The others all looked at Qin Ze angrily, thinking about how to fight back against him later.

But he saw Qin Ze suddenly raise his head and look at the sky at a very strange angle. There was even more sadness on his face, and at the end he let out a long sigh, which immediately caused everyone to be puzzled again.

As soon as Li Yifu wanted to open his mouth to sarcastically mock Qin Ze's trickery, he listened to Qin Ze's mouth.

His voice was very long, or very magnetic, as if the heartfelt words of a person who had seen through the world.

"You don't see, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns."

The subdued voice, coupled with the domineering verses, convinced everyone as soon as he spoke.

"The water of the Yellow River comes from the sky...... This is...... What a domineering ......"

Lu Qu stared at Qin Ze as if he was demented, muttering indistinctly.

Not only him, but everyone present had never heard such a bold verse, let alone a poem like Li Bai that took away the immortal spirit in his arrogance.

Qin Ze didn't seem to see his expression, he let out another long sigh, his tone suddenly changed, and he continued to chant in a vicissitudes of life and hoarse voice:

"You don't see, Gao Tang Mingjing is sad and white-haired, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk."

The comparison between the front and the back is bold, with a sigh for the passage of time, but it is sad but not touching.

No one spoke anymore, everyone quietly looked at the boy looking at the sky, and the sound of the vicissitudes of time convinced everyone's hearts.

And just when the relationship reached its lowest point, Qin Ze suddenly burst out laughing. Laugh freely and smile generously.

"Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon. I am born to be useful, and my daughter will come back when I am gone. ”

After two sentences in a row, Qin Ze's tone quickened. As he chanted, he stretched out his hand and grabbed at the sky from afar.

If the first few sentences convinced everyone, then these two sentences completely sank everyone.

And these two sentences are still high-level inverted sentences. The order was originally not to make the gold bottle empty to the moon, and life must be happy. However, Li Bai reversed its position, and expressed this casual meaning to the fullest.

And the last two sentences, not to mention them, the scholars of the Tang Dynasty, even in later generations, a sentence that I am born to be useful has inspired countless people.

This is so free and easy, and what a heroic life should be.

When Qin Ze sang here, the whole person had already entered a mysterious realm. He had practiced the recitation of this poem before, and now that he was in the land of the Tang Dynasty, covered with a Tang shirt, he suddenly felt that he was like Li Bai, like the poet fairy, who was singing his heroic spirit.

"Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle for pleasure will require three hundred cups of drink.

Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, will enter the wine, and the cup will not stop.

Sing a song with you, please listen to it for me.

The bells and drums are not expensive enough, but I hope that I will not wake up after being drunk for a long time.

The ancient sages were all lonely, and only the drinker left his name.

In the past, King Chen feasted peacefully, and fought wine for ten thousand years.

What is the owner's words, he has to sell the right gentleman.

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

There are more than 200 words in a poem about the wine, but Qin Ze reads it in one go. And with the verses, this action is constantly made. As the last word spit out, Qin Ze also suddenly woke up from the Mysterious Realm.

Gently touched the long shirt on his body, and looked at his feet, as well as the prosperous Chang'an. Qin Ze suddenly wondered if the poet immortal would have been here in a few decades, and would he also wear this long robe......

Looking at the people who were still indignant just now, their expressions were quite strange at this time.

Astound?

Mortified?

Intoxicated?

All kinds of hearts flashed on everyone's faces, and after all, no one said a word. Everyone was so stunned and silent in this article, and some even clenched their fists, not knowing what they had in mind.

Don't talk about them, even the second tiger on the side looked at Qin Ze with wide eyes at this time. Although he is not as good as these people in Li Yifu, he can also hear the heroism and freedom in Qin Ze's poem, especially the sentence that life must be happy, and his blood is boiling.

But the crux of the matter is that he knows what materials Qin Ze has. He can tell anyone with great certainty that Qin Ze is a half-baked scholar who can't even write calligraphy, there is no doubt about this.

And not only does this guy not know how to write, but sometimes he can't even read all the words.

But Qin Ze, who was not in his opinion, made such a majestic poem at this time, how could he not be shocked.

Qin Ze also woke up completely, and the heroic color he had before was also swept away, but he turned into that playful appearance again.

But at this time, no one dared to despise Qin Ze, everyone looked at him stunned, their eyes were full of respect.

At this moment, they suddenly understood what Qin Ze's previous sentence "Respect is never given by others, but earned by oneself".

After half a ring, Lu Qu reacted, the anger on his face had already been swept away, and instead stepped forward and respectfully asked Qin Zeshi, "Dare to ask if the poem that Qin Gongzi made just now has a name?" ”

"Nope." In Lu Qu's expectant eyes, Qin Ze spit out two words very seriously.

"Eh~" Lu Qu was stunned for a moment, thinking that Qin Ze was still angry about their previous actions, so he said again: "I have offended Gongzi Qin a lot before, and I ask Gongzi to forgive me and wait." If such a good poem had no name, wouldn't it be a disgrace to us? ”

Talent is in Datang, which is much better than real money. It can even be said that the status of real talents in the people is more respected than that of some high-ranking officials.

Because in their hearts, these talented people are all immortals, and they are all Wenqu stars.

At this time, if Qin Ze has to be compared, he is like the superstar who sang a good song in later generations, and his status in the eyes of everyone is naturally not to be underestimated.

This one will enter the wine, which directly impresses everyone. No one would blame him for breaking the purple pen on the rabbit shoulder, even if it represented the face of their readers. Because in front of Qin Ze, they couldn't talk about scholars at all. Skills are not as good as others, listen to and respect.

"No, I copied this poem, so I don't have a name." Qin Ze pursed his lips and replied honestly.

Whether it is "Lion Head on a Spring Night" or "Funeral Flower Yin", Qin Ze did not name them, and he also told everyone honestly: I copied someone else's, I didn't write it.

As for whether others believe it or not, he doesn't care. Anyway, he didn't lie to anyone, maybe when he heard this poem a few decades later, Li Bai would also be excited, thinking that there was once a person who understood himself so well.

Qin Ze's excuse for copying poems can be said to be well known throughout Chang'an. Especially in the "Funeral Flower Yin" at the last poetry meeting, some good people consulted countless ancient books afterwards, but they did not find the same thing. So slowly, I didn't believe that he really copied poetry.

And Qin Ze's practice of not being able to write a name, they know it. For example, the song "Lion Head on a Spring Night", although the name is extremely rotten, but the kind of realm in it still makes this poem sung throughout Chang'an.

"Qin Gongzi really didn't think of a good name for the poem?" Lu Qu asked again without giving up.

This feeling is like drawing the last dragon's eye, which makes them uncomfortable.

"If Gongzi Lu is interested, if he doesn't go, he can help Qin start one." Qin Ze shrugged, spread out his hands and said with an indifferent look.

As soon as these words came out, Lu Qu was also shocked in his heart, how gorgeous this poem is, it can be said that it is definitely a strange poem sung by thousands of people. If you can name this poem today, you will definitely have your own name attached to it when it will be remembered for centuries in the future.

But Lu Qu hesitated......

It's a good poem, and he's ashamed of himself. So in the end, he shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Lu Moucai is shallow and really can't do anything." ”

Speaking of this, Lu Qu suddenly remembered something, and looked up at Qin Ze expectantly. opened his mouth and said: "There is a reluctant request below, and I also ask Gongzi Qin to agree." ”

At this point, the siege has completely changed its taste. It can be said that in addition to Li Yifu's resentment, even Cui Hao is full of admiration.

"What requirements?" Qin Ze was stunned for a moment, and he was also a little puzzled by Lu Qu's thoughts.

"Lu wants to ask Gongzi Qin to transcribe this poem, so that I can sing it later."

Although Qin Ze chanted it once, he had to know that there were many words with the same sound. It's hard to say that they will confuse a word or two when they sing.

In his opinion, this is understandable, and it is not too much to ask. But in Qin Ze's opinion, this request is not only excessive, it is simply a loss.

Because......

Qin Ze can't write!

He knows how to write stick letters, but the key is that others don't know it!

If it weren't for the fact that this was really the first time he had met Lu Qu, Qin Ze would have to wonder if this guy knew something, so he deliberately humiliated himself.

"This ...... This ......" Qin Ze looked at Lu Qu and really didn't know how to refute, and he hesitated for a long time before he suddenly said: "There is no pen and paper here, so let's wait until I find the pen and paper to write to everyone." ”

When the second tiger on the side heard this, he was also slightly stunned, and he couldn't help but praise his young master's cheekiness in his heart.

It's just that these people listened to Qin Ze's words, and they all looked at the courtyard behind him. The meaning is clear:

Aren't you a reader? Isn't this your home? How can there be no pen and paper?

However, Qin Ze was reluctant to write, and they couldn't say anything, after all, the current Qin Ze was not the Qin Ze just now.

Just when Qin Ze was very embarrassed, a large number of people suddenly came in a hurry on the side of the street. Looking at the fact that there were as many as four or five people, looking at the other party's posture, Qin Ze was also startled, thinking that he was here to trouble him again.

But I didn't want Cui Hao and the others here to see those people, their faces changed, and they suddenly cried and mourned, and obediently saluted a few people behind them.

"No, if you hit the small one and the big one, is this to play yourself to death?"

Qin Ze screamed bitterly in his heart, and he wanted to run away.

Seeing the performance of Cui Hao and Lu Qu, and looking at the appearance of those people, Qin Ze quickly concluded that it should be the head of these families.

This guy even dispatched the head of the family, where can Qin Ze not be cowardly?