Yu Shinan said to himself: "The water drops my brother's head...... Water Tune Song Head...... Others only knew that Uncle Yi was joking, but they didn't expect that there was a lot of meaning in this. Wild Sand Literature Network"

Then, he raised his head and said: "Yu is not talented, he was called the first poet of the Tang Dynasty, but when he heard this water, he immediately felt ashamed of himself. ”

"Yes!"

"Although this song is not a poem, who doesn't know the name of Duhe's great talent!"

The crowd responded.

Someone proposed: "Uncle Yi County, it's better to write down your singing lyrics and let everyone see it, it sounds good when you sing it, but I don't understand some places!" ”

"Yes, please write it down, so that I can wait and see!"

It's difficult.

Duho walked into the middle of the field and came to a table.

Before he could do it.

I saw Kong Yingda step forward to study ink.

Yu Shinan helped spread out the paper.

Next to him, the gray-haired Yan Shigu had already handed over the brush.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

What kind of treatment is this?

That's too high!

Confucius studied ink, Yan Shi handed the pen, and Yu Shinan, the first poet of the Tang Dynasty, spread paper.

Such a form has never been seen in the current dynasty.

But instead of feeling ashamed, Du He, this kid, looked indifferent, took the brush from Yan Shigu's hand as a matter of course, and wrote it on the paper.

When he wrote a sentence, Yu Shinan read it aloud.

"When is the bright moon?"

"Ask Qingtian for wine!"

“……”

"People have joys and sorrows!"

"The moon is sunny and the moon is full!"

……

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

A poem, quickly written.

But everyone is still savoring.

If Fang Cai's lyrics are a pot of fierce new wine, which shocks everyone, then after writing it down now, it is a pot of old wine, although not so violent, but it can make people have an endless aftertaste.

Not to mention the poems written by the talents of the Caijia Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Club, it is the poem written by Yu Shinan before the opening, and now it seems that it is also overshadowed, it is simply a huge difference between yellow mud and mutton fat jade, roasted sweet potatoes and delicious delicacies.

This poem directly established the status of the first poet of Duhe Datang.

And behind the crowd, Changsun Chong, who came back with a change of clothes, leaned next to the eldest grandson queen and whispered: "Auntie, this good Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting, I originally won the first place, but now it's good, Du He suddenly fell from the sky and robbed all the limelight, and then I took the first place, what else does it mean!" ”

Empress Eldest Sun was also holding back a breath of anger in her heart.

Her carefully planned Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting is to repair the bridge and repair the road for her nephew, as long as the eldest grandson Chong can get the first place, His Majesty will have no reason not to marry the beauty to Sikong Mansion at that time.

Originally, everything was going well, but he didn't know that he killed Du He halfway, and the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting that everyone participated in was forced to become his one-man show, and he alone became a great talent who attracted the attention of the audience, and even Yu Shinan did not hesitate to hand over the title of the first poet of the Tang Dynasty.

Empress Changsun turned her head and said to Changsun Chong: "Chong'er, don't worry, your aunt will make decisions for you." ”

……

On the bank of the river near Changle Fang.

Seeing that the downstream is almost out of water, and the water surface upstream is close to the height of the iron plate.

Lu Yuan and the others were guarding the shore, staring at the direction of the palace without blinking.

A craftsman next to him said anxiously: "Chief Engineer Lu, I can't wait any longer, if it goes on like this, I'm afraid that something will happen, you see that the iron plate is deformed, and after half a pillar of incense, I'm afraid that it will burst, and when the time comes, I'm afraid that it will cause disaster!" ”

Lu Yuan looked at the sky and shook his head: "Of course I know, but ...... Without the young master's order, even if His Majesty comes, don't want us to release the water, wait, the young master must have his own plans, why should I wait for this! ”

The water is getting higher and higher.

……

Just when everyone was touting Du He, they saw Empress Changsun suddenly come forward, pointed at Du He, and suddenly shouted: "Come on, take down this person who pretends to be a god and deceives his subordinates." ”

Bang bang.

The surrounding troops all rushed up, drew their weapons, and rushed towards Duhe.

Before everyone could react, the marchers had already surrounded Duhe.

Du He turned around, looked at the eldest grandson queen, and asked, "Dare to ask the queen, I, Du He, what is the crime?" ”

Empress Changsun's eyes dodged, and she said in her heart, how can this palace not know that you have made many contributions to the Tang Dynasty, and now you are just a child, but for the sake of the eldest grandson's family, what can't this palace do.

"Hmph, Du He, you didn't learn well at a young age, but you learned the ability to pretend to be a ghost, and now you are here to bewitch the people and deceive people, even Your Majesty was almost deceived by you, it's really unreasonable, take it away!" Empress Eldest Sun did not give Du He a chance to argue at all.

Seeing that the soldiers were about to step forward.

Suddenly, the sound of rushing water sounded under everyone's feet.

Everyone looked down, and at some point, the water level of the lake had already exceeded this Fufeng Garden, and the corridor on the opposite bank had already been submerged.

The crowd was trapped on the island.

The water surface is slowly rising.

In less than a moment, the lake has already submerged the instep.

"Hahaha......"

Everyone was stunned, but they heard Du He laugh loudly.

He glanced around at everyone and said, "Queen, you see, it's not that I, Du He, am pretending to be a ghost, all this is the will of heaven, the will of heaven is like this, why do you bear it?" ”

"What providence, it's just nonsense! It's clear that the water is rising outside the city! ”

Du He smiled and asked: "Dare to ask the queen, it has not rained recently, and it has not rained in the surrounding state capitals, how can the water rise?" ”

"This ......"

Empress Changsun was speechless for a while.

Du He said again: "This time, God is on my side, and no one can recede this water except me." ”

"Hugh is going to talk nonsense! I want to see how you can recede the waters. Empress Eldest Sun said angrily.

She is the master of the harem, the mother of the world, and the eldest grandson family behind her, but now she is speechless by a young man's rhetorical question, and she is very angry in her heart.

Du He smiled slightly, took out something like a bamboo tube from his sleeve, and jerked a ring below, aiming it at the sky.

Shout.

A hiss.

The thing flew into the sky from Duhe's hand.

Syllable.

In the air, there was an explosion.

Then, everyone saw that the lake was almost knee-deep, and it receded in an uproar.

Everyone present widened their eyes one by one, and their faces were full of incredible watches.

I was wondering how Du He did it.

Now, Du He is not only the first poet of the Tang Dynasty, but also the first mysterious person of the Tang Dynasty.

How does it happen from the sky?

How does it work with your feet on the water?

How did it sound incredible to attract the flood and let the water recede, but it appeared so vividly in front of you?

One mystery after another appeared in the hearts of everyone.

……