The substitute prince: Reported the emperor's brother at the beginning

The chief academic officer of the Imperial College stepped forward at this time. He had also written a poem in seven steps and possessed an impressive literary talent.

At this time, the Wu State was at a disadvantage and was still suppressed by a little girl.

There is no reason for him not to take action.

The chief academic officer of the Imperial College walked onto the platform, and the scene instantly became lively.

After all, the chief academic officer of the Imperial College was well-known for his talent, and his poetry was amazing when he was young.

As he gets older, he has many students all over the world.

Such an existence is the mainstay of the Wu Kingdom, and Emperor Wu also relaxed at this moment.

With the help of the Imperial College’s chief academic officer, there will be no problem!

"Let your barbarian tribe set the question this time, so as not to spread the word that an old man like me bullied your little girl!"

The Imperial College's chief academic officer spoke with great dignity.

The Right Prime Minister didn't even look at the barbarian maid, and said casually: "Just now Wing Chun, this time we will write about summer, but we must write about night."

"Okay, let's write about summer nights!" said the Imperial College's chief academician confidently.

He began to walk, thinking about the poem he was thinking of.

But the barbarian maid had already begun to recite poetry.

"The evening glow spreads across the village corridor, and a young woman pounding clothes by the willow stream."

"At night, the hearts of thousands of households are quiet, the dew and the moon are cold on thousands of mountains!"

After taking two steps, she recited another poem.

The chief academician of the Imperial College only read out one sentence.

The barbarian maid glanced at the Imperial College's chief academic officer with disdain.

"It seems that there is no one left in Wu State. How dare any cat or dog dare to come up and compete with me?"

She still had time to mock the chief academician of the Imperial College, and then she started reciting again.

"Frogs croak, cicadas croak, fireflies flicker, children laugh."

"I raised my fan to extinguish the lamp, but it went out, and I flew into the field, stamping my feet in vain!"

After taking four and a half steps, another poem was written.

The chief academician of the Imperial College was so frightened that he stammered and couldn't recite a single word.

"I see you, old man, have no talent, yet you insist on coming up here to show off!"

What a striking bag!

"I'm so old and so embarrassed!"

The barbarian maid was very good at arguing with people, so she stopped writing poetry.

Instead, he put his hands on his hips and stared at the chief academic officer of the Imperial College.

He mocked more and more outrageously.

She is not afraid of backlash because in this world.

When it comes to writing poetry, no one can compare to her.

Any of her words can become a masterpiece that will be remembered throughout the ages.

These uneducated guys from Wu State are not worthy to compare with her.

The chief academician of the Imperial College pointed his finger tremblingly, but was speechless.

Seeing this humiliating moment, Ning Yi sent someone to help the Imperial College's chief academic officer down.

The scene now is cold and quiet.

Because this barbarian maid is so amazing that she can write a masterpiece just by taking a few steps.

Who can compare to this?

Is the Wu Kingdom going to lose?

This was also the question in Emperor Wu's mind. He didn't know who could suppress this barbarian maid who suddenly appeared.

"Is there no one left in your Wu Kingdom?"

"The great Wu Kingdom, with its flourishing culture, is actually defeated by a mere maid like me!"

"It's so ridiculous!"

"Don't keep boasting about Wu Kingdom being the cultural origin. You're not worthy of it!"

The barbarian maid looked around and mocked the entire Wu Kingdom.

Even the civil and military officials of Wu State, princesses, concubines and even the common people.

They were all very angry.

But at this time no one dared to stand on the stage and confront her.

Because they all know that a poem can be composed in seven steps, but few people in history have been able to do it.

At this time, the barbarian maid turned her gaze to Ning Yi.

It was as if he was saying, this is the Wu Kingdom that you protected, but now it has been trampled upon by me and is worthless.

Ning Yi also admired the talent of this woman. She is indeed a talented person.

But provoking yourself is the biggest mistake.

After all, I have memorized too many of the best ancient poems that can be said to have been recorded in history.

"Who said there's no one?"

"Isn't it just seven steps to a poem?"

"Let me compete with you!"

Ning Yi walked up to the platform and spoke to the barbarian maid with a smile under the gaze of the whole audience.

"The Sixth Prince is going to take action again?"

"A few days ago, he challenged three great warriors and saved the Wu Kingdom from danger. Today, he challenged a barbarian girl, putting the Wu Kingdom in a difficult position. Even when the country was humiliated, the Sixth Prince stepped forward."

At this time, all the people were excited and looking forward to it.

The royal family of Wu State and all the civil and military officials were shocked.

The Martial Emperor subconsciously said, "Sixth Brother, are you sure you're not joking?"

Emperor Wu didn't want the Sixth Prince, who had performed well recently, to embarrass himself. The others who lost were all civil servants.

But the sixth brother lost, but that represented the royal family.

Ning Yi turned around and responded respectfully: "Don't worry, Father!"

"The only ones who will lose are the barbarians."

Such resolute words also shocked the civil and military officials!

Could it be that the Sixth Prince is not only a powerful warrior?

Even his literary talent is outstanding?

Emperor Wu saw that Ning Yi's eyes were full of determination and he had no intention of losing, so he didn't say anything else.

The Fourth Prince sneered at this time. The Sixth Prince was really addicted to being a hero.

Last time, he relied on brute force to win against the barbarians, and now he wants to rely on his literary talent, which can be called non-existent.

It's wishful thinking to think of defeating this barbarian maid!

Many people are looking forward to it now, but many people are also questioning it.

Seeing Ning Yi standing in front of her, the barbarian maid said calmly: "Since you have come to me, I will avenge you for offending me twice!"

The barbarian maid had never thought about losing, but Ning Yi suggested: "It's like you can compose a poem in seven steps, and always want to win by numbers."

"But we don't really care about quality. If we both write three poems in seven steps, we'll have to objectively compare whose poem is better!"

Ning Yi also spoke very calmly, otherwise if the number was the same, the competition would be endless.

He also thought that this woman had amazing poetic talent and could write poems at will.

"Okay!"

The barbarian maid was not afraid at all and agreed immediately.

Yang Ziqin stood in the audience, looking at Ning Yi on the stage with a smile on her face. She suddenly felt that the man she married was truly a rare talent.

Because she knew that Ning Yi might seem crazy, but he would never do anything without confidence!

"My Wu culture is not something you barbarians can belittle. This time, you barbarians will also be the ones to set the questions!"

"Otherwise, you'll find excuses when you lose!"

"How arrogant! Right Prime Minister, please continue to set the questions!"

"Since this is about a battle between two nations, the theme of this poem should be about home and country!"

The Right Prime Minister believed that the barbarian maid could win, so he said it casually.

"Okay, then family and country!"

Ning Yi responded with a smile.

The barbarian maid was not worried at all.

Ning Yi didn't waste any time and just lifted his leg and started walking.

"Back then I traveled thousands of miles to seek a title, guarding Liangzhou alone. Where did the dream end? The dust has covered my old sable coat!"

"The barbarians haven't been wiped out yet, but my hair has turned gray, and my tears flow in vain. Who could have predicted that in this life, my heart would be in Tianshan, but my body would be old in Cangzhou!"

Ning Yi first recited a poem by Lu You of the Southern Song Dynasty, expressing his deep love for the emperor, who traveled thousands of miles to seek a title.

Although this was written by Lu You in his later years, it has an air of old age.

But now, facing the barbarians, the Wu Kingdom is also in a state of decline.

Writing such a poem in front of all the people will definitely inspire them!