Chapter 41 The Thief [Big Collection]

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The world is peaceful, peaches and plums are fragrant, and the pillars are standing, and they are celebrating all over the world. Zhao Tuo's big banquet. Qin Shubao originally wanted not to participate in such a banquet like walking on thin ice, but he was named by Zhao Tuo, which made him have to stay patiently.

The murderous spirit in the morning still stayed in Qin Shubao's mind. He doubted whether Zhao Tuo had a murderous intention to him. What's more, Zhao Tuo did not mention the marriage all day, which made Qin Shubao a little confused.

Did his butterfly gently flap its wings and completely cause a storm of pattern change?

What makes Qin Shubao unable to figure out is that Qin Hu has not communicated with him until now, and even has not even any suggestive instructions, as if he did not feel Zhao Tuo's murderous intention.

"Cunzi Qin!"

A shout interrupted Qin Shubao's thoughts. Qin Shubao looked up and saw Xu Zhijie, who was blushing, coming. The wine and the spring breeze on his face made his whole body glow.

There were all kinds of food on the dignified and luxurious long tables. A delicate-like maid held a pot next to her and saw the new champion coming, and the maid holding the pot immediately filled Qin Shubao's wine glass.

Compared with the excitement in the hall, Qin Shubao is indeed shabby and pitiful. Except for a few generals who came to have a meaningful drink with Qin Shubao, there is no outsider to consider Qin Shubao.

No, the Zhuangyuanlang came over with a wine glass, and the maid holding the pot immediately politely filled Qin Shubao wine. I don't know whether she felt sorry for him or felt that the wine pot in her hand was too heavy.

"Congratulations, Brother Xu!" Qin Shubao raised his wine glass and killed it in one bite, with the intention of expelling guests.

Xu Zhijie's face changed slightly, drank the wine in the glass silently, climbed his buttocks and sat next to Qin Shubao, ignoring what Qin Shubao would think of him, and said to himself, "Mr. Qin has complaints, and Xu can also understand. At that time, thousands of people pointed out, but Xu became a shrinking turtle for fame. What a ridiculous! Shame on you!"

The maid holding the pot opened her mouth slightly, and after a moment, she looked up at him and dared not listen again.

"If it were Xu, Xu would definitely kick the little man who was greedy for fame, and how could he sit down? Xu has lost this point! It's too thorough!"

"If you drink, why are you talking about these nonsense? I'm not as pretentious as you think. If I were your personality, I would have died ten years ago.

When Xu Zhijie heard Qin Shubao's words, his eyes suddenly lit up and turned his head to look at Qin Shubao anxiously. When Qin Shubao saw Xu Zhijie's action, he was worried about whether his cervical spine would suddenly break.

"Ms. Qin, aren't you angry?"

The pedantic of scholars is sometimes cute, but at this moment, Qin Shubao does not think Xu Zhijie is very cute. He said to him angrily, "Drink. If you don't drink, get out of here!"

Xu Zhijie's face became proud again and said boldly with a glass of wine: "Full! Full!"

The two gently touched the glass and drank it off, as if they had returned to the beginning of that day.

A gentleman's friendship is as light as water!

"Ding Ding"

"Your Majesty Yaxing, are you happy today? Which scholar is willing to dedicate a poem to increase some fun?" Lian Hai asked loudly, and everyone looked at Xu Zhijie and looked forward to the talent of the champion.

Xu Zhijie stood up unyieldingly and took seven steps forward with a wine glass. His eyes flashed a light and saluted Zhao Tuo's seat and said, "I have come up with a song and I am willing to add some fun to the emperor."

Listening to what Xu Zhijie said, all the civil and military officials raised their thumbs and turned their seven steps into poems. Sure enough, they are talented and agile people. This champion is indeed qualified.

"Excreme."

"Glass golden building with blue tiles, exquisite jade trees and flowers. Hongdian heard Xiaogu from afar, and the yellow flowers just faded yesterday.

The first two lines of the poem are simple and easy to understand. In a few words, they reveal the richness and atmosphere of the palace. The last two sentences are alarming words. The ending is quite good, but in this atmosphere, they are obvious and affect the mood of others.

"Xu Zhuangyuan's heart is concerned about the world, and he can't relax for a moment. I'm very relieved! Reward!"

"My Lord Long En, the blessing of the people!"

Hundreds of officials knelt down, and Qin Shubao had no choice but to kneel down. He wanted Mo Xiang to do more pairs of knee pads in case of emergency.

"Today is the time for you to go to college, and you need to have fun when you are proud. I will be very happy when you can do what you are today as an official, but at this moment you have to have fun and let the world know your joy."

As soon as Zhao Tuo finished speaking, Yan Qingzhi came out and smiled at everyone, "Since the emperor wants me to be happy, I came out to throw bricks to attract jade and take advantage of the champion. Please give me more advice."

Yan Qingzhi's words have received a lot of praise. It is common sense to first be the champion and then explore the flowers. If he is really a talentless person, he will be given a piece of incense. Even if he racks his brains, he may not be able to come up with half a sentence.

"The red sun has been three feet high, the golden furnace adds fragrant beasts, and the red brocade clothes are wrinkled. The beautiful woman dances with golden pins, smells the flowers when the wine is bad, and hears the drums from afar.

Everyone was shocked. Just now, they thought that Yan Qingzhi just said that he took advantage of Xu Zhijie in time, but they didn't expect it to be poetry. Originally, Xu Zhijie's poem was a warning to the world, but Yan Qingzhi's change was a peaceful and prosperous world. Although it was flawed, it was definitely a good poem.

"Good! OK! OK!"

Zhao Tuo stood up excitedly and said three good words to Yan Lv in a row. Yan Lv's slightly fat face was full of pride.

"Da Liang is lucky to have you two! Come on! Reward!"

Qin Shubao really admired Yan Qingzhi at this moment. As soon as Xu Zhijie finished the poem, he could quote it and subvert it. This difficulty is no less than seven steps to become a poem.

Many scholars have come forward to show their skills in order to be favored, but how many crucian carp have crossed the river, and how many people have really crossed the Dragon Gate?

"Qin Shubao, so many people have taken out poems. You have been thinking about it for so long, but there are half of them?"

Qin Shubao bit off half of the deer's tail in his mouth. Zhao Tuo didn't want to call him, which made Qin Shubao helpless for a while.

It's not the same way for father-in-law to test his son-in-law!

Facing the smiling eyes of everyone, Qin Shubao scolded gently and wiped the oil stain on the skirt of the maid next to him. Then he got up and replied, "Go back to the emperor, the little minister seems to have thought of a song."

All the officials looked at Qin Shubao in surprise, and even Qin Hu was no exception. When Zhao Tuo saw that Qin Hu couldn't believe it, he felt interesting in his heart and said with a smile, "Let's listen to it there. It's good to say, and there are more rewards than them."

Zhao Tuo pointed to Xu Zhijie, Yan Qingzhi and others. The bright-eyed people were laughing at the bottom of their hearts. Qin Shubao humiliated himself and did not look at the environment, but the emperor liked to see it, and they agreed as ministers.

Qin Shubao looked around disdainfully, cleared his throat, stood up, with one hand behind him, and the other hand hanging in the air, which was quite like a literary man.

"In the past, it was not enough to praise, but today's thinking is endless. The spring breeze is proud of horseshoe disease, and you can see all the Chang'an flowers in one day!"

After reading a poem, no one speaks, silent and depressed!

Qin Shubao smiled silently. Can't 5,000 years of culture suppress you?

"Bun bastard, don't you dare to oppose it?"

The imaginary applause did not come, but ushered in Qin Hu's applause. Before Qin Shubao could figure out the situation, he saw Qin Hu rushing over aggressively. Qin Shubao opened his mouth to ask about the situation, but was kicked down by Qin Hu.

The pain in the abdomen made Qin Shubao more unclear about the situation. Who provoked whom? But Qin Shubao was also a person who knew the situation. He knew that if there were no special circumstances, Qin Hu would never be so cruel to him in front of everyone, so Qin Shubao rolled on the ground with his stomach in his arms, and the sweat on his forehead appeared layer after layer.

"Zhong Xinhou, is your grandson jealous that the world is not your Qin family, but our Zhao family?"

Qin Hu kicked Qin Shubao again and shouted, "Rebellion! Why don't you kneel down for me?"

"The old minister dares not, and this rebel definitely does not have the courage! Please give the emperor a clear view."

"Hmm! Don't have the courage? I want to see all the flowers in Chang'an in a day. What else do you want me to do in Bianliang City?

Until this moment, Qin Shubao finally understood where this knot appeared?

Damn it, what's wrong with you, but you have to go to Chang'an? I'm about to die by you today!

"Emperor Mingjian, the boy has absolutely no intention to rebel. I bought this poem from a depressed teacher. He said that he was a person who had not been admitted to fame and always hoped to ride a horse on the street to show off his ancestors. When the boy heard that his poem was well written, he spent 50 taels of silver to buy it. If he could be lucky in the future. In the middle, it can also leave a piece of claw mud, but the boy really doesn't know that the man is the remnant of the previous dynasty. Please ask the emperor to learn from it!"

After a passage, Qin Shubao saw another layer of sweat on his forehead. At this moment, the most resentful thing in his heart is not Meng Jiao, but the authors who wrote the book.

Who said that in ancient times, two poems could be popular? I'm about to drag it under the gullum! They have been dragged into thieves! This is a typical trap!

"Hmm!"

Zhao Tuo rolled up his sleeves and left with a gloomy face, but Qin Hu stood up like an amnesty and made a gesture to the several generals standing behind him. Several people immediately carried Qin Shubao and walked out without missing this bustling wine.

"Good poem!" Yan Qingzhi sighed softly. Xu Zhijie smiled with relief and echoed, "It's really a good poem."

The two looked at each other and smiled!