With the appearance of a poem to support the country, the talents of the ten countries became excited.
Although they come from different countries, their current location is in Wei.
The Great Wei is the supreme kingdom of heaven, and the Ten Kingdoms are tributaries of the Great Wei. But that was in the past. Nowadays, the Ten Kingdoms are developing rapidly, and coupled with the decline of the Great Wei, if it weren't for the fact that the legacy left behind is too strong.
The Ten Kingdoms might really choose to break away from the Wei Dynasty.
But this kind of thing involves too much. If you want to truly break away from the Wei Dynasty, you need to complete several things, including cultural foundation, economic foundation, and military foundation.
You must meet one of the above three conditions to be eligible to negotiate terms with Da Wei. If all three are met, you may leave directly without any hesitation.
The current Taiping Poetry Society is a counterattack of cultural heritage. The Wei Dynasty claims to be the orthodox saint. After all, the fifth generation of saints came from the Wei Dynasty, and the Wei Palace is also in Kyoto.
This kind of cultural suppression is terrifying. Scholars all over the world must respect the Wei Dynasty as the orthodox lineage, especially those of the Zhu Sheng lineage. In this way, the literati will be proud of the Wei Dynasty. In this case, if the ten countries want to break away from the Wei Dynasty, or betray the Wei Dynasty,
How can the domestic literati tolerate this?
But if we can counter the Wei Dynasty, it will be different. In various grand gatherings, if the talents of the Ten Kingdoms can surpass the talents of the Wei Dynasty.
In this way, we can complete cultural transcendence, build the self-confidence of the people, and build the self-confidence of the literati. When the time comes, they will really break away or rebel. Let me just say, although there are saints in the Wei Dynasty, they do not respect the saints. Look at their strength over the years.
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Each generation is not as good as the last, but we are the ones who support the saint's facade, and we disdain to associate with him.
It has gained a foothold in culture. When the domestic literati heard this, don't say it, it really makes sense.
The rest are military and economic issues. You don't need to surpass the Wei Dynasty, you just need to be qualified to leave.
We are not afraid of the first-grade warriors sent by the Wei Dynasty, because the Tuxie Dynasty has first-grade warriors, and the Chu Yuan Dynasty also has first-grade warriors. If a first-grade warrior is really used, they will not let it go.
This is the way of checks and balances.
Inside Liyang Palace.
The scholars from the Ten Kingdoms were extremely excited and laughed loudly, fearing that the scholars and common people of the Wei Dynasty would not hear.
"Brother Li, you are indeed the most talented man in the Tang Dynasty. His poems have conquered the country. Good, good, good. Let me toast to Brother Li."
"Poems can rule the country, and they can appear at such a banquet. It can be seen that if Brother Li has a flash of inspiration, poetry may be immortal."
"Yes, generally speaking, at this kind of feast, when talented people gather together, there will be talents suppressed. It is very difficult to write famous poems through the ages. The poems that support the country are already the limit. If today is just an accidental gathering, Brother Li will
With a little inspiration, famous poems throughout the ages are not a problem."
The talented men from the ten countries all exclaimed, "How could they not know what the Wei Dynasty is thinking now?"
It's just that they want to call Xu Qingxiao here. After all, Xu Qingxiao is the author of "Eternal Noun Manjianghong", "Eternal Famous Quotes", and the "Eternal Parallel Prose". Such a great talent, although they shout it verbally, it's just mediocre.
But I still have some ideas in my heart, but I will definitely not admit defeat.
Furthermore, people always find many reasons for themselves. They think that Xu Qingxiao’s talents are good, but they are all accidental, a flash of inspiration, and she has strength, but there is also a lot of luck.
But in a place like the Taiping Poetry Society, it's completely different, because this is a formal poetry conference, where literati from all over the world gather and their talents are suppressed.
You may be nervous, or you may be affected, or you may be innately suppressed, so poems written on such occasions will be more or less suppressed.
This statement is not made up, because throughout the ages, there are few people who can write famous poems through the ages on this kind of extreme banquet.
Talent suppression actually exists.
Of course, it still depends on the quality of the poems and whether the writing is good or bad.
In the crowd, Li En took a sip of wine. He was extremely excited inside. Even though he was always calm on the surface, his slightly trembling hands while drinking betrayed his restless heart.
Poetry to protect the country!
Poetry to protect the country!
Being able to compose a poem to subjugate the country at such a great banquet confirmed his status as the most talented person in the Tang Dynasty. Even with this poem, he could bring a lot of talent and fame. With the power of the whole country, he could also be
Become a great scholar.
If that were the case, I would be satisfied for the rest of my life.
Li En was very excited. If someone hadn't been here, he would have shouted long live.
Poetry to subjugate the country represents a kind of honor in itself, and now it is even more important to compose poems to subjugate the country at the Taiping Poetry Meeting.
How can this not be exciting? I am afraid that his name will be resounding throughout the world as soon as tomorrow passes, including the Tuxie Dynasty, the Chu Yuan Dynasty, and the Wei Dynasty.
In one sentence, who in the world doesn’t know you?
Tao explains everything.
"Brother Li's talent is something we all really admire. Once today is over, everyone in the world will know Li En's name."
Someone came over and offered a toast, speaking from the bottom of his heart.
"You're welcome, it was just a flash of inspiration."
Li En is also modest, at least compared to his own people.
"Brother Li, don't be humble. We are scholars. If we are talented, we are talented. Why should we be so humble?"
"Yeah, don't be humble, lest people look down on us and say we are rotten fish and shrimps."
"Don't say it, don't say it. Didn't you see that the faces of the ministers and the great scholars changed?"
The talented men of the Ten Kingdoms seize the opportunity to ridicule.
They were so angry yesterday that even major merchants and innkeepers refused to allow them to stay. This was such a shame and humiliation. How could they let it go?
On the stage, the six ministers did have some ugly expressions.
Because they not only humiliated the literary world, but more importantly, they humiliated Da Wei and gave Da Wei a slap in the face.
As a minister of the six departments, how can you not be angry?
The reason why the great scholars in the Wen Palace were angry was also very simple. The number of talented people from the Ten Kingdoms was really growing.
Their Great Wei Wen Gong is the orthodox scholar in the world. It stands to reason that all the talented people in the world should respect the Great Wei Wen Gong. But who would have expected that he would be so ridiculed?
As for the scholars and common people in Wei Dynasty, all of them were completely speechless. Now they only look forward to Xu Qingxiao's arrival.
This is the only hope!
"The talented man from the Ten Kingdoms behaves like this. It seems that there is something else hidden this time."
Master Chen Xin spoke quietly. He was not angry at all, and said calmly, feeling that this matter was not as simple as imagined.
"Yesterday's poetry ranking, we really have no bias. The poetry conference is all about poetry, but these people are making trouble with it. There must be someone behind it."
Another great scholar added that he thought Chen Xin's conjecture was good.
"For now, regardless of whether there is a pusher or not, if this matter is not handled properly, it will be very troublesome for Wei."
Chen Zhengru spoke out, he didn't care if there were pushers behind him, he only cared about one thing.
Overwhelming talents from ten countries.
"When will Shouren come?"
At this time, Zhang Jing, the Secretary of the Ministry of Punishment, spoke. Of all the people present, he was the one who most believed that Xu Qingxiao could suppress these young people, so he seemed impatient.
"We have already sent someone, they will be there soon."
Chen Zhengru gave the answer.
Everyone was a little relieved. Although Xu Qingxiao may not be able to write famous poems throughout the ages, there is a saying that he can indeed bring hope to everyone.
Among the crowd, someone came to Li En and laughed under his breath.
"Brother Li, you are incomparable glory now. Look to the southwest. This woman is stunning in the country, but she keeps looking at Brother Li. It seems that Brother Li is very lucky today."
Someone spoke, with some smile.
In an instant, many talented people looked towards the southwest, even Li En couldn't help but look towards the southwest.
Indeed, in the southwest, there was a woman in white standing quietly not far away. The woman covered her face with a white gauze, but she still could not cover up her alluring temperament and her heart-stirring figure.
Feeling the woman's gaze, Li En felt even more joyful. He was actually drunk for a moment and had already started imagining the story of the night.
However, the feast is not over yet, and he cannot come forward to talk to him.
Let’s talk about it after the party is over.
It was at this time.
Kyoto of the Great Wei Dynasty, Shouren Academy.
With Xu Qingxiao's company, several plans had emerged in his mind, but each one was rejected by Xu Qingxiao.
The three major chambers of commerce were raising prices, and he had to come up with a way, a perfect solution, which not only required the three major chambers of commerce to provide materials honestly, but also required the three major chambers of commerce to lower the price.
And it is extremely low, even a loss.
The solution is difficult, but what Xu Qingxiao is not afraid of the most is problems.
In fact, Xu Qingxiao has thought of many ways, but these methods are simple to deal with the three major chambers of commerce, but they are not enough to deal with the people behind the three major chambers of commerce.
Xu Qingxiao thought of a way to check taxes, and do one batch at a time.
But the problem is that the sky is high and the emperor is far away. Whether these three major chambers of commerce will give you tax account books is a question. Even if His Majesty decrees that the account books are given to you, it will definitely be fake.
How do you find the real ledger?
Send someone there? They will offer bribes right away. Do you not accept bribes? Do you accept beautiful women? Do you not accept beautiful women? You always have something you like, right?
Nothing at all?
Then I'll take you home.
What? The emperor sent people to investigate the case, and he died? You ask me if I'm afraid? Yes, but it's none of my business? I wasn't the one who killed him.
Does he have no enemies? He doesn’t cause trouble?
When handling cases across provinces and counties, to put it bluntly, the empress has no power. In other people's territory, I will give you face and call you "Your Majesty". If I don't give you face, who are you?
Coupled with the control of the mastermind behind the scenes, if you really dare to cut it across the board, you are guaranteed to have endless civil strife.
Checks and balances.
Checks and balances.
At this moment, Xu Qingxiao finally understood how uncomfortable it was for the emperor to have no power.
If all the military power of the five battalions is in the hands of the empress, and all the feudal princes are dealt with, will they be afraid of taking drastic measures?
How dare the Chamber of Commerce raise the price? If your house is confiscated, a new businessman will immediately replace it.
Do foreigners dare to beep? With an imperial edict, vassal kings from all over the world go to kill people without having to use the power of the court.
If the vassal king doesn't want to do it? Then do it to the vassal king.
This is the benefit of having power. Today's Wei Dynasty is full of waste and has too many things to do. Under such circumstances, the country is on the verge of collapse.
In order to stabilize the country, power must be concentrated. The Wei Dynasty has only one voice. Otherwise, everything will be infinitely hindered and delayed.
Therefore, at this moment Xu Qingxiao understood why the empress valued the military talisman so much.
At this point, Xu Qingxiao recalled that if she were the emperor, she would probably do the same thing.
Without military power, you have to think carefully about everything you do, and take every step cautiously, for fear of accidentally making a mistake.
Because there are not many opportunities left for Wei to make mistakes.
Brain pain, brain pain, brain pain.
Xu Qingxiao really felt that her brain was hurting, and now the problem was getting more serious.
If the three major chambers of commerce raise prices, the court will definitely not agree to it, and neither will the Ministry of Revenue. But the materials are in their hands, so what will happen if they don't give them to you?
Come out to negotiate the price, and give it at least a month. After the price is negotiated, Da Wei will suffer a loss, and the more he thinks about it, the more uncomfortable he becomes. And the businessmen will definitely make trouble. Some people just don't want the waterwheel project to be rolled out quickly.
In this case, it will not be possible to promote waterwheels in half a year or even a year.
And there is not much time left for yourself.
Thinking of this, Xu Qingxiao couldn't help but close her eyes. He was a little upset now.
But at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded.
"Report!"
"Master Xu, the Prime Minister invites you to go to Liyang Palace to attend the Taiping Poetry Party."
The voice sounded, and it was the voice of a guard in Shouren Academy, asking Xu Qingxiao to go to the poetry meeting.
"No! No go! Tell Chen Shangshu that Xu is not feeling well and won't go."
Hearing this voice, Xu Qingxiao spoke directly.
It's already time, and I still have the heart to go to the banquet. I won't go if I don't want to.
"Sir Xu, now that the talented people from the ten countries are showing off their power at the Taiping Poetry Society, the literary world of the Wei Dynasty has lost its reputation. I hope that Sir Xu will come to the rescue."
The guard's voice sounded, full of anxiety and desire.
But inside the room, Xu Qingxiao frowned slightly.
Talented men from ten countries showed off their power at the Taiping Poetry Society?
"Where's Hua Xingyun? Didn't he go too?"
Xu Qingxiao couldn't help but ask.
"Master Xu, Master Hua has gone. His poems are worth a thousand dollars, and they are considered masterpieces, but they are suppressed by the poems that govern the country."
"Mr. Hua wants to compose two poems, but Prime Minister Chen made a rule before that one person can only compose one poem at most."
"So Mr. Hua is no longer qualified. Now in the entire Wei Dynasty, only you can suppress these talented people from the ten countries."
The guard said excitedly.
However, Xu Qingxiao frowned even more.
A word worth a thousand dollars?
It does sound good. Maybe Qingxiao later got to know Hua Xingyun. He is a great talent, and a peerless talent. How could he only write one poem like this?
There's something wrong with this.
But after thinking about it, it seems that there is no real intention and it is normal to have a back-up plan.
"Go back and tell the Prime Minister that Xu is involved in official business and will not go."
"One more thing, there are so many talented people in the Wen Palace of Wei Dynasty, it's not Xu's turn to go."
Xu Qingxiao replied, saying that she would not go if she agreed. Furthermore, it also taught Wei Wen Gong a lesson. Didn't he look down on himself every day?
Don’t you think you are a saint and orthodox every day?
Now you can't even suppress the talented people from ten countries, is that all?
"Master Xu."
The guard spoke again, but Xu Qingxiao's voice cooled down at this moment.
"Just go back and report."
When the voice sounded, the latter was stunned for a moment, but after thinking about it, he finally sighed and turned around and left.
Watching the guards leave, Xu Qingxiao didn't care about it. If you lose, you will lose. It can be regarded as a lesson to Wei Wengong, so as not to pretend to be invincible in the world and show it to whom?
This is really not revenge, Xu Qingxiao has no such idea.
The waterwheel incident is a top priority. First, it involves the people of the world, and second, it involves our own safety.
It's as if I'm stuck in a quagmire. The first thing I think about is not saving myself, but thinking about where to eat at night.
Isn't this a brain problem?
Xu Qingxiao had her own reasons for not going.
It is also equivalent to teaching Wei Wen Gong a lesson, don't always think that you are invincible in heaven and earth.
Li Yang Palace.
The guards returned from Shouren Academy and quickly came to Chen Zhengru's side.
"Sir, Master Xu said that he is busy with official business and cannot come."
The guard lowered his voice and said.
And since he came in, the talented people from the ten countries have also noticed. In fact, they are a little worried about Xu Qingxiao. After all, Xu Qingxiao still has a reputation. If he really writes poems that will last forever, it will be a bit embarrassing today.
Therefore, the talented men from the ten countries stopped talking and all looked at Chen Zhengru.
As soon as he said this, Chen Zhengru looked calm and nodded without saying a word.
The talented people from the Ten Kingdoms were a little curious and even sent someone out to see if Xu Qingxiao had come.
Soon, the result appeared. There was no one outside and Xu Qingxiao did not come.
At this moment, many voices sounded.
"Xu Qingxiao didn't come?"
"It seems that Xu Qingxiao was not invited?"
"Well, he probably didn't come."
People talked in low voices and did not dare to speak too loudly.
At the banquet.
Sun Jing'an's voice sounded.
"At this time, he won't show up?"
Sun Jing'an frowned. When he learned that Xu Qingxiao was not coming, his first reaction was very unhappy, thinking that Xu Qingxiao did it on purpose.
"Whether he comes or not is his business. Who said he must come?"
Gu Yan, the Secretary of the Ministry of Household Affairs, couldn't help but speak. This Sun Jing'an really has some official authority. If he doesn't come, he won't come. Maybe there are other unspeakable secrets. If he doesn't come, he won't come. Why must he come?
Of course, Gu Yan was standing up for Xu Qingxiao, but in fact he also wanted Xu Qingxiao to come.
"Ha! I finally understand. Xu Qingxiao is indeed talented, but today someone wrote a poem to subjugate the country, and he didn't dare to come."
Sun Jing'an sneered and did not accept Gu Yan's words, but mocked Xu Qingxiao.
As soon as he said this, many people frowned slightly. There is indeed something wrong with Sun Jing'an. If they don't come, do you think they are afraid?
If the talented people from the ten countries said this, they would tolerate it. One of their own people talks about their own people? Isn't there something wrong with their brains?
Do you hate Xu Qingxiao so much?
"Sun Ru, at this time, you are still talking about your own people? You are really a great Confucian."
Zhang Jing, the Minister of Punishment, couldn't help but say, this is so disgusting.
If Xu Qingxiao hears this, even if he has the strength, he probably won't come.
Is this crazy?
"Sun Ru, be careful what you say. As a great Confucian, what do you mean by belittling your own people?"
At this moment, Chen Zhengru couldn't help but speak. He had a good temper, but hearing Sun Jing'an's words, he was really disgusted.
The three ministers had the same attitude, which made Sun Jing'an unhappy, but he also knew that he had indeed said something wrong, so he did not answer.
"Okay, let's not argue about anything at this time. I am afraid that today is a foregone conclusion. Let's think of other ways. How about letting Xingyun compose another poem? Although I have lost face, at least I can gain some back."
The dean of one of the four major academies spoke up and made this suggestion.
"No."
Chen Zhengru shook his head directly. If Hua Xingyun was asked to write poetry again, even if he produced a masterpiece, what would happen?
The talented men of the Ten Kingdoms themselves had complaints. If they broke the rules again, Wei's face would be seriously lost.
"Forget it, I will go find Xu Qingxiao myself."
At this moment, Zhang Jing lost his temper and planned to go find Xu Qingxiao.
But in an instant, Gu Yan, the Secretary of the Ministry of Finance, grabbed him.
"Shouren has his own plans."
Gu Yan lowered his voice and said.
As soon as he said this, Zhang Jing fell silent. He understood the meaning of this sentence.
Why doesn’t Xu Qingxiao come?
Is it really a battle of spirits?
no.
Xu Qingxiao still understands what is right and wrong.
The only possibility is that Xu Qingxiao himself has no idea.
That's why he refused.
Yes, think about it, it is indeed true. Who can guarantee that Xu Qingxiao will be able to write poems that will last forever?
Poems about subjugating the country have already appeared. If you come here, even if you write poems about subjugating the country, it will be more troublesome. It will not matter if you choose Xu Qingxiao, or if you don't choose Xu Qingxiao.
Today in the Wei Dynasty.
It's a loss.
Total loss.
The great talents from the Ten Kingdoms almost guessed something after seeing the expressions of Chen Zhengru and others.
"Xu Qingxiao won't come."
"He doesn't dare to come."
"Yes, he doesn't dare to come. Who dares to come when Zhenguo Shi is here?"
"Xu Qingxiao is famous. This kind of person will never take risks."
The talented people from the ten countries whispered, thinking that Xu Qingxiao did not dare to come, because after thinking about it, it was true that there was a poem to subjugate the country here.
Who dares to touch his brow?
Who will come and who will die?
Even if you compose a poem to subjugate the country, so what? What happened in the past two days has already aroused public outrage. If it is still like this today, these people will never agree.
As everyone started talking, the voices soon became louder.
"It turns out that this is the eternal talent of the Wei Dynasty. He doesn't even have the courage to attend the banquet."
"Yeah, I thought this Eternal Talent was so powerful, but I didn't expect that this is it?"
"Eternal genius, hahahahaha!"
"Don't be ridiculous, Xu Qingxiao is still very smart. With Zhen Guo Shi in front of him, it's normal for him to be afraid."
Some sounds were particularly harsh, causing the people to be angry. This sentence of great talent, at this moment, was extremely harsh.
Among the crowd, the person who laughed the loudest was Mr. Wang.
But even Li En, the most talented man in the Tang Dynasty, showed a proud smile.
The people of the Wei Dynasty saw it, and the hearty laughter spread outside the palace.
At this moment, the streets of Kyoto in the Wei Dynasty also seemed a little quiet. After all, the Liyang Palace had not reported any good news. How could the people of the Wei Dynasty laugh when the literary world of the Wei Dynasty suffered such a blow.
It seemed particularly quiet in the streets and restaurants. They pinned their hopes on Xu Qingxiao, but Xu Qingxiao didn't come. In fact, the people also understood Xu Qingxiao's "difficulties". With Zhenguo Poetry in front of him, even if Xu Qingxiao was talented, he couldn't write poems forever.
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There will always be times when performance and performance are not good. Who has the confidence to suppress the poetry of the state? Let the great Confucians come, and they dare not say that they can suppress it.
And at this moment, inside Liyang Palace.
A figure left quietly.
It is the figure of Chen Xinghe.
A quarter of an hour later.
Shouren School.
Li Guangxiao looked at the location of Liyang Palace, then looked at the sky at night, and couldn't help but sigh.
"The literary world of the Wei Dynasty is about to suffer a fatal blow."
Li Guangxiao thought to himself, in fact, he had been paying attention to the affairs of Liyang Palace.
At the beginning, he also thought that if Xu Qingxiao appeared, he would be able to suppress the opponent. But now that he thought about it, it was not that Xu Qingxiao was not good, but that Xu Qingxiao's status in everyone's hearts was too high, so that they thought he was omnipotent.
But what about the reality? Xu Qingxiao never said that she would definitely be able to write poems that would last forever?
With Zhenguo Shi in front of him, Xu Qingxiao was under a lot of pressure. It was reasonable for him to refuse to go.
Not going at least gave Wei the last bit of hope.
If you go and lose, you're totally screwed.
So he supported Xu Qingxiao not to go.
But at this moment, a voice sounded.
"Junior brother! Junior brother!"
"Junior brother, hurry up and go to Liyang Palace. If you don't go, the talents of the Ten Kingdoms will be so arrogant."
Chen Xinghe's voice sounded.
He ran back and wanted to persuade Xu Qingxiao.
Inside the room.
Xu Qingxiao was still thinking about countermeasures. She already had some ideas, but as Chen Xinghe's voice sounded.
The train of thought was interrupted again.
"well!"
If the person who came was not Chen Xinghe, Xu Qingxiao would have said a few words to anyone else.
Why should it be so annoying?
But when his senior brother arrived, Xu Qingxiao could only stand up and smile bitterly.
"Senior brother, I really don't want to go. I have a very troublesome matter right now. If you lose this poetry meeting, you will lose. What's the big deal."
Xu Qingxiao spoke with a somewhat helpless tone.
"Junior brother, we can't afford to lose. If we lose, we, the Wei Dynasty, will really lose our face."
"Do you know how the talented people from the Ten Kingdoms humiliated us? They said that the literary world of the Wei Dynasty was mediocre. They scolded you and said that you were frightened out of your courage. You are so proud and arrogant that senior brother can't stand it."
Chen Xinghe appeared in the room and said angrily.
"They can say whatever they want. If you have a mouth on them, can you still control them?"
Xu Qingxiao didn't care, he had heard too many such words.
It's not the first time.
"Junior brother, why don't you understand? The Taiping Poetry Society not only affects the literary world of the Wei Dynasty, but also the people of the Wei Dynasty. How many people are looking forward to your appearance now?"
"If we are defeated today, then the people of Wei will have no shame when they go out."
Chen Xinghe said helplessly.
The Wen Palace of the Great Wei Dynasty has always claimed to be a saint and orthodox, and the people are proud of it. But if it is suppressed by the talents of the Ten Kingdoms now, will it still have the nerve to say this in the future?
But before Xu Qingxiao could think about it, Chen Xinghe's voice sounded again.
"Junior brother, let me ask you a question. If you answer truthfully, do you have the confidence to surpass Li En? He is the one who wrote the poem to subjugate the country."
"If you don't have confidence, you've never been here before. If you have confidence, then come with me."
He said with an extremely serious and solemn expression.
Faced with Chen Xinghe's inquiry, Xu Qingxiao originally wanted to deal with it casually, but after thinking about it, she sighed.
"The talented men from the ten countries are all carefully prepared for this banquet."
"But the literary world in the Wei Dynasty suddenly became weak this time. Junior Brother felt that there was something fishy in it."
“I don’t want to wade into muddy waters, as to whether I can get through it.”
"Senior brother, one thing they said is actually quite right."
"I don't go to the banquet. I really think they are a bunch of rotten fish and shrimps."
Xu Qingxiao answered seriously.
Chen Xinghe was stunned for a moment. Hey, my junior brother is getting better and better at pretending.
"But they have already written poems to subjugate the country."
Chen Xinghe couldn't help but said.
"Ah."
However, Xu Qingxiao did not answer and just sneered.
Poetry to protect the country?
Poems about subjugating the country are nothing. There is more than one poem about subjugating the country in his mind, right?
But again, I'm in a lot of trouble now and I don't want to go to the banquet. In addition, I really want Wei Wengong to be whipped, but don't think that I am the best in the world.
"Junior brother, since you are so confident, go ahead."
"I don't care if there is anything fishy about him, just go ahead."
After Chen Xinghe said that, he pulled Xu Qingxiao.
But Xu Qingxiao smiled bitterly and shook her head.
"Senior Brother, Junior Brother has made up his mind. If I don't go, I won't go. Unless His Majesty orders me to go, otherwise, I won't go."
Xu Qingxiao’s attitude was firm.
Chen Xinghe, on the other hand, was persuading him earnestly.
However, at this moment, Li Guangxiao in the kitchen was stunned. He did not expect that he had guessed wrong. Xu Qingxiao was either afraid of Zhenguo Shi, or simply did not want to go.
Good guy, this is not fun.
The next moment, he took out a new decree from Heaven, quickly wrote it down, and then placed the decree on a candle to burn.
Along with the wisps of clouds and smoke dissipated.
Nearly a quarter of an hour later.
Finally, Xu Qingxiao convinced Chen Xinghe and she was completely relieved.
At the same time, I was also a little restless inside.
But fortunately, the matter was finally resolved and I could make plans quietly.
But the moment Chen Xinghe just walked out of the room.
A voice broke the silence again.
"Xu Qingxiao received the order, and His Majesty ordered that the Taiping Poetry Festival is a grand gathering of literati, which is related to the face of the Wei Dynasty. I ordered Xu Qingxiao, the minister of household affairs, to go to the banquet and compose poems. No matter whether the results are good or bad, you can't avoid it. I admire this."
As the eunuch's voice sounded.
Inside the room.
Xu Qingxiao was stunned.
Chen Xinghe was also stunned.
Has His Majesty really issued an order?
"Junior brother, His Majesty has issued an order!"
"Junior brother, why are you looking at me like that?"
Chen Xinghe was very excited and turned around to speak, but found that Xu Qingxiao's eyes were a little strange.
"nothing."
Xu Qingxiao shook her head, then stood up and said: "Master, accept the order."
After saying this, Xu Qingxiao returned to the room and placed the white paper covered with graffiti on the candle to burn.
well!
Annoying!
Annoying!
Annoying!
Isn't this a disease? It's just a poetry meeting, why do you care so much?
What's there to do when you're full? Isn't the Great Wei Wengong quite capable?
Xu Qingxiao was really angry. All her plans and ideas were gone. She was interrupted one after another. It would be weird if she wasn't angry.
After the white paper turned into ashes, Xu Qingxiao walked out of the room with a cold face and walked towards the outside of Shouren Academy. She walked with her hands behind her back and looked very ugly.
"Junior brother, wait for me!"
Chen Xinghe chased behind.
Soon, when Xu Qingxiao left Shouren Academy, she came to Southwest Long Street. The place was brightly lit, filled with ordinary merchants, literati, elegant guests, and beautiful ladies. It should have been a very lively scene, but now it seemed extremely quiet.
But with the appearance of Xu Qingxiao, people suddenly screamed in shock.
"Xu Qingxiao is here."
"Master Xu is here."
"This is Mr. Xu."
The people frowned and stared at Liyang Palace. Suddenly someone noticed that Xu Qingxiao had arrived, which attracted the attention of countless people.
At that moment, various voices sounded, and many people showed excitement.
Some literati looked at Xu Qingxiao in surprise, while some women couldn't help but stare after seeing Xu Qingxiao's face.
"Hurry up and make way for Mr. Xu. Mr. Xu is going to Liyang Palace."
"Quickly give way to Xu Wangu."
"Why are you still standing there? Make way for Xu Wangu."
The next moment, the people immediately shouted, because there were too many people on the street, blocking Xu Qingxiao's way, so someone spoke up and asked everyone to give way.
In an instant, the people voluntarily gave way without any dissatisfaction, and at the same time they even shouted loudly.
"Master Xu, suppress the spirit of the great talents from the ten countries."
"Master Xu, now that you are here, we have hope."
"Master Xu, I am optimistic about you."
The people were excited and showed their support in various ways.
Xu Qingxiao also hugged the people. He was very fast and felt very unhappy, but he still had to keep a gentle face towards the people.
Walk all the way.
Xu Qingxiao's queue was very large, and everyone on the southwest long street consciously gave way. I was afraid that in the entire Wei Dynasty, only the emperor had such a queue.
"Wait for me! Wait for me!"
Chen Xinghe was chasing after him, but Xu Qingxiao's pace was too fast, so he was a little out of breath.
With the appearance of Chen Xinghe, many people couldn't help but wonder about Chen Xinghe's identity.
"Who is this person?"
"Who else could it be? It must be Mr. Xu's book boy."
"Yes, yes, he must be Mr. Xu's book boy."
"This scholar boy is quite handsome. Well, he is worthy of Mr. Xu."
The people were talking, but it was a pity that Chen Xinghe couldn't hear it because he was still catching up with Xu Qingxiao.
And at this time.
Inside Liyang Palace.
It's still inexplicably weird.
The great talents of the ten kingdoms laughed intensively, but the common people and literati of the Wei Dynasty could not laugh out loud. They were singing and dancing in front of them, and no one had the intention to watch. The wine was in the cup, and no one had the intention to taste it.
It seems extremely weird.
However, at this moment, a voice sounded.
"Report! Your Excellency, Prime Minister, Xu Qingxiao, the Minister of Household Affairs, has come to attend the banquet!"
With the voice of the guard, he fell.
In an instant, the entire hall was boiling.
"What? Shouren is here?"
"Shouren is actually here?"
"Good boy, I said he will definitely come."
"Okay! Okay! Okay!"
Chen Zhengru was a little surprised, but Gu Yan and Zhang Jing were excited at the first moment, and Zhou Yan, the Minister of War, couldn't help but applaud.
Ever since Zhenguo Shi appeared, their moods had been as cold as ice. Now that Xu Qingxiao is here, how could they not be excited?
Not only them, the people were also excited.
They have been waiting for Xu Qingxiao.
I originally thought that Xu Qingxiao would not come. After all, Zhenguo Shi was there, so the people would understand if Xu Qingxiao did not come.
But what I didn't expect was that Xu Qingxiao actually came.
Suddenly, the people became excited, and even some literati became excited.
"Master Xu is here, let's see if these ten great talents still dare to be arrogant."
"Master Xu dares to come because he has the confidence. I want to see if the talents of the Ten Kingdoms still dare to be arrogant."
"Okay! Okay! Okay, Mr. Xu will never let us people down. Everyone will be ready to cheer for Mr. Xu later."
The people were already excited.
And Chen Zhengru's voice also sounded.
"Please Shouren come in."
When Chen Zhengru spoke, his use of the word "please" was enough to prove the joy and excitement in his heart.
Everyone was excited, except the talented people from the ten countries who were not excited.
But some other sounds also sounded.
"When you come, you come. Can you change your destiny just by coming?"
"Zhenguo Shi comes first, I don't believe that Xu Qingxiao is really so capable."
"Even if he composes another poem to subjugate the country, Xu Qingxiao can't compare to it. One is in front and the other is behind. I'm afraid that the Wei Dynasty will be partial again."
The voices of the great talents of the Ten Kingdoms sounded, especially the last sentence, which was ridiculing the Wei Dynasty.
Just, at this moment.
A figure walked into the hall.
It's Xu Qingxiao.
He walked into the hall.
He looked slightly unhappy.
It seems that some people are not in a good mood.
At this time, the main hall seemed particularly quiet, and the people also calmed down.
The great talents of the Ten Kingdoms also became quiet for no apparent reason.
Everyone looked at Xu Qingxiao.
Unparalleled elegance.
He just seemed a little unhappy.
For a moment, everyone became curious.
I don’t understand why Xu Qingxiao is unhappy.
Enter the main hall.
Xu Qingxiao immediately looked at the great talents from the Ten Nations.
There was an aura in his gaze, which made the great talents of the Ten Kingdoms feel inexplicably intimidated.
But soon, Xu Qingxiao withdrew her gaze.
He looked at Chen Zhengru and spoke very quickly.
"Sir Chen, my subordinates have important matters to deal with and are busy with official duties. I hope you will forgive me."
"Your Excellency, tell me directly, what is today's topic? Your Majesty has to go back in a hurry after finishing his work."
"No time to waste."
Xu Qingxiao spoke very quickly and seemed a little anxious.
This tone and behavior immediately made everyone present feel confused.
Everyone felt that Xu Qingxiao came here to deal with it. This was the Taiping Poetry Club. Why could Xu Qingxiao behave like this?
It feels like, a little reluctant.
Brother, you are here to compose poetry.
Also, there is a national poem in front of you.
Why do you act so perfunctory?
Why?
Not only were the people surprised, the talented people from the ten countries also felt insulted.
I don’t say that you have to be serious, but at least don’t have this attitude, as if someone owes you?
You don’t really think you can write an eternally famous poem, do you?
"banquet!"
Chen Zhengru said the topic directly without any hesitation.
For some reason, the more Xu Qingxiao acted like this, the more he felt that Xu Qingxiao was confident.
"banquet?"
Xu Qingxiao frowned.
His mind was racing, looking for poems about the banquet.
He stood in the great hall.
All eyes are on it.
Time passed little by little.
Everyone looked at Xu Qingxiao, and no one dared to disturb Xu Qingxiao.
A full half-quarter of an hour passed.
Finally, a voice sounded.
"Thinking about it for so long? It seems that Xu Wangu is not ready yet."
Some voices came from among the great talents of the ten countries.
Slightly sarcastic.
But the moment his voice fell.
Xu Qingxiao's voice sounded.
"Here comes the pen!"
The voice sounded.
Deafening.
resounded throughout the hall.
At this moment, everyone was completely quiet.
The talented people from the ten countries did not dare to make a sound.
The purple awe-inspiring righteousness condensed into a pen in Xu Qingxiao's hand.