We have fought to the Arctic Circle, and you want me to inherit the throne?

The sound of Wang Sanchun slapping He Conglong's thigh was so crisp that the entire hall fell silent in an instant, and everyone heard the next words he said.

Everyone had different expressions, and then they all glanced at Li Che.

Li Che held his forehead helplessly.

Wang Sanchun is such a bastard. If Feng State hadn't had any borders, I would have exiled him to the frontier!

Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Zhuge Zhe smiled and said, "General Wang's words make sense. On this happy day, Your Highness, why don't you write a poem as well?"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone agreed.

The civil officials were mean and just wanted to watch the show happily.

Your Highness is young, and I have never heard of any poetry written by him. I guess his poetry is just average.

He Conglong was right. Li Che's image nowadays is more like that of a cavalry prince with outstanding martial arts skills, but his literary reputation is not well-known.

However, literary reputation is really dispensable for the princes. Otherwise, the civil officials would not dare to do so and deliberately make fun of Li Che.

Li Che laughed and said, "You guys...are you so sure that I can't write poetry?"

Qian Bin stroked his beard and said, "So, Your Highness has already made up his mind?"

"Hahaha, I can't write a poem, so I'll compose a lyric." Li Che laughed and looked at Taishi Ying in the corner, "Taishi Shitou, remember this!"

Tai Shi Ying didn't mind Li Che giving him a nickname, and quickly took out the paper and pen he carried with him and spread them in front of him.

Li Che picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp, his mind working rapidly.

As for writing poetry, I don’t need the help of my ex-girlfriend. Which Chinese kid can’t recite poetry?

Just taking out "Three Hundred Tang Poems" is enough to make him win the first place in the Daqing literary world.

Li Che began to search for famous poems in his memory.

It should be appropriate to the situation, consistent with your own identity, and it would be best if it could also look forward to the future.

Should I write a poem "Song of the Immortal Poet" to give these people in Daqing a little shock from the immortal poet?

Or "Short Song" to show off the style of Cao thief? !

Suddenly, a few lines of poetry flashed through Li Che's mind, and he had an idea.

He staggered forward a few steps, picked up another glass of wine, and said loudly: "Listen carefully!"

Everyone saluted to show that they were all listening attentively.

"The scenery of the northern country is frozen for thousands of miles, and snow drifts for thousands of miles.

Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, all that remains is wilderness; looking up and down the great river, all that remains is no longer roaring.”

These two lines of poetry are both descriptions of scenery. Although they are magnificent, they are not enough to shock the ministers.

Wang Yongnian even laughed and said, "Your Highness is being lazy. It's spring now, so why are you writing about winter scenery?"

Wang Chongjian said, "What do you know? This is exactly what Your Highness and I saw when we first came out of seclusion!"

Everyone suddenly realized that His Highness was reminiscing about the time when he was first crowned king, which was quite appropriate.

Li Che took a sip of wine and continued chanting:

"The mountains dance like silver snakes, the plains gallop like wax elephants, trying to compete with the gods of heaven!

It must be a sunny day to see the red dress and white snow, which is particularly enchanting. "

At this moment, the hall suddenly became quiet, and only the sound of Taishi Ying writing furiously could be heard.

I want to compete with God!

Such high ambitions, such a grand vision!

Only Your Highness can write this kind of poetry, and only Your Highness dares to write it!

"There are so many beauties in the country that it attracts countless heroes to bow down.

It is a pity that Emperor Zhou Wu of Qi was slightly inferior in literary talent; Emperor Huanzu of Wei was slightly inferior in elegance and charm.

"The great hero of his generation, Yelu Daha, only knew how to bend his bow and shoot eagles!"

thump--

Wang Yongnian's wine glass fell to the ground.

click-

Qian Bin pinched off seven or eight of his beard hairs.

Paji——

Wang Chongjian lost his balance and rolled down the stairs.

The ministers were stunned, looking at Li Che, whose face was slightly flushed due to the alcohol and was full of high spirits. Their minds went blank, and only those words lingered in their minds.

It’s different. Compared with the first two sentences, these sentences are completely different...

Crazy! Heroic! Unrestrained!

It is magnificent and unrestrained, with a bit of imperial air!

Emperor Zhou Wu of Qi and Emperor Huanzu of Wei were both models of wise rulers before Daqing!

As for Yelu Daha, he is even more amazing. He is the Khan of the current Khitan Kingdom!

Li Che smiled slightly, threw the empty wine glass away, and chanted the last sentence loudly:

"It's all over, let's count the famous people, let's look at the present!"

The lobby was silent.

Li Che smacked his lips with a look of unsatisfied expression, and smiled slightly as he looked at everyone who was in a downtime state.

In this feudal era, the artistic conception and momentum of his poems are no longer overwhelming...

It’s a dimensionality reduction attack!

. . . . . .

The banquet lasted until midnight.

Everyone dispersed, feeling very satisfied, and walked away in groups of three or four, still talking about the banquet.

The most talked about one among them is, of course, the poem that His Highness improvised.

How can I describe this poem? It is not embellished with flowery words, nor is it beautiful and gorgeous.

However, the metaphors and allusions used are bright and powerful, the writing is free and easy, the words and meanings are fluent and flowing, as if they were done unintentionally, and there is endless heroic spirit contained in them.

The ministers praised him verbally, but were secretly speculating in their hearts.

Judging from his writing style, His Highness is probably a founding ruler whose mind and courage are no less than Emperor Qing's!

It’s not that the heroic leader is bad, but Daqing has just been established and it is time for it to recuperate.

If Your Highness wants to compete for that position, will the current Emperor allow a powerful ruler who wants to expand the territory to succeed him?

What will he do if His Highness cannot gain His Majesty's approval?

Huo Duanxiao and Huo Duanli also walked out of the lobby and bowed goodbye to several officials they had just met.

The two strolled along the streets of the inner city, heading towards the residence Li Che had prepared for them.

"Second brother, now that the matter here is over, I won't stay any longer and will return tomorrow." Huo Duanli said.

Huo Duanxiao nodded: "Okay, tell father that I'm fine here and ask him not to worry."

Huo Duanli looked up at Huo Duanxiao and asked, "Second brother, are you really going to stay here and serve the King?"

After these words were spoken, Huo Duanxiao did not speak for a long time, and Huo Duanli did not ask any more questions. The two brothers just walked in silence.

Suddenly, Huo Duanxiao stopped and looked up at the top of the city wall.

The bright moonlight poured down from the clouds and landed on the city wall, and the flag with the word "Feng" on it fluttered in the wind.

"Your Highness... has lofty ambitions and the aspirations of an emperor." Huo Duanxiao suddenly spoke:

"Having met such a heroic master, I have no other wish but to serve him with all my heart and soul, until my death!"