Chapter 304: The Poet Saint

"Hahahaha......" Hearing the other party's words, Li Longxuan couldn't help laughing, then pointed at Cao Jun and the others, sneered, and said: "A group of frogs at the bottom of the well, a group of mediocre talents, you can't do it, can't others do it? Do you think that the people of the Divine Dragon Empire are like you, and they can't even make a few poems?"

"Poetry and songs are not a small way, if His Highness wants to make it, make it in minutes, but each one is much better than your bullshit poems, if you want to write it down, hurry up and get a pen!"

Li Longxuan said arrogantly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Li Longxuan's violent temper really can't stand it! If they don't shake these guys today, they won't know what talent is!

"Today, I will let you know what it means to be a poet, and today, I will let you understand what it means to be a poet!" Li Longxuan laughed very arrogantly: "Bring wine, today I will use wine to make fun, let you self-righteous people see, what is called talented!"

A figure ran to the side in small steps, took a wine jug, and handed it to Li Longxuan, Li Longxuan was not polite, took the wine jug, and then took a big sip.

"Those who abandon me will not stay on yesterday's day; those who disturb my heart will be troubled today. The long wind sends autumn geese thousands of miles away, and you can be in a high-rise building. Penglai article Jian'an bones, and Xiao Xie in the middle is clear. ā€

After chanting a song, Li Longxuan took another big sip, this wine is from Cold Bone City, the degree of that wine is not small, fortunately, Li Longxuan's alcohol is also good, otherwise wouldn't this sip have to squirt out?

He didn't care whether the people present could understand it or not, after all, there were some allusions in the poems, and some place names were unique to China. Originally, Li Longxuan wanted to replace it with the place name and allusion of this world, but it seems that there is no replacement.

But this time it's just a shock to these guys, and after they groan, forget it, and they're not afraid of others asking.

Of course, none of these poems were written by Li Longxuan himself, but in this era, what he chanted was written by him, and what he did not write was written by him.

"On New Year's Eve last year, the flower market was lit up like daylight. The willow tops on the moon, people about after dusk. On New Year's Eve this year, the moon and lights are still the same. I didn't see last year's people, and my tears wet the sleeves of my spring shirt. ā€

After a song, another sip of wine.

"Bitterness is the most pitiful to the sky and the moon, the past is like a ring, and the past is a ring. If it is like the moon ring finally bright, do not give up the ice and snow for the heat. Without that dust, it is easy to die, the swallow is still, and the soft curtain hook said. Singing the autumn grave is not over, and the spring cong recognizes the amphibian butterfly. ā€

"Thousands of trees bloom at night in the east wind. More blows down, stars like rain. BMW carved cars are full of fragrance. The sound of the phoenix flute moves, the light of the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dance all night. The laughter is full of dark fragrance. The crowd is looking for him thousands of times. Suddenly looking back, the man was there, and the lights were dim. ā€

"Last night's stars and last night's wind, the west side of the painting building and the east of Guitang. There are no colorful phoenix wings, and there is a little bit of wisdom in the heart. The next seat sends the hook spring wine warm, and the Cao shoots the wax lamp red. Yu listened to the drum and responded to the official, and went to the Malan platform to turn the tent. ā€

"The painting hub carved saddle is narrow, and the intestines are broken in the embroidered curtain. There are no colorful phoenix wings, and there is a little bit of wisdom in the heart. The gold is the house, the jade is the cage, and the car is like flowing water and the horse is like a dragon. Liu Lang already hated Pengshan far away, and he was tens of thousands of miles away from Pengshan. ā€

ā€œ......ā€

After a while, a pot of wine was drunk by Li Longxuan, and at this time, the whole poem became extremely quiet, and one by one he looked at Li Longxuan with wide eyes, and his mouth was wide open, and it was estimated that he could swallow a big cucumber.

A pot of wine was exhausted, and the wine couldn't help but go up, and Li Longxuan's whole person felt a little dizzy, but the poetry was even more victorious.

Aren't these guys trying to make Lao Tzu look ugly? Today Lao Tzu will let you understand who is the most talented person in the world~! Dog day, Lao Tzu doesn't behave, do you really think Lao Tzu is a sick cat? Li Longxuan doesn't believe it, he is familiar with Tang poetry and Song lyrics, and he can't kill you buns!

"Wine, wine, bring wine, bring wine! Bring wine!" Finding that the wine jug in his hand was out of wine, Li Longxuan couldn't help but throw the empty jug on the ground.

The kid next to him hurriedly took another pot of wine and handed it to Li Longxuan, Li Longxuan took a sip, and then began to sing again: "Good rain knows the season, when spring happens." Dive into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently. The wild trails are dark, and the river boats are bright. Xiao looks at the red wet place, and the flowers are heavy in the official city"

"It's hard to say goodbye when we meet, and the east wind is powerless. The spring silkworm is dead to the end, and the wax torch turns to ash and tears begin to dry. Xiaojing but the clouds and temples have changed, and the night chant should feel the cold moonlight. There is no way to go to Pengshan, and the blue bird is diligent to visit"

"The golden bottle of sake is ten thousand, and the jade plate is ten thousand dollars. I couldn't eat when I stopped throwing my cup, and I was at a loss when I drew my sword and looked around. If you want to cross the Yellow River and ice congestion river, you will climb the snow-filled mountains of Taihang. Idle fishing on the blue river, suddenly take a boat to dream of the sun. It is difficult to walk! It is difficult to walk! There are many divergent roads, and now we are safe? There will be times when the wind and waves will be long, and the clouds will sail into the sea. ā€

ā€œ......ā€

Li Longxuan didn't notice at all, at this time, everyone looked at him, and then took the pen and said quickly, not a single poem he chanted, every word was a classic.

Classics? Nonsense, these poems are poems that have been passed down for hundreds of years, can they not be classics? Just take out a random poem, and you can amaze the world.

He ...... He's really literate!"

"Oh my God, what the hell is going on here? Doesn't he mean he's just a piece of shit? How could he be so talented?"

"I don't really understand what he chanted, but it's really good!"

"If you don't understand, that's art!"

ā€œ......ā€

Everyone said cautiously, and at the same time quickly wrote down everything Li Longxuan said, although these people write poems and lyrics belong to half a bucket of water, but it doesn't mean that they are stupid.

Li Longxuan said poem by poem, and the whole person seemed extremely excited.

"It's the ninetieth, the ninetieth. ā€

"Oh my God, he hasn't stopped, oh my God!"

"He's too good, isn't he? Oh my God!"

ā€œ......ā€

Not far away, the four figures were also looking at Li Longxuan intently, with excitement in their eyes, these four people were all girls, but they were very beautiful, at least three of them were very beautiful.

He ...... He turned out to be the legendary waste emperor's grandson?"

"Oh my God, is this true? Isn't his name Li Dalang? It turned out to be His Royal Highness the Emperor Sun!"

"The outside world said that he was a bloodthirsty waste, but I didn't expect him to be such a talented man. ā€

"......" (To be continued.) )