As Yan Fei continued to raise new topics, this time the court meeting rose one after another, which made many civil and military ministers who would yawn and sleep on the pillars and open their eyes to watch it. It hasn't been so lively for many years.

When Yan Fei said that flying in the sky, most people did not believe it. Because among the universal concepts, only birds and kites could fly into the sky. In their opinion, Yan Fei was not taxed.

"I'll talk about this later." The drone contributed by Yan Fei was regarded as the highest level of military secret by Li Shimin. No one except a small number of confidant officials knew about it. At this time, when he heard Yan Fei mention this matter, he spoke directly and took it over and was unwilling to let the ministers know.

Li Er changed the topic, "You said that there is no one who is better than you in the Tang Dynasty, so I cannot agree with this. You may be good at graphic numbers and geography, but other aspects may not be necessary."

With the emperor's statement, the ministers in the hall began to besiege Yan Fei from all aspects as if they were injected with chicken blood.

They found Li Chunfeng from the Imperial Heaven Supervision to compete with Yan Fei for astronomy.

Faced with Li Chunfeng's remarks about Yin and Yang and various strange Taoist magic performances, Yan Fei first exposed the Taoist tricks such as placing phosphorus powder on the talisman paper to burn, such as causing the talisman paper to burn. Later, he did not say anything about the sun, the Milky Way, the universe, etc., just talked about Chang'e, who was not beautiful at all on the moon and the moon rabbit who only wanted to eat a clean carrot.

This statement directly attracted countless people to siege. Yan Fei was like directly exploring the foundation of myths and legends, and of course they could not bear it.

Yan Fei's response to the angry ministers was very simple. He just said that after the moon came out in the evening, he would take out an astronomical telescope and let them see with their own eyes that there was no yarn on the moon except the desolate crater.

The astronomy matter was temporarily dragged to night. Then Wei Zheng rushed up and told Yan Fei about history.

Unfortunately, when Yan Fei took out a tablet computer filled with countless materials, Wei Zheng, who could not even speak even the emperor could spray, was speechless in the end because many things that were not recorded in history books or even vaguely recorded in Yan Fei could quote classics and speak very well. Moreover, based on their skills, Yan Fei was definitely not making up for it.

After Wei Zheng retreated, Lu Cai, who had compiled the famous Qin King's music to break the formation, was called over and compared with Yan Fei.

The Qin King Breaking Formation Music, which was highly praised by Lu Cai and the entire Tang Dynasty, was described as a messy music hodgepodge in Yan Fei's mouth. When everyone refuted, Yan Fei took out his mobile phone to play the Qin King Breaking Formation Music, which was reorganized by modern music, and the smooth music made Lu Cai also retreat.

The ministers who were forced to look angry were furious and directly invited Sun Simiao, who was delivering medicine to patients in the city.

Sun Simiao, who was called the King of Medicine and wrote a masterpiece of the masterpiece of the past, was definitely one of the top talents of this era. When he was rushed, he heard that he was going to compete with others, and Sun Simiao was almost left in anger.

Fortunately, Li Er personally came to persuade him and promised to open a clinic in the city to provide convenience for the people, which allowed Sun Simiao to stay and compete with Yan Fei.

"Mr. Sun." Yan Fei respected this famous doctor with countless living people and great medical ethics. This may be because he had never encountered any good doctors in the modern world. "I already knew the achievements of Mr. in medicine and botany when I was in school. I had no doubt about Mr.'s abilities."

Yan Fei's words made everyone around him feel relieved. To be honest, the group of people who were the most elite in the Tang Dynasty were defeated by Yan Fei one after another, which made them feel extremely humiliated. After that, they were even more panicked, fearing that they would be suppressed by Yan Fei in all aspects. In that case, they would really lose all their faces.

Now Yan Fei admits that he is not as good as Sun Simiao, and finally wins a game back. It also breaks Yan Fei's record of winning.

However, just when everyone was relieved, Yan Fei changed his subject, "If you want to talk about medical principles, I am definitely not as good as Mr. Sun. But when it comes to the ability to cure diseases and save lives, I must be stronger."

"I'm so arrogant." Dali Temple Minister Dai Zhou retorted, "Mr. Sun is a famous doctor of the age, and countless people have lived in practice for decades. How dare you say it."

Yan Fei shrugged his shoulders and did not distinguish between Dai Zhou. Instead, he turned his gaze to Li Jing who shook his head and sighed, "General Li, don't you say a few words?"

The ministers were very surprised. What did this have to do with Li Jing?

"Alas~~~" Li Jing sighed heavily, and then told the story of Yan Fei successfully rescued more than a hundred soldiers who had been exposed to the rain on the grassland.

"Is this really a matter?!" After listening to Li Jing's story, the person who was most excited was Sun Simiao. He grabbed Yan Fei's wrist and his white beard was trembling with excitement. "You actually have such medical skills? Those who died of wind evil in the Tang Dynasty every year were finally saved!"

Sun Simiao was over seventy years old and had a lot of strength in his hands. However, Yan Fei did not fall over the shoulder like he did to Yuchi Jingde, but nodded with a smile, "This is not difficult. As long as His Majesty the Emperor agrees to open a business document for me. Not to mention the medicine for treating wind and cold, any other difficult and complicated diseases can be sold to the people of the Tang Dynasty."

This is incomparable. After learning that you can get the medicine for the treatment of wind and cold in the future and go back to study and use it to treat the disease, Sun Simiao had no idea of ​​competing with Yan Fei. He hurriedly left the palace to find Yan Fei's butler Zhao Si, who brought a medical bag in Zhao Si's carriage.

All the praised heroes were impressed by Yan Fei, and the ministers in the court felt that their faces were about to fall below the surface.

Just as the atmosphere became heavier and the faces of the ministers became more and more ugly. Du Ruhui, who had never had any movement, suddenly coughed and said, "Didn't you say you are proficient in poetry and lyrics? We can discuss it in poetry. If even poetry loses to you, then we will admit defeat. Acknowledge that you are smarter than everyone in the Tang Dynasty."

When the ministers heard Du Ruhui's words, they all lit up. Du Ruhui, who is worthy of being one of the famous Fang Mou Duan, directly raised what he was best at.

You should know that poetry, songs and essays are all traditional Chinese culture, and were invented and created by China. No matter how smart a foreigner Yan Fei is, he cannot beat himself in this regard.

"That's right! We want to compete with you in poetry!"

Looking at the ministers who were in a turbulent relationship, Yan Fei showed an extremely strange smile on his face.

He was sad for these people, facing himself, who was forced to memorize 300 Tang poems when he was a child, and recorded almost all the well-known poems in China on his tablet computer. If these people want to find a place in this regard, they are simply looking for abuse.

"Please give me some questions." Yan Fei put his hands behind his back, raised his chin with a reasonable expression of plagiarism, and swept across the people in the hall with contemptuous eyes.

Now even Li Shimin, who has been watching the battle, can't bear it. You should know that although Li Er wrote many poems like a so-called old man, he has never had a masterpiece that has been passed down from generation to generation. However, his ability and liking for poetry is definitely not worse than anyone in the palace.

For the cultural people of this era, poetry is the best way for them to cultivate their sentiments and spend time when they are free. Even Li Jing would find a way to make up a poem when he is free, let alone those civil officials.

Yan Fei said casually that he fired a group of ridiculous map cannons, which completely angered everyone.

"You once followed the army north to the grassland to conquer Jie Li." Fang Xuanling, the prime minister couldn't help it. "I guess you have seen the vast grasslands, so write a poem with the grassland as the title."

"Ha~~" Yan Fei smiled casually. This question was simply a free question, so he didn't have to bet on any bread machine. He memorized it when he was in school.

"The grass on the Lili Land withered and flourished every year. The wildfire cannot be burned, and the spring breeze will grow again."

As soon as Bai Juyi's poem was published, the Tai Chi Hall was quiet. The generals didn't understand, so they kept silent and watched the excitement quietly. However, the civil servants all had a high literary cultivation, so they naturally could understand the good and the bad.

"This poem." Fang Xuanling himself is a master of poetry. Although there are no famous works that can be passed down from generation to generation, his talent in this area is beyond doubt. After a moment of silence, the prime minister sighed heavily, "This poem has no flashy words, but the simpler it is in the poem, the more profound the meaning. I am convinced by this poem about the grassland."

"I don't believe it!" Wang Gui, who was furious, jumped three feet high, and ran to Yan Fei quickly and stared at him fiercely. "I don't believe that there are such geniuses in the world. Do you say that you are invincible in poetry in the world? Okay, I gave the title. Just write four poems that can impress me with the title of spring, summer, autumn and winter!"

"Sleeping in spring is not dawn, and birds are heard everywhere. The sound of wind and rain comes at night, how many flowers fall." Yan Fei smiled in his heart. Fortunately, this was in the early Tang Dynasty, and 300 poems of Tang were used casually. If it were in the Tianbao period or even the late Tang Dynasty, it would be hard to say.

"The spring eyes are silent and cherish the fine flow, and the trees shine on the water and love the softness of the sun. The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has stood on it." When Chunxiao came out, there was a noise in the Tai Chi Hall, but as soon as this song of Yang Wanli's small pond came out, the entire hall was already filled with needles.

Yan Fei ignored these things and was already scared, and his eyes were dull and foolish, continuing his great cause of plagiarism. "After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather comes late. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows on the stones. The bamboos are noisy and the washing girls are moved, and the lotus moves down the fishing boat. The spring fragrance is at will, and the princes can stay."

Wang Gui may have been confused by the anger. Spring, summer, autumn and winter are definitely the most described in Chinese poetry. Sorrowing spring and autumn is not just a casual talk, but a lot of poems about the four seasons and a lot of thoughts. Almost all the great poets who have left their names in history have written poems about the four seasons, including countless literary masterpieces that have been passed down for thousands of years. I don’t know how many of them I memorized when Yan Fei was in school. Wang Gui’s questions were simply colluding with Yan Fei.

Feeling the eyes of thousands of people, Yan Fei read the last winter poem leisurely, "The north wind blows the white grass in the ground, and the sky and August are flying snow. Suddenly, it is like a night of spring breeze, and thousands of pear blossoms bloom."

"Alas~~~" Everyone in the audience almost let out a helpless sigh in unison.

These poems are amazing.
Chapter completed!