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Chapter 435 Poems should be handed down from generation to generation (Happy New Year!)(1/2)

This poem is a poem by Huang Chao, the leader of the rebel army in the late Tang Dynasty in China time and space.

However, there is no Huang Chao in this continent, so this is not an anti-poem, it is just a literal meaning.

It’s just that the murderous aura in the poem is full of murderous aura and the scene is magnificent, which shocks the audience.

Emperor Xia watched Xia Tian walk towards the wolf poem step by step, with a brilliant look in his eyes, and murmured: "The way of kings and domineering!"

Then, he turned his head and looked at Concubine Qin very seriously and said, "My beloved concubine, Xiaojiu is really good. She is outstanding among my sons. If he can help me, Daxia will be stable and will become stronger and stronger."

"Because, a country with saints will become stronger and stronger and become the strongest empire in the world."

"But he rejected my arrangement openly and secretly, just help me persuade him!"

"As long as he is willing to stay in the imperial capital to help me, I will promise him everything!"

Concubine Qin looked somber: "Your Majesty, if Tian'er stayed in the imperial capital to participate in politics, the prince and the princes would not be willing, and they would definitely find Tian'er's thousands of mistakes to suppress him."

"At that time, Tian'er will not only not be able to help you, but will also make the court in chaos and put him in danger all day long."

"So, I'm sorry that I can't obey my orders!"

"They dare!"

Emperor Xia said seriously: "I can let Xiaojiu enter the Eastern Palace!"

Concubine Qin's face changed drastically: "No!" kΑnshuwu.ξa

"Your Majesty, Xiao Jiu is my concubine's son. If he enters the Eastern Palace, what would the people in the world think?"

"If the people in the world are moved, they will shake the foundation of the Great Xia Kingdom. At that time, Tian'er will have to die!"

"Your Majesty, you are not sending Tian'er to the Eastern Palace, but sending him to the execution ground!"

"And, Tian'er has no idea of ​​entering the Eastern Palace. Please be aware of it!"

Emperor Xia's face remained unchanged: "Beloved concubine, do you blame me for letting Tian'er kneel in front of the imperial study room and being frozen that day?"

Concubine Qin shook her head gently: "I don't dare!"

Emperor Xia stared at Concubine Qin's eyes and said seriously: "Xiao Jiu is my bloodline. If I wanted his life for sixteen years, could he survive until now?"

"I know there are many rumors in the government and the country, saying that I want Xiaojiu's life because of Xiaojiu's bloodline problems!" ww

"But I think about it, when Xiaojiu was born, how much pressure did I bear in the court and the country for the sake of his life?"

"If you want Xiaojiu's life, why have you to wait until today?"

The more Xia Emperor said, his face became more sincere: "My beloved concubine, even if the people in the world doubted my intentions towards Tian'er, you can't doubt it!"

Concubine Qin remembered that Emperor Xia named Xia Tian and was even more alert and smiled and said, "Your Majesty loves you, I am grateful to you and Tian'er."

Emperor Xia said again: "As long as Tian'er is willing, I will pave the way for him to enter the Eastern Palace. You can help me convey it!"

Concubine Qin shook her head: "Your Majesty, I will not convey Tian'er, so I will make him embarrassed!"

"If your Majesty wants to blame me, blame me!"

"Why"

Emperor Xia failed to test again and sighed softly: "Beloved concubine, how have I really blamed you for the past twenty years?"

"Since you don't want to, then let it go!"

"Let's take a good look at this poem!"

"Look at Xiaojiu's unparalleled talent!"

Concubine Qin was even more alert: "Yes!"

Next, what will Emperor Xia do?

I have no idea!

at this time.

On the other side.

Xia Tian had already walked to the wolf poem, looking at the wolf poem with red face but couldn't spit out a word: "It's your turn!"

In front of this magnificent poem about chrysanthemums, the wolf poem hesitates and hesitates.

Next to him, Hu Yanduoer asked, "Wolf Shi, are you okay?"

The wolf poem was so tight that it wanted to explode on the spot: "King of Huangzhou, if you have the ability to write another song, even if I lose!"

Xia Tian frowned: "According to the rules of Dou Shi, you have already lost!"

"If you want to fight another game, you have to add another bet of 100,000 taels of gold!"

Long Shi gritted her teeth: "It's better to use chrysanthemums as the title. If you can write another good poem, I will lose another hundred thousand taels!"

Xia Tian pondered for a moment and spoke again: "The flowers bloom but the flowers follow each other, the sparse fence is a poor taste. I would rather hold the fragrance on the branches and die, so how could I blow the west wind down!"

This poem "Cold chrysanthemum" changes the fourth sentence "How did you blow down in the north wind" in summer to "How did you blow down in the west wind".

As soon as he finished speaking, President Kong of the Royal Academy spoke out: "Good poem!"

"All flowers bloom in the bright spring, but only the chrysanthemums stand on the edge of the fence, standing in the sharp thunder and wind and frost, not competing for beauty with the flowers."

"When the petals wither and do not fall, even if the west wind is wild, I would rather die by holding the fragrance on the branches than be blown down by the wind!"

"This poem is a poem that is passed down from generation to generation!"

At this moment, when Prince Xia Yu heard the peacock praise this poem, he said unhappily: "Director Kong, what does this poem have to do with integrity?"

Peacock explained: "Your Highness, it's a big deal!"

"If the border line of my Great Xia Empire is compared to a fence, then the deserted state will be the chrysanthemum on the fence that is not afraid of the wind, frost and cold, standing next to the Tianlang Empire, independent of the Central Plains!"

"And the wild west wind is the sky wolf empire in the west!"

"The prince used this poem to tell the world that no matter how powerful the Tianlang Empire is, the people in Huangzhou are like chrysanthemums. Even if they are all killed in battle, they will never let Tianlang do whatever they want on the border."

"This is the integrity of the people in Huangzhou!"

"This is the prince's integrity!"

The peacock's words are loud and loud, presenting the integrity of the poem in front of everyone.

Peacock is a Confucian scholar and the most respected great scholar in the present. His words are the truth.

So, everyone suddenly realized.

Everyone looked back and savored this poem. When they thought of the events in the deserted state, they suddenly felt that the poem was full of unyielding integrity and was so moving.

"This poem is enough to be passed down from generation to generation!"

Hu Yanduoer looked at Xia Tian with admiration in her beautiful eyes: "Xia Lang, although your poem offends the Tianlang Empire, I don't mind!"

"I have always known that you are a kind person!"

"Click"

Huyanduoer's admiration's heart was broken again!

This is the elbow that is turning out without any concealment!

at this time.

The heroes of the Great Xia cheered: "Wolf Poem, please give me one!"

Lang Shi's face was pitch black, as if she could squeeze out ink!

In front of these two poems about chrysanthemums, he could not write anything comparable to them.

So, he could only grit his teeth and said, "I can't do it!"

"I lost!"

Xia Tian said seriously: "Thank you, 200,000 taels of gold!"

Hu Yanduoer said, "Xia Lang, I will wait and live in your house later, and I will give it to you then!"

"Click"

Huyanduoer's admirer was heartbroken again!

What?

Hu Yanduoer is going to live in the Ninth Prince's Mansion?

Is this my own delivery?

Oh my God!

Even a man can't stand it!

Suddenly.

The tall Tianlang handsome man stood up with red eyes and said, "My name is Hei Yanfeng. You are so powerful in writing poetry. I admit that you are not as good as you!"

"So, I don't want to fight with you!"

Xia Tian was stunned: "I am okay with writing poetry, but I am not good at writing lyrics!"
To be continued...
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