Qin Yufeng was stunned, and turned his head sharply to look at Zhao Kang who looked like he was splashing.

Is he speaking for himself?

Everyone was shocked!

What kind of foul language is this!

Is it really okay for you to curse like this on such a formal occasion?

Sure enough, Mrs. Zhao was so angry that he smoked: "You, you, you!" ”

"You, you're fucking you!"

Zhao Kang picked up the wine glass and threw it over, hitting it directly on the head of Mrs. Zhao, the old man was stunned, and he didn't expect Zhao Kang to do it.

Immediately shouted.

"Your Majesty! Look at this guy! The matter of copying poems is already dirty, and he still dares to commit murder! ”

"Your Majesty, you want to be the master of the old minister!"

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Her Majesty the Empress was trembling with anger, she didn't expect a banquet to become like this!

Before she could speak, Zhao Kang, who was already angry, scolded so angrily: "What if you old dog beats you!" Qin Yufeng is a Qingqi person, what's wrong? Eat your rice? ”

"Lao Tzu has redeemed her, he is innocent now, Lao Tzu's person! You old dog spews all over your mouth, and the people who scold Lao Tzu won't let Lao Tzu beat you? ”

"If the world is good, who XX mother is willing to live in the Qinglou! Selling a smile and pleasing people? ”

"You think you're a bastard? If I'm not mistaken, your son just took an Oiran from the Qinglou the year before last, right? Didn't you old dog take a room from Qinglou three years ago? ”

"I'm old and still playing so much! Aren't you afraid that one day you will die in your aunt's belly? ”

"A belly of obscene goods of male thieves and prostitutes, and I look down on this and that all day long, Lao Tzu will give you a poem to listen to."

"Eighteen brides and eighty langs, pale hair and red makeup! The mandarin ducks are lined into pairs, and a pear flower presses begonias. Thank you for sending it to you! ”

Poof.

Mrs. Zhao's eyes were stunned and he was directly vomited blood, which frightened the people around him and hurriedly comforted him.

Three years ago, she married a woman from a Qinglou as her aunt's wife, which was a joke in the imperial capital, but no one usually dared to joke about it.

He didn't expect Zhao Kang to talk about it, and he even wrote a poem!

He was sure that after tonight, this poem would circulate in the imperial capital!

"Zhao Kang thief, the old man will never die with you!" Mrs. Zhao roared with blood on the corner of his mouth.

At this time, someone laughed out loud, and everyone was shocked and looked back to see that it was Xiao Xuance.

At this time, you can laugh, it is worthy of two hundred and five.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, especially the eldest sister's murderous gaze, Xiao Xuance hurriedly restrained her.

"Never die? Your son is dead, and Lao Tzu is alive and well. ”

Zhao Kang snorted coldly, and immediately said: "Your Majesty, Mrs. Zhao and Mrs. Yang slandered me so much, if you don't give an explanation, tomorrow Wendou will go who likes to go, and I, Zhao Kang, will not serve!" ”

Hearing this, Xiao Linglong was taken aback, and Taishi Yang sneered: "Look, it has been exposed by us, so I want to use such words to shirk it." ”

"Old lady!" Xiao Linglong was furious.

Yang Taishi didn't care, on this day he and Zhao Taifu were conspiring, and both of them felt that Zhao Kang must have written the inscription chrysanthemum when a blind cat met a dead mouse.

That's all.

The last two fights will definitely not be won.

But no matter whether he wins or loses, Zhao Kang has already won one, that is the hero of Qianguo, and everyone who loses to Zhang Zi will only think that he is still glorious despite defeat.

Therefore, both of them felt that they had to make this guy stink and make him bear the stigma of copying poetry, although this poem was indeed copied.

If Zhao Kang loses the next two games again, he will be abused and spurned by countless people.

That's why we have today.

He Yang Taishi was in charge of the entire Hanlin Academy before he became the third prince, and it was not too easy to frame Zhao Kang.

And the key thing is that there is no conclusive evidence at all.

So he can rest assured that he can boldly slander.

"Your Majesty Zhao Kang is better than Zhang Zi with a stolen poem, if this matter spreads, the whole world will laugh at my great talent, and the old man will never allow anyone to corrupt my great style!"

Master Yang's face was righteous and his words seemed to be standing on the moral high ground.

King Chen shook his head, "If Zhao Kang can't come up with any evidence in this matter, I'm afraid he will be confirmed." ”

The rest of the princes also nodded, since ancient times, literati don't use knives to commit murder!

At this time, Zhao Kang smiled and looked at Yang Taishi: "Did you say that I copied it, and I copied it?" Do you have a big face? ”

Master Yang was extremely angry, and his student Wen Ling sighed: "Why is Brother Zhao like this? It's just a poem, and I don't care about it. What's more, Brother Zhao also used him to win against Zhang Zi, and he was actually very happy. ”

What a green tea!

Zhao Kang smiled angrily, this guy is really insidious, taking retreat as advance.

Sure enough, many people in the audience have begun to doubt.

Seeing this, Xiao Linglong hurriedly said: "Enough! I believe that Zhao Kang will not do such a thing, so don't talk about it anymore. ”

Seeing that Xiao Linglong was about to make a final decision, Mrs. Zhao said directly: "That's not good, Your Majesty." This matter is related to my reputation, how can I forget it like this! ”

Xiao Xuan was furious: "Lao Tzu doesn't believe that Zhao Kang would do such a thing, you are slandering!" ”

"Evidence must be told in everything, Your Royal Highness. Unless Zhao Kang can come up with evidence! Master Yang sneered.

The Hanlin Academy also said to those who were instigated.

"That's it!"

"Unless you can write a poem comparable to the chrysanthemum!"

"If you can't write it, admit it honestly!"

They look arrogant, my Hanlin Academy is a holy place that people in the world yearn for, we scholars say that you are copying, then you are copying, isn't it!

At this time,

Zhao Kang slapped the table, startling everyone, thinking that he was going to hit someone again, especially Mrs. Zhao and Mrs. Yang hurriedly dodged.

Both of them are in their seventies and eighties, if Zhao Kang jumps over and beats people, it won't take them to report to Lord Yama in a few clicks.

As a result, he saw Zhao Kang get up: "Yes! Lao Tzu did copy the poem, and Lao Tzu copied more than this chrysanthemum! ”

"Don't you want poetry? Lao Tzu for you! Yufeng, prepare pen and ink, Lao Tzu will copy it to them! ”

Qin Yufeng immediately left, and the Taishi Taifu was shocked, not knowing what this guy was going to do.

Xiao Linglong's face was nervous: "Zhao Kang." ”

"Your Majesty, don't say it, isn't it just a broken poem? I'll give you as much as you want! ”

After a while, the pen and ink were ready, Zhao Kang waved his pen, and the pen walked the dragon and snake, exuding an amazing momentum.

A scholar quietly came to the back to see what Zhao Kang had written.

"You don't see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning......"

This is going to be into the wine!

"Golden Bottle Sake Bucket Ten Thousand ......"

It's hard to walk

"Ten steps to kill a person, a thousand miles without staying!"

It's chivalrous

The word dragon Xin abandoned the disease! Yue Wangye's full river red! Su Dongpo's water tune song head......

Poetry Immortal Li Taibai, Poetry Saint Du Fu, Poetry Demon Bai Juyi......

A Chinese classic beats under Zhao Kang's pen!

Zhao Kang's pen moved faster and faster, and his handwriting was almost frenzied, and more and more people gathered behind Zhao Kang, looking at the poems he wrote one by one.

Taishi Yang and Taifu Zhao realized that something was wrong.

At this time, Zhao Kang closed his pen and ended with the poem Saint Du Fu's Wangyue, a sentence at a glance of the mountains, finished writing, grabbed the written poem and sprinkled it into the sky, and threw the pen in his hand.

"Stare at your dog's eyes and take a good look, take it and ask Zhang Sheng, which of these poems can he beat! Hallym Temple? He~tui！ ”