Ma Xi smiled and squinted the wrinkles on his face like Duo Jiuyue's sex, squeezing his body and said: "Your Majesty, wise, there is indeed a masterpiece from Wanhuatai."
"Oh! Really? Read it quickly and listen."
"Dongfeng night, flowers and trees..."
"What are you reading, speak up."
Ma Xi was stunned for a moment, this is not because his voice is not loud enough! Obviously this Baohua is too noisy upstairs! Cheng Jie's old man arrested his secretary Lang Dishi! While coaxing this poem, I have to make amends, and at the same time I curse until it is so decent and insulting. The two waves of noisy are about to fight, and my own voice can't be heard no matter how loud it is! Besides, his voice is really too high, the voice can be unpleasant.
"Your Majesty, it's not that the voice of servants is not enough, it's really too noisy here!"
Wu Heng said: "Then you tell them to be quieter."
Dangdang... Outside the crowd, a beautiful board was struck by the purchasing power of a young eunuch.
The sound was crisp and sharp and penetrating, like a clear spring dripping from a mountain that instantly washed away the filth all over the house.
Everyone couldn't help being silent, looking blankly at Wu Heng, who was like the chief, this time he was overjoyed and your Majesty was angry
But seeing His Majesty beckoned to Ma Xi, Ma Xi smiled slightly, and continued to read: "East wind leaves thousands of trees at night. It blows down and the stars are like rain. The road is fragrant with BMW carving cars. The sound of phoenix flute moves, and the light of jade pots. Turn, fish and dragon dance overnight.
Moer snow willow golden strands. The laughter lingered and fragrant. People look for him thousands of Baidu. Suddenly looking back, the person was there, dimly lit. "
A wave of people listened to the clouds, mountains and mists, and a wave of people was photographed by the artistic conception of the words. It was difficult to extricate themselves, but fortunately, the hall was completely quiet now.
"Good words!" Linghu Deshuo, who has been keeping a low profile tonight, said suddenly: "Such a masterpiece, dare to ask your Majesty who made it?"
Wu Heng glanced at Ma Xi, and the latter knowingly held the whisk to Linghu Deshuo and said, "This sapphire case was made by Wu Hou on the Wanhua Platform today."
"Wu Hou? Wu Zhongling!"
Ma Xi smiled and said, "Exactly!"
Linghu Deshuo nodded and said again: "Good words!"
Cheng Jie poked his finger at Qin Lei beside him and said in a low voice, "Is this poem really good?"
Qin Lei pointed to the civil servants opposite and smiled: "You can see what they look like."
Wu Heng leaned forward as much as possible to reach Old Xia's and said, "Master Xia, what do you think of this term?"
Old Xia stroked his beard and smiled: "Just so-so!"
Wu Heng was taken aback, and then he smiled and said, "It's just that the last sentence suddenly looks back, but the man is in a dimly lit place. Although the mood is wonderful, it's just that the kid is a bit sad about writing this way! I'm still complaining that I didn't give it to him. Opportunity? Then what kind of opportunity do I have to give him?"
Old Xia smiled and said: "Maybe that kid doesn't mean what we thought it should be. Your Majesty, you forgot where was the person when that kid made this poem? I'm afraid you are really thinking about a certain girl, right!"
Wu Heng was taken aback, and then smiled: "If this is the case, then this good word is really lost."
Then Wu Heng instructed Ma Xi: "Go, call the boy. Today I am hosting a banquet here to enjoy the people, but the boy does not come, is it not for me to save face?"
Ma Xi smiled slightly, and immediately ordered the little eunuch under his hand to do the job. Not only Wu Heng was curious, but Ma Xi was also very curious in his heart. He was captured by the realm of this poem just like everyone else. But when I heard Xia Shi’s explanation, the strong contrast immediately made people feel a little bit curious. It's disgusting.
Just now I was still sighed by the Yijie in the poem, but when I heard that I was thinking of something wrong, isn't Wu Hou playing cute
Linghu Deshuo didn't even hear what Wu Heng and the others were talking about. He was surrounded by a group of people discussing this poem. He was also helpless! Where is there any time to listen to your Majesty and what they are talking about? But I want to come to discuss this sapphire case by Wu Zheng!
I have to say that Wu Zheng's name is really not a bad name. With his sapphire case today, I am afraid that there will be no more good poems on Wanhuatai.
It's just that Linghu Deshuo is a little curious, who exactly did Wu Zheng give this poem to? Who on earth is the nine girls on Wanhuatai who has such a blessing to get that kid's Qing Lai
Wu Heng also wanted to know that no matter who could get this poem, she was the one who made the top eight achievements of Tianyi tonight. All the year round, I only heard that the emperor gave marriages to his courtiers. How could I hear about courtiers serving as matchmakers for the emperor
Thinking of this, Wu Heng couldn't help but smiled meaningfully, but he happened to be seen by Xia Lao and asked... (End of this chapter)