Empress: Living In The Mountains, My Daughter Praised Me As A God

"Don't do it? How can this be done? People can't stand without faith! Ling'er is an honest child. If he says ten steps and ten poems, he must do it!"

Zhu Zhishan's retreat did not make Chu Ling'er feel any softer.

Her father taught her from an early age that when farming, you must root out the weeds and never be soft-hearted. She has always kept this in mind.

If you dare to be aggressive with my beautiful godmother, how can Ling'er make things easier for you?

Chu Ling'er's eyes were solemn, and with a bit of murderous intent that she had practiced after killing sheep, she took a step forward again!

Poems mixed with murderous intent came out of his mouth!

"When autumn comes on September 8th, I will kill hundreds of flowers after they bloom!"

"The incense formation soaring to the sky penetrates Lin'an, and the city is filled with golden armor!"

Lin'an is the capital of Huoling Kingdom, and Chu Ling'er slightly changed the original Chang'an.

After all...you can't step on your mother's Chang'an, right?

As soon as the poem came out, a terrifying murderous intention appeared out of thin air. The scene in front of everyone's eyes changed, and they were on the battlefield, with an endless army on the opposite side.

Every soldier was wearing golden armor and rushed towards them without fear of death.

They wanted to escape, but they couldn't escape, and Zhu Zhishan was the key person to take care of.

Ninety percent of the golden-armored army with overwhelming blood and spears in their hands attacked him.

Zhu Zhishan’s expression changed dramatically!

Before he could struggle, dozens of spears were pierced through his body. Not only that, they even pulled them out and continued to pierce him...

He thrust...and thrust... repeatedly, and when he was done, he even wiped the blood on his clothes. It was really heartbreaking!

Zhu Zhishan didn't know how long he had been experiencing it, but the pain made him want to die and almost fainted, as if someone was really stabbing him.

He felt like his whole body was riddled with holes.

Even if a hundred girls put together, they can't have as many holes as him.

After an unknown amount of time, his blood seemed to drain away, and then the soldiers spat on him and disappeared.

Only then did everyone have to return to the hall!

"How is it? Do you admit defeat? The princess has written ten poems, and the incense has only burned less than half."

"If you think it's not enough, can I give you ten more songs?"

Chu Ling'er's voice sounded in the hall.

Everyone who came back to their senses took a look at the still burning incense, with horror written all over their faces!

"Hiss! Ten steps and ten poems! The capital is enough to be handed down from generation to generation. Your Highness the Princess really did it! I thought she was bragging, but I didn't expect she is really awesome!"

"And... this poem has such a murderous intent! It's unprecedented. I stood in the corner of the battlefield and was trembling. If it weren't for the kind of murderous god on the bloody battlefield, it would be impossible to have such a strong murderous intent!"

"Damn! The princess is so fast. Before I even had time to copy those poems, I was held down and stabbed by those men in golden armor!"

"It's nothing more than poking. You don't know how to pick a place to poke. Who's going to poke someone in the crotch? It really pisses me off. The princess's poem is much better than Zhu Zhishan's. I want to frame it and hang it at home!"

"Tsk tsk! You are worthy of being my master, Gu Yanwu! I thought that I would be invincible if I could write a poem in seven steps, but I didn't expect... there are ten steps and ten poems, and I feel that Master still has some energy left! Master, you are all If he is so strong, how powerful should my master be?"

Listening to everyone's discussion, Zhu Zhishan knew that he had completely fallen off the altar today.

The poems I wrote in a short period of time were just passable, but this little girl...each of her poems could be called a quatrain!

How to compare? What to compare with?

His current situation is the same as when he pulled Gu Yanwu from the altar decades ago.

Everyone's admiration for him has completely transferred to Chu Ling'er.

"Pfft!"

Seeing the honor he had built his entire life being lost, Zhu Zhishan's blood spurted out in front of him.

The whole person knelt on the ground languidly, as if he had lost all his strength.

"Ten steps...ten poems! You really...did it..."

Zhu Zhishan's eyes were empty and he felt that the whole world was gray.

Although the artistic conception could not hurt his body, it hurt his soul. Coupled with everyone's cynicism, Zhu Zhishan had lost the courage to live.

Chu Ling'er raised her head proudly and looked at him with her little hands on her hips.

"How about it? Do you want to admit defeat?"

"I..." Zhu Zhishan raised his head feebly, and when he was hesitating, he found Huo Yunxi and the others next to him winking crazily at him.

"Get up! Don't admit defeat. If you dare to admit defeat, you will not only lose your life, but you will also be an eternal sinner of our Fire Spirit Kingdom! I will write you into the annals of history, and you will be infamy for thousands of years!"

"At that time, your descendants will be reviled by others!"

Huo Yunxi didn't care what kind of blow Zhu Zhishan suffered, she only knew that Zhu Zhishan was her dog from the Fire Spirit Kingdom, and once he gave up, the two countries would lose the land of the four states!

Adding up the front and back, the entire country's territory was directly reduced by a quarter! This was unacceptable to her.

Hearing this, Zhu Zhishan, who was originally in despair, suddenly turned around and looked at Huo Yunxi and the others in disbelief.

My heart instantly felt extremely cold!

He risked his life for them, and in the end...received such a reward?

Huo Yunxi's words were undoubtedly the straw that broke the camel's back.

Zhu Zhishan took a deep breath and turned to look at Chu Ling'er.

"I... give in! No matter in terms of the quality or speed of your poems, you are far better than me. I wish Zhishan will be convinced!"

"Zhu Zhishan, how dare you!" Huo Yunxi's expression changed drastically, and he roared fiercely.

But Zhu Zhishan turned a deaf ear.

"Humph! How can you possibly win against me? Famous teachers produce great disciples. My father is the best in literature. How can I be inferior as his daughter?"

"By the way, where's the bet? It's time for you to honor the territory you promised my mother, right?"

Chu Ling'er retreated to Liu Qingxue and looked at him proudly.

Zhu Zhishan's eyes were dim, and there was no light left to live on.

"You have to ask them for the reward! Also...can I ask, who is your father? Does this poem have a name?"

"Could it be... Tang Bohu? Calculating her age, his daughter should be about the same age. I really can't think of anyone else whose poetry level is as high as this."

When asked by Zhu Zhishan, Chu Ling'er stood up proudly, pointed to the sky and the ground, and shouted loudly with a smile.

"I heard my father say it! When he was in the literary world, his pen name was Li Bai! The courtesy name is Taibai!"

"People give me the nickname Poet Immortal! As for the name of the poem..."Fu Di Hou Fu Ju"!"

Hearing this, Li Chunfeng on the side was stunned: "Ling'er, isn't your father nicknamed Jiujianxian? Why does he have another name?"

Chu Ling'er squinted her eyes and waved her hand: "Oh! One is a pen name, and the other is a martial name! My father said that if you are wandering in the world, you need a few more vests to keep you safe!"

Everyone:......

Zhu Zhishan nodded and muttered over and over again.

"Li Taibai...Li Taibai!"

"Zhu has never heard of it. I didn't expect there to be such a strange person. Sure enough, there is someone out there!"

"Shixian? If he can teach a daughter like you, he can indeed take on the responsibility! If you don't give me the title of Empress Fu Ju, okay, okay!"

Zhu Zhishan said as he staggered towards the entrance of the hall.

Under everyone's gaze, Zhu Zhishan raised his head and roared to the sky!

"Oh my God! If you are born white, why should you be born in the mountains? Pfft..."

I thought that all my life's efforts were in vain and ended up like this.

Zhu Zhishan, a great figure in the literary world, was so angry that he vomited several mouthfuls of blood from his heart and died!

For a moment, the hall fell into dead silence, and everyone looked at each other.

They never expected that a great talent who had dominated the literary world for decades would be pulled down from the altar by an eight-year-old child and end up like this!

If word spreads... I'm afraid it will cause a huge earthquake in the literary world, right?

Seeing the originally majestic and high-spirited Zhu Zhishan die, the chief of staff felt a bit sad in his heart.

Huo Yunxi's words before also made him feel chilled, and he couldn't help but ask himself.

If he loses his use value, will he be regarded as an abandoned son?

At this moment, Wei Chuanchang couldn't help but make plans for his future.

"Princess Guantao, the representatives of your two countries have already admitted defeat. Is it time to fulfill the contract and give me the land of two states from one country?"

Huo Yunxi smiled and took a few steps back, his expression extremely ugly.

"I will definitely fulfill this contract. Before that, do you dare to fight again? This time I will fight couplets, and the bet is the land of the four states!"

Liu Qingxue was not afraid of the other party cheating on her, after all, she had made a contract with heaven.

"Oh? If the two princesses lose again, then you two countries will lose half of their territory!"

"Huh! So what, I don't believe it. Our two countries can lose again and again!"

"If you want to win against me, you have to see if your Majesty has the strength!"

Huo Yunxi's eyes were sharp and he directly placed a big bet.

But she didn't panic, she had a killer at her side.

Liu Qingxue didn't want to gamble anymore. She had won enough this time. If she continued to gamble and lost, everything would be in vain.

The right answer is to accept it as soon as it is good!

"I'm sorry, I don't..."

Before she finished speaking, Chu Ling'er beside her covered her red lips and whispered in her ear.

"Mom! Bet! Couplet Ling'er... can do it too!"