Qin Yufeng was stunned and turned her head suddenly to look at the naughty-looking Zhao Kang.
Is he speaking for himself?
Everyone was shocked!
What kind of dirty talk is this!
Is it really okay for you to curse like this in such a formal occasion?
As expected, Taifu Zhao was so angry that he cried out: "You, you, you!"
"You, you are the size of your mother!"
Zhao Kang picked up the wine glass and threw it, hitting Mr. Zhao directly on the head. The old man was stunned, and he didn't expect that Zhao Kang would actually take action.
He shouted immediately.
"Your Majesty! Look at this guy! Copying poems is already dirty, but he actually dares to commit murder!"
"Your Majesty, you must make the decision for me!"
Her Majesty the Empress was trembling with anger. She never expected that such a banquet would turn into this!
Before she could say anything, Zhao Kang, who was already angry, started to curse angrily: "You old dog, so what if I beat you! What's wrong with Qin Yufeng being a shepherd? Is he eating your rice?"
"I have redeemed her life. Now he is innocent and belongs to me! You old dog is always spitting shit. Why don't you let me hit you if you scold me?"
"If the world was good, who would be willing to live in a brothel and sell her smiles to please people?"
"You think you, a bastard, will be fine? If I remember correctly, your son just got an oiran from a brothel the year before last, right? Didn't you old dog get a concubine from a brothel three years ago?"
"You are so old and still having so much fun! Aren't you afraid of dying on your concubine's belly one day?"
"You're a filthy man who steals men and prostitutes women. He still looks down on this and that all the time. I'll give you a poem for you to listen to."
"Eighteen-year-old bride, eighty-year-old man, with pale hair and red makeup! The mandarin ducks are in pairs under the quilt, and a pear tree presses the begonia. Thank you for giving it to you!"
Puff.
Taifu Zhao's eyes widened and he was so angry that he vomited blood. The people around him were startled and they quickly comforted him.
Marrying a brothel girl as my concubine three years ago was a joke in the imperial capital, but no one dared to joke about it.
He didn't expect that Zhao Kang would actually talk about this matter and even compose a poem!
He can be sure that after tonight, this poem will spread throughout the imperial capital!
"Traitor Zhao Kang, I will fight with you until death!" Taifu Zhao roared sternly with blood on the corner of his mouth.
It happened that someone laughed out loud at this time, and everyone turned around in surprise to see that it was Xiao Xuance.
I can laugh at this moment, it’s worthy of being two hundred and fifty.
Seeing everyone looking at him, especially the eldest sister's murderous eyes, Xiao Xuance quickly restrained himself.
"Would you rather die? Even if your son dies, I will still be alive and well."
Zhao Kang snorted coldly, and immediately said: "Your Majesty, Taifu Zhao and Taishi Yang have slandered me so much. If they don't give me an explanation, I, Zhao Kang, will no longer serve anyone who wants to fight in the civil war tomorrow!"
Xiao Linglong was shocked when she heard this, and Master Yang sneered: "Look, we have exposed it, so I want to use these words to evade it."
"Old Master!" Xiao Linglong shouted angrily.
However, Taishi Yang did not care. On this day, he and Taifu Zhao were conspiring together. Both of them felt that Zhao Kang must be a blind cat who encountered a dead mouse, so he wrote the chrysanthemum.
Just say it like that.
I definitely can't win the last two literary fights.
But no matter he wins or loses, Zhao Kang has already won one game, that is, he is the hero of the Qian Kingdom. If he loses to Zhang Zi, everyone will only feel that he is proud of his defeat.
Therefore, both of them felt that they must discredit this guy and make him bear the stigma of plagiarizing poetry, even though the poem was indeed plagiarized.
If Zhao Kang loses in the next two games like this, he will be reviled and scorned by countless people.
That’s why today’s episode happened.
He, Taishi Yang, was in charge of the entire Hanlin Academy before he became one of the Three Dukes. It would not be too easy to frame Zhao Kang.
Moreover, there is no conclusive evidence at all for this crucial matter.
So he can feel free to slander boldly.
"His Majesty, Zhao Kang, surpassed Zhang Zi with his stolen poems. If this was spread, the whole world would laugh at me, Da Gan. I will never allow anyone to ruin my writing style, Da Gan!"
Taishi Yang's righteous words seemed to be standing on the moral high ground.
King Chen shook his head, "If Zhao Kang can't produce any evidence for this matter, I'm afraid he will be found guilty."
The other princes also nodded. Since ancient times, literati have not used swords to commit murder!
At this time, Zhao Kang smiled and looked at Grand Master Yang: "Are you saying that I just copied it? Are you so shameless?"
Master Yang was so angry that his student Wen Ling sighed: "Brother Zhao, why do you do this? It's just a poem, I don't care. Besides, Brother Zhao also used him to defeat Zhang Zi, I'm actually very happy."
What a green tea!
Zhao Kang laughed angrily, this guy is really insidious, he uses retreat to advance.
As expected, many people in the venue had begun to doubt.
Upon seeing this, Xiao Linglong hurriedly said: "That's enough! I believe that Zhao Kang would not do such a thing, so don't discuss this matter anymore."
Seeing that Xiao Linglong wanted to make a final decision, Taifu Zhao said directly: "That's not possible, Your Majesty. This matter is related to my reputation, how can I just let it go like this!"
Xiao Xuance was angry: "I don't believe that Zhao Kang would do such a thing. You are slandering!"
"Everything must be based on evidence, Your Highness. Unless Zhao Kang can produce evidence!" Master Yang sneered.
The people in the Hanlin Academy who were instigated also said this.
"that is!"
"Unless you can write a poem as good as inscription on the chrysanthemum!"
“If you can’t write it down, just admit it honestly!”
They looked arrogant. Our Hanlin Academy is a holy place that literati all over the world yearn for. If we scholars say you copied it, then you copied it. If not, you did!
Just then,
Zhao Kang slapped the table, startling everyone, thinking that he was going to hit someone again, especially Master Zhao and Master Yang who hurriedly avoided the attack.
They were both in their late teens and early twenties. If Zhao Kang jumped over and beat someone, he might be able to send them to report to the Lord of Hell in a few seconds.
As a result, Zhao Kang stood up and said, "Yes! I did copy the poem, and I didn't just copy the poem about chrysanthemums!"
"Don't you want a poem? I'll give it to you! Yufeng, prepare pen and ink, I'll copy it for them right now!"
Qin Yufeng set off immediately. The grand master and master were shocked and didn't know what this guy was going to do.
Xiao Linglong looked nervous: "Zhao Kang."
"Your Majesty, stop talking. Isn't it just a bad poem? I will give you as much as you want to read!"
After a while, the pen and ink were ready, and Zhao Kang made a big move with his pen, exuding an astonishing momentum.
A bachelor came quietly behind to see what Zhao Kang had written.
"I don't see you, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky and rushes to the sea never to return..."
This is going to be wine!
"Ten thousand cups of sake in golden cups..."
This is a difficult journey
"Kill a man in ten steps and leave no trace behind in a thousand miles!"
This is Xia Ke Xing
Poetry dragon Xin Qiji’s Po Zhenzi! Prince Yue’s Manjianghong! Su Dongpo’s water tune song Tou...
The poet Li Taibai, the poet Du Fu, the poet Bai Juyi...
One after another Chinese classics dance under Zhao Kang's pen!
Zhao Kang's writing was getting faster and faster, and his handwriting was almost crazy. More and more people gathered behind Zhao Kang, looking at the poems he wrote, and they were all dumbfounded.
Master Yang and Master Zhao realized something was wrong.
At this time, Zhao Kang stopped writing and ended with the poem "Looking at the Mountains" by the poet saint Du Fu. After writing the sentence "Looking at the Mountains at a Glance", he grabbed the written poem and threw it to the sky, throwing away the pen in his hand.
"Keep your eyes wide open and take a good look. Ask Zhang Sheng which of these poems he can surpass! Hanlin Academy? He~tui!"
