Yang Sumian did not change color, but his eyes narrowed slightly, but there were constant thoughts in his mind, and he whispered to himself: "Luo Cheng...... It's kind of interesting. ”

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Not long after, Luo Cheng came to the front of the main hall under the leadership of the guards. Luo Cheng's gaze swept lightly, taking this magnificent and tall palace into his eyes.

"Whew." When I saw this for the first time, I came to this place that represents the center of the country and the supreme of the world. If Luo Cheng didn't have the slightest feeling in his heart, it was impossible.

But soon, Luo Cheng was relieved. If he is an emperor and a prince, a powerful minister and a nobleman, it will not be long before he will be turned into an Egyptian land. And he Luo Cheng will not be obscure to everyone, the sky has given him this opportunity, how can he do nothing?

The footsteps are lightly raised, but they appear powerful. Under the watchful eyes of the guards on both sides, Luo Cheng slowly climbed the steps and walked into the main hall.

The ministers turned around, all looking at this young figure with curiosity on their faces. Luo is only thirteen years old, but because of his tall stature, he looks a few years older.

At this moment, Luo Cheng walked slowly on the top of the temple, his body was calm, even if he was facing the most powerful person in the Great Sui, he was not moved at all. Such a calm bearing was enough to surprise the ministers.

Everyone couldn't help but be surprised, Luo Cheng's bearing, compared to his peers, was really too much surplus. The ministers present are all high-level officials of the Great Sui, and the aura exuded is extremely strong, and the ministers are gathered, if they are ordinary people, I am afraid that they have already changed their color at this moment, and their minds are all confused.

Walking to the front of the hall, under the stairs, Luo Cheng saluted according to the etiquette, and said: "Luo Cheng, the son of the King of Beiping, meet Your Majesty!" ”

Emperor Wen looked at Luo Cheng, although the smile on his face was flat, it showed that Emperor Wen had become interested in Luo Cheng. Emperor Wen raised his hand slightly and said, "Flatten!" You are Luo Cheng, the son of Luo Yi? ”

"It's Your Majesty." Luo Cheng is neither humble nor arrogant, Emperor Wen's aura is too strong, but fortunately, he is now extremely controlling, and he does not show any abnormality.

"Haha." Emperor Wen smiled and said: "You don't have to be like this, I have heard of your great name for a long time, and when I see it today, it is really a talent, and it is not in vain that your father has a son." ”

Luo Cheng thanked again: "Thank you Your Majesty for your praise, and my father will be honored for it." ”

Luo Cheng replied as usual, and Emperor Wen nodded slightly: "Okay, this time your father sent you as an envoy to the pilgrimage, and the backer Wang Yan also brought tribute, I am a little curious, what is it?" ”

Luo Cheng arched his hand and replied: "Your Majesty, the tribute brought by the minister is Yanyun's special wine, broken intestine wine, this wine is very strong, but the fragrance is rich. ”

"Oh, gut-breaking wine?" Emperor Wen couldn't help but be stunned, he had drunk a lot of wine, and the local tribute had also paid a lot of good wine, but he had never heard of the name of broken intestine wine.

"This wine is brewed by a new method, so Your Majesty has not heard of the name of Broken Intestine Wine, and the minister believes that as long as time passes, this wine will become famous all over the world." Luo Cheng said with certainty, he was calm all the way, the scene was very big at the moment, and he didn't dare to jump too much, but he still had great confidence in the broken intestine wine.

After all, it is a unique secret recipe, and he has monopolized the market once he has mastered the technology, and with the quality of the broken intestine wine, how can it not be compared to other wines? At this moment, who in the world can compare to the heartbroken wine?

"New method of brewing?" Emperor Wen nodded slightly, and asked again: "Then where did this intention of breaking the intestines come from?" ”

Luo Cheng said quickly, and said directly: "This name is taken from'Raise a glass to eliminate sorrow and sorrow, draw a knife and cut off the water to make the water flow." It is not only to dispel sorrow through wine, but also to break the bowels with melancholy. ”

Emperor Wen was stunned, frowning slightly, he had read a lot, but he had never heard of the poems that Luo Cheng said, and he couldn't help but be a little curious: "'Borrowing wine to eliminate sorrow is more sorrowful, and drawing a knife to cut off water is more flowing'?" These two poems are full of the meaning of drinking and melancholy, so meaningful, I have never heard of it, I don't know who wrote this poem? ”

Luo Cheng was stunned for a moment, and only then did he understand that he had accidentally sold himself again. But at this moment, it must not be messed up, Luo Cheng looked at his nose and nose, and was completely unmoved.

After a pause, Luo Cheng replied loudly: "This poem is written by a minister, and it has not been passed on to the world, and it is normal that Your Majesty does not hear it!" ”

As soon as Luo Cheng said this, not only Emperor Wen was stunned, but the ministers also looked at Luo Cheng with a look of disbelief, and his expression was clearly saying: Brother, don't be joking!

Luo Cheng raised his head and chest, his body was straight, and he muttered in his heart, I wrote it, do you have any opinions? Li Bai and his father didn't give birth. I didn't write it, you wrote it?

It's his own pot, no matter what, Luo Cheng has to round it up.

Emperor Wen coughed dryly twice, and said with a straight face: "What you said is true, at this moment, above the court, bullying the king is a capital crime!" ”

Luo Cheng said solemnly: "The name of the minister, the people of Beiping have heard it, and the minister's words are true, and he will never dare to deceive His Majesty." Luo Cheng hurriedly expressed his loyalty, anyway, he was telling the truth, and there was no need to talk nonsense.

Emperor Wen nodded slightly, his eyes were picked again, and he looked at Yang Lin, the corners of Yang Lin's mouth twitched, he didn't dare to disobey the order, he hurriedly stepped forward, and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, Weichen can be a guarantee, what Luo Cheng said is true, the minister is in Beiping, and he has heard the people talk about Luo Cheng's name!" ”

"Oh, that's it?" Although Emperor Wen is diligent, it is a little boring to do business every day, and it seems that he has talked about some gossip at this moment, and Emperor Wen can't help but ask curiously.

Yang Lin explained: "When the minister heard what was said in Beiping, it was at a poetry meeting that Luo Cheng overwhelmed all the talented people and won the first place, so that the people heard of Luo Chengcai's name. ”

Emperor Wen was surprised and said: "King of the Mountain, didn't you say that Luo Cheng is talented in martial arts, why is he so famous?" "Yang Lin reported before, but he only vaguely mentioned other things, mainly talking about how Luo Cheng's martial arts talent hanged.

Yang Lin was slightly embarrassed, but still said in a deep voice: "The minister didn't believe it before, but the minister believes it now." ”

Luo Cheng couldn't help but lower his head, holding back a smile on his face, Yang Lin still gave face, but he didn't know why, why was this so interesting?

Emperor Wen's face couldn't stop falling, and he replied with a smile: "I see, but there is such a person in the world, who can become a martial artist at a young age?" ”

After a little sigh, Emperor Wen asked curiously: "I am a little curious, this poem is only two sentences, which is embarrassing, so what about the whole poem?" ”

Luo Cheng's mind moved lightly, and he recalled the information about this poem. But soon Luo Cheng was shocked in his heart, and even called Ya Yan Butterfly. At this moment, the corners of Luo Cheng's mouth twitched slightly, a little embarrassed, and he realized that this poem is really not suitable for this situation!

"What's wrong?" Luo Cheng was seen by Emperor Wen in his eyes, and Emperor Wen couldn't help frowning and said coldly.

Luo Cheng slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity and said: "This poem is indeed written by Wei Chen, but the reason why this poem was written is really embarrassing, and the minister is a little difficult to say!" ”

Emperor Wen waved his hand and said: "It's okay, what do you say, even if you say it, I won't blame you." ”

Luo Cheng nodded lightly, then spoke, slowly laying out the background in his mind.