The corners of Murong Qin's heart were flushed, "You blew so loudly at the beginning, you can send me into the palace at any time." Now he is cautious and cautious, not heroic. ”

Zhao Hai smiled and said, "I'm not a hero in the first place. ”

"Of course I told you that before, but I didn't expect you to be able to bring it. I'm starting to prepare now, and it's going to take a little time. ”

"In that case, then I will not accompany you."

"When you have everything ready, then leave a message to the owner of this Yunhai Inn, I am always waiting for your latest news." Murong Qin wanted to leave as soon as she got up, she faintly smelled a hint of monkey playing, and immediately became a little angry.

"Wait a minute, Murong Qinxin, I didn't say how long it would take to prepare!" Zhao Hai stretched out his hand to grab Murong Qin's heart.

Murong Qinxin unexpectedly did not resist Zhao Hai, but frowned and said coldly: "In that case, when are you going to send me in?" ”

Zhao Hai smiled: "Just tonight, how about it?" ”

Murong Qinxin broke away from Zhao Hai's hand and said coldly, "Aren't you playing tricks on me?" You said you wanted a little time to prepare, and now you say you can take me in tonight, do you have a word for it? ”

Zhao Hai smiled and said: "I naturally have accurate words, but you are too anxious and misunderstood." ”

"There is a poetry meeting tonight, and talents from all walks of life in Xianyang City will participate, so naturally I can't be absent."

"After my son finishes participating in the poetry meeting, he will enter the palace to report the situation to His Majesty, and when you get into my carriage, you will naturally be able to enter the palace."

A gleam flashed in Murong Qin's eyes, "Can you really take me into the palace?" ”

Zhao Hai smiled, "I ...... It's really boring, I can take you in. ”

Murong Qin stared straight into Zhao Hai's eyes, as if he was staring at a thief.

But Zhao Hai's gaze was always very calm, looking at Murong Qin and smiling, decent and generous.

"If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do. You have too deep a bitter heart for us royalty. ”

After Murong Qinxin was sure that Zhao Hai was not lying, he said quietly, "Whether there is a mustard or not, it is my business, and you don't need to worry about it." ”

"After this is done, you take your Yangguan Road, and I will take my single-plank bridge. Even if I am unfortunately arrested, I will abide by the morality of the rivers and lakes and will not confess that you are behind the scenes. ”

Zhao Hai smiled, "Since that's the case, then we'll make up our minds, you don't want to go back." After eating with me, we wandered around the street and went to the poetry club in the evening. ”

Murong Qinxin looked at Zhao Hai's face, "I'll confirm it one last time, did you mean that you will send me to the palace tonight?" ”

Zhao Hai nodded, "A word is a certainty, and I will never regret it." ”

"Yes." Murong Qin's heart was light.

Even if Zhao Hai didn't say it, her original plan today was to participate in the poetry meeting and visit celebrities from all walks of life. She is a heroine, but she is not a talented woman, and she still admires these talented masters, especially Cao Jingchun, who writes articles for the poor people.

By the way, she also has plans to seek an opportunity to enter the palace in it.

Soon, the dark night fell, enveloping the entire great capital of Xianyang City.

The Weihe Poetry Society in Xianyang City has quietly opened in the most prosperous place on the Weihe River.

A beautiful palace lamp was released along with the paper boat. On the Wei River, the colorful, intoxicating paper boat palace lanterns are like neon courtyards in the world. Countless people stood on the bridge to cheer and shout, enlivening the atmosphere of the scene.

Dragon boats and lion dance teams appear in the streets and alleys, constantly asking for everyone's applause.

Zhao Hai was originally a little surprised that such an event as the lion dance actually appeared in Daqin so early. It stands to reason that the lion dance only appeared in the Three Kingdoms, but thinking that he himself has crossed over, this Daqin is a little different.

Talented and beautiful couples haunt in pairs, with a faint flush and excitement on their faces.

Murong Qinxin accompanied Zhao Hai, walking on the streets of Xianyang City, watching the lights of thousands of homes flickering, the streets rubbing shoulders one after another, and the river was full of light.

Zhao Hai immediately looked at Murong Qin and said with a smile, "It's beautiful, it's beautiful." ”

I don't know if he's talking about scenery or people.

Murong Qin looked at Zhao Hai with an indifferent expression, and suddenly said to Zhao Hai: "Aren't you a genius? Brother Zhao Menglong, such a beautiful scenery, a beautiful sentence, how can you show your talent? ”

"If you come here, why don't you chant a poem and open my eyes to a vulgar and ugly person?" Murong Qin's words were to embarrass him Zhao Menglong.

In Murong Qinxin's eyes, Zhao Menglong is just a gentleman who has been shaded by his ancestors, working all day and night, wandering around the city, and playing life.

There is a great deviation between such a person and the scholars in her mind who have studied hard for many years and finally won the title of the gold list. But Zhao Menglong actually said that he was a genius, and he had to come to participate in this poetry meeting attended by Mr. Cao Jingchun.

Murong Qinxin naturally wanted to give him a try to see if he was bragging.

At this time, Han Ying, who was wearing a mask on the side, darkened his face. What was Zhao Hai like before, can he not know?

The first emperor was initially decided, and the remnants of the six kingdoms had not yet been cleaned up, so he was busy with government affairs and basically had no time to take care of Zhao Hai.

can only use his limited energy to teach Fusu and a few other intelligent, virtuous, humble and virtuous sons. And Zhao Hai from that time on, he was arrogant and lascivious, lazy and lazy, but he didn't get into the eyes of the first emperor.

Later, Zhao Hai killed almost all his brothers to take the throne, and after taking the throne, he was even more indiscriminate, inactive, and neglected political affairs, so that powerful ministers like Liu Yuan and Zhao Gao climbed up and controlled the courtiers.

If Zhao Hai can chant any eye-catching verses on the spot, Han Ying would rather believe that the rooster will lay eggs and the sow will go up the tree, and Liu Yuan has no ambition.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Hai suddenly smiled in the next second, "Since Miss Murong invited me so kindly, how can I refuse?" ”

"I'll write a poem and give it to Miss Murong."

After finishing speaking, Han Ying suddenly stepped forward to relieve the siege and said, "Master, the old minister saw that you had an upset stomach a few days ago, and you ...... Does your stomach hurt? Do I need to go to Gong? ”

As soon as Zhao Hai heard Han Ying's words, he knew that Han Ying was worried that he would make a fool of himself after he spoke, so he specially gave him a step down.

Zhao Hai smiled: "Where do I have a bad stomach?" ”

"Listen!"

"Thousands of doors are unlocked and thousands of lights are bright, and the emperor will move in mid-June."

"Three hundred people danced with their sleeves, and there was a sound of words in the sky for a while."

After Zhao Hai finished reading the poem, everyone who followed behind him was taken aback.

In some cases, they even fell to the ground and fell into the bushes beside them.

Han Ying also looked at Zhao Hai in disbelief, unable to believe that Zhao Hai still had such talent.