"General Protector of the Country? After talking for a long time, you are actually a member of General Protector of the Country Luo Fengtang?" Bai Shijing said in surprise, with anger in his eyes.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Brother Bai, General Luo is loyal to the country and cares about the people. The army is stationed outside the city and never disturbs the people, and he has not colluded with Hang Zhenxing. The blame is that Hang Zhenxing bribed General Luo's army.

The lieutenant who took advantage of General Luo's unknown situation, General Luo is actually a good and upright general!"

Bai Shijing still frowned.

"There have been a lot of romantic affairs about General Luo in Tianhai County recently. First, he accepted the Qinhuai singer Su Meiniang, who was favored by Hang Zhenxing, and then played the flute every night with the two young men from Hua An and Anhua sent by Hang Zhenxing.

They use the guise of collecting military pay to siphon off the people's wealth, but in fact they are lining their own pockets, and everything goes into their own pockets!"

"The common people hate it, and the small businessmen complain. I don't know how many families were oppressed by their officials and the army, and their families were separated and their children sold. Some bloody people resisted in anger, but they were persecuted by Hang Zhenxing. The people dare not be angry.

I dare to say it, but those literati and scholars still praise him. If it weren't for my father's weak nature and wanting to stay out of it, I would have..."

"What's the matter?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Bai Shijing suppressed his blush. In fact, what he wanted to say was that he had long wanted to eradicate those moths with a bloody hand. Unfortunately, he was just a scholar, and his fame was just that of a great man. He could not do anything with his words.

Such a boss!

"Brother Bai, let me tell you something. General Luo is not as simple as you think. He is a good general and the pillar of the country."

"Hang Zhenxing was afraid of him, so he tried every means to win over him and tried to pull him into this muddy water. General Luo is now using his tricks!"

Bai Shijing was dubious: "So, according to your opinion, General Luo will take action next?"

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Yes, General Luo already knows a lot about Hang Zhenxing's collusion with Daliao, Fusang Kingdom, and the rebel Han army. He even has private contacts with two elders from the Black Lotus Sect."

While speaking, Yang Ruoqing took back the token from Bai Shijing's hand.

"If we can get the support of the literati in Tianhai County and work together from the aspects of evidence and public opinion, we can overthrow Hang Zhenxing and completely eradicate him and the remnants of his faction!"

Bai Shijing's face was a little strangely flushed, and the knuckles of her fingers holding the tea bowl were pale.

"It sounds really interesting! It makes me want to try it!" Bai Shijing said.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Brother Bai, what do you think? Do you want us to do something big together?"

Bai Shijing raised his head and looked at the scholar in Tsing Yi in front of him. His bright and clear eyes seemed to be burning with a scorching flame.

This flame, like the summer sun, makes people afraid to look directly.

But the blood all over his body seemed to be ignited in an instant, boiling in every muscle and vein.

"Okay, I'll take a gamble!" Bai Shijing said.

"What do you need me to do?" he asked.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Come with me to see General Luo and say what you said to me before in front of General Luo again!"

Bai Shijing nodded: "Go and go, true man, if you only rely on pen and ink to praise virtues and write some colorful articles and poems, but cannot share the worries of the king, the country and the people, and stand in the world, it is simply a waste of food and a waste of time!"

Yang Ruoqing touched her palm: "Brother Bai, you are really extraordinary, I will respect you again!"

Bai Shijing raised her hand to stop her, "Drink everything you should drink. I have a request."

"What's the request? As long as I can do it, Brother Bai can just ask you!" Yang Ruoqing said.

Bai Shijing said: "Today, we were all going to participate in the poetry meeting. Although I don't like their snobbish and snobbish attitude, at the end of the night when we played the drums and passed the flowers around to compose poems, the picture of beautiful women we saw was really unique."

"I want you to write a poem with me to complement that poem, how about that?" he asked.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned.

That picture of beauty? You mean the picture of the woman holding the pipa?

Bai Shijing is a literary talent after all, and she still likes these things. It's a pity that she is a rough person. The delicate work of reciting poems and writing poems is really not suitable for her...

"Writing poetry is the same thing as drinking wine and admiring flowers and the moon. It's not interesting for me to do it alone." Bai Shijing said, with sincerity in his eyes.

Yang Ruoqing saw a hint of temptation in these sincere wishes.

Bai Shijing is testing her talent, sweat!

"Then I'll come first!" Bai Shijing cleared her throat, pondered for a moment, and then read out a poem:

"The ears are smooth for the first time after listening to the piano, and the mind is half drunk with wine. If you want to start the period and relieve drunkenness, you should talk about the four kinds of music, not the three."

By the way, after Bai Shijing finished reading his poem, he raised his chin slightly and squinted his eyes, seeming to be quite satisfied with his poem.

However, Yang Ruoqing, who was sitting opposite him, was a little confused.

To be honest, she only heard the piano and the wine, which meant that the piano sounded good and the wine tasted good, but she didn't know what the extended meaning of the following sentence was.

"What a poem, what a poem. It's much better than that guy from the Hang family before. He only knows wine, piano, and beauties. He has no ambition. Unlike Brother Bai, who uses poetry to express his feelings, it's brilliant! Wonderful!"

Although I don’t understand the meaning, it doesn’t matter, as long as I can praise it.

At that moment, Yang Ruoqing caught her and praised her vigorously, saying that this poem should only exist in heaven, and how many times would it be heard in the world?

Not to mention Bai Shijing, even she herself felt a little embarrassed.

Bai Shijing coughed lightly, "It's your turn."

"Ah? I won't do it, right?" Yang Ruoqing smiled awkwardly and said, "With a jewel like you in front of me, I won't show my shame."

But Bai Shijing's face dropped, "You and I have decided to work together to make a big plan. Writing poems is something that cultivates sentiments. Why don't you give me some honor and entertainment?"

"Uh..." Yang Ruoqing was a little confused.

"Still, do you think I'm not qualified to listen?" Bai Shijing made a fierce move.

"We all respect each other. If you think that I am not qualified to listen to your advice, then I will not force you to do anything. As for meeting General Luo, I will leave it to another day..."

"I compose poetry, why not?" Yang Ruoqing said quickly.

Bai Shijing raised her eyebrows, picked up the tea bowl in her hand and took a sip. Her eyes fell on Yang Ruoqing, and she waited quietly.

Yang Ruoqing raised her hand and scratched her head, scolding Bai Shijing in her heart.

Why don't you ask me to do something? Do you have to ask me to compose poetry?

Moreover, if you are composing a poem in front of a picture of a beautiful woman holding a pipa and playing the piano, is this considered a propositional composition?

do my best!
Chapter completed!