"I want you to use Xiang Guifei as the theme!"

"Write a poem!"

Next to Huaqing Pond.

Li Bai and Xiang Yan played together.

Prepare to compose poems.

The familiar scene is in Xiang Yan's mind, and she is quickly looking for her own answer!

After some brainstorming!

The three words of Qingping stand out.

Back then, Li Bai in his previous life was ranked in the Hanlin Academy, and Xuanzong ordered him to compose lyrics to Yang Guifei.

Today's situation!

It's very similar to that time!

If he took out one of the Qingping tones, it would not be a steady crush of Li Bai!

Xiang Yan smiled proudly!

Then he lay down on the ground on all fours.

"Li Bai, the master's poems have been formed!"

"Leave you a moment to think, if you can't make a poem, I'll show it directly."

When Zhao Longji saw Xiang Yan like this, he immediately looked up to the sky and smiled.

Fun and fun!

That's where the fun comes in!

Li Bai's face was full of arrogance, and he didn't take Xiang Yan in his eyes at all.

In his impression, this Yan is just the son of a traitorous minister, and he is a gentleman in the capital.

I don't know a lot of words!

Still want to compose poetry?!

Amusing!

"Now that Childe's poetry has been formed."

"Then it's better to be respectful than to obey!"

I saw Li Bai pacing in all directions, and walked to Xiang Guifei's side with a bold move.

Take a look!

Have an ace up one's sleeve!

The ministers in the audience hid their faces, and they all showed joy, all waiting to see Xiang Yan's jokes.

It's just a gentleman who doesn't learn anything!

Dare to let the great poet Li Bai wait on the side!

And say that you have finished the poem yourself!

If you take this out of the capital and say it, you won't want people to laugh off their big teeth!

The crowd waited for a while!

I don't see these two people singing poetry against each other.

However, the wine bowl in Li Bai's hand was empty again and again.

He leaned against the big stone next to Huaqing Pond, his face full of sadness.

As a drunken poet immortal, Li Bai, as long as he drinks a few more glasses of spirits, he has the power to create poetry!

Xiang Yan saw that Li Bai's drinking state came up!

I thought I couldn't give him another chance.

It's time to make a move!

Li Bai swallowed another bowl of spirits, closed his eyes, and slowly spoke:

"Yun Xiangyi ......"

As soon as the words fell, Xiang Yan's rough voice suddenly rose, directly suppressing Li Bai!

"Clouds want clothes, flowers want to look, and the spring breeze blows Revlon!"

"If it weren't for the Jade Mountain, I would meet Yaotai under the moon!"

The standard seven-character poem!

blurted out from Xiang Yan's mouth.

That's all there is to it!

The civil and military officials present were stunned!

Xiang Guozhong looked at Xiang Yan with a surprised face!

Ittm!

Or is it your own little rock?!

This poem is done, although he can't understand it clearly, but when he hears it, it is a very elegant poem!

It's clouds and flowers!

Good poetry for sure!

Li Bai suddenly woke up most of the time.

With a wooden look, Xiang Yan was locked up.

Xiang Yan actually made the same poem as herself?

No! Wrong!

Only the first few words are the same!

He Li Bai!

I haven't thought about the follow-up of the poem yet!

But Xiang Yan has already told the whole poem!

Could it be that his power is above himself!

Zhao Longji's expression was also shocked at the moment, but soon, the corners of his mouth rose, and a smile was coming.

"Virtuous son-in-law!"

"That poem just now, but you did it!?"

Xiang Yan nodded, arched his hand and said:

"Your Majesty, of course I did it."

"How can the poems that come out of my mouth be made by someone else?"

"Your Majesty can ask these civil and military officials, have you heard this poem anywhere else except today?"

Before Zhao Longji could ask, Li Bai, who was half drunk and half awake, shook the wine bowl in his hand.

Plop!

Directly knelt on the ground!

"Your Majesty!"

"The minister is not convinced, and begs to fight with the horse Xiang Yan again!"

Zhao Longji sees this!

The interest is even greater.

The military officials in the audience all agreed, and they also wanted Li Bai and Xiang Yan to compete again.

Especially Guo Ziyi's group of ministers, their faces were full of unconvinced.

was slapped in the face by a foolish poem!

Who will be convinced?!

"Virtuous son-in-law."

"Would you like to say yes?"

Xiang Yan smiled crookedly and replied:

"Why not!"

Zhao Longji laughed, and then drank the wine in his cup.

"I'm the two of you, think about another round of questions."

"I think back then, I and Xiang Guifei enjoyed the flowers in Hangzhou."

"Spring is full of beauty, and there are just a few swallows looking for their heads."

"The ministers of the DPRK and China all take this as the luck of the Great Zhou, so it is better to use the previous poem and this flower swallow as the theme to continue to write a poem!"

Suddenly!

The civil and military officials in the audience began to chatter.

Write a poem on a given topic!

It's much more difficult than just writing poetry.

On the one hand!

It is necessary to inherit the charm of the previous poem.

On the other hand!

It is to write the content of this poem.

Xiang Yan shook his head, and then lay down on the steep stone next to Huaqing Pond, his face full of ease.

"Li Bai, I've thought of poetry again."

"You have to hurry up this time, don't let me take the lead again!"

Seeing this, Guo Ziyi couldn't help pouting and said:

"Shaft, but after making a poem, he really thinks of himself as a literati?"

Li Bai's expression gradually became nervous, his two eyes widened, and he scurried around.

Yan...... Flower......

Xiang Guifei......

Countless nouns converged, and the poem was on the lips, but I couldn't say anything!

It's weird!

It's weird!

If Xiang Yan's first poem is made by herself, then these two poems will definitely be made by herself!

Can ...... now

Li Bai's face was embarrassed, and he looked at Xiang Yan, who was eating leisurely on the side.

"It seems that Brother Li's poetry level is just touted by the world."

"In that case, I'll continue!"

Xiang Yan's words!

provoked Guo Ziyi's collective scolding.

They really want to see, you Xiang Yan is just a gentleman in the capital, I'm afraid that making a poem is not the limit, what else can you do!

"A branch of red dew condenses incense, and the clouds and rain Wushan break the intestines in vain."

"By asking who in the Han Palace looks like, poor Feiyan leans on new makeup."

Wonderful!

Great!

Poetry blurted out!

The level of proficiency has reached the point of knowing it!

Li Bai listened to Xiang Yan's two poems, and his eyes were full of envy and unwillingness.

It's just a loss of two poems!

But it made Li Bai have a strange feeling!

It's like Xiang Yan should be that writer, and he is just a shadow of him!

"Li Bai has eyes but doesn't know Mount Tai."

"I hope that Master Ma will forgive your sins, your talent is several times better than mine!"

"Bow down to the wind!"

At this moment, Li Bai's wine strength had completely dissipated.

He packed up his clothes, and couldn't wait to rush out of Huaqing Pond now, return to Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and be a teacher in a down-to-earth manner!

From now on, don't ask the Da Zhou poetry altar again!

The faces of the hundreds of officials in the audience showed disbelief.

The writers in Jiangsu and Zhejiang were actually scolded by the capital, with two poems!

I went back to my hometown!

What a skill this is?!

The faces of Guo Ziyi and the others were also extremely embarrassed.

No one thought of it!

Next to this Huaqing Pool!

Xiang Yan turned out to be a drunken poet!

But......

Zhao Longji didn't seem to be satisfied, drinking the wine, shaking his head.

I always feel it!

This set of poems is not yet finished.

The first poem mainly praises the appearance of Xiang Guifei, and the second poem mainly writes about the beautiful scenery of the flower swallow of Youzhi.

Should be mentioned again!

Conclude as a summary of both poems!

That's what it sounds like!

"Virtuous son-in-law!"

"I haven't heard it before, and I always feel that after these two poems, I should follow up with another one!"

"Can you mention one more song for me? You decide the theme, just chant the poem! ”