Chapter 290 Shut Up
Chapter 290 Shut Up
An official bowed and said, "Your Majesty, I am a rough man and cannot compose poetry. To liven up the atmosphere, let me recite a jingle."
Emperor Gai Zhang said, "Okay."
The official said: "From a distance, the hillside looks like a steamed bun, the green trees are like chopsticks stuck on the top, and the lake water is like a basin of soup. The beauty is so beautiful that you just want to take a bite."
Hahahaha...
Emperor Gai Zhang smiled and said, "It's really hard for you, but it rhymes. I wish I could take a bite of the beautiful scenery, which is quite ingenious. Lord Suo, I heard that your family has five chefs, and they still haven't eaten enough."
Lord Suo said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
He Shen smiled, walked over to Mo Li, and saw him smoking. He said, "Mo Li, you've always been quick-witted. How come you let someone else get ahead of you?"
Mo Li smiled and said, "My Lord, yes, they are all in my belly."
"Tell it out." Heshen's face was full of anticipation.
Mo Li said, "Let me smoke first. Please go first."
Heshen said, "Then I won't be polite." Then he smiled.
He came to the Gai Zhang Emperor and said, "Your Majesty, on this beautiful day, I would like to imitate the ancients and recite a poem."
Emperor Gai Zhang put away his folding fan and said, "Come, come."
"Then I'll try."
"Come."
Heshen walked up to the officials and said, "Alas, there is the beauty of a garden, floating on the western hills. Wandering around orchids and osmanthus, the green water is swaying. The beauty is swaying in the wind, and the birds are staying and the fish are resting. This is the prosperity of the family and the country, and the wisdom is spread far and wide." Suddenly he fell into the arms of Emperor Gai Zhang.
"With my dear minister." Emperor Gai Zhang couldn't help but say.
"I deserve to die, deserve to die." Heshen looked embarrassed and wondered what was going on.
Seeing this, Mo Li couldn't tell whether he was laughing or crying.
Emperor Gai Zhang looked puzzled and asked, "Mo Li, what's wrong? Why are you crying so sadly?"
Mo Li was still crying and laughing.
He Shen said, "Mr. Mo, Mr. Mo, the emperor is asking you a question."
Mo Li stood up and said, "Your Majesty, I'm sorry. I'm really very rude."
Emperor Gai Zhang asked, "Mo Li, are you crying or laughing?"
Mo Li choked up and said, "Your Majesty, on this joyous occasion, there is no reason to cry. I am just happy, very happy."
"Dedededede..." Emperor Gaizhang nodded.
Mo Li continued, "Isn't there a saying that extreme joy leads to sorrow and extreme happiness leads to tears? I am happy, really very happy." When he said this, he suddenly burst into tears.
Emperor Gai Zhang said, "Oh, oh, oh, oh, it seems incredible. I really can't bear to see you crying with joy like this. What's so sour? Have you finished your poem yet?"
Mo Li said, "In reply to the emperor, I just listened to your recitation, which was quite similar to the Chu style. It was truly ancient and awe-inspiring, and deeply moving. So, I haven't done the other half of the poem, which makes me cry with joy."
Emperor Gai Zhang said seriously, "Then read half of it and let me listen."
Mo Li said, "Your Majesty, please grant me permission to play bamboo music as an accompaniment."
Emperor Gai Zhang said: "Yes, accurate."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Mo Li put down his pipe and took out a bamboo joint from his pocket.
Cluck, cluck, cluck...
There was a sound of bamboo joints.
"Wanchun Garden, by the waterside in the western suburbs, boasts mountains, water, and pavilions. Each pavilion has eight pillars, each supporting the platform. From afar, the hillside boasts thousands of willow trees, each costing a hundred thousand coins..."
An official wiped his sweat upon hearing this.
Mo Li continued, "A lake was dug by the waterside, and a golden boat floated on the lake. The rockery was originally made of silver, and the peony flowers cost emerald gold. This place was originally a tomb for immortals, and the wandering ghosts have lost their homes. No home..."
He Shen said, "Shut up."
The official who had just wiped his sweat slipped away quietly.
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