"I have read the Nine Provinces Records and chanted poems from all over the country.
The osmanthus tree in the palace was uprooted, and no one was allowed to pick a single branch."
"Tsk tsk tsk, that Li Dengfeng is indeed a talented scholar of the Wei Dynasty!"
"One poem overwhelms all the Huanzhang Academy. It's been almost an incense stick, and no one has written a poem better than him. Alas..."
The guards' discussion entered his ears, and Qin Ying suddenly opened his eyes. His instinctive reaction made him jump up from the big red bed, looking around with a blank face.
"Where is this! Am I not in the western desert?"
"Your Highness, are you awake?" Just at this moment, a pleasant voice was like a spring breeze bathing his face.
Qin Ying then discovered that there was another stunning beauty on the bed, wearing a gorgeous palace skirt, with charming eyes and moist red lips, and eyebrows and eyes as beautiful as a fairy, just like a fairy.
Especially her gentle and classical temperament, even her panicked expression now makes people's blood boil and their whole body is hot.
Qin Ying stared straight, and subconsciously asked: "Who are you, beauty? Isn't this the Western Desert?"
"Your Highness, I am Xian'er, don't you remember? This is your palace, where is the Western Desert?"
Seeing Qin Ying's abnormal appearance, the stunning beauty responded timidly.
Qin Ying's eyes slowly widened, and at this time, a large section of memory flashed in his mind.
Spring and Autumn Calendar, Han Dynasty, the ninth prince Qin Ying, named Bubai, twenty-three years old.
Qin Ying's pupils were shocked, and his face was full of shock: "I actually traveled to ancient times?"
He was originally an ordnance expert of a mysterious special forces unit on Blue Star. He was performing maintenance tasks in the Western Desert and was ambushed by the enemy and bombarded by artillery shells.
Who knew that when he opened his eyes again, he actually traveled to the Han Dynasty and became the ninth prince.
This prince just happened to have the same name and surname as him, and his age was not bad either.
The stunning woman in front of him was named Liu Yunxian, and she was the imperial concubine appointed by the Han Emperor himself. Last night was just the wedding night.
Liu Yunxian looked at him with some resentment, and sobbed in a low voice:
"Your Highness, last night on the wedding night, how could you fall asleep immediately, and I couldn't wake you up, and I waited all night."
"What?" Qin Ying was stunned.
Seeing that the bed was neatly folded and the beautiful woman's palace dress was not messy at all, Qin Ying immediately understood.
The original owner of this body was really unlucky. The beautiful lady was right next to him, but he died on the wedding night?
In other words, Liu Yunxian was still a virgin!
When Qin Ying thought of this, his heart immediately became hot. He had a strong psychological ability and naturally a strong ability to accept. Since I have traveled through time, I will make the best of it.
Qin Ying threw Liu Yunxian down in one go, her arms full of warmth and tenderness, and his evil fire surged up. He laughed and said:
"I will compensate you now."
Liu Yunxian blushed, and she was a little afraid to look at Qin Ying. This kind of charming attitude of wanting to resist but also welcome completely ignited his blood.
When Qin Ying was about to shoot like a dragon, suddenly the anxious voice of the guards outside the palace came: "Your Highness, the envoys of Wei State are fighting with the Han Dynasty in Huanzhang Academy. You'd better go and have a look."
"The envoys of Wei State said that if they win this literary fight, they will need 100,000 cattle and horses and 300,000 stones of grain. Your Majesty also needs to select a prince to go to Wei State as a hostage!"
Qin Ying stopped moving and said with wide eyes: "What?"
After integrating the memory, Qin Ying knew that the empire here did not exist in the history of Blue Star, and it should be a parallel world.
On this continent, there are seven empires, collectively known as the Seven Hegemons of the Spring and Autumn Period. Wei State ranks first, and the Han Dynasty ranks seventh at the bottom.
In recent years, the territory of Wei State has been expanding and has invaded the border of Han State, and many people have been devastated by the war.
This time, a special envoy was sent to fight with literature and set up a bet.
The Han Dynasty was established by military force, and the literary world was weak. So far, no talented masters have appeared.
Qin Ying obtained all the memories of the original owner of the body. He was romantic, arrogant, and the youngest of the nine princes, but he caused the most trouble and was the most useless one.
If the literary battle fails, not only will the cattle and horses lose food, but who will the Han Emperor send to Wei State as a hostage? It must be the ninth prince Qin Ying.
A hostage is a political sacrifice. If he is sent there, he will be doomed.
Thinking of this, Qin Ying could no longer sit still.
He had just crossed over, and it was very likely that he would be sent as a hostage. How could he bear this?
"No, I can't lose anything in this literary battle!" Qin Ying looked fierce.
If he wanted to avoid becoming a political victim, he had to change the Han emperor's impression of him as soon as possible.
As for literary competition, isn't that a piece of cake for Qin Ying now?
He liked to study literature, Tang poetry, Song lyrics, music, and painting, and he was proficient in everything.
Wearing a golden robe, Qin Ying, led by the guards, went straight to Huanzhang Academy. As soon as he arrived at the gate, he heard a series of harsh and sarcastic voices coming from inside.
"Isn't Huanzhang Academy the highest institution of learning in the Han Dynasty? Aren't all the students and teachers all literati? How come you can't even answer a poem?"
"Han Emperor, this is only the first literary duel, are you helpless? The time limit is about to come. If you can't answer, then the Han Dynasty will lose."
"The civil and military officials of the Han Dynasty are all seeking fame, but they are not as good as a young lady from the Wei Dynasty. Hahaha, it's too embarrassing!"
In Huanzhang Academy, the envoys of the Wei Kingdom raised their heads, their noses turned up, and looked at the Han people in the hall with disdain.
Being ridiculed by the envoys of the Wei Kingdom, the civil and military officials in the hall were all blushing, their fists clenched, their teeth were broken with hatred, and their nails even pierced their palms, and drops of blood oozed out of their fingers.
Li Denggao, a talented scholar from the Wei Kingdom, dressed in green and holding a folding fan, smiled at Wei Zhiyan, the princess of the Wei Kingdom, and had already won.
The great Han Emperor Qin Mu sat at the head of the academy, his old face was extremely gloomy, and the mockery was like a sharp blade piercing his heart. With a glance, the Han Emperor said majestically: "President, please write a poem!"
"Your Majesty, please forgive me. It's not that I don't want to write a poem, but it's really..." The president of Huanzhang Academy fell to his knees with a plop, bowing his head in shame.
Seeing this, the Han Emperor twitched his mouth and looked at an old man in the crowd, "Grand Master! You are well-educated and can definitely help me solve my worries."
"I am afraid that I will fail the emperor's grace!" The Grand Master knelt down immediately, his old face flushed with shame.
"*ssh*l*! Is there really no one available in Huanzhang Academy? What's the point of me supporting you bunch of good-for-nothings!"
One by one, he was powerless to answer. With such an answer, the Han Emperor finally couldn't suppress his anger. With a dragon roar, the whole academy seemed to tremble.
"Han Emperor, this stick of incense is almost over. If no one answers, then you lose. You can't even pass the first level, and there is no need to compete for the rest."
Wei Zhiyan chuckled and said proudly.
The body of the Han Emperor was trembling under the dragon robe, and his face showed pain. He groaned helplessly: "Has the weakness of the Han literary world reached this point? We are bullied but powerless to resist."
"We deserve to die!"
Seeing the Han Emperor so sad, all the Han people in the hall knelt down, and there was a sound of shame, especially the people in Huanzhang Academy, who wished they could dig a pit and bury themselves on the spot.
As the highest institution of learning in the Han Dynasty, they
really have no face to face the world.
Seeing this, Wei Zhiyan's beautiful eyes were bright, and she said loudly: "Since the defeat is certain, please ask the Han Emperor to issue an order, and 100,000 cattle and horses plus 300,000 stones of grain will all belong to my Wei."
The Han Emperor took a deep breath, his face full of grief.
Three hundred thousand shi of grain is the entire harvest of the Han Dynasty for a whole year.
Cattle and horses are even more important labor.
The army cannot do without horses, and the people cannot do without cattle for farming.
One hundred thousand cattle and horses, this will empty the family's coffers!
Once this bet is exported, the Han Dynasty will not even be able to survive this year's cold winter.
If you don't agree, it will give Wei an excuse to play, and a million strong troops will attack the border, and the Han Dynasty will also die in an instant.
After a long silence, the Han Emperor finally endured the humiliation and grief, silently picked up the seal, and was about to stamp the imperial edict.
Seeing the Han Emperor's actions, Wei Zhiyan smiled, she didn't expect it to be so easy, it was too boring... At this time, a clear recitation suddenly came from outside the gate.
"I have read the records of the nine states of the world and chanted poems about the five lakes in the country.
The osmanthus tree in the palace was uprooted, and no one was allowed to pick a single branch."
"I concentrated my efforts on going up to the rooftop and saw Chang'e planting osmanthus.
I happened to see that the Guanghan Palace was not closed, so I brought the bright moon back."
Qin Ying strode into the hall and chanted poems loudly, attracting countless eyes in an instant.
Seeing that the visitor was Qin Ying, all the civil and military officials in the court were shocked.
After a while.
"Wonderful! Wonderful!"
The dean of Huanzhang Academy stood up tremblingly, his eyes widened like copper bells, and he shouted in disbelief: "The poem chanted by the ninth prince has a far better artistic conception than Li Denggao, and its momentum is beyond his reach!"
The dean's words made all the civil and military officials in the hall very happy, and they all clenched their fists and shouted excitedly.
Grand Tutor Chen Songtai's face was flushed. After silently reading it, he shouted in surprise: "It's not just that it's beyond comparison, its artistic conception and momentum are countless times more powerful!"
The poem that Li Denggao chanted was a poem of great talent, arrogant and unrestrained, saying that he wanted to monopolize the fame and not share a single cent with others.
But the poem that Qin Ying chanted reached the sky and competed with the fairy Guanghan for the moon. His spirit was not only great, but even unparalleled.
"Ying'er, which master taught you such a masterpiece? Why didn't you say so earlier if you had such a talent?"
The Han Emperor was also stunned for a moment, then his eyes flashed with brilliance, and he laughed heartily, and his heart, which had sunk to the bottom of the valley, rose again.
Then, the eighth prince Qin Zhou also stood up and echoed: "Ninth brother, you know such a talented master, why didn't you say so earlier? Introduce him quickly." "No matter who he is, as long as he can save the Han Dynasty today, I am willing to return to my hometown to herd cattle and sheep and give him the position of dean." Dean Song Henian said sincerely. "I must also reward such talents generously!" The Han emperor laughed so hard that his mouth almost cracked to the roots of his ears. He changed his previous decadent state. This feeling of surviving in a desperate situation was simply too refreshing and exciting. No one in the hall thought that this was done by Qin Ying. Qin Ying was confused. From the attitudes of these people, it can be seen how unpopular this ninth prince is. Even his biological father does not believe him. "There is no literary master to teach me." Qin Ying gritted his teeth and thought to himself, the literary masters of Blue Star, today I can only plagiarize you. He looked at the Han Emperor on the high platform and said loudly:
"This is what I wrote!"
The words fell.
The smile on the Han Emperor's face froze in an instant.
"Hahaha, I believe anyone in the Han Dynasty can write poems, but I don't believe a word of your poems, Qin Ying!"
Wei Zhiyan couldn't help but sneer, her eyes were full of disdain, and she snorted coldly: "Everyone in the world doesn't know that you, the Ninth Prince, are unlearned, dandy, and mediocre!"
Qin Ying looked at Wei Zhiyan. Although this woman had a bad mouth, she was really good-looking, with a melon-seed face, starry eyes, and a white dress that floated like a fairy. Her temperament was elegant and refined.
Li Denggao, a talented man in the Great Wei Dynasty, also smiled strangely and said: "The Ninth Prince is really courageous and humorous."
Seeing Qin Ying being ridiculed, the Han Emperor not only did not speak to help, but his face became gloomy and cold.
No one knows his son better than his father. How could he not know how good his youngest son is? He could never have made such a masterpiece.
Do you have to claim the credit of others as your own? It's simply embarrassing.
"Qin Ying, if you can write poetry, I will eat the soles of your shoes!"
"Me too, I'll eat a pair!"
"Hahaha!"
The envoys of Wei State laughed so hard that tears came out.
The sarcasm rained down, but Qin Ying laughed instead of getting angry.
"You all look down on me, so do you dare to bet?"
Wei Zhiyan said: "What bet?"
"If I lose the literary duel today, I will learn to bark like a dog in the palace! If I win, then ask the envoys of Wei State to bark in front of the dogs!"