Chapter 93 The Young Master Is Really Difficult to Understand
Song Zhengming was so angry that he vomited blood, but he was not dead. He just fell back on the chair with his eyes wide open.
But no matter what happens to him in the future, Wei Changtian will never be able to take off the label of "crime of disrespecting the emperor" that Wei Changtian slapped on him.
No one expected that things would develop in such a way, and they all stared blankly until Liang Zhen's loud laughter sounded from not far away.
"Hahaha! Okay!"
Liang Zhen stood up from his seat and walked towards this side. It was obvious that he was really happy.
He even felt that Wei Changtian's operation was far more satisfying than cutting Song Zhengming with a knife.
"Changtian, let's go!"
Now that the matter has been resolved, Liang Zhen is happy and ready to leave.
Unexpectedly, Wei Changtian remained motionless: "Uncle Liang, there is still something unsolved."
Liang Zhen was stunned: "What's the matter?"
"Of course Miss Su Yu."
"this……"
Liang Zhen never expected that at this time, Wei Changtian would still be thinking about him sleeping with a woman.
Although Su Yu will definitely choose herself now, she still feels a bit like bullying others...
"Changtian, this matter..."
Liang Zhen hesitated, but Wei Changtian interrupted with a smile: "Uncle Liang, these are two different things."
"..."
Liang Zhen glanced at Su Yu, who had been dumbfounded on the stage and didn't know what to think at the moment, shook his head and said, "Let's forget it."
"Why forget it?"
Wei Changtian said seriously: "Is it because of that bad poem?"
"Uncle Liang, you have served in the army for decades and killed countless demons and enemies for the sake of peace in the world. Such heroic achievements are not worth a vulgar poem about a woman?!"
"I don't agree!"
"..."
No, where are these?
Liang Zhen was speechless for a while, but at the same time he was a little inexplicably moved.
Indeed, he joined the army at the age of sixteen. He has lived and died for Daning for so many years, and now he can't even sleep with a woman?
Sleep! Must sleep!
He immediately stopped refusing, and Wei Changtian continued:
"Besides, it's just poetry, I have it too!"
"Since Master Song thinks his poems are worth a thousand pieces of gold, I will give Uncle Liang one of his poems so that Master Song can comment on how much it is worth!"
"Paper! Pen!"
With a wave of his hand, Liang Zhen's soldiers immediately moved the entire table with pens, inks, paper and inkstones over from the side.
"Swish! Swish, swish, swish!"
Wei Changtian did not hesitate, quickly wrote four short poems, and then handed the paper to Liang Zhen.
"Uncle Liang, this poem is for you!"
"good!"
Liang Zhen took the rice paper and thought it would be a lyrical poem similar to "Clouds think of clothes, flowers think of face", but who knew...
"Hahahaha! What a poem! This is a good poem!"
The heroic laughter was even louder than before, and the happy look on his face didn't look like he was pretending.
Everyone was confused for a while. Even Song Zhengming, who had blood on his mouth, was staring at the thin rice paper, wondering what kind of poem Wei Changtian had written.
However, although everyone was curious, no one dared to rush Liang Zhen. They all just looked at each other and waited silently.
It wasn't until the laughter subsided and the rich voice slowly recited the whole poem that everyone's expressions began to become more wonderful.
Some people were extremely excited, some opened their mouths in surprise, and some showed enthusiasm...
"Why don't you bring a Wu hook?"
"Heng Dao immediately rides the twelve states."
"Please come to Lingyan Pavilion temporarily."
"If you are a scholar with ten thousand households!"
…
There is no doubt that this poem, which is full of contempt for scholars and scribes, was not written to Su Yu, but to Song Zhengming.
However, Wei Changtian changed one sentence.
The second sentence of the original poem was "collect the fifty states of Guanshan", but now it has been changed to "the twelve states of Guanshan are immediately mounted".
This "twelve states" refers to the twelve states and counties located on the border of Daning, and does not affect the artistic conception of the whole poem.
"Jushi Song, do you understand this poem?"
After Liang Zhen finished reciting the poem, Wei Changtian leaned over and looked at Song Zhengming with a smile: "Do you want me to tell you something?"
"you……"
Song Zhengming's eyes widened and his body couldn't help shaking.
"It seems I don't understand."
Wei Changtian shook his head pretending to be surprised, and explained to himself: "This poem means that a man should do more to kill monsters and enemies, instead of just showing off his pen and ink in this land of smoke and willows."
"If you don't believe it, you can go to Lingyan Pavilion, where the imperial court honors its heroes, and count how many scholars and bachelors it houses?"
"Well, that's basically it. Do you understand now?"
"Huh? Wasn't Master Song very eloquent just now? Why is he silent now?"
"How about I make it more straightforward?"
Wei Changtian leaned into Song Zhengming's ear, who was about to faint from anger, and whispered: "I mean, a hypocrite like you..."
"Not a man."
"..."
"Pfft!"
Bloody arrows shot like pillars into the air.
After Song Zhengming sprayed the blood, he actually rolled his eyes and fainted.
"Uncle Liang."
Wei Changtian smacked his lips, straightened up, and said to Liang Zhen, who was still immersed in the poetry and could not help himself, "We can leave now."
"good!"
Liang Zhen came back to his senses and turned to look at Su Yu on the stage.
The latter was so frightened that he could not speak. However, the fat county magistrate reacted quickly enough and hurriedly urged: "Miss Su Yu, what are you doing standing still?! Why don't you hurry up and follow Mr. Liang!"
"Yes Yes……"
Su Yu quickly agreed, but her feet felt as if they were filled with lead and she couldn't move even an inch.
She looked around as if asking for help, trying to find someone to help, but the maids and the madam had already hid somewhere, and for a while there was no one around her.
Fortunately, a veiled woman came up from the stage at this time and reached out to give her a gentle tug.
"Don't be afraid."
Yang Liushi supported Su Yu and smiled softly: "They won't eat you."
"..."
Although Su Yu knew that the woman in front of her came with Wei Changtian, she did relax a lot after hearing these words. At least she could finally take steps.
As she followed Yangliu Shi, she whispered her thanks.
"Su Yu thanked... Madam."
"Keke, what kind of lady am I?"
Yang Liushi smiled happily and said softly: "I used to be an oiran just like you."
"It's just that I was deceived by Mr. Wei's poem later."
"ah?"
Su Yu was stunned and asked subconsciously: "May I ask sister which song it is?"
"It's the tight one you envy..."
Yang Liushi ignored Su Yu's extremely surprised gaze and silently raised her eyes to look at Wei Changtian not far away.
"The clouds are like the clothes and the flowers are like the face..."
"Hengdao immediately rides the twelve states..."
"Sir, one day I will understand you..."
…
After a stick of incense.
Wei Changtian and others took Su Yu back to the inn in a carriage.
But just after the carriage drove a certain distance, Wei Changtian seemed to suddenly remember something and shouted: "It's broken! I forgot something!"
"What's wrong, sir?"
Yang Liushi was looking at him thoughtfully, but now she felt nervous: "What did you forget?"
"Miss Yumeng!"
Wei Changtian's expression was extremely annoyed: "I forgot to take her back too! I spent a hundred taels of silver in vain!"