The last fig leaf of the Great Jin was also ripped off.

The Wensheng List and the Six Nations Poetry Society were completely defeated.

Now, those irascible people who want to kill people are also silent.

The poetry meeting is just around the corner, and it may be useful to do it, but it's a big deal.

Kewen Shengbang, who to look for?

Not to mention the fiasco of the Six Nations Poetry Society, the Wensheng List also fell from ninth to fifteenth.

Under the weight of such a defeat, the hearts of countless scribes were extinguished, and they could not move.

At this time, Dajin is like a fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered, facing a group of jackals, tigers and leopards, and there is no chance to resist at all.

On the seventh day of the Poetry Society of the Six Nations,

For the first time, the early dynasty was not held.

Dugu Cao sat in the imperial study, without any makeup, his face was haggard, his face was extremely pale, and his eyes were also dull.

After more than ten years of hard work, trembling and trembling on thin ice, but because of poetry, the good situation fell short.

She suddenly lifted the table in front of her, unable to get up, and the green silk fell to her calves like a waterfall.

The whole person reveals a sense of sadness.

"Could it be...... Is there really going to be a war? ”

"Li Changan, where the hell are you!?"

"You...... Obviously not dead......"

……

The high-ranking officials in the capital were also in chaos.

All of them are going crazy, noisy chickens and dogs.

They are in official positions and are closely related to the fortunes of the Great Jin Kingdom, and once they lose their luck, they will become ordinary scribes.

And there will be backlash, which even the scribes may not be able to do.

"Damn! Is there no one to shoot again? ”

"Now that Dajin has reached the point of life and death, it will be really too late if he doesn't make a move."

"The Wensheng List was defeated in March, and the Six Nations Poetry Society was defeated again, don't look at the great Jin still has a lot of luck, and how many times can it withstand exploitation?"

"Unless you go to war now!"

"Even if there is a war, the Wen Shengbang will not be broken, and the luck of the Great Jin will still be lost!"

"What about those people from the Hanlin Academy? Can't they write poetry? ”

……

The same is true for the four courtyards and one prison, it is really gloomy, and the gloom is frustrated on the brow, and it can't be calmed down.

There were so many scribes, so many Wenzong masters, but they were defeated in the hands of the scribes of the other five countries, and the total was less than a hundred.

It's like a slap in the face.

The other party, especially Ji Wen of the Zhou State, has the momentum to suppress the poetry of the Six Kingdoms by himself.

"What do we do next? Is that all there is to it? ”

"Poetry reaches this level, and it is not based on the number of people or the age that can be smoothed out."

"That Ji Wen and Jiang Xing are both the top poetry talents in the world, unless we also have such poetry talents, otherwise we can only watch."

"The Six Nations Poetry Society lasts for one more day now, and Dajin will be whipped for one more day."

"If it continues like this, the backbone of the Great Jin scribe will be broken!"

"What can be done if the skills are not as good as others?"

"Prepare for war!"

"According to the current trend, if we can't stop the loss of luck before October this year, war will be inevitable!"

At this time, the three-grade Confucians in the four courtyards and one prison could only think about the situation in a more serious direction.

War seems to have become the last resort.

……

At the same time, outside the capital, a team of horse-drawn carriages was slowly driving into the city gate.

In the carriage at the head, Gu Weidao lifted the curtain of the carriage door and looked up at the towering city wall, with a complicated look in his eyes.

It has been seventeen years since he last left the capital.

I didn't expect that there would be a chance to return here in this life.

It was Song Siren who drove the car, and the guys around the carriage were also members of the Han spy department.

The second carriage behind, two sisters, Liu Zhiyin and Liu Linglong, also looked out of the window.

This was their first time in the capital, and it was also the first time they had seen such a huge and majestic city.

Compared to the capital, Dongyue County, which should have been large, has become like a small town.

Not worth mentioning at all.

However, the second daughter didn't look too much, and quickly lowered the curtain.

After that, several carriages followed, all of which were disguised as merchants from the Ministry of Gold.

After the carriage entered the capital, it quickly dispersed.

Under the guidance of the spy department, the first two carriages came to Huashengmen, about five or six miles east of the imperial city, where there were two small mansions, which had already been cleaned up.

"Master, Chang'an...... When can I come to Beijing? ”

After Liu Zhiyin put down the salute, he took Liu Linglong to greet Gu Weidao, but he couldn't help but ask.

"He's on his way, he'll be there soon, you just have to be patient here." Gu Weidao said with a smile,

"I've been waiting for so many years, are you still a few days away?"

"But these days, you try to go out as little as possible, and after he comes to the capital, the big thing can be decided."

Liu Zhiyin bowed and said, "Bosom friend understands." ”

Gu Weidao reminded Liu Linglong by the way, "Linglong, you can't be lazy in martial arts these days. ”

"Linglong knows, Master." A few years have passed, and Liu Linglong is not as jumpy as before, but the liveliness in her temperament has not been worn out, but has only been restrained a little.

Liu Zhiyin took Liu Linglong by the hand, and after saluting Gu Weidao, he returned to his courtyard.

About half an hour later,

There was a knock on Gu Weidao's courtyard door.

When I opened the door, it turned out to be Zhang Fugui.

"Old Gu, why did you only arrive today?" Zhang Fugui walked into the courtyard and asked.

Gu Weidao smiled, "There was a delay on the way." ”

"Chang'an, he's really coming to the capital?" Zhang Fugui glanced around and asked in a low voice.

Gu Weidao nodded, "I'll be here soon, his master has already gone to greet him." ”

"That's good, that's good!" Zhang Fugui kept rubbing his hands happily, "Old Gu, you don't know, I've been suffocated to death in the past few days." ”

"The scribes of the other five countries simply pressed us to the ground and trampled on us."

"Dajin Shiwen was defeated, and he didn't even have the ability to fight back."

"Only when Chang'an comes over can we beat them down."

Gu Weidao also said with a smile, "The Six Nations Poetry Conference will be held for fifteen days, and Chang'an will definitely be able to come to the capital before that." ”

"As long as he comes, there will be no problems with the Six Nations Poetry Society."

Zhang Fugui picked up a stool and sat down, "That Zhou Guo's name is Ji Wen, he is really strong, and one person occupies three of the six lists, which scares the individual to death." ”

"Chang'an can really do it?"

Gu Weidao nodded affirmatively, "Don't worry, it will definitely work!" ”

……

And at this very moment,

The three-rank Confucian of the Zhou State asked to meet the Empress of the Great Jin Dynasty.

So on the eighth day of the Poetry Society of the Six Nations,

The envoys from the five countries, including the Zhou State, came to the Taihe Palace.

The first to walk out of the team and open his mouth was not the Sanpin Confucian, nor the other scribes of the Four Kingdoms, but Zhou Guoji Wen,

"Ji Wen has seen His Majesty the Emperor of the Jin Kingdom."

Dugu Cao looked at this suave and outstanding Ji Wen, "The ambassador is exempt." ”

Ji Wen hugged his fists and said, "Ji Wen hopes to end the Six Nations Poetry Conference early." ”

The ministers in the Taihe Hall couldn't help but look at each other, and a whispered discussion sounded in the Taihe Palace.

"The Six Nations Poetry Meeting lasted for 15 days, and this was decided after the original discussion, why did the ambassador suddenly change?" Dugu Cao frowned slightly and asked.

Ji Wen had a smile on his face, "There is no suspense about this Six Nations Poetry Meeting, and if it continues, it will only delay time, and it is meaningless." ”

As soon as these words came out, the courtiers of the Great Jin Dynasty could no longer care about the court's courtesy, and there was an uproar.

This son, how dare you humiliate me like this!?