Chapter 57 Fuck, Second Brother, Why Did You Lose?
"To show my respect, I will compose a frontier poem first. The second prince can also compose a poem later."
"My poem is: Looking eastward from my hometown, the road is long, and my sleeves are full of tears. We will meet soon without paper and pen, and I will rely on you to convey peace." The voice of Du Baifu's poem was heard loudly in everyone's ears.
The road to the east of my hometown is long, and my sleeves are full of tears.
We will meet soon without pen and paper, so I will rely on you to send messages of peace.
The second prince's face suddenly turned pale.
In just an instant, the scene appeared in his mind.
A man was on an expedition, and he met an old friend returning to his hometown on the road. He passed by with his saddle and horse in his arms.
This man missed his wife and children at home, and wanted to write a letter home to ask his old friend to take it back, but he had no pen and paper, so he had to ask his old friend to bring a message.
Please send me your message to bring peace.
This last line of the poem is very simple and neatly wrapped up, but the simplicity embodies the poet's deep feelings, which makes it taste light and has quite a charm.
"good!"
“What a poem!”
"As expected of me, the Great Chu Poetry Immortal, who can compare to such a good poem?"
After a brief silence, applause erupted from the Da Chu envoys.
Xiang Qingqing also looked excited at this moment.
Sure enough, Du Baifu made her feel much more comfortable than Yan Liben did.
Looking at the face of the second prince of the Ming Dynasty, one could tell that he was extremely panicked.
"How about this poem from Shixian?" Xiang Qingqing smiled proudly and said, "Can the second prince compose a poem?"
"Actually, even if it's a little bit close, Du Shixian won't care too much."
"Of course, when it comes to poetry, you are all juniors. Even if you are not as good as me, I won't care too much about it."
"Second prince, compose a poem." Du Baifu, the immortal poet of the Chu Dynasty, smiled jokingly.
Du Baifu, the immortal poet of the Chu Dynasty, was different from Yan Liben. Du Baifu was arrogant and arrogant. During his career in poetry, no one came close to him, so he was naturally arrogant.
Even the second prince of the Ming Dynasty dared to compete with him in poetry, but it was nothing more than a fly shaking a tree.
The second prince's face was extremely ugly at the moment, and his mouth was trembling continuously.
If he had known that the third contestant from the Da Chu envoy would actually be Du Baifu, the poet of Da Chu, the second prince would not have stood up even if he was beaten to death.
The second prince also wanted to perform well in front of the emperor and let the emperor know his abilities.
Unexpectedly, he failed to show his face, but instead made a huge fool of himself in public.
Seeing the emperor's gloomy expression at this moment, the second prince wanted to die.
The officials who had just supported the second prince in participating in the competition also lowered their heads silently at this moment.
Du Baifu, the great poet of Chu, whoever comes up will lose!
"Second brother, can you think of a poem?" Even though it was embarrassing now, the emperor still had to ask.
Otherwise, if you sit here and wait all the time, all you will see is the mocking looks on the faces of the Dachu envoys.
"Father... son..." The second prince could no longer hold back and knelt down with his legs straight.
Seeing the second prince's appearance, the emperor's fists clenched together instantly.
But then he slowly let go.
This is no wonder for the second prince. Facing the Poet Immortal Du Baifu, no one can be his opponent.
"Get up, I don't blame you." The emperor sighed.
After all, the strength of the Ming Empire was far inferior to that of the Chu Empire.
In the Great Chu Empire, Yan Liben was once again the number one painter, then there was the famous poet Jiang Feihe, and now there is the poet Du Baifu.
What did his Ming Empire have?
In the previous two games, Chen Changfeng relied on Chen Changfeng to turn the tide, but now facing the poet Du Baifu, there was absolutely nothing he could do.
The second prince felt relieved. Before he could get up, he saw Chen Changfeng walking over carrying half a roasted beef leg.
"Why isn't it over yet?" Chen Changfeng took a bite of beef shank and sat down on the chair.
He took another sip of the unfinished tea.
"Tsk!" In front of everyone, Chen Changfeng tutted with pleasure.
"What are you looking at me for?" Chen Changfeng frowned, thinking that these people were very confused.
I came so early in the morning and didn’t eat anything. What’s wrong with eating something now?
"Your Highness, this is the Tai Chi Hall, and eating is not allowed in the Tai Chi Hall." Yao Xiaoren reminded Chen Changfeng in a low voice.
"Oh." Chen Changfeng nodded slightly, then tore off another piece of beef and continued eating in front of everyone.
Yao Xiaoren twitched the corner of his mouth twice but said nothing more.
"Changfeng, we are now in the final competition with Dachu. The last competition is poetry. This is Du Baifu, the poet of Dachu. Just now your second brother came on the stage." The emperor looked at Chen Changfeng and said slowly.
At this moment, the emperor held a small hope in his heart.
I hope Chen Changfeng can continue to shock everyone's attention and defeat the great Chu poet Du Baifu.
But the emperor also knew that this hope was too slim.
"Second brother is here? Second brother is the most talented person in my Ming Dynasty. If you can deal with any bullshit poetry immortal, you will definitely be able to catch him with ease."
"The second brother has shown his face now. I would like to congratulate the second brother first!" Chen Changfeng said with a smile.
The second prince was still kneeling on the ground and did not get up.
Now that Chen Changfeng said this, the second prince's face turned as dark as pig liver.
It doesn't matter whether he gets up or not.
Chen Changfeng made it clear that he was deliberately humiliating his second prince.
The second prince even suspected that Chen Changfeng was hiding in the corner just now and watching him being humiliated by the Da Chu envoy!
"Your second brother lost." The emperor's face darkened.
This is the time when we are unanimously speaking to the outside world. Why is this little bastard Chen Changfeng making fun of his own brother if he doesn't help think of ways to deal with outsiders?
"Damn it, second brother, why did you lose? What will happen to my Ming Dynasty if you lose? Isn't my Ming Dynasty in the south of Beiling going to..."
"Second brother, you are now the sinner of my Ming Dynasty!" Chen Changfeng had a look of shock on his face, but a hint of teasing flashed in his eyes.
His second prince, Chen Wen, hadn't sent Liu Haoxue to poach him before. Even if he couldn't deal with him today, he would still have to make him tear his heart into a ball first.
The second prince was trembling all over.
If the Ming Dynasty territory south of Beiling was occupied by the Chu Empire, the emperor would definitely kill him.
Chen Changfeng, you are so cruel!
The second prince lay on the ground, knocking his head on the ground, not even daring to breathe.
The emperor looked at the second prince on the ground, then at Chen Changfeng, and sighed slightly in his heart.
His eyes fell on the great Chu poet Du Baifu in front of him.
I'm afraid it will be impossible to defeat Du Baifu today.
If Chen Changfeng had the confidence to defeat him, he would not be in this situation and do nothing.
"Prince Ming, you have shown amazing abilities several times in previous competitions. If not, why don't you come and compete with me this time?"
"Don't worry, I will let you do it." Du Baifu suddenly spoke, which made everyone feel a little unexpected.
Especially Xiang Qingqing, she didn't want to see Chen Changfeng again.
In the previous competitions, Chen Changfeng really surprised and scared her.
Now that Du Baifu took the initiative to provoke Chen Changfeng, Xiang Qingqing felt that something was wrong.
But Xiang Qingqing didn't say anything, and she also noticed that Chen Changfeng's behavior was a little different this time.
In the past, if he could deal with it, he would definitely rush out in time.
But this time I didn't, but sat there and ate.
Maybe he really has no choice.
In this case, we can let Du Baifu give it a try.
If I could humiliate Chen Changfeng...
Xiang Qingqing winked with the people from the Dachu envoy.
"Why, you, Chen Changfeng, are sometimes afraid?"
"Chen Changfeng, if you don't dare to compete, the south of Beiling is our territory of Da Chu."
"You have thought clearly!" This chapter has been completed!