"In the fifth year of Zhongping, Yu Chaojing was the teacher, and he returned to Luochuan. The ancients said: The god of Si Shui, the name is Concubine Mi. Feeling Song Yu's matter to the goddess of the king of Chu, he made a gift. His words read: "

"Yu returned to his hometown from the capital region. Back Yique, Yue Yuan, through the valley, Lingjing Mountain. The sun is tilting westward, and the car is annoying. Ernai tax is like a high tax, a straw is like a zhitian, a tolerance is like a sunny forest, and a flow is like Luochuan. ”

When the first few sentences of the poem came out of Yang Ling's mouth, the scene of the poetry meeting instantly fell silent.

Cao Pi and Cao Qing also calmed down and listened with others.

It's just that they want to hear what Yang Ling's level is, so that they can seize the opportunity to laugh and ridicule.

But as Yang Ling continued to chant, everyone's faces changed!

“…… Soaring like a frightening dragon, graceful like a dragon. Rong Yao autumn chrysanthemum, Huamao spring pine. The hair is like the light clouds covering the moon, and the fluttering is like the snow of the flowing wind......"

This rhetoric...... It's gorgeous, isn't it?

Even if you are an average literati, you can hear the cleverness!

“…… Command the servant and drive, and I will return to the east road. Fight against the strategy, and can't go! ”

Yang Ling recited the whole article, and suddenly breathed a long sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the Chinese teacher was more strict and responsible when he went to school, forcing the whole class to recite this "Luo Shen Fu".

Otherwise, how could he still recite the full text after so many years?

Yang Ling took a sip of tea and looked at everyone present.

Although he has recited the entire article, everyone is still immersed in "Luo Shen Fu" and can't extricate themselves for a long time!

None of them.

Just because this work is too beautiful and unique!

All the poetry and songs in the world are almost overshadowed by it!

I didn't expect Yang Ling's talent to be so high that he could make such a masterpiece!

No wonder he would say that poetry and poetry are small skills of carving insects, and yes, with such talent, there is no need to put poetry and poetry in his eyes!

Cao Pi's complexion changed greatly!

Like his father Cao Cao and younger brother Cao Zhi, he was a person who read poetry and books.

Naturally, you can judge the merits of this assignment!

It is not an exaggeration to describe it as a swan song for the ages!

The words and sentences and the feelings expressed contain a unique sense of beauty, which makes people can't help but be amazed!

No, no, how can you praise Yang Ling?

Cao Pi on the other side was also moved!

In his opinion, Yang Ling's assignment is neatly dual, the rhetoric is beautiful, and the imagination is extremely rich.

The most important thing is that Cao Pi can feel the resonance from it!

He felt that this article was very familiar, as if he had been living in the shadow of Yang Ling.

Cao Qing looked at Yang Ling's beautiful eyes, which were also colorful ripples, full of shock!

Her father and brothers are all literary masters, and she has also received literary edification since she was a child, of course she knows how amazing Yang Ling's work is!

However, unlike talents like Cao Pi and Cao Zhi, Cao Qing felt more from it that she was sad and frustrated!

What kind of strange woman can make him so infinitely sad and melancholy?

Cao Qing felt an inexplicable pain in her heart, and tears almost slipped down.

"Sister...... He's so talented, if you don't like him, I'll go and tell my father that I'll marry him. ”

Cao Hua on the side wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and whispered.

Cao Qing just glared at her coldly and spit out a word,

"Get out!"

After being silent for a long time, Cao Pi finally came back to his senses from the shock and couldn't help but say,

"Dare to ask Mr. if this work has a name?"

"Roselle Fu."

"Roselle Fu?"

Cao Pi muttered in a low voice, then raised his head, his eyes were extremely bright, and he exclaimed,

"The gentleman is sophisticated in his choice of words. The sentences are exquisite, and the paragraphs are gorgeous. The sincerity of emotion, the richness of imagination, the strangeness of scenery, the delicacy of characters, the skillfulness of rhetoric, and the expressiveness of portrayal. It's really fascinating and impressive! ”

"Zijian Gongzi has an overreputation, if you talk about talent, you and the general are still the first to be recommended in the world."

Yang Ling hurriedly waved his hand.

He is not a brazen person, and he is still somewhat embarrassed in front of the original author.

"You're welcome, sir!"

Cao Pi solemnly said,

"I can't hide it, I was arrogant before, and I was only talented in the world, and I was not as good as me."

"But after meeting Mr., I learned the truth that there are people outside the sky."

"If there is a stone of talent in the world, Mr. will have eight buckets, my father and I will have one bucket, and the rest of the scholars will share one bucket!"

These words can be said to elevate Yang Ling's status to the point of being above all the literati in the world!

But the talented people present did not have the slightest dissatisfaction, but nodded convincingly!

Because Yang Ling's "Luo Shen Fu" is really enough to overwhelm everyone!

The works of the world, in front of them, are all eclipsed.

"It's not too early, Zihuan Gongzi, Zijian Gongzi, Miss Cao, I'll take the first step and go back."

Yang Ling stood up with a smile.

"Sir, please go slowly."

Cao Zhi said respectfully.

Cao Pi also squeezed out a smile on his face, but he scolded his mother in his heart.

Today, it is obviously intended to ruin Yang Ling's reputation and become the laughing stock of the world.

It's good now, all of a sudden let him pretend to be such a big force.

After today, I am afraid that Yang Ling will be completely famous in the world!

Yang Ling arched his hand at a few people, and then left in a dashing manner.

Looking at his back, Cao Qing felt inexplicably lost in her heart, and she had the urge to stop him!

But thinking that when he sat down just now, he didn't even say hello to Yang Ling, and he suddenly felt extremely regretful in his heart!

After Yang Ling left, although today's poetry meeting was carried out normally, everyone was almost not interested.

After all, there is such a shocking "Luo Shen Fu" placed there, and it is undoubtedly a bit humiliating for others to show their works again.

Seeing this, Cao Zhi could only hastily announce the end of today's poetry meeting.

……

General's Palace.

Cao Cao was discussing political affairs with Xun Yu, Guo Jia, Xi Zhicai, and Jia Xu.

At this moment, a spy from the school office hurried in.

He didn't say anything, just handed the fold in his hand to Cao Cao.

Cao Cao took the fold and glanced at it casually, but the tiger's body shook violently!

His face changed, and he sat upright, staring carefully at the fold in his hand.

Seeing Cao Cao's appearance, Xun Yu and Guo Jia looked at each other, and they couldn't help but feel a little strange in their hearts.

What happened to make the lord so shocked?

A moment later, when Cao Cao finished reading the excerpt, he sighed,

"Yang Ling is really a good writer, I really underestimated him before!"

Hearing this, several people were even more curious, how could the lord suddenly mention Yang Ling?

Cao Cao saw their puzzled expressions and explained,

"You should know that Zijian will hold a poetry meeting outside the city on weekdays and invite talented people from all over the world to participate, right?"

The crowd nodded.

Because Cao Zhi's identity and talent are there, as long as he can be praised, he can be famous all over the world.

In order to get ahead, many talented people have gone there to participate.

As a result, the poetry meeting held by Cao Zhi was as famous as the previous Yuedan review held by the Xu brothers.