"Obey the orders of His Royal Highness the Third Prince, and start immediately. ”

"Fei Fei, grind ink. ”

"Okay. ”

At this moment, Mrs. Wang was concentrated, engrossed, and had thousands of thoughts, and the eternal quatrains that amazed the world in her previous life appeared in her mind one by one.

In the past, writing poetry was a play, and today it is still playing, but today, he is playing a little big.

Wang Taiyi walked the dragon and snake, the dragon flew and the phoenix danced, the pen gave birth to flowers, every word seemed to be alive, at this moment he was like the possession of the book saint Wang Xi, and the poet immortal Li Taibai was full of poetry and rolling.

The first poem is a poem. What he wrote was: There is a Lingyun pen in the vertical and horizontal, and the pitch is pitiful with others. This poem is from Kim Won's good question.

Soon it was circulated to everyone, and everyone was amazed. The meaning of the text basically says that people should be bold and free to express their true nature, and not be a poor worm who follows others in their footsteps.

"The quatrain of the ages, wonderful. ”

Someone in the crowd was shocked that the first song was so amazing. Whoever dares to say that he has no real ability, the first one will be slapped in the face.

"Spring River, Autumn Moon, Winter Ice and Snow, Don't Listen to Chen Yan, Only Listen to the Sky. ”

"A word is natural and new, and luxury is true to the truth. ”

"Personnel have metabolism, and the past becomes ancient and modern. ”

"What does it mean to make steel, turn into finger softness. ”

"Who has not seen the history of ancient times, and now I see the fame and fame of the ancients. ”

Almost every one of them is famous and admired by the world, but today it is gathered together, and this poetry feast is enough to go down in history and record a lot of money.

As for the three princes and Mo Yunsheng, no one paid attention to them at this time, and now they have been deeply attracted by Wang Taiyi's poetry and can't extricate themselves.

At this moment, Wang Taiyi is the god in their eyes, and a person represents poetry.

Lan Mengfei was already stunned, he originally wanted to write a few poems and finish the matter, but he didn't expect Wang Taiyi to seem to be in a certain artistic conception, and he never stopped writing after he started writing, and he had written nearly 200 ancient poems, but each one was so shocking to the world. She could only speed up her ink research now, and she was afraid of interrupting this ancient wonderland.

"Great talent, even if this kind of talent is a thousand years, there will not be another one, this is a messenger sent by heaven, he is the poet immortal nether. ”

Almost everyone was shocked, what a terrible existence this was, didn't he need to think about it?

"Wine!"

Wang Taiyi finally stopped writing, but the first sentence was about wine, and he wanted to drink.

The attendant didn't dare to delay, and took out the palace wine and put it in front of Wang Taiyi. He drank it all, his clothes wet with the wine, but he laughed wildly.

Pick up the pen in your hand and continue to write poems.

There are more and more rice papers on the ground, and there are historians who write and quickly record these eternal swan songs.

Ink Danqing guest, strange guest of the rivers and lakes.

These rice papers on the ground, I feel like the words inside are going to run out, the artistic conception is too deep, and the poetry seems to pierce the sky, which is the talent of an era.

The audience was full of friends, all of whom were admired.

"The grasshopper shakes the tree, which is ridiculous. ”

The last one, the poem is three hundred, just the last pen, which is also the finishing touch, and anyone with a discerning eye knows who this is talking about. Everybody gets it.

"I look at the world and am full of pride, but I look at the world now, but there are pigs and dogs. ”

Maybe it was too much energy, I drank the palace jade liquor, and after speaking, I fell to the ground and fell asleep.

"Send Wang Taiyi down to rest, so that he can serve him alive. ”

"Come on, give me this rebel son and imprison the Zongren Mansion for half a year. ”

Emperor Dayan couldn't see the clue when he saw this, his own son found someone to frame the most dazzling new star of the dynasty, or a young man with literary and Taoist talent singing through the ages, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a god descending to earth, after all, who can write three hundred poems in one breath, the first treasure, and drank a bottle of imperial wine halfway.

The third prince withered at once, he didn't expect the situation to be so serious, what kind of monster did he provoke.

The people in the audience celebrated, Da Yan is such a genius boy, it is really difficult to be strong.

"Please, old man, I won't keep you. Emperor Dayan said, he was not in such a good mood at this time.

"Your Majesty, the old man knows that he is at a loss. But I can't go yet. Mo Yunsheng said.

"Ah, it's amazing to unite others to harm me to the supreme heaven, and I still want to rely on it. ”

The one who spoke was the one who had greeted Mo Yunsheng just now, and he shouted one by one, and now when he saw that things were reversed, he immediately turned his gun and aimed it at an old man who was about to enter the ground. There were quite a few people around who chimed in.

"I made a deal with the three princes and framed Wang Taiyi, and now I have done it, should the three princes give me something. ”

Mo Yunsheng was also blushing with shame, eager to find a hole to get into, at his age, he was already a person who should keep his good name in the ground. But now he has to make a deal with the three princes, he has to get that kind of thing.

Once the third prince enters the Zongren Mansion, it will be waiting for half a year, and there will be no play. I can only ask for it cheekily at this time.

"Old thing, things haven't been done well, I still want that thing, delusional, in the next life, you just wait for him to die, ahahaha!"

When the third prince saw that things had collapsed, he didn't have any good words, so he directly sprinkled salt on his wounds.

Although everyone didn't know what it was, judging from their conversations, Mo Yunsheng wanted to get something from the third prince to save someone, otherwise he wouldn't risk gambling on it with his life's fame.

Thinking about it in this way, everyone's hearts felt a little better. However, the words of the third prince are too ruthless, everyone has done everything, and it didn't work out because it was God's will, after all, no one expected Wang Taiyi to be so rebellious and slap his face strongly.

You are still so humiliated, angry with an old man who is about to die, such a person will always be embarrassed. Many people who support the Three Princes are also retreating now, whether it is time to change families.

Sure enough, as soon as he heard the words of the third prince, Mo Yunsheng already felt supreme humiliation, and this last sentence was like a sharp knife stabbing into his heart. A mouthful of blood spurted out of his heart, and he fainted directly.

Thinking about his life, there are countless disciples, and his fame is even more famous in the thirteen dynasties, almost everyone knows it, and it is really sad and lamentable.

Emperor Dayan also sighed, today is really a twist and turn, and said: "Send this old gentleman to the translation hall to rest, bring a few imperial doctors, don't let him die in our Dayan Dynasty, I can't afford it." ”

At this point, today's farce is another feast of genius before the curtain has come to an end.

Sitting in the purple clothes of Tianlong Pavilion on the second from the right, looking at Wang Taiyi who was carried away, he lost his mind for a while, and he was indeed shocked by this guy today. She knew that Wang Taiyi was a genius, but she didn't expect other talents to be so perverted. Thoughtful, pampered and not shocked, poems into three hundred in one breath, it seems that this investment has been earned.

Wang Taiyi, this name is destined to go down in history.

After today, it will be completely spread in the Thirteen Dynasties, and the poems will fall into peach blossoms. Not only is the talent of the Immortal Dao extremely superb, but the Wendao is even more unparalleled.