patreon.com/Novel18
for Advance Chapter
"It's over. This is difficult. Since ancient times, those who have written books have all been saints and gentlemen. There are so many things that praise the virtues of gentlemen. They have already praised the temperament of gentlemen. No matter how hard we think, how can we compare with the great sages!"
The Minister of Rites shook his head, his face full of bitterness.
"Alas, Your Majesty, you've really shot yourself in the foot. Why are you being so polite? We should have asked the question first!"
The Minister of War, who had always been on good terms with the Eastern King and Emperor Wei, spoke angrily.
"God has truly blessed the Tatars. I never thought a Tatar woman could be so talented and ask such tricky questions!"
The Minister of Revenue, who has always advocated peace, also spoke out.
Yehenala listened to the ministers' words with a smug smile on his face. He looked at the empress and sneered, "Emperor of Daxia, it's already been a quarter of an hour? Can you guys in Daxia do it? Are you still waiting for this little eunuch? Haha..."
Prince Fan Tong chuckled and said, "I never thought that such a huge country like Great Xia would actually rely on a mere eunuch! This is truly...tsk tsk!"
"You guys in the Great Xia Kingdom are truly destitute. This eunuch only relied on his good fortune to have read a piece of absolute truth, and was able to defeat us by chance. Do you really think he's talented? Or that he could even write poetry?"
Yu Shinan, who had regained some of his composure, spoke with a sarcastic tone.
The Tatar delegation burst into laughter.
The empress's gaze fell on Lu Yun.
The same goes for Emperor Luoxi and Empress Dowager Sima Manying.
Lu Yun smiled slightly, looked at the beautiful Tatar princess teasingly, and said, "How do you know I only memorized one couplet? I can't recite another poem! Hehehe... Just listen carefully!"
As Lu Yun's voice fell, the entire noisy hall quieted down, and everyone looked at Lu Yun.
Confuse!
Laugh!
Disdain!
Shocked! Various looks lingered on Lu Yun.
"To do good is to be a gentleman, and a gentleman is to be righteous.
Those who do evil are villains, and villains are obsessed with profit.
Since what we think is different, how can good and evil be similar?
Righteousness and profit are two different paths, and their reasons and desires are different.
It's like eating and drinking, everyone has their own preferences.
The woman knows the difference between stench and fragrance.
Alas, between righteousness and profit, be careful not to lose your ambition.
Bei Ke has a saying about the law, which a gentleman should understand.
"this..."
"S…"
As Lu Yun's voice slowly fell, the entire hall fell silent.
Both the officials of the Great Xia Dynasty and the Tatar envoys were stunned.
Yu Shinan, who had a sarcastic look on his face just now, froze, and Prince Aisin Gioro Fan Tong was also stunned.
Princess Yehenara's pale and tender face was stunned, her mouth slightly opened, and her pink and smooth tongue could be vaguely seen.
In just a few words, the difference between a gentleman and a villain is vividly portrayed. A gentleman represents righteousness, while a villain represents profit. A gentleman is a refreshing fragrance, while a villain is a foul odor.
"Wonderful!"
Even the great Tatar scholar Yu Shinan couldn't help but admire him.
After hearing this, the Empress Dowager's gaze immediately fell on Lu Yun, with an inexplicable meaning flashing in her eyes.
The empress looked at Lu Yun with an even more complicated expression. She really couldn't understand how such a talented man could seduce a married woman and commit adultery in broad daylight in the South Study, doing such a foolish thing.
"This boy is really talented!"
Chen Zhiqing's face was full of admiration.
Di Luoxi's eyes turned into a pool of spring water, and he looked at Lu Yun obsessively.
Her plump body felt numb, and the two grape-sized nipples on her plump and towering breasts stood up. Hearing Lu Yun's voice, her long-lost body responded, her vagina twitched, and streams of love juice kept oozing out.
"A noble man is like a fragrant scent, while a villain is like a foul odor. Wonderful! Wonderful!"
The white-haired Minister of Rites shook his head, savored it, and said with admiration
"Is it really that good? I don't think so. It's just that the words are plain and simple, not fancy!"
The Minister of Revenue, who advocated peace, said with some disdain.
"Hey, Master Li!"
The Minister of Rites called out in a friendly voice, and the Minister of Revenue was overjoyed, feeling he had found a kindred spirit. But then he heard the Minister of Rites cursing, "You know shit!"
"you..."
The Minister of Revenue, Lord Li, was so embarrassed and angry that his face turned red. He pointed at the Minister of Rites and was speechless.
This eunuch is truly extremely talented!
How can we Tatars feel at ease if such talents stay in Daxia!
Looking at Lu Yun, Yehenara bit her lips lightly, her expression changing, and finally she smiled and said, "Not bad, not bad, but that's all!"
You are a bitch! You are so good at pretending, and you think you are good!
Lu Yun cursed inwardly.
The empress glanced at him. This little Yunzi's head was really full of dirty words!
"In that case, it's my turn to ask the questions!"
As Xiao Yunzi finished speaking, he heard the Minister of Revenue step forward and angrily shouted, "How dare you, you blundering slave! Don't think you're so great just because you won a round and composed a humble poem! How dare you go over your Majesty and set the question without authorization! I beg Your Majesty to execute this man!"
As soon as he said this, he instantly attracted the attention of everyone present.
But it wasn't praise. Instead, he was looked at as if he was an idiot.
You really don't think that the previous couplet and this poem were memorized from ancient books, do you?
You said you'd kill him, so you'll come to the competition? You have to guarantee a win!
The Empress was speechless, as were the members of the Tatar envoys. Where did this idiot come from? How did he get to the position of Minister of Revenue when he had no idea how to judge the situation?
After all, he was her own courtier, so the empress spoke: "Xiao Yunzi, you come and set the questions for me!"
"It's Your Majesty!"
Lu Yun thanked her, stood up straight, looked at the beautiful Tatar princess and continued, "Use the inkstone you often use to write poems and write a poem!"
Yehenara chuckled faintly and said, "You, a slave, are quite self-aware. You clearly know that you can't beat me, but you want to lose with dignity, so you use such a simple thing to pose a question. Listen carefully!"
"The tree at the head of my inkstone pond has blossoms with faint traces of ink!"
After Yehenara finished the first sentence, she felt something was wrong and her smug look stopped.
Oh no! Did this kid deliberately ask this question? The inkstone is simple to talk about, but the first two lines are about the inkstone, and the last two lines must be clear. If this ambition is not clear, then the poem is ruined!
"Great poem!"
The ignored Minister of Revenue exclaimed in praise after hearing the first two sentences.
"That's right!"
"I didn't expect this woman to have some talent. These two lines are just right. But I'll tell you the quality of this poem after the next stanza!"
The ministers also nodded.
But after a while, he did not listen to the next verses of the Tatar princess.
Seeing this, the corner of the empress's mouth twitched slightly, a beautiful arc appeared across her face, revealing her pure white teeth: "Have you thought of the following poem?"