Lu Ming knew what was going on as soon as he heard it, and he had also heard about the people of the Martial Kingdom provoking the Guozijian.

Moreover, after entering the main hall, I also learned from the mouth of the inner attendant that the envoys of the Martial Kingdom would also come to the banquet today.

In addition, the emperor specially brought Yun Yu here, and as soon as he contacted him, he immediately learned the reason.

He smiled and said:

"What benefits did Your Majesty promise for you to make a move?"

Lu Ming still knows a little about Yun Yu's temperament, and he doesn't see rabbits and eagles.

Even if the other party is the emperor, if he wants to let him work, if he doesn't want to shirk it by all means, then he will turn around and ask for benefits.

Such a good opportunity, he doesn't have to pick up a handful of wool to have a ghost.

Yun Yu pursed his lips and looked at him with disdain.

"This is a battle for the country, how can it be like a merchant transaction?"

Lu Ming fought back with the same expression, and said lightly:

"I will tell Your Majesty this sentence later!"

"A thousand acres of fields outside the city!"

Yun Yu is helpless, this guy is so annoying, he has to do a good job of winning glory for the country, and he has to make it smell of copper all over his body.

"How? Are you sure? I heard that the entire Guozijian, down to those students, up to the Taishu, were all defeated by Wu Guo. ”

Lu Ming just smiled at the thousand acres of land, which was just a drop in the bucket for him, and it was not enough to be seen.

It's just that the other party is so powerful, although Yun Yu's poetry is also amazing, but if you want to say that you will win, you may not have so much confidence.

In his eyes, maybe the young man and Yun Yu of the Martial Kingdom were just a moment of brightness.

How would he know that the people standing behind Yun Yu were all kinds of poetry bigwigs from all walks of life in China for thousands of years.

Although I may not remember much about this product, it is still enough to cope with a banquet.

It's really not good, you can't get it complete, and it's not impossible to make some loose stitched poems.

Yun Yu squinted at him and said confidently:

"Look at it, for the sake of the face of the Qianchao Dynasty and the high hopes of His Majesty, Lao Tzu will make the other party speechless later!"

Seeing him look like this, Lu Ming immediately gave him a thumbs up.

But this scene happened to fall in Yuan Qingshu's eyes, he was already full of jealousy that Yun Yu was summoned by the emperor alone, and the seat was so high.

At this time, when he saw Lu Ming giving him a thumbs up, he thought it was a terrible errand, and the jealousy in his heart skyrocketed.

When I think of my birth in a famous family, and I am full of poetry and books, I am even more talented, and any one of them will crush the stinky eighteen streets.

But why did he not only get Lu Ming's friendship, but even the emperor looked at him differently.

The same is true of Yang Wushu who is not far away, but he is deeper than Yuan Qingshu's city mansion, and he will not show the slightest flaw through his expression.

Of course, he didn't know that Yun Yu was talking nonsense at the beginning, and he told all his old bottoms, and he said it exactly at all.

Even the Imperial City Division investigated it clearly and then handed it over to the emperor.

It's just that the emperor has always been more generous to martial artists, so he didn't let people expose him, and as long as martial artists can fight, some careful thinking will not be on the stage after all.

A quarter of an hour later, all the people who had attended the banquet had arrived, and another quarter of an hour the emperor was late.

"The spectrum is really big, let everyone wait so long ......"

Yun Yu complained quietly, and Lu Ming looked at him with tears and laughter.

If the emperor is not big, who is big? The whole world is his, he just makes everyone wait for a day, and no one dares to fart.

"Today is the Lantern Festival, you don't have to be restrained, eat and drink with your heart, I have fun with you!"

Everyone bowed and thanked them, and then the emperor raised his glass, and everyone saluted in return.

After an opening statement, there was song and dance, and Yun Yu was drowsy to watch.

He couldn't appreciate this thing in his previous life, and the same was true in this life, even if the waist of those courtesans twisted so that many of the people present turned red.

But he just couldn't arouse his interest for a long time, picking up the half-hot dishes in front of him and eating them without a bite, snorting with wine, waiting for the good show to come.

Sure enough, after the song and dance, it was the performance time of the envoys of the martial state.

I saw a person standing up in the crowd on the opposite side, walked to the middle of the court, saluted the emperor of the Qianchao Dynasty and said:

"Your Majesty, since it is the Lantern Festival, how can there be singing and dancing without poetry? If you let the people present write poems on the spot, if there is a famous article, it can also become a good story in the future. ”

The people of the Qianchao present all frowned slightly, and the secret way still came.

Everyone knows that this said that everyone should participate, but the famous article, hehe, I am afraid that the other party has already been prepared, with the talent of that young man, needless to say, it will inevitably overshadow the people of the Qianchao.

The emperor sat above and silently looked at the envoys of the Wu Kingdom, and after a while, his stiff face suddenly showed a smile, and he said loudly:

"Good! Everyone present can make poems on the spot, if we also learn from the folk, let's get a poetry conference here, the first name, I appreciate a place outside the city! ”

it!

Many ministers were shocked, why is Your Majesty so confused? Also reward the emperor's village, if the people of the martial arts country win, do you reward it?

If you don't reward it, how can the emperor's face remain? Eat one's word.

Reward, that is a Wuguo person, took a Huangzhuang of the Qianchao, this is a slap in the face.

The envoys of the Wu Kingdom showed joy on their faces, and on the side of the Qianchao, except for the two of them who showed excitement on their faces, they all showed sorrow.

Except for Yun Yu's excitement, he didn't expect the emperor to be so polite and get the emperor to give it to himself.

There is another person, it is Yuan Qingshu, although the outside world is in a uproar, how powerful the Wuguo side is.

But the country prison itself was not taken seriously by him, and it was just a lie, and it happened that he was blessed to his soul in the past few days, and made a poem that can be regarded as a masterpiece.

Take it out at this time, it's the time!

Not only can he show his face in front of everyone, but he also fights the martial arts to win glory for the Qian, and from now on, the emperor will inevitably look down on himself.

Thinking of this, he took the lead in standing up, and then looked down on everyone, and saw that everyone had a sad face, sneering in his heart, a group of bottomless cowards!

looked towards Yun Yu again, and saw this guy looking at the emperor with a smile on his face.

I was suddenly angry in my heart, what does this mean? Satisfied?

Could it be that the emperor made such a play in order to ......

It was only for a moment that he denied what he thought in his heart, impossible, that guy was a person who had never read a book, how could he make a masterpiece.

At this time, many people's eyes looked at him, Yuan Qingshu walked forward with his head held high, and when he reached the middle of the main hall, he said loudly under everyone's gaze:

"Your Majesty, Weichen has a poem about the Lantern Festival, which is just right at the moment, and it can be regarded as a sample for everyone."

The corners of the emperor's mouth twitched, and he nodded:

"Then recite it, and let the secretaries comment on it or two."

Yuan Qingshu was secretly happy in his heart, glanced at Yun Yu slightly proudly, and then said loudly:

"Fifteenth Festival ......"