Xiao Yunhai's face was stunned, Chu Ling dared to say on such an occasion, in front of the Son of Heaven, in front of the nobles and civil and military forces of the court, that he wanted to compose a poem for the good man who guarded the North Court, just because of this courage and courage, he Xiao Yunhai was ashamed of himself.

It's just that thinking that this Forgotten Worry Lake Poetry Meeting was held because of his proposal, and there are still too many things to do, Xiao Yunhai's eyes became resolute.

"If you want to do it for the good wind that guards the North Court, then the pillar country should listen carefully."

"My lord is really a little curious, what kind of poems can my warriors compose to flaunt the soul of my warriors when they fight on the battlefield for the country."

"Haha, Ben Hou is a little fond of this Chu Ling, and he can always do something unexpected by surprise."

Chu Ling's words made many nobles and generals interested, and they leaned forward one by one to look at Chu Ling standing in front of the emperor.

The wind blew gently, Chu Ling stood still, standing upright like a pine and cypress, the clothes he was wearing were lightly swayed, and everyone was looking at Chu Ling.

"Haha~"

Chu Ling suddenly laughed, shook his head with a smile, picked up the wine jug and drank heavily, "Yingying Dynasty, there is no one who has the heart of the community, who eats the king, but there is no one who shares the worries of the king, who seeks the well-being of the society, and who expands the territory for the wind!" ”

Jiang Zhongzi's face changed slightly, and he looked at Chu Ling in astonishment, he had an intuition that Chu Ling's next poems would probably not be simple.

Huang Fu Xuan frowned slightly, leaned forward, his deep eyes looked at Chu Ling, and also looked at the high platform on the left and right, Huang Fu Xuan saw that the expressions of many people changed.

"Chu Ling!!"

"Angry hair rushes to the crown, leaning on the railing, Xiaoxiao rain rest!!"

When someone stood up and wanted to scold Chu Ling for being presumptuous, Chu Ling's face sank, and he shouted in a sonorous tone, "Raise your eyes, look up to the sky and roar, and be fierce." Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moons. Don't wait, the young man's head is white, empty and sad! ”

"Don't wait, the young man's head is white, empty and sad!!"

However, after reciting this, Chu Ling felt a feeling, looked up at the starry sky, and the full moon came into view, but he remembered a lot in his heart.

The word.

Xiao Yunhai's eyes opened slightly, he looked at Chu Ling in disbelief, his hanging hands trembled slightly, he remembered not only the North Garden, but also the Western Regions, the Eastern Regions, and the Southern Regions, and those good sons and daughters who guarded the Gale Territory, the hardships they went through, the hardships they experienced, but no one remembered.

At this moment, Xiao Yunhai looked at the Wind Emperor Fu Xuan.

Huang Fu Xuan shook his head slightly, and gestured slightly to Xiao Yunhai, but the essence that flashed in his eyes reflected Huang Fu Xuan's heart at the moment.

Isn't that what he wants to see?!

"Don't wait for a good sentence, the young man's head is white, and he is empty and sad!!"

Shangguan Hong stood up, the eyes of the two tigers were wide, and he pointed at Chu Ling and said: "Chu Ling, the top of your poem can be regarded as the soul of my good son!" ”

"Your Majesty, listen quickly."

Wang Wei followed, and Emperor Fu Xuan of Chaofeng hugged his fists and said: "The battle of the North Court to destroy Hu is to raise my strong wind and national prestige, the old minister knows His Majesty's concerns, but he should not be burdened by some guys in the court!" Your Majesty, as soon as you give an order, the old minister is willing to get rid of the thieves for the gale!! ”

Huangfu Xuan's face was calm, looking at the agitated Wang Wei, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and instead of being annoyed, his mood was relieved, this is the noble of the gale, this is the humerus of the gale, even if in some circumstances, they will hesitate and hesitate, but that heart has never changed.

There was an uproar.

“…… Drive a long car and step through the lack of Helan Mountain. Zhuang is hungry for Hulu meat, laughing and thirsty for Xiongnu blood. To start from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky. ”

In such a situation, Chu Ling was unaffected, raised the wine jug in his hand, looked at Liu Chengfeng, Li Kun and them, looked at Jiang Zhongzi, looked at Xiao Yunhai, looked at everyone he could see, and finally fixed his eyes on Huangfu Yunling, the Duchess of Shunguo who once regarded him as an ant.

"Good !!"

"Good !!"

"Color!!

At this moment, many nobles who have been suppressing their hearts all got up at this moment, their eyes changed, their momentum changed, and they vented in front of this Eight Treasures Ming Hall.

Previously, they were worried about the current situation in the DPRK and China, even if they had more grievances, they did not dare to say more easily, they were noble and noble, but now the situation in the DPRK is different.

Their blood is not cold.

Their hearts are not stopped.

"Chu Ling!! This palace is a good boy for me, and I respect you. ”

Similarly, when he saw his father's emperor's fleeting smile, the emperor Jingyu, who had been suppressing his heart, had slightly red eyes at the moment, picked up the wine, and shouted at Chu Ling.

"Third princess, this is a good boy for my good wind!"

Chu Ling raised the wine jug and whispered to Huangfu Jingyu: "If there is no good wind for me, how can Chu Ling be here and compose a song for my good good son?" ”

"Your Majesty~"

Seeing that the situation in front of him was slightly out of control, Gao Zhong frowned slightly, and whispered to Huang Fu Xuan, but Huang Fu Xuan stretched out his hand to interrupt, isn't this what he wants to see?

"Full drink!!"

"Full drink!!"

At this moment, many nobles whose blood is not cold have picked up the wine pot and shouted, they don't understand politics, and they don't want to understand, the fault is not disturbed by the current situation, the clan is worried, they are willing to fight on the battlefield all their lives, but in the world, how can everything be as they wish?

But at this moment, they want to fight for the good wind!

I want to fight for Li Qing, the prince of Shunguo in the north courtyard!

If it weren't for the situation between the DPRK and China, the battle to exterminate Hu would have started a long time ago!

The changes in front of the Eight Treasures Ming Hall, although many people did not hear it, but the words made by Chu Ling, as well as the changes of those people in front of the palace, many people heard and saw them.

"Don't wait, the young man's head is white, empty and sad."

"Stay from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky."

Su Shisan muttered to himself, looking at Chu Ling's figure, his expression became stunned, his hanging hands were clenched, and an emotion surged in his heart.

"Childe's lyrics made me want to join the army." Jun Hanlin carried the wine jug, his sharp eyes looked in the direction of the Eight Treasures Ming Hall, "It turns out that above this court, not all of them are selfish people, it turns out that under my strong wind, there are still so many people who are not cold in blood." ”

"yes."

Su 13 said abruptly: "They just stand too high and think too much, not as free and easy as Brother Chu." ”

"Haha~"

Jun Hanlin smiled and shook his head, "Forget it, I still won't join the army, it's good to stay by Gongzi's side, but Brother Su, don't you have any other ideas?" ”

"This glass of wine, to Brother Chu."

Su 13 didn't answer, but bent down to pick up the wine jug, and looked at Jun Hanlin with a firm look, "Compared with Brother Chu, I, Su Xian, are too different. ”