The Three Emperors made Zhao Guanren run away angrily, I am afraid that he deliberately used the topic to play, and actually went to the palace to cry, preaching everywhere that Zhao Guanren deceived the world and stole his name, plagiarism, and strange powers, etc., calling on all literary giants to criticize and write.

"Shunguo child! deceive the world and steal fame, insulting Sven, shameless especially ......"

Early in the morning, there was a sea of people outside Yihong Courtyard, full of poor and sour literati from all walks of life, crazy and rotten Confucians who were uneven, and veterans of the literary world who came to bring rhythm, as well as a group of blind questioners, who directly surrounded Yihong Courtyard to "scold".

"Oh no! these poor sour people are going crazy......"

The guards are like facing a great enemy, there is a wide alley outside the gate of Yihong Courtyard, and the courtyard walls of the people opposite are about to be squeezed down, but no one dares to drive away so many scholars, and the emperor has to persuade him well, otherwise their pen can make you stink for 10,000 years.

"Gollum ......"

Zhao Guanren stepped out of the gate of Yihong Courtyard with a tea jar, stood on the steps and brushed his teeth and rinsed his mouth, while happily looking at the sour and rotten Confucians and scolding, but Yihong Courtyard was located on the edge of the downtown area, and it was estimated that there could be tens of thousands of people in a large circle.

"Shameless! plagiarism, you still have a smile on your face......"

A blue-robed madman rushed over angrily and pointed at him and scolded, Zhao Guanren suddenly let out a "heh", and suddenly spit a mouthful of tooth powder on the other party's face, instantly making the other party's face full of white foam, and the surroundings suddenly quieted down, I didn't expect him to dare to move.

"You stupid I can't laugh yet, you dare to scold the street at this level, who gave you the courage ......"

Zhao Guanren sneered: "You old nuns chant scriptures - they are the same! You actually have the face to call yourself a literati, you are the starling in the cage - you can only say that you can't do it! The shell mantis tells the story - all with a stinky mouth! Scold me before the door without any brains, go to the grave and burn toilet paper--fool your father!"

"You, you, you......"

The green robe was madly angry with the seven orifices that made him angry, and he was forced back several steps by his skill in scolding the street, and he couldn't find the words to scold him at all.

"The shrews scolded the street ......"

Someone shouted loudly: "We scholars don't do shameless things, we are here to question you, why do you plagiarize the poems of Baozhai monks, you must give an explanation to the world's readers today!"

"Are you a scholar, are you a human being after reading for a few days, stealing jade and incense, digging ashes and digging graves, how many scholars are among them......"

Zhao Guanren said loudly: "A dog will always be a dog, but a person may not be a person. It's not Zhuangyuanlang, don't pretend to be a scholar, this king is ashamed of you!"

"Okay, okay, we're not readers, are we......"

An old Confucian shouted angrily: "Then you have to give an explanation to the literary giants and champions, and tell them how you plagiarized and plagiarized and deceived the world and stole your name!"

"Then you call Zhuang Yuanlang, you haven't even read a book, are you the Dragon King of the East China Sea, how wide is the tube......

Zhao Guanren pointed to everyone and said loudly: "There is one here, it doesn't matter if your head is empty, the key is not to enter the water, it is not okay to scold the street, scold the street, and you can't read, I think you are really a widow sighing at night - there are few uses!"

"You're not very useful, and you kind of ...... reason with us."

A scholar was annoyed and finally became angry, Zhao Guanren immediately pointed at him and scolded: "Yo he~ Your old cow doesn't give birth to cubs - it's terrible for you! Do you want to scold the street, scold the street Lao Tzu will accompany you to the end today, and don't tell all the ugly things about the three generations of your ancestors, your mother is my concubine!"

"Poof~"

The other party suddenly spurted out a mouthful of old blood, pointed at him with a suffocated face and fell to the ground, and everyone hurriedly lifted him out in fright.

"Look! it's useless to be a scholar......

Zhao Guanren spread his hands and mocked: "Scolding people can scold themselves until they vomit blood, what is the use of this kind of goods, it is really a waste of food while standing, a waste of land when lying down, and all occupy the position of the pit, look at it!"

I'm talking about you, two hundred and five!"

"Ah, there is no heavenly reason, there is no royal law......

A scholar cried and ran out, looking broken and crazy, Zhao Guanren was full of smooth mouth and scolding poems, the vulgar can be, even the shrews in the market are retreating, and the veterans in the literary world don't dare to squeak, they really can't scold.

"This king didn't bully you when he first arrived, but you don't let me look down on it, bring it out ......"

Zhao Guanren waved arrogantly, only to see that someone in the courtyard carried out two large boxes, and when they opened them, they were full of two boxes of silver ingots, which instantly dazzled everyone's eyes, and the crowd suddenly fell silent, looking at him for some reason.

"This king has a reward of 1,000 taels today, just asking for a poem that can be put on the stage......

Zhao Guanren pointed to the white wall opposite and said: "This poem has to scold the king in, and my daughter-in-law Renfu Emperor Ji also brought it in, to scold the elegant but not vulgar, intriguing, the champion will be rewarded with three thousand, and the list will be rewarded with two thousand, hey? What is the third name?"

"Tanhua!" The third is Tanhua......"

The frothing madman subconsciously spoke, Zhao Guanren immediately took out two ingots of silver and threw them to him, and said with a smile: "You are very wise, so many people in this king see that you are the most talented, you go and give everyone a sample, and I will recommend you in front of the emperor if you write well!"

"Oh, thank you for your appreciation, you won't be disappointed in your late life......"

Crazy was ecstatic and bowed again and again to thank him, picked up two ingots of silver and ran to the white wall, there were already eunuchs ready to offer pen and ink, but this goods stood in front of the white wall and meditated, stunned for a long time without writing.

"You can't do it, can't you, let's do it......"

The scholars urged with complaints, Zhao Guanren was already sitting on the Taishi chair and drinking tea, holding the purple clay pot and said with a smile: "Don't be idle, everyone should be idle, if there are good poems, let everyone score them collectively, and the eyes of the masses will be bright!"

"Look at me!"

The scholars have enthusiastically stepped forward to compose poems, dozens of brushes have been arranged in a large row, these crazy rotten people ran over to scold the street, just to rub the heat, fight for a false name, there are few really to fight for grievances.

Zhao Guanren is now paying and being scolded, and even the veterans of the literary world are moving when they hear the news, and they are scrambling to show their skills, anyway, they can't scold people left and right, and it's good to get back some face.

"Cut~ Dare to block Lao Tzu's door and scold the street, it's really a shell mantis hitting a lantern - looking for death () ......"

Zhao Guanren leaned on the chair and drank tea and smoked proudly, the palace maids took out benches for people to sit down, and politely sent refreshments, and the madmen ate, drank and took it, and they were no longer embarrassed to scold the street, and the poems all changed from ridicule to flirting.

"The sea laughs, the tide on both sides of the strait, the ups and downs follow the waves, only remember the ...... of the present day"

Suddenly!

The two vermilion gates opened, and with a puff of white smoke slowly drifted out, the sound of the piano was swaying, and the aftermath was lingering, only to see the three county lords wearing white gauze and wearing uniform white gauze skirts.

Three women, one piano, one flute, and one erhu, sitting in the gate playing and singing in unison, the white smoke of the incense burner that sets off the atmosphere curls, so that the county lords are like fairies, fairy spirit, out of the dust.

"Wow! it's beautiful......"

All the talented people let out exclamations, Zhao Guanren got up and said with a smile: "This is the three county lords of my Shunguo, I learned that all the talented people came to the party, and specially dedicated a song for everyone, if anyone is willing to improvise poems for the beauties, there will be a heavy reward for doing a good job!"

"I'm coming! Such a fairy sound beauty, how can there be no reason not to write a poem......"

The literati and were all excited, how could ordinary people have the opportunity to look at the emperor and the county lord, seeing that the three county lords of Shunguo were so beautiful that even the old and respectful gentlemen were overjoyed, and they ran to the wall to splash ink, vying to behave in front of the county lords.

"The one who plays the piano should be the lord of Yongning, what a person in the painting, exactly the same as Xiao Qiao......"

The rioters salivated and looked at Yongning, Bian Ji's cigarettes are also very popular in Kyrgyzstan, and the "Three Kingdoms Heroes Card" is even more sought after by everyone

Trendy gadgets, and when Zhao Guanren originally designed the portrait of Xiao Qiao, he created it with Yongning as a template.

"Fortunately, you talents, we are waiting for your masterpieces behind the door......"

After the three county lords finished playing, Ying Ying got up to thank the guests, and at the moment when the gate slowly closed, there was a huge sigh of regret in the long alley.

"Oh yes! such a grand occasion is really rare, and this king is also a great poet......"

Zhao Guanren walked to the wall and said loudly: "There are always villains who say that this king plagiarizes, this king will use his strength to tell everyone today, this king will not do plagiarism, and he disdains to do it, and this king's poems cannot be imitated by others, please evaluate them together!"

Zhao Guanren picked up a brush and began to write, and immediately someone patted the horse's ass and shouted: "Good pen power!

"Everyone, listen, I'll read a poem for the horse......"

Bai Mo Maniac read aloud along with the verses: "Thousands of miles of wolf smoke mass graves, lonely souls in troubled times are unvisited, speechless sky and cold pen and ink, swords and swords are compensated with blood in the spring and autumn...... No wonder outsiders can't imitate it, this poem is murderous, majestic, and really intriguing!"

"Not bad!"

An old man stroked his beard and praised: "If you are not a person who kills on the battlefield, how can you make such a bloody poem, ordinary people don't dare to think about it, the master of the horse is really both civil and military, and he is also talented!"

"Awesome! At this time, there is a feeling of being there, and the master of the horse is really brilliant......"

The scholars nodded their heads and praised one after another, and many of them repeatedly chattered about their tastes, and there was a great tendency for Zhao Guanren to complain.

Who knew that Zhao Guanren wrote another poem - the world is out of my generation, and the years of time are urging in the rivers and lakes. In the talk and laughter of the emperor's hegemony, it is better than a drunk in life.

"Hiss~"

The scholars in the alley gasped in unison, and even the guards were shocked, such domineering and free verses, ordinary people can't do it.

Jin Yiwei also has to knock on your brain, ask you what you think, you are also worthy of the emperor's hegemony?

However, Zhao Guanren is a prince and a concubine, if he is not worthy of talking about the hegemony of the emperor, there are few people in the world who are qualified.

"The poetry and mind of the master of the horse are really amazing......"

Everyone gave a thumbs up in admiration, and the whole alley instantly applauded, now no one really doubts his talent anymore, and there is no evidence that he plagiarized poetry, but this thing copied a lyric and copied a movie line.

"What happened, why was there a thunderous ......?"

In a carriage outside the alley, Emperor Renfu quietly opened the curtain, and a little eunuch in civilian clothes hurriedly got in, handed over the two poems copied, and said: "King Zhao has written two poems, everyone praises him, take a look!"

"This ......"

Emperor Renfu hurriedly read the poem and exclaimed: "These two poems are so big and so murderous, is it really what he can't do?"

"The old man of the Living Poetry Sutra is right in front of him, how can he be allowed to be a liar......"

The little eunuch said helplessly: "Besides, if you are not a battle-hardened general, you can't write such heroic poems at all, King Zhao has cut tens of thousands of heads all the way, the wind direction of the Shilin talents has all changed, and the walls are full of love poems written to you and King Zhao!"

"Bastard!"

Emperor Ji cursed angrily: "Where are the literati style and bones, when I saw that the silver was all soft bones, I actually made this place a poetry club for me, hum~ I don't believe that this shameless person can't stink!"

"Your Highness!"

The little eunuch said in a low voice: "King Zhao said everywhere inside that Bao Zhai is the real plagiarist, many people are suspicious, saying that his poetry style is very different, not like a person to write, and now they are all clamoring for Bao Zhai to come out to confront him!"

"Let's go!"

Emperor Ji hurriedly said: "Hurry up and go to Mr. Bao Zhai and ask him what is going on!"