He had heard Ning Que's poems before, and they had truly astonished him. He quickly took notes, intending to savor them later.

"Your Majesty, our topic is wine."

"Your two sentences are indeed good, but what do they have to do with wine?"

"Don't be impatient." Ning Que smiled and drank the wine in his cup again. "When life is good, you should enjoy it to the fullest. Don't let the golden cup face the moon empty. I was born with talents that will be useful. Even if I spend all my money, I will get it back."

"Haha, great!" Emperor Feng couldn't help but applaud and cheer, "What a natural talent!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, Prince Ning's poem is quite good!"

"I didn't expect the prince could write poetry."

"Such talent has never been found in Chang'an!"

"Let alone Chang'an, no one in Dafeng can match it. In such a short time, they have been able to create such a unique masterpiece. Who among you can compare?"

Sima Changqing was right.

The idea of ​​writing poetry suddenly came to Emperor Feng.

They had no time to prepare.

This can better demonstrate Ning Que's ability!

Such a short time...

"Bells, drums, delicacies and jade are not expensive, but I wish to be drunk forever and never wake up.

Throughout history, saints and wise men have all been lonely, only drinkers have left their names... I will call my son to go out and exchange my five-colored horses and furs worth thousands of gold for fine wine, so that we can share our eternal sorrows!"

Ning Que finished his words, raised the wine bottle, and drank it all in one gulp. He looked at Gu Yuan and said calmly, "My poem is called 'Jiang Jinjiu.' I've heard that General Gu is both a scholar and a warrior, so please feel free to teach me. By the way, can General Gu still drink?"

Gu Yuan held the wine bottle tightly.

At this moment, I just feel unbearable abdominal pain.

Looking at Ning Que who was calm and composed, he was very surprised.

Why?

Why is Ning Que okay? !