"Look! And voila! Look at His Royal Highness the Prince! ”

After Kang Anping's consciously good poem came out, he was laughed at by several old people.

It was a brainstorm he had come up with.

And, he thinks it's pretty good!

"His Royal Highness the Prince, I'm just afraid that you won't be able to get over your face, hahaha!"

"What kind of mangroves, green trees, big white trees, hahaha, it's really laughing to death!"

"I said Lao Kang, it's not like making up four sentences can be regarded as a ...... poem!"

However, Wang Ben and the others still laughed.

"Humph! Don't patronize and laugh at me, you can have one too! I still don't believe it, can you be better than me? ”

Kang Anping picked up the teacup and poured it into his stomach in one gulp, as if he wanted to extinguish the anger in his heart.

"Come on...... come!"

"Wait! Who said you? I'm talking about Lao Wang and Lao Zhang! ”

Chun Yuyue is a scholar of the Ministry of Rites, how can he be afraid of composing poems? If you open your mouth, you will have a song.

But before he could spit out the first word, he was interrupted by Kang Anping's words.

"...... the two of us?"

Wang Ben and Zhang Han glanced at each other, "We admit it, we can't do it, right?" Hahaha! ”

The two of them usually don't pay attention to poetry, how can they make any good poems in such a short period of time?

If you can't keep it, you have to be like Zhang Han, holding back an old face red, and you can't make a few sentences!

Even if it came out, it was laughed at by those old guys.

Rather than that, it's better to admit cowardice and not be ridiculed!

"You...... How can you do that? ”

The two of them agreed on the same sentence, which made Kang Anping angry.

Originally, I wanted to watch the two old guys being ridiculed and find psychological balance.

I didn't expect people to admit it directly, and it was over?

"Why can't it? Your Majesty didn't say that it had to be done! ”

"That's it! At the beginning, we advised you to admit it, but you didn't agree, and you had to show your literary talent! ”

Zhang Han and Wang Ben smiled and spoke.

"You...... You guys......! ”

Kang Anping was speechless with anger.

Because what they said was right, it was indeed he who did not agree to admit it.

But he never expected that these two people would admit it so quickly!

"Okay, since Wang Aiqing and Zhang Aiqing don't have any ideas for the time being, let's Feng Aiqing!"

Ying Zheng smiled and named Feng Quji's name.

This old guy is talented, and the sword is not old.

Is it still easy for him to compose a poem?

"Yes, Your Majesty! A leaf knows that the autumn frost and dew are ......! ”

Feng Quji calmly and calmly recited the poems that he had already thought of in his heart.

Although it is not much neat, it should be appropriate.

"Look...... Look...... That's what poetry is! ”

"That's it! What kind of autumn wind do you blow and turn bald, and you have to be bald after a year of hard work, what are you talking about? Are you sure it's poetry? ”

After finishing a poem, Zhang Han and Meng Yi immediately compared the two and ridiculed Kang Anping.

"Humph! Writing poetry is not my forte, I have the ability to compete! ”

Ying Feiyu's sentence has a specialization, which gives Kang Anping a very strong confidence.

Let a military general compose poems, isn't that equivalent to letting Wenchen take a pen and shoot a hunt?

It's strange to succeed!

"We're on the train, how can we let you compete?"

"Why can't you compete on the train? Don't believe us? ”

"Compare and compare, who is afraid of whom......?"

A few old fellows talked and quarreled again.

Seeing this situation, Ying Feiyu's head was big.

When I thought of facing this situation every day in the future, my whole heart was gone!

"Alright, alright! I have called you here to compose poetry, not quarrel! ”

Ying Zheng shouted the order, and the old goods immediately became honest, quietly lowered their heads, and did not dare to say anything more.

"Feiyu, it's better for you to come!"

Whoever writes poetry in these guys will quarrel.

Ying Zheng also felt annoyed, so he simply asked Ying Feiyu to come.

"Everyone's listening......!"

Ying Feiyu was also not polite, and directly opened the stance, "After the new rain in the empty mountain, the weather is late in autumn." The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring stone is upstream. The bamboo noise returns to the Huannu, and the lotus moves the fishing boat. Feel free to rest in spring, and the kings and grandchildren can stay. ”

"Good! Good! That's great! When it comes to composing poetry, it has to be His Royal Highness the Prince! ”

"Yes! His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is so talented that he depicts all the scenes outside the window in this poem! ”

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is a martial artist, and the old minister admires it!"

"Brother Huang's poem is really good......!"

After a poem, everyone present praised it.

Knowing that his poems are well done, and the old goods have been tossing for so long, it is enough for him to brew.

So, as soon as this poem came out, everyone was happy, but not as shocked as before!

"Far up the cold mountain stone path slope, there are people in Baiyunsheng. Parking sits in love with the maple forest in the evening, and the frost leaves are red in February. ”

"There is no rain cover for the lotus, and the chrysanthemum still has proud frost branches. A good year must be remembered, the most orange, yellow, orange and green. ”

"The lake and autumn moon are harmonious, and the surface of the lake has no goggles and is not polished. Looking at the green mountains and rivers of Dongting from afar, there is a green snail in the silver plate. ”

"Running east and looking at the twilight, relying on what you want. The trees are all autumn colors, and the mountains are only sunset. The shepherds drove the calves back, and the hunting horses brought back the fowls. There is no acquaintance with each other, and the long song is ...... with Caiwei! ”

However, that poem was just the beginning, and there were so many more poems to follow.

Each one is a wonderful poem that will be passed down through the ages!

Everyone present was dumbfounded.

Even a military general like Kang Anping, who doesn't know anything about poetry, can feel the artistic conception depicted in these poems!

Not to mention the literati such as Ying Zheng, Feng Quji, and Chun Yuyue, they have been shocked to the point that their jaws fell to the ground and shattered!

I knew that he could make wonderful poems, but I didn't expect that he could make so many in one breath!

A literati who has studied hard for ten years can make such a poem in his lifetime, which is enough to last for a hundred years, and those books are not read in vain.

How much ink is in the stomach of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince? Can you make so many good poems in one go?

Demons! It's just a demon!

"Father, how many more songs do you have to compose?"

Ying Feiyu took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, and even planned to continue.

"And ......?"

At this time, Yingzheng was even more confused.

"Of course, this is just the beginning, if the father feels that it is not enough, the son can do it until dawn tomorrow!"

Ying Feiyu smiled smugly.

"What?"

Ying Zheng was shocked.

It was as if the poems were imprinted in his head.

I don't even have time to think, and the exit is a perfect sentence!

"No need, no need!"

Ying Zheng waved his hand again and again.

If you continue to do this, it will seem that these high-ranking officials and scholars under your command are like fools!

"This is what my father said......!"

Ying Feiyu smiled indifferently, got up and gave his hand, "The minister will retire first!" ”

He's just waiting for this moment.

I had already seen that the scumbag father wanted to delay time and deliberately didn't let him speak.

But he's not in a hurry, won't it be his turn sooner or later?

As long as he is given a chance, it will be a crazy output, and then say goodbye and leave!

Anyway, so many poems have been made, who can say anything?

If you don't think it's enough, it's not too late to call him after the other veterans have made the same amount!