"Dead like, ugly dead, just like you, still have the face to walk in front? You can't even protect yourself. How can you protect us? " The language of Tang poetry seems to be a bit vicious. He continued to strike: "Your Majesty, we are not your subordinates now that we have left the palace. There is no need to suffer from your stink here. You can say anything unpleasant. If it goes on like this, we will forgive you for not accompanying us. You can walk your way, we can cross our single wood bridge, and we still have our share Forget it! "

he was demoted to nothing...