Li Xiao, who was sitting lazily on the ground, squinted at Emperor Hao, and wondered for a while. The meaning of the latter in the sentence just now could not be simpler. Either compose poems and then stay in Beijing, or if you can't write a sentence, you can go back to Suzhou.

This is indeed the emperor's choice for Li Xiao, but I don't know why he suddenly said such a thing on this occasion. With this, the ministers didn't know that in their eyes, this was to give Li Xiao a step down, so as not to be punished for Gao Changyu's incident just now.

Li Xiao subconsciously glanced at the people in the hall, and seemed to sense that something was wrong with death from the emperor's painting just now. The people who came to the birthday banquet today were all figures with heads and faces in the court, and only these characters had the ability to plan the assassination of Wencheng Street. Whether it is the Seven-Star Crossbow of the Procuratorate or the secret agents of the East Factory, except for them, I am afraid that no one will be able to contact them. It's just that I don't know that it's everything planned by the person here.

So the meaning of the emperor saying this sentence is to let himself choose, don't make poems, then go back, with the emperor's words, I believe that no one dares to make a move on Li Xiao again, this is the best way for Li Xiao to leave the capital safely. Otherwise, he chose to compose poems and get the emperor's reward, of course, he didn't know what the reward was, and he guessed that it was those gold, silver, jewelry, silk and satin.

All in all, the real culprit behind the Wencheng Street incident in the main hall will be planned, and it is unknown who it is.

Of course, with the emperor, he can go back. If this had been placed more than ten days ago, Li Xiao would definitely have replied without hesitation, "I am drunk today, I can't do it", so that he would have left the Jingshi without having to pay attention to what happened next, as well as the plan that involved him in this chess game. I believe that no one dares to oppose the emperor. But today, he hesitated. The incident on Wencheng Street has not yet been clarified, and the "tofu" business has just started, and he has just had a little interest in Jingshi City, and he is really reluctant to leave like this after staying for so many days. The most important thing is that if you leave this time, you will seem to be "cowardly".

No matter what others think, he himself doesn't want to go anyway. It's good that I'm a traverser, but I have hundreds of poems in my head, and if I admit to leaving, it's really shameless, and I'm sorry for the vast crossing team. After all, looking at the tens of thousands of traversers, no one has ever recognized cowardice in poetry.

But he would rather go back than stay.

"Have you decided?" Emperor Hao asked again. At this moment, he was also very nervous, waiting for the decision of the young man below.

Of course, there were also several princes sitting on the side, as well as several other powerful ministers. Especially Yu Kangzhi, the left minister, couldn't help clenching the wine glass with one hand, and his brows were slightly furrowed. There is not the slightest ambiguity in the words that the Emperor has just said.

Used to decide, not to think. Emperor Hao knew that Li Xiao could throw out a few poems at will, so he used this word, but the ministers and envoys didn't know. Fortunately, everyone in the hall is paying attention to Li Xiao, otherwise they would have to be suspicious.

But Li Xiao noticed this sentence and was surprised in his heart. Emperor Hao's words obviously know that he can make poems, but his current state, I am afraid that no one will think that he can still write poems, this is where he is most puzzled, Emperor Hao is only an emperor, not a god, how can he know his own situation. He jerked his head up and looked at Emperor Hao.

At this moment, the eyes of the two were focused, Emperor Hao looked at Li Xiao, and Li Xiao looked at Emperor Hao. For the first time, the sights of a middle-aged uncle and a young man overlapped.

Li Xiao saw the reluctance in Emperor Hao's eyes, and Emperor Hao also saw the doubts in Li Xiao's eyes. Why is it reluctant, Li Xiao doesn't know. Wondering why, Emperor Hao is very clear.

The Tai Chi Hall is still quiet, not at all like a birthday banquet. None of the ministers dared to use the chopsticks in their hands, waiting for the young man in the hall to answer. Poetry, they are happy to listen, but the state of the teenager is not like he can continue to write poetry. If you can compose poetry, you will not sit on the ground for a long time without moving. And just now there is one, it's a good poem. If you do it again, I'm afraid it's going to be difficult.

"Yunlu, do you think Li Xiao can make another poem." Gao Changle asked softly, his voice so slight that only the two of them could hear it.

Lu Yunlu likes poetry, so she naturally wants Li Xiao to make another poem, but the latter's state is ...... Rao is that they can see from a distance that the latter is already drunk, and it is estimated that the song just made is already the limit. With a regretful face, he sighed faintly: "I guess I can't write it, since ancient times, no one has been able to write two poems in such a short time, and it is in a drunken state." ”

Gao Changle then sighed, she also has a lot of research on poetry, indeed, since ancient times, Rao is Xiliang and Ouyang have not been able to make two poems in such a short period of time. couldn't help but feel that her father was embarrassing Li Xiao.

"Your Majesty!" Li Xiao pondered for a moment, and finally spoke again: "Grass people......"

"Father!" A person on his side suddenly stood up, knelt down to Emperor Hao and arched his hand: "Li Gongzi is already drunk tonight, I'm afraid I can't write poetry, I hope Your Majesty will let Li Gongzi compose poetry after he wakes up." ”

It's the Prince!

Everyone in the hall, including Li Xiao, looked at His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who had just appeared. No one thought that this prince who had no sense of existence would suddenly intercede for Li Xiao. Why, no one knows why he did it.

Li Xiao didn't know either. He and the prince can be said to have never met, let alone have a friendship, and the appearance of the prince really surprised him for a while.

Looking at the crown prince who suddenly appeared, Emperor Hao's eyes flashed with a brief hint of joy, and then quickly disappeared. He leaned down slightly, staring at his son. Everyone in the world knows that the prince is not valued by him, and the prince of Haoguo is also unprecedented and has no status, but today, at this moment, he is the only one who comes forward to intercede for Li Xiao, which is a very strange behavior.

"Are you speaking for Li Xiao?"

is still an expressionless question as always, making it impossible to guess whether Emperor Hao is angry or happy at this time.

Erchen just felt that Li Gongzi's literary talents were extraordinary, and if he was sent back to Suzhou for this reason, it seemed that it was a little ...... Excessively. The prince lowered his head, and his pretty face trembled slightly. It can be seen that the prince is also afraid. After all, for Emperor Hao, the weight of his prince's words is not as good as that of a random talent in the palace.

"Then what do you think I should do?" Emperor Hao said with a smile. But that smile makes people shudder.

Hearing this, Li Xiao couldn't help but take a breath of cold air for the prince, and at the same time hoped that the prince would not say the wrong thing, one step is hell, one step is heaven, for the sake of him, a "grass people" who has no official title, there is no need to lose his position as prince. Of course, he also had a headache about the appearance of the crown prince, this matter has nothing to do with anyone, and the emperor did not blame him, the appearance of the prince like this will complicate the whole thing.

"Erchen, Erchen thinks that Li Gongzi is talented and famous, so he should ...... Reuse it, not ......" The prince lowered his head and his voice trembled.

"I know, you can go down." Emperor Hao turned his eyes to look at Li Xiao and spoke lightly. There was still no change on his face. Not surprisingly, His Majesty did not agree with the Prince's words. This also made the ministers sigh.

There is a strange phenomenon, every time there is something in the court, Emperor Hao will deliberately ask the prince's opinion, but he never adopts it, no matter how big or small the matter is, it is ignored. So the ministers are speculating that this is His Majesty deliberately humiliating his son. They don't know why.

"Father......" The crown prince did not leave obediently this time, but raised his head and looked at Emperor Hao.

"Go down!" Emperor Hao waved his hand and said.

There was no way, the prince just returned to his seat. His position was too transparent among the princes. Although Emperor Hao asked him many times for his opinion on some things, he did not adopt them, whether he was right or not. Also, the other princes, their biological mothers all have identities, and his mother is just a gatekeeper in the palace, and he is Wan Guifei's least favorite prince, if it is not the eldest son, I am afraid that the name of this prince will not be called.

Shaking his head, Li Xiao slowly got up from the ground, because he had been cross-legged for a long time, and his legs couldn't help but feel numb, making his body shake involuntarily. In the eyes of everyone in the hall, the little poet was drunk.

Clenched his fists and arched his hands: "Grass people, compose poems!" ”

He chose to compose poetry, and of course he could choose not to compose poetry, and the result was that he could return to Suzhou safely with the help of the emperor. But is his real purpose just to go back to Suzhou? Definitely. The incident of Wencheng Street is not a simple assassination, but a prepared conspiracy. This conspiracy is not only aimed at him, but also involves Chu Yi. And the person who planned all this should be the one who knows Chu Yi's identity.

According to Li Xiao's words, you can make a move on me, but if it harms his family, then he won't agree.

If the case on Wencheng Street is not investigated and understood, and the person behind the scenes is not found out, he will not be at ease for a day. Otherwise, even if he returned to Suzhou, it was hard to guarantee what that person would do. Chu Yi could protect him, but he didn't want Suzhou to be dyed with the color of conspiracy.

When everyone in the hall heard Li Xiao's words, their faces were full of surprise. In just one night, no, it has been more than half an hour since the song was born just now, and in just such a little time, Li Xiao is going to make another poem, and the little poet deserves it.

Emperor Hao's face was also full of joy, he raised his big hand, and said with a smile: "Come here, give a seat, give a pen, and give ink." ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty, but you don't have to." Li Xiao turned around, staggered to an official's desk, took a pot of wine on it, and whispered to the latter: "Ask for a glass of wine." ”

He didn't know who the officials were. Why borrow wine, because it is for poetry.

Raised the wine jug and smelled it, then raised his head, the wine jug tilted, and the crystal jade brew flowed out of the mouth of the jug, forming a colorless line, poured into Li Xiao's mouth, drank it, and said with a smile: "Good wine." ”

The wine was on his head, wiping the residual liquid from the corners of his mouth, and his lips opened: "The second poem ......"