The Strongest Violent Emperor

"This!"

The noble children present were a little unconvinced.

"This princess knows that you are not convinced, but throughout the entire process, this princess looked at her. The Emperor of Han defeated Wei Hong openly and did not use any ill-informed means."

Murong Qingwu said coldly.

The noble children present wanted to refute, but looking at the princess's gloomy look, they didn't dare to say any more. Can only be unconvinced.

"Emperor Han, go to the VIP building to rest first, and the emperor will host a banquet to entertain you in the evening."

Han Zheng, Shangshu of the Ministry of Etiquette, looked at Liu Ce and smiled.

"Thanks a lot."

Liu Ceyun is light and light. It seemed to him that just defeating Wei Hong was trivial.

"My princess is leaving first, and see you tonight."

After the words fell, Murong Qingwu rode away.

At night, the emperor of the Fengyun Dynasty personally hosted a banquet to entertain Liu Ce.

This was also the first time Liu Ce met the Emperor Murong Wei of the Fengyun Dynasty. Murong Wei is only thirty-six years old, which is considered to be a very young age. He looks sharp and angular and extremely handsome. With a gentle smile, it is easy to have a good impression at first glance.

"The Emperor of Han is indeed young and promising. If it weren't for seeing the Emperor of Han with his own eyes, I don't even know that the Emperor of Han who has been powerful in various countries recently is so young."

Murong Wei looked at Liu Ce in appreciation.

"Fenghuang absurdly praised."

Liu Ce smiled lightly.

The banquet guests and hosts were full of fun, singing and dancing, and it was very grand. But what makes Liu Ce a little puzzled is that Murong Wei seems to have never mentioned the alliance, which makes him a little puzzled.

Even if Liu Ce mentioned it, the subject would be changed by Fenghuang. Until the end of the banquet, return to the VIP building.

"Guo Shi, what do you think Fenghuang means? Doesn't he have any plans to form an alliance?"

Liu Ce looked at Guiguzi and asked.

As the master of the Hundred Schools, Guiguzi is undoubtedly a super wise person, so Liu Ce naturally wanted to ask him for advice.

"Hehe, Emperor Feng may not have any plans to form an alliance, but he can only say that he is still hesitating. An alliance with Dahan can certainly give Fengyun Dynasty a shield and relieve the pressure on Fengyun Dynasty from the aggressive Xuantian Dynasty, but After all, Dahan was once a vassal state of the Fengyun Dynasty. If you rashly form an alliance with Dahan, it will reduce the prestige of the Fengyun Dynasty among other dependent countries. What's more, the 99-meter real dragon platform of Dahan also makes the Fengyun Dynasty have a touch of the Dahan alert."

Guiguzi's analysis made Liu Ce suddenly realize.

"That said, this time, the possibility of us forming an alliance with the Fengyun Dynasty is greatly reduced?"

Liu Ce frowned.

Although Liu Ce is confident. Even if it is not combined with the Fengyun Dynasty, there is still the possibility of defeating the surrounding enemies. But an environment with enemies on all sides is undoubtedly not a good thing for the big man. The development of Dahan will be severely restricted. And if you form an alliance with the Fengyun Dynasty, it will undoubtedly do no harm to Dahan at this stage.

"No, the Emperor Feng is only hesitating at this stage. Otherwise, at the banquet, when your Majesty you proposed, he would simply refuse it, but he has not considered it clearly at this stage. I think it is also your recent performance by Emperor Feng. Your value may turn things around, but not necessarily. Your Majesty, you can wait patiently for a few days."

Gui Guzi's thoughts on Murong Wei are quite thorough.

"That's it."

Liu Ce was stunned.

Liu Ce also followed Guiguzi's advice and waited patiently.

The next day, Liu Ce received an invitation. This invitation was sent by Mai Yong, the son of Mai Sicheng, the prime minister of the Fengyun Dynasty, inviting Liu Ce to participate in the poem meeting.

"Poetry meeting, what poetry meeting?"

Liu Ce was slightly startled.

In fact, Liu Ce knew that in this Huawu Continent, apart from the cultivation of civilization. In terms of other civilizations, there is not much difference from ancient China. Although he respects Wu, he has made considerable progress in literature. Poetry and novels are also blooming. Especially among some big countries, this aspect is especially remarkable. It's just that here is a little different from the ancient Chinese, and the pipes here are also called poems. There is no distinction between the so-called brand names and quatrains in ancient China, but they are collectively called poems.

"Legend has it that there was a poetry king's platform in the Fengyun Dynasty. In the previous dynasty of the Fengyun Dynasty a thousand years ago, a poet named Du Fei was born. He wrote thousands of popular poems in his life. After his death, his heroic spirit is entrusted to When he was placed on a large rock, it became the King of Poetry Terrace. It is said that as long as it can move him, the King of Songs Terrace will respond."

Sima Buping looked at Liu Ce, and said with some dissatisfaction: "Your Majesty, these people should be because Wei Hong was defeated by you, and then to save face, they let you go to the poem meeting. However, I heard that Princess Tianyao Will go too."

"Your Majesty, do you want to go? If you don't go, can the humble job refuse it on your behalf?"

Sima Buping looked at Liu Ce.

"Go, why not? It just happens to be boring. Someone jumps out and lets me play. If I don't go, isn't it boring."

Liu Ce smiled calmly.

"Uh, Your Majesty, can you write poems?"

Sima Buping looked at Liu Ce.

The powerhouse Liu Ce summoned only retained a part of the memory of martial arts in the original world, and the poems were not in their memory. So, forget the things that came from the original world poetry.

"Hehe, I'm going, I won't know."

Liu Ce smiled mysteriously.

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Poetry King Terrace

"How about it. Han Di will come or not?"

It was Wei Hong who had been taught by Liu Ce.

"Don't worry, Brother Wei, Emperor Han agreed to come."

It was Yao Jia, the son of the Minister of War of the Fengyun Dynasty.

"It's good to come. Yesterday, Emperor Han made me lose such a big face. This time, this young man must find the place back."

Wei Hong's expression was gloomy.

As long as he thought of losing such a big face in front of Princess Tianyao, he felt angry and a little angry.

"Don't worry, this time, as long as he comes, he will definitely let him know how great it is, and the face this time."

Mai Yong looked at the angry Wei Hong with a sure smile.

"Thank you Brother Mai."

Wei Hong looked at Mai Yong with gratitude.

"The princess is here."

The emcee shouted at the door.

Murong Qingwu, who was still wearing a Baise palace dress, appeared.

Exquisite facial features, jade-white skin, deep and charming big eyes, look radiant. I have to say that the beauty of Princess Tianyao caught the eyes of everyone around him. Everyone looked at Princess Tianyao with admiration.

"I have seen the princess."

Wei Hong and Mai Yong hurriedly stepped forward to meet them.

"There are so many people here today?"

Murong Qingwu gently teased her forehead hair. She didn't know that such a simple action showed an undoubtedly unparalleled beauty.

"They are all attracted by your princess's demeanor."

Mai Yong flattered and said to Murong Qingwu.

Murong Qingwu looked at Mai Yong and said with a smile: "Mai, the poem you wrote last time caused the blue light to appear on the Poet King Platform. This time, I must have prepared a better poem again?"

"This is natural. Just for the princess to come, I also prepared poems."

Mai Yong smiled.

Murong Qingwu was really impressed with Mai Yong. Although Murong Qingwu is also very strong in martial arts, he also loves poetry very much, not even under martial arts. Especially in the Fengyun Dynasty, the poetry style is very prosperous, and many poetry meetings are held every year. Murong Qingwu will participate in some large-scale poetry meetings. This also changed the direction of raising the atmosphere of the Fengyun Dynasty Poetry Club.

"The Emperor of Han is here."

Shouted the emcee.

Liu Ce, Sima Buping, and Gui Guzi walked into the scene of the King of Poetry Meeting one after another.

"Hey, did you invite Emperor Han too?"

Murong Qingwu was slightly surprised.

"I instigated Brother Mai to invite. The Emperor of Han was a guest from afar, and we should also let the Emperor of Han appreciate the grand poems of our Fengyun Dynasty."

Wei Hong smiled.

"Yes, that's it."

Mai Yong did not deny either.

Murong Qingwu is also a smart person, and at the sight of the two of them, he immediately knew their thoughts. He couldn't help but glanced at Liu Ce, a little worried about him.

In fact, it is normal for Murong Qingwu to worry about Liu Ce. The popular poetry society of the Fengyun Dynasty, this is a dynasty under the prosperous age, it will naturally have the foundation. However, in the Han Dynasty's perennial war, the people's lives were still unable to protect themselves, so how could they be in the mood to wade into poetry. Therefore, this time the Emperor of Han will be humiliated.

Murong Qingwu and Yigan Xungui also came forward to meet Guiguzi, after all, they were full of awe for the magician. Even if this magician is only the national teacher of the Middle Kingdom. Then arranged for Liu Ce and others to be seated.

Murong Qingwu shook his head. Although he was a little worried about Liu Ce, Liu Ce has already arrived. It is naturally impossible for her to let the family leave because she might still cause misunderstandings.

"He is the Emperor of Han Dynasty, doesn't he have three heads and six arms?"

"This time the Han emperor came here, just taking his own humiliation. The emperor of a small country can know what poems, haha, this time, we probably will have his face swollen."

"Poetry only has the foundation of a big country. The emperor of this small country doesn't know what poetry is, so he dare to come to the poetry conference. Maybe he will be very confused later?"

The people present looked at Liu Ce with joking and triumph, as if they had seen Liu Ce making a fool of himself.

The voices of these people are not small, and Liu Ce also listened to him, but he did not change his face. Some things were said to be useless, which can only be proved by facts. Later, he will let these people know what a real poem is.

"This time the poem meeting begins, and this time your majesty also attaches great importance to this poem meeting. In the end, the winner will receive 1,000 spars."

Mai Yong said.

"Wow, a thousand spars, the emperor is really generous!"

Although all present are noble, but one thousand spars can't be taken out. Even Liu Ce was slightly surprised. Because not to mention the nobles present, even the treasury of the big man can barely make up a thousand spars. But this was only possible when Liu Ce annexed Montenegro. Let the big guys of the past, let alone a thousand yuan, is estimated to be unable to get ten yuan. But here, it is just rewarding the prizes of the ordinary poetry club.

At this time, Liu Ce knew that the foundation of the kingdom and the dynasty was far behind.

Spar is very important in Huawu Continent, especially the higher the cultivation base, need to use spar. Especially for martial artists above the Pill Condensation Realm, ordinary meditation cultivation can no longer meet their needs for cultivation. At this time, spar is needed.

The spar can assist the martial artist to practice. Of course, Liu Ce also knows that not only martial artists, but also some magicians also need to use spar to arrange large-scale formations.

"It seems that this time I still need to get the first name of this poem meeting."

Liu Ce said secretly in his heart.

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