On the Qianyuan Hall of thousands of people, there was silence for a moment.

Emperor Liao still had a warm smile on his face, and looked at Song Yu with a smile.

Senior officials of other countries' missions also looked at Song Yu's side.

Only the officials on Zhao Guoli's side had a strange expression on their faces.

This situation and this scene are familiar!

I vaguely remember that when Song Yu did "Man Jianghong", it seemed that the members of the Qi State Mission were the first to make trouble.

A group of soft-boned Zhao officials followed.

In the end, when the song came out, everyone was dumbfounded.

The people of Qi really remember to eat or fight, they have suffered so many losses before, but the result is still not a long lesson at all.

Tian Hengdu has already spoken, how can the young literati of Qi State show weakness?

In the main hall, there are Qi literati who said loudly: "I have heard for a long time that Zhao Guoyu's son's literary brilliance is shocking to the world, and his martial arts are proud of the world......

"I don't dare to take the first half of the sentence, after all, there is no first, there are more talented people in this world, as for the latter sentence, this king can claim it, in terms of martial arts, this king is indeed very powerful." Song Yu opened his mouth lightly, interrupting the words of this Qi literati.

There was a moment of silence in the hall, followed by a burst of laughter.

Everyone understands what Song Yu meant by these words.

The literati of the Qi State said with a red face: "Your officials are all the emperors of my Qi country, and your Yong King is just relying on the emptiness of the southern part of my Qi country, and you don't talk about the sneak attack of martial arts, what kind of ability is it?" In this grand event, I, Qi Guo Junjie, will let you understand that you are just a frog at the bottom of a well! In addition, now we are talking about things that make you compose poems, and if you can't do it, take the initiative to admit it......"

As soon as these words came out, many people couldn't help but look at this Qi State scholar who was a little angry and confused.

A Liao scholar couldn't help but say: "King Yong has already said, there is not much ink in his stomach, except for scolding you Qi Kingdom, he can't make other poems, and, what kind of person are you?" People are dignified princes, you let people compose poems, and they will compose poems? How old are you? ”

"Hahaha......"

Many people in the hall couldn't help but laugh again.

Emperor Liao looked at Song Yu and said with a smile: "Young Master Yu, everyone expects it, this kind of happy scene is not a poem, isn't it a waste of this opportunity?" ”

The Prince of Liao, who had accompanied Song Yu before, also smiled and said, "Why don't you ...... Yu Gongzi makes another scolding poem? ”

Tian Heng, the envoy of the Qi State, had an extremely ugly face.

It's a shame!

This kind of behavior of pointing at the bald man and scolding the monk actually appeared again in the monarch and prince of a country.

It was the emperor of Zhao before, but this time it was even more excessive, and it was actually in front of the envoys of various countries...... In front of thousands of people, so without giving face, one day, my Qi country will regain its strength, and it will make all of you pay the price!

Song Yu glanced at the expressions on the faces of the literati and warriors of various countries in the hall who could not see the end, and sighed softly.

turned to Tian Heng and said, "Since Emperor Liao has said it, then I will ...... Really scolded you? ”

Tian Heng: "......"

Emperor Liao and the high-ranking officials of the missions of various countries couldn't help but look strange and forced a smile.

When encountering a young boss like Song Yu, who is full of gangsterism, he would have hid far away from provoking him if he changed someone, but this one is good, and he has to take the initiative to provoke.

Song Yu looked at Tian Heng and raised his eyebrows: "Why don't you speak again?" What do you mean? Look down on this king? ”

Tian Heng gritted his teeth and said: "If you have the ability, you will write another song like Man Jianghong, writing about the Mid-Autumn Festival...... Scold me! ”

Song Yu smiled and shook his head: "That's not good, Man Jianghong didn't scold you, you don't deserve it." ”

"Hahahaha......"

At this time, the young people of countless countries in the hall were completely unable to hold back, and burst into laughter.

In the huge Qianyuan Palace, it was once again full of cheerful atmosphere.

Tian Heng's face was pale, and he glared at Song Yu angrily.

Song Yu said seriously: "But since you are so thirsty, this king is a kind-hearted and soft-hearted person, and he is not good at refusing, so it will be good to satisfy you, but don't think about it like Man Jianghong, you are not qualified enough!" ”

Tian Heng gritted his teeth and said: "I want to see what kind of Mid-Autumn Festival poem you can make to scold me!" ”

Song Yu thought for a while and said: "I can't talk about scolding, I just think that people like you who turn their backs on your ancestors and recognize thieves as your father are very pitiful, and on a good day like today, this king is not good at spoiling the scenery, so I will send you a poem, which is considered a ...... Well, a friendly reminder! ”

At this time, there was silence in the Qianyuan Palace.

Those women who admired Song Yu couldn't help but lean forward, their eyes widened, wanting to see what kind of poem this world-famous Yu Gongzi could make.

Someone quickly moved a table, and the Liao Emperor was interested, drove away the palace maid who was going to polish the ink, and said: "Song Yu, I will personally study the ink for you!" ”

The muscles on Song Yu's face twitched, and he said, "Your Majesty, this ...... Right? ”

Emperor Liao smiled and said: "The world-famous Yu Gongzi Mobao, I also want it!" ”

Song Yu was a little embarrassed: "But my poem is for Tian Hengtian's envoy." ”

Emperor Liao waved his hand: "It's okay, just go back and let someone copy it for him!" ”

"That'...... Let's go! ”

Song Yu walked to the table and picked up the brush.

used to be a very good teenager, but now that Song Yu has achieved cultivation, his control of power is wonderful.

Pick up a big wolf pen, write the first sentence on the fine rice paper—

The twilight clouds are overflowing and cold!

"Good word! Good sentence! ”

Emperor Liao, who was grinding ink on the side, immediately praised loudly.

Song Yu's words have a special charm that teenagers don't have.

It is an instinct to integrate sword intent into the handwriting, just like the Sword Immortal Open Heaven Diagram, which is obviously just a painting, but it can make people comprehend the supreme sword technique from it.

Although Song Yu is already very restrained, the kind of kendo aura that has been integrated into his soul still reveals a little bit.

The words written are magnificent, round and full, and the blank space is full of charm.

At this time, some Liao nobles and high-ranking officials of the mission also came over to see, and those who knew calligraphy and swordsmanship all had solemn faces and a little shock in their eyes.

The people outside couldn't see it, and they were all in a hurry.

Someone couldn't help but ask aloud, "Can you read it out?" ”

A calligrapher among the nobles of the Liao Kingdom, who is also a master of swordsmanship, said loudly: "The twilight clouds are overflowing and cold...... Yu Gongzi's poem is full of charm and far-reaching artistic conception, but there is no irony? ”

Song Yu didn't respond, waved his pen again, and the second line of the poem jumped on the paper-

Yinhan silently turns the jade plate!

The Liao nobleman recited it aloud again.

At this moment, a large number of literati in the hall all shook their heads, repeating the first two lines of this poem in their mouths-

"The twilight clouds are overflowing and cold, and the silver man silently turns the jade plate."

The eyes of the young woman with literary brilliance lit up.

"Young Master Yu is really talented!"

These two sentences are beautifully poetic, full of pictures, and the battle is also very neat...... That's nice! ”

Tian Heng, the envoy of Qi State, who had always been a little worried, put his heart in his stomach at this time, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Song Yu's talent, he actually admitted.

There are so many famous sentences in the front, and Man Jianghong in the back, as long as the brain does not enter the water, who dares to say that Song Yu has a false name?

But he just doesn't like Song Yu, and all the people of Zhao are not pleasing to the eye, even if he fights to "lose both", he hopes to make Song Yu deflated once.

"It's just two very ordinary verses describing the Mid-Autumn Festival, Prince Song, where is your kind reminder to me?" He spoke.

Song Yu ignored him, and wrote the last two sentences-

This night is not good in this life, where will the bright moon look next year.

When these two lines of poetry were read aloud by the Liao nobleman, Tian Heng immediately stood there.

There is a lot of ink in his stomach, and the level is there.

Naturally, I instantly understood the hidden meaning of Song Yu's poem.

At this time, almost all the literati in the main hall, some warriors, were reciting these four verses.

Some half-witted people couldn't help but wonder in their hearts and asked, "What does this poem mean?" Where is the reminder? ”

A young and handsome scholar explained: "The four lines of Yu Gongzi's poems are really not scolding, let alone sarcasm, but when it comes to kind reminders...... I think, for that envoy of the Qi country, there is, right? ”

"Tell me about it!"

"Explain it to us!"

"I just think it's amazing, but I don't understand it at all!"

Many young warriors in the hall shouted loudly.

This scholar was a little embarrassed: "In front of His Majesty the Emperor, I won't be ugly, or let the author Yu Gongzi explain it himself?" ”

Emperor Liao glanced at it, and he recognized the young man who spoke, and it was the champion he hand-picked!

He smiled and said, "Wei Chen, it's okay for you to say it. ”

The champion of the Liao State named Wei Chen bowed his hand to the Liao Emperor, and then bowed to Song Yu, and said: "Since Your Majesty said it, then in the next Bucai, I will boldly interpret the four poems of Yu Gongzi......

The hall became quiet.

Wei Chen said: "The first two sentences are to describe the Mid-Autumn Festival, Yu Gongzi uses exquisite words, the artistic conception is far-reaching, and he does not write the moon directly, but people know that he is writing the moon when he hears it, and the charm of the moonlight like water is perfectly presented." ”

The last two sentences...... It should be Yu Gongzi's reminder to this envoy of the Qi State, I look at this adult, he has a Han face, but he works for the Qi State, it should be that the ancestors are Han people, right? ”

The champion of the Liao State is not worthy of the envoy of the Qi State, and when he speaks, he is also very direct.

Tian Heng's face was not very good-looking, and he didn't admit it, but he didn't deny it either.

Wei Chen continued: "The last two sentences can be called a stroke of genius, this life and this night, for Mingyue next year, Yu Gongzi's talent, I am ashamed of myself!" ”

It not only describes the rare moonlight on this night, but also laments where to enjoy the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival next year...... Hmmm......"

He hesitated a little and said, "Since Gongzi Yu said that this is a kind reminder, he should just want to say to this envoy of the Qi State that if you have that idle heart to come to me, it is better to think more about where you will enjoy the moon next year." ”

After speaking, he arched his hand at Tian Hengyi and showed an apologetic smile: "Offended, it may not be completely correct to interpret it, but in the next, I think so." ”

(End of chapter)