The early morning sun shone on every inch of land in the Tang Kingdom, and the people who were busy with farming every day walked out of the door and looked up at the sun and said.

"It's a good day."

……

As they gradually reveal their bodies too early, people start a new day.

The father and son of the Huang family, who were attending the court meeting in the palace, were experiencing what they might be the darkest day at this time.

Before participating in the court meeting, the Huang family father and son had already arrived in Chang'an City, and in the process of waiting for the early dynasty, Huang Ziqian finally understood why the emperor was angry through his military colleagues.

"What? The emperor called us back just for a poem? Huang Ziqian was depressed, he thought that something big had happened in Chang'an City, but the real situation was 108,000 miles away from his conjecture!

"Lao Huang, is that poem really written by your hero?" Liu Tiannan, who was in the same dynasty as Huang Ziqian and was also the number one in the military, asked curiously at this time.

"What? Can't my heroes compose poems? Huang Ziqian's tone was not good, and he squinted at Liu Tiannan.

Although his son is usually more cunning and cheating father, at this time, Huang Ziqian, who understands the truth of the matter, will definitely not be able to tell the truth of the matter.

First, for the sake of face, his son rarely fought for himself, and he couldn't slap himself in the face.

Secondly...... That Fang Tang really had an appetite for himself.

Although Huang Ziqian is a big old man, he has also honed a heart like a mirror after rolling in the court for a long time.

At first, Huang Ziqian didn't know why the emperor would recall him non-stop, but after he understood the truth of the matter, Huang Ziqian understood that this matter could be big or small.

If this matter is said to be big, Huang Yingying has bad intentions, and he may fall to the ground at any time. can be said to be small, at most, this is his son Huang Yingying's head convulsion casually, just take a casual smoking, but this is a big or small thing, there is a premise.

That is, this poem must be written by his son Huang Yingying, with his past achievements, the situation of the head falling to the ground will not happen, but if the emperor knows that there is Fang Tang's existence, then even the gods will not be able to save Fang Tang's life.

"Tang Zong and Song Zu, a little coquettish? How did this kid come up with it? ”

"Boom! Boom! ”

The memory of the bell representing the beginning of the early dynasty interrupted Huang Ziqian's contemplation, and the civil and military officials waiting outside the door all stopped chatting with each other at this time, and they walked into the center of power in the Tang Dynasty with serious expressions.

"Huang Yingying, you are guilty!" Without any foreshadowing, the emperor buttoned Huang Yingying with a big hat as soon as he opened his mouth.

"I don't know." Huang Yingying lowered his head and said.

"I ask you, is that poem that circulated among the people from your mouth?"

"It's from the mouth of the minister, but this poem is only one of the ministers' works." Huang Yingying's opening made the corners of Tang Jingzong's and the officials present conscurb.

"A Tang Sect and Song Ancestor is a little coquettish and makes the emperor angry, do you want to make the emperor angry to death today?"

"And that's just one of them? Good! Good! I'd like to hear another song you've made! Tang Jingzong held the dragon chair with both hands, and his breathing became a little short at this time.

"Dad, I've done as I was told, don't you cheat your son!" Huang Yingying pondered for a while after complaining in his heart, and then read out the original work that really belonged to him.

"Ahh Yes! Yes! As soon as Huang Yingying opened his mouth, the somewhat sleepy officials suddenly shuddered.

"What's wrong? Was there an earthquake? ”

……

"O sea! You're all water! ”

"Horse, you four-legged!"

"Beauty, you are so beautiful!"

"Below the nose is the mouth!"

After this poem appeared in the court, the audience was silent!!

"What did I just hear?"

"It's called poetry, too?"

……

"Insulting Sven! Insulting Sven! ”

The civil officials in the court are gone, they thought that they could still hear some masterpieces at the scene, but what are you Huang Yingying reading?

"What's the matter, don't listen if you don't like to listen, won't you cover your ears?" Huang Ziqian seemed to be the leader of his son at this time, causing a scolding war between the civil and military sides

The female elders of the civil servants began to appear in the mouths of the military attachés, and the mouths of the civil officials also led to a burst of ridicule from the military attachés.

"I haven't read a book, I don't know what you're talking about?" The disdainful expression on the military attaché's face made the civilian officials itch their teeth.

"You haven't read to blame me? And you haven't studied, what else do you have to be so spirited? ”

The vegetable market-like situation began to appear in the early Tang Dynasty, and Tang Jingzong looked at everyone scolding in front of his eyes with a forced expression

"What just happened, and why is it so chaotic all of a sudden?"

"Shut up!" The emperor's strength made the officials present kneel down one after another.

"Please forgive the emperor."

……

"As an official of my Tang Dynasty, you actually scolded each other in the early dynasty? What a system this becomes! ”

Facing the emperor who was full of anger, the officials present were very tacitly silent.

"Huang Yingying, I ask you if you really made that northern scenery?" Tang Jingzong asked this question again, as if this question was very important in Tang Jingzong's eyes.

"Back to the emperor, this poem is definitely from the mouth of the minister, not only such a poem, but the minister also has many poems that he wants to dedicate to the emperor." Huang Yingying was a little disgusted with Tang Jingzong at this time.

"No need, keep these poems for yourself."

"Huang Yingying, your northern scenery has caused a lot of disturbance in the Tang Dynasty, and it stands to reason that I should have punished you for your crimes, but I thought that you worked hard in the Northern Expedition, so the merits and demerits were offset. But today's turmoil in the court is caused by you, and you must be responsible for this matter. ”

"The minister is willing to accept the guilt."

"Well, with such a responsibility, he is worthy of being a man in the Tang Dynasty...... Huang Yingying was removed from the position of counselor of the Northern Expedition and served in the Youzhou military for one year as a cloth cloth, are you willing? Tang Jingzong asked Huang Yingying.

"Yes."

"Okay, this matter is over, if anyone dares to mention this matter in secret, I will not spare it!" After giving the order, Tang Jingzong left the court quickly.

"Retreat"

……

"Dad, how am I doing today?" Back at home, Huang Yingying began to show off in front of his father.

"So-so." Huang Ziqian said while eating chicken legs.

"By the way, you must have more dealings with Fang Tang after you arrive in Youzhou, I feel that this son will definitely make a difference in the future."

"I see, Daddy"

"Okay, get out, don't delay Lao Tzu to eat chicken legs." Huang Ziqian kicked Huang Hero away with a face.

Huang Yingying was packing his luggage in his room when he suddenly remembered someone.

"Where did Gono go?" Huang Yingying asked the next person.

"I guess I'm out on errands." The subordinate said respectfully to Huang Yingying.

"Tell him when Wu Neng comes back, let him prepare to salute and I will go to Youzhou with the young master." After saying this, Huang Yingying thought about it and added another sentence.

"Come with me to see his elder brother."

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