When a poem came out, everyone in the hall was shocked.

Mr. Lu widened his eyes, and the county magistrate Fang's smile was frozen. Xiao He was about to drink, but the wine glass in his hand poured over his body and didn't know it.

Hou Qing's eyes were burning, Firefly hooked her face solemnly, Meng Tian clenched her fists, Jian Jiu's heart was surging, Yuan Tiangang's eyes were slightly narrowed...

Everyone in the audience couldn't help but be silent, forgetting where they were and what they were doing.

Next to the corridor outside the banquet, Lu Zhi was peeking through the hollowed-out wall window, and Lu Su and the other two were also moved.

The meaning of the poem is so grand!

With the sky and earth as the bed, the sun, moon and stars are accompanied by, and even if one foot is stretched out when sleeping, the mountains, rivers, and the country may be broken.

Emperor's poem!

This is an emperor's poem!

Everyone was shocked. Looking at Ying Ziye, they felt like they were looking at a king.

"Eighth Prince, the emperor's appearance!"

Meng Tian calmed down and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"How can Master Fusu beat the Eighth Master?!"

At this moment, I heard this poem.

In addition, along the way, Meng Tian saw what Ying Ziye did.

Invented and created the method of purifying and refining salt, curved plow, and papermaking in every move.

It was found out that the officers and soldiers of Yingchuan County were like bandits, the killing of honest officials, the dark side of the mine, the counterfeit currency in Xu County, and the disappearance of children and young people in Chen County, and the county magistrate and others colluded with the Qishazong.

His beliefs could not help but be shaken.

Even though Meng Tian was the teacher of Fusu, he wanted to persuade Fusu not to compete for the throne again, and directly bowed his head and surrendered.

Because compared to the kind and righteous but weak personality, a gentleman can deceive the gentleman.

The Eighth Master is better than him in any aspect!

County Magistrate Fang's face was solemn and his eyes were frightened.

The person in front of you is absolutely extraordinary.

The princes and princes are not sure which princes and nobles are!

As for the emperor, County Magistrate Fang dared not think about this.

Mr. Lu sighed happily and said with emotion: "Mr. Zhao really opened my eyes."

"Good poems, good poems!"

The guests in the hall were cheering loudly.

Everyone was impressed by the magnificent emperor's poems.

Xiao He's eyes were like a torch, and he looked at Ying Ziye, extremely hot.

Lu Zhi and Lu Su, who were peeking at him not far away, looked at Ying Ziye's slender and tall figure, and felt the emperor's meaning in the poem.

It is also beautiful eyes that flow with a light, and the eyes are filled with light.

Admiration for it!

Which girl doesn’t have spring, so beautiful and beautiful, how can a real man not love her?

Near the night.

The banquet ended and the guests dispersed.

"Young Master Zhao, it's late, how about having a meal at my husband's house?"

Mr. Lu asked with a smile, but he wanted to keep Ying Ziye.

"Mr. Lu, I want to ask some knowledge!"

Liu Ji bowed and bowed respectfully with a calm face.

"oh?!"

Mr. Lu's face changed instantly and he said solemnly: "What's the matter with you? Ask quickly and I'll answer it on the spot."

"Mr. Lu, I have to ask too many questions. Let's stay like Mr. Zhao."

Liu Ji pretended not to understand the intention of expelling guests and said silly.

He had a plan to stay.

One is for the two beautiful girls of the Lu family, and the other is to curry favor with the generous and generous Ying Ziye.

"Hehe, hello, Mr. Zhao!"

Liu Ji came to Ying Ziye and bowed and said, "Young Master Zhao is talented and has extraordinary heart, and he can cover the world!"

"You can tell at a glance that you are from an extraordinary background and are extremely noble."

"Yu Shu is in the wind, even if I, a man, have to look at him!"

Liu Ji smiled and flattered.

But Ying Ziye looked at his hypocritical smile and heard his smooth mouth, but he shook his head in his heart.

Very shameless!

But I admire it very much.

"It is worthy of being a man who was able to kill the King of Western Chu and become Emperor Gaozu of Han in history."

"Those who are the great masters of the high-black academics can become the masters in one go..."

Liu Jizhi was shameless, and Lu Gong was also helpless.

The visitor was a guest, not to mention that the person donated 10,000 yuan, although it was only verbally, it was not submitted.

But he cared about etiquette and could not speak out.

Above the evening banquet.

Lu Gong, Ying Ziye, Hou Qing and others, and Liu Ji sat in the hall.

There is no longer the hustle and bustle of the guests during the day.

As we were drinking, Mr. Lu clinked glasses and talked with Ying Ziye from time to time.

Liu Ji wanted to talk to each other, but Mr. Lu was perfunctory in a few words.

"Young Master Zhao!"

"Young Master Zhao!"

Two crisp silver bell-like sounds sounded.

One is the cool and savory voice, and the other is the soft and glutinous girl voice.

Ying Ziye looked over and saw two young girls walking to Lu Gong.

"Zhi'er, Su'er, you're here."

Mr. Lu smiled and reached out to Ying Ziye, and said, "This is Mr. Zhao."

It was Lu Zhi and Lu Su sisters.

Lu Zhi is in her 28th year of age, wearing a long red gold silk dress and a golden hairpin on her head. Her face is cold and beautiful, and her phoenix eyes are narrow and narrow.

Lu Sudou is in her prime, wearing a silver-white chest-length skirt, with pigtails on both sides, and her hair is covered with pink and white fluff balls. Her cute and clear eyes are so cute.

The two sisters looked at Ying Ziye, and Qiu Shui's eyes were full of admiration and said with a smile: "Young Master Zhao, we both heard the poem called Heaven, Earth, Sun and Moon. We were moved by Mr. Zhao's mind and admired him!"

"Young Master Zhao also invites you to drink!"

The two of them picked up the wine glasses with their delicate hands, poured them all over, and toasted Ying Ziye.

Ying Ziye took the toast from Lu Zhi, drank it, and chuckled and praised: "The beauty is so wonderful with fine wine."

"Young Master Zhao has over-rewarded."

Lu Zhi smiled and took the wine glass back with a generous smile.

Lu Su's little face was blushing, lowered her eyebrows and bowed her head, and did not dare to look at him. Her little hands holding the wine glass were trembling a little.

Seeing this, Ying Ziye helped her to relieve her siege, reached out to take a glass and took a sip, and praised her.

"Miss Second is sweet, and even the wine is much sweeter."

After drinking the wine, Lu Su took the wine glass and ran to Lu Gong to sit next to him.

The girl looked up at Ying Ziye, then lowered her head and didn't dare to say more.

"Such beautiful, beautiful!"

"How good would I be if I were toasted..."

"Damn it, damn it, Zhao Ye, you snatched my fate."
To be continued...