Ji Wen's words were like sprinkling a handful of salt on the already bloody wound of Da Jin.

The final winner of this poetry meeting was not the Great Jin, but the other five countries led by the Zhou State.

They are already unwilling to stay here and continue to waste time.

They felt that humiliating Dajin was enough to humiliate.

So, even if you continue to tease your opponent, you have no interest in it.

Dugu Cao's eyes became dangerous and cold, but the defeat at the poetry meeting and the defeat on the Wensheng list were again miserab.

makes her seem unconfident whether she accepts or rejects.

The poetry of the Great Jin fell into a disadvantage, and the enemy firmly grasped the initiative.

If you want to continue the poetry club, it is tantamount to self-inflicted humiliation.

But if you agree to Ji Wen's request, it will be equivalent to directly admitting the fiasco of the Great Jin, and you will be led by the nose by the five countries, and the face of a country will be lost.

Above the court, Ji Wen had a faint smile on his face, and he did not change in any way because of his seemingly arrogant words.

As if these were just ordinary things.

It was precisely his indifferent expression that made the Great Jin courtiers angry and angry, eager to tear his face to pieces.

Half an hour later,

Dugu Cao opened his mouth and said, "The Six Nations Poetry Conference has been scheduled for the fifteenth, and this matter has spread all over the world, and it will be held every year in the future. ”

"Proposing to leave halfway is not only a matter of distrust, but also a matter of ignorance of etiquette, does the ambassador think so?"

Let's talk about the five countries' treachery, and then talk about Ji Wen's rudeness.

Can't fault the slightest.

The smile on Ji Wen's face froze slightly, and then bowed slightly, "What His Majesty the Emperor said is very true, it is Ji Wen's rudeness." ”

"In that case, the Six Nations Poems will continue as usual."

Dugu Cao nodded, did not speak again, but looked at the Great Jin courtiers below, looked at everyone's faces, and nodded at the eunuchs beside him.

The eunuch then said loudly, "If there is something to do, there is nothing to retreat ......."

The voice fell,

There was silence in the Taihe Palace.

Dugu Cao got up and left the dragon chair.

On the way back to the imperial study, Dugu Cao scattered the palace maids and eunuchs around him, and his whole body seemed to be shrouded in thousands of years of ice.

There was an ice-blue glow in her eyes, and with each step, a layer of frost spread out under her feet.

Back in the imperial study, Dugu Cao took off his makeup, and there was a little more tiredness on his graceful and majestic white face.

She leaned against the soft collapse and was silent for a long time.

On the other hand, after the courtiers of the Great Jin Dynasty dispersed, they lost their interest in talking and became silent.

Today, the Five Kingdoms actually humiliated them in the court of the Great Jin.

But they couldn't refute a word.

If it weren't for the fact that in the end, the queen mother barely saved face, stood on the number of courtesies, and rejected the unreasonable request of Zhou Guojiwen.

Da Jin really wants to lose his face in the court.

In terms of strategy and strategy, they are quite good at governing the dynasty, but this time, the sore foot of the poem was caught, and it was really impossible to resist.

I was so aggrieved that I wanted to die.

On the other hand, the faces of the other five countries are more or less with a little smile.

In particular, Zhou Guo's envoy team couldn't help but chuckle out loud after returning to his residence.

Ji Wen and the two third-grade Confucians of the Zhou Kingdom entered the inner hall.

"His Royal Highness Prince Wen, is this temptation a bit too much?" A slightly taller third-grade Confucian asked softly.

Ji Wen shook his head, "It's okay, they don't dare to turn their faces with us at this time." ”

"The situation in the Jin Kingdom is different from that of my Great Zhou, and the royal family is actually subject to the academy."

"And in order to live forever, the emperor ignored the government for more than ten years, and finally let a woman sit on the dragon chair, which is really interesting."

He always had a faint smile on his face, "I am in the court, and I am not talking about the queen's mother, but His Majesty the emperor." ”

"Did you notice? Those Great Jin courtiers are not different colors. ”

As soon as these words came out, the two third-grade Confucians were stunned, and soon discovered the problem, "What ......does His Royal Highness Prince Wen mean?" ”

"The Jin Kingdom is even weaker than we imagined." Ji Wen sat on the chair at the top, "A female streamer sat on the throne, but there is obviously another emperor in this country. ”

"Their royalty can never be monolithic."

"I was worried that this woman was a puppet who was pushed out, but it turned out that this was not the case."

As he spoke, he seemed to remember something, and the smile on his face had more unclear meanings.

"Although the appearance of their empress is not to say that the country is captivating, she is also a generation of beauties."

"And there is cultivation for the body, under the longevity of two or three hundred years, the age of thirty is no different from a woman in the prime of peach and plum."

"After he takes this Jin Kingdom in the future, this woman can be my maid."

The two third-grade Confucians both nodded, "The daughter of the broken country, it is her blessing to be the maid of His Royal Highness the Prince of Wen." ”

……

The news of the Five Kingdoms' request to directly end the Six Nations Poetry Society was known to everyone the next day.

The entire capital city was boiling in an instant.

For a while, the originally desperate heart suddenly burned with anger.

Men, women, young and old, as well as scribes and commoners, all felt as if they had been slapped a few times.

The face hurts hotly.

The heart is depressed, angry, but powerless.

A lot of people have never been so humiliated as they are today.

And such humiliation is not just for one person or two, but for the entire Great Jin.

The opponent looked down on Da Jin, and he didn't even have the interest of wasting time here.

Because of this news, the whole capital was once again full of manic depression.

The heart was full of holes that had been impacted, and now it was filled with anger.

"I grass his ancestors! Rite mother's! I'm going to kill those scraps! ”

A martial artist with a knife was about to rush to Yong'an Gate.

"Now that you're attacking the Imperial City, why don't you want to die!?" His companion hurriedly grabbed him.

"Are you just going to let the enemy trample on us like this?" Takeo asked angrily.

"Of course not, wait until the evening, when they return to their residence!" The companion gestured,

"After the sun sets, the day's poetry meeting is over, and the scribes of the five kingdoms will leave the imperial city, and their residences will be arranged in the original palace of Prince Liang."

"Prince Liang's mansion is not ...... imperial city"

When Takefu heard this, he immediately put away his sword, "Understood." ”

"Grandma's, let those crumbs live a little longer."

And such a scene is just the tip of the iceberg in the capital.

The flames of anger scorched everyone in the capital.

More and more people are looking at the scribes of the Five Kingdoms.

Since you won't let us have a good time, why should we talk to you about etiquette again?

Don't these people know that the five countries all have three great Confucians?

But in the face of such humiliation, anyone who is a little bloody can't sit still.

The ninth day of the Six Nations Poetry Society ended in the wrath of the people.

The scribes who came from all over the country, as well as the scribes of the Jin Kingdom who were originally stranded in the capital, were racking their brains to write poems.

Although it still can't shake the top of the current six lists, the momentum it shows can't wait to devour the scribes of the other five countries alive.

Ji Wen walked back to his residence and found that there were more Jin people watching around him than usual.

And the depression and despair in his eyes are not nothing, but they are occupied by another emotion called anger and even hatred.

When he returned to his residence, he sent out to inquire about the situation and told him what had been heard.

A third-grade Confucian frowned slightly, "Who leaked the news?" This is to roast us on a fire. ”

"The way ordinary people look at us today has completely changed."

Ji Wen leaned back in his chair and waved his hand, "It's okay, don't worry." ”

"There are two enshrined here, unless it is the academy of the Jin Kingdom and we tear our faces, what is the use of just relying on those ordinary people?"

"I suspect that the Jin court deliberately leaked the news."

Another Sanpin Confucian quickly figured out the key, "This is to borrow our hands to temper the hatred and anger of their people and gather people's hearts." ”

Ji Wen smiled and nodded, "I'm not afraid of refining these scribes and people of the Jin Kingdom to death." ”

"If anger is useful, what is it more than poetry? The Wen Sheng List might as well be replaced with the Anger List......"

"If you want to borrow our hands and gather people's hearts, I want to completely subdue them!"

"No matter how crazy these Jin scribes are, in the end, they can only watch me take away their luck......"

"I'd like to see what hearts they can gather?"