhu Biao asked casually while studying the chess game.

"It is Hu Fei's business to return to His Majesty the Crown Prince."

Zhu Tong cupped his hands and said respectfully, with a hint of excitement in his eyes.

Hearing the word "Hu Fei", Zhu Biao was stunned and did not bother to study the chess game anymore. He turned to look at Zhu Tong, his face darkening.

"What trouble did he cause again?!"

Zhu Biao frowned and looked at Zhu Tong, asking helplessly and anxiously.

"When I return to Your Highness, I am not making trouble, but I have written another poem, a poem that is the best in the world!"

Zhu Tong shook his head and said excitedly.

Hearing Zhu Tong's answer, Zhu Biao breathed a sigh of relief, then became curious, dropped a chess piece in his hand, and turned to look at Zhu Tong.

"What's going on? What kind of poem did he compose?"

Zhu Biao looked at Zhu Tong and asked anxiously, with a hint of excitement in his eyes...
Chapter completed!
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