Every subordinate in the world is slapping the face

Chapter 442 Is Live Broadcasting in Gongdou 6
Five cities.

This is indeed a very tempting suggestion.

Even though Yao Tianjing was very reluctant for these people to play Shu Yu's idea, he still chose to give in when he faced the righteousness of the court.

"How does the sixth prince want to compare?"

At this time, Yao Xingyuan, who was sitting under Yao Tianjing, was full of displeasure.

That guy Shu Yu is obviously his.

These people ignored him and made decisions on their own, they really didn't take him seriously.

No matter how these people compare, since he didn't agree anyway, even if they lose at that time, they don't want to take Shu Yu away.

The sixth prince smiled in satisfaction. As expected, as long as there are enough interests in the Central Plains, there is nothing that cannot be bought.

This time they are destined to lose their wife and lose their troops.

"Two wins in three rounds. Each side will propose a question, and the last question will be decided by drawing lots."

"I agree."

Yao Xingyuan frowned in dissatisfaction, it seemed that Yun Jing was not listening to him more and more.

He pretended to glance at Shu Yu inadvertently, and couldn't help but feel even more upset. This guy didn't react at all when he was about to be sold. Could it be that she couldn't wait to leave his side?
"Emperor scum, you sold our male god just like that, it's a waste of me and I still want to stand in line with him and the male god."

"A group of scumbags, I can't stand it anymore. Hurry up, the anchor. We must not let our male god fall into the hands of that ugly man."

"Actually, that person isn't very ugly, at most, he looks a bit rough. This kind of rough and unrestrained style is very popular these days."

"Come on the anchor, the male god depends on you to save it. No matter what the problem is, we guarantee that it will be solved for you."

"Am I the only one who feels that the regent is peeking at the male god?"

The sixth prince said proudly: "I heard that the people in the Central Plains are outstanding, and the poems and songs are rare in the world. It just so happens that this prince wants to compare poetry with everyone sitting here."

"Please ask the sixth prince to come up with a question."

"It's better for both parties to write a sad poem. Whoever writes a sad poem within a stick of incense will win? Of course, there is another rule, that is, the poems that have already appeared cannot be used."

Looking at the people who were discussing, the sixth prince felt that he had a chance to win. He glanced in Shu Yu's direction and swallowed a little excitedly.

"Then my prince will come first. Falling flowers are a desolate farewell song, and Xiao Xiao's temples are white. There are thousands of hatreds in the past and the present, and you can smell it like the present."

After listening to the sixth prince's poem, the few ministers who were about to make a move immediately quieted down.

It is not difficult to compose such a poem, but if it is better than this one.

Then what is needed is not only such a simple task, but also artistic conception, but the artistic conception does not happen all at once, and today is a festive day, how can it be possible to be sad?
Yao Tianjing looked at the ministers who were talking a lot but no one stood up, and his face turned dark.

"There is still a third of the time to burn the incense."

On the face of the sixth prince, there was a smile that was bound to win.

He had prepared this poem a long time ago. He deliberately made a sad poem on such a day, and the purpose of course was to win.

It's just that their target was not Shu Yu, but the other party's three cities. Now they can only hope that his father will not blame him.

"The anchor, come on, it's just a poem, and it's not a problem to come back with another hundred and eighty capitals. Hurry up and make them cry."

"Anchor, the poem has already been rated for you. Hurry up and read it to them. They dare to compete with us. This kind of broken poem can be plagiarized from somewhere, and it doesn't sound very good. "

"But I..."

She sneaked over to watch.

If she appeared, what if she was hacked to death as an assassin?
"Anchor, if the male god goes to Fanbang, then you have to follow, otherwise sisters will not let you go, drive a yellow car on your platform every day, and block you."

"me……"

Sun Xiuxiu was at a loss for a moment, afraid that the platform would really be blocked, how would she survive in this world then?

When people are nervous, accidents are easy to happen. Sun Xiuxiu successfully fell from the wall.

If this is not lost, he even forgot about his lightness kung fu.

In fact, Shu Yu had noticed the girl on the wall a long time ago, who made her so powerful, but the other party kept peeping at them, she thought it was another girl peeping, so she didn't pay too much attention.

But the girl can't fall if she is not careful. As a male god who loves girls, of course she has to stand up.

Handsome men and beautiful women descend from the wall, the woman is delicate and cute, and the man is peerless, the picture of the two hugging each other is as beautiful as a painting.

It's just that everyone present, including the live broadcast platform, wanted to chop off Sun Xiuxiu's hand, because Sun Xiuxiu was excited and hugged their male god tightly with both hands.

Sun Xiuxiu's heart was turbulent, the male god's waist was soft and felt good, and the smell of the male god's body was even more fascinating.

"Presumptuous, you woman has no shame, so hurry up and let go of Brother Yu."

Yao Tianyu couldn't sit still the first time.

Compared with Brother Yu, there is no such thing as being reserved in front of outsiders.

"Tian Yu, don't mess around."

Yao Tianjing was obviously also in a bad mood.

"Come here, put the assassin in prison."

Sun Xiuxiu finally recovered from the waves, and fell to her knees with a plop.

If she was put into prison, she would not even think about getting out alive, and she might be served by torture.

"Your Majesty, this servant has read poetry and books since childhood, and has achieved quite a lot in poetry. This servant is willing to exchange one poem for one life."

The sixth prince burst out laughing immediately: "Central Plains is indeed outstanding, even a court lady can compose poems, if I don't think so, let her try."

Yao Tianjing said with a dark face: "If you lose, Ling Chi immediately."

Yao Tianjing really had no choice, seeing that the time was coming, but no one stood up, he couldn't let people win without a fight.

"Haha, the anchor deserves it, I saw the emperor's face turned black."

"The anchor is going to slap him in the face and kill him with our most powerful poem."

"Anchor, I just want to know how does the male god feel when hugged?"

After all, Sun Xiuxiu came out in a peaceful era, so it's not bad if she doesn't get scared and piss at Ling Chi at every turn.

His hands and feet were shaking, and he began to stutter.

"Ten years of life and death are boundless, don't think about it, never forget it. There is a lonely grave thousands of miles away, there is no place to talk about desolation..."

In the poem, the distance between life and death, and the longing for the eternal separation between man and nature, permeate between the lines, making people weep.

There was a sudden silence at the scene. How sad this woman has gone through to write such a poem.

Sun Xiuxiu looked at everyone nervously.

Is it because she said that it is not enough, how about some more songs?
"In the remaining moon and zero wind, the tears are gone, and the paper is ashes..."

"You buried the mud in the spring to sell your bones, and I sent the world full of snow..."

Everyone was stunned, how miserable this woman is, she looks like a beautiful girl in the palace, could it be that being a beautiful girl is such a tragic thing?

Sun Xiuxiu looked worriedly at the bewildered crowd who were still plagiarizing.

"The green spring waves under the bridge of sadness, it was once the shadow of a frightened bird..."

"The article is full of pedestrians' ears, and I was saddened by Siqing..."

At this time, everyone looked at the emperor with weird expressions. They never expected that the emperor's women would be so miserable, and their daughters would never be sent to the palace again.

"To shut up."

Yao Tianjing obviously couldn't listen anymore, don't think he didn't know that this woman was insinuating, intending to say that marrying him would be worse than death, and she was thinking about other men, most importantly, she was thinking about Shu Yu.

"Your majesty, please forgive me. The servant did not do it on purpose. The servant can still write poems. Don't kill the servant."

"To shut up."

Yao Tianjing almost gritted his teeth.

Since others have seen that she is a beautiful woman, how could Yao Tianjing not see it.

This woman must have come here because of Shu Yu, and if Xiu Nu had not been favored by him, she would still have a chance to leave the palace, and he would never let them be together.

"This girl is very talented and intelligent, and I really love her. She is specially named Zhaoyi."

(End of this chapter)