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Standing in this hall, he felt that his face was quite dull, he was a half-step emperor, but he was sent by the hall master of the main hall to pick up people, and he was called as a subordinate, not only did he not receive a warm reception here after coming here, but they also had to wait for Chu Tang.

Then everyone was circling around Chu Tang, and he stood aside like a guard, without the slightest sense of presence.

Now he took out Chu Tang's poems, which was indeed good, but in order to maintain his majesty, he appropriately suppressed it and said a word, but he never expected his colleagues to dismantle his platform at this time, and mention it so solemnly! This made him feel even more depressed!

"What is the prudence of the words? The same poem, after a hundred people read it, there are more than a hundred opinions, I personally think that he is nothing more than that, can't he?"

Yang Hai stared at Han Xiao tightly, although the other party's status was similar to him, and they were all the deputy hall masters of the Xingwen Main Hall, but after all, he was a half-step emperor, and his strength was definitely higher than that of the other party, which made him always proud.

Han Xiao also had a hint of anger, he was a full-time poet, in his opinion, Chu Tang's poem full of Jianghong was simply a famous sentence for the ages, no one could compare with it, even if a picky person saw it, he couldn't say any shortcomings, but his arrogant colleague was so ashamed!

He said in a deep voice: "Of course, you can maintain different opinions, but criticizing a work cannot be based on personal preferences, it should be said objectively, then you can talk about it now, this poem, where is his bad place, if you can say it, I also admire you!"

"What's bad? It's not good!" Yang Hai said in a deep voice, his colleague is actually going to raise the bar with him to the end! His anger was even worse, and when the two looked at each other, the atmosphere became more and more solemn.

"Hahaha, it's not good anywhere?Okay, since Deputy Hall Master Yang is so arrogant, then ask Deputy Hall Master Yang to also make a song, make a biography...... A masterpiece of the world!"

The two words of inheritance were said very solemnly by Han Xiao.

This is a slap in the face, a hand-me-down work, it is difficult to produce one in 10,000 years, how can Yang Hai make it casually? This is embarrassing him!

His face really became even colder, and he stared at Han Xiao coldly and said, "Hall Master Han, your words are a little too much!"

As he spoke, his half-step Emperor's coercion dissipated, and the air in the entire room became solemn.

Some people who were weak in cultivation turned even pale, and almost fell to the ground.

And Han Xiao, who was targeted by him, was even more red, and under the pressure of the half-step emperor, it was difficult to maintain his breathing.

Yang Hai ignored Han Xiao's discomfort, and even more intensified the coercion of the half-step emperor, and said aggressively: "I admit that this is a hand-me-down, and I also admit that he has some merits, but I personally don't like it, I don't like it, why don't you let me write a hand-me-down? You don't understand the difficulty of hand-me-down, it can come casually? Are you making things difficult for me? Don't talk about me, even if you let this poet who wrote a hand-me-down poem write another article to pass it on, can he do it?!"

He spoke faster and faster, the pressure of the half-step emperor became heavier and heavier, and Han Xiao almost fell to his knees under his pressure, his face full of anger.

"It's all quiet. ”

A deep voice suddenly sounded, and then I saw Chu Tang take a step gently, and in the entire room, the half-step Great Emperor's coercion that Yang Hai had exuded instantly dissipated!

Pressure plummets.

All the people in the room returned to the water like dehydrated fish, gasping for breath, their chests rose and fell, and they looked at Yang Hai with ugly faces.

This half-step emperor is too domineering!

Then they looked at Chu Tang gratefully, if it wasn't for Chu Tang's move, they wouldn't know what to do under Yang Hai.

Han Xiao was the most grateful among them, and he was almost oppressed by Yang Hai to his knees.

Chu Tang took a step to disperse the solemn coercion in the room, Yang Hai's face changed slightly, and he looked at Chu Tang with the anger just now and said, "Chu Daoyou, don't interfere in the dispute between our colleagues!"

"Why don't you intervene?" Chu Tang looked at Yang Hai indifferently: "You're talking about my poetry, why don't I intervene?"

"Ha......" Yang Hai sneered, and his anger was about to come up.

Chu Tang took the first step and said: "In addition, what you said just now may be wrong, although it is difficult to pass it on, I may not be able to write the second poem, and unfortunately, in this pair of poems, there is a second poem that I wrote!"

Yang Hai's face changed suddenly: "What!"

Is this a big talk? Chu Tang wrote two poems by himself? How is this possible?

Han Xiao next to him became excited, ignoring Yang Hai, but turned to look at Chu Tang and asked, "You, what you said is true?!"

"Hmm. Chu Tang nodded, looked at Fu Hong and said, "Master Fu, take out the song I made a few days ago." ”

"Yes, yes, yes. When Fu Hong heard the summons, he hurriedly wiped the sweat on his face because of the pressure of half a step just now, trotted to the front of the long case and took out a scroll, slowly opened it and said: "This is the second poem written by Lord Chu, named ......"

"You get out of the way. Yang Hai stretched out his hand and pushed Fu Hong, and then put the poem on the tasting stone next to him.

He didn't even glance at the content of the poem, just stared at the tasting stone.

Then everyone followed his movements and also looked at the tasting stone, only to see the light of the tasting stone flickering, and after a while, it reached the purple top, and then, a little bit turned golden!

"It's really golden!"

Han Xiao shouted in surprise.

Yang Hai's face collapsed suddenly, and he stood in place with an ugly expression, speechless.

Han Xiao seemed to have forgotten him, squeezed past him, picked up the poem and read it, reading it while reading: "Ten years of life and death, without thinking, unforgettable, thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about desolate ......"

"Okay, good words!"

While reading, Han Xiao praised it.

In the process of reading, Yang Hai's ugly face also changed a little, and then listened attentively, and gradually lost his mind.

He is also a poet, and he has written top poems, and his understanding of poetry is much stronger than that of ordinary people, and the level of this Jiang Chengzi is indeed the highest level of poetry he has ever seen, even more exquisite than the previous generations!

The most important thing is that this poem is extremely deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and even his own anger has dissipated because of it, and his emotions have become sad.

People in the world, who don't have some sad things, touching the scene, hearing the poem sad, this is a very sad poem, it is very easy to evoke people's sad memories from the depths of their hearts, even if the half-step emperor is no exception.

However, Yang Hai was a half-step emperor after all, and he quickly sobered up from this artistic conception, and then frowned, and when he looked at Chu Tang, he became extremely dignified.

"He actually made two poems to pass on, and he was a half-step emperor...... In this way, he will be appreciated by the Emperor. ”