Chapter Eighty-Three: The Ice Kite and the Ugly Cow
At this point, this matter has finally been clarified, and the civil and military officials in the fog finally understand what all this is all about.
Since this 'Mo Chu' is just a pseudonym for the prince's folk play, it also means that Chu Mo is Mo Chu, and Mo Chu is also Chu Mo.
Then Liu Shutong's report will naturally be self-defeating!
Chu Mo slowly walked to Liu Shutong's side, and deliberately stimulated: "Lord Liu, this time, you lost to Gu again!"
Liu Shutong thought that this time it was really them who made a mistake and misunderstood Chu Mo.
But when he saw Chu Mo with a smug look on his face, this matter was obviously not so simple. So in Liu Shutong's heart, he immediately thought of another possibility.
That is, all of this was a game deliberately designed by Chu Mo in order to justify himself. Whether it is the king's beard or this collection of poems, it is just to make the world believe that these poems are from the hands of the crown prince Chu Mo.
Now that he is facing such a situation, if he wants to win back another game, he must prove that behind Chu Mo, there is actually another master, and several poems in this poetry collection are not written by Chu Mo, nor are they written by that 'Mo Chu'.
It was written by the master behind it.
It's not that hard to prove it.
So Liu Shutong immediately said to Emperor Chu again: "Your Majesty, Weichen suspects that there are other masters behind His Highness, and these poems are all written by the masters behind him. In fact, in this matter, it was not the prince who borrowed the hand of 'Mo Chu', but the prince and Mo Chu borrowed the hand of the person behind them. ”
Emperor Chu said angrily: "Liu Qing's family, now that the matter has been clarified, everything is just that the prince used a pseudonym among the people, which caused these misunderstandings." Now that the misunderstanding has been explained, you still want to bite the prince to death, what is your intention?"
"Your Majesty, Weichen is fiercely loyal, but he doesn't want the future monarch of Chu to be a deceitful villain. Liu Shutong pointed directly at Chu Mo and scolded.
Chu Mo also immediately reprimanded angrily: "What a bold man, the prince of the Chu State is alone, how can you be allowed to slander wantonly?"
"Whether Weichen is slanderous or not, the prince knows it. Liu Shutong gritted his teeth and said.
Chu Mo nodded heavily and replied: "Okay, since you are sure that these poems are not written by Lone, then Lonely, may I ask you, who wrote these poems?"
"Wei Chen has long said that behind His Highness, there must be a peerless talent who is proficient in poetry and writing to give His Highness a contemporary pen. Liu Shutong suddenly sneered: "If Your Highness wants to prove that these poems are really from you, it is not impossible." ”
"What's the way?" Chu Mo asked.
Liu Shutong immediately pointed to the civil and military officials around him, and said loudly: "Now in front of the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty, Weichen will make the question, if His Highness can write such a masterpiece for the ages, Weichen will be convinced!"
"What are you for, and you are worthy of it?" Chu Mo said with disdain.
But seeing him like this, Liu Shutong became even more pleased, and said proudly: "What? Could it be that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is afraid? Or is it that without the help of the master behind him, His Royal Highness will not be able to write poems?"
"Hehe, joke, Gu Nai is the dignified prince of Chu State, how can he be afraid of you? It's just that you slander Gu's reputation three or four times, if Gu proves that these poems are really from Gu's hand this time, what should you do?" Chu Mo glared at Liu Shutong directly, and his eyes already showed killing intent.
Although this Liu Shutong is not good at being an official, he still has this eyesight, and as soon as he saw Chu Mo's eyes, he immediately understood that at this moment he was already difficult to ride a tiger.
If he fails to bring down the prince today, he will surely incur the prince's revenge in the future.
Rather than this, it is better to take a big gamble, as the so-called willing to cut his body, dare to pull the emperor off the horse, let alone just a prince.
So Liu Shutong looked at Chu Mo and replied solemnly: "Weichen is willing to gamble on my old life, if the prince can prove it, you really have the talent to write these poems, and my old life is at the disposal of the prince!"
"Okay, then please ask my father and the ministers to make a testimony together, and later Lord Liu will personally test Lone's poems, if Lone can't write such a good sentence through the ages, he will be a fraudster. If Lone can write it, Lord Liu's life will be disposed of by Lonely!"
Emperor Chu looked at them with a solemn face, and finally wanted to persuade them: "Liu Qing's family, this matter is already very clear, or if you pay compensation to the prince, this matter will be settled?"
"Your Majesty, Weichen is willing to pay for this old life, just to return the truth to the world. Liu Shu said heavily.
Emperor Chu had no choice but to agree to their bet.
Soon, Emperor Chu ordered someone to bring pen and paper to wait, and asked one of the scholars to prepare to write down the poems that Chu Mo was going to write down at any time, so that the hundred officials present could review it to see if the level was up to standard.
When everything was ready, Chu Mo stretched out a hand to Liu Shutong and said, "Lord Liu, please ask the question!"
Liu Shutong nodded and said, "Okay! Then please ask Your Highness first to compose a poem with Meilan, Zhuju, and Chrysanthemum." A stick of incense for a limited time!"
Chu Mo shook his head and said with a smile: "No need, within seven steps, you can become a poem." ”
Then, Chu Mo took a step forward, and immediately read in his mouth: "Mei Xue is not willing to descend in the spring, and the sassy people put aside the pen to comment on the chapter." The plum and snow are three points white, but the snow loses the plum and a piece of fragrance. ”
"No one knows Lansheng Valley, and the guest Dongxuan leaves me fragrant. Knowing that Qingfen can relieve filth, he is even more merciful and merciful. ”
"It is better to eat without meat than to live without bamboo. No meat makes people thin, and no bamboo makes people vulgar. ”
"The knot is in the human realm, and there is no noise of cars and horses. Ask you, how can you be? Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely see the South Mountain. The mountain weather is good, and the birds are returning. There is a true meaning in this, and I have forgotten to distinguish it. ”
When he finished reading the last line of the poem, Chu Mo only took six steps, and the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, as well as the bachelor who was responsible for transcribing the poems, were already shocked and dumbfounded.
But Liu Shutong still refused to give up, and continued: "Your Highness will write a poem with the country breaking mountains and rivers!"
Chu Mo waved his hand and said fiercely: "The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is deep in spring and grass. When I feel the tears, I hate the birds. The beacon fire lasted for three months, and the family letter was worth 10,000 dollars. The whitehead scratching is shorter, and the hairpin is overwhelming. ”
Liu Shutong wiped his sweat and continued: "Write a poem in praise of plants and trees. ”
Chu Mo continued to recite: "Leaving the grass on the plain, one year old and one withered. Wildfires burn inexhaustibly, and spring breezes blow and regenerate. ”
Subsequently, Liu Shutong asked more than a dozen questions in a row, and Chu Mo answered them all fluently, and every poem is a masterpiece of the time, and it can be a famous sentence that can be passed down for centuries.
In the end, Liu Shutong sat down directly on the ground, revealing a dejected look, and muttered to himself: "How can this be? How can this be? How can you be a foolish person for half your life, how can you blurt out so many eternal sentences, how can you embarrass us who have been studying hard for decades?"
"Strange and lonely?"
The corners of Chu Mo's mouth twitched, revealing a sneer.
Immediately afterwards, he looked at Chu Sheng, the eldest prince, and Chu Yu, the fourth prince, who were already sweating profusely, and suddenly shouted outside the hall: "Where are the golden armor guards?"
Two golden-armored guards wearing gold armor and matching golden knives walked into the main hall and saluted Chu Mo, "What do you command the prince?"
Chu Mo pointed at Liu Shutong, who was paralyzed on the ground, and scolded angrily: "Drag Liu Shutong to the noon gate and show the public!"