Chapter 95 Young Master is really hard to understand
Song Zhengming was so angry that he vomited blood, but he didn't die. He just stared with his eyes wide open and fell back into the chair again.
But no matter what happens to him in the future, he can never get rid of the accusation of "insulting the emperor" that Wei Changtian put on him.
No one expected things to develop like this. They all stared blankly until Liang Zhen's loud laughter sounded from not far away.
"Hahaha! Great!"
Liang Zhen stood up from his seat and walked towards this side. It can be seen that he was very happy.
He even felt that Wei Changtian's action was far more satisfying than killing Song Zhengming with a knife.
"Changtian, let's go!"
Now that the matter had been resolved, Liang Zhen happily prepared to leave.
Unexpectedly, Wei Changtian remained motionless: "Uncle Liang, there is still one thing that needs to be done."
Liang Zhen was stunned: "What's the matter?"
"Of course it's Miss Su Yu."
"this……"
Liang Zhen never expected that at this time, Wei Changtian was still concerned about the fact that he slept with a woman.
Although Su Yu will definitely choose me now, I still feel like she is bullying me...
"Changtian, this matter..."
Liang Zhen hesitated, but Wei Changtian interrupted with a smile: "Uncle Liang, these are two different things."
“…”
Liang Zhen glanced at Su Yu, who had been standing there in a daze, not knowing what to think at the moment, and shook his head, saying, "Forget it."
"Why should we forget it?"
Wei Changtian said seriously: "Just because of that crappy poem?"
"Uncle Liang, you have been in the military for decades, slaying countless demons and enemies for the sake of world peace. But such heroic achievements are not worth a vulgar poem about a woman?!"
"I don't agree!"
“…”
No, that has nothing to do with that.
Liang Zhen was speechless at first, but at the same time he felt inexplicably moved.
Indeed, he joined the army at the age of sixteen and fought for Daning for so many years, but now he can't even sleep with a woman?
Sleep! You must sleep!
He stopped refusing immediately, and Wei Changtian continued at this time:
"Besides, it's just poetry. I have it too!"
"Since Mr. Song thinks his poems are worth a thousand gold, I will give Uncle Liang one so that Mr. Song can judge how much it is worth!"
"Paper! Pen!"
With a wave of his hand, Liang Zhen's personal soldiers immediately moved the table with pens, ink, paper and inkstone over from the side.
“Swish! Swish, swish, swish!”
Wei Changtian did not hesitate, picked up the pen and quickly wrote four short poems, then handed the paper to Liang Zhen.
"Uncle Liang, this poem is for you!"
"good!"
Liang Zhen took the rice paper and thought it should be a lyric poem similar to "The clouds are like clothes and the flowers are like faces", but who knew...
"Hahahaha! Great poem! This is a great poem!"
The hearty laugh was even louder than before, and the happy look on his face didn't seem fake at all.
Everyone was confused for a moment. Even Song Zhengming, whose mouth was still bloody, was staring at the thin piece of rice paper, wondering what kind of poem Wei Changtian had written.
However, although everyone was very curious, no one dared to urge Liang Zhen. They just looked at each other and waited silently.
It was not until the laughter died down and a deep voice slowly recited the entire poem that everyone's expressions began to become gradually interesting.
Some were so excited that they couldn't be more excited, some opened their mouths wide in surprise, and some looked excited...
"Why don't men carry a Wu Gou?"
"Draw your sword and mount your horse across the twelve states."
"Please go to the Lingyan Pavilion for a moment."
"If a scholar is a marquis!"
…
There is no doubt that this poem, which is full of contempt for scholars and literati, was not written for Su Yu, but for Song Zhengming.
However, Wei Changtian changed one of the sentences.
The second sentence of the original poem was "conquering fifty states from the mountains and rivers", but now it has been changed to "conquering twelve states with swords drawn".
The "Twelve States" here refer to the twelve states and counties located on the border of Daning and do not affect the artistic conception of the entire poem.
"Mr. Song, do you understand this poem?"
After Liang Zhen finished reciting the poem, Wei Changtian smiled and leaned over to look at Song Zhengming: "Do you want me to tell you about it?"
"you……"
Song Zhengming's eyes widened and his body trembled continuously.
"It seems that you don't understand."
Wei Changtian shook his head in surprise and explained, "This poem means that a real man should do more to kill monsters and enemies, instead of just showing off his writing skills in this place with willows and mist."
"If you don't believe me, you can go to the Lingyan Pavilion, where the imperial court honors meritorious officials, and count how many scholars are enshrined there?"
"Well, that's basically it. Do you understand now?"
"Eh? Wasn't Mr. Song quite eloquent just now? Why is he silent now?"
"How about I put it more bluntly?"
Wei Changtian leaned close to Song Zhengming's ear, who was about to faint from anger, and whispered, "What I mean is, a hypocrite like you..."
"You're not a man."
“…”
“Puff!”
Blood arrows shot into the air like pillars.
After spitting out the blood, Song Zhengming actually rolled his eyes and fainted.
"Uncle Liang."
Wei Changtian smacked his lips and stood up, then said to Liang Zhen, who was still immersed in the poetic mood, "We can leave now."
"good!"
Liang Zhen came back to his senses and turned to look at Su Yu on the stage.
The latter was so frightened that she couldn't speak. But the fat county magistrate reacted quickly and hurriedly urged: "Miss Su Yu, why are you still standing there?! Hurry up and follow Lord Liang!"
“Yes, yes…”
Su Yu quickly agreed, but her feet felt as if they were filled with lead and she could hardly move.
She looked around as if asking for help, but the maids and the madam had already hidden away somewhere unknown, and for a moment there was no one around her.
Fortunately, a veiled woman came up from the stage and gently pulled her.
"Don't be afraid."
Yang Liushi supported Su Yu and smiled softly, "They won't eat you."
“…”
Although Su Yu knew that the woman in front of her was here to accompany Wei Changtian, she did feel a lot more relaxed after hearing these words. At least she could finally take a step forward.
She followed Yang Liushi and thanked him in a low voice.
"Su Yu thanks... Madam."
"Hehe, how can I be a lady?"
Yang Liushi smiled happily and said softly, "I used to be an oiran like you."
"But later he was deceived by a poem written by that young master Wei."
"ah?"
Su Yu was stunned and asked subconsciously: "Excuse me, which song is it?"
"It's the song you envied so much..."
Yang Liushi ignored Su Yu's extremely surprised look and silently looked up at Wei Changtian not far away.
"The clouds resemble clothes, the flowers resemble beauty..."
"Draw your sword and mount your horse across the twelve states..."
"Sir, one day I will understand you..."
…
After one stick of incense.
Wei Changtian and others took Su Yu back to the inn in a carriage.
But just after the carriage drove a distance away, Wei Changtian seemed to suddenly remember something and shouted, "Oh no! I forgot something!"
"What's wrong, young master?"
Yang Liushi was originally looking at him thoughtfully, but now she became nervous: "What did you forget?"
"Miss Yumeng!"
Wei Changtian looked extremely annoyed: "I forgot to bring her back with me! I wasted a hundred taels of silver in vain!"
Yang Liushi: "..."
The young master is really hard to understand. (End of this chapter)
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