"Father, I have decided to conquer in person!"

Yu Zhiqian said slowly, hearing Yu Zhiqian's words, the old emperor was stunned for a moment, and then immediately patted the table: "No, you are the emperor, don't move lightly!" ”

Then he stared at Yu Zhiqian and said: "You have to know, if you can't enter the palace of Goguryeo once, you can do it twice, three times, Goguryeo is a small country and widows, and we can't afford it, we can afford it, but if you have any accidents, even if Goguryeo is destroyed, we will lose, so we can't!" ”

The words of the old emperor Yu Zhiqian are very clear, there is no undefeated empire, but what is an empire, the empire is not unable to fail, but not afraid of failure, just like fighting Goguryeo now, the Yutang Empire can fail many times, but Goguryeo can't bear it once, as long as it fails once, it will lose the country.

But Yu Zhiqian wants to go to the imperial expedition, that is two different things, even if Goguryeo is destroyed, but if Yu Zhiqian has any accident, the Yu Tang Empire will be considered a failure.

After Yu Zhiqian heard this, he looked at his father and said slowly: "Father, I am going to abdicate to Bo'er, you will supervise the country, and I will supervise the country after I come back, what do you think?" Just like we said before! ”

The old emperor immediately shook his head: "No, even if you are not the emperor, you are also the monarch!" ”

"Father, it's not that I want to go, but I don't want to go, I don't know how long this war will drag on, you should know very well the situation on the Goguryeo side, this time our army uses new weapons, but many generals don't know how to use new weapons, the thinking is still the same, if I don't go, I may fight for a long time, and my father can rest assured, 300,000 troops, I am in the army, there will be no accidents!"

"The sword has no eyes!"

“……”

didn't talk about it, Yu Zhiqian finally fought with the old emperor, and in the end the old emperor still didn't agree with Yu Zhiqian, but Yu Zhiqian was not discouraged, anyway, now that he is the emperor, everything is up to him, and he will have a good time this year.

On the night of the Chinese New Year's Eve, the Yutang Empire had a traditional activity, on the night of the Chinese New Year's Eve, the emperor would feast the courtiers, and of course, he would invite some hundred-year-old men to the palace to feast together, and finally be able to gather 10,000 years old.

It seems quite simple to get together 10,000 years old, but it is very particular, after all, the average life expectancy is only in the thirties, and it is not even enough, and being able to live to the age of forty is considered a long life, not to mention fifty or sixty, according to the laws of the empire, an old man who is more than seventy years old will not be held accountable for his crimes.

Longevity is a symbol of auspiciousness in modern times, an old man of seventy or eighty years old, if he goes to the county government to complain, the county order has to come down to greet him, so it is unlikely that he really wants to make up this longevity banquet, where to find a hundred hundred-year-old old men, so he will find another way, first count the age of the ministers, and then invite the older old people, and finally vacant a few years, just find a nobleman of about the same age.

Yu Zhiqian sat at the top of the position, watching the singer dance below, dancing the dance directed by Yu Zhiqian, very chaotic, but compared to the traditional court dance Yu Zhiqian watched with relish, no way, the ancient entertainment facilities were too few, if it wasn't for Yu Zhiqian's invention of mahjong, it might be even more boring now.

Yu Zhiqian even began to let people talk about cross talk, but now cross talk is still in its infancy, just like that know-it-all guy in Dongshi, he arranges the content by himself and then says it according to the way of storytelling.

Drinking Tanggou wine and eating hot pot, yes, this year's longevity banquet is hot pot, but it is still a mushroom soup pot, Yu Zhiqian has found this thing and started planting it, if you want to really be able to make hot pot to eat, it is estimated that there is still a long way to go.

The banquet was going on in an orderly manner, Yu Zhiqian glanced at the ministers below, and sighed long in his heart, didn't he say that he would not be the emperor? How did he end up becoming an emperor? Sure enough, being an emperor is a very boring profession.

Yes, being an emperor is boring, this is Yu Zhiqian's most intuitive feeling about the emperor.

Unknowingly, he has been the emperor for two years, Yu Zhiqian felt that his hairline had become higher, and let out a long sigh, how good it would be if there was a circle of friends or something now, take a selfie by yourself, post a small video or something, and the circle of friends will not explode immediately?

Thinking of this, Yu Zhiqian couldn't help but shake his head, what did he think about this head? But there's no way, isn't it every festive season?

At this time, the dance has ended, the ministers began to toast each other, there are not too many rules, the good relationship has begun to walk together and chat, and some bad relations are also looking for opportunities to break the ice.

The ministers chanted poems in groups, and the generals were not idle, and began to wrestle their wrists, Cheng Biting Jin, the old guy took off his shirt and was not afraid of the cold, and was wrestling with Yu Chigong, the faces of the two people turned red, and the table below kept shaking, but the hands of these two people did not deviate in a certain direction.

"Today's Ascending Wine ......"

Suddenly, a drunken minister suddenly began to chant poems, and the voice was very loud, but Yu Zhiqian did not have any displeasure, this guy's poems were well written, and Yu Zhiqian couldn't help but applaud after hearing it.

"Yes, Liu Aiqing, drink together!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

After someone got Yu Zhiqian's praise, someone immediately jumped out and began to recite the poem, but compared with the previous Liushe people's poems, it was much worse, and after Yu Zhiqian heard it, he didn't make comments, and the ministers who finished the poem didn't hear Yu Zhiqian's praise, and their mood was a little low.

But at this time, Di Renjie, the old guy, suddenly stood up slowly: "Your Majesty, in the early years, Your Majesty, a sentence of your article was made by nature, and it was a sensation in Chang'an, known as the first poem of Chang'an, on the occasion of this festival, can Your Majesty be able to make a poem!" ”

Hearing Di Renjie's words, Yu Zhiqian's old face turned red, the so-called Chang'an poem is the nickname given to Yu Zhiqian by a group of people later, of course, only half a poem can become the first poem of Chang'an, there must be something greasy in this, there is no way, who made Yu Zhiqian the prince, but Yu Zhiqian has indeed not done poetry for two years.

The only one who can say that Yu Zhiqian can make a poem is Di Renjie, this guy is already a veteran of the Five Dynasties, basically Yu Zhiqian has no good way to take him, and this request is not too much.

Hearing Di Renjie's words, many ministers looked at Yu Zhiqian, wanting to hear what poems Yu Zhiqian could make.

After Yu Zhiqian heard this, he glanced at the minister below, pretended to think about it, and then slowly stood up: "Since this is the case, I will simply make a chant!" ”

The entire hall immediately fell silent, wanting to see what earth-shattering verses the emperor could make.

I saw Yu Zhiqian take two steps in front of the dragon chair, and then slowly spoke: "Being alone in a foreign land as a stranger, I miss my relatives every festival." Remote knowledge ......"

When he memorized this, Yu Zhiqian suddenly stopped, shook his head, did not continue, there was no way, Yu Zhiqian could not make poems, but could recite poems, this poem was a poem of the Double Ninth Festival, it was now the Spring Festival, and the poems in the back seemed to be incorrect, so Yu Zhiqian wisely chose to shut up.

Hearing Yu Zhiqian's poems, many ministers' eyes lit up, but when they saw Yu Zhiqian stop suddenly, everyone stared at Yu Zhiqian, waiting for Yu Zhiqian to continue to write poems.

Yu Zhiqian shook his head: "Forget it, the article is natural, and the first half of the sentence is made by me, and I can't write it later!" ”

After finishing speaking, Yu Zhiqian couldn't help but take a sip of wine, the first half is indeed a true portrayal of Yu Zhiqian's mood, although he was a street writer in his previous life, but he also has parents and a younger sister, although he has now become the emperor, ruling the world, and the law is out of his words, but he still misses his relatives, and they are relatives who will never be seen.

After Yu Zhiqian took a sip of wine, the old man Di Renjie stood up again, frowned and said, "Your Majesty, the poems are outstanding, but the old minister is a little puzzled, Your Majesty's poems?" ”

Hearing Di Renjie's words, Yu Zhiqian smiled: "This poem was written by thinking of people who can't reunite with their families tonight!" ”

After finishing speaking, Yu Zhiqian sighed: "You Aiqing and I are drinking freely here, but outside the border gate, my soldiers are alone in a foreign land, thinking of this, I feel uneasy!" ”

"Your Majesty is wise!"

"Your Majesty's poems, the past and the present, I have Your Majesty, this is my great luck!"

A group of ministers followed behind him and began to pat on the back, after Yu Zhiqian heard it, his brows furrowed, how to say it, Yu Zhiqian doesn't like rotten Confucianism very much, and the old man who spoke was a rotten Confucian in Taixue.

"Your Majesty's poem comes out, the world will inevitably shake, the poetry is prosperous, just around the corner, just around the corner!"

The old man shouted excitedly, and after Yu Zhiqian heard it, he looked at the old man in front of him and slowly shook his head: "Shihua Shengshi? What's the use? What's the use of making poetry? ”

Hearing Yu Zhiqian's words, the old man was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Your Majesty, Shihua is the world, the eternal beauty, the eternal fragrance!" ”

After Yu Zhiqian heard it, he almost didn't laugh, he is an emperor, and he has been famous for the ages, as for Liufang? Glancing at the old man: "I asked Aiqing, can poetry make the people have enough to eat?" ”

"Back to Your Majesty, you can't, but the article can be fierce ...... the people"

Yu Zhiqian waved his hand: "Well, there is indeed some truth, but you don't have to deliberately make poems to please me!" After finishing speaking, he glanced at the Liushe people, and was swept by Yu Zhiqian, the Liushe people were chilled, and they did not want to attract the attention of the emperor when they made poems by themselves just now, but they did not expect to be seen through by the emperor.

"If you have time to study poetry, it's better to study and study, how to make the people suffer less, whoever wants to make poetry, I can give him a way, poetry is a rule, just a bunch of rhetoric!" After Yu Zhiqian finished speaking, he shook his head, now there are some signs that something is wrong in the Yu Tang Empire, and Yu Zhiqian is ready to extinguish this sign.

Now that the dynasty is at its peak, the road is beginning to be a little crooked, for example, now that everyone is rich and has begun to pursue spiritual entertainment, what Yu Zhiqian knows is that the price of Pingkangfang has been raised three times, in the words of later generations, what price is raised......

In addition, some poems of love and love have also begun to be sought after, people who can write two lines of poetry, no matter what the level, have also begun to boast, many ministers have also begun to write poems and articles proudly, this atmosphere continues to blow, although it will not be entertained to death, but the situation is not much better, Yu Zhiqian does not want to be in the future ministers will only chant poems and give ......

Hearing Yu Zhiqian's words, the old man's face was a little excited, but the old man didn't dare to speak rudely, and said with a red face: "Your Majesty, you are drunk!" ”

After Yu Zhiqian heard this, he shook his head: "Hey, Mr. Yang, the poems I made are good, or the poems you make are good!" ”

After Bachelor Yang, the old man, heard Yu Zhiqian's words, he immediately replied: "It must be Your Majesty!" ”

Although Old Man Yang drank alcohol, but his head didn't twitch, the emperor asked himself this question, it was simply a question to send points, even if the poems he made were better than the emperor, he dared to say that his poems were better than the emperor? I'm not a direct minister.

"Since the poem written by me is good, then why does Master Yang think that I am drunk and talking nonsense, not the truth?"

Hearing Yu Zhiqian's rhetorical question, the old man didn't know how to speak for a while, Yu Zhiqian smiled: "I can't say it, I'll tell you, and you all listen well, how to write poems!" ”

After finishing speaking, Yu Zhiqian was silent for two seconds and said: "Heaven to earth, rain to wind." Continents against the sky. Mountain flowers are to sea trees, and red is to the sky. The thunder is faint and foggy. The sun goes down against the sky. The wind is high and the autumn moon is white, and the rain is red at sunset. The cow girl is about the two star rivers, and the two Yao fights in the west and the east. In October, the sassy frost frightened the brigade; On the Sandong River, the long snow and cold fisherman ......"

Yu Zhiqian memorized it for a long time, but in the end he couldn't memorize it anymore, and smiled: "Now do you all know about Aiqing?" This writing poetry is a word game, boring, it's better to study the way to strengthen the country! ”

After finishing speaking, Yu Zhiqian drank another glass of wine, and then stopped talking, hearing Yu Zhiqian's words, all the Wenchen were stunned, did not dare to speak, and began to think about Yu Zhiqian's words, and the military generals jumped up excitedly, Cheng Biting Jin This guy jumped out directly and smiled: "I said that you guys, why don't you tell my Lao Cheng if you have this method, when I used to drink and make poems, I looked at my Lao Cheng's jokes, not authentic!" ”

After finishing speaking, he immediately squeezed his eyebrows at Cheng Chumo, and after Cheng Chumo saw it, he immediately wrote down what Yu Zhiqian just said, and it is estimated that this is what his father wants, and he can also pretend to be a poet or something when he takes it out in the future.

As soon as Cheng Biting Jin's words fell, many Wenchen who were still thinking about what Yu Zhiqian said was right and wrong suddenly woke up, and some smart people immediately understood what Yu Zhiqian meant, Di Renjie, this guy showed a hint of a smile on his face, Yu Zhiqian shook his head after seeing it, this old guy has already lived a fine life!

ps: Push a friend's book "Lord, I don't want to work overtime".