Father, I am back to fight!

Chapter 44

A vassal prince's face turned pale as he looked at Hu Yanqing viciously. He said in a cold voice, "Hu Yanqing! If Beiliang wants to invade our Daliang territory, then come with real weapons. If you want to use such conspiracies and tricks, we in Daliang will never let you succeed!"

Hu Yanqing's expression remained unchanged. He turned to look at Emperor Liang and said coldly, "Emperor Liang! What are you talking about? How come I don't understand a single word?"

"If Daliang really can't win, then just admit defeat. To throw dirty water on Beiliang, they even framed their own crown prince. This is too despicable!"

"you!"

The officials of Daliang were so angry after being bitten back by Hu Yanqing that they almost gritted their teeth and wished they could kill Hu Yanqing immediately at the banquet.

"Enough! What are you all arguing about?"

At this moment, a loud shout was heard, and everyone looked towards the source of the sound and found that it was Qin Yu.

"How dare you! You've committed treason and betrayed your country, yet you still dare to make such a loud noise in Jinghua Palace!"

Shangguan Xiong scolded Qin Yu angrily.

"Shut up, old man! Shut up, Prince!"

Qin Yu pointed at Shangguan Xiong and cursed.

Shangguan Xiongqi's face turned ashen. Qin Yu glanced at the civil and military officials and said loudly, "It's just a poem. Look at how you all look. Where is the demeanor of a great country or the bearing of scholars?"

"You can't match this poem, so I, the prince, will do it!"

Then, Qin Yu looked at Hu Yanqing and said, "I can tell from a glance that these four lines of poetry are incomplete. Today, I will complete the poem first, and then I will let you know what it means to drink a hundred poems!"

Ah!

After hearing what Qin Yu said, everyone present was shocked.

Complete the eternal quatrain!

A hundred poems after drinking!

This is really crazy!

Emperor Liang's eyes were deep. At this moment, Qin Yu was full of vigor and ambition, and had the demeanor of a talented scholar. Could it be that he could really match this timeless quatrain?

Xuelong sat beside Emperor Liang, looking at Qin Yu with a puzzled look.

Although the poem Hu Yanqing took out is a timeless quatrain, so is the poem written by the talented scholar Li Bai in Qilin Pavilion yesterday?

He thought Qin Yu wanted to compare Li Bai's poems with Hu Yanqing's poems, but how could it be possible for him to complete Hu Yanqing's eternal quatrain!

Moreover, Li Bai only wrote eleven poems, how could he write hundreds of poems after drinking a lot!

"Haha! The Crown Prince of Daliang is truly a young and inexperienced person, daring to make such a bold statement! Then I can only wait and see how His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will complete this timeless quatrain of mine, and how he will compete in drinking and composing hundreds of poems!"

Hu Yanqing said with a sneer.

Ugh!

The civil and military officials present all sighed, thinking that Qin Yu had no chance of completing the eternal quatrain. From now on, Daliang would lose all face because of him!

"This poem, I, the prince, named it Climbing High!"

"The wind is strong and the sky is high, the monkeys are howling mournfully, the sand is clear and the white birds are flying back. The endless fallen leaves are rustling down, and the endless Yangtze River is rolling in!"

"Wanli is always a guest in the sad autumn, and one who has been sick for a hundred years appears alone on the stage. Hard and bitter, I hate the frost on my temples, and my wine glass is stained by the new ones!"

Qin Yu recited Du Fu's poem "Climbing a High Mountain" word by word.

Hu Yanqing originally had a look of disdain on his face, but when Qin Yu said that I was often a guest in the sad autumn far away, his expression changed drastically, full of disbelief.

"I am always a guest in a thousand miles of sad autumn! You! How could you write such a poem? It's impossible!"

Hu Yanqing said in a trembling voice.

"Haha! A thousand miles away, a melancholy autumn, a frequent guest! A hundred years of illness, a lone performer! This is a brilliantly written poem! It's a timeless quatrain, and the context flows seamlessly together, it fits perfectly! It fits perfectly!"

"Your Highness the Crown Prince is truly a man of unparalleled talent! Complete this poem, and Daliang will be invincible!"

......

When the officials present heard the second half of the poem written by Qin Yu, they all laughed out loud excitedly.

Qin Mang and Shangguan Xiong gritted their teeth secretly. They didn't want Daliang to lose, but they didn't want Qin Yu to win even more!

Xuelong looked at Qin Yu with eyes full of shock and confusion. He didn't believe that this was a poem written by Qin Yu. Thinking about what happened in Qilin Pavilion last night, could it be that Qin Yu knew Li Bai?

Not right either!

The poem that Hu Yanqing took out was written by a hermit sage from Northern Liang and had nothing to do with Li Bai. How could Qin Yu complete it!

"Haha! His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is truly a talent. He completed this timeless quatrain so easily. Amazing! However, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince just said he wanted to drink and write a hundred poems!"

"Next, please, Your Highness, show me how to win a hundred poems over a drinking contest. Otherwise, Daliang will still lose this bet!"

Hu Yanqing said with a sneer.

Hu Yanqing said with a sneer.