Chapter Seventy-Seven: Participating in the Poetry Society

Fu Qiu spread his hands and said helplessly.

"Miss Murong, it seems that you still don't believe me, your prejudice against me is too deep."

"I don't need to have any prejudices against you, after this matter, you and I can go our separate ways."

Murong Xue looked out the window and said, her flat tone was so rejecting, Fu Qiu asked.

"Then Miss Murong, are you going with me? If you miss this village, you won't have this store. ”

Murong Xue frowned and pondered for a while before asking.

"Entering the palace after participating in the poetry meeting?"

"Of course!"

Fu Qiu patted his chest and said.

"Okay then."

She nodded, without much hesitation, originally she also wanted to go to the poetry club to see, to see what kind of person Gu Chuntang, the great genius who wrote all the hardships of the people, what kind of person is he, at night, the imperial capital is a poetry meeting, everywhere is full of lights, a Kong Ming lantern is released, and below is the bustling crowd, forming a picture of thousands of lights, it is really beautiful mountains and rivers, Fu Qiu and his party are walking on the street.

"Beautiful! It's beautiful! ”

Fu Qiu said with a smile, Murong Xue smiled disdainfully and teased.

"Aren't you going to a poetry meeting? How can a beautiful word describe such a scene? It's not as good as a poet Fu Da, write a poem! ”

In her opinion, this Fu Qiu in front of her is just a prodigal son, who doesn't understand poetry at all, Fu Lao heard it, and was a little embarrassed, after so many years in the palace, she has never heard that His Majesty has such leisure and elegance to compose poetry and songs.

"Wow, since Miss Murong has kindly invited, then I will write a poem......"

Fu Qiu said, secretly laughing in his heart, fortunately, the three hundred Tang and Song songs rewarded by the system, and shouted in his heart, "Who else?" ", the system directly despised him "shameless!" This was naturally ignored by Fu Qiu, and Fu Lao, who didn't know anything, raised his eyebrows, and hurriedly stepped forward, his voice extremely low.

"Your Majesty, are you okay?"

Fu Laohu suspected, this Murong Xue is both a chivalrous man and a talented woman, isn't Your Majesty's opening of the mouth just exposed? Fu Qiu glanced at Fu Lao, did not answer, looked at the vast scenery in front of him, and opened his mouth to come!

"The sea and the sky look at the east and the sunset is vast, and the mountains and rivers are wide and long. The lights are on the four sides of the city, and the galaxy is in the middle of the water. The wind blows the ancient trees on sunny days and rains, and the moon shines on the sand and summer night frost. Can you cool off the heat in the Jianglou, it is cooler than the Junthatch house. ”

As soon as the poem was read, the audience was shocked! None of the people present could keep their composure, even Fu Lao was stunned, looking like he didn't know His Majesty, when will His Majesty be able to write poems? For a woman as cold and arrogant as Murong Xue, her starry eyes couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

"This poem...... Did you do it? ”

She asked suspiciously, Fu Qiu took her hand and looked indifferent.

"It's just ugly, not worth mentioning."

Invisibly, a full score is loaded!

"Ugly? If this is also considered a bad work, I am afraid that tonight, except for those few famous talents in the world, the poems of the rest of the people will be hidden in the ground. ”

Murong Xue snorted lightly, hearing this, Fu Qiu grinned, thinking that Bai Juyi's poems, even if they are not the kind that have been passed down through the ages, are definitely high-scoring masterpieces, and it is difficult for ordinary talents to match them! If you don't look at each other, that's weird, Murong Xue turned around, frowned, and sighed.

"Poetry is a good poem, and the scenery is also a good scene, but it's a pity that the court is not benevolent, the emperor has no virtue, this mountain and river are beautiful, maybe fleeting."

Hearing this, Fu Lao and the others all showed displeasure.

"Hehe, Miss Murong, you are not a person in the court, and you don't know anything about the affairs of the world, why do you assert that the future of this Great Xia Dynasty is so bleak?"

Fu Qiu pretended to ask casually, because of that poem, Murong Xue was slightly closer to him, a little less guarded, and replied.

"Why do you need to know, who among the people doesn't know? This dog emperor is lustful, and the wives of the two prime ministers have been occupied by him, so how can there be loyal ministers willing to share his worries with such a wicked style? And this person is cruel and murderous, because of a trivial matter, he killed hundreds of eunuchs and palace maids in the palace, so careless people's lives, everyone has to be punished, and then go down, the royal family, the children of the nobles, whitewash and bluff, corruption and bribery, a towering tree has long been corroded, the entire court, and how many people can make the people believe? Now people in the Central Plains are panicking because of taxes, military salaries and other issues, and I heard that the garrison general has rebelled, which is a precursor to troubled times! In less than half a year, perhaps the beacon fire will be rekindled on the territory of the Great Xia Dynasty, and when the time comes, it will be the people who will suffer. ”

Her beautiful eyes showed a touch of melancholy, Fu Qiu not only did not get angry, but felt a little enlightened, although Murong Xue didn't know a lot of things, but everyone in the world really looked at herself and the court like this! Even if it is a misunderstanding, a king, unpopular with the people, the people's uprising will be a matter of time, history has proved it more than once, be silent for a while, Fu Qiu said.

"Miss Murong, have you ever heard of a word?"

"What?"

Murong Xue asked.

"Dwarves have ever watched a play, they all follow the length of the show."

Fu Qiu smiled faintly, meaningful, but Murong didn't pay for it, his cold eyes were full of murderous intent.

"Anyway, this Lord of Great Xia is indeed not a good thing, even if it is wrong with the rumors, it is definitely not too bad."

"For example?"

Fu Qiu raised his eyebrows.

"Lustful and lascivious!"

"Poof!"

Fu Qiu herself couldn't help laughing, and she glanced at Fu Qiu with an unkind gaze.

"Isn't it funny?"

Fu Qiu restrained his smile and was serious.

"Miss Murong, I know the saint, you may really misunderstand this."

"Misunderstanding?"

Murong Xue smiled coldly, her eyes flashing with disgust.

"Take the minister's wife, is this fake?"

Fu Qiu was speechless for a while, it was not fake, but he really didn't want to carry this pot, weren't Zhuge Yao and Zheng Ruyu both voluntary?

"I heard that he covets beauty and indulges in dogs and horses in the harem, and often abandons the government because of this, not to mention, those women in the harem will forget about it after he is fortunate once, and they will no longer care, leaving them to die lonely and old, and they will be sad and sad."

"Such a person is really damned!"

Murong Xue couldn't help but clench the long sword in her hand for a few points, entering the palace tonight, she must eliminate harm for the people, Fu Qiu felt her monstrous hostility, and was slightly nervous for a while, if she knew her identity, she would not be able to raise the sword and stab her.

"Ahem, Miss Murong, you said you heard about it, why are you still so energetic? When you have a chance in the future, you must ask those women in the harem, especially the wives of the two prime ministers, to see what they think of the emperor. ”

Hearing this, Murong Xue looked at him with a slight puzzle.

"Didn't you support me in entering the palace to assassinate him? Why are you exculpating him now? ”

Fu Qiu glared.

"What is exculpation? I'm telling the truth, okay? Not only the harem, but also cruelty and murder, you had better find out about it, see who the dead are, and then make a conclusion. ”

Murong Xue looked at him a few times and frowned.

"Fu Xiaobu, why are you so excited?"

Fu Qiu almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, thinking that you misunderstood Lao Tzu, of course Lao Tzu was excited!

"Anyway, I'm just a person who likes to tell the truth. Yes, no, no, don't listen to gossip. ”

Murong Xue is a stubborn strange woman, and she said quietly.

"Then let's wait until I kill him!"

Fu Qiu almost fell to the ground on his heels, a strange woman who gathered her face, figure, temperament, connotation, and ability, how could her mind be so simple? Do you really think that assassinating the emperor is as simple as drinking plain water? How did she become a coach? Isn't it because of big breasts?

"Master, Pinghu has arrived."

Fu Lao suddenly whispered, pointed ahead, Fu Qiu looked, the lights were brilliant, the crowds were surging, painting the boat, the talented man and the beautiful woman secretly sent Qiubo, and was surprised to hear that the pipa moved for nine days, it was called an ancient style and elegance, Fu Qiu wanted to travel in a low-key manner, but with a Murong Xue by his side, he was a little helpless, Murong Xue was so stunning, along the way, countless talented people looked sideways, and their eyes were full of admiration.