"Who said there is no word "President Jing outside?"

At this time, Yu Sheng stood up and said proudly.

"Um???"

The ministers looked at Yu Sheng with a puzzled look on their faces.

I thought to myself that you are a martial artist, and it’s okay to scold Bai Qingyuan. When discussing poetry, do you know how to use a hammer?

But Yu Sheng didn't care and was content with his complacentness.

"Hey, you said it's a coincidence that there happened to be a poem written by President Jing in my husband's house!"

"oh?"

When the ministers became interested, they immediately asked: "Don't Duke Yu, a military general, hate poetry the most in daily life? Why are he suddenly interested in President Jing's poems? And how did Duke Yu get President Jing's Mobao?"

Others also pricked their ears and wanted to hear the method.

Yu Sheng first snorted coldly: "What's wrong with me? I hate poetry. That's because you nerds can't write what I'm satisfied with me. Why do I like it? But President Jing is different. I like it all the Mobaos of President Jing!"

So he said proudly again: "As for the method, there is nothing to say, it's just that my family's Xiangrong has a good relationship with President Jing. President Jing specially wrote a poem for Xiangrong!"

“…”

Others also heard that she was too fond of her, and knew that she was a little crazy, but she was extremely beautiful.

He looked at Jing Zhe and felt sad.

No wonder Duke Yu helped Jing Zhe stand out many times in the court. They thought before that, just because both of them couldn't stand Bai Qingyuan, now it seems that it is not at all!

It seems that these two people have the possibility of becoming father-in-law and son-in-law!

I felt a little envious.

Zhu Xining tilted his head to see Jing Zhe: Huh, it seems that he has written poems for me more than one person!

Jing Zhe felt Zhu Xinning's sharp eyes, a little embarrassed, but he was not afraid at all: If you have any dissatisfaction, please come over tonight, anyway, I am ready to send a message!

Seeing that the ministers were envious, Yu Sheng nodded slightly and asked in a low voice: "I just want to ask, how much money is this calligraphy worth?"

“…”

All the ministers were stunned.

He glanced at Yu Sheng and then at Jing Zhe, thinking that no wonder these two people are so close. Apart from being swearing, they even act like a slut!

The words he gave to his own girl openly were sold in front of the original author, and there was no one else to do this!

Seeing the eyes of the ministers, Yu Sheng's face turned slightly red, he waved his hand and said carelessly: "Don't think about it, how could I sell the word "President Jing"? I just inquire!"

Hao Junguang came out and said, "Duke Yu Guo, although President Jing is the most talented man in Anguo, poetry is different from poetry. You might as well read it out and let everyone listen and make a judgment!"

"good!"

Yu Sheng agreed, thinking that even a rude man thought that poetry was excellent and must be no different!

So he recited: "Yun Want...Clothes...No, Yun Want Armor Flowers Want Face, Qiu Feng..."

"Duke Yu, why don't I do it?"

Jing Zhe had a black line.

This is too sexy to modify the poem in front of the author!

"Okay, then President Jing will come and read it!"

Seeing Jing Zhe helping him, Yu Sheng smiled.

Jing Zhe bowed and read:

"The clouds think of clothes and flowers think of appearance, and the spring breeze blows through the threshold and the dew is thick.

If you didn’t see it in the garden pavilion, you would meet it under the moon on the Yao platform.”

"What a poem!"

Such a bold confession poem and the high quality even compared the poem "What I love" to Zhu Xining in the newspaper, which immediately attracted a group of people to pursue.

Especially the Grand Tutor Hao Junguang, his eyes were full of light.

He highly praised Jing Zhe's poems and had long wanted to collect his calligraphy. Unfortunately, the poems he knew about Jing Zhe were collected by Emperor An. After finally seeing a wild poem, he naturally became concerned.

He immediately asked, "Duke Yu Guo, has President Jing personally written this poem for you?"

"Of course, it's in my house!"

Yu Sheng held his head high and arrogantly.

"How about five hundred taels of silver in Duke Yu?"

Although Hao Junguang was the Grand Tutor, he was usually poor with Yu Sheng. He was extremely poor. He was afraid that he would take out nearly half of his wealth at once.

“…”

Yu Sheng was a little moved by such a large sum of money.

However, he looked at Jing Zhe next to him and was still ashamed to agree, so he stubbornly said, "No."

Hao Junguang thought he thought he was too little, so he gritted his teeth, "Duke Yu, is it the head office for one thousand taels of silver? Is the monthly salary of Duke Yu about me, but because I have many disciples and spend less, this is my entire family background. Do you think it is too little, right?"

"Forehead…"

One thousand taels of silver are indeed huge sums for Sheng.

After all, he couldn't save much money normally, so he bought hops as soon as he had the money. One thousand taels were right in front of him, and he was really envious.

Taking a deep breath, he still gritted his teeth and refused, "Master Hao doesn't have to work hard. I just inquire about the value of President Jing's Mobao. I don't really want to sell it!"

“…”

Hao Junguang glanced at him, shook his head and sighed.

"It seems that my money is still too little, and Duke Yu doesn't like it! Indeed, if President Jing's Mo Bao is kept at home as a family heirloom, it will cost more than a thousand taels of silver!"

After hearing this, the ministers sighed.

A talented man of level like Jing Zhe will never meet in a century and will definitely be remembered forever in the future. It is indeed good to have his calligraphy.

So, these people had planned privately and had to establish a good relationship with him in the future to see if they could come out with a pair of magic treasures. After all, Jing Zhe was still easy to talk to in their opinion.

"If I have a daughter, I will definitely go to President Jing to propose marriage! Alas, I really envy Duke Yu Guo for having a good daughter!"

Hao Junguang sighed again.

Logically speaking, from ancient times to the present, the rule has been that the man has to go to the woman's house to propose marriage. The woman has a bit of a hurry to go to the man's house, and it sounds bad if it is spread.

But when these words came out of Hao Junguang's mouth, the ministers felt that there was no problem. It seemed that Jing Zhe could really take it!

Yu Sheng was stunned for a moment and suddenly realized.

He did think about this before, but he was excused by Jing Zhe's words of "favoriteness". Later, he felt that if the woman mentioned it first, it would be a bit worse, especially if he was still a Duke of Protecting the Country.

Relying on one's own identity, I let go of this matter.

After Hao Junguang mentioned it, he suddenly realized that for a genius like Jing Zhe who had never met in a century, what if he came to propose marriage?

"Teacher Hao, you're thinking too much. Even if you have a daughter, you will definitely not look as good as my family wants!"

“…”

Seeing that it was almost done, Emperor An waved his hand and said, "Okay, let's be here today's morning court. President Jing stayed here!"

"Yes, your Majesty!"

So all the ministers retreated.
Chapter completed!