"Good poem, I don't know who wrote it!" At this time, a great Confucian laughed and came. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Liu Xuan of Zhenguo Mansion!" he jumped out of the window in a flash, and after a poem in an instant, a white cloud appeared under his feet, slowly sinking!

His face was as pale as jade, and his brocade clothes and jade clothes suddenly attracted the screams of many girls.

"I really like to show off!" Yu Yichen's smile remained unchanged, but he didn't think so in his heart! Judging from Liu Xuan's performance, it is basically unlikely that Fang Cai's Yonghe poem was written by him, and his cultivation has not yet reached that point, so it should be done by someone else, and he will say it by him.

The most important thing is that this lotus leaf is stained with holy power, and there is no need for talent, so it is also very simple to pick flowers and offer Buddha.

"It is worthy of being a member of the Liu Sheng family!"

"Yes, there are more than a dozen sons of the Liu family, and this son is the most outstanding!" The voice of praise came from the mouths of many writers and great Confucians, and Liu Xuan suddenly became the focus of attention.

"My cousin's literary talent has made a lot of progress!" At this time, a cold voice came, and an ice spring flowing on the high mountain was cold and moving, but it could flow into people's hearts.

"Thank you Your Highness Ruobing for the compliment!" Liu Xuan's face was triumphant, ignoring the ridicule contained in this voice at this time.

Hearing this, Princess Jingyi suddenly felt a little displeased, because among the princesses of the royal family, Ruobing's name of talent and learning has always been on her head. And at this time, in front of Yu Yichen, she couldn't bear it even more.

"The imperial sister is not inferior to the eyebrows, and the younger sister is waiting for the masterpiece to come out!" Princess Jingyi's delicate voice soon came out.

The two princesses of the royal family secretly fought each other, and the rest of the people naturally remained silent. But Emperor Han watched all this calmly, today's lotus Wenhui is just a sales platform for him.

No matter which daughter Yu Yichen fancies, it will bring the greatest benefits to South Korea.

"Hehe, since Sister Jingyi is looking forward to it so much, how can this palace hide it!" Princess Ruobing chuckled, and slowly read out a song with her lips lightly.

This princess's talent is indeed extraordinary, and the lotus flowers in the lotus pond are like crazy, and when the results come out, a whole hundred flowers!

"It's so amazing, Princess Ruobing deserves to be the first talented woman in my country!"

"Yes, it is rumored that Princess Ruobing's talent is still above the Tianzi country, and she is as famous as Wei Fangfei of the Wei Kingdom, and they are all talented women, which is really rare!" The praise came to Princess Jingyi's ears, making her pretty face a little depressed and red.

"I heard that the loyal and brave king of Yan Guo is unparalleled in learning, both civil and military, since he is the capital of Korea today, he might as well let us Korean scribes see it!" Liu Xuan's voice suddenly came very high-pitched, and all the voices were immediately silent.

"Yan Guoyu Yichen! is the one who wrote the poems of the Heroic Soul War!" At this time, in an attic, Princess Ruobing covered her pretty face with a light veil, leaving only a beautiful eye with more charm than autumn water, and the starlight flowed.

"Didn't Yu Yichen become our prisoner? How could he come to the Wenhui today!"

"Hey, the peace talks between Yanguo and South Korea are going to come to fruition!" At this time, many people were thinking secretly, but they didn't dare to say what was in their hearts directly, which was taboo.

Yu Yichen's murderous name is in South Korea, but the name of Caixue is basically unknown!

Although in the Yan Kingdom, many people know that his literary talent is amazing. But these days, after all, communication is underdeveloped, although there is a world list, but few people will use other people's poems to tout desperately.

Moreover, there is too much information on the world list, and not everyone can capture it.

It's just that many of Zhuang Yichen's deeds are too loud, there are always some people who know Zhuang Yichen's talent, but there are only a few, although many major events are spread, they will still be deliberately blocked, because they can't always blow the heroes of other countries in their own country, and it's easy to put the cart before the horse.

To put it bluntly, it's still the jealousy of the literati, but it's much better now.

"Yan Guo's literary style has always been inferior to my South Korea, it is said that the King of Zhongyong is a warrior, isn't the prince of Zhenguo joking!"

"Yes, wouldn't it be embarrassing to ask a martial artist to make a poem!" At this time, many scribes made mocking sounds, very malicious.

Yu Yichen couldn't help but laugh secretly, no matter whether these people deliberately didn't give themselves face, or whether it was agitated or not, but today he was going to pretend to be forced, and it was good to take the opportunity to slap him in the face.

"Wading the river to play in autumn water, love this red fern fresh. At this moment, the clear voice came to the lotus pond, just one sentence, the lotus pond was full of water sounds, and the lotus flowers opened almost at the same time.

"Climbing lotus makes its beads, rippling and not round. In the beautiful clouds, I want to give away the sky. Acacia has no cause to see, looking forward to the cool breeze. Yu Yichen chanted unhurriedly, and the picture outlined by the poems appeared very vividly in everyone's minds.

At this time, the water in the lotus pond was constantly rippling, as if a person's excited heart was surging.

The autumn water is clear, the frolicking river is beautiful, and the red lotus is delicious. Climb a turquoise lotus leaf, tease the lotus heart water droplets, rippling, water droplets do not form a circle. You are far away in the clouds in the sky, and you want to give me the lotus, too far. Acacia can't imagine it, looking into the distance melancholy in the cold autumn wind.

This beautiful scenery is narrated, and it outlines a different story in everyone's heart.

Several great Confucian scholars showed appreciation on their faces, and more than a dozen writers all raised their mouths slightly at this time, while Liu Xuan was dumbfounded, as if he couldn't believe what he heard.

"Who made this poem, it's simply a new artistic conception of Yonghe poetry!"

"Yes, it's better to be so literate!"

"Peerless sentences, peerless sentences!" Ma Wenru applauded the case, full of admiration.

"I don't know who made this poem, please give it a name!" Another Wen Ru also got up and drank!

The Lotus Cultural Society can be participated anonymously, and there have been beautiful things that have been attended anonymously by Confucians in the past, leaving quatrains and drifting away. After being exposed, the fame was at least multiplied by two.

"Yan Guo Yu Yichen!" The faint voice carried the vitality of a young man, and the lotus pond was suddenly silent.

Is there a mistake? Someone laughed at Yu Yichen for being a martial artist before, and immediately opened his mouth to come up with such a five-character quatrain? Look at the lotus in the lotus pond out of ten out of ten lotus flowers, this is really a slap in the face.

"King Zhongyong, you are really amazing! I have never seen so many lotus flowers bloom in the lotus pond!" Princess Lianyue pounced excitedly at this time, and her beautiful eyes were shining as if she had seen an idol, with a kind of love.