Training Tai Sui

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"Break the halberd and sink the sand to sell the iron, and you will grind and wash it to recognize the previous dynasty. Dongfeng will not be with Zhou Lang..."

Speaking of this, Qin Feng looked directly at Chen Shubao and his concubine Zhang Lihua and others quite rudely, and said loudly: "Tongquechun is deeply troubled by Erqiao!"

The murderousness of the poem is very heavy, but this is not a big deal. Although the emperors and ministers in the south of the Yangtze River are gentle, it is not impossible to appreciate heroic poems.It's just that the moral in Qin Feng's poem made them very angry.

This poem is like telling them that in the Battle of Chibi during the Three Kingdoms period, Soochow's victory was just accidental. If there was no Dongfeng's favor, Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao would have been grabbed by Cao Cao to warm the bed, and there would be Dong Wu behind him. No shit.

Needless to say the meaning of Soochow, it is naturally their Nan Chen, and needless to say Cao Wei, it must be the Great Sui Dynasty, as for Zhang Lihua and others, it is naturally Er Qiao.

"Bold!"

"Boy is arrogant!"

The two civil servants came out together, pointing at Qin Feng with their halberds, as if they wished to tear Qin Feng into pieces.

Qin Feng refilled a bottle of fine wine for himself, drank it all in one gulp, then cast a contemptuous look at the two people, waved his hand and said: "It's fine to admit that you can't get it, there is no need to use such small tricks to cover up, shame on you!"

As soon as these words came out, Nan Chen Qunchen was dumbfounded. How do you evaluate this?

Whether Chen Shubao's poems are good or not, it must be good. After all, blacksmiths have to be hard on their own. If they don't have two brushes, Chen Shubao wouldn't dare to come out and pretend to be such a force.

But Qin Feng's poems, if those implied meanings are removed, are also excellent works, even slightly higher than Chen Shubao's.

But no one is willing to ask them to hand over twelve cities like this.

Mr. Jiang rolled his eyes, got up and said, "Today, the Lord entertained the angels. This is the ultimate joy. The poems of the Lord are closely related to this, but the angels..."

Before he finished speaking, Qin Feng glanced at him and said with disdain: "I know you won't be convinced, but it doesn't matter, the poem has been written, let me write another poem."

After filling up the wine bottle, Qin Feng began to circle in the center of the hall again, pretending to be like that.

It's not that there are no words these days, it's just that this novelty is not yet popular, and there are no famous articles that can be passed down through the ages.When everyone in Nanchen heard this, they held back their energy to watch Qin Feng make a fool of himself.

"When will the bright moon come? Ask the blue sky for wine. I don't know the palace in the sky, what year it is. I want to go back by the wind, but I'm afraid that Qionglou Yuyu will be too cold on the heights. Dance to find out the shadows, why is it like being in the world. Turn to Zhuge. ..Nung, moon and new moon."

"Squeak!"

After reading the last sentence, Qin Feng drank the fine wine in the wine bottle in a gulp, indescribably chic.

But as soon as the wine entered his stomach, Qin Feng knew it was broken.

His alcohol capacity has never been very good. Although he ate something before, he didn't fill his stomach at all. Now he is drinking again, just turning around, and the alcohol is getting stronger!

If it was normal, then he would be drunk, it would be great to sleep and feel uncomfortable for a while, but now this is more than trying, it doesn't matter if he is drunk, what if these bastards play tricks?

Thinking of this, Qin Feng stretched out his hand to support a small case, and started his real performance...

Chapter 178 What Happened?

"hiss..."

Qin Feng opened his eyes with great difficulty, feeling as if his head was about to split open, his whole body was floating, as if he had no bones, and there was still a bitter smell in his mouth.

To be honest, Qin Feng has never been drunk before, but it is the first time like today.

"Angel, you are awake."

A sharp voice like a drake came from his ear, which made Qin Feng shiver.

He turned his neck stiffly, and what came into view was a miserable white face, with powder falling from his cheeks from time to time, and a pair of red lips that were as terrifying as if they were stained with blood.

"Ghost!"

Qin Feng jumped three feet high, then crazily covered himself with the quilt, and a series of meaningless screams came from his throat.

"Angel, don't be afraid, it's an old slave..."

This voice, somewhat familiar?

He hid in his life and thought about it for a long time, but Qin Feng, who had a splitting headache, couldn't think of anything. He slowly took the quilt away, revealing a small slit, staring at the guy he regarded as a ghost for a long time, and then said in a daze: "It turned out to be Eunuch Luo, I was shocked."

Luo Yuan was a little helpless, stretched out his hand to help Qin Feng half up, and then put a cushion behind him.

Qin Feng reached out and rubbed his head, still feeling a little dazed.

I have to say that the aged wine in the south is soft in the mouth and tastes quite good, even a little sweet, like fruit wine, but it has a lot of aftertaste.

Yesterday's Qin Feng didn't take this sweet thing seriously, thinking that he had drunk high-quality liquor in later generations, and drank a lot of Moutai after crossing.I thought that even if I was not a wine fairy, three or two glasses should not be a problem, but who would have thought...

Shame!

Stretching out his hand and patting his forehead, Qin Feng carefully recalled what happened last night, but after much deliberation, he only remembered that he plagiarized two famous poems, but what happened later...what happened later?

"Eunuch Luo, where is General Yang?"

Luo Yuan didn't think of himself as a big shot, he went outside and found Yang Yichen by himself.

Seeing Yang Yichen with a strange expression, Qin Feng asked, "General Yang, what happened last night?"

The corners of Yang Yichen's mouth twitched a bit. After a long while, imitating Qin Feng's behavior last night, he propped up the bed with one hand, half fell to the ground, turned his left index finger around, and said with a disdainful tongue: "Don't. ..Don’t get me wrong, as far as poetry is concerned, I, Qin Ziyu, am not targeting someone here, but all of you here are rubbish, rubbish!”

What the hell!

Master, am I so awesome?

Qin Feng stared a little, but at the same time he was a little scared. You must know that there were quite a few people present yesterday, and the map cannon he set up was a bit big, and he actually included all the civil and military officials in Nanchen.

"That..." Seemed a little embarrassed, Qin Feng twitched for a long time before asking: "I didn't get beaten, did I?"

Thinking about it differently, Qin Feng felt that if he was a courtier of Nanchen, he would definitely not be able to accept this kind of humiliation, and he might even kill that arrogant boy on the spot.And now that he is still alive, isn't this God's blessing?

"No, who would dare?" Yang Yichen stood up, regained his solemn appearance, and slowly recounted what happened last night.

It turned out that after three glasses of wine, Qin Feng, who knew that the situation was not good, did not hesitate at all. While he was still sane, he selected dozens of poems that were considered appropriate, and sprinkled them out as if he didn't want money, making Chen Guojun and his ministers directly Dumbfounded, let alone pick it up, I have never heard so many wonderful poems in my life, so I can only bet and admit defeat.

That's why Qin Feng mocked Nan Chen up and down.

But Chen Shubao is not a fool, although he said he was willing to bet, but he didn't say where the twelve bet cities were.The always stupid emperor played a narrow mind and directly picked twelve cities from Jiaozhi, Hepu and other counties as bets for Qin Feng.

Where is this land? It is the southernmost part of the Chen Kingdom that is separated from the Sui Dynasty. It has no real value at all, and Yang Jian dare not send officials and troops to take over these twelve cities.

In the end, it was actually Chen Shubao who acted so generously to fulfill Qin Feng's reputation of surpassing Gan Luo.

From this point of view, Chen Shubao is really a good emperor, he kept his word, even though Qin Feng mocked him like that, he was not angry.If it was Yang Jian, I'm afraid that the little bastard Qin Feng would have been dragged out to show off to the public, so he must have a hammer!

Of course, this may also be because Chen Shubao loves poetry, and he felt compassion after meeting such a great talent as Qin Feng, but it's hard to say what Chen Shubao thinks.

Hearing this, Qin Feng breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, the result was not bad, and the mission of the mission was successfully completed, but the story of Yang Yichen was not finished yet.