The Minister of War was ashamed.
Lin Qiu didn't look too pleased with himself. There was no other reason than that they weren't on the same level.
But Lin Qiu.
Since he was nicknamed the Executioner, the Great Demon King, the Bloody Butcher, the Ghost-faced Supervisor, and so on.
It was enough to show that Lin Qiu was never kind.
Just because the Minister of War had dared to provoke him today, plus the incident with the cotton-padded clothes, he had diverted the trouble to the other side…
In Lin Qiu's heart, the Minister of War had already been sentenced to death!
As for whether the Minister of War was guilty or not…
Haha…
I'm sorry, but that's not something the East Hall should be involved in. The East Hall will only be responsible for identifying this person and whether he should be killed.
And the Minister of War.
He had already been listed on the death list of the East Chamber!!
"Qin Shi Ming Yue Han Shi Guan…"
"The long march has yet to return…"
The entire court was shocked by the two lines of poetry.
Other than the fact that the Minister of War was embarrassed by Lin Qiu's words and his face was burning with pain.
In the imperial court, all the officials were looking forward to the second half of the poem.
After all!
Even if they didn't want to admit it, they had to admit the first two lines of the poem.
His aura was simply off the charts!
It started with the Qin Dynasty and the Han Dynasty. There was an emperor for thousands of years and a dynasty that lasted for six hundred years. Which of them was not a powerful force?
The second sentence was a long march!
The momentum was completely off the charts. However, the first two lines of this poem were off the charts. How should he continue after that?!
The first two sentences were too strong.
If the last two sentences were too weak, wouldn't it seem like a strong start but a weak end?!
Everyone's eyes turned to Lin Qiu.
Everyone was looking forward to his next two sentences, and Lin Qiu didn't keep them in suspense.
He pondered for a moment.
Lin Qiu walked up to the scout and said word by word,"But if General Long Chengfei is here…"
"I won't teach Hu Ma to cross the Yin Mountains…"
Whoosh--
The complete poem was finally recited.
Everyone present fell into deep thought!
They were shocked to find that although Lin Qiu's poem was a little awkward, it was far more stunning than most poems.
"Qin Shi Ming Yue Han Shi Guan…"
"The long march has yet to return…"
"But if Long Chengfei is here…"
"I won't teach Hu Ma to cross the Yin Mountains…"
One sentence, one poem, not only pointed out the difficulties of soldiers marching and fighting since ancient times.
What was even rarer was that he pointed out the loyalty of the soldiers to protect the country!
"Good, good, good. If Long Chengfei was here, I wouldn't have taught Hu Ma to cross the Yin Mountains…"
Emperor Li Yuan's eyes reddened.
Subconsciously, he imagined that the Flying General was the Heavenly Festival Army and the Yin Mountain was Man An Li.
Wasn't the Great Tang like this now?
As long as the Tianjie Army was still around, they would never allow the Turkic army to enter Great Tang territory.
This was the conviction of the soldiers of the Great Tang!
With such soldiers, how could the Great Tang not defeat the Turks and dominate the world?
In the imperial court, many civil officials heard this poem.
Everyone was first shocked, then shocked, and then everyone revealed a bitter smile.
Crash!
Caught off guard, many civil officials suddenly bowed to Lin Qiu and said,"
"This poem, I can't compare to it…"
"Governor Lin is a great talent. I was wrong before.”
"I never thought that Governor Lin would actually be a fellow cultivator.”
"This poem is simply like a divine poem. I bet that this poem will definitely be widely circulated!!”
"Hahaha, Supervisor Lin, I will definitely invite you to a poetry meet someday!”
For a moment.
It was as if the main character of the imperial court had become Lin Qiu. All of them spoke sincerely.
Even Li Er was surprised. He muttered in a low voice,"How can you actually write poetry?" I've never seen you compose a poem before!"
"Poetry is just a small trick. I'm too lazy to play with it.”
Lin Qiu shook her head and said calmly.
As soon as he said this.
Li Er was even more dumbstruck. For the scholars of the Great Tang, it was the greatest honor to have a poem that could be circulated.
But why did Lin Qiu say…
Poetry had actually become a trivia. If those great scholars heard this, wouldn't they be so angry that they would vomit blood?!
But in Lin Qiu's eyes.
Poetry really was just a small trick. Lin Qiu had not expected that his plagiarized poem would cause such a huge uproar in the Great Tang!
Lin Qiu walked up to the scout and asked,"Are you satisfied with this poem?"!”
"I'm satisfied, I'm satisfied. Thank you, Lord Supervisor, for writing a poem for the Heaven Festival Army!!”
The scout was excited. He kept bowing to Lin Qiu." Please don't worry, Lord Supervisor. As long as the Heaven Festival Troop is here, we won't teach the Hu horses to cross the Yin Mountains!"!”
Emperor Li Yuan was naturally overjoyed when he heard this.
In the pitch-black night of Chang 'an City, the arrival of the Heavenly Festival Army's victory made the entire Chang' an City…
It was boiling!
And beneath his boiling appearance, there was a dark side to him…
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