"Good Mr. Lin, it's a little stingy for me to give wine again this time, so let's reward you with a request, Mr. Lin can choose the reward at will, and I will not respond to it." Li Jing has never been a stingy person, so he immediately appreciated it.

What a good opportunity, official positions, gold coins, cloth, and little stars began to appear in the eyes of many people, looking at Lin Feng with envy and hatred.

"The grass people have nothing else to ask for, but to ask the saint to read the three words of the grass people again." Lin Feng held up the other pieces of paper that he had just written and knelt down in front of Li Jing.

"Oh, bring it on." Li Jing felt that he couldn't fathom this Lin Feng again, and reached out to take the three pieces of paper.

From the first glance, Li Jing's face became unpleasant, and when he turned the page again, his face became iron-blue, and when he reached the last page, his face improved slightly, his face was still sinking like water, and he got up and said, "Lin Feng, Congjia, you come in with me." After saying that, he walked straight to the small hall next to him, and ordered the guards to block the door.

The situation changed rapidly, and it was like a silent earthquake in the hall at this time, and everyone was dumbfounded, looking at each other, not knowing why. Only Han Xizai glanced thoughtfully at the small hall, and the old god was still pouring himself a drink on the ground.

Li Jing sat heavily on the brocade stool, looked at Lin Feng coldly, and waved the poem in his hand: "What a bold Lin Feng, what are your intentions?" ”

Li Yu was a little inexplicable, stepped forward and took the papers, flipped through them, only glanced at them twice, and he immediately understood. Those three poems were also borrowed by Lin Feng, but the taste and artistic conception all changed.

The first song is a song "Telling the Golden Gate" written by Li Haogu in the Southern Song Dynasty: "After the rain, it is a red vein." The swallow returns to embroider the curtain, and the old nest has nowhere to be found. Who toils in Yuguan? Who sings and dances in the Jade Tower? If the dust can be blown away, the east wind will wait for ten thousand households. ”

This poem is Li Haogu who saw that the Southern Song Dynasty monarchs and ministers directly regarded Hangzhou as Bianzhou, and regardless of the foreign captives stepping forward and still only caring about drinking and having fun, he made it angrily. Your country is also in crisis, but you don't work hard, and you drink here all day long. Li Yu couldn't help but shake his head.

The second song is to directly take Li Yu's famous work "Breaking the Array" in the future, namely: "In the past 40 years, the family and the country, three thousand miles of mountains and rivers, Fengge Longlou and Xiaohan, Yushu Qiongzhi as smoke." I have known how to fight.

Once he was classified as a captive, his waist and temples were consumed. It is the day of the hasty resignation of the temple, and the church still plays a parting song. Weeping to Gong E. It seems that this poem must have triggered some of Li Jing's bad imaginations.

The third song is Su Shi's masterpiece "Jiang Chengzi": "The old man talks about juvenile madness. The left leads the yellow, the right Qingcang, the brocade hat mink Qiu, and the thousand horses roll Pinggang. In order to repay the city, follow the Taishou, shoot the tiger in person, and watch Sun Lang. The wine is still open. Sideburns are slightly creamy, so what's the matter! In the clouds, when will Feng Tang be sent? Will hold the bow like a full moon, look northwest, and shoot the wolf. ”

This poem looks full of pride, but I really don't know what Lin Feng's intention is to dedicate these three poems in such order. Li Yu also looked at Lin Feng in puzzlement.

The air in the small hall dropped to freezing, but Lin Feng was not afraid, he looked at Li Jing and his son calmly, and said unhurriedly: "The grass people are reckless, please calm your anger." These three poems were written by the grass people when they were watching the water by the river a few days ago.

At that time, the grass people faced the mighty water, with their backs to Jinling City, and there happened to be a boat parked in front of them, and the people under the boat were bidding farewell. The grass people suddenly sighed with emotion, in the past, Sun Hao of Wu State and Chen Shubao of the Southern Dynasty were trapped in the southern corner, and they were captured by the northern Haoqiang at the end, and they should have been escorted to the big ship by the Jinling River, but it was a pity that this rich land in Jiangdong was born, so he generously made the second poem first. At this time, a flower boat turned into the Yangtze River from the Qinhuai River, and the singing of the singer was faintly heard on the boat, and I couldn't help but sigh, Sun Hao and Chen Shubao went from the king of a country to the prisoner, and their hearts were naturally miserable, but I am afraid that there will also be a merchant girl next to him who still sings the flowers in the backyard, so he angrily made the first song. Lin Feng ignored Li Jing's increasingly blue face and said to himself.

At this time, Lin Feng's heart was actually pounding. He is gambling, betting that Li Jing has the heart to be strong at this time, and he is unwilling to follow Sun and Chen's heart. If the bet is wrong, he, Lin Feng, ridiculed the current saint in public for stepping on the life of the emperor of the country, and ran into a slightly bastard master, how many heads he had was not enough to cut off.

"But I thought that as a generous man, I would be willing to accept my fate if I didn't tie my hands. Even if you are old and your temples are frosty, you must draw your sword and fight. So I moved on to the third poem. After Lin Feng finished speaking, he began to kowtow violently, making a bang.

"The branches of the phoenix are gone, the birds are scattered, and the trees are still standing. His Majesty, the rut of the former teacher, the ring of the latter teacher. In the past, Cao Cao's million-strong army attacked Jiangdong and fought against him near Jinling, and all the ministers of Eastern Wu surrendered, but Sun Quan, the lord of Eastern Wu, could never surrender. When the courtiers descend, it is nothing more than a change of kowtow to the object, but to whom does the lord of a country descend? How to deal with yourself? Lin Feng shouted loudly, and continued to add heavy magic codes, which made Li Jing and Li Yu's faces turn from iron blue to pale.

"Your Majesty, my Tang Dynasty inherited the prosperity of the former Tang Dynasty, since the Liezong, recuperation, developed commerce, vigorous culture, national strength is unique, wealth is incomparable, the north is endless, this is a good foundation laid by my emperor's painstaking efforts, my Tang Dynasty swept the world, it is also expected."

Lin Feng said while looking at the faces of the two fathers and sons, and when he saw that Li Jing's face gradually turned bloody, his words immediately changed sharply: "The journey of a hundred miles is ninety and a half, but at this time, my Datang has reached the most dangerous moment: like the water in the kettle is boiling, and the swimming fish don't know; If the building is about to topple, and the occupants are not aware of it. At this time, insist on working hard to reach the top of the slope is a glorious tomorrow, if you relax a little, your feet will fly down and fall, and the result will be an abyss. Fighting for the world is never allowed to take a break in the middle of the journey. ”

"The development of the country is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat, you will stick to it without lying on your salary, you will not have the tenacity of lying on ice and snow, and you will not be able to resist the wind without frost, and success will gradually drift away." Lin Feng continued to raise his voice.

"Sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat." Li Jing's face lost its bloodshot color again, and he muttered. For what, for what, the people around me never mention this? Could it be that he was really drunk by the glass of glory and prosperity in front of him?

Li Yu was also really stung, yes, if there is really such a day, the courtiers are lowered, and the master is changed, and the people are lowered, and they are just changed to a tax object, what about their own father and son?

"Mr. Lin, please get up, and please ask Mr. Lin for advice." Today's Li Jing has gone from joy at the beginning to anger, and then to fear now, and his mood is like a roller coaster. He shook his head, trying hard to shake off the feeling of prostration and powerlessness, and for the first time he sincerely called Lin Feng Mr. Lin, before, it was just a kind of politeness and politeness of the monarch to his subjects.

"The grass people don't dare. The grass people were displaced, and they were fortunate to get acquainted with King Zheng, and they were blessed by His Majesty, so they should do their best and do their best. The grass people want to ask His Majesty to make a choice? After Lin Feng finished speaking, he showed up the last piece of paper that had been crumpled in his hand.