Chapter 13: Grievances

King Liang was directly laughed at angrily.

"King Yan, how is he going to be disrespectful?"

Yan Shisan's eyes were full of threat: "My father's imperial mansion is kind-hearted, and he has always been reluctant to take the initiative to provoke a war. But King Liang, you also know that the temper of the generals of the Great Yan Kingdom is hotter and hotter, and King Yan is perfunctory for a while, but he can't be perfunctory for a lifetime......"

The implication is already very clear, if King Liang does not agree to his proposal, then the Great Yan Kingdom has the possibility of sending troops to Daliang at any time.

King Liang's teeth rattled, but he had to admit that he was indeed pinched by someone. Unless he is already mentally prepared for an all-out war with the Great Yan Kingdom.

"Wait for us to speak!" King Liang glared at the courtiers.

Wubu Shangshu, Dangchao Shoufu and so on are all mute at this moment, and he is a terminally ill old man who is really unable to support himself.

The courtiers glanced at each other, and Shang Wenhao, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, stammered: "Your Majesty, according to the humble opinion of the ministers, promise them, the ministers believe that other colleagues are understandable."

"Yes, Your Majesty, the situation is weaker than people, take a step back and open the sky......"

"For the sake of the stability and harmony of the beam, if you are angry, you will be angry, as long as you can win in Wendou, we will still earn it in the end."

"Ladies and gentlemen, are you forcibly not losing?" King Liang's skin gradually turned red, and his eyes erupted with fire: "What about the backbone?" What about your integrity? ”

Intense mood swings.

King Liang kept panting and rolling his eyes, as if he would pass out at any time. was so frightened that Gonggong Yang couldn't help patting his chest for King Liang, and took out a pill from his arms for the latter to take.

I also know what the pill is made of, and after taking it, King Liang's complexion has indeed recovered a little.

He stroked his chest, gradually calmed down, and said bitterly to Li Fei: "Little Lizi, do you think what they said is right?"

"Huh!"

Several eyes looked at Li Fei in unison.

Wang Min squinted his eyes, the meaning was very clear, and let Li Fei think clearly before speaking.

Li Fei scratched his head, extremely depressed in his heart.

It took a long time before he tentatively spoke: "Your Majesty, the minions don't know if what the adults said is right or not. However, the great writer must be a big man who is rich and rich, and the slave has half of the poems that have not yet been written, and he wants to learn from this great writer. ”

"Playing with great writers? Little eunuch, you are wonderful, and this palace admires your courage very much. Yan Shisan's eyes were full of disdain for Li Fei.

However, King Liang, seeing that the situation was very unfavorable to Da Liang, he simply gritted his teeth and said: "Xiao Lizi, take out the half of your poem, if Luo Qiubei can make the second half of the poem, I will agree to lead the civil and military officials out of the city to greet him." Correspondingly, if you can't do it, then Yan Thirteen, you can't blame me for not giving you face in the Great Yan Kingdom. ”

"Okay, this palace doesn't matter." Yan Shisan was arrogant and uninhibited, and it could be seen that he was extremely confident in Luo Qiubei's literary talents.

Only Hou Gongzi thought of Li Fei's four-step poem at that time, and he was a little jealous.

Approaching Yan Shisan, he lowered his voice and said, "Your Royal Highness the Prince, don't underestimate this minion, his attainments in poetry are very scary......

"Disciple Wensheng, that's all there is to it?"

Yan Shisan said unhappily: "Don't forget that the great writer Luo Qiubei is still your uncle, let him know that you dare to question his literary talent, be careful that he gives you a big-eared melon seed."

Hou Gongzi's face changed, and he smiled bitterly.

Surrounded by his eyes, Li Fei didn't expect that the sentence he used to change the topic would put himself on the fire again, and the regret in his heart was almost not to mention.

Where did he get half of his poems?

It's just nonsense.

At the moment, he was worried that the half of the poem he gave was too difficult, which would make Luo Qiubei unable to compose it. At that time, will Wang Min and Zhao Chengqian and others be able to let themselves go?

But now that there is no excuse for fooling the past, Li Fei meditated hard and finally came up with a poem that is a little more ordinary in comparison.

"Your Majesty, Queen, my lords, this half of the poem is a little rough, and I hope you don't laugh at the slave after it is recited."

Li Fei coughed and cleared his throat, and then recited aloud: "I don't know when I sleep in spring, and I smell birds everywhere."

Immediately afterwards, Li Fei peeked at everyone and said very confidently: "This half of the poem...... Can it not? ”

However, no one made a sound.

Because they're all confused!

Even Yan Shisan, who didn't understand poetry, opened his mouth wide in shock: "This horse rider can also be called rough?"

The members of the Great Yan Kingdom delegation behind him were all dumbfounded and shocked.

The five Shangshu glanced at each other, and their faces were wonderful: "Just half a sentence of poetry is enough to make students all over the world worship it as a treasure, if it is a complete poem, then it is still necessary?"

Wang Minxiu frowned, got up and walked to Li Fei's side, and said angrily: "Little Lizi, are you taking the words of this palace as a deaf ear?"

Li Fei said aggrievedly: "Niangniang is wronged, poetry is not the idea of the slave in the first place, Your Majesty let the slave make a move, does the slave dare not make a move?"

"This slave is still collected, otherwise the slave can recite hundreds of poems in one breath, why would he take out a half-finished poem? If that great writer can't even write this poem, then the slave really doesn't know what to say. ”

"Please believe in the minions, the minions' loyalty to the minions can be seen by the sun and the moon, and they can withstand any test!"

Wang Min's red lips squirmed, and he couldn't say a word after all.

What's going on?

Her eyes sparkled, and she said coldly to Yan Shisan: "This is all made by your Great Yan Kingdom yourself, hurry up and send this half of the poem to Luo Qiubei."

Yan Shisan woke up like a dream when he heard this, and hurriedly sent someone to leave the imperial study and report to Luo Qiubei.

However, at this moment, everyone in the Great Yan Kingdom Mission felt full pressure.

After all, there had never been a poem of such quality in their Great Yan Kingdom.

If Luo Qiubei can't write the second half of the poem, then he will really shoot himself in the foot.

When Li Fei returned to the dormitory, the sky was already full of stars.

Although he didn't have much physical strength for a while, Li Fei felt a sense of exhaustion, and as soon as he entered the room with heavy steps, he fell straight towards the bed.

However, the wooden planks that are usually hard look extra soft tonight.

In addition to the warm touch, there is also a fragrant breeze blowing on the face.

"Lao Tzu's bed, has it become a sperm? Or a banshee? Li Fei was taken aback.

In the next second, a scream sounded: "Lewd thief, catch the lewd thief!"

"How did I become a thief in my room?" Li Fei was stunned, and hurriedly lit the candle on the side with a fire breaker.

As the light gradually brightened in the room, he realized that Mu Wan'er was lying on his bed.

"Princess Wan'er, are you going to make a personal promise?" Li Fei was not surprised or overjoyed, showing a pig-like appearance.

As he spoke, he took the initiative to take off his pants......