Luo Ning was still a little confused when he entered the palace.

This scholar, a famous poet of Yingyang, and a teacher who was also employed by the Young Pioneers, thought about it, and always felt that His Majesty the King summoned him to probably want to see the progress of the students' studies.

So Luo Ning simply brought a stack of homework from the more outstanding students.

Since ancient times, as a people's teacher, how can I stand out and have a good face? It is not to evaluate professional titles, but to teach a group of students who are.

Especially Luo Ning is keenly aware that the future of his group of students is very promising, if he really finally comes out of some cattle, he is also honored as a teacher, isn't he?

Therefore, he is very concerned about education.

But when Luo Ning entered the main hall and saw His Majesty the King with an unfathomable face and the Prime Minister who lowered his eyebrows and did not speak, he immediately became alert.

I always feel ......

Something was wrong with the air in the main hall.

"Your Majesty. ”

Luo Ning gave a deep salute.

Zhang Xun looked at him and said with a smile: "No nonsense, this time I invited Mr. Luo Ning to come over, mainly because of one thing." ”

"Your Majesty, please speak. Luo Ning raised his head, inexplicably a little nervous.

"I heard that you are a famous poet in the kingdom?"

Luo Ning was a little surprised, he didn't expect the king to mention this matter, and couldn't help but smile reservedly: "I don't dare to be famous, but there are a few small poems." ”

"Well, don't be modest, sir. Zhang Xun waved his hand, smiled, then thought for a while, and said slowly, "That's the case, recently, I have become a little interested in this love poem, but I have never been in contact with it before, I heard that Mr. is very knowledgeable, just like learning from you, ah." ”

Love poems?

Luo Ning was even more puzzled, and suddenly looked carefully at the prime minister next to him, and after finding that Levi's face was strange, Luo Ning's heart suddenly moved slightly.

Since he is a famous scholar, he is naturally a smart man.

Smart people are prone to blind associations a lot of times.

At this moment, seeing the excuse of the young King and the strange expression of the Prime Minister, his heart wrinkled slightly, his eyes wandered, and suddenly he had a thought.

Could it be ...... Is it who the young King has taken a fancy to and wants to catch himself ghostwriting love poems?

This kind of thing is not uncommon in the five countries.

Luo Ning thought about it, and felt more and more certain, and suddenly felt that there was a heavy responsibility on his shoulders, but he thought of the opportunity to show his talents, and he was a little eager to try.

"Sir?" Zhang Xun didn't answer when he saw him standing still, and couldn't help but call him.

Luo Ning smiled and said: "Your Majesty has a life, don't dare to disobey, speaking of this love poem, I happened to write one a few days ago, if Your Majesty doesn't mind, Luo Ning is willing to offer ugliness." ”

Zhang Xun thought to himself that these are all people from the background of the medieval world, how can they still be the hypocritical modesty of the Republic?

Do you really think you can't see through your swaggering thoughts?

Zhang Xun thought in his heart, smiled on his face and immediately agreed, and ordered someone to get a pen and paper, he wanted to see what the poetry of this world looked like.

Luo Ning was not polite, and immediately wrote a long poem.

It didn't take much time, so I finished writing.

"Your Majesty, please see. ”

Luo Ning smiled confidently and presented it to him, seeing Zhang Xun pinching the paper and looking down to taste it, Luo Ning's eyebrows were full of joy.

As a well-known poet, he is still very confident in his poems.

In order to take care of Luke's age, he also deliberately wrote the words and sentences more beautifully, using the beautiful narrative penmanship of prose, which is not very good, but it is better than beauty.

But after a while, when His Majesty raised his head again, his face did not seem very satisfied.

Zhang Xun hesitated: "This is the ...... The poetic genre that is prevalent in the five countries today?"

He was a little surprised, he originally thought that the five countries of the other world, as an independent world, should have a unique poetic style since they have their own independent writing, but this is not the case.

The poem written by Luo Ning is almost the same as the kind of poetry of Western Europe in the Blue Star.

It's very similar.

Although the text is different, the form is the same.

Even the way it is written, there seems to be similarities.

As for the quality, although Luo Ning's poem is not bad, it is just decent in Zhang Xun's eyes.

Zhang Xun actually doesn't have much appreciation for poetry, but he can't stand the fact that almost all the ancient and modern Chinese and foreign poems that Zhang Xun has read have been screened by time and are relatively good, so on this basis, he felt a little dissatisfied when he saw Luo Ning's poem.

To be fair, it's not that Luo Ning writes badly, it's just that Zhang Xun's vision is relatively high.

“…… Be. Luo Ning's smile retracted, and suddenly he was a little apprehensive, His Majesty the King didn't seem to be satisfied?

How can this be?

"Well, I know what poetry in this world is like. Zhang Xun suddenly said something that the two of them couldn't understand, and then Luo Ning and Levi saw their young majesty show a strange smile.

"Well, if that's the case, I think I can write about it. ”

Zhang Xun said suddenly.

Luo Ning opened his mouth, and finally couldn't help but show a hint of disapproval on his face.

But he quickly disguised his feelings.

In his opinion, it was probably because the king was young and vigorous, and he felt that everything was as simple as it seemed, and this kind of thing was very common, Luo Ning smiled faintly and did not say anything more.

Levi also shook his head silently when he saw this, but the prime minister was a mature politician after all, so he didn't say much.

Under the unanimous silence of the two, Zhang Xun picked up the pen by himself, then pulled over a blank piece of paper, and suddenly began to be in a daze.

He was certainly not in a daze, but in reminiscence.

Since the forms of the poems in the two worlds are so similar, Zhang Xun feels that he is sorry for his identity as an online writer if he doesn't copy a few more poems in this situation.

This kind of plot is ...... He's written it!

So, there's no obstacle to doing this kind of thing.

He didn't even have to go back to check the information, he had it in his own memory bank.

"The kind of love poetry in the West...... Let me think about ......"

Zhang Xun began to think about it, and the first things that came to mind were the popular ones, such as Tagore's "The Furthest Distance in the World" and Yeats's "When You're Old", which were played badly, but Zhang Xun didn't want to copy these, mainly because he thought it was too vulgar and should be something fresh and refined.

Since you want to copy it, you should always pick a big cow to copy it.

For example......

Shakespeare?

He happened to have a Shakespeare sonnet No. 116 in his memory

Zhang Xun pondered, although he himself did not have any aesthetic ability for poetry, but ......

"Shakespeare, alas, not how good it is, but at least it won't be bad, right?"

Thinking about it, I made up my mind.

As soon as his wrist sank, he began to copy.

……

……

Vicissitudes of life

Love lives forever

Reign mightily until the end of the world

If anyone can prove that I have gone too far

Even if I never wrote poetry

World

Never loved

……

……

After copying the poem, Zhang Xun thought about it for a while, didn't start the title, shook off the ink, and threw the pen away.

I looked at it and was very satisfied.

"It may not be appropriate, but it's ...... It's not a big problem to fool a literary girl in her twenties, right?"

Zhang Xun thought.