"A good natural talent, I will be useful!"

In the apse, the emperor couldn't help but clap his palms and praised: "The name of the poet immortal is really worthy of its name!"

"Five-flowered horses, daughters and daughters, Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell eternal sorrow with you. ”

After Yan Yuchen finished reading, the hall suddenly became as silent as death.

Even Li Bai, who was excited just now, was sluggish at this time, without saying a word, and his ears kept echoing this heroic and unrestrained general into the wine, which lasted for a long time.

In the apse across the curtain, the emperor sat down slowly, muttering in his mouth, and actually memorized all the first sentences from the beginning.

The ancestor was not good at poetry, and when he saw that the atmosphere was not right, he couldn't help asking, "How is this poem?"

The old eunuch said excitedly: "Back to the old ancestor, as soon as this poem comes out, no one will dare to compete with him tonight! This son is so young, and he has such an earth-shattering talent, which is really an eye-opener for the old slave! I am not in the central country, and there are many talents, I am gratifying! I am gratifying!"

The old ancestor was stunned for a moment, glanced at the girl beside him, and suddenly smiled: "The vision is not bad." However, it is not enough to have literary brilliance. ”

"Smack!"

The emperor slammed the table, stood up, and said with a sparkle in his eyes: "Lao He, write down this person! I have such a talented person in Weiyang Country, I don't even know it, it seems that the heads of those wine bags and rice bags don't want to be protected!"

The old ancestor glanced at him and said, "It's just a poem, why is the emperor so excited." The character of the lord of a country can't be calm?"

The emperor said excitedly: "Grandmother, you don't know that once this poem is published, it will be famous all over the world! This son casually chanted without thinking about it, which shows how high the talent in his belly is, and it is really a rare talent! The grandson was overjoyed when he saw it, and he was inevitably a little excited. ”

The old ancestor showed a hint of banter in his eyes, and said, "How is it better than the horse master Yu Wenqing that you believe in your heart?"

The emperor was embarrassed for a moment, shook his head and said: "Although Yu Wenqing is also talented, once this poem comes out, if he is smart, he will never dare to speak again." Otherwise, it would be self-inflicted. ”

A fierce exclamation suddenly sounded in the hall.

"Good poetry!

"Life must be happy, I am born to be useful!

"The name of the poet immortal is worthy of the name! Admire!

"As soon as this poem comes out, the world's poetry will be eclipsed!"

The crowd exclaimed and high-fived, full of praise.

The literati have always been proud of themselves, but they will never hesitate to appreciate and admire good poems and good words.

The corners of Yu Wenqing's eyes twitched, and his left hand clenched the wine glass in his hand, and his face became extremely ugly.

He does have a manuscript of poetry in his belly, and it is also a good poem, but if you compare it to this poem, it is not as good as shit.

He was unwilling, so he had to turn around and look at the few literati behind him.

These people are all famous talents in the country, he only hopes that someone can make a better song, and suppress that kid, even if he didn't do it, as long as he can see that kid eating deflated, he will be satisfied.

However, the young men behind him, who were still extremely arrogant just now, at this time, after listening to this song, their faces were suddenly full of shock, and they no longer had the slightest arrogance.

When they saw the gaze of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, they all lowered their heads with shame on their faces.

"Rubbish!"

Yu Wenqing scolded viciously, "clicked", and crushed the wine glass in his hand.

Who knew that Yan Yuchen, who was standing on it, hurriedly said: "Brother Yuwen must not be arrogant, even if Brother Yuwen knows that he is invincible, he can't scold himself for being a waste, people, you must know how to respect yourself!"

"Poof—"

In the wing room at the back of the hall, Luo Yingjiu couldn't help it again, laughed, and quickly covered her mouth.

The old ancestor glanced at her and sighed, "This kid is not an honest person at first glance." ”

Yuwen Qing's face turned pale with anger, stood up suddenly, pointed at him and said, "You...... You are presumptuous!...... Prince Ben"

Before he finished speaking, Yan Yuchen arched his hand and said, "Your Royal Highness the Prince, didn't you just say that you already have a poem manuscript in your belly?"

Everyone's eyes looked at it in unison.

Yuwen Qing's pale face turned red in an instant, and he glanced at him hatefully a few times, then flicked his robe, sat down, and said with a gloomy face: "This prince forgot again, don't groan." ”

Yan Yuchen said with a smile: "Then how does His Royal Highness the Crown Prince think that this poem will be drunk? Is it much better than His Royal Highness the Prince's poem in the stillborn womb?"

"You ......"

Yu Wenqing glared angrily, trembling with anger, but because the audience was full ......of important guests, he had to endure it, gritted his teeth and said: "Yan Gongzi's general wine, it is indeed a rare good poem! Can't compare!"

The last three words are full of humiliating hatred.

However, if it can't be compared, it is impossible for him to open his eyes and say nonsense, the identity and status of those who are sitting here are not worse than him, everyone is full of praise, and they all say that it is a good poem, how can he refute it?

As the crown prince of Er's country, he naturally needs grace and etiquette, even if his heart is full of anger and shame.

"Hehe, thank you for the compliment, Your Royal Highness the Prince, I'm very embarrassed. ”

Yan Yuchen said with a smile.

Yu Wenqing was suddenly half angry, but he couldn't have a seizure.

A middle-aged man behind him, seeing that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was humiliated, his eyes were cold, and he arched his hand and said loudly: "The name of Yan Gongzi Shixian is indeed worthy of its name. In Xia Erli Wang Shang, he has loved seven-word quatrains since he was a child, and today I don't know if I am lucky enough to learn from Yan Gongzi?"

Although the seven words are short, it is a great test of skills, and this young man's long poem is done well, and it is not necessarily better than him above the seven words.

Wang Shang smiled slightly, and without waiting for him to refuse, he pointed to a painting on the wall next to him and said: "Green mountains and green bamboos, one of us takes mountains as the theme, and the other uses bamboo as the theme, how about it?"

Yan Yuchen put down his wine glass and said, "This ...... Not really, right?"

Wang Shang thought that his heart was empty, and his heart was settled, so he became even more aggressive, and said: "Yan Gongzi, don't you look down on my literati who have left the country?"

Yu Wenqing sneered and said: "Yan Gongzi, today you Weiyang Kingdom is the master, and the seventeenth princess personally presided over the poetry meeting, don't you even dare to write the poems of the guests? If you don't dare, bow your head and admit defeat, this prince will not laugh at you." ”

Luo Yingmeng "cough" twice, glanced at the young man next to her, and said in a low voice: "Are you sure?"

Yan Yuchen was about to speak, but Wang Shang didn't give the two a chance to discuss, and said with a smile: "Yan Gongzi, please!"

Yan Yuchen said, "Prince Wang, please first." I am a poet immortal, if I do it first, I am afraid that the prince will be like your Royal Highness the Prince, and he will be stillborn. ”

"You ......"

Yu Wenqing stood up suddenly, wanting to be angry, but when he saw the eyes around him looking at him playfully, his face suddenly became hot, he sat down, and said hatefully: "Yan Gongzi, don't take advantage of your tongue! Take the mountain as the theme, or take the bamboo as the theme, you Weiyang Country is the master, let you choose first!"

Luo Yingmeng smiled: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said that it was a joke, and the guests should be given priority." ”

Wang Shang no longer shirked, and said with a smile on his face: "Okay, then I will take the liberty to choose first." ”

He glanced at the paintings on the wall, and after a little hesitation, he smiled and said, "There is a mountain and a mountain high, I hope Yan Gongzi is not too confident." Let's take the mountain as the theme. ”

Yan Yuchen looked at the picture, frowned, and said, "Bamboo is the theme, don't do it." ”

Wang Shang didn't give him a chance to think, and said, "Young Master Yan, please!"

Yu Wenqing also knew that he couldn't be given time to think, and whoever suffers first, so he immediately sneered: "Young Master Yan, if you can't do it, admit defeat by yourself, don't waste time." ”

In the wing room at the back of the palace, the emperor's brows furrowed slightly, and he said unhappily: "It's a bit deceitful to leave the country here, since it is their question, it is natural that they write poems first." ”

The old ancestor smiled and said, "Emperor, what do you think of that Prince Yuwen now?"

The emperor frowned, not wanting to admit defeat, and said: "Young man, it is inevitable to win the battle, besides, tonight is to fight for the honor of their respective countries." Yu Wenqing was a little impatient and rude, which is understandable. ”

"Huh. ”

This sound came from the nineteenth of the falling cherry blossoms.

The emperor was a little embarrassed and said, "Nineteen, composing poetry is not Yu Wenqing's strong point. Yu Wenqing's cultivation talent is extremely high, and at a young age, he has already broken through the Jade Spirit Realm, and his future is limitless, he is a rare talent, and he is also extremely compatible with you. ”

"Oh, are you young?"

Luo Yingjiu sneered: "My daughter is sixteen this year, and he is twenty-nine this year, this is called young?"

The corners of the emperor's mouth twitched, and he said with a dry smile: "It's not far off, in his twenties, just a young man." There are really few people in nearby countries like Yu Wenqing who became masters of the Jade Spirit Realm in their twenties. ”

"Huh. ”

This time, it was the ancestors who were mocking.

The old eunuch opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

The emperor glared at him and said, "Do you have something to say?"

The old eunuch smiled flatteringly, looked at him cautiously and said, "Your Majesty, in fact, in my Weiyang Kingdom, I am also a master who has broken through the Jade Spirit Realm at a young age. He...... He's only a teenager......"

The emperor was stunned for a moment, looked at him in a daze, and then his face changed suddenly, and said, "Are you talking about the little devil who slaughtered the Chaoyang Sect......?"

Speaking of this, his body suddenly shook, and his eyes looked at the young man known as Shixian through the curtain in front of him in shock, and said in a trembling voice: "Yan ...... Face...... Yan Yuchen: Is that him?"

At this time, in the main hall, Yu Wenqing and Wang Shang did not give Yan Yuchen any chance to think, and forced him step by step.

Yan Yuchen slapped the table suddenly, startling Luo Yingmeng, and the wine on the table also jumped up and spilled on her chest, she hurriedly took out a handkerchief, bent down to wipe it.

After wiping, she grabbed Yan Yuchen's arm, and was about to be angry, Yan Yuchen suddenly looked at the green bamboo painted on it, and chanted loudly: "Insist that Qingshan does not relax, and the roots are in the broken rock." Thousands of blows are still strong, and the wind is blowing from east to west, north and south!"

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