Zhu Lian originally wanted to argue, but Zhao Huan's snicker came to his ears.
"My beloved concubine actually defended me. I am so touched."
No matter how elegant Zhu Lian was, he couldn't stand it when faced with Zhao Huan, a heartless husband.
"What time has it been and you are still in the mood to joke!"
"Since you want to die so much, then I will make it happen for you."
"If I care about you anymore, my surname will not be Zhu."
Seeing Zhu Lian sitting back angrily, Zhao Huan couldn't help but touch his nose, wondering what he said wrong?
In an era of male supremacy, is it so difficult to be a bitch for your own wife?
Zhao Huan couldn't help but ask his predecessor in his heart, how many evil things have you done to make his wife hate him so much?
"Prince Ding, can you do it?"
"If you can't do it, then quickly admit that you stole someone's calligraphy treasure. Don't waste everyone's time!"
Gao Yaokang was already anxious. If Zhao Huan could not be put to death today, he would not be able to stand up.
Under the gaze of everyone, Zhao Huan walked to the center of the venue, with his hands behind his back, as if he was carrying the sun and the moon on his chest, and he stood out from the crowd.
"Don't say three, even if it is thirty or three hundred, what's the harm?"
"This king's calligraphy collection only has that one!"
"It is precisely because of the swan song that it is priceless."
"As for the poems I will write next, they will be sent to you free of charge. All you have to do is open your ears and listen carefully!"
Zhao Huan suddenly turned around, his long sleeves flying like clouds and mist.
This courage stunned everyone present, especially Zhu Lian, who felt something strange in his heart when he met Zhao Huan's affectionate eyes.
I can only use hatred to cover up the throbbing in my heart.
"This... what the hell is going on?"
Zhao Huan swept away his previous eccentricity and madness, and his voice suddenly became as powerful as a rainbow.
"No matter what the price of that authentic masterpiece of the swan song is sold for, I will not take any penny from it and will give it all to the Song Dynasty!"
"And now, I want to give this first poem to my beloved concubine."
"If you don't miss lovesickness in your life, you will only miss lovesickness, which will harm lovesickness. The body is like floating clouds, the heart is like flying catkins, and the breath is like a gossamer. There is a lingering fragrance in the sky, and I hope that the rich wanderer will do it. When the syndrome comes, it is the right time
?When the lamp is half dim, when the moon is half bright.”
When the last word was said, Zhu Lian had already rolled up his long sleeves and covered his red lips, with stunning eyes.
At this moment, it seemed that the person standing in front of me was not the notorious good-for-nothing prince!
But... the real eldest son of the Song Dynasty Emperor!
For a moment, Zhu Lian forgot and hated the person in front of him.
The entire Genyue was completely silent. Even the businessmen who were blushing and insisting on taking photos of the authentic calligraphy of Zhao Huan stood there blankly, staring at Zhao Huan with confused and shocked eyes.
A masterpiece of poetry turned into cabbage in the hands of Zhao Huan!
It’s as if it comes as soon as you think about it, and it comes as soon as you open your mouth!
boom!
The quiet and elegant Genyue Garden is a hotpot.
"This...this is the legendary one, so easy to find?!"
"Is it true that the eldest son of the Emperor of Song Dynasty is a Wenqu star who has descended to earth?"
"Such a great talent is probably the best in history."
"This poem contains the meaning of a girl's longing for love, looking through the autumn water and looking forward to your return. If it came from the mouth of King Ding, it would be very abrupt. But if this poem is given to the princess, doesn't it mean... the love between King Ding and the princess?
, after ten years of vicissitudes, it’s still the same as first love?!”
"What a song, it will remain the same for ten years!"
"This poem is better than your Majesty, and this feeling is even better than your Majesty!"
"You bitch, shut up right now. If His Majesty hears this, he will tear off your head and kick it like a ball!"
The ladies sitting in the official residence in the East District were just here to join in the fun, but at this time they were already following the crowd, screaming.
"Wow, I didn't expect that the prince would love the princess so deeply. It's really enviable."
"Who said that kings since ancient times have been so unkind? Look at King Ding. Ten years are like one day, and one day is like three autumns. How affectionate is this?"
"Oh my gosh, so romantic!"
If it weren't for the ten previous poems, Zhu Lian would definitely think that Zhao Huan bought the love poem with money and deliberately teased her.
Ten years! A whole ten years!
Zhu Lian never thought that his lifeless heart would beat again.
Not far away, Tong Guan was already sweating profusely.
Isn't this...this poem specifically designed to embarrass His Majesty?!
When he turned around and looked at Sanxiu Hall, sure enough, the atmosphere in the hall seemed to be extremely gloomy.
Zhao Ji suppressed this rebellious son for ten years, and this poem alone was enough to make him lose face.
The feeling of longing for Concubine Liu has become a moan without any illness!
"Good son! He is truly my good son!"
"If you have been lying dormant for ten years, just waiting for this day to take revenge on me, I would praise your forbearance and determination."
"If you borrow flowers to offer to Buddha and deceive the emperor, I will kill you even if your flesh and blood are connected!"
Just when Zhao Ji was about to give a direct order to Zhao Huan to complete the remaining two poems.
Zhao Huan's loud voice sounded again.
"This second poem is given to Mr. Gao to thank Mr. Gao for spending so much money to help the country."
"Wearing this body in the ice and snow forest is not like peaches and plums mixed with fragrant dust. Suddenly, the fragrance spreads all night, spreading like spring throughout the universe."
Gao Yaokang's face was sometimes as red as blood, and sometimes as gloomy as gray.
His hands were shaking uncontrollably.
But at this moment, a hoarse shout came from outside Genyue.
“What a poem!”
The person taking the lead is none other than Zhao Kun, the leader of the Northern Frontier Volunteers!
He kept a low profile, fearing that the Gao family would discover his origins and be killed.
But Zhao Huan's second poem made his blood boil and he couldn't help himself.
"Prince Ding is just a proud plum blossom in the thousands of miles of ice and snow. He doesn't bother to be with the peaches and plums all over the mountains and plains. What a spirit!"
The official sitting not far away also looked uncertain.
Zhao Huan's poem was scolded by the whole audience.
He compared himself to a plum blossom, while the peaches and plums represented officials.
The phrase "Different peaches and plums are not mixed with dust" directly confuses peaches and plums with dust, and clearly scolds the officials of the Song Dynasty. They are all stupid and sycophantic people. King Ding disdains to associate with you.
All the civil and military officials in the entire dynasty were scum, but King Ding was the only one with a high spirit.
Bah! How shameless!
At this time, not only the martyrs from the northern frontier, but also the martyrs from all over the country showed bright faces.
At this moment, Zhao Huan's third poem had already resounded throughout Genyue.
"The peaks and ridges are like clusters, the waves are like raging, the mountains and rivers are inside and outside the Tongguan Road. Looking at the Western Capital, I feel hesitant. I am sad. Wherever the Qin and Han Dynasties traveled, thousands of palaces and palaces have been turned into soil. When it rises, the people suffer; when it dies, the people suffer."
Snap!
Zhao Ji threw the tea cup to the ground, stood up and shouted angrily: "Shut up!"
As Gen Yue's praises came and went, no one heard the rage coming from Sanxiu Hall.
Tong Guan's face turned pale. He never expected that Zhao Huan would be so crazy. After scolding the officials, he scolded your Majesty!
Is this guy really tired of living?
wrong!
Tong Guan was surprised to find that the eyes of the righteous men in the world looking at Zhao Huan were as hot as fire.