Song Ji's goal of making people famous has been achieved, and the next thing is naturally to find out people.

If the person who writes poetry has real talent and real learning, Da Yue will have a pillar of talent. If it's just an embroidered pillow and a joke, the right is to buy horse bones and make a gesture for the world's poor students - as long as I have the ability, I don't mind letting the Manchu civil and military greet each other with the gift of a national warrior!

Seeing Song Baiqing speak, Song Ji naturally said:

"The manuscript of the poem was sent by Mr. Song, and I haven't asked you yet, but you opened your mouth first, so let's take a look at who wrote these three poems."

I sent it?

Song Baiqing's eyes were full of confusion, and after a little thought, he looked at the baby girl in the distance.

Song Yufu looked at her nose and nose, and sat obediently among the women.

Song Baiqing felt that something was wrong, got up and took the poem manuscript from Qi Xinghan's hand, and looked at it in front of everyone's eyes, and his face froze.

The handwriting is graceful and graceful, and the familiar can no longer be familiar.

Isn't this the handwriting of my own precious girl!

Song Baiqing rarely showed a stunned look, looking at the paper for a long time and not coming back to his senses.

The civil and military courtiers sitting in front of him, his eyes were not bad, and even when he saw Song Baiqing's strange expression,

Song Ji smiled peacefully and said slowly: "Master Song, can you see who wrote these three poems?" ”

Song Baiqing looked up in the direction of the female guest, and Song Yufu dared to raise her head, so she had to speak hard:

“…… Well...... This trail ...... It's ......"

"Holy !! Holy !! ”

Before Song Baiqing finished speaking, a cry suddenly sounded in the golden hall, and he was extremely sad and angry.

The sudden scream frightened the civil and military officials who were immersed in the poems and were full of anticipation, and even Song Ji was startled, frowning and looking up at the source of the sound.

In the Nuoda Golden Palace, hundreds of people turned their heads to look at each other, but saw Li Baoyi, who was sitting among the military attachés, his face turned red and burst into tears, and he rushed out of the banquet and knelt down directly in the center of the hall.

There was also a young man next to him, the son born to Li Baoyi's partial house, who was also full of anger and tears on his face at this time, but he didn't dare to squeak, just stood silently behind the eunuch and palace maid.

"Holy! You have to call the shots for Wechen! My Li family is full of loyalty, generations of generations for Dayue to throw their heads and spill blood, never have two hearts, my grandfather even died for Emperor Xiaozong to block the arrows in the body of the enemy thief, and he didn't even find the corpse capital......"

The crying and shouting were bloody, but it was the old yellow calendar.

The three princes and nine qing present knew the foundation of the Li family, except for the last sentence that was true, everything else was doubtful.

Song Ji frowned, knowing that something big must have happened to the Li family, he raised his hand:

"Li Baoyi, if you have something to say, what happened to make you so out of shape?"

"Holy!"

Li Baoyi knelt on the ground, touched the ground with his head, and said in a wailing voice: "Holy one! The dog Li Tianlu, who is only eighteen years old, although he has stubbornness, he was also deceived by the villain and has been punished by His Majesty. But last night...... Last night, the dog was cut off and thrown outside the gate of my Li family, which is really ...... Lost conscience...... Ahh

I couldn't cry, but I cried loudly.

"What?!"

"How is this possible!"

The audience suddenly burst into exclamations, and everyone looked at Li Baoyi in astonishment, especially the princely generals of Kuishou Street, who were a little incredulous.

Li Tianlu is Li Baoyi's second son, he grew up in Kuishou Street since he was a child, and he didn't know it behind his back, but he must be sensible and polite in Kuishou Street, and he was called 'uncle' when he met people, and he almost grew up watching them.

There are also many wealthy sons present, who usually call Li Tianlu brothers, a well-known person, and his head was cut off like this?

That's it, but cutting off Li Tianlu's head and throwing it at the gate of the Li family is too much.

At the feet of the Son of Heaven, this is not just the loss of conscience! This is simply brutal, without the king's law, and does not take the present day in his eyes.

Regardless of the reason, this practice has already made the people in the hall angry.

The people of the Investigation Department were not invited to the banquet today, and the Lieutenant's Mansion was in charge of the defense of Chang'an City, and the chief officer took the lead in standing up and said angrily:

"How can this be reasonable, at the feet of the dignified son of heaven, in the capital of Dayue country, there are thieves who are presumptuous to say this step, when I am Dayue, no one can succeed! Who is so presumptuous?! ”

"Yes! Who is so bold......"

Quite a few people should agree.

In everyone's speculation, it is estimated that the person who can do this kind of thing is a game on the rivers and lakes that does not know the height of the sky, and no one with a normal brain dares to be so presumptuous.

As soon as this incident comes out, the rivers and lakes will inevitably usher in another big purge, after all, this is really crazy.

The dignified hereditary Hou Ye committed murder at the door of the Manchu Dynasty's princes and princesses, is this a deterrent to the imperial court to show personal force?

Even Song Ji, who was above, heard this, his face was furious, and he slapped the table violently: "Who committed the murder?" ”

Li Baoyi couldn't cry, knelt on the ground, and cried:

"It's the prince of King Su, the saint, you have to be the master of Weichen!!"

“……”

As soon as the words came out, the audience was silent.

The head of the lieutenant's mansion had a stiff expression on his face, hesitated, and hurriedly sat back.

Many angry officials all shut up in unison, and only a few officials were still noisy.

In an instant, only Li Baoyi was left crying.

It's no wonder that the attitude of the officials has changed so quickly, after all, this matter is a bit tricky.

Killing Li Tianlu and throwing his head at the door of people's homes is indeed the anger of people and gods.

But it was the prince of Su who killed the people, and things became troublesome.

King Su has 200,000 iron horses in his palm, and the princes and kings of the eight classics are very different from the little marquis of the Li family.

Kill Li Tian, even if it is a malicious murder, the crime deserves death, can you still cut down the eldest son of a vassal prince to compensate for the Li family's life? Can King Su agree?

Not to mention the only son of King Su, replace it with the six princes of the feudal lords who are seated, even if it is the king of Shu who is not heavy in military power and suffers disasters and is surnamed Song, can you cut it?

In the history books, it is not a matter of not diligent Wang Qingjun to clear the monarch, as long as the vassal king does not rebel, why do you kill the son of the family?

No wonder Li Baoyi jumped out in public to cry and cry for his father, if this was in private, without waiting for the saint to speak, all forces had come forward to suppress the matter and solve it privately.

The ministers met their eyes and looked at the Son of Heaven above.

When Song Ji heard Xu Buling's name, his brows furrowed, and after a few glances at Li Baoyi, he said in a deep voice:

"Call the prince of King Su to come to Chengqing Hall and explain the reason."

"No!"

Father-in-law Jia waved the dust and said loudly:

"Xuan, the prince of Su will not order, enter the palace!"