"Huh?"

Wu Zetian said in a deep voice: "Why don't you want to? ”

Pei explained: "I hope Your Majesty will forgive you, Weichen's sword dance is different from Gongsun Youniang. Her sword dance is a woman's dance, more than beautiful, but not murderous. Iron swords, wooden swords, and bamboo swords can also be used. But Weichen's sword dance is a man's dance. To achieve the best results, it is necessary not only to use the sword dedicated to the micro-minister, but also to use a real bow and arrow. Your Majesty has the grace of reinvention for Wechen, how dare Wechen not do his best to repay? However, if Weichen used an iron sword and a bow and arrow, he was worried about disturbing the holy driver. Therefore, Weichen was in a dilemma and was unwilling to dance. ”

Wall Dragon Chai Yunrui sneered; "What is the old man? Aren't you just worried that you are suspected of assassinating Your Majesty with a real sword and a real sword? Hmph, with the old man here, even if you really do the stabbing, you don't want to hurt half of Your Majesty's hair! ”

Wu Zetian didn't think that Pei Youxing might stab himself, and said: "I allow you to dance with an iron sword and a real bow!" ”

Pei knelt on the ground and said, "Your Majesty trusts Weichen so much, Weichen dares not to do his best?" ”

Immediately, Pei Jiang's long clothes flashed off, revealing a strong suit, carrying a long bow on his back, holding a sword, and dancing up.

Gongsun Youniang cooperated with him tacitly, and later brought those dozens of dancing girls to join.

Such a dance represents the highest achievement of dance at this time, it is really: "Ten thousand people sweat for the rain, eight hundred for it", "the wind is born, the electricity goes away in the Tongting, Ye Ye Ming changes, and the thunder goes in the Tongting." Yin and Ming change, and the spirit monster leaves the hunt! ”

The audience was amazed, and they didn't even dare to come out of the atmosphere, lest they miss any of their actions.

At the end of the dance, Pei and Gongsun Youniang sang at the same time: "Yaoxiong's sword clears the border dust, and Weirong Yixi leads the guests." A prostitute with a light skirt ~ a woman, a talented person with long sleeves? ”

Bold and wild, it makes people's hearts boil, I just want to draw my sword and get up, make meritorious contributions, but the king's confidants, and win the name before and after my death.

After a dance, the audience applauded like thunder.

Wu Zetian was also very happy and said: "Pei Aiqing's dance is the first in the world, and it deserves its name." I have such a talented person in Da Zhou, and it is the fault of the prime minister to go to the court. ”

There was no way, Wu Sansi had to lead the team of prime ministers, knelt on the ground in unison, and said, "Weichen is a capital crime." ”

Wu Zetian waved his hand and said, "It's just that there is a mistake, but it's not guilty." Ladies and gentlemen, what official position do you think I should give Pei Aiqing? ”

Wu San thought and said: "Why don't you crown him as the captain of the Seventh Rank Zhiguo?" ”

Wu Zetian frowned and said, "It's a seven-rank official, it's too small!" ”

Wu Sansi couldn't help but roll his eyes secretly, and thought to himself, what is small? This Pei used to be a white body, and he didn't make any contributions, giving him a nine-rank official is considered to be green smoke on his ancestral grave.

However, despite thinking so, Wu Sansi's face did not dare to express it, and said: "Grace is from above, then what kind of position does Your Majesty think Pei should be awarded?" ”

"I thought it was ...... Let's give him a guerrilla general of the fifth grade. ”

Pei Fuzhi was in his heart, and hurriedly knocked on the bricks and nails, and said: "Weichen thanks Lord Longen, and is willing to die for His Majesty!" ”

He was grateful, and people had to pinch their noses to admit what else they could say.

At this moment, Gongsun Youniang's beautiful eyes flashed, and she had an idea, and said: "Your Majesty, Shizun and the slave family danced at the same time, and he got a five-grade official, what about the slave family?" ”

"You? Then reward twenty taels of gold and twenty pieces of brocade. ”

"I don't want it!"

"Huh?" Wu Zetian's face sank, and he said: "I have become a constitution, could it be that you, a little woman, still have to bargain with me?" ”

"The slave family doesn't dare, it's just ...... It's just ......" While speaking, Gongsun Youniang Xiafei's cheeks flew up.

Wu Zetian was puzzled: "Just what?" ”

"It's just that the slave family and Cui Jian are in love, but their identities are incompatible, and it is difficult to become husband and wife. I wonder if Your Majesty can make an order to give the slave family a name and marry Cui Jianzheng? ”

"This ......"

Cui Ying is Wu Zetian's favorite minister and facilitates his marriage, but Wu Zetian has nothing to be reluctant to. However, this grandson and young lady were born in Qing~Lou, and Cui Ying is already a third-grade official residence at a young age, can he be willing?

Wu Zetian looked at Cui Geng hesitantly and said, "Cui Aiqing, what do you think?" ”

Cui Geng and Gongsun Youniang glanced at each other, nodded, knelt on the ground, and said, "Please fulfill Your Majesty." ”

"Cui Aiqing, you have thought clearly. With your current status and identity, I don't know how many dignitaries and nobles are willing to marry you, even if you marry a golden branch and jade leaf, it is no problem. Now, I ask you again, would you like to marry your grandson and young lady? ”

Cui Geng kowtowed heavily again, and said, "Weichen has made up his mind, please fulfill Your Majesty."

"Okay, since Cui Aiqing is interested, how can I not be an adult? Wan'er, the proposed purpose, Feng Gongsun Youniang is: Mrs. Yongkang County, rank three products, and choose a day to marry Cui Ying, the supervisor of the Shaofu. ”

"Yes!"

Shangguan Wan'er brushed a little bit, and a piece of music was written in an instant.

Later, the feast officially began.

Under the instruction of Wu Zetian, the ministers were not formal, staggered, drank openly, and let loose the wreckage.

Cui Ying, who is in the limelight today, is naturally suspected of becoming the focus of today.

Okay, not to mention the promotion of the saint, today he married a beautiful daughter-in-law, this is really a good thing in the world for him to occupy, how can it not make people envious, jealous and hateful?

So, everyone worked together to pour him wine.

Cui Geng saw that the atmosphere was almost over, touched the pill, and prepared to swallow it.

At this moment, suddenly a good thing happened: "I have heard Cui Jianzheng's poems for a long time, I don't know if I can make another poem after drinking so much?" ”

Cui Geng laughed and said, "Why not? But I don't know what the topic is? ”

"Today, General Pei and Gongsun Niangzi's sword dance is superb, let's take this as the theme."

"This ......"

Cui Geng thought carefully about the records of later generations, and couldn't help frowning secretly: There are many poems in Zanpei, but most of them were given by him after he became an official. There are many sentences in these poems that praise his merits, which are neither emotional nor circumstantial.

What can I do?

However, he thought about it again and was relieved: Hehe, what's wrong with not having a suitable poem? Who am I? Cui Ying! Since we're leaving, let's play big!

Thinking of this, Cui Geng pretended to be confused, shook his head, but couldn't recite, and delayed: "Get a pen and paper!" ”

After a while, the four treasures of the study room were already placed.

However, he took the pen and meditated, but he still refused to ink.

This time, many people saw the clue and teased: "Cui Jianzheng, you are proud of officialdom, frustrated in the literary field, and exhausted in literary thinking, right?" ”

"Cui Jian Zhengjiang Lang is all right!"

"Qing's colorful pen, has it already been returned to the gods?"

……

In the ridicule of everyone, Cui Geng did not show any fear, and said; "What? Do you really think that this prison is not able to make wonderful poems? I'll tell you, it's not that I can't, it's that my boots can't! ”

Then, as soon as he lifted his foot, he said, "Which of you can speak...... Belch...... Gao Lishi's father-in-law took off his boots for this prison, and I can write good poems! ”

Hearing this, many people thought to themselves: It seems that Cui Ying has really drunk too much! If you can't make poetry, you can't do it, anyway, you'll be a third-grade official, and it's harmless. However, it is too unwise for you to prevaricate with "let Colliers grind ink".

Who is Colliers? Your Majesty's personal eunuch. Phew! You're such a big face! People are dedicated to serving His Majesty, and you let him serve you? What do you want to do? To be an emperor?

"......" suddenly, no one took a stubble.

Seeing the atmosphere at the scene, Gao Lishi said with a smile: "What? Eunuch Cui wants the miscellaneous family to serve? I'm fine, the miscellaneous family is to serve people's lives, but I don't know ...... You can't afford it. ”

After finishing speaking, he stepped forward and took off Cui Geng's boots.

However, without Wensi, it is useless to take off your boots.

Cui Geng picked up his pen for a long time and found a reason: "It's still not good, this ink is dry." Only by asking Ye Guogong to polish the ink, can the supervisor write poetry. ”

I rub!

You're going crazy!

Zhang Changzong frowned and said: "Cui Jianzheng, if you are drunk, go back to rest, don't do this poem." ”

"Ah, no!" Gao Lishi saw that Cui Geng gave him a look, and hurriedly said: "The miscellaneous family thinks that Cui Jian is very sober." Ye Guogong, didn't Cui Jianzheng just save your life? The life-saving benefactor let you grind the ink, and did he wronged you? ”

After a pause, he said: "The boots of the miscellaneous family have been taken off, and you don't grind the ink, do you look down on the miscellaneous family, a person who is left behind in prison?" ”

"Okay."

Zhang Changzong was so squeezed by Gao Lishi that he couldn't help it, so he came to Cui Geng, grinding the ink hatefully, and reprimanded in a low voice: "Why didn't I know, your grandson was drunk and going crazy, and I wouldn't let you drink it if I knew it." Tomorrow you wake up, and the official will settle accounts with you again! ”

"......" Cui Geng's eyes were confused, but he just ignored it.

In a few moments, the ink has been polished.

People with good deeds continued to squeeze and said: "Cui Jianzheng, Lux takes off his boots, Changzong grinds ink, your limelight today is really unique." Even after a thousand years, it should be able to become a good story. However, there is a prerequisite for this, and that is that your poems must be well written! Now, there's no reason for you to shirk it, right? ”

"Why?" Cui Geng said shamelessly: "I haven't drunk enough of the wine in this prison, but I can't make good poems!" ”

The man was so angry that he sneered: "Cui Jianzheng, if you expect to drink a few more jars of wine, you will pour it on the spot, it's not very clever!" Now that the boots are in place and the ink is worn out, can you still not write? ”

"Who said the prisoner was going to pretend to be drunk? If you let me drink three more glasses of wine, I'll be writing poetry right away! But ......" Cui Geng looked at Wu Zetian and said, "I want the jar of wine in front of Your Majesty!" ”

Wu Zetian had always been optimistic about Cui Ying, but he didn't expect this person to be so drunk and immoral. She had the heart to teach Cui Ying a lesson, and signaled: "Give it to him!" ”

"Whoa!"

Gao Lishi held most of the good Mulan Chun on the altar, came to Cui Geng's face, and said, "Drink it, drink it to make poetry." I want to see what other reasons you can find this time! ”

……

……

At the same time, an extremely resentful gaze in the distance was looking at Cui Geng. This person is Li Ying, who wore a seven-grade official robe and blended into the palace with the help of Li Longji.

Seeing Cui Ying so arrogant and uninhibited, he couldn't help but sink in his heart, and secretly thought: If this person is really Cui Geng's words, he is so in the limelight today, obviously he doesn't remember the consequences at all. Other words...... He's ready to run away! If I hadn't exposed him today, I'm afraid I wouldn't have had a chance again.

What an unwillingness!

How could it be so coincidental, at this moment, a little eunuch walked up to his side and said, "The king of Linzi asked the slave maid to send you a message: Cui Geng has left Chengdu and his whereabouts are unknown." ”

Then the little eunuch hurried away.

Well, now is it!

Although he was only eighty percent sure, Li Xiu couldn't wait.

He moved forward step by step, and made a plan in his heart: Later, I will pour a jar of wine on your Cui Geng's face. In this way, your disguise technique will inevitably be flawed.

Hehe, no edict is allowed to return to Beijing without reason, and change the name to deceive the Holy Bow. Cui Ying, I want to see how you die this time!

The more Li Xiu thought about it, the more beautiful he became, and he walked forward slowly, and heard Cui Geng say, "Okay, good wine!" Your Majesty's wine is good, and the prison is flourishing. That's it, I won't write it, just read it out. The first sentence: The sword at the waist is seven stars. ”

Li Xiu continued to move forward, only a zhang away from Cui Geng, only to hear Cui Geng read: "The second sentence: Carved bow on the arm of a hundred battle honors." ”

Li Xiu grabbed a jar of wine, and only listened to Cui Gengnian: "The third sentence is ......"

Ha ha! Cui Erlang, you're going to die this time!

Li Xiu was ecstatic in his heart, and he was ready to spill the wine in his hand!