In the palace, silence fell.

Everyone's eyes were secretly looking at the young emperor on the high platform, who remained silent.

Nangong Yang, on the other hand, still had a smile on his face, as if he didn't care.

At this time, Gray, the prince of the Mongolian Empire, suddenly sneered, looked at the young man standing in the corner with an unkind look on his face and said: "Who are you? How dare you speak arrogant words here? You are here on behalf of the eldest princess."

Zhan, are you qualified?"

Luo Qingzhou walked out from the corner, met his eyes, and said righteously: "Who are you? You dare to speak rudely to me, Dayan, and look down on me, Dayan man? You, a vulgar and barbaric person, do you want to rely on a few people?"

A poem as pulpy as mud, humiliating me, the Heavenly Lady of Great Flame? Are you qualified?"

As soon as these words came out, the Dayan royal family, the ministers, and the five talented men from Jiangnan and Yujing all secretly shouted in their hearts: Well done!

Even the Queen Mother behind the bead curtain couldn't help but clenched her fist.

Changsun Wan'er and Nangong Xueyi, who were standing aside, looked at the elegant young man in Confucian robes in front of them with dazzling eyes, but he was upright and not afraid of power.

"presumptuous!"

When Gray heard this, he became furious and his robe suddenly bulged with a "swish" sound.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, those members of the royal family who had been silent just now suddenly stood up with a "swish" sound.

Some ministers immediately stood up indignantly.

When the royal family members and ministers who were still sitting saw this scene, they all immediately stood up.

Even the guards leaning against the corner took a step forward neatly, clenched the weapons in their hands, and stared at him eagerly.

People from the five major sects naturally stood up.

At this moment, all the great Yan men in the hall stood up and protected the young man behind them!

They had already been angry at the arrogance and arrogance of the prince of the Mongolian Empire before, but because he was a distinguished guest, no one dared to speak out. Now someone took the lead, and those words were spoken deep in their hearts, so

Naturally, they couldn't help but burst out!

"Prince Gray! This is me, Dayan, not your Dameng!"

A prince scolded with a cold face.

The other princes, princes, prefectures, and respected veterans all also yelled at him.

When Gray saw that he had aroused public anger, his heart suddenly trembled. He hurriedly put away his momentum, took a few steps back, and returned to his seat.

At this time, Prince Lamore of Badan Kingdom also laughed and said: "Prince Gray, does he regard Dayan as a vassal state of Dameng?"

Langxiao, the prince of Beicang Kingdom, also added insult to injury and sneered: "I think so."

Gray's face was ugly and he glared at the two of them.

At this time, Nangong Yang, who was sitting on the dragon chair, quickly stretched out his hand and said: "Okay, okay, everyone, please sit down. Today is a good day for me. The most important thing is for us guests to be harmonious and happy.

"

After the emperor spoke, the royal family members and ministers took their seats one after another, all of them still looking angry.

Nangong Yang smiled, looked at the young man behind the row of seats, and said, "Luo Qing just said a few words and asked uncles like me and the ministers to defend you. It's not easy."

Luo Qingzhou said without being humble or arrogant: "Your Majesty, what you princes and adults are protecting is not just a mere inferiority, but the majesty of Dayan, the face of all the ancestors, all the women, and all the people of Dayan!"

"Well said!"

Behind the bead curtain, the Queen Mother applauded and praised.

The royal family members and veterans also nodded in praise.

The muscles in the corner of Nangong Yang's eyes twitched, he paused, and said with a smile: "Luo Qing is indeed right."

Then he said: "Okay, since Luo Qing is going to fight on behalf of the imperial sister, please invite me."

Gray sneered, looked at the other side with a sarcastic face and said, "I would like to see how capable you are of using your sharp tongue in poetry!"

In the main hall, it gradually became quiet.

Outside the main hall, many people also saw the dispute, but they did not know the specific reason.

Behind the bead curtain, a figure in a red dress looked quietly at the figure outside.

Bai Ling stood behind Nangong Meijiao and looked at him quietly.

The figure in green clothes from Lingxiao Sect was staring at him from beginning to end.

"If you don't see it, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, and rushes to the sea and never returns. If you don't see it, the mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, and it looks like blue silk in the morning and turns to snow in the evening..."

As soon as these first two sentences came out, the three Jiangnan talents and the two Yujing talents, as well as Changsun Wan'er next to them, and even the Hanlin academician in the seat, were all shocked and held their breath.

"If you are happy in life, you must have all the joy. Don't let the gold bottle stand empty against the moon. I am born with talents that will be useful. I will come back after all the gold is gone..."

When these two sentences came out again, Liu Sansi, the most talented person in the south of the Yangtze River, couldn't help but clapped his hands and praised them with excitement on his face.

Even Li Zhao from the Hanlin Academy flushed with excitement.

"It is fun to cook sheep and slaughter cattle, and you will have to drink three hundred cups at a time. Bells, drums, delicacies and jade are not expensive, but I hope you will stay drunk and never wake up..."

When Luo Qingzhou read this, he stopped abruptly.

Everyone was excited when they heard it, and they were still in silence, waiting for him to continue reading. Unexpectedly, after waiting for a while, they saw that he did not make any sound again.

Liu Sansi couldn't help but raise her hands and asked: "Master Luo, is there anything else?"

Luo Qingzhou said: "No, I've finished reading it."

As soon as these words came out, all the scholars were stunned.

Li Zhao from the Hanlin Academy could not help but stand up and said: "Does this poem by Luo Gongzi have a title and melody?"

Luo Qingzhou cupped his hands and said: "The title of the poem is [The Wine Will Come in], and the tune is unprecedented."

"Will there be wine?"

After listening to this, Li Zhao thought hard and couldn't find such a theme in his memory. He raised his hands and asked, "Did Young Master Luo create it himself?"

Luo Qingzhou said: "That's right."

Hearing this, Li Zhao looked at him deeply, nodded, and sat down.

At this time, the prince of the Mongolian Empire suddenly sneered and said with a sarcastic face: "Whatever self-created subject matter, don't come up with it and embarrass yourself if you can't write it! Although I am not good at poetry, I also know the rhythm of poetry and various sentences.

The length and length have already been stipulated, and your random fabrications are simply making people laugh and bring shame on you!"

Luo Qingzhou looked at him and said: "Since Prince Gray said so, please forgive me for taking the liberty to say a few words. As far as I know, your Dameng's earliest territory was only half the size of my Great Yan Kyoto. Since you Da Meng

The Mongolian ancestors have already determined the previous territorial area, drawn the map, and told you to guard the territory on the map, so why do you continue to expand the territory and the map? Prince Gray probably didn't learn big lessons when he was a child.

Yan Yu, you haven't come out to see other countries, have you? Your ancestors probably rarely come out, right? Why do you break the rules and keep going out for diplomacy?"

"If the prince feels that some rules should not be broken, should not introduce new things, and should not make progress, if the prince feels that he should always stick to the old rules, always be stubborn, and always act according to the rules of his ancestors and the past, then you Dameng and what you are doing now will

How should we explain what we did?"

As soon as these words came out, Gray's face suddenly darkened, but there was no argument to be made.

"Okay! Well said!"

At this time, Nangong Ke, Prince Duan, suddenly clapped his hands on the table and praised: "Poems, lyrics, and rhymes do have various rules, but they are changing with each passing day. If you keep creating according to the old themes, you will not be able to create your own songs.

Innovation, what fun is there? The reason why our culture is prosperous is that it is all-encompassing and can accommodate all creations. As long as your creations are good and convincing, you can even create a [shit] poem of your own

There’s nothing wrong with the title or word card!”

The other princes nearby also nodded in agreement.

People from the five major sects also looked at the brave and knowledgeable young man with admiration.

Gray's face was filled with anger and when he wanted to argue again, Nangong Yang said: "Li Aiqing, tell me, who wins and who loses in the two poems of Luo Qing and Su Caizi?"

Everyone's eyes turned to the academician of the Hanlin Academy.

After Li Zhao heard this, he stood up and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, I think that Mr. Luo won the first game. Although I don't agree with the meaning of Mr. Luo's poem, it is undeniable that this poem is definitely the best.

work."

As soon as these words came out, Gray immediately glared and said: "Master Li, you just said that our poem is an excellent poem! They are all good poems, why should he win?"

Li Zhao looked at him and said: "Prince Gray, before Mr. Luo's poem came out, Su Caizi's poem was indeed an excellent work. But after Mr. Luo's poem came out, Su Caizi's poem was naturally the best.

It's like comparing the light of a firefly to the bright moon, there is no contrast at all."

Gray was furious when he heard this. He immediately looked at Nangong Yang who was sitting on the dragon throne and said: "Your Majesty, you are deliberately bullying others! I am not convinced!"

Nangong Yang smiled and said: "Prince Gray, please be patient. Li Hanlin will not bully others casually. In this way, let's ask other people's opinions."

Then he looked at the talents behind the other princes and said, "What do you think?"

The talented men from Badan Kingdom, Beicang Kingdom, Gaoqi Kingdom and Loulan Kingdom all said: "Of course Mr. Luo wins!"

The prince of Gao Qi State was full of praise: "The beginning of Mr. Luo's poem is majestic, the middle sentences are like gold, every word is precious, and the end is even more memorable. I am still thinking about it until this moment..."

Nangong Yang looked at the burly young man named Su Tu behind Gray, and said with a smile: "Su Caizi, who do you think is better between your poem and Luo Qing's poem?"

"

Gray turned his head and stared at him gloomily.

Although Su Tu wanted to lie, he also had the shame of a scholar. Seeing so many people staring at him, and many famous talents watching for a long time, how could he have the nerve to tell lies.

He lowered his head in fear, and could only answer truthfully: "Your Majesty, Luo Caizi's poems... are even better."

As soon as these words came out, Gray completely gave up.

Nangong Yang still had a smile on his face and didn't seem to have any mood swings. He glanced at a few more people and announced: "Okay, in this first round, Luo Qing wins."

Then he added: "Oh no, it was the imperial sister who won."

When he said this, he looked at the young man standing by the pillar, with a warm smile on his face.
Chapter completed!