The prince is very fierce

Qi Xinghan's words were strange, with a hint of jealousy.

After all, being so talented and pretending like this is really bullying.

Facing everyone's doubts, Xu Buring chuckled and thought for a while:

"Well...the funeral speech was written by my father. I happened to see it when I was young and wrote it down."

"Really?"

Everyone was dubious and not very surprised by the answer.

Although Xu You, the king of Su, was doing nothing in the capital, he began to work hard after returning to Xiliang. He also had a deep love for Princess Su. It is not impossible that he wrote this poem after Princess Su died of illness. Literary people always have a few strokes of genius.

Song Ji heard this and nodded: "Back then in the capital, I was drinking and chatting with Prince Su and Princess Su. Unexpectedly, we haven't seen each other for more than ten years. I... I really mistreated Prince Su."

Xu Buling bowed slightly to thank the emperor for his concern. As for "mistreatment", it refers to what happened during the "Iron Eagle Hunting Deer". There were too many things involved, and it was hard to say who was mistreating whom.

Many guests thought about it for a while and temporarily believed this statement. After all, Su Wang Xu You's experience, literary talent, and character were more consistent, while Xu Buling was not yet married, so he obviously did not have such experience.

Qi Xinghan nodded and continued: "Who wrote "Broken Array"?"

This question is simple.

Xu Buling said without thinking: "My grandfather Xu Lie wrote it in his later years. I accidentally discovered it while browsing in the study..."

"Buzz——"

Before he finished speaking, the whole place became noisy, and everyone looked at him strangely.

Even Song Ji was stunned for a moment, leaning on the dragon chair, hesitating to speak.

Qi Xinghan was even more furious, with an expression of 'You're kidding me' - who in the world didn't know that Old General Xu was born as a butcher. He only learned to read and write after he became a general. At first, he even asked the deputy general to read the emperor's transfer order.

Xu Lie suffered the disadvantage of being uneducated. Only after entering Chang'an did he treat the literati favorably, and went to the Imperial Academy to dismount his horse and cut his sword to show respect.

You said Xu Lie writes poetry? Still writing this song "Jiang Chengzi"?

The most ridiculous thing in the world!

Qi Xinghan waved his sleeves and said angrily: "How is it possible..."

Xu Buling's face darkened and he said coldly: "My grandfather has always valued literati throughout his military life. Even when he became king in Suzhou, he never changed the habit of 'horse hanging books' every day. He always wrote poems to recall the past. What's impossible?"

"..."

The whole audience was speechless for a moment.

No one, even in the Northern Qi Dynasty and South Vietnam, disagreed with Xu Lie's name. With Xu Lie's ability, he could rise from a butcher to a general commanding 1.2 million troops. It is not impossible for him to be a self-taught poet.

An outstanding person is an outstanding person, and it is impossible to change his path without leaving.

And even if Xu Lie is not at this level, can you openly say that Xu Lie is uneducated?

The thousands of miles of mountains and rivers in Dayue were conquered by Xu Lie alone. Today, Xu Lie is honored as General Xu. Who here dares to say that Xu Lie is an illiterate barbarian?

Qi Xinghan held it in for a long time. He really didn't dare to criticize General Xu's cultural level. He thought about it for a moment:

"Hmm... Old General Xu has brought peace to the world during his military life. The sentence in the poem 'Finished the affairs of the king and won the reputation in life and death, but the misfortune happened in vain'. It should mean that the ambition is unfulfilled..."

Xu Buling's eyes were serious, and he turned to look at the civil and military officials: "My father taught me since I was a child, 'In the whole world, there is no land for the king, and on the shore of the land, there are no ministers for the king.' Northern Qi and South Vietnam are still there, and there are tens of millions of people. It's still in the hands of the enemy. How can you live in a place of comfort and talk about the world being at peace?"

This is too strong a statement.

The whole audience suddenly stopped talking and their faces became serious.

Even Song Ji, who was sitting on the dragon chair, was sitting upright with serious eyes.

Dayue suffered humiliation in a small place for hundreds of years, and the "Don't Forget Bell" is still hanging in the Imperial College to remind future generations not to forget the humiliation when the country was weak and the people were weak.

It is indeed contrary to the teachings of our ancestors to laugh and talk about the world being peaceful when the enemy country is still there.

Qi Xinghan also reacted and quickly bowed to the emperor:

"Old minister made a mistake, I hope the Holy One will punish him severely."

What could Song Ji say? Now this poem was not written by Xu Lie, it had to be written by Xu Lie. He raised his hand:

"King Su's lineage has been guarding the border for generations, and I am very relieved that the ancestral precepts have not been forgotten. However, we cannot talk about 'pacifying the world'. All of you need to perform your duties and work together to achieve hegemony."

"promise!"

Everyone in the hall bowed in response.

The scene was silent for a moment, and the poem was naturally revealed.

Qi Xinghan was famous for his stubbornness, so he naturally had no intention of giving in. He took the poem manuscript and continued:

"Then who wrote the song 'Withered Vine and Old Tree and Dark Crow...'?"

Everyone's eyes turned to Xu Buling again.

Are you going to make it up? Show me another relative who has been wandering for many years?

Xu Buling opened his mouth. There were only two people in the Xu family, father and son. There were no outsiders at all. He pondered for a long time and could only spread his hands and said:

"Well... I was ambushed when I entered the capital last year and was infected by the Dragon Lock Gu. I... wrote it casually under the guidance of the guards."

"..."

The whole place was silent, and after reacting, there were thunderous shouts of exclamation.

"Sure enough, it was written by Prince Xu..."

"I finally admitted it..."

…

Qi Xinghan's eyes were full of excitement, as if he couldn't make it up? How dare you, a little brat, pretend to be uneducated in front of me? Bah! You are a genius! You can't fool me! ’ look.

Song Ji shook his head and laughed twice, but he didn't know what it meant.

All the officials and ladies present looked like nymphos. If they weren't in the palace, they would have screamed in support.

Qi Xinghan has always been unreasonable and unforgiving, and he continued to say:

"Then "The wind has gone to dust and the fragrant flowers have gone"..."

Only then did many guests present remember this song, and they quickly looked at Xu Buling expectantly.

A five-character poem with concise and catchy wording. It can be said that it was a stroke of genius under the guidance of the guard. This long poem cannot be guided casually.

If you can't explain this, you have to accept the title of 'Famous in Chang'an' even if you don't accept it.

Facing the adoring eyes of the crowd, Xu Buling felt his head was buzzing and he really couldn't find an excuse.

Fortunately, some of the spectators still felt sorry for Xu Bu Ling. Mrs. Lu, who was so anxious that she kept stamping her little feet, saw that Xu Buling had been forced to the edge of the cliff. If the trouble continued, something big would happen. She quickly stood up and said:

"Everyone, I taught him to write "The Wind Has Gone to the Dust and the Fragrance of the Flowers Are Gone". The dignified Crown Prince Su was fostered in my Xiao family. How can he be so proficient in writing and ink? Don't let your body be poisoned by strange poisons, and you can't be impatient. Stop asking!"

Xu Buling was granted amnesty. He shook his body a few times and forced himself to regain his strength. His face soon turned green, and he staggered and fell down:

"Uh~ I feel dizzy~"

"ah--"

"Quickly, help Prince Xu!"

"Pass on the royal doctor!"

Chengqing Hall suddenly became a mess, and the drama just now was temporarily stopped. The imperial doctor ran over and carried Xu Buling, who had fainted, down for treatment.

Many nymphomaniac ladies and ladies even got up and ran to him, looking nervous and asking for help. Some even directly changed their name to "Xu Dacaizi".

Xu Bu Ling closed his eyes and pretended to be dead, feeling that life was hopeless.

Mrs. Lu taught him to write, and she half-rejected and half-accepted the two poems, "If you don't sing, it will be nothing, but if you make a blockbuster," it will be difficult to clean up the reputation.

With martial arts skills, unparalleled literary talents, looks comparable to those of gods, possessing both political integrity and talent, gods are nothing more than that!

He is the first of his kind to hide himself like this. It would be better not to hide, at least he really can't write poetry.

I don’t know what the civil and military officials sitting here think. I can only hope that the emperor will not be suspicious. If he is noticed, he may really have to retire in Chang’an...