Song Yi hastily responded to the provocation of the real king out of the maintenance of his idol, and did not realize that the man in front of him did it on purpose.

"Good. Anyway, it's okay now, you can let us see if the talent in your mouth is really as good as you said" Zhu Xi said with a smile, and he had completely let go of the knot in his heart just now.

Song Yi didn't doubt him, and decided to let them see what a master's work was.

Zhu Xi gathered all three children together and listened to Song Yi recite Li Bai's poems.

was suddenly stared at by many pairs of eyes, and Song Yi felt a little embarrassed no matter how thick-skinned he was. But thinking that he was just reciting Li Bai's poems, with Li Taibai's masterpieces, could he still have no confidence?

It is said that the classics are eternal, no matter what dynasty, the charm of words is figured out. Song Yi's recognition of Li Bai's poems is much stronger than his own recognition.

Looking at the mountains full of eyes, and then thinking of the customs of Bashu, Song Yi decided to start with the familiar scene, and first recited another poem "Shu Dao Difficult", and the town was in the field.

"Ahem, I'm going to start" Song Yi cleared his throat and looked at the person opposite.

"Mother, we are ready" Zhu Youde is the most positive, although he has only only learned how to compose poems, but compared with Zhu Youci and Liu Wang, who have just started to learn words, the level is better.

"Let's get started," said the True King with a smile as he looked at his wife's shaking of her head and scratching her cheeks.

Song Yi thought that he couldn't embarrass Li Bai's poems, and he also learned from the ancients when they read poems, shaking their heads.

"Oh, oh, it's dangerous! The difficulty of Shu Road is difficult to go to the blue sky! Song Yi started with a loud shout, and unexpectedly saw Zhu Youde and their bodies tremble.

Seeing that the goal was achieved, Song Yi held his head high, turned to face the mountains, and continued to recite, "Silkworm Cong and Fish, how dazed is the founding of the country!" He is 48,000 years old, and he is not populated with Qinsai. Xidang Taibai has a bird road, which can cross the top of Emei. The earth collapsed and the mountain destroyed the strong man to death, and then the ladder stone stack was hooked together.

There is a high standard of six dragons returning to the sun, and there is a return to the river with a wave and a reversal. The flight of the yellow crane is not yet passable, and the ape wants to spend his sorrow and climb. The green mud is a panpan, and a hundred steps and nine folds linger on the rocks. He sat on his back and sighed with his hands. Q: When will you return to the West? The road is daunting and the rock is unclimbable.

But seeing the ancient tree of the Sad Bird, the male flew from the female around the forest. I also heard Zigui crying the night moon, and I was sad about the empty mountain. The difficulty of Shu Road is difficult to go to the blue sky, so that people listen to this withered face. Even the peaks go to the sky and do not exceed the feet, and the dead pines hang upside down against the cliffs. The flying turbulent waterfall is noisy, and the cliff turns to the stone and thunder. If this is the case, people who have traveled far away will come for nothing.

The Sword Pavilion is majestic and Cui Wei, one husband is the pass, and ten thousand people are not open. Guards or bandits, turned into wolves and jackals. Avoid tigers in the morning, avoid long snakes at night, grind their teeth and suck blood, and kill people like hemp. Although Jincheng is cloudy, it is better to return home early.

The difficulty of the Shu Road is difficult to go to the blue sky, and the side looks west and sighs. ”

The following verses, Song Yi recited them in one go, and felt that Li Bai was possessed. Because I just came out of Bashu and saw the steepness of the Shu Road with my own eyes, I naturally felt more than reading this poem from a book.

Under the frustration of the tone and the combination of voice and action, Song Yi has a kind of momentum that is a husband and a wife.

"Good" Zhu Xi first recovered from the situation of the poem recited by the woman, a good word, from the dantian, full of rhyme, echoed in the valley for a long time.

"However, we are now in Yuezhou Tianmu Mountain, why did you choose a poem by Bashu?" Zhu Xi raised his own questions.

Song Yi was embarrassed to say that he felt that the poem "Shu Dao is difficult" was more imposing than the poem "Sleepwalking in the Sky and Leaving Farewell", so he took it out to the town. I can only say stiffly, "We just left from Bashu, while your memory is still fresh, I deliberately chose this song "Shu Dao Difficult", so that you can know the new one."

In the face of the woman's strong words, Zhu Xi did not continue to investigate. Anyway, this song "Shu Dao Difficult", in Zhu Xi's opinion, is really more heartwarming and heroic than the one just now. He also prefers the latter one.

"Okay, let's have another one" Although Zhu Youde and Liu Wang didn't know how to compose poems, they listened to Song Yi's recitation of the poem just now, and there was a vague magic that attracted them. Later, when they heard the real king Zhu Xi shouting hello, they suddenly came back to their senses. After smacking the taste, I wanted to continue listening to other poems.

And Zhu Youci on the side was very ignorant, and he couldn't understand what Song Yi was thinking at all. Seeing that his uncle Liu Wang applauded and applauded, he learned from each other, and also applauded.

Song Yi hadn't been expected by so many people for a long time, so he decided to meet the requirements of the "visitors" in an excited mood.

"Okay, I'll do what you want. Let you be influenced by literature a few more times" Song Yi was arrogant, turned around and took the kettle, pretended that the kettle was filled with wine, and poured a big sip "I thought of it, this poem is just right"

Song Yi threw the kettle to Chunxiang, and the beautiful voice sounded again, "Will Enter the Wine", the author Li Bai"

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

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

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.

Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle for pleasure will require 300 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 bell and drum are not expensive enough, but I hope that I will not wake up after being drunk.

(Not enough to be expensive: what is expensive;

Don't wake up: don't want to wake up/don't wake up) The ancient sages were all lonely, and only the drinker left his name.

(Ancient Works: Since Ancient Times;

Wei Tong: Wei) King Chen used to feast peacefully, and he 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. ”

"How? Is Li Bai considered an immortal? Who can write such a good poem, '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. ', 'Five-flowered horses, daughter-in-law, Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell eternal sorrow with you'? ”

"Good, good" everyone cheered loudly, and even the soldiers on the side applauded enthusiastically.

Song Yi, who was thrilled by the atmosphere of the scene, did not wait for others to urge again, and began to recite Li Bai's other poems, "The white emperor of the dynasty is among the clouds, and the thousands of miles of Jiangling will be returned in one day." The apes on both sides of the strait could not stop crying, and the light boat had already crossed the ten thousand mountains. ”

"The gate of heaven interrupted the opening of the Chu River, and the blue water flowed eastward to this point. The green hills on both sides of the strait are opposite each other, and the lonely sail comes by the sun. ”......

Song Yi recited more than a dozen Li Bai's poems in one breath, and he had the posture of not giving up until he finished memorizing it.

And the audience on the side was also extremely face-saving, and every time Song Yi finished reciting a song, everyone reacted very violently, which made Song Yi's whole person excited.

Just when everyone was excited, Jiang Geng suddenly came back with someone.

Jiang Geng saw that everyone was gathered together, surrounded the princess in the middle, did not disturb, silently walked to the true king, attached it to his ear, and said a few words.

Zhu Xi put away the smile on his face, and followed Jiang Geng away from the crowd to the side of the plank road.