"When is the bright moon? Ask the sky for wine. I don't know the heavenly palace, what year is it tonight? I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the high place is unbearable. Dance to figure out how the shadow seems to be in the world. ”

"Turn to Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly. There should be no hatred, what is the long time to say goodbye, people have joys and sorrows, the moon is cloudy and sunny, this matter is difficult to complete. I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles. ”

Han Fu recited this poem very slowly, and after reading it, he also closed his eyes and reminisced for a moment.

This word appears so often in previous lives that it evokes many memories, and fragments that do not belong to this world are confused in the mind.

The quiet crowd caused an uproar.

It's like a calm lake... No, with the first five poems in front of you, the lake has already been turbulent, and it is not calm.

It's like a rippling lake that suddenly falls into a boulder, setting off surging waves.

"This poem is no longer as simple as being handed down."

"What's above the world?"

"If you carefully distinguish between the world, this word can be called a classic in the world."

"As soon as this word comes out, who dares to chant the moon, who still dares to make the Mid-Autumn Festival."

"It's worth it, it's worth it..."

"No one should be disguised, and the ancients did not deceive me..."

"Only poetry and immortal words can make such a hand-me-down."

No matter who they are, their senses for Han Fu can be said to have changed and changed.

If the first poem comes out in shock, the second in disbelief, the third and fourth in numbness, and the fifth as it should be, then the sixth is reverence.

That's right, reverence.

From the beginning, no one paid attention to and even made fun of Han Fu, but at this moment it has become reverence.

What is reverence?

It is the worship and respect for the strong man who is high up and knows that he cannot surpass it.

Since then, who of the people present would dare to despise the poor family and underestimate the cloth clothes?

If there is that day, I am afraid that I will immediately think of the events of today.

Liu Shilin jumped up excitedly, he looked at Han Fu who closed his eyes and reminisced, clapped his hands again and again, and thought excitedly: "This big brother, I have identified." ”

Unlike those who are officials, Zhou Xinyi and Qin Ping have other thoughts.

Zhou Xinyi looked at Han Fu in a daze, and immediately groaned, and his sometimes soothing brows showed his state of mind at this time.

is so talented, it seems good to marry your niece... This thought was out of control, and he quickly shook his head in fright, expelled it from his mind, and then sighed in his heart.

It's a pity, it's too late, now that the chaos has begun, even if the Zhou family helps, I'm afraid it will be difficult to grow.

If the Xu Dynasty is stable for a hundred years, how good it would be...

He couldn't help but turn his gaze to Qin Ping, and then showed a look of astonishment.

He actually saw remorse and chagrin on Qin Ping's face?

How... If you think about it, you will understand why.

Today's matter, the situation has been decided, Han Fu won the crown, and there is no doubt that he and Baili Mingsu are married.

If this is the case, the loss of the Qin family is not as simple as a daughter-in-law who is wise and close to the demon and an ally of the Zhou family, and... A poet is against the sky, and he can command the son-in-law of many literati.

It is not difficult to understand that the talent displayed by Han Fu today will definitely be able to gain a firm foothold among the literati, and with a little livelihood, a situation can be formed.

From this point of view, what is it if the Qin family doesn't lose his wife and soldiers?

He opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

I really didn't know how to comfort Qin Ping, so I had to give up after thinking about it.

Qin Weiren was distracted for a long time, as if he was indulging in the artistic conception of the sixth poem, his face changed from gloomy to a smile, and he hugged his fists and said: "Brother Han's talent, Weiren is convinced, and he is willing to bow to the wind." ”

Qin Weiren's title to Han Fu added the honorific title of "brother". It can be seen that this person is not a person who cannot afford to lose.

Of course, the biggest reason is that Bai Li Ming is not his favorite.

Planning March is only for the present day, but it is only for the overall consideration of the family's interests.

Now that I've lost, I can afford to put it down.

When Han Fu heard this, he walked out of his memories, looked at Qin Weiren in surprise, and said, "The seventh song hasn't been written yet, why do you admit defeat?" ”

Do you still use the seventh poem, just make a subordinate poem... Qin Weiren was quite depressed, but he also had some expectations, and said: "That's fine, please ask Brother Han to give advice." ”

"Then continue to make ugly sacrifices." Han Fu hugged his fists and smiled, feeling a little good at Qin Weiren.

On the stands, Qin Ping heard the words "Offering ugliness", the corners of his mouth twitched, and his heart was mixed.

He doesn't like these three words very much now, saying that he is good to offer ugliness, but you show off your skills?

True. Don't be credited!

Question 7, the single word "self", Han Fu pondered for a moment and prepared to plagiarize a poem from a modern writer in his previous life.

Song seven?

Everyone stopped being shocked and appreciating, and stared at Han Fu tightly, expecting him to make another classic masterpiece that has been handed down to the world.

Today's events are good stories.

It is enough to sensational Dingxing, sensational court, and even the entire territory of the Xu Dynasty or spread to the surrounding countries.

If there is another poem that does not belong to the previous one, it will be the icing on the cake.

"Self-deprecation." Han Fu slowly said the name of the word, and then recited: "I am a person from the back mountain, and I am occasionally a guest in the front hall." Drunken dance through the pavilion half a book, sitting in the well said that the sky is wide. Dazhi drama fame, sea bucket blessings and misfortunes. When it comes to shyness in the bag, he angrily points to the mistake. ”

This poem, from the writer Doudou's "Remote Savior", is written by the protagonist in the book (the original author is naturally Doudou), and was later adapted into the TV series "Tiandao", starring Ding Zhiwen.

Han Fu liked this drama very much in his previous life, so he also memorized this poem.

The meaning of the whole article is easy to understand, to the effect that I am just a countryman, I have never seen the world, and I occasionally ascend to the hall of elegance, so I pretend to be a half-assed talent, and say something to sit in the well and watch the sky. My ambition is so big that I can tease fame, and I have to use the sea to measure my fortune and misfortune, but I really don't have any money in my pocket, but it's not my fault, hahaha... It's God's fault.

The words are straightforward and easy to understand, and the onlookers understand the meaning of the words in seconds.

But it was precisely because they understood that they looked inexplicable, embarrassed and embarrassed, and had the intention of beating Han Fu again.

You have beaten everyone here, and you are recognized as a saint of poetry and immortal words without communication and tacit understanding, and you are so humble as a result?

Say you're half-, but what about us?

What about us?

Where is this self-deprecation, it's just murderous...

But when you think about it, it's really modest, and I can't find fault with it... It's uncomfortable, as if there are ants crawling and biting in my heart.

Liu Shilin was stunned, and immediately laughed dumbly.

"It deserves to be the eldest brother I identify, so unique."

Han Fu couldn't have imagined that he just plagiarized a few poems, and his first little fan brother in the strange Xu Dynasty was born.

is still the first poet Liu Shilin in this world, Xu Chao up and down.