Although I was extremely puzzled, it was during the banquet, and even if the third prince had ulterior motives, he would not reveal it at this moment.

Therefore, Xiao Zicheng suppressed his doubts and walked slowly towards his seat.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Emperor Jingping directly announced the official start of the banquet.

A series of exquisite dishes made from wild game in the mountains were served one by one.

The court officials temporarily put aside their party struggles and enjoyed eating one by one. Emperor Jingping sipped the general's tears, and was filled with a happy scene.

While I was drinking, many ministers were a little drunk.

At this moment, Duke Zhao was drinking and began to dance swords in public to cheer up.

The generals were very interested in seeing it and commented loudly from time to time.

The civil officials looked disgusted, and the Jianwu, who was energetic in the eyes of the generals, looked really vulgar in their eyes.

Deng Jinrong, the Minister of Justice, drank wine, and was also a little upset at this time, and couldn't help but smile:

"My Lord, although your sword dance is exquisite, your killing aura is too strong. However, it is a bit abrupt when you hold this banquet."

Li Jinglong's eyebrows stood up, he glanced at Deng Jinrong in a slanted manner, and said angrily:

"My Lord Shangshu's words are wrong. I am born in a military ranks. If my sword skills are soft, I can't kill the enemy! If you have the ability, you can come up and dance the sword."

"Then I'll be ugly!"

Deng Jinrong pulled out the sword from the guard's waist and danced in public.

Seeing this, all the civil officials cheered loudly.

Xiao Zicheng was quite surprised when he looked at Deng Jinrong who was dancing in the scene. It seemed that this Shangshu Deng was not powerless.

If Li Jinglong is talking about sword dancing like fighting, Deng Jinrong's posture is very graceful.

Seeing that the two danced faster and faster, Emperor Jingping couldn't help but laugh:

"Wine and food, today is another winter hunting ceremony. How about we fight poetry?"

Emperor Jingping's proposal instantly received support from all civil officials:

"This is a good proposal!"

"Your Majesty is wise! Although my Great Zhou established the country with martial arts, civil governance is the way to maintain long-term stability!"

Unlike the excitement of the civil officials, the military generals stared at each other.

Although there are also Confucian generals like Li Jinglong, Duke of Zhao, who are both literary and martial, if they really want to write poems on the spot, they are no match for civil officials at all.

Emperor Jingping proposed to fight poems, first to ease the conflict between civil and military affairs, and secondly, to use the hands of civil officials to slash the spirit of military generals.

The Great Zhou Dynasty took over the world immediately. After Emperor Taizu founded the country, the military power reached a peak, which was an existence that was difficult for civil servants to suppress.

Since Emperor Taizu passed away, all emperors of the Great Zhou Dynasty faced a problem.

That is to master the balance between civil and military affairs. Because the military power is too strong, almost all the emperors have achieved the goal of reducing military affairs by elevating the status of civil officials.

When I arrived at Emperor Jingping, the situation was different.

In the battle of Qifengkou, no one in ten elite troops in the Great Zhou Dynasty survived, and the Wuxun Group suffered an unprecedented heavy blow.

In addition, after the later rebellion of fighting for the throne, the civil servants of Jingping's dynasty completely suppressed the generals for various reasons.

In a word, there were only a few generals in the court who could make Emperor Jingping fully trust.

This is also one of the reasons why Emperor Jingping attached so much importance to Xiao Zicheng after he made his mark.

"Your Majesty's civil and military skills are like a saint. I have a poem, please give your Majesty a appreciation!"

At this time, a civil official stood up and said in accordance with Emperor Jingping's words.

Everyone raised their ears, but heard the man chanting directly.

Although Xiao Zicheng didn't know how to write poetry, he had been a person who had memorized Tang and Song lyrics. With such a pearl and jade in front of him, it was hard to hear what the civil servant wrote.

After a poem, Emperor Jingping smiled and was obviously in a good mood.

"Come on, enjoy a hare!"

Xiao Zicheng was speechless. Even so, he had to admit that this civil servant was really clever when flattering.

"I, thank your Majesty for the reward!!!"

The civil servant was also exaggerated. After receiving the reward, he burst into tears. The acting actor said it was OK after watching it.

Subsequently, the civil servants wrote poems, most of whom praised Emperor Jingping.

Of course, there are also those who use poems to show their ambitions. They can be said to have tried their best to attract Emperor Jingping's attention.

"Xiao Aiqing, your poem is called a masterpiece by Jiangyuan Academy. I wonder why you are so silent today?"

Emperor Jingping looked at Xiao Zicheng and was very curious about what poem this little monkey would write.

When the generals heard this, their eyes lit up. Listening to the poems that the sour literati had recited for a long time, they were already a little angry.

However, their ability to write poetry was really hard to show, so they could only drink and stare at the civil servants' performance.

After Emperor Jingping reminded them, they realized that Xiao Zicheng was from a Wuxun family and received an official position, which was the most appropriate way to represent Wuxun.

Countless hot eyes were cast on Xiao Zicheng. Seeing that he had not moved for a long time, a group of military generals gave Xiao Fangzhi a look.

"Cheng'er, go up and write a few songs to suppress the arrogance of those corrupt scholars!"

Xiao Fangzhi couldn't bear the eyes of his colleagues and brothers, so he gritted his teeth and leaned over to his son and whispered.

"Your Majesty, now the battle between our Great Zhou and Chen State is imminent. Only when Wu fights to the death and Wen to advise, the court can we fight to repel Chen State.

Too many praises will only make people immerse themselves in it. If you really want to write a poem, how about the topic of the battlefield or battlefield?"

Emperor Jingping stared at Xiao Zicheng with a little displeasure.

Although he knew in his heart that most of the poems written by these civil servants were to compliment and please him.

But even as the emperor, he could not escape the feeling of being flattered after being flattered.

For a moment, the originally lively atmosphere in the imperial tent was a bit unstoppable by Xiao Zicheng's words.

At this time, Zhang Hong stood up and smoothed out:

"Your Majesty, Shanchengzi's proposal is quite interesting. The old minister just got something, so he made a fool of himself..."

Emperor Jingping took a deep look at Xiao Zicheng.

This little monkey has also taught me a big reason...

He suppressed his displeasure and felt much better after listening to the poems written by Zhang Hong.

The atmosphere in the imperial tent, as Emperor Jingping smiled again, returned to his previous liveliness.

With the beginning of Mr. Zhang, the civil officials were all ready to fight, and they were bound to kill the generals.

Seeing that the atmosphere was gradually warming up, the civil servant who had been unable to hold back had already begun to provoke:

"I heard that the Duke of the Kingdom has always been known as the white-clad Confucian general. It would be better to write a poem on the battlefield, which would also open our eyes."

Li Jinglong's face turned dark. He had already seen through the thoughts of these civil servants, and he just wanted to see him make a fool of himself.

He couldn't help but turn his eyes on Xiao Zicheng again.
Chapter completed!