Shang Rang stood up and was about to seconded his brother's accusation against Zhu Wen, when he heard the king suddenly say, "You don't need to go to get the case file", so he had to sit down.

Huang Chao laughed, "If Gu Ruo really blamed Zhu Wen, he would have been taken down a long time ago." ”

He held the wine cup in one hand and patted Zhu Wen's shoulder with the other, and walked past his monk Junchang, "Small things, don't take them to heart. ”

Where did Zhu Wen dare to really rest assured, kowtowing and saying: "I'm guilty, I'm guilty......"

Shang Junchang's mind was even more complicated, thinking: "Sure enough, accompanying the king is like accompanying the tiger, the king has not yet become the emperor, and his mind has been incomprehensible, and I am afraid it will be even more difficult to figure out in the future." ”

The more he thought about it, the more afraid he became, and he regretted that he hadn't made all the preparations to rashly accuse Zhu Wen, for fear that it would leave a bad impression in the king's heart.

Huang Chao's gaze had never returned to Zhu Wen, Shang Junchang and the others since he moved away from them.

He has the world in mind and is proud. Compared with competing in the world, he is unwilling to spend too much energy on small things that speculate with his courtiers.

Huang Chao raised the wine cup to the generals and sighed, "Just a few days ago, some people spread rumors, saying that I ordered people to make hundreds of giant dumplings in Chenzhou, and at the same time started construction, and a large number of living villagers and captives, regardless of men and women, regardless of age or young, were all included in the giant dumplings, and they were ground into minced meat in an instant. They all talked about the people of Henan, Xu, Ru, Tang, Deng, Meng, Zheng, Bian, Cao, Xu, Yan and other dozens of prefectures, except for Chenzhou and Bianzhou, basically all of them were eaten up by lonely people, and there were more than 300,000 people before and after, hehe!"

He drank all the wine in his cup, glanced around the courtiers, and asked, "Do you say that those people are right or not?"

The generals hurriedly drank all the wine in their cups and bowed to the ground, "The king is really wronged!"

Shang Junchang had already quietly sat back in front of the case, and in order to make up for the city he had just lost, he hurriedly said: "Those people slander the king, their hearts can be punished, and they must be arrested and killed." ”

Huang Chao smiled and waved his hand, "Your opinion is still short-sighted, if Lone kills people because of this matter, I am afraid that his reputation will be more and more ruined in the future." ”

He took another glass of wine from the attendant's hand and drank it down, "I don't want to be understood by the world, I just hope that the people of the world will have their own cultivated fields and will no longer be exploited by the Nashi clan." I wonder if you soldiers are willing to work with Lone Heart to create that endless prosperous world?"

"The king is wise, and the ministers are willing to serve the dead!" the generals then kowtowed.

Huang Chao drank several glasses of wine by himself, no longer caring about these civil ministers and military generals underground, and paced himself in the courtyard, only to feel a faint poetic surge in his chest.

At the same time that Huang Chao was brewing poetry, Zhu Wen looked up, wiped the blood on his forehead, and quietly sat back in front of his desk with the other military generals.

He lowered his head and ate the melon and fruit as if no one was around, and he didn't look at the monk and the elder monk who had just complained about him, and he didn't seem to take it to heart.

He has recently made great achievements in war, and he has been greatly valued by the Yellow King, and he is very powerful in the rebel army. Although Shang Rang and Shang Jun Chang fought against him everywhere, it was difficult for him to touch his roots. In addition, he has recently made great achievements, and the masters of the Quanzhong Sect under his command are like clouds, so except for the military division and the royal road, it is difficult for ordinary people to fall into his eyes.

After he finished eating a piece of melon, he looked up at the empty table at the front, frowned, and thought, "Where did the military advisor go today, why didn't he even come to such an important conference?"

Time passed another cup of tea, and the military advisor Wang Daozhi still did not enter, but the leader over there, Huang Chao, had already begun to chant poetry, and for a while the generals were silent, and the sound could be heard even if a needle was dropped.

Huang Chao looked at the chrysanthemum potted plants in the courtyard, sniffed the fragrance of the flowers, opened his lips lightly, and said, "The sassy west wind is planted in the courtyard." ”

As soon as the poem came out, the hearts of the generals moved slightly and quietly discussed.

Shang Rang had always read poetry books, and leaned into his brother's ear and whispered: "The king's poem can be called courageous, and the four words of the sassy west wind alone have explained his desolate state of mind. ”

Shang Junchang nodded repeatedly, "Yes, that's what I mean." The chrysanthemums in the courtyard are all bleak in the autumn wind, isn't that the current situation of our rebels?"

In the past two days, Liu Yu defeated Wang Xianzhi's 100,000 soldiers and horses with 300 cavalry, which spread widely among the rebels. Every time the soldiers of the righteous army saw the body of their own general hanging high on the Mingde Gate of Chang'an City, they couldn't help but feel a sense of fear in their hearts, and their morale was very low.

Zhu Wen saw the Shang brothers bowing their heads and talking, smiled slightly, and thought: "These two people are really shallow, although the king's poem is desolate, it is nothing, even I can write it." If the master was there, I am afraid that he would have laughed like a child composing poetry. ”

Over there, Huang Chao continued to chant: "Rui Hanxiang is difficult to come. ”

The words are full of loneliness.

He shook his head as he finished saying this, his eyes swelling with sadness.

Seeing this, the generals hurriedly lowered their heads, they were all familiar with the habits of the king, and knew that he must be extremely resentful at this time.

Shang Rang sighed softly, "The king is using chrysanthemums as a metaphor, he is arrogant by nature, and he is frequently slandered by scholars, and his reputation is completely ruined by those who have ulterior motives. ”

Shang Jun sighed, "Which of us rebels can have a good reputation." Butterflies are hard to come, butterflies are hard to come, not only the king, but also ourselves!"

Zhu Wen's face was calm as usual, but he was sneering in his heart, "The king is also sour, instead of having time to sigh here, it is better to make friends with those scholars as soon as possible, and those who follow me will prosper and those who disobey me will die, so that the reputation of the rebel army can be reversed in one fell swoop." ”

Huang Chao passed through the large banquet, and the ministers hurriedly bowed their heads. He walked straight to a pot of golden chrysanthemums, stretched out his hand to caress the petals, and groaned, "If he is the Green Emperor!"

As soon as this sentence came out, it was like a dragon roaring, exhausting the ambition of a peerless hero. The momentum was so majestic that the military generals present looked sideways.

Even Zhu Wen's face couldn't help but change, and he said in his heart: "The spirit of this sentence is not weaker than the dragon chant that the military advisor made when he practiced in the camp that day. The reason why the king is a king is really meritorious, and you need to be careful in the future. ”

After listening to this poem of the king, Shang Rang said to Shang Jun: "The king is really the true son of the dragon, and it is not in vain that we have fought with him so far." ”

Shang Junchang's eyes lit up, "As long as you and my brothers work together, there must be our seat among the founding heroes." ”

The two kept talking, as if they had poured several jars of spirits, their faces flushed and their expressions excited.

Over there, Huang Chao quickly chanted the last sentence, "Report and peach blossoms bloom together." ”

At this point, the whole chrysanthemum poem is completed, and the spirit is so prosperous that few people in the world can win it.

The sassy west wind is full of courtyards,

It is difficult to come to the cold butterfly.

If I am the Green Emperor one day,

Newspaper and peach blossom bloom together!

In the courtyard, everyone was shocked! For a while, everyone was immersed in the artistic conception of the king's new poem, and it was difficult to extricate themselves for a long time.

"Come on, let's toast to the king's new poem!" Wang Xianzhi got up from his seat and raised the wine bottle to the ministers.

Huang Chao waved his hand again and again, "Where, where!"

Zhu Wen had already sensed Huang Chao's extraordinary bearing from this new poem, and felt slightly frightened in his heart, which was the first time in the past ten years that he had joined the rebel army.

After he leaned his neck and drank the wine in the cup, he hurriedly found an excuse and quietly left the table, and after leaving the courtyard gate, he only saw a few Confucian scholars chatting in the southeast corner of the courtyard wall.

The Confucian student happened to see it too, so he walked over without the rest of the people, "General, you have something to do with me?"

"Jing Xiang, let's find a place where no one is, I want to say a few words to you. Zhu Wen took Confucian by the arm and left.

The two of them came to the upstream stream, which happened to be very remote, and it was rare for anyone to arrive.

Jing Xiang is thirty-four years old this year, Chinese New Year's Eve, a tried and tested Confucian student, and the most conspicuous part of his face is a pair of eyes that are curved like the moon. Because the eyes are a little slender, they will squeeze into two arcs when they laugh.

But at this time, he didn't laugh, but asked Zhu Wen seriously: "The general must have felt something after listening to the king's poem "Chrysanthemum" just now, right?"

Zhu Wen nodded slowly, "You are my confidant, the only person I trust is you, tell me your opinion!"

Jing Xiang smiled slightly, "In addition to wanting to be the emperor of the people of the world, the king also wants to be the master of the common people." In his eyes, the so-called Taoism of nature and the unity of heaven and man are all bullshit, as long as he wants to do it, he can change everything at will. ”

Zhu Wen agreed very much when he heard this, and his face showed anxiety, "I thought he was an aspiring person, but he just wanted to ascend the throne and be addicted to the emperor." Today, if this is not the case, I'm afraid our affairs will have to be slowed down. ”

"No, I don't. Jing Xiang shook his head, "Has the general heard of a word?"