"Huh, can you understand?"
Park Duanchang frowned.
He had no idea what these people were laughing at.
Is there something wrong with this poem?
impossible!
This was specially made by the poet Lu Bai.
I also told him that this poem is a killer!
Tian Zhongxun was also confused.
When Ning Que hosted the banquet earlier, Tian Zhongxun had already gone to Linzi County, so he did not know that Ning Que and Gu Yuan were competing in poetry and were reciting the poem "Drinking Song".
"What's going on?"
Gu Mingzhi came forward awkwardly.
Explain everything clearly.
After hearing this, Tian Zhongxun's face changed.
What is going on?
Did Ning Que write this poem a long time ago?
All the officials showed sneers on their faces.
Some of them were deliberately teasing Park Duanchang.
"Envoy Park's poem is quite good."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk... you're calling me a thief, right?"
"Bullshit, it's clearly called "Jiang Jin Jiu"!"
"Haha, let's drink?" Sima Changqing sneered disdainfully and said calmly, "Envoy Pu, are there any other Master Cen or Mr. Danqiu here? Let's drink, don't stop."
"How do you know?!"
Park Duanchang was immediately shocked.
Sima Changqing smiled.
Obviously, he was also playing tricks on me on purpose.
"Does Envoy Park know what Master Cen and Mr. Danqiu mean?"
Park Duanchang was stunned for a moment.
He looked around blankly.
I saw many sarcastic smiles.
The main reason is that he doesn't know much about Dafeng culture.
When it comes to fine-grained appreciation, he really doesn't know how to do it.
"Forehead……"
"Master Cen should be a human being."
"What do you mean by should?"
"Is there anyone here called Master Cen?"
Sima Changqing raised his hand to signal, then continued with a smile, "So what does Danqiu Sheng mean?"
“It’s a place name, a place name!”
"You are truly talented."
"Of course!"
Park Duanchang was very confident.
He didn't even detect the sarcasm.
I thought Sima Changqing was praising him.
If you think about it carefully, it is true.
After all, it was written by the great poet Lu Bai.
These people will naturally admire him.
Finally, Yu Ji stood up.
He stopped playing the piano and his eyes were cold.
Pu Duanchang was very excited and said quickly: "The song is over, I won, I won!"
"What did you win?"
Yu Ji stood up indifferently.
He himself is a rather old-fashioned person.
So I didn’t have the energy to tease Park Duanchang.
Ever since he presided over the Six Arts Poetry Competition, no one had ever dared to cheat, let alone plagiarize Ning Que's poems so blatantly.
Are you treating them as fools?
"Are you guys trying to cheat?"
Park Duanchang suddenly became furious.
He didn't even pay attention to Tian Zhongxun's desperate blinking.
I was also wondering if there was something wrong with his eyes.
Park Duanchang was extremely angry at this moment.
"A dignified Dafeng, can't you afford to lose?" He looked at Ning Que again and sneered, "The song is over now, and my poem is much better than his. Shouldn't I win?"
"You won nothing!"
Even the usually polite Yu Ji couldn't help but curse, saying coldly, "The poem 'Jiang Jin Jiu' you're talking about was composed by Prince Ning months ago. It can't be faked in front of the entire court."
"You're talking nonsense!"
"You're talking nonsense!" Yu Ji said with disdain, his face cold. "Master Cen, Danqiu and Sheng are both names of people, and you say it's a place name? As for the latter part, isn't it true that bells, drums, delicacies and jade are not worth the price, but I wish to be drunk forever. Since ancient times, all sages and wise men have been lonely, only drinkers have left their names?"
"You...you guys..." Park Duanchang's eyes widened, "How could you slander someone's innocence out of thin air?!"
"What do you mean by innocent? How could we not know what kind of moral character you, Goguryeo, have? This "Song of the Wine" was written by Prince Ning several months ago. You can't even steal it, let alone understand the meaning of the poem."
Pu Duanchang's breathing was rapid, his face flushed, veins popping out on his forehead. He argued, "You're clearly bullying us! I wrote the poem, but you insist on saying I stole it. How can something a scholar does be considered stealing? You just can't afford to lose!"
"How dare you call yourself a scholar?"
Ning Que finally stood up and sneered at Pu Duanchang. This farce was almost over; after all, he'd had enough of the monkey show.
"You said you wrote this song 'Song of the Wine'?"
"certainly!"
"If I'm not mistaken, this poem was told to you by the poet Lu Bai, right?" Ning Que looked around and said calmly, "Including the verses you recited earlier, they were all told to you by Lu Bai, weren't they?"
This is how you deal with your enemies.
Praise him highly first.
Only in this way can you fall harder!
He had never had a good impression of these thieves from Goguryeo.
It's a small country with few people, but they think about stealing things all day long.
Unable to squarely face its own history, it relies entirely on populism to maintain its pathetic rule. On the surface, it looks like a country, but in reality, it is a mental hospital.
What Ning Que hated the most was that they tampered with history. They were clearly being beaten by Dafeng, but they still had the nerve to say that they defeated Dafeng.
His father had led the army to attack Goguryeo and forced it to move its capital. This was entirely because the winter was too cold and the army was not well prepared. In order to prevent too many casualties, he decisively chose to withdraw.
But what did Goguryeo say?
It is said that they dealt a heavy blow to the old King Ning.
He also shot out one of the old King Ning's eyes.
There are actually people who believe this!
"You...what evidence do you have?"
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