The princes stood up and took turns saying congratulatory words.
When it was this prince's turn, he deliberately slowed down for a moment before standing up.
The atmosphere suddenly dropped.
As if he didn't notice, he said slowly: "Congratulations to Emperor Xiang. Everyone has said the congratulations. Now that I'm here, I wish this child to be capable of literature and martial arts, and to be able to read poetry and books. He will not only be able to campaign."
As soon as the words came out, everyone else's expressions changed.
Everyone can hear the implication.
It seems like a blessing, but it's actually ironic.
The expressions of Xiang Kunlun's four wives did not change much, because these people didn't know, but they knew a lot.
On weekdays, Xiang Kunlun would chat with them, and during the conversation, he would tell them many poems and songs.
The four women are all talented women. Whenever they compete with Xiang Kunlun in reciting poems, they are always defeated.
They were unconvinced and suffered repeated defeats.
Finally, I have to admire Xiang Kunlun and ask why he wrote so many poems.
Xiang Kunlun smiled mysteriously: "Actually, I also borrowed things from others, and they are not all my own. I just apply what I have learned."
In any case, he also had nine years of compulsory education. Those Tang poems and Song lyrics, unlike geography, were not returned to the Chinese teacher.
Now that he heard what the prince said, Xiang Kunlun stood up calmly.
He was too lazy to talk nonsense with such a person and asked directly: "Oh? You mean to say that I am just a common man who knows how to fight, rude and barbaric, and I don't know anything else, right?"
The prince did not admit or deny, he just smiled and said nothing.
Others secretly thought, aren't they seeking death
They all waited for the next second. Xiang Kunlun was furious with Long Yan and directly pulled the man out and chopped him.
Unexpectedly, instead of being angry, Xiang Kunlun walked directly in front of him.
"Since you said that I have no culture, do you dare to compare with me?"
Everyone was stunned. What kind of trouble is the emperor going to make
In front of so many people, the princes certainly couldn't give in.
He agreed on the spot: "Beat. What if the emperor loses?"
"Then I am announcing to the whole world that I am an uneducated common man who only knows how to fight recklessly."
The people nearby hurriedly came forward to persuade him.
"Your Majesty, this man is obviously drunk and talks drunkenly. Your Majesty, please don't argue with him."
Xiang Kunlun raised a hand to stop what he was about to say.
"What if you lose?"
The princes were stunned for a moment, not even considering the possibility that they would lose.
He laughed three times: "If I lose, I will let the emperor do whatever he wants."
After speaking, he bowed and said, "Your Majesty, please come first."
Xiang Kunlun lowered his head and saw the wine in the glass, and thought for a moment: "In that case, how about using wine as a proposition?"
The princes agreed.
Xiang Kunlun searched quickly in his brain and quickly found a bunch of poems about wine.
"We are all full of joy, strong and full of joy, and want to go up to the blue sky to embrace the bright moon. Cut off the water with a knife and the water will flow again, and raise a cup to relieve sorrow and sorrow."
Everyone's mouths opened in an "O" shape, and the provocative prince almost had his jaw dropped.
He couldn't believe that such words came from Xiang Kunlun's mouth.
"This, how is this possible?"
He murmured to himself: "Raise a glass to relieve your sorrow, which will make you even more sorrowful."
A few short sentences, if you read them carefully, you will find that they have such indescribable charm and artistic conception.
Xiang Kunlun said leisurely: "Now, it's your turn."
The princes broke into cold sweat at that time. He had no words in his mind, but no matter which sentence he came up with, it pales in comparison with Xiang Kunlun's.
He stammered and picked the best one: "Look at the moon and drink wine, and talk happily over the wine. The love of lovesickness is like wine overflowing."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard disdainful laughter from the people around him.
He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, but he still couldn't believe that Xiang Kunlun could say such a good poem.
"Your Majesty, why don't we do it again with flowers as the theme?"
Xiang Kunlun didn't mind at all and said he was willing to come as many times as he wanted. Whether it was best of two out of three games or best of three out of five games, he would stay with him until the end.
When the princes saw Xiang Kunlun being so confident, they felt more and more guilty.
"You go first this time."
The princes calmed down and said: "The flowers are like beautiful women. When you look at them, you will be very excited. When you hear them, you will go there happily."
Comparing flowers to beauties is a flattering act.
The princes thought to themselves, if you collide with me, I will be slightly better.
What else can flowers be compared to? It depends on how you say it.
Xiang Kunlun didn't take long to think, and blurted out directly: "The north wind blows the white grass on the ground, and the sky is full of snow in August. Suddenly, a spring breeze comes overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloom."
I don’t know how long the silence lasted, but someone shouted first: "Wonderful! Comparing snowflakes to pear blossoms, such an artistic conception! How wonderful!"
The prince's legs went weak and he collapsed on the ground, knowing that he was completely defeated.
Xiang Kunlun sat on the dragon chair and looked at him condescendingly.
"I can tell you a lot of poems about flowers casually. Do you want to listen to them again?"
"Three or two branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo are the duck's prophet when the water in the spring river is warm."
"The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are exceptionally red."
None of the princes could say a word.
Sun Shangxiang and others took the lead in applauding. They were not surprised that Xiang Kunlun could win, it was already expected.
Xiang Kunlun felt secretly happy. Sure enough, being able to slap someone in the face was a super satisfying thing.
He had not forgotten the bet the two of them had made before.
"Now that you have lost, how do you want me to punish you?"
The princes knelt on the ground tremblingly, trembling all over, waiting for Xiang Kunlun to pronounce his sentence.
Xiang Kunlun smiled and asked Zhen Jiang next to him: "Jiang'er, tell me."
Zhen Jiang thought for a while: "Just in time, someone came to tell me two days ago that there are more and more chickens and ducks in the farm, and it is almost impossible to manage them."
"Then, why not let him help, it will only take a month or two."
Xiang Kunlun smiled and nodded, this method is really good.
"I have decided to send you to the breeding farm to help, what do you think?"
How could the princes dare to say "no"? Even though they felt humiliated, they could only nod in agreement.
Next, Xiang Kunlun and others continued to sing and dance to celebrate the little prince's 100th day.
Cai Wenji walked quietly to Xiang Kunlun: "Husband, if Wenji hadn't heard it with her own ears, I really wouldn't have believed that my husband was so powerful."
She was the last to arrive and didn't often listen to Xiang Kunlun reciting poems and writing poems. She only heard Xiang Kunlun reciting poetry once in a while and thought she had received Zhuge Liang's guidance.
Today, it was an eye-opener for her.
"Wen Ji truly admires her husband."
Xiang Kunlun smiled and said nothing. If you memorize many Tang poems and Song lyrics, you can open your mouth.
(End of chapter)