Liangyuan Water Pavilion, although autumn is also prosperous.

Red maple and clear water, golden pond fish jumping. The pavilions and pavilions on it are all meandering waters, and they are staggered.

It's a pity that as Jia Cong said, most of the people invited by the "Virtuous King" Liu Xi are people who tend to be inflammatory, and the children of wealthy businessmen who are attached to the national eunuch abound.

Poetry? Stop it!

Jia Cong held on to the wooden railing of the stairs, retching, his little fat hand still fanned slightly, and glanced around with disdain: "A flatterer, he doesn't learn or speak, and he applauds such a rotten work that has no nutrition. It stinks so much that I want to vomit!"

Liu Xian crushed the wine glass in his hand with a click, Jia Enhou's little cub really hated as much as his father!

"Jia Cong, you are looking for death!"

"Huh!"

Jia Cong directly turned on the taunt mode and sighed twice.

"I think my saint master Wen Cheng is martial arts, wise and martial, and once wrote a poem for my soldiers to fight through the ages, and the warriors of the Nine Sides chanted this poem to fight the northern captives, and the first battle was settled, and the smoke of my northern border has not risen for 30 years."

As he spoke, he snatched a pot of wine from the table of a scholar beside him, took a sip, and sang loudly: "The military song should sing the big sword ring, and swear to destroy Hu Nu out of the Jade Pass." Only solve the battlefield and die for the country, why should the horse leather shroud be returned. (Xu Xilin's "Out of the Stopper")"

Syllable!

The wine jug was thrown at Liu Chen, and it shattered under the hem of the python robe.

"Shame on you, Liu Chen, look at what you wrote yourself, that can also be called a poem? Master, I write better with my feet than yours."

Jia Cong rolled his eyes, glanced around, and sneered: "You say, is he Liu Xin embarrassing the saint?"

Everyone in the pavilion did not dare to respond, and everyone brought out the most proud poem of the Emperor Taishang, the northern expedition of the twelfth year of Zhaowu, 150,000 Daxia warriors sang this poem to calm the troubles in the north in one fell swoop, and the chieftains of the northern captives were captured alive in the capital to dance for the monarchs and ministers of Daxia.

Sure enough, it is Jia Enhou's species, and he dares to say anything.

How does this make them answer?

Not a son of man, not a son of man!

Liu Chen's face turned pale, and he resisted the urge to kill Jia Cong, and snorted coldly and said, "You dare to use your father to suppress this king......

"Okay, well, since you said that you are better at writing poetry than this king, then I will give you this opportunity today. If your poems are better than this king, this king will be free from your sins of disrespect. However, if you can't write it, hehe, don't blame this king for not giving Jia Enhou face!"

Copy...... No, writing poetry? Scold!

There are countless sages standing behind the master, are you afraid that you won't be able to?

Although the sip of wine he drank just now was not high, the amount of alcohol of an eight-year-old child was there.

At this time, Jia Cong was a little fluttering, and he felt like he had become an immortal and a god.

"Snow Poetry?"

"Nature!"

Jia Cong smiled and stood proudly.

"Listen!"

"The scenery of the northern country, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow.

Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, only reckless; Up and down the river, suddenly lost and surging.

Mountain dance silver snake, the original Chi wax elephant, want to be higher than the heavenly public test.

It must be a sunny day, and look at the red dress, which is extraordinarily enchanting.

There are so many delicate rivers and mountains, leading countless heroes to bend their waists.

Regret the Qin Emperor and Han Wu, slightly lose the literary style; Tang Wang Qianzu is slightly less coquettish.

A generation of Tianjiao, Genghis Khan, only knows how to bend the bow and shoot the eagle. ….

It's all about the past, counting the romantic characters, and looking at the present."

After reciting a song "Qinyuan Spring and Snow" by Taizu in the previous life, there was silence, and no one dared to move.

It's scary!

Is this a poem about a snow scene? This is a rebellion!

I saw that Liu Xin was overjoyed, and took the case: "Okay, good, Rongguo Mansion really has a different heart!"

"Come on, take down the traitor Jia Cong for this king! You didn't write that, did you? It must be Jia Enhou, dare to write anti-poems, wait for the Nine Clans!"

"It's against your mother!"

Before Liu Chen's guards stepped forward, Jia Cong kicked over the table next to him

。 Finger Liu Xi scolded: "This poem is written by the master to lament that the sage is the first emperor of the ages, and it is specially written for the sage master!" Rebel? Go and ask the old man if he believes it?"

"How can a child write such poems? When this king is a fool, he can't do it!"

Liu Xi will not give up this good opportunity, no matter who you write to, today is the king of heaven Lao Tzu, it is also an anti-poem!

I saw Liu Xin smiling and urging the guards waiting on the side: "Don't take down the traitor for this king!"

The guards of the palace moved in response to the call and rushed straight to the place where Jia Cong was.

Fortunately, this group of people still had some scruples and didn't dare to really use the knife, which gave Jia Cong a chance.

The bow projectile was pulled in one go, and the stone bullet hit Liu Chen's wrist pointing at him in response.

The slingshot that can kill a hare and the special stone projectile are naturally not to be underestimated. Liu Xi suddenly suffered from pain, and screamed hysterically, not only the surrounding people who were inclined to inflammatory, but even the guards of the palace were stunned.

The little third master of Rongguo Mansion really dares to do it!

Of course you dare to do it, the sage has said it, as long as you don't kill it.

Jia Cong did not hesitate to reload and shoot again, shooting three times in a row. The bullet does not leave Liu Chen's wrists and ankles.

Although he failed to break Liu Chen's bones, he also caught Liu Xin off guard.

"Eat me a mighty dragon!"

I saw Jia Cong shouting, and directly hit Liu Chen's chest and abdomen with a headbutt, knocking him down and riding on Liu Chen's body, his fists not leaving his face.

This series of attacks seems to have been expected very maturely, where has Liu Xi encountered such a situation, and by the time he reacted, Jia Cong had already ridden on his body and greeted his face.

"Jia Cong'er dare!"

"Bang...... Boom...... Hi yo...... Boom...... Bang ......"

This round flesh is really useful.

Jia Cong thanked him for the various delicacies that he had fed himself fat in the past eight years, and the little fat man who was like Taishan was like a top hit first injured Liu Chen's wrists and ankles with a slingshot, which eliminated the possibility of him coping with it freely.

If it weren't for the guards who stepped forward to take him off his body, he would have almost been crushed to death by this little fat man.

Liu Chen, who had a blue nose and swollen face, was like a hungry wolf with a swollen face kicked by a rabbit at this time, staring at Jia Cong fiercely.

"The traitor Jia Cong, chanting anti-poems. Come on, hang it up, this king will interrogate and interrogate him well today, and see how the people of Rongguo Mansion plan to make my Liu family rebel!"

How did he get out of the evil anger in his heart by cutting him directly, he must let this little fat man taste what life is better than death today! ….

When the time comes, if he gives Rongguofu a few more hats of rebellion, he really doesn't believe that his father can tolerate the existence of a rebellious Rongguofu?

The guards of the palace found a rope and were about to tie it to Jia Cong. I saw Jia Cong obediently let him be bound, and even said intimately, "Hey, do you see the sign on my waist? made of gold, and given to you!"

"Bang!"

The guard who untied the gold medal from Jia Cong's waist couldn't help but tremble and fell to the ground after seeing the words engraved on it.

Thump!

In the surprised eyes of everyone, the guard trembled all over, and knelt directly to the ground, holding the gold medal with trembling hands, and respectfully holding it up.

"Your Majesty's forgiveness of your sins will lead to death!"

Well?

Yes?

Whether it is Liu Xi or the people around him, they are all full of confusion.

"Useless thing, where did your majesty come from?"

"Wang ...... The prince ......, this ...... This ......."

It's not that this guard is timid, there are four big characters on the gold medal in his hand: If I am here!

And he just shook his hand and dropped the gold medal again, is this a big crime of disrespect?

The two guards who grabbed Jia Cong also saw the words on the gold medal and subconsciously let go of their hands.

Jia Cong smiled and patted the dust on his body,

He took the golden order from the guard who was kneeling on the ground, and after taking a breath of relief, he picked up his sleeve and wiped it.

Glittering gold, clear and recognizable.

"I don't think you're qualified to hang me up and beat ......."

Jia Cong held the golden order in his hand high, and the four big characters were clearly visible.

Liu Xi wanted to scold on the spot, how dare this damn Jia Cong hang the imperial golden order on his waist so casually? Shouldn't it be good to enjoy the incense of the Jia family in the ancestral hall?

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

In addition to Liu Chen, the crowd who was still watching the excitement knelt down and shouted long live, they didn't have a saint father, and in the face of Huangwei, they couldn't help but sneeze.

Jia Cong grinned and looked at Tie Pale ...... No, Liu Chen, who was beaten into a pig's head by himself, said leisurely: "Faithful King Liu Chen, I just want to ask, who is better and who is inferior than yours in the snow scene poems I made? Do you admit that the poems you wrote stink?"

Damn it! Damn it!

The anger in Liu Chen's heart could no longer be suppressed, and he gritted his teeth and pulled out a long knife from the waist of the guard on his side and rushed towards Jia Cong.

"Die!"

Jia Cong took half a step back tightly, and saw a figure flash, and with a bang, Liu Chen, who had originally pounced, was kicked back.

Bang dang!

The long knife in Liu Chen's hand fell to the ground, and the whole person covered his chest and took a few steps back.

I saw a warrior in a strong suit repelling Liu Xi with his bare hands, bowed down with his fists, and said in a deep voice: "Lord Wang, it's time to disperse!"

Jia Cong originally thought that his own soldiers had rushed over, but he didn't expect that the person hiding at the top of the stairs would be the emperor's person.

Liu Xi was about to come back in anger, but found that the warrior in front of him lit up the token on his waist.

"Habayashi Lang!"

He muttered to himself, and immediately understood that this was what the Emperor Taishang meant.

While feeling sad and angry in his heart, the only remaining reason still restrained the urge to kill this person and the little cub of the Jia family on the spot. ….

The excitement of Liang Yuan is more exciting and scary than everyone imagined, but unfortunately I didn't see the follow-up. Liu Xi didn't dare to disobey the emperor's will at all.

In just a quarter of an hour, in addition to the Emperor Liu Ji, who was leisurely tasting wine and discussing poetry, the huge Liang Yuan only had Liu Xi, the faithful king with a blue nose and swollen face, Jia Cong, who was a little stupid on the wine, Dai Quan, who accompanied him, and the dragon guards who protected the holy car.

"All the past, count the romantic characters, and look at the present."

"Look at the present day!"

Liu Ji recited several times, and was stimulated by the majestic poetic conception, and the gradually decaying body seemed to be rejuvenated again.

"Count the romantic characters, and look at the present day. Are you talking about me? Hahahaha!"

I didn't expect that I had been in the Extreme for 50 years, fighting in the south and in the north, the inner and outer kings, and creating immortal achievements, in the end, it would be Dai Shan and his grandson who really understood me!

Liu Ji laughed, pinched the face of the little fat man who was sitting beside him and was a little drunk, and asked with a little meaning, "The First Emperor of the Ages? Little fat man, in your heart, am I really the first emperor of the ages?"

Belch!

With a wine burp, Jia Cong was shy and a little embarrassed.

He smiled, slapped his chest and shouted, "Why not? In the 50th year of Zhaowu, my Great Xia Kingdom was mighty, all countries came to the dynasty, the Hanjia River reached the sea in the east, the snow in the west, the desert in the north, and Tianzhu in the south. The country is rich and the people are strong, there has not been a thousand years, and the saint is not an emperor through the ages, who dares to do it?"

Alas!

Liu Ji, who was originally happily slapped by the little fat man's rainbow fart, suddenly heard a long sigh.

I saw that Jia Cong picked up the wine pot on the side, and it was tons and tons!

"Smack!"

The wine jug was smashed to the ground by Jia Cong, and Jia Cong, whose face was flushed, staggered to his feet, turned around and pointed at Liu Chen, who was kneeling aside, and scolded: "It's all you dogs, who have caused my saint master to have a lack of prestige for the first emperor through the ages, and even have the potential to be unsafe in the evening, it really deserves to die, and the sin deserves to die!"

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