Tian Zhongxun walked over quickly.

He stared at Park Duanchang with an imposing manner.

"How dare you, a small nation with so few people, act so presumptuously in front of my great King Fengning?"

"You are?"

"King Qi, Tian Zhongxun!"

"We have met the King of Qi."

"waived!"

Tian Zhongxun stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Ning Que with a hint of provocation. He had to admit that Ning Que was indeed quite capable. He had made great contributions in the Northern Expedition and had firmly established himself in the army.

Now when people mention Ning Que, everyone admires him.

The key is that Ning Que is still young...

So young that even he was jealous!

Tian Zhongxun had six legitimate sons.

But no one can compare to Ning Que!

At such a young age, he took on the responsibility of managing the palace.

Both his literary and military strategies are top-notch!

This time, he will marry Shen Qinghe.

The daughter of the master of Shenji Pavilion!

Tian Zhongxun's back teeth were almost broken.

He didn't expect it...

Ning Que was actually once a disciple of the Shenji Pavilion!

The Shenji Pavilion has extremely high requirements for recruiting disciples.

Without qualifications, you can’t even enter the mountain gate.

Even outer disciples are rarely accepted.

He hates it!

Why does all the good things happen to Prince Ning?

Ning Que is the only one left and he's so cruel? !

Ning Que is no longer an ordinary prince!

We must strike hard!

As the saying goes, he who strikes first is the strongest, and he who strikes last will suffer.

Prince Ning and the kings of different surnames had always been checking and balancing each other.

Emperor Feng had long intended to reduce the power of the feudal lords.

For example, his Linzi County was taken away.

Jiaodong and Langya were forcibly separated in the middle.

Losing face is a small matter, losing substance is a big matter!

Tian Zhongxun seemed to be scolding Goguryeo, but in fact he was deliberately promoting Ning Que. If he did not perform well, he would be punished by the Emperor.

That’s right, Ning Que has a high level of attainment in poetry.

But can it be higher than the poet Lu Bai?

But Park Duanchang patted his chest and made a promise in front of him.

This Six Arts Poetry Festival is imperative!

No matter how powerful Ning Que is, it’s useless!

If the poetry competition is lost, Ning Que will just have to wait!

If Dafeng is humiliated, Ningque must be punished.

"Prince Ning is polite."

"You are too polite, King Qi."

"This must be the new princess, right?" Tian Zhongxun looked at Shen Qinghe, noticing the jade hairpin on her head. He then said with a forced smile, "Prince Ning is truly resourceful, having married such a beautiful woman. Eh, has Prince Ning forgotten Lin Xianhong? He was incredibly kind to her in the past, completely obedient to her. She's in a tough spot right now, wouldn't you help her?"

Tian Zhongxun's words were sarcastic.

Even sowing discord!

Ning Que looked at Tian Zhongxun.

This old fox really has no memory.

When it comes to talking, how could he be his opponent?

Shen Qinghe was about to speak out a rebuttal when Ning Que stopped her. He stood in front, looking at Tian Zhongxun with interest, and said calmly, "It seems that the King of Qi is still old."

"Um?"

"You're old, so you should retire early." Ning Que looked at the other officials and said seriously, "Look at you, your memory is so bad now. I've said it eight hundred times, I have no relationship with the Lin family. If the King of Qi has Alzheimer's and his memory is so poor, then I doubt you can continue to serve Dafeng."

"I have a very good memory!"

"Then why did you forget?" Ning Que smiled. "King Qi, please stop showing off. It's impossible to refuse to accept old age. If all else fails, King Qi should just cede Jiaodong and Langya Commanderies to me. After all, these two places are now separated by Linzi, and governing them would be a hassle."

“…”

Tian Zhongxun's face flushed.

I was so angry that I almost vomited blood.

As the saying goes, when scolding someone, don't expose their weaknesses. Ning Que deliberately opened his wounds and rubbed salt into them. Linzi was the richest county, situated at a strategic point. Thanks to the profits from fish and salt, life was easy. This was a tradition passed down from generation to generation, yet he lost to Ning Que!

Even if he tried to make amends, it wouldn't change anything.

Currently, Ouyang Zheng has served as the prefect of Linzi County.

Emperor Feng also intended to send more soldiers to Linzi.

It's obvious that they want to put pressure on him!

If you don't let me live a good life, then forget it!

Without Qi, what is the use of Dafeng?

So, Tian Zhongxun found Goguryeo.

It’s just to set up a trap for Ning Que!

If he can kill old King Ning, he can kill Ning Que too!

…

Pu Duanchang frowned and said disdainfully, "What's the point of showing off your verbal skills? Aren't we supposed to compete in poetry?"

"Then please."

Ning Que found a random seat and sat down.

Qushui Liushang is actually just an appetizer.

It is mainly used to liven up the atmosphere.

If we really compare, it will be different.

The questions were often given by Yu Ji on the spot.

Everyone present can participate.

Everyone wrote poems on the spot and then was eliminated in rounds.

Finally, the most talented person will be selected.

Yu Ji clapped his hands.

Soon a maid came forward to pour wine.

He sat down cross-legged and began to play the piano.

"As Prince Ning said, poetry gatherings over the years have always been elegant literary events, not necessarily about life-and-death struggles. Since it's the middle of winter, let's start with the theme of snow, but the subject shouldn't include anything about winter or snow."

After saying this, he began to play the piano.

The song he played was called "White Snow".

It is a popular piece of music in Dafeng.

Great sounds are silent; great ways are simple.

As the music started.

Everyone raised their glasses, pondering. Composing a poem about snow isn't difficult; the challenge lies in not using the words "winter" and "snow." Ning Que took his time, picking up the bronze wine jug and gulping it down in one gulp. He listened to the music, his expression content.

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