Another World Da Ming: I use a hundred lives to become holy

The sound of the wine glass breaking immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the room.

However, the faces of these people were basically nervous and not surprised.

After all, if Li Qi, a warrior, could figure things out, why couldn't they figure it out.

Zhao Zheng’s previous poem:

There is no moon in the sky and there is no light, and the wine cup on Hongze Lake is fragrant.

When the shepherds are sewing clothes and smiling about the winter, the cattle and sheep are injured again by chewing hay.

Except for the previous analysis by Qian Shisi.

The first half of the poem describes them as dark clouds that block the holy moonlight, a group of bad guys who only care about having fun and sucking the blood of the people.

The second half of the song is even more direct.

What kind of herdsmen, what kind of cattle and sheep.

The shepherds are talking about them, and the cattle and sheep are talking about the people under their rule.

All he had to do was accuse them of peeling off the skin of the common people who usually only eat a little food to provide themselves with warm beasts.

As for why they didn't react directly before?I didn't dare to say anything without looking at the money manager.

Again, no one of them dared to offend him.

boom!

"What do you mean by the surname Zhao?"

"General, general."

Zhu Liang couldn't help but stood up immediately after throwing the wine glass, and exploded directly at Zhao Zheng.

Li Qi couldn't hold him back even if he wanted to.

He originally whispered the explanation secretly into Zhu Liang's ear, hoping to let him know that Zhao Zheng was not an easy person to get along with, but who knew that Zhu Liang, after drinking a few glasses of wine, had a higher heart than the sky.

How can I hear the advice that he didn't even have time to say out later?

But he also knew that if he didn't say it now, when Zhu Liang went back and was told by other people at the scene what the poem was about, he would be the one who suffered.

It's so hard to be a human.

Li Qi could only pay attention to Zhu Liang all the time, hoping that he would not go too far. Of course, he also paid attention to Zhao Zheng.

At this moment, the soldier guarding the door greeted him and signaled that all the guards on the ship had gathered outside the banquet.

I just hope things don't develop beyond expectations.

At this time, Li Qi didn't know what Zhao Zheng was thinking.

Why did you write this poem to scold Zhu Liang?

Is it true that as the rumors spread in the court say, everyone in the Zhao family is not afraid of death?

Li Qi, including others, had never seen the real scene of Zhao Zheng seeking death.

In fact, people don't really believe in the tragic things that happened in the Zhao family.

They will only think that the Zhao Mansion is for a larger plan, not just for loyalty to the emperor and patriotism. After all, how can anyone be loyal to the emperor and patriotism?

In their view, those so-called loyal and patriotic people are not just people who want to spread their name to the world, leave a name for future generations, or benefit their families.

So, what's the difference from those of them who like to do dirty things for money, profit, and beauty?

"General, Zhao just wrote a poem according to your request. General, you didn't say beforehand, what specific poem did you want me to write?"

Facing Zhu Liang, Zhao Zheng remained calm, and even the proportion of his attention allocated to Zhu Liang was not as much as the delicious food he allocated to the table.

However, the two people beside him, Chen and Luo, did not dare to be so calm. Luo Pan did not dare to add more wine to Zhao Zheng, and Chen Fuyin did not dare to accept Zhao Zheng's clinking glasses. They both silently took two steps away.

The two of them were naturally worried about Zhao Zheng's safety.

After all, they had all seen how powerful Jin Yiwei was, and they all doubted whether there were Jin Yiwei at the scene.

But they are not stupid. They know that if they help Zhao Zheng and Zhu Liang at this moment, it will definitely not be easy now.

Given the lesser of the two, they chose the safest method.

In the end, no matter which side wins, the most it will do is embarrass them, without causing worse consequences.

In the face of such a big issue of right and wrong, these two old fritters really know how to distinguish.

However, in Zhao Zheng's case, their thoughts were somewhat better.

The two people's withdrawal made Zhao Zheng feel that they had already been sentenced to death in his heart.

"I originally wanted to use the two of them for a while."

Zhao Zheng looked at Zhu Liang, waiting for his subsequent reaction, and at the same time accelerated his eating speed.

After all, if you don’t eat it now, you won’t be able to eat it in the future.

So there was such a weird scene.

Zhu Liang, who was a little drunk, had self-doubt because of Zhao Zheng's explanation just now, and stood there scratching his head.

Zhao Zheng, who was sitting at the dinner table, not only didn't panic at all, but was still enjoying the food there.

The previous tension seemed to have disappeared.

Seeing that the conflict between the two did not continue to break out, Li Qi breathed a sigh of relief and hurried forward.

I'm going to give my cheap brother-in-law a little brainwashing.

"General, you did not set any direction for Mr. Zhao's poetry before."

"And Mr. Zhao's poetry is certainly not directed at you."

"General, think about it first. If Mr. Zhao wanted to deliberately avoid dealing with you, then why did he board the ship alone today and finally reach cooperation with us?"

"Wouldn't that cut off my own financial path?"

Li Qi had tried his best, but he couldn't think of anything better to say in his mind that could save the current situation. He could only advise Zhu Liang not to forget that he was here to make a fortune today.

When Zhu Liang heard the words "cut off his own financial path", he finally woke up a little bit.

Yes, yes, today I am here to make a fortune.

You can never argue with these sharp-tongued literati!

Zhu Liang found his confidence again.

Then he only needs one step now.

He is not really stupid, after all, there is a money envoy sitting opposite Zhao Zheng.

If he had a conflict with the person surnamed Zhao here, then the money messenger behind him was an even more greedy guy.

When the time comes, these officials at the banquet will only act according to the wind, and those officials who follow the trend will be taken advantage of by him.

I am in Guangdong and Guangxi, far away from the railway center.

The road to wealth must never be cut off!

With the help of Li Qi, an external boss, Zhu Liang finally regained some confidence in front of Zhao Zheng.

He was very sure that Zhao Zheng would definitely give him this level.

"Hahaha, this general seems to have forgotten it before."

"Then Mr. Zhao, can you work hard and write a poem specifically for me? The general admires you so much, Mr. Zhao."

Seeing that Zhu Liang was no longer drunk on alcohol, Li Qi put his heart in his stomach.

Seeing Zhu Liang, everyone at the banquet actually took the initiative to say nice things, and the stiffness on their faces finally faded away.

Reasonable, very reasonable.

It's just a poem.

Luo Pan and Chen Fuyin also cast hopeful glances at Zhao Zheng.

They really wanted to lighten the mood.

"General Zhu, it's not a big deal to ask Zhao to write another poem."

Zhao Zheng finally spoke. After hearing these first words, everyone at the scene felt relieved and returned to their stomachs.

Will you start composing poetry later?

Many people have already picked up their wine glasses and are ready to join in immediately.

But Zhao Zheng's next words made their bodies stiffen again.

Stairs?What it is?

"After all, Zhao still has the opportunity to compose a poem for the general."

"But what about the innocent people whose families were destroyed because of this banquet?"

"Who can compose a poem for them?"