The emperor faked his death? Never mind, I will ascend the throne directly!

"Since you gentlemen are afraid to accept the challenge, then I will present my humble service."

Song Yuwei smiled slightly and then recited: "The whole court is full of nobles, all scholars. They are proficient in poetry and songs, but they are ignorant of the suffering of the people and the lives and deaths of the common people."

"How can such a person who only works for a living and does nothing have the nerve to call himself a scholar?"

This poem, like a thunderclap, exploded above the poetry reading.

The faces of the noble families changed drastically. Song Yuwei actually accused them of being idlers in front of them!

Li Chengfeng cheered secretly, feeling very happy with the scolding, which really gave these aristocratic families a slap in the face.

The people from several major families were so angry that they were shaking all over, but they didn't dare to attack.

They knew that if they dared to attack Song Yuwei, Li Chengfeng would definitely not stand idly by.

"Song Yuwei, you...you...you are so outrageous!"

Su De was pointing at Song Yuwei, his fingers trembling, and he was so angry that he couldn't speak.

"Master Su, I am just stating the facts. I didn't mention any names. Why are you so anxious?" Song Yuwei smiled faintly, without any fear in her eyes.

"you you…"

Su Dezheng was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He pointed at Song Yuwei and was speechless for a long time.

"Master Su, are you trying to use your power to overpower others?"

"Although I am a woman, I am still the prime minister of my dynasty." Song Yuwei's eyes were cold, with an inviolable majesty.

"Do you still want to commit insubordination?"

Su Dezheng's face darkened and he suddenly couldn't say anything.

He could only glare at Song Yuwei hatefully and sat back angrily.

People from other major families also shut up and dared not provoke Song Yuwei again.

Song Yuwei's words made everyone blush, but they were unable to refute.

After all, every word she says is reasonable and sharp, and it also has official certification. Who would dare to confront her head-on?

Li Chengfeng was really having a hard time holding back his laughter and had used a teacup to cover it up several times.

Song Yuwei's skill in cursing without using any dirty words is simply perfect.

"Cough cough."

Li Chengfeng coughed lightly, attracting everyone's attention. "I also feel that poetry and songs should reflect the suffering of the people, rather than just whining about the wind and the moon and moaning without reason."

Everyone was shocked. Was the emperor going to take action himself? This was going to be a good show!

"My dear ministers, please don't be angry. A poetry gathering is a place to meet friends through literature and exchange skills. Lord Song's heartfelt words are also for the sake of our country. You may as well listen to them."

Everyone heard that the emperor had spoken, so who would dare to say anything? Su Dezheng could only suppress his anger, groaned, and sat back.

Seeing that the situation was under control, Li Chengfeng said with a smile, "I've come to join in the fun and perform a song. Please don't laugh at me."

He pondered for a moment, then recited aloud: "The rich have wine and meat, while the poor are freezing to death on the streets."

Just ten short words, but they exploded in everyone's ears like thunder.

Everyone was shocked. This...this poem...isn't it too straightforward?

To say such outrageous words in front of all the ministers!

Su Dezheng and others' faces darkened instantly. This emperor was making a veiled criticism of them, the aristocratic families!

Li Chengfeng didn't care about the crowd's reaction at all and continued, "The emperor values ​​heroes and will teach you about literature."

"All things are inferior, only reading is superior. The whole court is full of scholars."

“What good is a well-written article if it doesn’t fill your stomach?”

"People are starving and starving, yet you are suppressing good people. Isn't that ridiculous?"

This poem is so heart-wrenching and ear-piercing that every word makes people break out in cold sweats.

They were all well-read people, so they naturally understood the profound meaning contained in this poem.

Li Chengfeng was not just making a fool of himself, he was clearly slapping them in the face!

"Your Majesty, Holy Might!"

I don't know who started shouting, but then, voices of flattery rang out one after another.

"Your Majesty's poem is truly a masterpiece for all time!"

"Your Majesty is concerned about the country and the people. It is a blessing for our dynasty!"

"Your Majesty's literary talent is brilliant, and we admire him!"

……

Li Chengfeng felt sick when he heard these disgusting flatteries, but his face remained expressionless. He just waved his hand lightly, signaling everyone to be quiet.

Su Dezheng's face changed from red to blue and then to white, as wonderful as a chameleon.

He opened his mouth, wanting to retort, but didn't know where to start.

At this moment, Feng Rusi, who had been sitting in the corner observing silently, suddenly had a gleam in his eyes. He stood up excitedly and said loudly, "Your Majesty is wise! I, Feng Rusi, a humble servant, also have a poem I would like to dedicate to Your Majesty!"

Everyone was stunned. Where did this young man come from? He dared to jump out at this time. Did he think his life was too long?

Li Chengfeng looked at Feng Rusi with great interest and nodded slightly, "My dear Feng, please feel free to speak."

Feng Rusi got permission, cleared his throat, and said loudly: "The sour and pedantic article stinks, and the poet is frozen like a dog! Haha..."

Everyone was shocked. What kind of poem was this? A doggerel? And it was so vulgar!

Su Dezheng and the others' expressions relaxed slightly, and they were secretly happy in their hearts. This kid is probably in trouble! He dared to be so presumptuous in front of the emperor. He is simply seeking his own death!

Li Chengfeng, however, burst into laughter and praised, "Excellent! Excellent! Lord Feng's poem, though a little crude, speaks directly to the heart of the matter. It's a hundred times more powerful than those whining poems!"

Feng Rusi was even more excited after receiving Li Chengfeng's affirmation. With a roll of his eyes, he actually suggested, "Your Majesty, I'd like to play a game of flying flowers with you. How do you think?"

Everyone was in an uproar again. This kid is crazy! How dare he challenge the emperor?

Li Chengfeng gladly accepted it: "Alright! Let's follow Lord Feng's advice and use the character 'wind' as the order. How do you think?"

Feng Rusi bowed and said, "I will go first, 'The wind blows the willow blossoms and the streets are filled with fragrance'!"

Li Chengfeng smiled faintly and chanted without hesitation: "The spring breeze makes the south bank of the river green again."

"What a poem! What a poem!"

Feng Rusi clapped his hands and cheered, "Again! 'The wind blows the dust up'!"

Li Chengfeng smiled calmly: "There will be a time to ride the wind and waves!"

"Wonderful! Wonderful! 'The most famous figures of our time'"

"The autumn wind is bleak and the weather is cold"

……

As they went back and forth, Feng Rusi made many witty remarks, all of which were easy-to-understand doggerel poems, but contained profound irony.

Li Chengfeng responded with ease, quoting from classics, and every sentence he said was a timeless masterpiece.

"The strong wind reveals the strong grass,"

Feng Rushi gritted his teeth, his face flushed red, and beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead.

Li Chengfeng gently waved his folding fan, his expression calm: "The wind is right and the sails are full."

Feng Rusi racked his brains and racked his brains. Finally, an idea struck him, and he proudly chanted, "The wind carries the sound of the bells to the passenger ship!"

Although this sentence is a bit far-fetched, it is at least a response.

He secretly glanced at Li Chengfeng, expecting the young emperor to look embarrassed.

However, Li Chengfeng just smiled faintly and casually said: "A lone sail disappears into the blue sky, leaving only the Yangtze River flowing across the horizon."

He deliberately hid the word "wind" outside the poem to show his profound skills.

Feng Rushi's face froze. How...how could this be played?

He opened his mouth, but found that he could no longer think of any poem with the word "wind".

Not to mention that Li Chengfeng can come up with it so effortlessly, which is unheard of. Every sentence can be called a famous quote through the ages.

The officials around him, who were initially in a mood to laugh at the joke, were now all stunned, looking at Li Chengfeng with eyes full of awe.

"Your Majesty...I lost."

Feng Rushi bowed dejectedly, his admiration for Li Chengfeng flowing like a surging river.

He thought that he was well-versed in poetry and literature and had great talent, and that he would be able to shine in the court today and impress everyone. However, he did not expect that he would be so vulnerable in front of the emperor.

Li Chengfeng laughed heartily, his tone tinged with a hint of joking, "Don't be discouraged. I'm only slightly better."

He paused, then added, "Your poetry has a unique flavor. I like it very much."