What to write about? At this time, Xiao Chenxuan's brain was too full, and the ancient essays about the Mid-Autumn Festival appeared in his mind one by one, and for a while, Xiao Chenxuan didn't know which one to copy, Xiao Chenxuan frowned tightly and entered deep contemplation.

"Yo! Is this something that can't be written? Seeing that Xiao Chenxuan didn't react for a long time, the prince of Ning Guo spoke.

This is, the prince of Liang also echoed: "Hmph, how can there be any poetry immortals in wine, according to this king!" It's just that someone has made suggestions behind our King of Ji and prepared poems for him in advance, so that our King of Ji can be convenient! If you have nothing to do, you will run to the land of fireworks, get drunk and recite a song today, and recite a song tomorrow when you are drunk, plus the people behind him will operate a little, one and two, not to mention making a poetry fairy in wine, it is not impossible to create a god of wine, you said, what this king said has some truth. ”

As soon as the prince of Liang Guo's voice fell, in the banquet hall, everyone looked at Xiao Chenxuan with a smile, and they all felt that what the prince of Liang Guo said was very reasonable.

"Yes! Yes! There must be such a thing, how can there be so many poets and immortals in wine, just drink and drink and you will chant poems, what sage books do we still read? ”

"That's it! It is! Everyone had different opinions, but they didn't want to think about it, on the day Xiao Chenxuan was rumored to be a poet fairy in wine, Xiao Chenxuan casually made countless good poems in Wanhualou, or was it proposed by others on the spot, and each of the poems he made was comparable to a classic!

Xiao Chenxuan's plagiarized poems, they are all powerful through the ages, how can they be comparable to these mediocre talents in the banquet, how can they be qualified to criticize Xiao Chenxuan's plagiarized poems?

Of course, ridiculing Xiao Chenxuan, all of this is because of the Chengying Sword, and then there is Xiao Chenxuan who offended the Six Kingdoms by saying that he has offended the Six Nations, so the Six Nations sincerely have a grudge with Xiao Chenxuan, so it is understandable that the personnel of the Six Nations insulted Xiao Chenxuan.

At this time, Xiao Chenxuan didn't pay attention to everyone at all, since he didn't play a bigger one, the Mid-Autumn Festival was the theme, the ancient poems with this theme in his mind were simply rotten, Xiao Chenxuan felt that he had no pressure to "copy" ten capitals in one go!

Xiao Chenxuan looked left and right, ready to pick a poem that could write the Mid-Autumn Festival to plagiarize, write the Mid-Autumn Festival, and see how these hypocritical literati will write poems in the Mid-Autumn Festival in the future.

Xiao Chenxuan's eyes scanned back and forth in the banquet hall, not to mention, after hundreds of years of repeated carving and decoration of the Tianshun Imperial Palace, compared to the rest of the palaces of the six countries, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the Heavenly Palace, and besides, it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival in the near future, and he led the Chu State delegation to Tianshun, whether it is the envoy or the soldier of his subordinates, how can there be anyone who does not miss his hometown, Xiao Chenxuan immediately thought of which powerful poem he should copy.

At this time, everyone in the Chu State Mission, seeing that Xiao Chenxuan did not react for a long time, stared at Xiao Chenxuan one by one, frowned a little, and couldn't help but get anxious in their hearts, could it be that the prince couldn't do it for a while?

Seeing Xiao Chenxuan's frowns, and the students of the Six Nations were talking about it, Yang Yong looked at Xiao Chenxuan very proudly, showing a smile, but what kind of smile is this Nima? Obviously not very friendly.

The plagiarism target was locked, Xiao Chenxuan jumped off the banquet table in one step, lifted the fruit wine on the banquet table and drank it all, and then, with the pen he picked up, he wrote Su Shi Su Dongpo's "Water Tune Song Head".

The King of Qiannan beside Xiao Chenxuan, seeing Xiao Chenxuan writing crookedly, the King of Qiannan was stunned at first, shook his head and smiled bitterly, and then began to read out sentence by sentence.

When is the bright moon? Ask the sky for wine. 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 how the shadow seems to be in the world.

Turn Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly. There should be no hatred, what is the long time to say goodbye? 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. ”

This is a poem by Su Shi, as soon as this poem comes out, it is claimed that there is no Mid-Autumn Festival in the world.

As soon as King Qiannan's words fell, the entire banquet hall fell completely silent, and everyone stared at Xiao Chenxuan deeply, unable to speak for a long time.

Especially the few princes in the banquet hall, all of them were as pale as mud, very ugly, after all, a few people and Xiao Chenxuan are all princes, and they are also the envoys of the missions of various countries, but the gap is so big, people are famous poems through the ages, and they will only sarcastically sarcastic others, but they were slapped in the face, who can accept this blow!

Language and literature have no borders since ancient times, not to mention that the seven kingdoms of the world were all split from the Tianshun Empire, at this time, Dong Ming, the dean of the Tai Academy of the Tianshun Empire, suddenly clapped his hands loudly and shouted.

"I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles! The old man asked himself, let the old man live for a hundred years, it is difficult to make such poems, today I am fortunate to be able to witness such a masterpiece, even if the old man dies immediately, he will have no regrets, haha......"

Xiao Chenxuan, who was still pretending to be forced, was almost taken aback by Dong Ming, what kind of excitement did this bad old man have, how could he suddenly pass on his masterpieces, didn't he still doubt this king just now? Touting this king like this, won't this old man's conscience hurt?

Although everyone knows that Xiao Chenxuan's poem is indeed good, it doesn't seem to be so exaggerated, right?

After witnessing a masterpiece that can be killed immediately, Xiao Chenxuan wanted to say, "Do you want to die?" One song for each person, I promise to send you to the west one by one, so that you will not use force in the future to dominate the world! ”

"Ahem, concession, concession, poetry is a small way, not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning!" Xiao Chenxuan arched his hands and said with a modest expression.

Hearing Xiao Chenxuan's words, Huang Qiushui, as the deputy envoy of the State of Chu, turned red with excitement, raised his head and walked in front of Xiao Chenxuan, very proud, and kept disbursing his stomach in his heart, look! Just now, one or two kept chattering crookedly sarcasm, full of nonsense, and someone in my country Ji Wang wrote hype for him behind him! Now that you have set the title, I will be able to crush you to death in the division of my country's Ji Wang, and slap your face! ”

Of course, Huang Qiushui Ye knew that Xiao Chenxuan once fought Yang Jiang in Jingchu Wanhualou and became famous, and then went crazy to Yang Tongwen's apprentice in Chu Guotai Academy, but then he never heard His Royal Highness King Ji compose poems, only heard that he stayed in King Ji all day to eat, not like a literati at all, but like a cupboard, and he also went to his house to eat pig-killing rice.

Because of this, in the Jingchu Imperial City, there are also many people who are skeptical about Xiao Chenxuan's cultural level, after all, a gentleman who has been a dog and horse all day long, and has been a bastard for one or two decades, and suddenly told everyone, in fact, I used to tease you, I am a person who can write to calm the world, and martial arts can go on the horse to determine the world, you say that it is strange if someone can believe it!.

Especially in Wanhualou, just a few people from His Royal Highness King Ji, everyone naturally doesn't believe in the things that come out, Bijie, what is Wanhualou, that's where men look for flowers and willows! Can you believe what comes out? Therefore, there are many rumors that Xiao Chenxuan was found to write it by someone at that time, and even he laughed at it at that time, thinking that it was not enough to believe it at all.

"Okay! Since the countries want the name of His Royal Highness the King of Ji to spread all over the world, I have waited for the courtiers of the Chu State to thank me here. Huang Qiushui said with a smile.

"I, the courtiers of the Chu State, have thanked the countries here, and let the name of His Royal Highness the King of Ji of our country spread all over the world." Hearing Huang Qiushui's words, the entire Chu State delegation members bowed their hands and thanked the personnel of the six countries.

Hearing the words of the Chu State Mission, the people of the six countries in the banquet hall were so angry that they looked ugly, especially Yang Yong, who looked at Xiao Chenxuan who was proud in the audience in disbelief, and couldn't figure out how anyone could write two masterpieces in just a few minutes.

Yang Yong knew that the Six Nations lost this game, not to mention that the Six Nations made a bet with Xiao Chenxuan, he Xiao Chenxuan made a poem and automatically admitted defeat, since otherwise, even if the Six Nations had enough time, it would definitely not be better than Xiao Chenxuan's, and besides, the dean of the Tai Academy of his Tianshun Empire personally admitted that he would give him another hundred times, and he would not be able to write such a masterpiece, and if the students could write it.

But his goal has been achieved, and the next thing is to see if the five countries can leave the Chu State mission in the picture of going back, Yang Yong said with a smile.

"In this game, my Tianshun Empire admits defeat, this king thinks, the other five countries should be similar to this king's idea, and the talent of His Royal Highness King Ji is really admired by this king!"

"I'll throw in the towel." The envoys of the embassies of the five countries also said one after another.

Hearing the Six Kingdoms admit defeat, Huang Qiushui felt that he ran and grabbed Xiao Chenxuan's masterpiece, if this is the original work, if he can wait for His Royal Highness's permission, he can get this poem back and inlay it, and it can be used as an heirloom.

But Xiao Chenxuan doesn't know how to use a brush at all, and he can't write traditional Chinese characters at all, if he wants to pretend to be forced in Jingchu before, Xiao Chenxuan always has a small tail by his side, Xiao Chenhao, who has always acted as his writer! And today Xiao Chenhao is not here, Xiao Chenxuan has no choice but to do it himself, but his crooked words make Huang Qiushui want to cry, and he doesn't know how familiar King Qiannan and His Royal Highness King Ji are, since he can recognize the words he wrote, it is really embarrassing for King Qiannan.

"What the hell! His Royal Highness King Ji has this kind of calligraphy, how can His Majesty tolerate him! Huang Qiushui was shocked when he glanced at Xiao Chenxuan's crooked words, even if he was a gentleman in Jing Chu who didn't learn and didn't know how to do it, at least the words written could still be eye-catching, but the words written by His Royal Highness King Ji were really no different from ghost paintings.

Huang Qiushui was really speechless at this time, it was also a wonder that His Royal Highness was so embarrassed to write such an ugly character on such an occasion.

And Dong Ming, the dean of the Tianshun Imperial Tai Academy, has long been thinking about the "Water Tune Song Head" written by Xiao Chenxuan, and has long known that this is the original manuscript of the masterpiece, if he is lucky enough to get it, the collection value will definitely not be lower than the one he collects.

I don't know when, Dong Ming quietly walked to Huang Qiushui's side, but when he watched Xiao Chenxuan write, the residual saliva in his mouth squirted out directly: "Poof...."

"Hahaha, today's old man is really insightful, His Royal Highness King Ji, can you give this ink treasure to the old man, of course, all kinds of calligraphy and paintings collected in the old man's house, even a single book, as long as King Ji can see it, you can take it.

Hearing Dong Ming's words, Xiao Chenxuan was embarrassed, but what he wrote was really like a ghost painting peach talisman, and he looked at it with spicy eyes, not to mention these worldly Confucians.