Wu Anjun didn't expect that Li Xiuzhu would actually agree. If he hadn't given a specific time, he might not have taken it seriously. But since the time was specified, it was obvious that Li Xiuzhu was serious.
At this moment, the Queen, Li Biyao and Li Liuli all looked worried.
In other words, because everyone's eyes were on Li Xiuzhu, they didn't notice the Queen's strange look.
As for the old fox Fu Wenhan, he was not worried at all. Li Xiuzhu did not have real power and was under surveillance by many parties.
As long as Your Majesty, the father-in-law who is monitoring him, is still around, and as long as Li Xiuzhu does not rebel, then it doesn't matter who he comes into contact with.
After all, this world belongs to the Li family, and Li Xiuzhu’s two concubines are both princesses.
"Your Excellency can come anytime you like. I will prepare a bed for you."
Li Xiuzhu smiled, raised the full wine glass and looked at Li Kuo.
"This second cup, I would like to toast to the soldiers who defended the country with your Majesty and the others."
"It is because of them that we can celebrate the New Year in peace. It is because of them that we have protected the people of the Great Zhou."
Li Xiuzhu said this and spilled the second cup on the ground.
Seeing Li Xiuzhu like this, Li Kuo also stood up.
"Your Highness is right. I and all the other ministers respect the soldiers who defended the Great Zhou."
"rise!"
Following Li Kuo's words, all the officials stood up and poured the wine on the ground.
Seeing this, the generals were all very excited. They had always been the only ones suppressed and had never been respected.
At this moment, the generals were so excited that their faces turned red and their blood was boiling. When they looked at Li Xiuzhu again, they wished they could die for their confidant.
Of course, this emotion is only temporary. After they calm down, they will probably not think this way anymore.
"Since we've already had the second glass and the atmosphere is already like this, it would be unreasonable not to have a third glass of wine."
"With this third cup of wine, why not make a wish? May the Great Zhou prosper for thousands of years, and may the people live and work in peace and contentment."
Li Xiuzhu's words immediately struck Li Kuo's heart, and he said happily: "Your Majesty's wish is my wish. May our Great Zhou prosper for thousands of years, and may peace last forever, and may the people live and work in peace, and may everyone be happy and healthy."
Li Xiuzhu was shocked when he heard this. What a guy, he really dares to say that. You want so much, I'm afraid you can't do any of it.
But this is just a wish. Whatever wish is a wish, what’s wrong with being a little exaggerated?
Well, of course it’s mainly about following your heart.
"May our Great Zhou prosper for thousands of years, enjoy eternal peace, and may the people live and work in peace and happiness, and may everyone be happy and healthy."
"May our Great Zhou prosper for thousands of years, enjoy eternal peace, and may the people live and work in peace and happiness, and may everyone be happy and healthy."
"May our Great Zhou prosper for thousands of years, enjoy eternal peace, and may the people live and work in peace and happiness, and may everyone be happy and healthy."
“…”
Li Xiuzhu followed the crowd and recited it again. He drank a sip of wine under the guidance of Li Kuo. There was basically nothing more to the poem up to this point. The remaining two cultural figures and Confucian generals from the military officer group were still at the border.
Although there are still princes, the only adult princes left are the crown prince and the third prince. Although both of them wrote a poem, it was just that, not outstanding.
Seeing that no one stood up to recite poetry, Li Kuo was just about to ask people to select the top three poems when he saw Song Lian stand up.
"I've heard that Lord Anyang is an unrivalled poet. I wonder if he has any good works to offer this time?"
Li Xiuzhu was startled and looked at Song Lian who was not far away, then looked at the paperweight on the table.
Is this old man blind?
Li Xiuzhu smiled and said, "Sir Song, it's not easy to come up with a good work. My inspiration is running out today, so I won't show off my talent."
Song Lian chuckled when he heard this.
"Not necessarily? Just now, I heard you, Lord, say that if you participated, you would definitely win first place, so you didn't want us to embarrass ourselves and hid your abilities."
"What? Did I hear it wrong?"
"Or is it that the reputation is not worthy of it?"
Song Lian was already very aggressive, and he didn't even give Li Kuo face. So what if he was a son-in-law? Could a son-in-law humiliate us? He was now backed by the civil service group. Li Xiuzhu had to give them an explanation today.
After hearing Song Lian's words, Li Liuli's desire to fight suddenly increased.
Li Xiuzhu rolled his eyes when he heard what Li Liuli said. This little girl is just hoping for chaos in the world.
And why are you saying the harshest words at the loudest volume?
"Then don't bear it, just deal with them. I'll give you this chance."
Hearing the voice beside her, Li Liuli paused, looked at Li Xiuzhu pitifully and said softly: "My husband, I am not as good as you. This kind of thing must depend on you, my husband."
"I'll cheer my husband up."
When Song Lian saw the actions of the two, he immediately frowned.
"The Prince Consort is so indifferent, does he look down on us?"
Only then did Li Xiuzhu look at Song Lian and said words of apology with a calm expression on his face.
"I'm sorry, Lord Song. My wife just said that I was too arrogant. She also doesn't believe that my poems can be better than Lord Song's. Let me prove it."
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"I thought about it, and what my wife and adults said are both right. It is important for people to know themselves and not to be blindly confident."
"Too confident is arrogant."
"After being enlightened by my parents and my wife, I realized my mistakes."
"Well, I will also write one for you to comment on."
Although Song Lian was quite satisfied with what he said, Li Xiuzhu's indifferent expression seemed to be mocking him.
No, it seemed that it could be removed, this bastard was just laughing at him.
Song Lian immediately said angrily, "That's great. We'll wait for the prince consort for an incense stick of time and see where the gap between us and the prince consort is."
Li Kuo did not stop it. If he did, all the officials would have to ask for permission, and he would not do it knowing that it would be a slap in the face.
Li Xiuzhu didn't say anything about composing a poem in seven steps, but instead carefully selected the ideas in his mind.
The year ends with the sound of firecrackers.
The spring breeze brings warmth to the Tu Su.
In the bright sunshine, people in every household replace the old charms with new ones.
This is Wang Anshi’s New Year’s Day, and it is the most appropriate and suitable.
But although Yuanri was able to win, it always seemed like he was just a little short of it, and his win was not that amazing.
If I only use New Year's Day, the other party will definitely not accept it, but there is nothing more suitable than New Year's Day.
Su Shi's staying up all night? Wen Zhengming's New Year's greetings? Really not? In this case, we can only change it.
Li Xiuzhu thought about those eternal quatrains, and after about half a cup of tea, he suddenly laughed.
"Sir Song, I couldn't think of a poem for the moment, but I did think of a lyric. Please appreciate it, sirs."
Since poetry and lyrics are inseparable, naturally everyone will have no objection.
After hearing this, Song Lian just nodded indifferently.
Their poems were already very good, and it was not easy to come up with a quatrain that would last forever, so even if Li Xiuzhu had one, he would not panic.
As long as it is not a crushing defeat, they can deny it.
"Prince consort, please."
Li Xiuzhu smiled slightly, wondering if you guys could still be so calm later.
"The east wind blows thousands of flowers into bloom at night. It blows down stars like rain.
The road is filled with fragrance from the BMW and carved carriages, the sound of phoenix flutes moves, the light of jade pots turns, and the golden scales dance all night.
The moth is covered with golden threads of snow willow. The smile is full of fragrance.
I searched for him among the crowd for hundreds of times. Suddenly I looked back and he was there, in the dimming place.
(End of this chapter)