The Great Wilderness Helping His Wife

Zhao Hao smiled slightly, and immediately took a step forward.

step!

Two steps!

Three steps!

From the beginning to the end, his eyes never left Ning Wanli, and there was a warm smile on his handsome face, but combined with his past, this smile seemed a little weird.

Everyone was amazed, could it be that this dude really wanted to write a poem in seven steps?

In the past, the poems he made were all passed down from the brothel, and no one knew how he made them.

If it is really the seven steps above the court to form a poem, maybe it will really become a good story.

Even Ning Wanli couldn't help showing a look of anticipation, wanting to see what kind of poems he could make within seven steps.

Five steps!

Six steps!

Seven steps!

There is only a short distance between the two, and they can even clearly see every pore on the other's face.

Zhao Hao couldn't help but praise secretly in his heart, he couldn't see any flaws at such a close distance. The folk rumors about the role of Ning Wanli seemed to be true. During this marriage, countless powerful sons and even many princes racked their brains to compose poems. Not without reason.

He opened his mouth slowly: "Su Yue has a small waist, but it hurts the spring. Under the shadow of sparse plum blossoms, the evening makeup is new. What does she look like, a wisp of light cloud."

As soon as the words came out, everyone cheered up. I can't say how amazing it was, but there was already a fragrant and lazy beauty in my mind.

The picture is very strong, and some are over the top.

It is obviously Zhao Hao's long-standing style. Although it is a bit menglang here, the delicate and graceful words are enough to make people let go of their prejudices.

Even Ning Wanli's eyes were filled with emotion.

And Zhao Wudi's confidence doubled. He couldn't understand a single word of this passage. It seemed that Hao'er was going to come up with another shocking masterpiece.

Zhao Hao couldn't help smiling slightly, this is the masterpiece of Li Qingzhao, a master of erotic poetry, how could it be that the level is not high?

He pondered for a moment, and then continued: "The song moved the vermilion lips skillfully, and the words are charming and angry. The peach blossoms are deep and open to Tianjin. Looking at the moon in the night of Yaotai, I will send it back to the wheel."

As soon as Xia Que came out, everyone was shocked, and everyone held their breath and dared not speak.

The first two sentences are still plausible, and the image of a shy girl is vivid on the paper.

But what the hell is behind it?

Peach blossom deep diameter one Tongjin?

Words are good words!

But Zhao Hao, you really dare!

Jiang Zheng's smile suddenly froze on his face, and Zhao Dingbian's face darkened, and he lowered his head slightly with his right hand resting on his forehead.

For a while, the Hall of Supreme Harmony was eerily quiet.

The more this was the case, the more excited Zhao Wudi was. He couldn't understand a single word of the queer words.

Seeing the scene of silence all over the court, he became more and more determined in his opinion.

Standing up suddenly, he praised loudly: "My son is a great talent!"

Everyone: "???"

Ah this...

All these erotic poems are equipped with a fan?

You father and son discussed it well?

Now, the literati accompanying Qi Guo could no longer sit still.

Fu Gui stood up first, pointed at Zhao Hao's nose and cursed: "Zhao Hao! I thought you were also an elegant person, but I didn't expect you to make such dirty words to tarnish my Princess Qi. You must apologize, Otherwise, this matter is not over!"

Originally, Ning Wanli was also stunned by the words, but when she heard Fu Gui's words of condemnation, she immediately frowned, and reprimanded sharply: "Shut up! Mr. Zhao is a literary genius, so what if he is more flirtatious? If you are more You can't bear the crime of destroying the goodness of Huang Qi!"

Fu Gui was stunned, his eyes full of puzzlement.

Ning Wanli looked at Zhao Hao: "Forgive me, Mr. Zhao, these two words are very good, but Wanli has not yet left the cabinet, and this time it is a banquet between the two countries, so it is not good to spread it! So Wanli Boldly, I would like to ask Mr. Zhao to compose another song, I don't know if it is possible!"

Now Zhao Hao became more and more confused.

Are you not angry?

There is something wrong with Ning Wanli!

Chapter 5 Eternal Famous Poetry, Rewarded as Son-in-Law

The atmosphere in the Hall of Supreme Harmony is somewhat delicate.

Zhao Wudi stayed there for a long time, and after a while he felt that something was wrong, while everyone's eyes were away from him, he quickly sat down and asked in a low voice: "Father! Didn't Hao'er write this word well?"

Zhao Dingbian lowered his eyes, didn't speak, just snorted.

Zhao Wudi scratched his head in embarrassment, and could only sit back and figure it out for himself. Although he didn't understand the meaning of the poem, seeing Fu Gui's reaction, it seemed that Hao'er was... playing hooligans?

Wouldn't it be embarrassing for me to stand up and shout "My son is a great talent"?

How proud he was just now, how shameless he is now.

Zhao Wudi rubbed his face.

hiss……

Hot!

On the dragon chair, Jiang Zheng showed an intriguing smile on his face, and said, "Zhao Hao, your queer words are indeed brilliant, but Wanli is a princess of a country after all, so it would be disrespectful to spread it. Since Wanli Li gave you a chance to do it all over again, so take advantage of it!"

Zhao Hao was silent for a while, then bowed slightly and said, "Yes, Grandpa Emperor!"

The reason for the silence was not because he hesitated to write another song, but because when Jiang Zheng was talking just now, some changes occurred in his body.

He closed his eyes and immediately fell into a state of inner vision.

One must know that in this world only warriors above the fifth rank can look inside, he has never practiced martial arts, there is no real energy in his body, and his dantian is also empty.