Chapter 24 The Third Princess Wet Her Eyes

"It's over. This is difficult. Since ancient times, those who can write books are all saints and gentlemen. There are so many things that praise the virtues of gentlemen. The temperament of gentlemen has been praised. 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.

"Oh, Your Majesty, you are really shooting 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 King of the East king Wei, spoke angrily.

"God is really looking after the Tatars. I didn't expect that a Tatar woman would 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, a quarter of an hour has passed? Are you still waiting for this little eunuch? Haha..."

Prince Fan Tong laughed and said, "I didn't expect that such a huge country like Da Xia would actually want to rely on a small eunuch! This is really...tsk tsk!"

"You are really a nobody in the Great Xia Kingdom. This eunuch just relied on his good luck, so he was lucky enough to win over us. Do you really think he is talented? Can he write a poem?"

Yu Shinan, who had regained some of his composure, spoke with a sarcastic tone.

The Tatar delegation burst into laughter.

The empress's eyes fell on Lu Yun.

The same goes for di Luoxi and Empress Dowager Sima Manying.

Lu Yun smiled slightly, looked at the beautiful Tatar princess teasingly, and said: "How do you know that I only memorized a 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! And other looks lingered on Lu Yun.

"To do good is to be a gentleman, and a gentleman is to be righteous.

He who does evil is a villain, and a villain is obsessed with profit.

Since what we think are different, how can good and evil be the same?

Righteousness and profit are two different paths, and the reasons and desires are different.

It's like eating and drinking, everyone has different preferences.

The stench and the fragrance, a woman knows her taste.

Alas, between righteousness and profit, be careful not to lose your ambition.

Bei Ke has a saying about the law, which a gentleman should know. "

"this..."

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 on his face, and Prince Fan Tong was also stunned.

Princess Yehenara's pale and tender face was stunned. Her mouth was slightly open, 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 talented man could seduce a married woman, commit adultery in broad daylight in the South Study, and do such a foolish thing.

"This boy is very talented!"

Chen Zhiqing's face was full of admiration.

Di Luoxi's eyes turned into a pool of spring water as he looked at Lu Yun obsessively.

Her plump body felt numb, and the two grape-sized nipples on her full and tall breasts stood up. Hearing Lu Yun's voice, her long-lost body responded, her vagina twitched, and streams of love juice kept oozing out.

"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 not fancy!"

The Minister of Revenue, who advocated peace, said with some disdain.

"Hey, Lord Li!"

The Minister of Rites called out to him cordially, and the Minister of Revenue was overjoyed. He felt that he had found someone who shared the same feelings, but he heard the Minister of Rites scold him.

"You don't know a 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 it's just that!"

You are a bitch! You are so good at pretending, this is not bad!

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 soon as Xiao Yunzi finished speaking, he heard the Minister of Revenue stand up and angrily scolded: "You bold slave, how dare you come up! Don't think that you are great just because you won a game and wrote a few poems. How dare you set questions without authorization! I request your majesty to kill 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 would kill him, will you come to this competition? You have to win for sure!

The empress was speechless, and so were the people from the Tatar envoys. Where did this idiot come from? How did he get to the position of Minister of Revenue when he didn't know how to judge the situation?

After all, he was her own courtier, so the empress spoke up: "Xiao Yunzi, you come up with the questions for me!"

"Yes, 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 to write a poem!"

Yehenala smiled faintly and said, "You, a slave, are quite self-aware. You know you can't beat me, and you want to lose with dignity, so you use such a simple thing to set the question. Listen carefully!"

"The tree at the head of my inkstone-washing pond has flowers blooming with faint traces of ink!"

After Yehenara finished the first sentence, he felt something was wrong and his smug look stopped.

Oh no!

Did this guy ask this question on purpose?

It sounds simple to talk about the inkstone, but the first two sentences are about the inkstone, and the last two sentences must have clear words. But if this ambition is not clear, then the poem is ruined!

"Good poem!"

The ignored Minister of Revenue exclaimed in praise after hearing the first two sentences.

"Yes!"

"I didn't expect this woman to have some talent. These two lines are just right. But let's listen to the next verses to judge whether this poem is good or bad!..."

The ministers also nodded.

But after a while, he did not listen to the next verses of the Tatar princess.

Seeing this, the corners of the empress mouth twitched slightly, drawing a beautiful arc, revealing her white teeth: "Have you thought of the following poem?"