At the banquet.
Ying Zheng and all the ministers looked at Ying Ziqiu in disbelief, their eyes filled with shock and admiration!
Just these two sentences alone were enough to crush Fu Su and spread through the ages!
When Chunyu Yue heard Ying Ziqiu's poem, his expression changed drastically. It changed from green to white to purple. It was even more interesting than a face!
As the representative of the scholarly faction in the State of Qin, he could naturally feel the quality of these two lines of Ying Ziqiu's poem.
Impossible!
This was impossible!
How could the Second Prince, who had been obsessed with martial arts since he was young, produce such exquisite poems that could be passed down through the ages!？
Coincidentally!
It must be a coincidence!
The poem was not finished yet, and the next one would definitely not be of such high quality!
Chun Yuyue kept comforting himself in his heart.
There was still a tiny bit of hope in his heart.
No one cared about Chunyu Yue's condition.
At this moment!
Everyone's gaze was focused on Ying Ziqiu, and they couldn't help but hold their breaths, afraid of disturbing Ying Ziqiu.
"You must enjoy life to the fullest. Don't let the golden cup face the moon empty!”
"I'm born with talent, and I'll be able to use it again!”
“......”
"A five-streaked horse and a thousand gold fur coat. I'll go out and exchange them for good wine to relieve your eternal worries!”
Ying Ziqiu recited the entire poem in one breath.
His voice was heroic!
His posture was wild!
Hearing this, Ying Zheng and the other ministers at the banquet felt their hearts surging with emotion, as they drank one cup after another.
For example, Wang Jian, Wang Li, Meng Tian, Li Xin, and some other generals directly picked up their wine jugs and drank like Ying Ziqiu!
It was an unprecedented pleasure!
He couldn't stop at all!
Gulp ~ Gulp ~ Gulp ~
The entire hall!
The entire banquet!
The thick aroma of wine permeated the air as everyone raised their glasses and drank heartily!
All the worries and worries disappeared at this moment, leaving only good wine in his mind!
After a long time…
Everyone drank countless times and felt that their stomachs were filled with wine. They kept hiccuping, and their faces were red. Their bodies swayed, and they were extremely drunk.
There were even some officials who were too drunk to drink and fell to the ground unconscious!
Dumb!
Stunned!
All the palace servants and maids around him were shocked, staring at Ying Zheng and his ministers in disbelief!
Countless banquets had been held in this hall.
When had they ever seen Ying Zheng and the other ministers in such a state?
If the world knew about this, their jaws would definitely drop!
And the source of all this was a poem that the Second Prince had written!
Do you dare to believe it?
A poem actually had such a huge influence!!
Worship!
Admiration!
Admiration!
All kinds of emotions were born in the hearts of the palace maids in the hall. Their martial arts were divine, and their poetry was extraordinary!
The Second Prince was a celestial being!
The scene at the banquet made Chunyu Yue feel despair. He was filled with sorrow, bitterness, and melancholy!
He understood that his plan had failed!
Originally, he wanted Young Master Fusu to win Ying Zheng's attention by stepping on Young Master Ziqiu.
Now, he had backfired.
He had directly defeated Zi Qiu and pushed him to the altar!
As the representative of the Confucian school in the State of Qin, Chunyu Yue knew that this poem was enough to become a god!
The crow of a rooster that he composed and the cry of a crane that Young Master Fu Su composed were not even worthy of carrying shoes for this poem!!
He was really shooting himself in the foot!
If the heavens gave me another chance, I definitely wouldn't choose to let Young Master Fu Su use poetry to suppress Young Master Zi Qiu!
Unfortunately...
There were no ifs in this world!
"Good! Good! Good!"
"My son Qiu has the talent of a poet!"
"What rooster crow, what crane cry!"
"Compared to my son's drinking, he doesn't even have to lift his shoes!”
Ying Zheng kept cheering and praising loudly. He had drunk a little too much, so he didn't even have any scruples when he spoke. He didn't care at all about Chunyu Yue's unsightly face, which looked as if he had just eaten sh * t.
Pa--
Chunyu Yue felt as if he had been slapped in the face!
He was the one who suggested using poetry to liven things up!
He wanted to support Young Master Fu Su!
In the end…
Yet, he was mercilessly crushed by Ying Ziqiu, and it was even in the domain that he was most proficient in. It was simply a slap in the face!
"The Second Prince is going to float in the sky!"
"This poem is unique and unprecedented!”
"I'm born with talent! It's really enlightening!"
"With this poem, the Second Prince can become a Poet Immortal!”
"Hui Xu drank three hundred cups at once! Truly heroic and unparalleled, a role model for us!”
Along with Ying Zheng's praise, the civil and military officials also kept praising him from the bottom of their hearts.
This poem.
In the later generations, when poetry had reached its peak, it was considered a masterpiece. In this era where culture was relatively backward, it was even more of a divine work!
A poem that sealed the heavens!
Ying Ziqiu's " Drink Up " directly pushed the atmosphere of the banquet to a peak, making it even more lively and cheerful.
Everyone exchanged toasts and toasted each other. It was very lively.
Chunyu Yue and Fu Su immediately shut themselves up. They shrank into a corner and drew circles, revealing their lonely backs. They had no sense of existence at all.
The banquet lasted until late at night.
Ying Zheng sent the Dragon and Tiger Royal Guards to send the drunk ministers home, and announced a day off so that they could have a good rest.
Ying Ziqiu was also drunk and his eyes were blurry. He couldn't use his true essence to dissolve the effects of the alcohol.
Getting drunk occasionally in life was also a kind of enjoyment.
Ying Ziqiu returned to his own chamber with the help of a maid.
The snow maidens had been waiting for him for a long time, and they had prepared hot water for him to bathe and change his clothes, washing away the smell of alcohol.
Absence makes the heart grow fonder. Red candles sway, and hibiscus curtains warm.
......
The sun had just risen.
Ying Ziqiu led a group of palace maids to dress neatly and walked towards Zhangtai Palace's main hall.
When he arrived, many officials were already waiting outside the hall.
As an old general, Wang Jian knew how to avoid arousing suspicion, so he only greeted Ying Ziqiu normally.
However, as hot-blooded young generals, Meng Tian, Wang Li, and Li Xin did not have so many misgivings. When they saw Ying Ziqiu's figure, they immediately walked towards him.
"Greetings, Second Prince!"
His attitude was respectful and his eyes were filled with admiration!
Destroying Yan, Zhao, and Xiongnu, they had followed Ying Ziqiu all the way to the north and south. They had long been convinced by Ying Ziqiu's strength and followed his lead!
Chunyu Yue, Li Si, Wang Wan, Feng Quji, Wei Liao, and the other officials saw this.
His heart trembled slightly.
Although Li Xin was an outstanding young general, he didn't have a strong background.
But Meng Tian and Wang Li were different.
Behind them were the Meng family and the Wang family. These two families controlled almost half of Great Qin's army and were definitely military powerhouses.
However…
These two families had never participated in the struggle for the throne because they had a large number of troops in their hands and in order to avoid suspicion.
Only loyal to the King of Qin!
The young masters had also tried to rope in the two families, but all of them had failed.
Now.
The third generation young generals of the Meng Clan and Wang Clan were actually so close to the Second Prince, Ying Ziqiu. Could it be that the Meng Clan and Wang Clan were preparing to fight against the Second Prince?
The moment this thought appeared, the ministers could not help but feel shocked.
The Second Prince's prestige in the army was like the sun in the sky. If he had the help of the Meng Clan and the Wang Clan, then the throne would be in his hands!？
Creak--
While the ministers were thinking, the door to Zhangtai Palace slowly opened.
However, no one walked in.
What a joke!
First Prince Fu Su and Second Prince Zi Qiu were both here, so how could they dare to be the first to enter the hall?
Their gazes landed on Fu Su and Ying Ziqiu, observing their expressions to see who would step into Zhangtai Palace first.
Would they tear it apart?
Don't look at it as just a small order.
In this feudal era where hierarchy was strictly enforced, it represented extraordinary significance!
"Second brother has conquered Yan and destroyed Zhao. He has made outstanding contributions and should be the first to enter the hall!”
"Please!"
Fu Su was deeply influenced by the Confucian culture and had to be respectful and humble. He directly gave the first chance to step into the hall to Ying Ziqiu.
"Thank you, Big Brother!"
Ying Ziqiu didn't put on an act and directly walked in.
Chun Yuyue saw this scene and was very indignant. He looked at Fu Su with anger and hated him for being disappointing!
The order in which one entered Zhangtai Palace represented one's status in the court!
By giving the second prince the first chance to enter Zhangtai Palace, didn't that mean that the second prince was the most important person in the court?
Young Master Fusu was good in everything, and he had a scholarly temperament in every aspect.
It was just that his personality was too gentle. To put it bluntly, he was cowardly!
If he hadn't invested for more than ten years, Chunyu Yue really wanted to change someone else!
They entered the hall.
Everyone stood on the left and right sides of the hall according to their positions.
"The king has arrived!"
Accompanied by Zhao Gao's sharp and loud voice, Ying Zheng, who was dressed in a black dragon robe, walked out of the back hall with a majestic gait and sat on the throne.
"Greetings, Your Majesty!"
"Ten thousand years!"
The civil and military officials bowed. Great Qin was not like the Braid Dynasty of the later generations, and they only needed to bow with their hands clasped in front of their chest. They did not need to kneel and kowtow.
"Everyone, rise!"
Ying Zheng raised his hand, indicating for the ministers to stand down.
His gaze then turned towards Ying Ziqiu, who was at the very front.
"Young Master Ziqiu led his troops to attack Yan, destroy their country, and obtain their land."After that, we will destroy Zhao and the Xiongnu, adding thousands of miles of territory to our Great Qin and making great contributions!”
"You should be rewarded!"
"Zhao Gao, read out the king's order!"
Ying Zheng's dignified voice, filled with praise and gratification, rang out in the hall as he handed over a personally written imperial order to Zhao Gao, who was standing beside him.
All the officials were looking forward to what kind of reward the King would give the Second Prince Ying Ziqiu.
" King's Order: Young Master Zi Qiu is intelligent, handsome, and has a godly martial path. He leads the Qin army to sweep through the Yan Country, Zhao Country, and Xiongnu in an invincible manner. His achievements cover the world and shock the heavens!”
" Prince Ziqiu is the Lord of Wu 'an of the Great Qin Dynasty. He is given the right to recruit guests, the fief of Luoyang, a Qilin Palace, 3,000 guards of the Dragon and Tiger Imperial Army, 100 inner servants, 100 palace maids, 10 beauties of Chuxiu Palace, 100,000 gold coins, and 1,000,000 money."
Zhao Gao's voice lasted for more than ten minutes!
Numb!
Completely numb!
The civil and military officials in the court all widened their eyes, their expressions dull and filled with disbelief!
Recruit guests!
His fief was Luoyang!
Qilin Palace!
Dragon Tiger Imperial Army!
This power, this treatment was no different from the Crown Prince!
He was a true official of the highest position!
The number one person under the royal power!
This kind of reward was simply the best in the world!!!
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