readx;? Although the old saying says that the lord humiliates his ministers to death, it is now clear that no one can make poems that surpass Duan Baichan on the spot, this is not only a matter of self-inflicted humiliation, the key is to embarrass the emperor. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Therefore, including Xie Kuixing, all the ministers, princes, and Qingke were all silent. Let the Emperor Longlinhe patrol around, even the dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.

Xie Kuixing prayed vigorously in his heart, Your Majesty, don't order me, just let the minister save some face for you.

can be the emperor, how can the IQ and EQ be low, Emperor Long Linhe sighed secretly, and was about to admit defeat, Long Qi suddenly stood up.

Emperor Long Linhe was overjoyed and said, "What's the matter, Xiao Qi, do you have it?"

Long Qi ignored Dongfang Yu's purple face and replied, "Father, my friend Dongfang Yu is quite good at writing poetry, and he is in a hurry, so you might as well let him try it." ”

Emperor Long Linhe said in surprise: "Dongfang Xiaoyou is also good at making poems?"

Dongfang Yu hurriedly stood up and said: "Your Majesty, I can't do it, I am too far worse than Mr. Duan, I really dare not be ugly, please forgive me." ”

Emperor Longlinhe was stunned for a moment, and groaned slightly. Long San suddenly said: "Mr. Dongfang, it is most suitable for you to do it." ”

This is another thing in the words, how can Dongfang Yu not hear it? Other ministers don't do well, they are losing in a dignified manner. And if Dongfang Yu loses, then there is really nothing, he is just a prince's Qingke. And if you can make a certain level of poetry, it will be considered a draw. Ferry a frightened, yan, brother guan to see the new Zhang sister tree such as the website address: heiyaпge guan look at the mouth heart chapter

Maybe it was because of his good impression of Long San yesterday, and more importantly, he didn't want Long Qi to lose face in front of his father. Dongfang Yu nodded slowly, and said to Emperor Long Linhe: "Your Majesty, then I won't be shallow, let's give it a try." ”

The Emperor breathed a sigh of relief.

All the important ministers breathed a sigh of relief.

It's a thankless job.

Dongfang Yu stood there searching for dry intestines, there were too many poems about the moon in his previous life, which one was the most appropriate? It is best to be able to hold Duan Baichan's poems, so that people feel that it is possible to find new poetry from his poems. After all, the poems he made are indeed too good, and they are not worse than the poems of the poets and poets of the previous life.

At this time, on the twelve-fold star platform, everyone was paying attention to Dongfang Yu. can be said to be on the same stage and different dreams, both worried that he will not do well and lose too ugly. There are also those who are afraid that he will make another blockbuster and further elevate the status of the Seven Princes. even secretly ridiculed, ridiculing him for being the wronged leader.

About three teas have passed, Dongfang Yu slowly bypassed a few cases and walked towards the center, Emperor Long Linhe looked at him hopefully, and said, "Yuying, hold my wine bowl and give Dongfang Aiqing a cup." ”

Sang Yuying promised, holding the emperor's cloisonné jade cup inlaid with gold thread, and holding a full glass of wine in both hands. Dongfang Yu hurriedly thanked the emperor and said in a low voice, "Thank you, Uncle Sang." ”

Sang Yuying showed a pleased smile in his eyes, and his eyes gestured to the wine glass.

Dongfang Yu drank it carefully and returned it respectfully, and Sang Yuying turned around and slowly returned to his original position.

After swallowing the last sip of wine, Dongfang Yu was full of poetry, and opened his mouth to say: "When is the spring flower and autumn moon, and how much do you know about the past?"

After a short silence, people's eyes shot up one after another, and the poem was too tasteful. People begin to look at each other, as if to observe how other people feel.

"It's sad to ask, it's good to ask!" Xie Kuixing forgot his feelings for a while, he didn't hold back, and shouted loudly.

When he said this, everyone thought along his train of thought, and many wise people had secretly nodded.

The military department Tianguan Lian Tuchuan is also a martial artist, and the matter of the article is not very clear, because he is close to Xie Kuixing, he naturally asked: "Xie Zhuangyuan, why do you say that it is sad to ask?"

Xie Kuixing had already spoken, although he regretted it a little, he couldn't change his words, so he had to say: "Brother Lian, what a beautiful artistic conception it is, but the author earnestly hopes that it will be 'gone' sooner, and blurted out 'When?' Why is the author looking forward to it', it turned out that he was afraid of reminding 'How much do you know about the past?' What a pitiful and lamentable-looking state of mind this is?"

Lian Tuchuan seemed to understand a little, and muttered: "Brother Jie's explanation, I also feel a little strange. ”

When Xie Kuixing heard it, this martial artist actually used 'weird' to describe such a good poem, and said with a wry smile: "Let's continue listening, he is about to say the reason." ”

Dongfang Yu greeted Xie Kuixing slightly, and then chanted: "Xiaolou had another east wind last night, so the country can't afford to look back at the moonlight!"

"Okay!" This time, there is no need for Xie Kuixing to explain, everyone can hear the brilliance of Dongfang Yu's poetry, this is basically what Duan Baichan and Zuo Molin are talking about.

It's true that your hometown can't live with you, and the northern country does respect you very much, but can you miss home?

This is like when you were a child, your parents slapped you and kicked you twice, do you want to remember it for the rest of your life? Even if you can't think about it for a while, "running away from home," don't you miss your parents and hometown?

Duan Baichan and Zuo Molin's faces had begun to have fine beads of sweat, and the imperial brother Tiger Xiaotian and the crown prince Tiger Tailei suddenly changed color, is this the rhythm of persuasion to surrender?

Emperor Long Linhe's heart was very happy, this kid is not only first-class, but he is so good at attacking the heart, accurately grasping the intentions of the northerners, and prescribing the right medicine, he will soon let the other party defeat for thousands of miles.

The White Tiger Empire specially brought Duan Baichan and Zuo Molin to the south, and it was by no means a good intention. This is fundamentally to the southerners, especially the talents who feel that they are not reused in the south, to publicize the meritocracy of the north, which is to attract talents.

But Dongfang Yu is going to poke them in the weakest underbelly. If you want to leave your hometown, you can think about it, and you will be homesick under the fence.

Thinking of this section, Emperor Long Linhe was like swallowing a ginseng fruit, his heart was comfortable and bright, and when he glanced at the face of the uncle and nephew of the Hu family, his heart was even more beautiful. happily picked up the cup and said to Queen Liu: "Come, let's toast Brother Tiger together." ”

His victorious posture was almost impossible to hide, and after drinking a glass of wine, Tiger Xiaotian was eager to end this homesick topic, and immediately said: "Everyone, let's all come and evaluate it, is it the poetry made by Baichan, or the poetry of Oriental friends?"

Xie Kuixing then stood up and said, "Let the minister comment first." ”

Both emperors nodded in agreement.

Xie Kuixing said: "In the humble opinion of the minister, Brother Duan's poems are good because of the wonderful metaphor, the sincerity of the lyrics, and the sincerity of the feelings, which makes people can't help but empathize. I think this little poem will be enough to last for a hundred generations, and it can definitely rank among the top 100 existing poems. ”

Duan Baichan twisted his beard and smiled, secretly praising Xie Kuixing for being open-minded.

Xie Kuixing changed his words and continued with a smile: "However, considering that Brother Duan came prepared, and Dongfang Xiaoyou improvised and responded to the peace, and accurately grasped the meaning of Brother Duan's poem, and played a role, so I think it should be regarded as a tie." ”

"Boom!"

There was a lot of discussion on the stage.

There are those who nod frequently, there are those who praise loudly, but there are also those who are upset for Duan Baichan.

Of course, there are many talented people among the envoys of the White Tiger Empire, and one of them stood up proudly and introduced himself first: "I am the official of the White Tiger Empire's Ministry of Rites, Bai Yunfei. I'd like to give it a taste too. ”

The local official of the Ministry of Rites is the deputy of the heavenly official, and it may be from the first grade, or it may be the second grade, but it must be a person with outstanding literary talent.

Emperor Long Linhe motioned for him.

Bai Yunfei said: "Anyone who makes poetry knows that a poem must be written in one go. No matter what you did before, or what you did on the spot, it is impossible to make a poem in two or three days, the artistic conception in your heart is fleeting, and the poem made in too long will not be good. ”

When he said this, there were still many people nodding their heads in the audience, as if they didn't nod their heads and seemed to be unable to make poetry.

Bai Yunfei saw that there were many people who agreed, so he turned to Dongfang Yu proudly, and said in his heart, a young man would be better convinced, and said in his mouth: "Dongfang Xiaoyou, frankly speaking, the poems you make are very good, but I think they are not as good as Brother Duan's, do you think this comment is fair?"

Dongfang Yu smiled brightly and said, "Lord Bai, but my poem is not finished yet?"

The audience was amazed!

Bai Yunfei almost bit his tongue.