The tyrant empress is my wife, I am invincible and have been hiding

"Ugh……"

Ye Feng saw Li Xun and others coming one after another, wanting to compete with him in poetry writing.

I couldn't help but shake my head and sigh helplessly.

I really don't want to bully you guys?

Don’t you really have no idea in your hearts?

Your attainments in poetry are really not good enough to compare with others.

He is the epitome of nine years of compulsory education.

In the previous life, China was probably just a casual thought by a three-year-old kid.

Can anyone beat you up?

Now let’s compete with them in poetry.

Isn't this pure bullying?

"Huh? Why are you sighing? Are you afraid to compete?"

Su Hong stared at Ye Feng with gritted teeth.

He was the eldest son of the Su family in Nanjun and the newly crowned top scholar of the Song Dynasty, but he was frightened by Ye Feng and collapsed to the ground.

If the news gets back to the Su family.

Wouldn't he become a laughing stock?

No matter what, we have to win back a city.

At today's banquet, Li Xun wanted to embarrass Ye Feng.

He was afraid that Ye Feng would not agree to Su Hong's competition.

"If you are a dignified king who is afraid to compete, just say it out loud and admit that you are no match for him."

"It's not shameful to lose to Su Hong. He is the new top scholar of the Song Dynasty."

Li Xun said lightly.

Everyone can hear that there is something else behind his words.

Ye Feng laughed: "Men can say anything, but they must never say they are incompetent!"

"So, you agree to compete?"

Su Hong asked excitedly after hearing this.

"It's not difficult to get me to agree to a contest." Ye Feng folded his arms and said, "Since it's a contest, there must be some bargaining chips."

Li Xun laughed and stood up.

"What do you want to bet on?"

Since the founding of the Song Dynasty, the Su family has been a prominent and scholarly family.

He has been influenced by various cultures since he was a child.

Su Hong didn't expect Ye Feng to be so ignorant of his own limitations and dare to gamble with him.

"If you lose, you will get one million taels of silver and one hundred thousand taels of gold!"

Ye Feng said it lightly.

Hua Hua Hua...

As soon as these words came out, the scene was in an uproar.

This is no small amount.

Even though the Su family is a prominent family in the Song Dynasty, they may not be able to come up with so much gold and silver.

"This Zhenguojun is very cunning. He knows that he is no match for Su Hong, so he deliberately raises the stakes, hoping that Su Hong will not dare to gamble with him."

"You are talking nonsense. Su Hong is the new champion, and the Su family is a famous family with a scholarly background. There are not many people in the Song Dynasty who can compare with him in poetry writing."

"Ye Feng is famous in the Wei Dynasty for his ruthless and merciless methods. He is not good at poetry and songs, so naturally he will not compete with Su Hong."

Everyone was talking about it.

I feel that Ye Feng is deliberately raising the stakes.

As a result, Su Hong didn't dare to bet with him.

Su Hong gnashed his teeth, stared at Ye Feng fiercely, and said: "You know that I can't afford so much gold and silver, so you say such a bargaining chip. You don't dare to compete with me in poetry at all."

"Love gambling, don't gamble!"

Ye Feng wiped his mouth, held the Emperor's Sword, stood up, and clasped his fists towards Li Xun: "Thank you for the hospitality, Master Li. I am well fed and well-drinking. It is really comfortable."

He turned around and was about to leave.

Dashan and Lao Huang had eaten almost the same amount, so they followed.

Li Xun frowned, wondering if he let Ye Feng leave like this.

Then the plan to suppress Ye Feng planned today would fail.

He nodded to Su Hong, indicating that he agreed.

Seeing Li Xun's approval, Su Hong gritted his teeth and said to Ye Feng's back, "Stop... I'm going to make a bet with you, but what if you lose?"

Ye Feng looked at the Emperor's Sword in his hand.

"If I lose, this Emperor's Sword will be given to you."

Li Xun laughed and said maliciously: "The King of Zhenguo is probably trying to change his bargaining chips. Losing the Emperor's Sword is a capital crime with the family exterminated..."

Everyone couldn't help but sigh inwardly that Li Xun was indeed the only son of Prime Minister Li Lipu.

The means are cruel.

This will not only bring shame to Ye Feng, but also kill Ye Feng!

"How do you want to compete?"

Ye Feng could naturally see that Li Xun wanted to kill him.

pity.

He was destined to be disappointed.

Li Xun was obviously well prepared.

An old man came up from a distance. He had a thin face but looked a bit like a scholar. He smiled and said, "I am Su Sheng, a scholar of the Imperial Academy of the Song Dynasty. I think I have some knowledge in poetry."

"I will give you questions and be your judge."

As a scholar of the Hanlin Academy, Su Sheng was very dissatisfied with Zhao Qiuyan, who handed over the Eighteen Cities of Yanyun to the Wei Dynasty for no reason, only to get such a discarded pawn in return, and also rewarded him with the Emperor's Sword and made him the King of the State.

Therefore.

When Li Xun invited him to Fenghuaxueyue, he agreed without any hesitation.

"Please ask Mr. Su to give us the questions!"

When Su Hong saw that the referee was Su Sheng, he was very proud and confident of winning.

Su Sheng is also from the Su family in Nanjun.

The most important thing is that Su Sheng knows very well what Su Hong is good at.

There will definitely be some deviation in the questions.

Many people thought that Ye Feng would not agree to let Su Sheng be the referee, but they did not expect that Ye Feng would fold his hands, lean there, and wait quietly for Su Sheng to ask the questions.

"Jinling City has a long history and profound cultural heritage. I would like to ask the two of you to take Jinling City as the theme and improvise on the spot for half an hour to compose a poem!" Su Sheng said slowly.

He was well aware of Su Hong's talent, especially his ability to sing praises of the city of Jinling. Every poem or article he wrote would cause quite a stir.

"Your Majesty... Su Sheng is clearly bullying us. He knows full well that Su Hong is best at describing the city of Jinling." Lady Xinling said indignantly.

Zhao Qiuyan smiled faintly and said, "I think Mr. Ye is really amazing. It's just an emperor's sword, right? If he loses, then he loses. I can just give him a new one, right?"

"what……"

Madam Xinling finally came to her senses and looked at the romantic Ye Feng not far away. She couldn't help but mutter, "This Mr. Ye really has a lot of little tricks up his sleeve."

Just as Your Majesty said, as long as Your Majesty is willing, you can reward as much of this Emperor's Sword as you want. It will be useless even if you lose and give it to Su Hong!

That is the Emperor's Sword, and it does not have the Emperor's edict.

If Su Hong dared to use the Emperor's Sword, it would be tantamount to deceiving the emperor and committing treason.

Without the symbol of imperial power, the Emperor's Sword is just an ordinary sword.

Worthless.

"Your Majesty's command!"

Lady Xinling was secretly delighted.

She found that His Majesty the Emperor seemed to have started thinking.

This seems to be the beginning of a change.

……

"Miss, in my opinion, Ye Feng is not that good. He was provoked into agreeing to compete by a few words from others. He is not calm at all."

Granny Yu stood with the woman in red.

She also couldn't understand what the charm of the abandoned child of the Wei Dynasty was.

Isn't it just that he's handsome?

It’s not enough to make my own lady pay so much attention to it.

"What value does a sword without an imperial decree have?"

Murong Wan'er's red skirt fluttered in the wind.

"what……"

Granny Yu also reacted and was a little surprised.

No wonder Ye Feng agreed so readily.

……

"Zhen Guojun will definitely lose today. This question is tailor-made for Su Hong."

"Having lost the Emperor's Sword, Ye Feng is afraid that he will not be able to survive in the Song Dynasty."

"Li Xun is worthy of being the Prime Minister's only son. He can easily get rid of Ye Feng."

After hearing the question, no one thought that Ye Feng could beat Su Hong.

……

Su Hong held his chin with both hands, thinking hard.

He kept shaking his head.

He kept mumbling something in his mouth, but he couldn't make up his mind.

"Do you like Guanyin... sitting... or 69?"

"With your figure, I think it might be nice for Guanyin to sit... on you..."

"Giggle..."

Only then did everyone discover.

I don’t know when Ye Feng walked to the side, and a few prostitutes were surrounding him with smiles on their faces, talking about their nightlife.

The prostitutes were so amused that they laughed half-covered and their bodies trembled.

It can be said to be a sea of ​​white.

"Absurd, absurd, absurd!"

When Su Sheng saw Ye Feng, he not only did not write a poem.

Instead, he was chatting enthusiastically with the prostitute.

I don’t know if it’s jealousy, but I’m definitely jealous of Ye Feng’s handsomeness.

He was so angry that he said three ridiculous things in succession.

"I think this Zhenguojun is just a pervert, and he can only deceive a love-naive person like Your Majesty."

"I think he just makes a living by his looks."

"You know nothing. Relying on your looks is also a skill."

Many people watched this scene and laughed.

They all felt that Ye Feng knew he was going to lose, so he might as well just give up.

“My poem is done!”

After about ten minutes, Su Hong stood there with great confidence, looking in the direction of Ye Feng. His expression was full of contempt and ridicule. It was ridiculous that he dared to compete with himself.

"I wonder how your poem is going, Lord Zhenguo?"

Su Sheng wished that Ye Feng would get out of the Song Dynasty as soon as possible.

It's really embarrassing.

Especially, he just heard Ye Feng say something about Guanyin... sitting...

莲！

I felt extremely angry.

Because he is old and weak and can no longer work.

"It's done!"

Ye Feng answered casually.

No one believed it at all.

Su Sheng said sarcastically, "I want to hear the masterpiece of the Lord of the State!"

"Let him go first!"

Ye Feng pointed at Su Hong and smiled.

"it is good!"

Su Hong couldn't wait any longer and immediately began to recite: "The title of my poem is Ode to the Seizure of the Emperor's Sword in Jinling City!"

"Good! Good! This topic is very straightforward and straightforward!"

Su Sheng clapped his hands and cheered, and the others also nodded.

As Su Hong finished reciting the poem.

"As expected of the new top scholar, you are really amazing."

"In such a short time, they have created such a poem. The Su family is worthy of their reputation."

"Ye Feng will definitely become a laughing stock of the Song Dynasty."

Everyone couldn't help but admire.

Su Hong looked at Ye Feng with a proud look on his face and said, "It's your turn!"

"Stop at Qinhuai!"

When Ye Feng heard the question, he already had the answer.

Isn’t the current Song Dynasty similar to the late Tang Dynasty in China’s past?

"Hahaha...stay at Qinhuai? This is the Song Dynasty, not the Qin Dynasty. You are going to make me laugh to death."

When Su Hong heard the question, he couldn't help but make a sarcastic remark.

Only Ye Feng stood there.

The breeze blew his robe and it fluttered in the wind.

Only then did everyone discover.

At this moment, Ye Feng exudes a very strong aura.

"so hot!"

"I want to sleep with him!"

"I'll give him money and ask him to sleep with me, okay?"

"I'll pay ten ounces of silver..."

"I'll give you fifty taels..."

Many prostitutes couldn't help but look infatuated.

He is such a serious man, so handsome.

Especially men who are handsome and serious, they are so handsome that they are charming.

"Smoke cages cold water and moon cages sand, and moored in Qinhuai at night near the restaurant."

As Ye Feng recited the first sentence, Su Hong's laughter stopped abruptly. He opened his mouth wide, able to suppress his fear, and his mind was filled with this poem.

The sarcasm and contempt on Su Sheng's face turned into unspeakable complex emotions.

Just this sentence.

Ye Feng has already won.

but.

He was looking forward to the next sentence even more.