After being divorced, my identity as a poet was exposed

The fourteenth day of the first lunar month in the first year of Zhen'an.

Tomorrow is another important festival in Ningguo, the Lantern Festival.

The big red lanterns hung up in Changle City during the New Year have lost a lot of their color. Today, many merchants have taken down the old lanterns and replaced them with brand new ones.

With the success of the New Year's Eve literary gathering on the night of the 30th, the floats of Yihonglou were once again parading around the streets and alleys of Changle City today.

Gongs and drums sounded and colorful silks fluttered.

Those beautiful girls were dressed up gorgeously. They stood on the floats, waving their long sleeves, and joyfully announced another piece of good news to the residents of Changle City:

Tomorrow is the Lantern Festival, Yihonglou will hold a grand Lantern Festival!

The girls, led by Su Xiaoxiao, will appear at the Lantern Festival and invite scholars to guess lantern riddles, write poems, drink wine and celebrate the Lantern Festival...

It is said that the person who guesses the most riddles and writes the best poems will have the opportunity to stay overnight in a nearby water tower!

I also heard that the emperor will come in person to compose a poem for the Lantern Festival tomorrow night...

This made many talented writers eager to take action.

It also fills the residents of Changle City with expectations.

I can see those girls who are not afraid of the cold up close again.

As for the emperor...he is probably not visible.

As for the emperor's poems, they probably won't be as heroic as "Man Jiang Hong".

What kind of Lantern Festival poem will the emperor write?

Everyone is full of expectations.

Su Xiaoxiao in the small courtyard at the backyard of Yihong Building was also full of anticipation, but she knew that this was all propaganda in the building and the emperor had not agreed to come.

Thinking of Li Chenan's appearance, Su Xiaoxiao couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Standing beside the desk, looking at the poem "Man Jiang Hong" on the table, Su Xiaoxiao felt quite melancholy.

If the emperor really comes tomorrow night, and if he is interested... it will be really inconvenient for me these few days.

I am worried whether he comes or not.

Su Xiaoxiao suddenly found that her emotions were inexplicably controlled by him!

Although she knew that he was the emperor and there was no possibility for her to be with him, she missed him a lot these days.

He even walked into the dream!
That dream... was so embarrassing!

But it makes me look forward to it even more.

孽 孽!
This person is truly the calamity of my fate.

Maybe this is what I owed him in my previous life.

Su Xiaoxiao spent her days in anxiety, but she also prepared a gorgeous dress and exquisite accessories... Women dress up to please themselves, and unknowingly, Su Xiaoxiao paid more attention to her appearance.

Joy is everywhere.

Whether it was Changle City or Yujing City, the entire Ningguo was in a festive atmosphere.

But the deserted country is different.

There is no such profound festival in the Wilderness Country. The Great Wilderness City just experienced a disaster more than ten days ago!
The brothels along the Yinma River that were destroyed by fireworks have just begun to be rebuilt.

The damaged palaces of the imperial palace are still under construction in full swing, but the roof of the imperial study has been completed.

But Yu Wenfeng was not in the imperial study.

He's not even in Dahuang City!
He's in...Deadstone Castle!

Standing on the city wall of Kushi Fort, Yu Wenfeng stood with his hands behind his back, gazing into the distance.

There is a vast expanse of white in the distance.

The light of the setting sun shone on the thick snow, and the reflected light was not dazzling, but Yu Wenfeng's eyes were always squinted.

There are two black spots getting smaller and smaller in the white.

He had been standing like this motionless for a long time, watching for a long time.

He was followed by several ministers and generals.

Some of them looked into the distance, while others looked at the emperor's back.

Not far from Yu Wenfeng's side, there was a man wearing a thin green cloth and as thin as a bamboo pole.

He was wearing a pair of straw sandals and carrying a huge bow!
He is not an official, but one of the three masters hired by Yu Wenfeng to serve the royal family.

His surname is Bai and his name is Bai Jian.

He is a half-step grandmaster!
At this moment, he also narrowed his eyes slightly and looked ahead.

The hunched figure in front is slowly getting smaller.

It's only as big as a fist.

But Bai Jian believed that as long as the emperor gave the order, his arrow could still easily hit the old man. He knew the old man, his name was Zhong Bo!

The Prime Minister of the Desolate Country!
But today he retired from the court and brought the emperor to this withered stone castle.

He and the Emperor stood side by side on the wall of the Dry Stone Castle for an hour or so, but Bai Jian knew that they only spoke a few words:

"The wall of this Kushi Fort is quite good. It is right on the route that the Loulan army must take. It can serve as the last line of defense."

"So where should the first line of defense be located?"

"The Helan Mountains are steep and rugged, and they are a natural barrier to the north of the Wilderness Country. Your Majesty can build a Helan Pass there!"

Yu Wenfeng was silent for a long time, then he said slowly:
"Father Zhong, those Ning soldiers fled into the Altai Mountains."

Zhong Bo smiled slightly:
"Escape is the wrong word."

Yu Wenfeng was silent for a long time and asked:

"To pursue or not to pursue?"

"I have resigned from my post. If the emperor wants to pursue you, then go ahead."

"Before I founded the Desolate Kingdom, my father told me that a ruler should not be too soft-hearted."

"For potential threats... especially humans, it is better to kill someone by mistake than to let them go."

“Because raising a tiger will only bring disaster.”

"I... don't want to let the tiger go back to the mountain."

This seemed to have a different implication. Zhong Bo was silent for a moment, turned around, looked at Yu Wenfeng and said the last sentence very seriously:
"Then why don't you try shooting a tiger with an arrow?"

He just left.

Carrying a simple bag.

With an unarmed middle-aged man in blue.

Said to go to Loulan...

Bai Jian admired this old man very much, but if the emperor wanted to kill him, he would not hesitate at all.

But the emperor still did not give the order.

Yu Wenfeng saw that the figure had become as small as a soybean, and it seemed that he had not made up his mind yet.

At this time, Prince Rui Yuwenji bowed and said:
"Your Majesty... Prime Minister Zhong knows everything about the Desolate Country!"

Yu Wenfeng slowly closed his eyes.

For such a long time, he has been recalling every detail of the years that Zhongbo spent with him.

He was over fifty years old when he came to Xiushan tribe.

The relationship between the two is not that of master and servant, but that of teacher, friend and father!

They came all the way from the small Xiushan tribe, one was good at martial arts and the other was good at governance.

One was in the front to conquer the tribes, big and small, and the other was in the back to bring the people of these tribes together.

It was he who made the barbarians from all the tribes, big and small, submit to him, Yuwen Feng.

It was also he who presided over the construction of the Great Wilderness City and established the court of the current Wilderness Kingdom.

Even marrying Princess Sulin was his suggestion.

He spread the civilization from the Central Plains across the vast wilderness, hoping that one day he could conquer the Central Plains and establish an orderly and powerful empire.

If we talk about his achievements, he deserves to be called Zhongfu.

As for threats...

A tiger without teeth is still a tiger!

He is a Ningren after all!

No one understands better than Yu Wenfeng the unpredictable methods this old man can use when he becomes ruthless.

In fact, I don’t seem to understand him very well over the years.

He is like a very deep well.

The well water is right in front of you, but you don’t know where the bottom of the well is.

Yu Wenfeng opened his eyes, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

He raised his hand and brought it down hard!
Bai Jian took off his huge bow and drew the bow without hesitation.

The bow is like a full moon.

The arrow is like the bright moonlight.

He let go, and the arrow flew away!

As fast as lightning! (End of this chapter)