"You eunuch, what are you laughing at?" Wen Tai couldn't help but come out and said coldly at Yue Feng.

When the empress gave the throne just now, this little eunuch had no rules at all, which already made everyone unhappy.

Now that he has made a poem of his own, he is even mocking.

For a while, Wentai felt that he had been humiliated, and he was very angry in his heart, and he suddenly came out.

Feeling Wentai's anger, Yue Feng smiled slightly: "I didn't laugh at anything. ”

When he said this, Yue Feng's face was full of indifference.

At this moment, the empress looked at Yue Feng and said softly: "Do you think Wen Aiqing's poem is not well written?" ”

Yue Feng's reaction was too obvious.

As long as you are not stupid, you can see it.

"Hmm..."

Yue Feng scratched his head and said casually: "It's just average!" ”

What?

So so?

Hearing this, everyone present was stunned.

This little eunuch, what a big breath!

"What an arrogant little eunuch!"

At this moment, a minister stood up, pointed at Yue Feng and scolded angrily, "Do you know who is standing in front of you?" Everyone in the literary world, Lord Wen Taiwen! He has made more poems than you know, and you actually say that Master Wen's poems are average? ”

As the words fell, several other ministers also nodded their heads and opened their mouths to accuse at the same time.

Everyone in the literary world?

Yue Feng laughed at it.

At this moment, the empress looked at Yue Feng and said softly: "Since you said that Wen Aiqing's poetry is average, it depends on you, you have a lot of knowledge of poetry and songs!" ”

"I..."

Hearing this, Yue Feng looked humble, and hurriedly said: "Back to Your Majesty, the little one just understands a little bit, and he can't talk about any background!" ”

"Wow!"

Suddenly, Wen Tai and several Wen Chen couldn't help laughing.

In the next second, one of the Wen ministers, unable to hide his contempt, said to Yue Feng: "In this case, don't judge Lord Wen's poems at will. ”

The others immediately chimed in.

"It's just.... A little eunuch, do you know what poetry is! ”

"I think it's because of His Majesty's reward just now, my heart is so high that I can't tell my identity anymore."

Wentai was even more disdainful, but because of the empress's presence, he didn't dare to say too much, pretending to be very generous, and waved his hand: "Forget it, it's just a little eunuch, you come and pour a glass of wine, and Lord Ben won't care about you!" ”

Interesting!

This shelf of 'everyone in the literary world' is quite like a thing!

Yue Feng looked at Wen Tai's attitude, and felt unhappy in his heart, and immediately smiled: "Master Wen, to be honest, your poem is really not good!" ”

Wow!

Hearing this, the whole yard suddenly exploded!

This was an instant, not only Wentai and a few ministers, but even the surrounding palace maids couldn't help but whisper.

"This little eunuch .."

"I really don't know how to lift..."

At this time, Wen Tai was also very angry, his goatee was about to fly, and he said coldly at Yue Feng: "Okay, good!" It seems that you can make better verses than I do, you eunuch, and in that case, read them out for everyone to hear. Let me appreciate it too. ”

"Yes, you have the ability to make a song!"

"Dare to provoke Lord Wen, it's simply beyond my strength!"

At this moment, the empress looked at Yue Feng and said softly: "Yue Feng, since you said that the poems written by Wentai are just average, then you can make one." ”

The voice is soft, but majestic and unquestionable!

At this time, the empress was a little curious about Yue Feng. This little eunuch can use ants to wear red ropes, which shows that he has some talent. At this time, he said that the poems written by Wentai were not good, could this little eunuch write poems?

"Huh!"

The Empress spoke, and there was silence in the courtyard, and everyone shut up.

"This..."

Yue Feng scratched his head and said politely to the empress, "Then I'll think about it." ”

In fact, in the Earth Circle Continent, there are many poems about Yongxue. However, now that the enchantment of the nine continents has disappeared, the ancient poems of the Earth Circle Continent may have been read by the empress. I can't borrow the ancient poems of the Earth Circle Continent.

However, Yue Feng still did not panic.

After all, there are many capable people in the Linglong Tower on his body.

At this time, the words fell, and Yue Feng pretended to frown and ponder, while secretly communicating with Pang Tong in the Linglong Pagoda with his thoughts.

"Pang Tong, you are a famous strategist of the Three Kingdoms, a poem, it can't be difficult for you." Yue Feng said.

Soon, in the Linglong Tower, Pang Tong's relaxed and confident voice came: "Master, I can compose poems, but in a short period of time, I can't compose quatrains for the ages." But the poems I write are certainly catchy to read. The master only needs to give me a little time to think about it, and then I can compose a poem. ”

No one could hear the conversation between Yue Feng and Pang Tong. At this time, Yue Feng in the eyes of others saw him standing there in a daze, thinking that he couldn't compose poetry.

For a moment, there was a burst of laughter in the courtyard.

"Haha... This little eunuch is stumped. ”

"How can a little eunuch compose poetry?"

The ridicule of everyone kept coming, but Yue Feng just pretended not to hear it.

Within three minutes, Yue Feng looked at the empress with a smile and said slowly, "Your Majesty, I have thought about it!" ”

What the?

The poem is ready?

Suddenly, everyone around was shocked and stunned.

This... That's too fast, right?! Can you compose a poem in such a short time?

Immediately, everyone looked at each other, and they saw each other's severe shock, but soon, everyone regained their composure. This little eunuch, although he writes poems very quickly, may not be able to make good poems. Literati and writers in history have to carefully consider several times when they write peerless poems. This little eunuch writes poetry so quickly, what good things can he write?

The empress didn't speak, but nodded, motioning for Yue Feng to chant it.

Yue Feng cleared his throat, took a leisurely step, and while walking, he had a decent hand behind his back, and shook his head and said:

"The snow is flying in all directions, and the sky and the earth are white."

"Even if the world is turned upside down, it is still white."

After reading this poem, Yue Feng looked at Wen Tai with a smile: "Lord Wen, how is my poem compared to yours?" ”

Hiss!

At this moment, outside the entire Yunshou Palace, there was silence, and a needle could be heard clearly!

No one spoke, all silently savoring the poem.

Wen Tai froze there even more, looking at Yue Feng blankly, unable to speak for a long time.

This.. The poem...

Although it sounds like limerick, it has a unique style when you savor it!

At this moment, the empress also trembled, her red lips opened slightly, and she couldn't help but read softly: "The snow is flying in all directions, and the sky and the earth are white." ”

"Even if the world is turned upside down, it is still white."

Good poetry!

What a 'heavy snow' rolls in all directions! ’