"The snow on the mountain is as bright as the moon in the clouds.”
"I heard that you have two intentions, so I came to resolve it.”
"Today's drinking party, tomorrow morning at the head of the ditch.”
"On the royal ditch, the water flows from east to west.”
"Sad and sad, no need to cry when getting married.”
"I wish to have a person of one heart.”
"Why does the bamboo stick curl up, why does the fish tail twitch?”
The Crown Prince of Han stood up first and chanted in a clear voice.
When everyone in the hall heard this, they could not help but reveal intoxicated expressions.
"What a good one! This poem was written into a woman's wish, wonderful!”
A Japanese man in a long robe couldn't help but shout.
Hearing this, Liu Qi could not help but reveal a smile on his face as he confidently sat back down in front of the table.
"Our Great Tang also has poems!"
The yellow-robed Crown Prince of the Tang Dynasty, Li Zhi, also stood up.
Walking to the center, Du Buyin said,"
"This old man is different from the people in the world.”
"When you are happy, you write a book, and when you are drunk, you speak even more.”
"White-haired old busybody, Qingyun is here.”
"A pot of wine at the bedside can help you sleep more.”
The moment this poem appeared, many people were intoxicated by it.
"When you are happy, you write a book, and when you are drunk, you speak even more. The contrast here is wonderful!"
A southern man in a Confucian robe clapped his hands.
After that, Crown Prince Ming and Crown Prince Song stepped forward and recited their poems.
This caused a wave of praise.
Especially the words that Zhao Gou, the crown prince of Song, recited, which attracted many people's admiration.
" The sound of the water tune is heard with wine in hand. When I wake up drunk at noon, I'm worried that I haven't woken up yet. When will I return after sending spring away?”
"The Mirror of Late Night, the Scenery of Tragedy, and the Province of Empty Records in the Later Stage of the Past.”
" Birds on the sand and birds on the pond are dark. Clouds break through the moon to play with the shadows of flowers. Layers of curtains block the lights.”
"Feng Buding. It was quiet. Tomorrow the path will be full of red."
Zhao Gou, the crown prince of the Southern Song Dynasty, was dressed in a blue robe. He walked in the middle of the hall, his handsome face full of confidence.
Although the Southern Song Dynasty was not as good as the other countries in martial arts, it could be said that it was unique in poetry.
"Yun Po Yue comes to Hua Nong Ying, instant! Seconds! Seconds! This sentence should be a masterpiece!"
The eyes of a scholar with a Tang Han couldn't help but light up as he shouted.
Hearing this, Zhao Gou secretly glanced at Great Qin and said humbly,"
"This is my dynasty's little work, little work, not presentable.”
"The Great Tang and Great Han both have excellent works, and the Great Qin was a powerful country at that time, so it must be extraordinary.”
"Our Southern Song Dynasty doesn't dare to compare with the Great Qin Empire.”
Hearing this, someone burst out laughing.
This wasn't the first time that everyone had come to the Assembly of All Nations.
Even though Great Qin's martial arts were impressive, it had always been at the bottom in terms of culture.
The Song Dynasty Prince was clearly mocking Great Qin.
However, Great Qin could only suffer in silence.
After all, Great Qin was a Great Empire, and it was only natural that it would be mocked.
Hearing this, Fu Su's elegant face still had a calm smile.
However, he couldn't help but reveal an embarrassed look in his eyes.
In the past, even though Great Qin had been at the bottom, no one had mocked it so openly.
The reason why the Prince of Southern Song said this was obviously because of what happened yesterday.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glance at the Ninth Prince Ying Feng. He saw that the Ninth Prince was unfurling his white mink fur coat.
He wrapped himself and a purple-haired girl in a white fur coat.
The two of them had intimate expressions as they rubbed their ears and temples. No one knew what they were talking about.
It was as if he didn't care about this gathering of all countries at all.
"Tsk…Great Qin's Ninth Prince is really something. He looks like a character, but now that Great Qin is being squeezed, he only cares about flirting with women. He's really a silkpants…"
"He's just a wanton martial artist, there's no need to pay attention to him at the gathering of all countries.”
" Poor Great Qin. It's a great empire, but it can't even write a few good poems. It's at the bottom every year, and now it's being squeezed out by the Southern Song Dynasty. It's really…"
Many people looked like they were watching a show as they discussed in low voices.
As for Great Qin's diplomatic mission, they felt even more disappointed.
He actually used this grand event of the competition of all countries as a place to talk about love!!
The First Prince, Fu Su, saw that many people had strange expressions, and his elegant face couldn't help but frown even more.
His poems were much worse than those of the previous countries, especially the Southern Song Dynasty.
If he said it now, it would probably embarrass Great Qin.
However, the Qin people must not retreat. Even if they lost, it was better than being a deserter!
As he thought about it, a hint of determination appeared in Fu Su's eyes. He braced himself and prepared to stand up.
"Hahaha! I'm dying of laughter!"
Suddenly, Fu Su heard his Ninth Imperial Brother's clear and bright voice laughing out loud. He could not help but look over in shock.
Ying Feng, who was dressed in a white mink fur coat, stood up and looked at the group of representatives with disdain.
"The Southern Song Dynasty was weak. The poems they wrote were all clichéd and sad.”
"No wonder they were slaughtered by Liao Jin!"
"Such a poem is worthy of praise? How dare you mock Great Qin?"
A smile appeared on Ying Feng's handsome face."Listen carefully and see what a real drinking poem is like!”
After saying that, he strode toward the center of the hall under everyone's shocked gazes. At some point, a pot of fine wine had appeared in his hand.
"Ninth brother, you…"
Fu Su's refined face was filled with bewilderment.
"Brother, do you believe me?"
Ying Feng's handsome face was filled with a calm smile as he asked Fu Su.
Seeing this, Fu Su was stunned.
In any case, Great Qin was at the bottom. Since his ninth brother was willing to show off, he would just let him go.
Could there be a worse outcome?
"Ninth brother, go ahead."
Fu Su smiled.
On the side, the Eighteenth Prince Huhai frowned, not knowing what Ying Feng was up to.
Great Qin's diplomatic mission was also stunned.
However, Fu Su, who was leading the team, had already agreed. They could only frown and look at Ying Feng.
He only sighed in his heart that Ying Feng shouldn't do anything ridiculous.
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