Datang: God-level son-in-law, salted fish will become stronger

He said, looking at Qin Mu with provocative eyes.

Today, Li Er feels that his poem is excellent enough to be handed down to the world.

The corners of Qin Mu's mouth raised slightly, and his brows raised slightly, "Your Majesty, your poem is really good, so don't compare yourself to me."

Li Er:? ? ?

Well done?

Still don't want to compare with you?

Slap me in the face?

"Tsk..." Li Er's brows were twisted into a straight line, "I heard what you mean, you kid, you don't take me seriously at all."

Immediately afterwards, he turned his head to look at Changsun Wuji.

"Auxiliary machine, tell me, how is my poem doing?"

The eldest grandson Wuji saluted and said: "Hehe... Your majesty has never lost anyone in poetry, and this "Ode to the Rain" should be handed down to the world."

I heard this.

Li Er was overjoyed, "Listen, the auxiliary machine has a good eye." He looked at Qin Mu again, "I know you have a way of composing poems, but today I won't accept you, if not, let's take a gamble."

The words fall.

Everyone was speechless.

Your Majesty is really shameless, he just happened to be inspired and wrote a good poem, so he took the son-in-law to bet.

Is the desire to win so strong! ?

If he didn't win against Qin Mu a few times in his life, Li Er would feel uncomfortable sleeping and eating.

"Okay." Qin Mu nodded, "What kind of bet does Your Majesty want?"

Li Erfei wanted to die.

Qin Mu had nothing to do, so he was ready to play with him.

heard.

Li Er thought to himself, he is very satisfied with the poem he wrote today, and the winning rate of the game should be more than [-]%.

moment.

The corner of his mouth raised slightly, and he said with a smile: "Let's bet on your resort? If I win, you will give me the resort."

Qin Mu nodded calmly, "Okay, but what if His Majesty loses?"

"I spent a lot of money to develop that resort and that beach. If His Majesty can't come up with something valuable, I won't agree."

Li Er frowned slightly: This kid made it clear that he would still raise the price on the ground, but I have a great chance of winning.

"Well, don't you want to develop some kind of tourism?"

"If you win, how about I exempt you from taxes for the tourism industry for three years?"

Qin Mu murmured: "Your Majesty is serious?"

Li Er replied: "I have a golden mouth, how can I lie to you."

"Okay." Qin Mu nodded, "Then we'll make a deal."

Followed by.

Qin Mu's mind was flashing rapidly, looking at the Yellow River in front of him, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Taibai, don't blame me, I'm offended.

Subsequently.

Qin Mu looked at the galloping Yellow River and began to compose poems.

"If you don't see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, it will rush to the sea and never return. If you don't see the mirror in the high hall, the sad white hair, the morning is like blue silk and the evening is snow. Life is full of joy, don't let the golden cup be empty to the moon. I am born to be useful. Come back after all the money is gone. Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle is a pleasure, and you will have to drink three hundred cups. Mr. Cen, Dan Qiusheng, will drink, and the cup will not stop. A song with Junge, please pour out for me Listen. The bells, drums, and jade are not expensive. I hope that I will not wake up after being drunk. The ancient sages are lonely, but the drinkers keep their names. Chen Wang used to have a feast of banquets, and the wine was full of joy. Why does the master say so little? Money, you have to buy it for your discretion. Five-flowered horses and thousands of golden furs, Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell the eternal sorrows with you."

A song with seven words falls to the ground.

Even the turbulent Yellow River calmed down, the drizzle stopped, and the setting sun poured down on the earth, illuminating everything in red.

The sunset and the lone duck fly together, and the summer water is the same color as the sky.

This song, with the wind, sea and rain, rushed towards Li Er and the others, with a heroic momentum and unparalleled talent.

"you......"

"This......"

"I......"

Li Er pointed at Qin Mu, trembling and extremely excited.

At this moment, he finally understood what it means to hang and beat, and what it means to reduce dimensionality.

He didn't understand where Qin Mu's feelings of grief and indignation came from, his anger was unrestrained, and his depression was unbearable.

But everything is not as magnificent as this song.

Qin Mu looked at Li Er with a calm expression, "I'm sorry Your Majesty, but I composed a seven-character song on a whim, so you won't blame me."

"Also, my song line is pretty good."

"Can you see it in your eyes?"

at this time.

Everyone is still immersed in this song, unable to extricate themselves.

nice!

It's so beautiful!

Every line of this song can be called a quatrain through the ages, enough to last forever.

This bet.

There is no need to evaluate.

Li Er himself was too embarrassed to open his mouth.

It is simply a difference between cloud and mud.

Chapter 833 : Are you fucking playing tricks with the two of you? (3/5)

Looking at the endlessly flowing Yellow River in front of you.

Aftertaste of Qin Mufu's seven character songs.

Even Cheng Yaojin and Yu Chigong were deeply involved.

"Good poem, what a damn good poem, even I have to give my son-in-law a thumbs up."

"Your Majesty, it's really not that my old Cheng doesn't stand by you, it's really that the son-in-law's poem is so good, my old Cheng has never heard such a domineering poem."

"Reciting casually is astonishing in the past and the present. Mu'er's talent in poetry is really amazing."

Everyone praised Qin Mu one after another, and marveled at this seven character song.

Qin Mu stood aside, calm and calm, not because he deliberately pretended to be a kid. After all, he plagiarized the song "Jiang Jin Jiu", and there was nothing to show off.

Ugh......

Li Er looked at the Yellow River and sighed helplessly, why is there such a big gap between people.

A poem he was full of confidence was crushed by Qin Mu and threw himself to the ground.

Is it so difficult to beat him once?

Although Li Er wanted to quibble.

but......

But the gap between these two poems is too great, like a gap, difficult to bridge.

This is not something that Li Er can rely on if he wants to.

Even illiterate old farmers know the gap.

It's not that whoever has more characters will take advantage.

Qin Mu looked at Li Er and asked, "Your Majesty, are you okay, if not, this bet is over."

Seeing Li Er's appearance, Qin Mu felt a little embarrassed.

Every day Li Er can be cheated by himself, and he is almost depressed by Li Er, but apart from Li Er, Qin Mu has no one to cheat.

"Ah!?" Li Er hesitated slightly, and waved his hands, "What can I do? As the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, can I still afford to lose? I admit that this time it was you who won, and I would like to bet Admit defeat, but you kid remember, this is not the end, I will win back sooner or later."

Li Er thought about it, and was relieved.

Qin Mu was not a human being, but a monster, so what could he compare to a monster.

"Hehe..." Qin Mu smiled, "Then I would like to thank Your Majesty for your generosity, for reducing or exempting taxes."

heard.

Li Er was inexplicably lost.

Damn, it's hard to take advantage of Qin Mu once, and follow him to play, eat and drink.

This is a good time, if you have to pretend to be a calf, if you don't pretend to be a calf, you will be taxed for three years.

Li Er said he didn't want to talk, and even wanted to throw Qin Mu into the Yellow River to feed the fish.

Looking at his resentful eyes.

Qin Mu unconsciously took a few steps back, away from the shore.

Li Er looked at Qin Mu who was retreating with a confused look.

What the hell are you...

How the hell do you know that I'm going to throw you down?

Am I that obvious?

Qin Mu looked at Li Er and murmured, "Your Majesty, please restrain your gaze a little bit, I... I'm a little scared."

snort!

Li Er glared at Qin Mu.

Are you afraid! ?

You don't have to be afraid when the sky falls.

Followed by.

Li Er turned sadness into joy, looking at Qin Mu's face with a smile on his face.

Qin Mu saw goose bumps all over his body, "Your Majesty, you'd better return to your rebellious appearance. I feel even more uncomfortable if you do this."

Li Er said angrily: "You bastard, don't talk to me there, I ask you, does your poem have a name?"

words fall

Qin Mu instantly understood that Li Er wanted to rub his name again.

He nodded hastily, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, how could I forget you about this good thing."

Li Er listened and nodded in satisfaction.

Qin Mu continued: "There is a name."

Li Er: ...

You are so sincere and angry with me! ?

See Qin Mu just about to say his name.

Li Er hurried forward to interrupt him, "Stop!"

Qin Mu hesitated slightly, and looked at Li Er suspiciously, "What's the matter, Your Majesty?"

Li Er said solemnly: "Don't mention this name, I feel that you must not be good at naming it, so I will give you four years of tax relief, and let me mention this name."