"Your Highness the Third Imperial Sun!"
The sudden voice attracted everyone's attention. Zhu Yunhao was looking for the emergency exit when he was suddenly called.
He felt like he had been hit by a glass.
"Mr. Huang? What's the matter?"
Huang Zicheng raised his cup and stood up."I'd like to toast to the Third Imperial Grandson first. He used the stratagem of sowing discord to repel the Tartar soldiers. The Eight Laws of Agriculture in the Book of Agricultural Administration are shocking. The 25 percent reduction of rent is even more shocking.”
"In the twenty-fifth year of Hongwu, the Great Ming Dynasty was able to have a vibrant life force.”
"I wouldn't dare! It was all the credit of Imperial Grandfather and the ministers!”
Huang Zicheng picked up a peanut."I heard that a few days ago, when the imperial grandson went to Huangjue Temple to discuss Buddhism, he actually made Zen Master Wuji lower his head and talk to you as an equal.”
"Zen Master Wuji Wuji is a famous living Buddha. The imperial grandson is of the same generation as him, so his Buddhist teachings must be profound.”
'There are a few things that I don't understand. I hope that my grandson can give me some pointers!'
Zhu Yunhao didn't say anything, and Huang Zicheng didn't care. Whether he refused or agreed, this question had to be asked.
Everyone present could smell the smoke in the air. The two of them were at it again.
Corey really didn't give up. The more he was defeated, the braver he became.
"May I ask, Imperial Sun, if everything is empty, good is empty, evil is empty. Because it is empty, it is empty. Buddha and Devil were both empty. What do you mean?"
Zhu Yunhao just sat at the table and ate.
Corey became even more aggressive when he didn't respond."All dharmas are born by karma, and all dharmas are destroyed by karma. The Dharma of Karma, Life and Death is empty.”
"What does this mean?"
"There is a reason for this, and there is a reason for this life. There is no reason for this and there is no reason for that.”
"What about this sentence?"
Huang Zicheng was arrogant. He felt that he had really stumped Zhu Yunhao this time. He immediately vowed to get back all the glory that he had lost before!
Zhu Yunwen was secretly excited. Mr. Huang, well done!
The civil and military officials had also heard that Zhu Yunhao and Zen Master Wuji were of the same generation.
But now, he was rendered speechless by the three Buddhist prophecies.
Could it be a coincidence?
What's more, it was a show he put on with Zen Master Wuji? Just to raise his status?
The lingering sound in the hall disappeared in an instant. Zhu Yuanzhang did not urge him. Pin 'er was a steady person. He would definitely not let people ask three questions in a row without saying anything.
This was not in line with his personality. He was the kind of person who always had a backup plan!
He keenly sensed that there might be a good show to watch.
Lan Yu helped to get out of the predicament."Huang Zicheng, this banquet is the Emperor's celebration for us. Why are you blindly meddling?"”
"Great General, I am only sparring with the Third Imperial Sun.”
'Isn't it more classy to play with words after the banquet?'
Although Lan Yu had not submitted to Zhu Yunshi yet, she did not want to see her nephew being made difficult for by others.
Just as he was about to say something, he realized that a heavy hand had pressed him down on the spot.
The Emperor?
What was going on?
Huang Zicheng raised his glass and walked to the middle, attracting the attention of most people. Zhu Yunwen secretly pouted.
Continue!
Today, he must make Zhu Yunhao lose face.
Huang Zicheng nodded. Since the Buddhist prophecy His Highness answered the question of not coming up, then His Highness did the enlightenment of sound law. It said that the cloud faced the rain, the snow faced the wind, and the evening sun faced the clear sky.”
"He even pulled the couplet down from the altar in one fell swoop!”
"The great scholar Liu Sanwu and the Minister of Official Personnel Zhan Hui both said that this book of enlightenment on sound and rhythm can be compared to the Three Character Classic and the Hundred Family Names.”
"Since we're talking about rhythm, then we have to talk about poetry.”
"The four or six parallel prose after the enlightenment of rhythm is enough to show that Your Highness is also remarkable in poetry.”
"This... It's extremely precious."
"Today, General Lan will return to the court. I wonder if Your Highness can write a poem for him to commemorate.”
"I don't need it. Poetry and such are not to my liking at all."”
"The battlefield is all about killing," Wang Bi chimed in. It is precisely because you scholars like to whitewash things that there are actually some young people who yearn for the battlefield.”
'This is bullshit!'
"When they see the mountains of white bones and the piles of corpses, I wonder if they can still hold on to that sword in their hands.”
"We know this too."
Zhu Yuanzhang nodded."It's a battle to the death." There's not that much tenderness and sweetness."
"Since you have a knife in your hand, the most important thing is to kill the enemy in front of you!”
"Because your enemy thinks the same way.”
"It's meaningless for me to give you a slap. It should be you who slaps me, so I'll chop off your head.”
'If you want to chop off my head, then I'll chop off your head before you do.'
'I can't be disgusted when blood splatters on my body, and I can't be distracted!'
"Lan Yu, Wang Bi, which one of them isn't covered in wounds?”
Huang Zicheng was slightly stunned. He thought that Zhu Yuanzhang and Lan Yu were helping Zhu Yunhao, but he was immediately overjoyed!
This put Zhu Yunhao in a dilemma.
"Imperial grandson."
'The Emperor has said that the battlefield is filled with killing intent, so the poem you wrote for Great General Lan should also be filled with killing intent.'
'Otherwise, I might be suspected of going against the imperial edict.'
Qi Tai suddenly gave a thumbs up and praised with his lips,""High!"
To be able to turn Zhu Yuanzhang's generous words into a situation that was beneficial to him in a short period of time and turn them into weapons to attack the enemy, this Mr. Huang was really not that pedantic in literature.
Zhu Yunwen was even more ecstatic. Her eyes were like water as she felt that victory was right in front of her!
He decided to add fuel to the fire."Third brother, Mister Huang is a great scholar of his generation. Tell him about your poem and let him refute it.”
"Confucius said, when three people walk together, one of them will be my teacher.”
Zhu Yunhao looked at them indifferently.
Seeing that the boss was in trouble, Ru Chang quickly stood up.""Emperor, Lords!"
Huang Zicheng was secretly resentful. This damned fatty was here to mess things up again.
"Wang Bo's Preface to King Teng's Pavilion is famous throughout the ages, but it was only completed after he had prepared a draft in his mind.”
"I wasn't quick-witted at the time."
'Therefore, if a famous poem is produced, I think that it is inevitable to speculate between the lines! Even Li Bai couldn't write most of his poems in one go. He had to revise them with Du Fu and the others before they were finalized.'
'Dream-traversing Heavenly Granny chants farewell, isn't Shu Road all like this?'
"But it still swept the Great Tang. Therefore, this humble subject believes that Great General Lan's might is unparalleled, and ordinary poems are naturally not worthy of him.”
'It's only more appropriate after I've studied it deeply.'
Huang Zicheng said disdainfully,"Lord Ru, you might have forgotten. Previously, His Highness and Song Yi had a great conversation.”
"The quick-wittedness contained in it is unmatched!”
"Didn't Wang Xizhi's Preface to the Lanting Collection also get out of hand?”
"Therefore, finding chapters and phrases is just an ordinary poem. Reciting it on the spot represents the true nature!”
He glanced at Zhu Yunhao mockingly. Now, he did not put anyone in his eyes.
"Could it be that before this, Your Highness only defeated Song Yi because of the enlightenment of sound that encompassed all things, and not because of your own quick wits?”
Ru Chang was filled with resentment. She felt that the kick was too light!
Why didn't she kick him until he was half-dead?
Huang Zicheng felt that he was very much like Zhang Zhao now. He swayed and spoke slowly, leaving people speechless!
His thoughts were clear and his words were generous!
But he had forgotten.
Zhang Zhao's opponent was Zhuge Liang.
It was only at this moment that Zhu Yunhao spoke his first sentence.
"Composing a poem for the Great General?"
"Simple!"
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