Training Tai Sui

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Hearing Qin Feng's request, Nan Chen's generals were a little dumbfounded, but the anger of the group of civil officials was provoked, and everyone was filled with righteous indignation, wishing to tear Qin Feng into pieces.

Qin Feng raised his eyebrows, opened his angry eyes, and shouted: "I am an angel of the kingdom of heaven, whoever dares to respond will do so, and whoever dares not, if he dares to insult me, he will be killed!"

The same inferior aggressive method, but just as useful.

Yang Yichen stepped forward cooperatively, holding the long knife in his hand, without flinching at all, with the boldness of blood spattering three feet.

Several Nanchen military generals also stood up, although they didn't have weapons in their hands, they didn't hide their eagerness to try.

Qin Feng ignored the glaring generals, he just looked at the civil servants on the left and said, "Dare, or don't you? Hurry up, don't grind like a girl!"

As soon as these words came out, it was as if clear water had fallen into boiling oil, causing the entire hall to boil completely.

Chapter 177

"Shut up!"

Chen Shubao yelled loudly, and the chaotic scene suddenly fell silent.

Then he looked at Qin Feng with a smile on his face, even showing embarrassment on his face, and asked: "Does the angel really want to do this?"

There is absolutely nothing wrong with Chen Shubao not being fit to be an emperor, but it would be nonsense to say that he is an idiot who can do nothing.

In fact, Chen Shubao can be said to be very talented. Of course, this talent is not reflected in governing the country, but as a poet, Chen Shubao is quite talented. I dare not say that he can match Li Yu, the empress of the Southern Tang Dynasty, but he is definitely better than Qianlong's pretentious criminal. There are countless grades.

More importantly, Chen Shubao liked poetry and songs so much that many officials in Nanchen might not know how to govern the country, but they were good at poetry and songs.The most typical one is Mr. Jiang. If it is not for his good poetry, let alone Shang Shuling, whether he can be an official in Jiankang City is a question.

And Qin Feng made such a request, obviously after careful consideration.

For other things, the monarchs and ministers of the Chen Kingdom may not dare to bet with him. After all, twelve cities are not twelve cabbages, and they can be given away as long as they are said to be given away, so they don't feel bad at all.But the poems are obviously a favorite of Nan Chen and his subordinates. If they dare not respond to this request, it will be a big shame.

Furthermore, they also have confidence in poetry. Qin Feng is not very old and was not famous before. They have no reason to be afraid of a challenge from a young man, right?

Qin Feng said firmly: "It's true!"

Chen Shubao rubbed his hands, he seemed to be hesitant, or could not bear to ask: "Are you sure?"

Qin Feng was happy. In fact, from the moment he convinced Xiao Mahe, his task of imitating Gan Luo had already been completed.

To be honest, he is not willing to do this again. It is easy to spread his reputation, but it is not easy to keep a low profile.If you really have something in your stomach, then there is no need to be afraid.

But others don't know, but he himself is very clear, poetry?He could come up with two doggerel poems, but compared with this group of ancients, he is not even qualified to carry shoes.It's just that the rumor drove him here, what can he do?

Could it be that you told Chen Shubao that I have persuaded your general Xiao Maha to surrender, and there is no need to imitate Gan Luo anymore.

If he dared to say this, he would be able to see a group of Nan Chen Wenwu rushing up to smash him into thousands of pieces in the next second. Let alone a mere Yang Yichen, even if Yu Wencheng was recruited, he might not be able to keep him.

Or if he said that there was no such thing at all, then it was a trivial matter for him to lose face, lose face of Da Sui, what should he do when he goes back?

Those who spread the rumors must have been waiting for this moment. I believe that as soon as he entered Daxing City, Ying Yangwei's kind face was waiting for him, and even Yang Guang couldn't protect him.

Therefore, Qin Feng had to go through such a life, and he had to win. He didn't need to win any cities, but his reputation had to be spread, so that everyone had nothing to say!

"Sure!"

Chen Shubao said very happily: "Okay, it's a bet! If I, Chen Guo, lose, the twelve cities will definitely be handed over, and if the angel loses..."

Qin Feng also said very straightforwardly: "Whether it is killing or cutting, it is up to you!"

"This is not good. If you want me to tell you that if the angel loses, then he will punish himself with three bottles." Chen Shubao was very generous and didn't make any excessive demands. From this point of view, he likes to eat, drink and have fun. , is also a faint king, but not a tyrant.

"Is that the angel first, or..."

Qin Feng said modestly: "The lord of the country is the master, and I am the guest. Naturally, the guest does what the master does."

"Alright."

With a promise, Chen Shubao twitched his beard, looked at the surrounding scenery, and after only a moment, he happily said: "Yes!"

He got up and pointed to the Linguang Hall in the distance, then looked back at Zhang Lihua beside him, and said with a smile: "Liyu Fanglin is facing Gaoge, the new makeup is beautiful and quality!"

"Nice poem!"

"color!"

With just one sentence, Nanchen Chenzi burst into laughter, and looked at Qin Feng from time to time, his eyes seemed to say, Xiao Zang, we are no opponents in fighting, and you barbarians are still far behind in writing poems.

"Your Majesty can write a poem in a short time, which is even better than the ancient King Chen Si!"

Chen Siwang is the Cao Zhi who made the poem in seven steps. I have to say that Mr. Jiang's flattery is a bit shameless, but Chen Shubao's ability is really good.

Chen Shubao was very proud, and he opened his arms, as if embracing the world, making people think that he is not the famous Chen Empress in history, but Cao Mengde, who wrote poems horizontally.

Pausing for a moment, after the applause from the crowd dissipated, Chen Shubao continued: "Yinghu Ningjiao didn't enter at first, and came out of the curtain to greet her with a smile."

"A demon girl's face looks like a flower with dew on her face, and the stream of yushu shines on her backyard!"

"Good poem! Good poem!"

"The Seven Sons of Jian'an are nothing more than that, and the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove are nothing more than that!"

"Jiankang paper is expensive! Once this poem comes out, the price of Jiankang paper will increase several times!"

Well, Chen Guoqun's ministers had an orgasm with the group, and all shameless words were piled on Chen Shubao, wishing to praise him to the world, the greatest poet since ancient times.

Qin Feng was also a little dazed. He never expected that Chen Shubao's famous Yushuhoutinghua, which is famous in history, was written in this way.

However, it always feels like something is missing.

"Gone?"

Chen Shubao was very interested, and said with a smile when he heard the words: "It is true that there should be a concluding sentence, but it's just that the writing has come to this point, maybe it will be understood in the future. What does the angel think?"

These words are polite, but it is a pity that this boy Qin Feng has never known what politeness is, and he added a sentence leisurely: "The flowers bloom and fall for a long time, and the ground will return to silence when it is full of red."

This sentence is the last sentence that Chen Shubao himself made in history, and it is not Qin Feng's nonsense.However, a good poem describing the enchanting beauty of the concubines, comparable to flowers, was added by Qin Feng with such a sentence, which was a little more sad for no reason, three points of sorrow, but it made Nan Chen Jun Chen, including Chen Shubao, disgusted. up.

The problem is that Qin Feng picked it up so neatly that no one could find any faults, and it was almost possible to suffocate internal injuries.

Mr. Jiang said: "The lord has written a poem. If the angel thinks he is ashamed, it is better to punish himself with three bottles as soon as possible. We will definitely not embarrass the angel."

"do not!"

Qin Feng smiled and said: "It's very simple to write a poem. A few days ago, I went down the river and passed the Red Cliff. I felt something, and now I'm making a fool of myself."

After speaking, Qin Feng held up the wine bottle, pretended to walk in the center of the hall for a while, and then poured all the wine in the wine bottle into his mouth.

Just when Chen Guojun and his ministers were waiting impatiently, thinking that he was playing tricks, Qin Feng spoke up.