Yun Meng'er stood beside her and saw Wang Dalong write out a word brand name first.

"Water tune song head?"

She couldn't help but read it.

"Water tunes the song head, when will the bright moon be. ”

Hearing these words, the people around him were also curious.

Even if they were disdainful of Wang Dalong before, they couldn't help but listen attentively at this time.

Yun Meng'er continued to read.

"When is the bright moon? ”

"I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace. ”

"I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the high place is unbearable. ”

"Dance to figure out the shadow, how it seems to be in the world. ”

In the blink of an eye, the upper que is complete.

The person who originally had a mocking expression on his face became particularly solemn at this moment.

Regardless of the men and women present, anyone who can come in on this occasion may not be able to write such amazing and glamorous poems, but there is still a certain level of appreciation.

Just one of them, they can feel extraordinary.

The most surprised, or shocked, were the two masters and apprentices of Fan Yong and Zhang Xiaoxian.

Originally, they thought that what Wang Dalong wrote might be a piece of, or a little better than a piece of, but no matter what, it will definitely not be on the elegant stage.

But I never thought that as soon as I made a move, it would be so strong......

As the saying goes, connoisseurs will know if there is one as soon as they make a move.

Just one of them came out, and they, the big and small poet kings, had already realized that they were not as good as Wang Dalong!

At this time, Yun Meng'er began to read Xiaque.

"Turn to Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly. ”

"There should be no hatred, and nothing will be done in a long way. ”

"People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete. ”

"I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles!"

Wang Dalong finally wrote down the "Water Tune Song Head: When Will the Bright Moon Be There" by Su Shi in his previous life.

At this moment, the people around are already stupid and completely stunned!

The feelings in their hearts are completely inexpressible in words.

It is impossible to describe this first word.

If I had to comment on this poem, it would be just one sentence.

After this poem came out, it was already written about the moon.

From now on, whoever writes about the moon again will be dishonoring himself!

Fan Yong, who was originally full of superiority, and Zhang Xiaoxian, were even more pale, as if they had suffered a huge blow.

Before starting, Wang Dalong said that they don't have to write anymore, no matter what they write, it is a waste of time.

At that time, they scoffed.

Now, they believed.

"We lost. ”

The two of them bowed their heads.

Even if they don't want to admit it, they have to say it.

"People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny...... May people last a long time. It's so well written, it's really good!"

"This poem will surely be passed down through the ages!"

"Ye Gongzi, I really didn't misunderstand you!"

After the silence of the crowd, a discussion finally broke out.

The young girls who were always paying attention to him because of Wang Dalong's handsomeness were even brighter in their eyes at this moment.

In a poem, Wang Dalong became the absolute center, the absolute point of worship.

Everyone knows that the invincible poet Ye Liangchen will be famous all over the world from today.

Fan Yong and Zhang Xiaoxian, the pair of masters and apprentices, these two big and small poet kings, came to an abrupt end!

As Zhang Xiaoxian's most loyal admirer, Song Yinglan couldn't accept such a fact.

She only felt that her faith had collapsed.

"Impossible! fake, definitely fake!"

Song Yinglan stared at Wang Dalong tightly.

"Since you are so handsome, it is impossible for you to be so good at writing lyrics, this poem is definitely ghostwritten by others!"

Yun Meng'er's face turned cold: "Miss Song, are you excessive? How can a person who can make such words write for others? Is it so difficult to admit that others are excellent?"

Song Yinglan immediately turned pale and did not dare to speak.

Yun Meng'er said again: "Now, I announce that the first place in today's poetry meeting belongs to Ye Liangchen Ye Gongzi, and Yun Ziling is also his, and other people should not have opinions, right?"

Yun Meng'er's body erupted with a chill.

Naturally, no one dared to have an opinion.

Putting aside the moment, this poem really makes all literati feel desperate and unattainable.

Even if Yun Meng'er had this attitude at this moment, they didn't dare to have any opinions.

Then, Yun Meng'er took out the cloud word order and handed it to Wang Dalong: "Ye Gongzi, this is the cloud word order, you can let my Fengyun Chamber of Commerce cloud word series up and down, and do one thing for you." ”

Wang Dalong took it and looked at it, the token was the size of his palm, with the word cloud written on one side and the four words of Fengyun Chamber of Commerce written on the other.

The token seems to be wooden, but it's not quite the same, and it just looks unremarkable overall.

"Okay, that's the end of today's poetry meeting. ”

Yun Meng'er spoke again.

"Ye Gongzi, I wonder if you are interested in staying for a light meal?"

Wang Dalong said: "I just didn't have dinner, so I'm welcome." ”

......

Not long after the Mid-Autumn Festival poems of Shiyun Xiaoge dispersed, what happened inside and "When Will the Bright Moon Exist" written by Wang Dalong was completely circulated.

The name of the invincible poet Ye Liangchen, for a time, shocked the whole of Kyoto.

It can be said that everyone knows about it.

Especially among literati, Ye Liangchen's name and the poem "When is the Bright Moon" are widely circulated.

Among them, classic sentences such as "I wish people a long time and a thousand miles together" have been remembered by countless people and passed on by word of mouth.

This matter, this poem, swept out with the momentum of a beacon fire.

Maybe it won't be long before the entire Nanzhou will sound the name of the invincible poet Ye Liangchen.

Of course, there are still people who dismiss it.

After all, this is a world where cultivators are respected.

In this world, the most useful thing is cultivation, and big fists are the last word.

And writing poems and lyrics, in the eyes of most people, is just a side way, and it is of no use for cultivation.

But no matter what, it can't change the fact that the name Ye Liangchen has become extremely loud.

Even, in Kyoto City, many famous ladies fell in love with Wang Dalong just because of a poem.

Especially after hearing that the invincible poet saint is also extremely handsome, he is even more eager to make all kinds of inquiries, and wants to find a matchmaker to talk to the matchmaker.

However, in the prime minister's mansion, it is a different scene.