Chapter 235: Good Poetry!

After Bian Jiza finished speaking, he added.

"Northern Qi is about to use troops against Da Chu, I can stay here and help you control all the Northern Qi spies."

As soon as he heard this, Li Yunsheng didn't say a word, turned around and left, and left the prison directly.

Because, Bian Jiza has already begun to lie, and there is no point in asking any more.

Well?

"Aren't you going to ask?"

Seeing him leave without saying a word, Bian Jiza's heart was a little flustered.

This kind of unpredictable behavior is even more alarming than directly extorting a confession from him.

It's just that he also calmed down, sat on the ground alone, and began to close his eyes and concentrate.

The smell of the prison is really indescribable, Li Yunsheng walked out of the prison, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

If he wants to continue chatting with Bian Jiza, he still needs one more thing, which only the empress has - poison.

It is useless for Bian Jizha to stay in Jingshi, and if the other party does not return for a long time to resume his life, Yelucan will definitely be suspicious.

Saying that the Jingshi helped him control all the secret agents in Northern Qi, this is naturally false.

Therefore, if Bian Jizha wants to play his role, he can only release him back to Northern Qi.

The fish in the net is thrown back into the sea, and it will be gone forever.

Thinking about it, he only has the simplest and most practical way to poison.

It's low-level, but it works.

Taking advantage of his breath, he glanced at the system again.

Ooh!

He said that there was no system in the dream, and he lost a lot, but now I see, it is true.

Just one kiss, 150,000 emotions are worth it.

Of course, it also includes a part of the emotional value generated by the chest.

As soon as he thought of Bian Jiza, he got angry, lottery!

After squeezing out the emotional points, he only gained 42 physical points, and he didn't draw a single hidden card.

Li Yunsheng glanced back at the prison: "Bad luck!" ”

……

Palace.

When Li Yun ascended to the Zichen Palace, it was naturally too late.

It's just that most of the officials look like people who have come over.

As soon as he walked into the main hall, he always felt that there was something wrong with the way these people looked at him.

The hundred officials understood it one by one, and everything was silent, but they just nodded slightly at Li Yunsheng to say hello.

Last night, Li Xiang stayed in the palace overnight, and no one knows.

His Majesty left not long after Li Xiang left the table, what to do, they guessed without asking.

Li Yunsheng bowed and said.

"The minister is late, Your Majesty forgives you."

"Li Aiqing drank too much wine last night, so she didn't have to brace herself to come to the morning court."

Before the empress's words were finished, Li Yunsheng had already walked to his exclusive seat and replied before sitting down.

"Your Majesty knows, the minister's wine has long woken up, but last night-"

"Shut up!"

As soon as they heard the mention of last night, the ministers immediately pricked up their ears one by one, for fear of missing something.

In the expectant eyes of everyone and the threatening gaze of the empress, Li Yunsheng still finished speaking.

"I just had a sweet dream last night, so I woke up a little late."

In the hearts of the hundred officials, they said in unison: Huh-

As soon as she heard this, Jiang Qingying breathed a sigh of relief.

She was afraid that Li Yunsheng would say anything in front of so many people.

"Since there is nothing to do today, let's retreat."

However, just when she wanted to disperse and block Li Yunsheng's mouth, someone stood up.

"Your Majesty, Li Xiang's poem on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival is only halfway through, and after the minister goes home, he really can't sleep at night."

Jiang Qingying stared at Honglu Siqing who stood up in front of him, not knowing what he wanted to say.

Uncle Xingchang continued.

"The minister wants to ask Li to finish the second half of the poem in front of everyone.

This is a wonderful poem that has never been seen in ancient and modern times, and it should be widely circulated, and at the same time, it will also solve the curiosity of all adults. ”

After listening to his words, Jiang Qingying showed a trace of disdain.

After making trouble for a long time, it turned out that he was filming Li Yunsheng's ass.

In fact, she already knew the second half of the poem, so she was not too curious.

But the hundred officials held back all night, and when they saw someone coming forward, they immediately stood up one by one.

"The minister seconded the proposal!"

"The minister seconded the proposal!"

"The minister also seconded it!"

……

These people, many of them in private, have continued the second half of the poem.

So, on the one hand, they want to know the second half of the poem.

On the other hand, I also want to compare the second half of the poem with the poem I wrote.

Jiang Qingying's face was a little ugly, because she clearly knew that there was a sentence in the poem, 'Dancing to figure out the shadow, how does it seem to be in the world'.

Only then did Li Yunsheng remember that on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, he also recited a poem: Water Tune Song Head.

He looked up at the Empress.

"Your Majesty, can you do it?"

Jiang Qingying's face was ugly, and it was not easy to attack directly.

"Can you do it, ask me what to do."

Ooh!

Since the empress said so, Li Yunsheng directly turned into a contemplative look.

Seeing his groaning appearance, Uncle Xingchang reminded.

"Last night, Li Xiang's first two lines of poetry were when the bright moon was there, and he asked the wine to the sky. I don't know the heavenly palace, what year is it tonight? ”

Li Yunsheng naturally continued to apocate.

"I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace.

I want to ride the wind back, but I am afraid that the height of Qionglou Yuyu will be unbearable. ”

Back here, Li Yunsheng deliberately glanced at the empress.

[Mood +500]

The empress's eyes had already burst out with murderous intent, as if she wanted to shoot Li Yunsheng on the spot with her eyes.

Li Yunsheng had a smile on the corner of his mouth, skipping the crucial sentence.

Silent recitation in my heart: Dance to figure out the shadow, how it seems to be in the world.

"Turn to Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly.

There should be no hatred, what is the long time to say goodbye?

People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete.

I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles. ”

The voice fell, and the hall was silent.

Shi Chongxin didn't understand a word, but this didn't prevent him from being the first to speak.

"Good poetry!"

How to say that he is also a man who fights on the battlefield, and his kung fu is not bad.

Uncle Xingchang built the platform himself, so he naturally would not give up this opportunity to make a fool of himself.

"Lee Sang-dacai!"

The empress nodded slightly, count you as acquaintances.

However, there are always those who don't know each other.

Uncle Xingchang stroked his beard.

"It's a wonderful poem, but it always feels like there's something missing."

Tut.

Li Yunsheng couldn't help but sigh, this old guy is quite knowledgeable, and he can hear a word less.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Qingying had a direct showdown.

"I want to go back by the wind, but I'm afraid that the height of Qionglou Yuyu will be unbearable.

Dance to figure out how the shadow seems to be in the world. ”

Syllable!

Uncle Xingchang clapped his hands and walked out.

"Wonderful!"

However, everyone on the side looked at him with strange eyes.

This sentence, Your Majesty said, you dare to say it wonderfully?

What, are you messing with Your Majesty?

Jiang Qingying snorted coldly: "Retreat!" ”

After the dispersal of the dynasty, Li Yunsheng did not leave immediately, but caught up with the empress, wanting the empress to help refine a poison.

Unexpectedly, without waiting for him to speak, the empress asked directly.

"Who is Ziyu?"

(End of chapter)