No. 23 writes poetry for you

  It's been less than a month and two people have already died in Bowl Mountain, including the leader (actually three if you count me). The atmosphere is really gloomy. Even though we're not particular about formalities, there haven't been any big celebrations recently. When we do eat and drink together, it's just a few of us privately, on a very small scale.

  Unexpectedly, Qin Wang Li Shimin, who had already revealed his identity, followed us back to Wanzi Mountain with a carefree attitude, seemingly reluctant to return to the imperial city.

  I roughly know the reason for this. But whether it is the real reason or not, I don't know and I also dare not ask.

  I quietly asked Nie Qiuyuan: "Brother, you say, Qin Wang seems like a clever person too, how come he dares to mix with our group of mountain bandits? That time when he went alone to the Unknowing Hall, the suspicion hadn't been washed away yet, isn't he afraid of danger?"

  "Danger?" My calm and collected brother smiled faintly. "Didn't you notice? Unknowingly, after we entered Chun Tang, there were over 500 assassins hiding in the courtyard."

  I was shocked. Fortunately, I didn't know, or else I would have been worried to death! Nie Qiuyuan really had a calm temperament, and all the things that happened seemed normal to him, without any sign of abnormality on his face.

  No wonder the King of Qin took a liking to him. In life, it's all about acting skills!

  The king of Qin is leaving tomorrow, so today we had a small gathering to see him off.

  After drinking two cups, Li Shimin said somewhat despondently: "This time, I came out to clear my mind, met you guys, and it felt like old times, my heart is relaxed and happy. But now, after all, it can't be the same as before."

  This is natural, with different identities, we live in your Li family's world, how can we not show you three points of respect?

  Nie Qiuyuan said: "From now on, if the world is at peace, there will naturally be no more bandits. We won't be enemies with Mu brother."

  He still called the King of Qin "Elder Brother", not only respecting his wish to travel incognito, but also showing an attitude that was neither humble nor arrogant. However, this statement is somewhat ambiguous in its stance: if there is peace, there will be no bandits, but what if it doesn't turn out well and there is no peace?

  Li Shimin was a broad-minded person and only smiled slightly: "I also have a bandit background, so I naturally know why there are bandits in this world. The world is at peace, good people don't need to become outlaws, it's also my wish."

  The topic became heavy and affected the joyful atmosphere of the banquet, so Lu Daquan timely suggested that they might as well recite poems and drink to orders, seeking some fun.

  This joke-like proposal made the atmosphere even more awkward, because everyone present was actually not good at reciting poetry or composing verses.

  Later, after the test of history, among those present, except for one who became an emperor, the rest all became masters of detective cases. Just imagine Sherlock Holmes, Hercule Poirot, Judge Dee, Columbo and Kogoro Mouri sitting at a table writing poetry, you can understand how ridiculous this proposal is.

  The person in front of me will soon be the emperor, leaving a good impression on him is equivalent to having an ultra-luxurious protective umbrella in this world, which is very important. I think at this time only I can stand up and save the situation, because I successfully recalled the emergency plan that has been tried and tested in crossing over, it's absolutely foolproof.

  That is, reciting poems from the Tang Dynasty onwards!

  The person in front of me is a great and wise ruler, a good emperor who will be remembered for centuries to come. Someone like that must have grand ambitions in their heart. So, the two songs I love the most, "Ten Years of Life and Death" and "When Will the Bright Moon Appear", are not suitable. They're either too sentimental or too melancholic. I decisively chose the third option, which is more popular.

  "Fireflies... I have always admired the literary and military talents of Your Highness, today, inspired by the scenery, I wish to present a humble poem in front of you, reciting one verse, dedicated to Your Highness..."

  His Highness was startled, raised his head and smiled at me with a smile. Luo Dachun was also startled, raised his head to look at me, and his chin dropped down. Nie Qiuyuan was not surprised, he didn't even raise his head, truly calm.

  "Oh, these days, I didn't know about the young lady... Well, thank you first."

  It is indeed a wise king who is good at winning people over, and his words are extremely careful. During the period in Bowl Mountain, he has never heard him use self-titles such as "This King", not even to a young woman.

  I stood up shyly, bowed slightly, and began to recite:

  "Northern scenery, a thousand miles of ice and snow, ten thousand miles of drifting snow. Looking at the Great Wall inside and out, only desolation remains; on the great river, the surging waters are suddenly lost. The mountains dance with silver snakes, the plains gallop with wax elephants, as if competing with the heavens for height. On a clear day, watch the red sedan chairs wrapped in white, exceptionally enchanting."

  "Rivers and mountains are so beautiful, attracting countless heroes to bow down. Alas, Qin Emperor and Han Wu, slightly inferior in literary talent..."

  When I got here, I did something that made me admire myself very much - I slammed on the brakes in time.

  "Tang Zong Song Zu, slightly inferior! Who is Nima talking about? The master is standing right in front of me, am I not asking for death?"

  "What a great poem!!! Isn't it finished yet??? Why didn't you recite it??? The momentum is overwhelming!!!!! It doesn't seem to be written by a girl's hand!!!!!!"

  The King of Qin was indeed enchanted, and the super high-level meaning in it must have resonated with him, so much so that his speech became a bit like a loud cry.

  As expected, when it comes to Tang Taizong Li Shimin, reciting poetry is still the best way!

  It's just...

  I coughed lightly twice.

  Alas, the Qin Emperor and Han Wu, slightly inferior in literary elegance... The Wei lord and Wu marquis, somewhat surpassed in talent. A generation of heaven's proud ones, Genghis Khan, only knew how to shoot eagles with a bow. All are gone, let us look at today's heroes!

  Li Shimin and Luo Dachun applauded at the same time, praising for a long time, then raised a string of sharp questions.

  What kind of style is this?

  "Why is it that during the Great Heat season, scenes evoke emotions, and yet it's a snowy scene?"

  "A generation of heroes, Genghis Khan, who is it..."

  I almost vomited blood. Please, can't you have some detective professionalism...

  Finally, I don't know if this thing is true or not

  How I got through it doesn't matter, anyway I did get through it. And my plan can be considered basically successful too, because Li Shimin gave me his jade pendant and said that maybe one day I'll need to use it, the people around him all recognize it and it shows how important my identity is.

  Although it was a jade pendant that had fallen onto a dead man's bed, I still accepted it with pleasure.

  After three rounds of drinks, under the influence of alcohol, the atmosphere became much more lively.

  "Autumn is far away." The eyes of the King of Qin shone with a radiant and passionate expression. "I've seen you, and somehow I feel a sense of affinity. Today, I'm willing to form a fraternal bond with you here. What do you think?"

  Although I knew that Nie Qiuyuan later became an emperor's employee, but to call him a sworn brother is a bit exaggerated, it always feels like something is off.

  I wanted to see how the male god would handle it, but Nie Qiuyuan only said one word: "Good."

  Two people inexplicably set up an incense table and kowtowed.

  Things are going in which direction development, I suddenly have a little bit... don't understand.

  The author is wearing thirteen on weekends.

  I recommend a song, Li Xiangliang's version of "To Youth". Compared to Wang Fei's version, it has a very different flavor, and the violin accompaniment is like two people having an intimate conversation. Listening to it on a weekend afternoon while reading a book, oh so cozy!

  Li Xingliang's voice is very clean, and he even sang "Inuyasha - Thoughts that Transcend Time", it's really too loving!

  The author has been doing very well these two days, so his performance is also very good, now everyone is satisfied!

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