Wang Xiyuan and most of the people have normal IQ online, and they were speechless for a moment.

It's the first time I've seen someone comment on a poem like this.

This is a poem about the scene, and it is rare to write such a wonderful artistic conception.

How did it get into the mouths of these two idiots and become so worthless?

Liu Moyang suddenly said: "This poem is extraordinary, haven't you noticed that now we are in a peaceful mood and are no longer as anxious as we were just now?"

Wang Xiyuan was suddenly startled, and then he realized that he only cared about getting angry with Feng Xingdao, and he didn't care.

However, if it was just now, he was definitely not in the mood to be angry with Feng Xingdao.

Just when he heard that Feng Xingdao was going to the north, his heart was a little confused.

After reading this poem, he calmed down unconsciously, and he was also angry with Feng Xingdao.

This is simply a silent change of his mind, which is simply terrifying.

Feng Xingdao also woke up at this time, and muttered: "I'm going, it's weird, I'm really in a different mood." ”

Feng Xingdao hugged Yin Mingle and said, "Old Yin, it's amazing, I, Feng Xingdao, have convinced you." ”

Yin Ming smiled and shook his head, this kid's temperament is really muddy.

The poem that Yin Ming inscribed on the wall was quickly spread, causing a small sensation among the literati and nobles.

Especially Yi Yao, slender jade held the paper with poems in her hand, and she was almost reluctant to put it down.

You know, she is the daughter of the prime minister.

Her father is the leader of the Tang Dynasty literary circle, and she has seen countless poems, but there are not many that can move her.

How could there be such a thing that she couldn't put down!

She savored those two poems, which lasted until the end of the new year, and she was still in a trance.

At this time, the maid whispered: "Miss, the time is almost up, we should go back." ”

Yi Yao came back to her senses, nodded and put away the paper, and went out with the maid.

Outside, a few people were already waiting.

Yi Yao was slightly stunned and said, "Senior Brother Cui, haven't you gone back yet?"

Senior Brother Cui, that is, the leader of the faction in the Jishang Palace.

He has a restrained temperament, his eyes are bright, and he doesn't look like a mundane person.

Cui Ze said: "After listening to those two poems, where can I calm down, so I delayed." ”

Yi Yao nodded and said, "Those two poems, really, really ......"

Her beautiful face showed a slightly anxious look, as if she was struggling with words, not knowing how to describe it.

She is a talented woman in the capital, and she can't even evaluate the poems of others, and it's unbelievable to say it.

Cui Ze suddenly sighed lightly and said, "Poetry is indeed good poetry, but that person is from ...... after all."

He wanted to speak and stopped, obviously a little jealous.

Yi Yao shook his head and said, "With this kind of literary talent, what background are we still struggling with?"

Cui Ze smiled bitterly: "This is also true, but, alas, ......"

He clearly still didn't think it was appropriate.

Cui Ze suddenly turned around and said to the others: "Okay, there is nothing to do today." ”

"Go back and prepare well for this year's general examination and township examination. ”

The people each said yes and said, "Senior brother, senior sister, then we will retire first." ”

Ji went to the school palace obviously had a lot of rules, and they all bowed one after another, and then each of them retired.

Yi Yao was a little distracted again, and when she came back to her senses, she said in surprise: "Senior Brother Cui, aren't you going back?"

Cui Ze said: "I'm going to meet the master and listen to what his old man has to say about that person." ”

Ji Xuegong has a very high status among the literati of the Tang Dynasty, and its highest leader is Yi Hetu, the prime minister of the dynasty.

Cui Ze is quite talented in literature and is also the youngest disciple of Yi Hetu.

Yi Yao nodded and said, "It's time to tell my father, it's really amazing to be so literate." ”

As she spoke, she couldn't help but feel a little distracted.

Cui Ze frowned slightly, and said, "Senior sister, let's go,"

After that, Cui Ze took the lead, Yi Yao and a few maids followed behind, and went to the gate of Snow Hill Garden.

Outside the door, the coachman had already prepared the carriage, and the two returned directly to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Prime Minister's Mansion, Study.

The prime minister had several pieces of letterhead in front of him, and he was looking at them one by one.

Yi Yao and Cui Ze knocked on the door and came in, each saluting the prime minister.

The prime minister laughed and said, "Get up." ”

"You're going to the snow hill today, how about it, is it fun?"

Yi Yao said: "There are a group of martial artists on the left and right, it's not fun." ”

"However, this year, I met a powerful literati, and this time the New Yuan Conference has become extraordinary. ”

The prime minister's eyes lit up and he said, "Oh, is it a young talent?"

Yi Yao nodded and said, "Exactly"

The prime minister said: "Tell me, how did he give birth to a surprise?"

Yi Yao said: "Needless to say, I have two poems written by him here, Dad, you can see it at a glance." ”

Yi Yao said, took out the two poems that she had put away, and handed them to her father.

The prime minister smiled and took it, and looked at it.

Yi Yao said: "Dad, I didn't expect that such a talented young genius had come out of our Hongjing City. ”

"I thought it would be better to invite him as a guest and ask him what his ambitions were. ”

Cui Ze was a little uneasy on the side.

He wanted to explain Yin Ming's complicated identity, but when the senior sister was talking about Xingtou, he was not easy to interject.

Yi Yao's words suddenly broke off.

Yi Yao was a little stunned and said, "Dad, what's wrong with you, your face is so bad......"

The prime minister's face was indeed very bad, it was simply gloomy and scary.

He picked up one of the pieces of paper and asked with a calm face, "This is what you call a young wizard?"

Yi Yao looked at it, it was the "Youth Xing".

Yi Yao said: "Yes, Dad, what's wrong with you?"

The prime minister suddenly slapped the table heavily and shouted, "Do you know where this person comes from?"

Yi Yao's face was slightly gloomy, and he said, "I heard that he is the son of Yin Dashuai." ”

Yin Dashuai is cold-blooded and ruthless, and only believes in personal force.

The disagreement between the prime minister and Yin Dashuai is not a matter of a day or two.

It's just that the prime minister is just making opinions, after all, he is an ordinary literati, and even if he has opinions, he can't do anything about Yin Dashuai.

The prime minister said word by word: "Since you know, you dare to use this kid's poems to dirty my eyes?"

Yi Yao was stunned and said, "But, but this poem is indeed a good poem......

The prime minister said categorically: "What kind of good poetry, this is also a good poem?"

"The Yin family's family is cold-blooded and ruthless, I admit that they are powerful in martial arts, but I don't bother to mention this literary talent. ”

Yi Yao said in disbelief: "However, I heard that the son doesn't know martial arts......"

The prime minister waved his hand sharply and intercepted her words.

The prime minister said in a deep voice: "Enough, don't mention this matter again, it will simply dirty my ears when I talk about it." ”

Tears appeared in Yi Yao's eyes, this was the first time in her life that she had seen her father so angry.

Yi Yao said in a trembling voice: "Dad, you, are you just because you are a political enemy, you don't even distinguish between right and wrong?"