"Good poetry!"

"Brother Zhao is really a person with great ambitions."

Looking at everyone's reaction, Zhao Rang was very proud, this poem cost him a lot of silver taels, and it hurts to think about it.

"Zhao Gongzi really has some strength, but your 'covering all the evil roads in the world' is probably a bit out of place."

Xiao Huaiyi picked up the teacup and took a sip, with an expression of indifference.

Suddenly, his eyes changed, he stood up, stared at Zhao Rang with a cold gaze, and said loudly:

"Now that the Great Zheng Dynasty is under the rule of Ming Jun, the country is peaceful and prosperous, how can it be 'evil in the world'!"

The guests stared wide-eyed, not knowing what to say.

Zhao Rang was also shocked, and his face became complicated.

Xiao Huaiyi shouted again:

"Zhao Gongzi said such a rebellious thing, who is going to see it? Is it today? ”

Zhao Rang sat on the ground in fright, his face like ashes.

"Xiao Gongzi doesn't want to hurt the harmony, Zhao Gongzi is also unintentional, and his intention is definitely not like this."

Youlan came to Zhao Rang's side and helped him up, she didn't want this conference to involve the imperial court.

"Yes, I... I didn't think of this at all, it was you who planted and slandered my son. ”

After Zhao Rang got up, he also reacted, if this kind of rebellious hat was buckled on him, he would have to shed his skin if he didn't die.

"Today is the Winter Sun Festival, for the sake of Miss Hongling's face, the two sons are guests, don't hurt the harmony, Miss Hongling will play a tune for everyone in a while."

"For the sake of Miss Hongling's face, I will spare you first."

Xiao Huaiyi was just scaring Zhao Rang, and it was already very happy to extinguish his arrogance.

"Hmph."

Zhao Rang was not to be outdone, strode to his seat, and finally put down the big stone in his heart, thinking that he would not provoke Xiao Huaiyi in the future, this son was really difficult.

"Isn't it time for me to compose a poem, Zhao Rang, don't forget that we still have a gambling contract."

Xiao Huaiyi walked slowly to the middle of the corridor, dressed in white, his tall body was like a strong bamboo, and he looked at Zhao Rang with a smile.

"Don't really say it, the second brother is serious, and he is really in the wind in Yushu, and he has a good demeanor."

Zhou Qi thought in his heart, but when he thought of Xiao Huaiyi's bragging, he immediately shook his head.

Zhao Rang couldn't sit still again in an instant, his poems involved 'the injustice of the world', and he was bound to lose, Xiao Huaiyi could defeat him by making a poem casually.

When Zhao Rang thought of the bet, he broke out in a cold sweat, he knew that he shouldn't have spent money on poetry, and went back to find someone to kill that person.

Xiao Huaiyi didn't care when he saw Zhao Rang's face like ashes, and then began to compose poems to the people who were eating melons.

"Mei Xue is not willing to descend in spring, and the pen fee of the Sao Ren Pavilion is commented."

"The plum and the snow are three points white, but the snow loses the fragrance of the plum."

Xiao Huaiyi's poems won a full house, which was even better than Fang Yuan's poems.

After everyone praised for a while, they didn't mention the gambling contract, and Xiao Huaiyi didn't talk about it, only Zhao Rangru sat on pins and needles in the hall.

Xiao Huaiyi came to Zhou Qi's side, sat down, and everyone's eyes came to Zhou Qi again.

"Who is this person, what a face!"

"Being by Xiao Huaiyi's side must have a great background."

"How do I feel like I've seen this person."

"How does he look a little like that stupid prince."

"You're talking about King Ming? How is it possible, this person's eyes are like torches, his demeanor is extraordinary, how can he be the king of Ming! ”

"Then maybe I'm wrong."

Seeing that others were talking, Zhou Qi wanted to stand up, but Xiao Huaiyi grabbed him and shook his head.

"Don't worry, second brother, I have my own measure!"

Zhou Qi said with a smile, he should also let the world know about Zhou Qi, not Zhou Qilai!

"I'll see you all from next week!"

Zhou Qi arched his hand and said, and then slowly walked to the middle without caring about other people's eyes.

"Who is Zhou Qi? Is it a prince? ”

"Who else in the world can be surnamed Zhou?"

"But why hasn't a prince of this age heard of it?"

"How can such a person like me know the name of the prince, this person must be unusual!"

......

Everyone whispered and speculated, and only a few people showed shocked expressions.

"Today, Commander Yang returns to Kyoto, and it coincides with the Winter Yang Festival, so I will make a white snow song to welcome Commander Yang back to Beijing."

Zhou Qi looked at Yang Tai and said with his fists clenched.

Yang Tai recovered from the shock, stood up and hugged his fists, and said with a smile:

"Then thank you Gongzi Zhou!"

Zhou Qi nodded and took a long breath, he had already memorized this poem, and he didn't need to check his phone.

Then, the sound of the rainbow resounded in the lobby!

"The north wind swept the white grass and folded, and the snow flew in August."

Yang Tai's eyes froze, as if he saw the scene of the Northland.

Zhou Qi paused, high again!

"Suddenly, like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloom."

Everyone put down their glasses of wine and stared at Zhou Qi with shocked faces.

A pair of beautiful eyes lit up in the background, and a charming arc appeared on the red veil.

"Scattered into the bead curtain wet curtain, the fox fur is not warm and the brocade is thin."

"The commander of the horn bow is not controllable, and it is difficult to protect the iron clothes."

Yang Tai's eyes were moist, and he thought of the days when he and his soldiers stuck to the north, and it was cold and biting.

Zhou Qi didn't pause, and memorized the rest of the poems in one go, no, finished speaking.

"The sea is dry and icy, and the clouds are bleak and bleak."

"The Chinese army returned with wine and drinks, Huqin, pipa and Qiang flute."

"The snow is falling in the twilight, and the wind is blowing and the red flag is not overturned."

"Luntai East Gate sent you to go, and when you go, the snow is full of Tianshan Road."

"The mountain loop can't turn around, and there is a place for horses to travel in the snow."

Yang Tai has already burst into tears, and others may not feel it, but he has been on the side for many years, and he has a deep understanding!

In a poor and difficult environment, he lived a life of enemy attack at any time every day.

Not having enough to eat and not being warm is secondary, but who can understand the feeling of homesickness.

Thinking of the farewell scene of his comrades-in-arms who were born and died, Yang Tai was even more sad!

The lobby was silent, and everyone was infected by this magnificent and romantic and majestic poem!

Xiao Huaiyi was even more dumbfounded, sister-in-law... Sister-in-law... So powerful? Is this still the Zhou Qilai I know?

Youlan was the first to break this calm.

"Zhou Gongzi's Bai Xue song to send Commander Yang back to Beijing is really generous and tragic! It only makes people immersive, with a glimpse of the gloom and loneliness of the north, and makes people sigh at the regret and melancholy of the soldiers! ”

Youlan said with a ruddy face, revealing a different kind of gaze in her eyes.

"This poem is truly unparalleled! Today, the little woman can hear such a masterpiece in Hongzhaoyuan, which is really a blessing for three lives! ”

"Miss Youlan praised it falsely, this poem is just for me to imagine the scenery of the Northland, and I feel it!"

Zhou Qi pretended to force.

"Childe laughed, I don't know if Childe can write down such a masterpiece of the world, and it can also be worshiped by the present and even future generations."

Zhou Qi's face became complicated, he had never practiced big characters, so if he wrote it down like a dog, wouldn't it be exposed.