Chapter 221: The Demons in the Poem

Prime Minister Tokh laughed loudly: "If Zhang's head is really very talented, it won't be in vain the emperor's favor for Zhang's master, isn't it?"

The civil officials below nodded, and they all smiled and echoed the words of the prime minister, and almost flattered: Xiangye, what you said is right, very right, very right. X

As for the people on the military general's side, they stood quietly at this time, not at all fluctuating for the gossip of the civilian officials, and the generalissimo and the generals looked at their noses and noses, and they were detached.

If anyone regards them as weak and incompetent people, it is really wrong, even if they get rid of the prime minister, they have to give this group of generals a little thin face, after all, they control the military power, it is not a joke.

Liu Kui saw that everyone was watching a good show, as if he wanted to see him embarrassed, and secretly said in his heart: Hmph! A group of arrogant maniacs who have no one in their eyes are really heartbreaking.

"Since everyone wants to see it, I will remind everyone first, this poem is concise and concise, the artistic conception is in place, it is a poem about the sublimation of the soul when love is in full swing, and you don't want to see the poem enter the ugly state. Liu Kui said as if I was thinking about you.

"Oh, could it be that this poem can be compared to the masterpiece of the poet fairy Li Bai, with rich imagination, and the colors of the world in the poem are beautiful, fascinating?" asked the prime minister with a smile.

"I don't dare to compare it with a poet, but this poem can definitely become a chant...... Magic Poetry. Liu Jiong said seriously, he was writing the poem Zhang Wuji said, and he thought about it carefully.

It's really a simple description, but it's a three-point thing.

"Come on, come on, you Aiqing have such leisure in the morning, I also want to participate in a ......"

When the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty saw Emperor Yuan Hui walking up to the high platform from the side, they also asked the officials below to bow down with a smile on their faces.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I heard Liu Aiqing say that the head of the Wudang faction has chanted a poem of a new height, which is comparable to a poetic madness?" Emperor Yuan Hui looked at Liu Kui with a smile and asked.

Hearing this, Liu Kui took a step forward, first hugged his fists and bowed, and then said: "This poem is written by Zhang Zhang, please take a look at it, the emperor?"

"Hey! The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty are watching, and they can't let me have a sneak peek, so Lord Liu opens it and lets everyone watch it. Emperor Yuan Hui smiled with a friendly look.

"This ...... This poetic conception is fascinating, I don't know if the emperor wants to dismiss the palace maids in the Jinluan Palace first?" Liu Kui looked slightly embarrassed, so as not to be spread out when the time came, he Liu Kui is a demon in poetry.

"It's okay, I believe that everyone has a line of defense in their hearts, and just a poem is just a poem, how can it affect people?" said Emperor Yuan Hui with a wave of his hand, looking disbelieving.

Liu Kui nodded, the emperor has said so, what else can he say? Do you really want to say that this poem is like being in the love of men and women?

Liu Kui slowly opened the picture scroll, when the upright and stable handwriting in the picture scroll was revealed, Emperor Yuan Hui nodded, Liu Kui is upright, and he thinks about the people wholeheartedly, it is really like a person!

However, when the content of the painting scroll was revealed little by little, his face was imperceptibly red, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, remembering Li Guifei's graceful body......

"Suddenly, he sighed and spit out white dew...... Emperor Yuan Hui read the last sentence carefully, and suddenly realized, patted his thigh, and praised: "Wonderful, wonderful! This poem is really called a demon in the poem, a good poem is so wet!"

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, Emperor Yuan Hui found that the palace maids behind him seemed to be a little unstable at this time, and their legs swayed inadvertently, as if they were itching somewhere, but they didn't dare to scratch it, so they could only rely on the friction of their thighs to smooth out that feeling.

At this time, the palace maids blushed, their hearts were beating loudly, and they secretly exclaimed in their hearts...... This is the head of the ...... This hand makes them so wet!

After a careful aftertaste, he asked what the world was like, and asked people to take off their pants and take out unknown things...... This unknown thing, all the palaces floated to Emperor Yuan Hui with expectant looks...... When they saw Emperor Yuan Hui's navel three inches below, an unknown object stood tall at this time.

The yellow dragon robe can clearly be seen protruding a huge dragon head.

The palace maids exclaimed: The emperor's dragon root is really upright and huge, and the blessings of the harem concubines!

Thinking of them in the palace, the eunuchs didn't have that thing, and the guards were forbidden to enter the harem, so when they longed, they could only go to the imperial dining room to steal a few cold cucumbers, so as to replace the unknown and go deep into the unknown place.

Sighing in my heart, I thought that it seemed that I hadn't tried it for a long time, and the palace maids looked at each other, all with the same meaning, so they came to discuss with each other, and turned back to the sisters, let's go to the imperial dining room and get cucumbers.

The civil and military officials in the Jinluan Palace were all curiously looking at what Liu Jiong was holding in his hand with his back to them at this time, the emperor's face turned red, and the palace maids twisted and pinched, and their legs rubbed slightly, causing the skirt to shake slightly.

At this time, Emperor Yuan Hui looked a little unfinished, and said with a smile: "This poem ...... It's fascinating, I ...... was almost lost in it, Liu Aiqing announced the poem to everyone. ”

"If there is no major event in today's early dynasty, let's retreat!" Emperor Yuan Hui stood up after speaking, and at the moment of standing, the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty were slightly stunned, usually the emperor does not walk like this, why does it look a bit like walking with a hunched waist today?

Emperor Yuan Hui left, and a group of palace maids also walked out, but smelling the smell of men coming from Emperor Yuan Hui's body, their legs were paralyzed for a while, and they almost collapsed to the ground while walking on the road.

The hundred officials sent Emperor Yuan Hui away, and they came to Liu Kui one after another, wanting to have a glimpse of it and see what kind of poetry it was, which was so fascinating that even the emperor's dragon body was affected.

"When I ask what is going on in the world, I tell people to take off their pants...... Insulting Sven Insulting Sven ......" When the cabinet assistant looked at the content of the poem at this time, his face turned red, and he called insulting Sven again and again.

Although the prime minister and the others didn't say anything, there was a hint of displeasure on their faces, after all, this thing was too straightforward, and when they saw the last sentence, they didn't realize it at first.

When they came to their senses, they all had a feeling that poetry could still be used like this, and it was so appropriate......

They finally realized that the poem was concise and to the point, and that the description was fascinating, and their old faces were slightly flushed.

Liu Kui suddenly closed the scroll, raised his head at this time, and when the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty all had a feeling of being sudden, coupled with the obvious protrusion of three inches below the umbilicus, he laughed smugly.

Secretly said: Let you underestimate Zhang, what else do you have to say now?