"This poem is so wonderful, it can't be cheapened for nothing." Yan 13 swept away the decadence that had just been exposed, and the momentum was compelling: "Da Liang should admit defeat directly!" ”

"After so many days of delay, it's time for the curtain to officially come to an end!"

Their Great Yan State Mission came this time, and it was obvious that they were bound to get those benefits.

Now seeing that everything is about to settle and avoid long nights and dreams, Yan Shisan is unwilling to delay any longer, and wants to force King Liang to submit by strong means, as long as the other party relaxes, he can return to China to return to King Yan to return to his life.

"Wait! What are you anxious about? Did I throw in the towel? Yang Gonggong was worried that King Liang would hurt his body in a hurry, so he interjected.

Yan Shisan sneered: "What else can you do if you don't admit defeat?" Is anyone the opponent of a great writer? ”

"Even if we can't write the second half of the poem, you can't write the poem by Mr. Li, so we can count it as a draw at most, and we can't talk about the winner and loser." Daliang has officials dissatisfied.

Yan Shisan said unceremoniously: "The poem of the little eunuch doesn't count, he didn't take it out at the Wendou site, besides, is the stone slab in Luo Qiubei's hand an ornament?" ”

"You Dayan Kingdom are arguing with strong words!" Yan Shisan's comical operation instantly aroused public anger.

However, the prince of the Great Yan Kingdom didn't care, and stared straight at King Liang: "King Liang, still don't say anything?" ”

King Liang secretly clenched his fists.

When he came, he took a pill to temporarily maintain his body, but under the stimulation of Yan Shisan, the pill gradually became ineffective, his blood attacked his heart, and the sweetness of his throat and eyes was already looming, as long as he couldn't help vomiting blood, he was bound to be paralyzed.

At this moment, King Liang is already at the end of the strong crossbow that he is struggling to support.

But he knew he couldn't fall.

Wang Min and Zhao Chengqian's little bit of caution he didn't know, if he had to leave the Jinluan Palace, let these two take over everything here. Then no one can stop the wool of the Great Yan Kingdom from gathering the beams.

He gasped for breath, the Taoist thoughts in his mind flashed like lightning, and then with the last bit of expectation, he used all his strength to ask Li Fei: "Little Lizi ......"

When Li Fei heard this, he nodded slightly, and said fearlessly: "Your Majesty, the situation was too chaotic just now and the slave didn't have a chance to speak, but you can rest assured, the slave knows ...... in his heart."

"Little Lizi, I didn't mistake you, I can always believe you." Seeing that Li Fei seemed to be sure to deal with it, King Liang finally became a little calmer.

And Wang Min, who was sitting next to King Liang, said directly: "Xiao Lizi, now your words and deeds are related to the face of Da Liang, if you dare to come nonsense, even if you have a gold medal for avoiding death, this palace will not spare you." ”

Prince Liang De echoed: "Don't say that the queen mother won't let you go, this palace will be the first to punish you." ”

"Good guy, did I put pressure on me before I could speak?" Li Fei's face was indifferent, he was indeed afraid of Wang Min before, however, after the previous scene, he already understood that it was useless to be jealous.

The more jealous you are, the less people will take you seriously.

The more you spare your life, the more fragile your life becomes.

"The queen is a person in the harem, and the people in the harem do not participate in politics, this is a rule passed down from generation to generation in the Great Liang, so the queen can watch quietly." He glanced at Wang Min.

Then he said to Liang De: "The prince is the prince after all, you had better be quiet in front of Your Majesty, otherwise others will only say that you are not filial." ”

"Little Lizi, do you know who you're talking to?" As soon as these words came out, Wang Min and Liang De were stunned at the same time, this is what a little eunuch should say?

"The two masters, the slave is still the same sentence, and he knows ...... in his heart" Since Li Fei chooses to be strong, he naturally wants to carry out the strong to the end, and he is not afraid that he will suffer revenge like a storm afterwards.

At this moment, it's all over the business!

As a modern person, Li Fei's class concept is far less important than that of others.

Trying to suppress him by power is like a joke.

The next moment, the five thousand years of wisdom gathered in Li Fei's mind were in full swing, and the gaze of the great writer Luo Qiubei gradually became deeper.

The corners of Luo Qiubei's mouth twitched fiercely, for some reason he seemed to be targeted by a fierce beast, and just before he could speak, Yan Shisan spoke first, and said arrogantly: "Since you are so confident in your own literary talent, then try to make the second half of the poem!" It's not that Hongu underestimates you, do you have so much ink in your stomach? ”

Not only him, but the rest of the Great Yan Kingdom Mission also mocked one after another.

"That's right, a little eunuch has never put himself in the right position, and it's really ridiculous to say."

"With so many civil and military officials present, is it possible that they are not as good as a little eunuch? Could it be that everyone else except you is rubbish who doesn't know anything about poetry? ”

"Everyone, I am fighting for you, can the dignified officialdom be willing to be stepped on the top of the head by a eunuch who is not even a man? Shame on you! ”

"Hahaha!"

Wild laughter rang out.

Most of the civil and military officials are face-saving, and now that they are stimulated by this, many people are indeed looking at Li Fei's gaze, and they are gradually a little more unkind.

Today's pilgrimage.

It is said that it is the Great Liang to the Great Yan Kingdom.

In fact, it has completely become Li Fei's stage alone, and even if the hearts of the civil and military officials are unbalanced, it is a matter of course. After all, on weekdays, Li Fei is just a minion at their feet, not even as good as ants.

As for Li Fei, seeing that the atmosphere in the court was getting more and more wrong, he also knew that if he continued to delay, his situation would only become more and more unfavorable.

The ability of those people in the Great Yan Kingdom to speak cannons is so good that even if they fight with their tongues, they can't get much benefit. So he rolled his eyes, and simply spoke before them: "Luo Qiubei's poem is not very difficult, I have already made a complete version!" ”

Then the conversation changed.

"The wind is urgent, the sky is high, the ape is howling, and the white bird flies back."

"Boundless falling trees and Xiao Xiao, endless Yangtze River rolling."

"He is often a guest in the sad autumn, and he has been on stage alone for more than a hundred years."

"Hardship, bitterness, frost and sideburns, pouring a new turbid wine glass!"

"His first sentence describes climbing up to the top, and I describe climbing up to touch the view! The scenery is selected by love, the love is in the scene, and it is integrated, who dares to say that this is not a masterpiece with a high degree of integrity? Li Fei's voice was like thunder, and the earth seemed to tremble.

The next second.

The faces of the people of the Great Yan Kingdom Mission, who were sneering, suddenly stiffened, and their eyes were full of horror when they looked at Li Fei!

And Luo Qiubei's pupils shrank, and his mouth was open like a buffalo, even if a hundred big eggs were stuffed, it would not be a problem.

He looked at Li Fei in disbelief and said in a trembling voice, "You...... Did you just make this? It shouldn't, it shouldn't! I can't even compose the second half of the poem myself! ”