This, with bad intentions!

There are so many people at the scene who don't call me, why do they call me?

Just because I'm handsome?

Hmph, it must be ill-intentioned!

Don't fall for this!

Many people present were a little familiar after seeing Zhao Changqing, but they just couldn't remember who he was.

There is no choice but to do this.

It's just because Zhao Changqing hides his identity every time he comes to look for flowers and ask Liu, and except for a few people such as Cao Shen, no one knows his identity.

Most of them felt as if they had seen Zhao Changqing when they came here before.

"This girl, I think you're calling the wrong person, and you don't know how to do poetry. "Zhao Changqing is too lazy to take care of her, if she can't do it, she won't do it, what's there to be ashamed of?

Who knew that this woman thought in her heart that Zhao Changqing was unwilling to open this golden mouth, and thought that a righteous gentleman like him would disdain to leave ink treasures for a Hongchen woman like me, right?

What a high-spirited quality.

"If the son is unwilling, the little girl will not force it. As he spoke, tears fell.

Zhao Changqing saw the disgust in his eyes.

Green tea.

Isn't this a veritable green tea?

Winning the world's sympathy through tears?

Hehe, are you really so stupid as the world?

However, the next second......

"This son, for the sake of seeing Miss Ling'er begging so hard, you can reluctantly compose a poem for her, right?"

"Yes, Son, I feel sorry for the beauty crying, this is always a bad thing!"

“......”

Zhao Changqing was a little confused when he heard everyone's discussions.

You licking dogs, it's so easy to be confused by this woman?

This woman is really a fox, a femme fatale!

One look at her knows she's not a good thing!

Hum!

Even if you kneel down and beg Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will not pop out of your mouth today and let me compose poems, it is not as good as your dreams on the spot!

it!

Really kneeling!

Zhao Changqing looked at a scholar kneeling on one knee in front of him, and felt very sad, how can a seven-foot-tall man kneel for a woman?

It's over, brother!

"Let's ask Childe to compose a poem!" said the man who knelt down on one knee.

Zhao Changqing shook his head.

He doesn't write poetry about anything.

Can you compose poems early?

One by one, you just want to see me embarrassed?

Zhao Changqing looked at the Oiran who was still standing on the stage again, and felt that all this was deliberately done by her, just to make it impossible for herself!

Kitsune!

Spoiled!

As a result, Zhao Changqing disliked her even more in his heart.

"That boy downstairs, if you can't make a good poem, it doesn't matter, I will never laugh at you. The son, whose father was a servant of the ministry, spoke.

Zhao Changqing looked at the second floor and said, "It's not a big deal to watch the excitement, is it? Why don't you chant a poem?"

The boy said: "In Xia Wangshi, I have been reading poetry since I was a child, and my father is the servant of today's ministry, so such a small thing as writing poetry is naturally handy, unlike Your Excellency, you seem to have no ink in your chest, and you can't make poetry."

If you can make it, you might as well make a poem first, this poem of this son, it must be the finale. ”

Listen, what's the tone?

Look down on whom!

Your father is a servant of the ministry, are you awesome?

"Where is Zhao Zilong!"

Zhao Changqing suddenly shouted in the uproar of the crowd.

Behind him, Zhao Zilong hugged his fists and said, "The last general!"

Zhao Changqing stretched out a finger and pointed at Wang Shi, and when everyone was surprised, they only heard him say: "Beat him!"

"The last general commands!" Zhao Zilong said, in full view of everyone, in Wang Shi's extreme bewilderment, he jumped to the second floor, and beat Wang Shi.

I only heard Wang Shi say while being beaten: "Bold thief! My father is a servant of the ministry! You dare to commit murder in public at the feet of the Son of Heaven!"

The voice is getting quieter and quieter...

The second floor is a mess.

The people in the entire Fengyue Building were extremely surprised.

Everyone was speculating about Zhao Changqing's identity, after all, Zhao Zilong's 'last general' just now, the voice was so thick that everyone heard it.

When Zhao Zilong was beating Wang Shi, Zhao Changqing said again: "You don't have to kill him, he will be beaten so that his father can't recognize him!"

Zhao Zilong responded loudly on the second floor: "The last general is ordered!"

In this way, in the entire Fengyue Building, except for the sound of punching and kicking on the second floor and Wang Shi's ah-ah-ah, there was silence.

Zhao Changqing felt that this was a good opportunity to pretend to be forced.

Don't pretend to be white, don't pretend.

The key is that he is annoyed and disgusting to the licking dog and the vixen present!

"I'm so disappointed to wait. Zhao Changqing entered the sage mode in a second.

"Now that the enemy country is coming, the capital is in danger, and you only know that you have come here to look for flowers and ask willows, try to ask if this continues, will the capital still be saved?

Zhao Changqing made a look of deep hatred for everyone present.

Everyone: "So what are you doing here?

Zhao Changqing saw that Zhao Zilong had beaten him almost, so he glared at the Oiran and said disdainfully: "Isn't it just a poem?

The smoke cage is cold, the moon is long, and the sand is long, and the night comes to the restaurant near Gyeonggi. The merchant girl doesn't know how to insult the country and hate, and she still sings the backyard flowers across the river!

Farewell!"

Why don't you leave after pretending?

What if they come up with a good sentence and let themselves compose a poem?

There are only a few poems that I can memorize, is it possible that I have tossed them all in one go?

Let's sneak away first!

Du Mu's father, I'm sorry.

Everyone present was shocked by Zhao Changqing's voice, and they felt embarrassed.

Just now, I was still holding the mentality of Zhao Changqing making a fool of myself and watching jokes, but he was slapped in the face in the next second.

Don't people want to write poetry?

Don't people know how to compose poetry?

People are saving face for us!

Why are you so ignorant?

Of them, if you want to say who feels the most humiliated, it is undoubtedly Oiran.

Sure enough, does this gentleman look down on a businesswoman like me?

But if the little woman has the slightest idea, why did she fall here?

If you want to be a person and be an upright person, the little girl must first ensure that she is alive, right?

Childe, don't worry, the next time you see Ling'er, Ling'er will definitely make you feel that Ling'er is different from other businesswomen.

What kind of ambition did he have to write such great poems?

The word righteous gentleman, this son is the one who should not give in.

Seeing that Zhao Changqing was about to step out of the threshold of the Qinglou, Oiran reacted and hurriedly said, "Dare to ask the name of the son? ”

Leave a memory?

Did I make you feel ashamed, so you want to get revenge on me?

All right!

Your Highness wants to see how you take revenge on me!

"If you don't change your name, you won't change your surname, Your Royal Highness Zhao Changqing is also!"

After Zhao Changqing finished speaking, he stepped out of the threshold without looking back.

At this time, Zhao Zilong came behind Zhao Changqing in a flash, followed him closely, and never left.

As soon as Zhao Changqing left, there was an uproar again in Fengyue Tower.

"He turned out to be His Royal Highness the Great Prince!"

"Yes, he is the eldest prince, and if you see the truth today, it is worth it to die. ”

“......”

Wang Shi, who was dying beyond recognition: "It's over, this beating is in vain." ”

When the Oiran heard his name, he had mixed feelings in his heart, "It turns out that he is His Royal Highness the Great Prince, who has recently been rumored to be a god, no wonder he can make such poems, how can people who have the country in their hearts care about me, this little woman?"

I don't know if there will be a chance to meet in the future, I hope he can show his life's ambitions, repel the Chu army, and recover the great rivers and mountains.

I heard others say that he had been clumsy in self-defilement for several years, and he should have suffered a lot of grievances, right? ”

After Zhao Changqing made such a fuss, the so-called poetry could have an opportunity to have a close contact with the Oiran, which was naturally canceled.

......

Palace.

Xuanzheng Palace.

"Okay, okay, this is my royal descendant, worried about the country and the people! Zhong Qiu, spread the poem written by my emperor throughout the capital, so that more people can know it. ”

After learning about Zhao Changqing's poems, Emperor Wei couldn't hide his joy and praised them again and again.

Such a person who worries about the country and the people is his good son!

Go into battle to kill the enemy's poetry and songs, proficient in everything, this is my son, okay!

Zhong Qiu nodded, he is a literati, and from the perspective of a literati, this poem is enough to be passed down and worth spreading.

At the same time, he also gave birth to a feeling of 'giving birth to a son should be like a prince'.

Harem.

Changle Palace.

In front of all her girlfriends, Changle read out loud the poems written by her brother, and at this moment, she was proud and proud.

This is my brother!

In the past, in order to live, he did not hesitate to hide himself, but now he has a heavy army, and he has finally begun to emerge.

Brother, I really hurt you before.

All the ladies in the Changle Palace also admired Zhao Changqing.

The general of the building is tilted, turning the tide in the fall, being ordered in danger, resisting the Chu army, and winning again and again, and can also make poems and songs, this kind of man who is both civil and military, this kind of man who stands up to the sky, isn't it the appearance of the future perfect husband that he thinks about day and night?

I really envy the eldest princess for having such a brother who serves the country and the people.

I heard that the eldest prince had been clumsy for some reason before, and during that time, he should have suffered a lot of grievances and hardships, right?

Such a man is really worth yearning for.

Zhao Changqing never thought that these most popular ladies in the past would be able to change their attitude towards themselves because of one of their plagiarized poems, and faintly showed their admiration for themselves.

Knowing this, he didn't bother to please them.

If it weren't for Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess to stop you every time, I'm afraid that all of our sisters who committed suicide because of this would have lined up from the city gate to the inner streets. ”

......

In the camp of the Chu army.

Xiang Nantian felt a little depressed.

Why?

is the same person, why are you so good?

Even if you know how to fight, you can still recite poetry?

Damn, don't bring such an irritating person.

......

ps: Zhao Changqing: Actually, at the beginning, I didn't want to pretend to be this force, but it's hard to be gracious, can you not pretend to be sent to the door?

Also, how many words do you say Your Highness will update tomorrow before I can vote for recommendation!