Zhao Kuo on the throne didn't speak, just nodded slightly, his eyes were soft, and he couldn't see any expression.

"Your Highness, I'll go get it!"

Xia Zhen scolded in his heart, and had no choice but to stand up, shaking his fat body, and walked to the back of the hall.

When it comes to this, if he doesn't take it, I'm afraid he will be scolded by the white eyes of the ministers and the officials.

"Your Highness, can you write a poem?"

The black fat man supervised the imperial history Liang Chengda, this retainer of Shi Miyuan, said it in a weird way.

"Your Highness, aren't you going to play your song "Smiling Proud Jianghu" again? This is a poem, not a song! ”

In the matter, Wang Yan also said in a non-yin and non-yang manner.

Sure enough, the two "-stirring sticks" have already begun to jump out and make waves.

Zhao Hong glanced at Shi Miyuan, still the old monk sat still, pouring himself a drink, and his face was not wavering.

This gentleman can become the great Song Zaifu, just this concentration, he is beyond his reach.

"His Royal Highness is just a song "Qinyuan Spring. Snow", it is enough to shock the world, celebrities through the ages, why can't it be a poem? You two are so talented, let's try it! ”

The initiator was as fierce as fire, and immediately refuted it.

At this time, he was alert, and he also regretted forcing Zhao Hong to come out and embarrassing his disciples.

Maybe "Qinyuan Spring. Snow is just a product of Zhao Hong's whim. If you want Zhao Hong to be the palace chanter, it may be really difficult for him.

Now it is difficult to ride a tiger, and I can only hope that Zhao Hong can burst out of inspiration and pass the test in confusion.

"Your Highness, the old minister respects you with a glass and wishes you another great work."

Wei Liaoweng stood up, took out two glasses of wine, and gave Zhao Hong a glass.

"Thank you Duke Wei, don't worry."

Zhao Hong drank the wine, and Wei Liaoweng took the wine glass and retreated.

It seems that he also wants to delay Zhao Hong a little time, so that he can explode emotionally and tide over the difficulties.

Zhao Kuo, who was in the royal crowd, looked at Zhao Hong, smiling, but still didn't say a word.

Zhao Hong glanced at Zhao Kuo, and suddenly felt that the Great Song official family was a little pitiful.

has no heirs, no brothers and sisters, like puppets, and has to accompany these ill-intentioned people to act. I really don't know, what is the feeling in his heart?

With self-isolation and social endurance, why can't you be angry, come to a person's head, and re-dominate the imperial power?

Where is the flesh in the bones?

Your old man is a dignified son of heaven in the Song Dynasty, and a spokesman of the Song Dynasty!

"Please also ask Your Highness to leave a calligraphy treasure to comfort the expectations of the envoys of various countries!"

The Dali envoys didn't know if they were straight, or if they did it on purpose, they had to ask Zhao Hong to be a poem in the palace and be indomitable.

The eunuch offered pen and ink, and his calves ran fast. Zhao Hong looked at the Dali envoy, and saw that his gaze glanced at the silent Shi Miyuan, intentionally or unintentionally, and immediately understood a little in his heart.

Who doesn't know that Shi Miyuan's power leans towards the government and the opposition, and these envoys of small states only have Prime Minister Shi Miyuan in their eyes, and there is no Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty, let alone him.

This guy seems to be here to make him look good.

"Dali envoy, now that my Great Song Dynasty is lacking in national strength, poor and weak, this king will give you a poem of seven words first, and you and I will encourage the two countries!"

Zhao Hong said softly and no longer shirked.

Showing his hand in front of Zhao Kuo may have unexpected gains, and it is also just a good time to suppress Shi Miyuan's arrogance.

"Your Highness, the old minister will sharpen your ink!"

Zhen Dexiu volunteered and came over to polish Zhao Hong's ink.

"Really good, I'm tired!"

Zhao Hong spread out the pen and paper, and in the surprised gaze of everyone, he muttered for a moment, and the pen went down and wrote.

Zhao Hong waved it, stood up, and gave the ink treasure to the Dali envoy, and the two unfolded the paper together, and the official of the Ministry of Rites read it aloud.

"Kyushu is angry and thunderous,

It's sad to hear from all the horses.

I advise the Lord of Heaven to shake up,

Eclectic talent reduction. ”

There was silence in the main hall, the ministers looked at each other, Shi Miyuan's face was pale, and there was silence in the hall.

"Good!"

Only Zhen Dexiu and Wei Liaoweng and a few other people cheered together.

"What a "ten thousand horses are sad"! I want the country and the people to be safe, and the people live and work in peace and contentment, and what is lacking is talent! ”

Zhen Deok Xiu said loudly, secretly relieved.

Finally, his disciples did not disappoint him.

"Your Highness worries about the country and the people, has good intentions, and admires you! Congratulations to Your Majesty! ”

Wei Liaoweng toasted to Zhao Kuo on the throne and raised his glass from afar.

Wei Liaoweng and Zhen Dexiu opened their mouths to praise together, completely ignoring the embarrassment and shame of the people in the hall. The ministers had no choice but to raise their glasses together and speak in unison.

"Congratulations to Your Majesty!"

"For the Great Song He! Please! ”

Zhao Kuo raised his wine glass and smiled slightly.

The Dali envoy got the Mobao, thanked Zhao Hong, and sat down to eat and drink, no longer silent.

Shi Miyuan's face was pale, as if he was about to ooze water.

Zhao Hong did this, doesn't it mean that he controls the government, so that the court is full of ghosts?

Isn't this a naked slap in the face!

But he didn't dare to be angry, for fear that Zhao Hong, the second pole, would be the same as the last court meeting, and directly accuse him of taking power.

This madman, there is nothing he would not dare!

Looking at Zhao Kuo on the throne again, he was still light and light, without any emotion.

"Jiguo Gong, all the horses are sad, are you ridiculing Your Majesty today? You are bold and reckless, and your heart can be punished! ”

Sure enough, the black fat man Liang Chengda's saliva flew sideways and began to go crazy again.

"Jiguo Gong, the imperial court has taken the imperial examination, and the world's talents are all in the world. When you say this, you slander the important ministers of the court, slander the son of today, and have ill intentions. Please punish Your Majesty and expel Jekook Gong from the main hall! ”

Li Zhixiao, another skinny monkey who supervised the imperial history, was also impassioned and criticized Zhao Hong.

Zhao Hong smiled slightly, but did not speak.

Foreign envoys are in the hall, and these two young people roar in the hall, I am afraid that they will annoy the officials of the Great Song Dynasty.

"Your Majesty, the country is worried about the country and the people, and it is sincere. Your Majesty's Holy Judgment! ”

"Your Majesty, you are loyal to your ears, and the Duke of Jiguo is admonishing the country. Your Majesty think twice! ”

Yin Wujing of Lin'an Mansion and Xu Xuan, Shaoqing of Dali Temple, walked out one after the other.

"Jiguo Gong, be cautious."

Sure enough, Zhao Kuo on the throne looked peaceful and unmoved.

"Your Majesty, the minister is reckless, the minister is grateful!"

Zhao Hong bowed and returned to his original position.

"Liang Yushi, Li Yushi, don't lose your temper, today is the Great Dynasty, don't speak again."

Zhao Kuo whispered, Liang Chengda and Li Zhixiao were helpless, and retreated.

Xia Zhen came in panting while holding the qin. Zhao Hong took the piano and bowed deeply.

"Xia Shuai, you are in a high position, you can send someone to get it, you don't need to do it yourself. Thank you very much below! ”

The controller of the forbidden army in Lin'an City is more than half a hundred years old, and his face is full of meat, it seems that this pampering can indeed increase the cross-sectional area of people a lot.

"It's the duty of the old minister to do this!"

Xia Zhen was angry in his heart, but his face was respectful. He returned to his seat and sat down, even after drinking a few glasses of stuffy wine, he forgot to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

Just now, in front of everyone's eyes, my mind didn't turn a corner. It's a shame that no one reminded him to let people do it for him.

"Your Majesty, today is the New Year's Day, and the minister plays a song, wishing Your Majesty good health and a long life. I also wish the envoys of various countries peace and security. ”

After Zhao Hong finished speaking, he saluted Zhao Kuo and the envoys of the ministers.

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

The envoys of Dali and other countries saluted Zhao Hong together, all of them were solemn.

After finishing the poem, I have to play the piano again, Chinese characters, the prosperity of civilization, and it is really not to be underestimated.

"Jekook Gong has a heart."

Zhao Kuo nodded, his eyes showed appreciation, and the hall was quiet.

Shi Miyuan remained silent, ignoring what had just happened in the main hall.

The piano sounded, and Zhao Hong also sang aloud.

"The rolling Yangtze River is passing away, and the waves are sweeping away the heroes.

Success or failure turns empty, the green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times.

On the white-haired fisherman river, accustomed to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze. A pot of turbid wine is happy to meet, and many things in ancient and modern times are laughing and talking. ”

Zhao Hong sang slowly, and the whole hall was dumb.

With the sound of the end of the song, the hall resounded with cheers.

"What a song "Linjiang Immortal"!"

It was Zhen Dexiu again, with a red face full of light, and he was the first to cheer.

This song is generous and tragic, resonant and evocative. Good song! Good words! ”

Wei Liaoweng followed along, his eyes full of shock.

It is said that Zhao Hong is a guqin master, but I didn't expect it to be a masterpiece that shook the past and the present!

When I was really frightened, I didn't spill the soup.

"It's really a Chinese character, it's really breathtaking!"

The envoys of the Zhenla Kingdom shook their heads again and again, their faces full of envy.

"Good words, good songs."

The Dali envoy forced a smile on his face, not knowing what his mood was.

"Good song! It's a good word! ”

The Goryeo envoy shook his head, his face was red, and his face was full of excitement.

"Your Majesty, this song is indifferent and free, just to soothe your mind. Your Majesty is self-explanatory. ”

Zhao Hong stood up and saluted Zhao Kuansu.

I have been teaching for more than ten years, and I am lonely in my youth, and I spend a lot of time reading and playing the piano. To put it bluntly, they are all forced out by teaching children.

"Jiguo Gong, it's really a good song. However, I would like to hear your song "Smiling Proud Jianghu". The breeze smiled, but it was lonely, and there was only a night photo left of pride. Free and uninhibited, happy rivers and lakes...... Baba ......"

Zhao Kuo coughed softly and smiled kindly.

"Shame on you! Your Majesty! ”

Zhao Hong nodded secretly. One is a word, the other is a pure song, in comparison, "Smiling Proud Jianghu" is naturally more brilliant.

It seems that this Great Song official is not as unbearable as he remembers.

Zhao Kuo paused, and then spoke.

"All the Qing family, all the envoys, I am a little tired, so go down and rest first. The banquet and follow-up matters were handled by Shi Xiang and Zhongqing. ”

The General Assembly Dynasty itself is a personal work, Zhao Kuo's body is not good, so he retired first and retreated to the inner hall to rest, so the following matters were arranged by Shi Miyuan, the minister of power.

It can also be seen from this that the power of this prime minister and the prime minister. Even Zhao Hong, the prince, is not qualified to entertain envoys from various countries.

The Song Dynasty scholar family is dominant, through the continuous strengthening of the power of the prime minister, the power of the monarch is weakened, and the power of the prime minister is still above the prince and the prince, not to mention the prince and the prince.

It can be seen that Zhao Hong, who is a prince in history, was replaced, and he was not wronged at all.

"Envoys, colleagues, please!"

Shi Miyuan smiled and raised his glass.

"Shi Xiang, please!"

Everyone in the hall raised their wine glasses and looked at Shi Miyuan together.

The same is true for Zhao Hong, he still has to take care of the face.

His eyes swept to Zhao Guicheng on the side seat, this gentleman hung his head and lost his spirit when he wrote the poem just now.

When he encounters a setback, he gives up easily, which is exactly the same as what this gentleman has done in history when he slumped after three minutes of heat and lustful pleasure.

After the failure of Duanping into Luo, he immediately changed from the main battle to the fear of war, and in his later years, he was drunk and dreamed of death, and he was extravagant, and he even recruited prostitutes into the palace. As the king of a country, his will is not strong, and he is extravagant, which is a taboo for those who hold bull's ears.

On the other hand, looking at Shi Miyuan's complacent appearance, the role of power is really like an aphrodisiac, which can rejuvenate people and rejuvenate their strength.

The banquet lasted for about an hour before it came to an end. Next, Shi Miyuan accompanied the envoys with Honglu Temple and officials of the Ministry of Rites to visit the magnificent scenery of Lin'an City, accompanied by Zhao Guicheng, the king of Yi, and enjoyed themselves.

And Zhao Hong, the Duke of Jiguo, politely declined because he was unwell, and said goodbye to the envoys one by one.

If he goes, he and Shi Miyuan, Zhao Guicheng and others will be embarrassed by both sides.

Why bother men with men.

"Your Highness, great talent, great talent!"

Wei Liaoweng came over, his eyes lit up, and he congratulated Zhao Hong.

Originally, he, like his son Wei Jinyu, still had some doubts about whether Fenglelou's two masterpieces were Zhao Hong's handwriting. When I saw it today, I was really convinced.

"Your Highness, a generation of everyone, do not lose to Xin Su, you can be the Sect of the World!"

Yin Wujing of Lin'an Mansion smiled and bowed his hand, bowing and saluting repeatedly.

"Your Highness, only this "Qinyuan Spring. Snow", as well as this "Linjiang Immortal", His Royal Highness can already go down in history! ”

Qiao Xingjian, the waiter of the Ministry of Works, stroked his white beard, and his eyes were full of surprise.

With this talent, what did you do earlier?

"Shame! Ashamed! ”

Zhao Hong and the ministers bowed their hands, and when everyone left, he let out a sigh and was about to leave.

This court meeting was really not easy.

"Your Highness stays, the official family is waiting for you in the Imperial Garden!"

The eunuch on the side came up, looked around, and said cautiously.