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=Bossy Husband Who Loved Me= =Episode 15=

You're a very good poet.

You will be the role model

for all the royal descendants.

Chuan.

What do you want

as a reward?

I will definitely

fulfill all your requests.

Your Majesty.

I want no reward.

This may sound bold,

but I only have a request.

What is it?

Our country is at war with Beiqing.

Despite the setbacks,

our morale is still high.

It's not a good idea to make peace with them

by ceding our land and sending them tributes.

Your Majesty, I hope you can expel the Beiqing embassy

and put a halt to the negotiation.

We're only talking

about poetry

today.

We're not discussing politics.

Your Majesty.

Although Beiqing appears to be strong, it's a fragile state.

We will definitely win this battle.

Ceding our land to them

is just like feeding the tiger with our own flesh.

I said this very clearly.

We would talk about this some other day.

(Although the storyline has changed,)

Qin Chuan's temperament is still the same.

He's selfless,

and puts his country before everything else.

He's truly amazing.

(But...)

(He's going to get me killed too.)

How dare you, Qin Chuan?

How dare you defy His Majesty's decree

and speak to His Majesty with contempt?

Most of the officials second the peace negotiation.

It's time you sober yourself up and think about this.

Your Majesty.

Fourth Brother just made a very blatant statement.

He must be punished.

Leave now.

Your Majesty.

I don't mind leaving,

but the soldiers on the Northern border must stay.

The people of Sheng must stand firm.

Please reconsider this, Your Majesty.

How dare you!

Someone come

and bring him out.

Wait a minute.

Xiaoxi?

Are you going

to intercede

for your husband?

Your Majesty.

Although it's a contest for the princes,

I have written two poems too.

Can Your Majesty

lend me an ear?

What are you doing?

Go away.

Oh?

You know poetry too, huh?

Read them out.

I'm all ears.

When will there be no more autumn moon and spring flowers,

for me who had so many memorable hours?

The east wind blew again in my garden last night.

Reminds me

of the lost moonlit land.

Impressive.

There are merely a few lines,

but it expresses the grief and anger of the author

so perfectly.

I didn't know

Xiaoxi was this talented.

Through the poem,

I can feel

how much the author missed his homeland.

What brought Xiaoxi

such inspiration?

I read a story before.

There was a country named the Southern Tang.

Their king loved poetry

and hated wars.

When they were invaded by a powerful country,

they ceded their lands multiple times in exchange for peace.

Yet, the enemy said

that he wouldn't allow outsiders on his land.

Eventually,

the Southern Tang was destroyed.

After the elimination of the Southern Tang,

many officials who surrendered

got to keep their positions and work for the enemy state.

Yet, the king

was no longer the king.

He became a prisoner.

He missed his homeland,

but he couldn't restore his glory

ever again.

Eventually, he passed away,

dwelling in sorrow and missing his home.

Carved balustrades and marble steps must still be there,

but

rosy faces will never be as fair.

If you ask me how much my sorrow has increased,

just look at the over-brimming river

flowing east.

Your Majesty.

She was talking about us.

Your Majesty.

I taught Mu Xiaoxi

to say that nonsense.

It has nothing to do with her.

If you ask me

how much my sorrow has increased,

just look at

the over brimming river

flowing east.

It's melancholic

and meaningful.

It's as emotional as the surging tide.

This must be the best poem

in history.

This is unprecedented.

Princess Consort should be crowned

as the best poet of the age.

I didn't know

Xiaoxi

was this talented.

The poem

does

sober me up.

Your Majesty is wise.

Of course, you're different

from the ruler of the Southern Tang.

The Sheng has a well-built military base.

Both our men and horses are strong.

The soldiers are determined to eliminate their enemies

and show their loyalty to Your Majesty.

Their morale is high

and is ready to serve the country.

I have also

made a poem

for the warriors of the Sheng.

Go ahead.

The vast clouds, the blue sea,

the dim snow mountains.

The lone fort faces

the distant Jade-Gate Pass.

Though the armor torn in constant desert wars,

our men wouldn’t come back

till they beat Beiqing.

The Sheng's soldiers

are all great warriors.

Poems

are not enough to describe

how great the Sheng's troops are.

Your Majesty.

If we fight for peace,

we'll coexist in peace.

If we give in, hoping to seek peace,

we'll die in peace.

The war in the north

will be decided

by merely one word

from Your Majesty.

I hereby

congratulate Your Majesty

on your victory in advance.

We congratulate Your Majesty on your victory.

You're right.

If we fight for peace,

we'll coexist in peace.

If we give in, hoping to seek peace,

we'll die in peace.

We'll put a halt

on the peace negotiation.

Sheng

and Beiqing

will meet on the battlefield.

Your Majesty is wise.

Please get up.

Thanks, Your Majesty.

Your Majesty.

So who's the winner

for the Poetry Festival?

Our original intention

was to put the princes to the test.

But Xiaoxi, being the Princess Consort,

is part of the family too.

Chuan...

I think

the winner

should be Xiaoxi.

What do you think?

I have no objection.

Thanks, Your Majesty.