Chapter 22: I'll Copy Your Mother!

"Sima Gongzi..."

"Childe, how are you?"

"Childe !!"

"Your Royal Highness Princess, Childe is out of breath..."

Several civil officials in the Wu State Mission hurriedly stepped forward to support Sima Junde, and when they probed their noses, they found that Sima Junde had lost his breath, so they were shocked!

"King Han!"

"What do you mean?"

Princess Utina turned blue with anger and said, "You are murder!" ”

Saying that, Princess Utina looked at Emperor Fengjing angrily and said, "Your Majesty Emperor Dafeng, your prince openly murdered my talented son of Wu State, and I hope you will punish him severely." ”

"Yes, this is a naked murder, and I hope His Majesty the Emperor will give us an explanation."

"Your Majesty the Emperor, if you don't severely punish this thief, how can you serve the people?"

"His Majesty the Emperor Dafeng..."

Emperor Fengjing held back a smile and looked at Guo Tianyi.

also gave Guo Tianyi a look.

Good son, you just do it.

What's the matter, Lao Tzu will carry it for you.

"Jokes." Guo Tianyi comprehended and said domineeringly, "It's really a big joke in the world." ”

"King Han, what do you mean?" Princess Utina said angrily, "Obviously, you are angry with our Sima Junde talent, and you still want to shirk responsibility?" ”

"Yoh?"

"This king is angry with this waste?"

"He's worthy?"

"This king just gave him a question, and this king also made a couplet, this guy is not as good as a person who broke out and died of heart disease, what is the matter with this king?"

"How?"

"Could it be that you Wu Guo is cowardly?"

Guo Tianyi waved his hand and said disdainfully, "If you are cowardly, you will quickly let go of my Dafeng, and don't be embarrassed here." ”

"Hahaha..."

"Hahaha..."

In the court, there was a lot of laughter.

Even the King of Wei had a hint of admiration for Guo Tianyi, but it was limited to that.

Although he wanted to put Guo Tianyi to death several times, he also thought that Guo Tianyi was really good at facing Wu Guo at this moment.

At least a few words will anger a Wu Guoren, he can't do it if he asks himself.

But on the contrary, the jealousy and jealousy in his heart have also deepened.

"Cowardice?"

"How can I, Wu Guo, be intimidated?"

Princess Utina said indignantly, "Don't be rampant, even if you win the first game, then you may not be able to win the second game!" ”

"Oh?" Guo Tianyi looked at Utina and said with a smile, "If this king remembers correctly, the second game of the Wendou is a fight of poetry and songs, right?" ”

I'm not afraid of this thing.

For 5,000 years in China, what poems, fairy poems, ghost poems, and poems and poems of demons came at your fingertips.

Let yourself be a copyist and carry forward Chinese culture in this parallel time and space!

"Yes."

"But Princess Ben promises you'll regret it, so it's better to surrender as soon as possible."

Utina sneered, looking at Guo Tianyi and eager to eat it alive.

If it weren't for Guo Tianyi, why would he spend so much time?

"Huh."

"Who gave you the confidence?"

"It is a mule or a horse, pulling it out and slipping, and practice is the only criterion for testing the truth."

Guo Tianyi raised his middle finger at Utina and gestured.

"You....!"

Utina didn't know what the gesture meant, but she could tell it was insulting.

The Manchu Dynasty civil and military also covered their mouths and smiled.

It seems that they feel that as long as Guo Tianyi is here, everyone is like taking a reassuring pill.

"Your Highness the Princess."

"This time, the old man will come to meet His Royal Highness the King of Han."

The white-bearded old man, who had not spoken all this time, stood up and stroked his beard.

"There's Teacher Lao."

Utina saluted the white-bearded old man, and then smiled confidently.

"For the sake of my Wu country, it's all within the old man's business."

The white-bearded old man smiled, and immediately looked at Guo Tianyi, "His Royal Highness the King of Han, the old man's surname is Liu, his name is Yiheng, and his name is Qinglu Jushi." ”

"What?"

"Are you Liu Yiheng?"

Zhou Wenhan, a scholar of the Hanlin Academy, exclaimed, "Could it be that Wu State literary giant, a poet who wrote hundreds of poems in his life?" ”

"Is that him?"

"No wonder the teacher who can be a princess turns out to be the poet fairy Liu Yiheng."

"His Royal Highness the King of Han, this person should not be underestimated..."

"Wu Guoren, do you want to be shameless, Liu Yiheng, you are even more disrespectful to the old, you are close to the sixtieth birthday, is it fair for you to come up?"

"That is, you have studied for seventy years, and our Royal Highness the King of Han is only twenty years old this year..."

“.....。”

“.....。”

Dafeng Wenchen all knew some of the situation in the literary world, and when they heard Liu Yiheng's name, their faces changed greatly.

His Royal Highness King Han is talented.

But you're only twenty years old?

This old thing has lived to be seventy years old, and has eaten more food than His Royal Highness the King of Han has eaten.

Can it be fair?

And he wrote hundreds of poems in his lifetime, and several of them are masterpieces, how can it be fair?

"Yi'er..."

Emperor Feng Jing was also shocked, looked at Guo Tianyi and stopped talking.

Even he felt that although his son was talented, he was not necessarily the opponent of this old thing, and there should be old people such as Yan Xiliang to deal with it.

"His Royal Highness the King of Han, why don't you come this old man?" Prime Minister Yan Xiliang also understood what the emperor meant, and looked at Guo Tianyi and said.

"Father, Elder Yan, don't worry."

Guo Tianyi was neither humble nor arrogant, "What kind of bullshit poet immortal, according to this king, he is a wasted waste." ”

Hearing this, although Emperor Fengjing, Yan Xiliang and others admired Guo Tianyi's courage, they also felt that Guo Tianyi was a little too exaggerated.

But how could they know that Guo Tianyi had an encyclopedia of 5,000 years of China in his mind?

"Third brother, don't mess around." King Wei frowned and said, "It's a matter of national affairs, how can you be reckless and competitive?" ”

"Second brother, this king can't do it, can you do it?"

"No, you're coming?"

Guo Tianyi's eyes were full of sarcasm, and he looked at King Wei and said, "The king of the circle and the Tao may not be as good as you, but the king of poetry and poetry has not been afraid of anyone." ”

"You..."

King Wei was so angry that he was speechless, and he couldn't hear Guo Tianyi talking about what he secretly stumbled over a few days ago.

"Hahaha."

"His Royal Highness the King of Han is worthy of being a young talent, whether the old man is a wasted person, His Royal Highness will know when he tries it."

Liu Yiheng is an old fox after all, and he didn't have a trace of anger even if Guo Tianyi ridiculed him, and said lightly, "In the first game of this game, the old man asked His Highness to make a move, and His Highness improvised a poem with any thing of Meilan Bamboo Chrysanthemum in a stick of incense, so that everyone can judge?" ”

"What?"

"A stick of incense?"

"Your Highness, are you sure?"

Seeing this, Taiwei Wang Yuan was also nervous, and looked at Guo Tianyi worriedly.

No wonder he is worried, the Manchu civil and military are worried.

Although His Royal Highness the King of Han has sprung up, he has never written poetry before.

I did a lot of limericks.

But none of that is on the table.

After all, what is he facing at this moment is a giant in the literary world of Wu Guo?

"Heh~"

"Old thing."

"Why do you need a stick of incense?"

"This king has become a poem step by step!"

Guo Tianyi smiled coldly, flicked his sleeves, and stepped out, and then Lang Lang's voice waved:

"Wind and rain send spring back, and snow welcomes spring."

"It's already a cliff full of ice, and there are still flowers and branches."

"Pretty doesn't compete for spring, only reports spring."

"When the mountains are full of flowers, she laughs in the bushes."

As soon as the words fell, a cheer rang out in the court.

Everyone's eyes widened, just because Guo Tianyi succeeded step by step, and it was very silky, this poem made people's eyes shine, as if they saw the magnificent scene of plum blossoms blooming in winter.

"Good!"

"Good!"

"His Royal Highness the King of Han, good poetry, good poetry..."

"His Royal Highness the King of Han, you are too shameless, aren't you?" Who knows, Liu Yiheng suddenly said with a calm face, "This poem was obviously made by the old man in his early years, because it was lost and originally went to the people, His Royal Highness the King of Han, you copied it well!" ”

"Nima?"

"I'll copy your mother!"

Guo Tianyi was also shocked by the shamelessness of this person, and shouted angrily, "What evidence do you have to prove that this poem was copied by this king?" This king still ran to Wu to copy your broken poems? ”