Advent of the Heavenly Demon

Ni Kun followed Zhou Yan into the banquet hall full of guests and noticed Princess Changle on the main seat at first glance.

That is a big beauty with bright eyes, white skin and rich body, like a ripe sweet peach, giving people a feeling of fullness and juiciness.

She sits on the low couch diagonally, showing her hands and nodding, smiling and listening to the scholars talking.

Even if she is quiet and silent, her bright and graceful temperament seems to exude a moving halo, which makes it impossible to ignore her existence anyway.

Rao is based on Ni Kun's experience as a transmigrator. When he saw Princess Changle, he couldn't help but startled slightly and looked at her more.

It wasn’t until the two Princess Changle’s sides, with a deep breath, a back of a tiger and waist of a bear, a woman who was about the same height as Ni Kun, cast him a cold glance, that he was slightly smiled, looking away slightly.

The two women with stronger physique than waiting men should be the orphan secret guards trained by the Imperial Family since childhood with the secret technique, and they are both Martial Saints of the Great Accomplishment of "washing the marrow and exchanging blood".

They themselves did not put much pressure on Ni Kun.

But the weapons they both carried-the long sword on the woman's waist on the left hand and the short spear on the woman's back on the right hand made Ni Kun feel like a thorn on her back.

"Great Zhou Imperial Family since the Qi Refiner era inheritance, is there still a bit of lingering Divine Weapon sword? I feel that it can threaten my fleshy body... Although the two heroines even hold Divine Weapon may not be able to hit me, but God knows whether the Divine Weapon blade left by Qi Refiner has the ability to automatically find and track enemies.

"Su Li is occasionally reliable. The Great Zhou Imperial Family really has a deep background. It’s really undesirable to forcibly break into the Imperial Palace..."

When Ni Kun pondered in his heart.

Zhou Yan had already walked to the seat of Princess Changle and told her I reported a few words in a low voice.

After listening to Zhou Yan’s report, Princess Changle sat up slightly and looked towards Ni Kun.

I saw Ni Kun’s heroic and tall look, Princess had bright eyes Suddenly it lightened slightly, and the corners of his lips showed a smile, nodded to him, gently patted his palms.

The noise in the hall suddenly calmed down.

All the guests, They all looked at Princess intently.

"Everyone, this one is a scholar from Xiang Prefecture, Ni Kun Young Master Ni. "

Princess personally introduced Ni Kun to the guests with a clear and beautiful voice:

"Young Master Ni made a willow poem when he boarded the ship. I think it is the most outstanding poem of today's banquet. "

Earth China, there are countless ancient poems.

I don’t know how many poetry Li Bai wrote in his life. There are more than 900 poems handed down, and few people can memorize them. Lu You's life There are thousands of poems, and I’m afraid that few people have seen the catalog. Literati’s poems at banquets are mostly limericks, and have no value in spreading.

Wing Liu can be spread from the Tang Dynasty to the 21st. In the century, the famous poems left over from the gold rush in the sands are naturally the first in this small essay banquet.

Listening to Princess Changle admiring Ni Kun’s poems so much, you can also see that he is chic, tall, upright, and energetic. In the hall, there was a sudden roar, and there was a low noise.

In this brief moment, Ni Kun keenly noticed that at least a dozen eyes full of jealousy, without the slightest concealment. Staring at him.

The rest of the eyes, even though they are not so intensely jealous, are full of doubts, dissatisfaction, and contempt.

The circles in the capital have always been the most exclusive.

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Today and the guests at the banquet are all scholars from the capital, and many of them are of noble origin. How can you afford a country bumpkin from Xiang Prefecture?

Especially Ni Kun wears plain clothes with a waist There is no decent jade pendant, and the folding fan in his hand is not a masterpiece. It is clearly a low-born scholar.

A trifling, a poor countryman, why is it so respected by His Highness the Great Crown Princess?

Just because he has a good leather bag?

In this brief moment, Ni Kun has become the public enemy of almost all guests.

At this time, Princess's family Ling Zhou Yan, at the signal of Princess Changle, recited the willow poem copied by Ni Kun full of emotions.

Most of the scholars in the hall are still a little real.

After listening to this poem, after a little Grade 1 review, I know that this is indeed the first masterpiece, and I really can’t find the angle of attack for a while.

Even if you don’t have any ink in your chest, it depends on your family background.

The straw bag that came in, seeing this poem was first praised by Princess. A few scholars who usually have several points of literary name are all frowned at this time. They don’t say a word, and they don’t mean to point out accusations, so they are all cleverly. I suppressed my temper and didn’t rush out to attack.

For a while, in the banquet hall, it quieted down.

No matter what the scholars who are jealous of Ni Kun, neither Dare to boasted shamelessly in front of Princess and accuse Ni Kun of this poem Shit doesn't make sense.

However, as long as you have the intention to attack and suppress, you can always find an angle.

Quiet for a while, just listening to a chuckle, a young scholar with brocade flowery clothed leisurely said:

"Young Master Ni, this poem of chanting willows, is indeed a masterpiece. Listen. Commander Zhou said, Young Master Ni was just looking at the weeping willows on the lakeshore, but after a few breaths, he wrote this poem on the spot?

"Such a poetic talent is really admirable. I don’t know if Young Master Ni still has good works. It shows the excitement of today’s banquet and cocktail party. Is it helpful for everyone and Her Highness the Princess? "

Poetry is a thing that emphasizes a timely response.

It cannot be said that it is the spring of March, when you face the bare plum tree, you suddenly come to a song of chanting plum. Also. It can’t be said that everyone is drinking and having fun, and you suddenly come up with a poem of mourning and complaining.

Of course, you can write whatever you want when you are hot and drunk. What, if you are not afraid of death, you can write an anti-poem.

But now everyone is still awake?

You Ni Kun have this poetry talent, so you have Princess Changle. Praise, please write a poem to persuade wine on the spot, isn’t it too much?

This Chinese scholar first recognized Ni Kun as a poetic talent, praised him, and then made such a request, with his own intentions Extremely insidious.

If Ni Kun can’t make a poem to persuade wine that is at least not worse than the poem of chanting willows, then you can say it.

"Yes, Young Master Ni After watching the willows for a few breaths, he made a poem of chanting willows, which was praised as the best today by Her Highness the Princess. With this talent, Trifling is a poem to persuade Young Master Ni. "

"That is, Her Highness the Princess is full of praise for Young Master Ni's poetic talent, presumably Young Master Ni doesn't want to disappoint Her Highness the Princess, right? "

"Why is Young Master Ni still stunned?" Her Highness the Princess and all the guests in the room are waiting for Young Master Ni's poems! "

"Everyone, don't force Young Master Ni. I heard that some poets have no poetry without drinking. Young Master Ni has just come in and has not yet taken a seat. He hasn't touched the wine, maybe he has not yet brewed poetry. I am willing to pour wine for Young Master Ni..."

The scholars have ulterior motives, and one after another booed, they want to put Ni Kun on the fire.

Princess Changle smiled and gave a smile. I looked at Ni Kun with interest, and didn't stop speaking out, I don’t know what the intention was.

Facing the crowd booing.

Ni Kun hands behind ones back, in the Zhuoli hall With a smile that is neither salty nor indifferent, I haven't said a word for a long time.

Seeing him like this, everyone in the hall just said that he can't write poems on the spot, and it's just a brace right now. Oneself stubbornly hold on, and the speech becomes more intense for a while.

"Young Master Ni, why not say a word? Could it be that you can't write poems? "

"Eh, you can't say that. Young Master Ni observes the willow for a few breaths, and then composes the willow chant. With his poetic talent, why can't he even make a poem to persuade him to drink? Unless it is... Young Master Ni learned that Her Highness the Princess was hosting a banquet at Dawn Moon Pond, and there were no invitations, and wanted to get ahead in front of Princess, so he bought a poem for a big price and used it as a stepping stone. Mixed into the banquet......"

"Brother is over. I think Young Master Ni is extraordinary, not like that kind of person. Besides, look at his clothes, how can he afford to buy good poems? Can't write a poem to persuade wine at the moment, maybe because the time is too hasty? Give him more time to consider, he should be able to make a poem..."

In the crowd or malicious, or mystifying roar.

Princess Changle sees Ni Kun for a long time Saying, as if to be silent for a long time, the smile on the corners of his lips could not help but gradually fade, and the look in his interested eyes gradually became dull.

At this time, Ni Kun, who had been silent for a long time, looked at the first before. The Chinese scholar who questioned loudly said indifferently:

"Dare to ask this man his name? "

The Chinese suit scholar smiled and said proudly:

"Han Lin, my father Han Siyuan. "

Han Siyuan, the prime minister of Great Zhou, was already under one person when the first emperor was in power, above ten thousand people.

When the son became the throne today, he was still young, Without being in power, Han Siyuan’s power has become more and more swollen for a while.

As Han Siyuan’s third child, Han Lin’s talents are far inferior to his elder brother and second brother, and his temperament is also arrogant and supercilious. However, he is always smart and good at disguising. On the surface, it seems harmless to humans and animals, but in fact it is extremely sinister and vicious.

He always loves Princess Changle, even though Princess Changle is 20 out of 20 this year. He is four or five years older, and he also wants to be a Princess attached to a horse and an emperor's uncle.

In his own view, as long as he is willing to work hard to pursue his family, he is definitely expected to marry Princess Changle. .

So seeing Princess Changle admiring Ni Kun, and Ni Kun's appearance is truly extraordinary, I am extremely resentful of Ni Kun in my heart, I want to step on him in the mud, so he calmly talked and laughed In the meantime, I dug a hole for Ni Kun.

Look at the situation right now, this poor Xiang Prefecture scholar, I'm afraid there is no rush.

That song of chanting willows Either it is the work of his life’s hard work, but it has not been published, and it is waiting to be used as a stepping stone for occasions like today, or it is simply bought with money-even though Ni Kun looks like, I’m afraid I can’t afford to buy one. A masterpiece of silver.

At this moment.

Seeing that Ni Kun seems to be embarrassed, and will soon be exposed, falling into the mud, Han Lin can’t help being filled with the superiority of a winner, his eyes are full of Glancing at Ni Kun:

"Brother Ni will not be able to gain a foothold in the capital after today. Hearing this Han's advice, it is not easy to live as a teacher in Beijing. If Brother Ni returns to his hometown as soon as possible, he can farm with peace of mind. Well, looking at Brother Ni's appearance, he seems to be very miserable. Maybe he didn't even have enough to return to his hometown? this Han would like to offer twelve fine silver to support brother Ni one or two. "

Ni Kun squinted his eyes slightly, and said lightly:

"Ni had a personal rule. He would write one poem a day at most, but if there is more, he will not. But today Brother Han is so kind, Ni is disrespectful, so he specially wrote a poem for Brother Han, and listened well—"

while speaking, Ni Kun looked around the banquet hall horizontally, and everyone in the hall In the gazes of contempt, disdain, contempt, and sarcasm, the guests stared at Han Lin under Princess Changle's beautiful eyes, which had revived a little more interest, and chanted: "Hundred Refinements" The needles are upside down and the cloth is upside down. The eyes are on the buttocks, only the clothes and the clothes are not recognized. "

There was a moment of silence in the hall, and then there was an uproar.

Princess family commander Zhou Yan widened his eyes and closed his mouth, with a strange face.

Princess Changle was overwhelmed with joy. , Pu chi yelled, and laughed out loud.

Han Lin first started, tasted for a while, after recollection, when Princess Changle laughed, he was suddenly embarrassed and couldn’t hold the city anymore. , Pointed at Ni Kun and screamed:

"How much is such a courtesy!" As a scholar, you actually made such a vulgar word, you Xiang Prefecture untouchable..."

Ni Kun rolled his eyes:

"The mouse has a body, but no one. present. Human being rude, Hu Budun died [Why don't you die soon]? "

Han Lin was in a daze again, face turned red, and his fingers pointing at Ni Kun were shaking:

"You, you, Her Highness the Princess face to face, How dare you be so rude? "

Ni Kun hands behind ones back, faintly said:

"For Her Highness the Princess, Ni respects herself. But as for you, Brother Han... The trifling villain who judges heights by his clothes is also worthy to chatter in front of me? "

Princess Changle was still laughing. After listening to Ni Kun's words, he looked at him as if he was not salty or salty, but in fact he looked proud and muttered to himself:

" I haven't seen how respectful you are to this palace..."

bang!

A middle-aged scholar slapped the table heavily and said angrily:

" Ni Kun, Young Master Han is the son of Han Sang, you better respect it! "

An old man with white beard and hair, vagueness said:

"Young Master Ni, youngster, don't be too arrogant, you will suffer a lot! "

Han Lin’s father, Han Siyuan, is the prime minister with power in the world, and most of them are running dogs and hawks. Han Lin is naturally not short of help.

And facing these The accusation of the two people, Ni Kun only glanced at them sideways, and said lightly: "The Dapeng rises in the same wind every day, soaring for 90,000 miles! If the wind breaks down from time to time, it can still shake the water. When the world sees my constant tune, they all sneer when they hear the words. Human Sovereign can still be fearful of future generations, and her husband is still young! "

Listening to his poem, the two middle-aged and elderly scholars who spoke to accuse him were dumbfounded and flushed with irritability.

Among the other scholars, those who knew the goods were also silent. Even if you don’t know the goods, when you see Ni Kun, even Han Lin dared to scold, so naturally he didn’t dare to stand out again.

And Princess Changle is eyes shined, murmured in her mouth:

"Big Peng rose with the same wind in one day, soaring for ninety thousand miles... so courageous! "

At this time, Ni Kun looked across the banquet hall again, and said lightly:

"Do you want to listen to the poem to persuade you to drink?" Not to mention, now that the rules are broken today, I will ask you to open your eyes! "

After finishing speaking, I strode to a table, picked up a wine jar, patted the mud seal, and walked to Han Lin, who was flushed with anger, and the wine jar leaned forward. Pour the whole jar of wine on Han Lin's head and drench him thoroughly from head to toe. This was when Han Lin screamed, chanting:

"See how, Dahezhi The water comes up from the sky, Entering the ocean, never to return. ……"

At this moment, in Ni Kun's heart, only worship the poetry fairy.

Li Bai, the eternal god!

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All the guests in the hall were stunned.

Zhou Yan took paper and pen, and took Dragon Snake to write down the verses chanted by Ni Kun.

Princess Changle Unconsciously, her hands clenched the armrests, a pair of wonderful eyes, staring at Ni Kun without blinking.

At this moment, the focus in the banquet hall completely shifted to Ni Kun.

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