"Facing Chang'an City?"

"This ......"

Everyone was surprised by Beichen's words, if Nanzhao proposed the Jinluan Palace Dabi to make the royal family lose face, then Beichen's move was well known to the world. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"It's too arrogant, if I lose, wouldn't it show that I have no one in the Tang Dynasty?"

"This trip is inappropriate, it's too risky, and the consequences are unimaginable once you lose!"

"But what if you win?"

The Jinluan Palace suddenly exploded, and many people shook their heads, feeling that it was too risky, rather than Chang'an City, it was better to be in this Jinluan Palace, even if they lost, there was still a last wisp of face.

However, there are also some people who feel that it is feasible, if they win, they can make poetry more prosperous, and secondly, they can also promote national prestige and deter several countries that are eyeing each other.

One of the ministers was Zhao Han, the secretary of the Ministry of War, when he heard Beichen's self-denial of Chang'an City, his eyes lit up, and he stepped forward and said loudly: "Your Majesty, this move is wonderful, if you win, you will definitely deter the six countries, and pay tribute every year!" ”

"Lord Zhao doesn't want to think about it, what if he loses?"

Meng Haoran had a dark face, Rao was a long-standing officialdom, and he was also surprised by Beichen's words, facing Chang'an City, it takes courage, lose, and isolate himself from the top of Chang'an City, this ...... It takes more courage.

After that, Meng Haoran glanced at Beichen and motioned for him to take back his words, Beichen also noticed the old man, a little surprised, he understood the old man's intentions, but Beichen did not speak, but shook his head with a smile.

His words, everyone feels bold, but who can understand that this trip is the safest way, Tang Emperor Li Longji will give a glass of wine no matter whether he wins or loses.

Don't think about it, if you lose, it must be poisonous wine, since it is death both horizontally and vertically, it is better to die more heroically, and you can leave a reputation from the top of Chang'an City.

But if he wins, Beichen feels that the difference is big, and he has earned face for the Tang Emperor, and the chances of life are naturally much greater.

"Good!"

To the surprise of Wenwu Baichen, Tang Emperor Li Longji actually stood up and applauded, and then smiled at Beichen: "Beichen, I have a word first, and if you lose, according to what you say, I will give wine!" ”

Hearing this, although Beichen agreed verbally, he was vomiting blood in his heart, why did he still give wine?

Thinking about it carefully, Beichen naturally also understood the meaning of Nanzhaoguo, and asked for advice in the Jinluan Palace, and fought on behalf of the Tang Dynasty, isn't that provoking himself and making himself ugly?

After thinking about this, Beichen bowed: "Your Majesty, the ancients said: Come and don't be rude, the Tang Dynasty is a state of etiquette, and the grass people have the courage to borrow the four treasures of the study room and give a war book to the envoys of the six countries!" ”

"War letters? Too arrogant, right? ”

"Good courage, in the face of the prodigy Zhang Liang, he still dares to write a war book, his courage is commendable!"

It is not the first time that the civil and military officials in the Jinluan Hall have been shocked, but now that I think about it, this kind of courage is the posture that the Tang Dynasty should have, no matter what the result is, just doing so makes the blood of the ministers boil.

"Accurate!"

There was no accident, the Tang Emperor waved his hand, directly approved, and when the pen, ink, paper and inkstone were ready, Beichen was on this Jinluan Palace, falling into the ink pool, the pen walked the dragon and snake, and pointed out a few big characters freely.

When Beichen put down the pen, the eunuch on the side stepped forward and presented it to Tang Emperor Li Longji, seeing Beichen's words, Li Longji's eyes flashed with surprise: "This word is different from the Tang Dynasty font, and what does it mean?" ”

Emperor Tang ordered the eunuch to take it down, so that the civil and military officials pondered carefully, at this time, there was an inconspicuous junior official who saw this font, frowned and muttered: "The mountain rain is about to come, the wind is full of buildings, and the black clouds are pressing the city and the city is about to be destroyed.!" ”

"Battle, Chang'an City!"

"Pen down...... There is a time in the north! ”

When the civil official read out this sentence, it was Beichen's turn to be surprised, the simplified Chinese characters he wrote were in Datang, but few people knew them, how could this person recognize them?

Although he was surprised in his heart, in front of Emperor Tang, Beichen did not immediately ask, but nodded and smiled, explaining: "I wrote this poem just to say that Datang is not afraid of any challenge, even in the face of strong enemies!" ”

It's just that Beichen didn't say it, and the real foreshadowing and deep meaning are hidden in the word "Beiyouchen".

Under the praise of many people, the letter was sent by the Tang Emperor to the envoy's pavilion, and as the eunuch retreated, the ministers walked towards the outside of the Jinluan Hall in an orderly manner.

Zhao Han, who was also at the forefront, raised his eyebrows at Beichen, snorted coldly and left, Beichen did not speak, but silently blacklisted the thin old man.

"Senpai!"

Turning around and seeing Meng Haoran coming over, Beichen hurriedly saluted, he was not stupid, naturally until who saved him, for the old man in front of him, Beichen was grateful, and there were more touches.

"You are confused, how could you propose to fight in Chang'an City, who are you until Zhang Liang?" Meng Haoran looked annoyed, obviously a little unhappy.

Beichen understood what the old man meant, and sighed: "I understand the meaning of my predecessors, but if I lose, I will inevitably die, I might as well isolate myself from the top of Chang'an City after losing?" ”

grinning, Beichen's eyes flickered: "Besides, I don't necessarily have to lose, and ...... Who is Zhang Liang? ”

Meng Haoran frowned, quite speechless: "Zhang Liang is a person from the Southern Zhao Kingdom, known as a peerless genius, and he studied under a famous teacher, just him, your chances of winning will not be more than thirty percent!" ”

"Sancheng?"

Shocked in his heart, Beichen stared at Meng Haoran with wide eyes, he didn't believe that this Zhang Liang was so powerful.

Meng Haoran sighed: "Yes, Sancheng, this Zhang Liang is said to be unparalleled in the world, and it is difficult to find literature in the world, not just talking, but really has this strength!" ”

Swallowing his saliva, Beichen still didn't believe that Zhang Liang was so terrifying.

In the embassy of the six countries, dozens of people are drinking wine and eating meat in big bowls, and the people are fierce.

"With Brother Zhang Liang here, how dare those literati in the Tang Dynasty set up the battlefield in the Jinluan Palace?"

"Of course, Brother Zhang Liang is talented, good at writing, and studied under famous teachers, so it is naturally difficult to find opponents in the world!"

Many people laughed, especially the prince of Nanzhaoguo, who was even more happy, and sighed in his heart: Zhang Liang alone is comparable to thousands of troops!

"My lord, Emperor Tang sent someone to send an envelope!"

At this time, an envoy walked in outside the door, still holding an envelope in his hand, and a strong man at the door laughed and said: "Look, I will say that Emperor Tang will not think too much, and he will definitely not let him compete in the Jinluan Palace!" ”

"Needless to say, I'm afraid of losing face!"

The prince opened the envelope, and when he saw the words on it, he was stunned, looked at Zhang Liang on the side, stared at those simplified characters with a surprised expression, and muttered after a few breaths: "The mountain rain is coming, the wind is full of buildings, and the black clouds are pressing the city and the city is about to be destroyed!" ”

When Zhang Liang read this poem, the envoys of the six countries all laughed, and they didn't seem surprised, but Zhang Liang was the only one who stared at the paper without saying a word, and his expression was a little gloomy.