Even Mr. Drunkard spoke comfortingly:

"Tie Xuan, although Gu Xiaoyou is talented, after all, he has too little experience, and it is inappropriate to write side poems."

"It's better to make a landscape poem, which can also show the literary brilliance, how about it?"

Wang Tiexuan did not answer, but looked at King Jing.

After all, among all the people present, he was the only one who spoke the matter.

Xiang Qingfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and his thoughts began to fly.

Daqian established the country with a bow and horse, and he was even more determined to make some achievements, so naturally he also wanted to go to the battlefield.

Therefore, I really want to taste Gu Beichuan's side poems.

So he said: "You can just try it a little, if it doesn't work, I won't force it." ”

King Jing has said so, what else can the rest of the people say?

Suddenly, everyone's eyes were focused on Gu Beichuan.

They also want to see what kind of poems this Huainan genius who can become a poet in five steps can make!

Gu Beichuan nodded, but did not immediately start composing poems, but asked:

"I heard that the place where the north of my Great Qian, and the Great Yan are separated, is a mountain range that stretches for thousands of miles. The terrain is steep and the climate is cold. ”

"Towering into the clouds, it is covered with snow all year round."

"Is that the case?"

Xiang Qingfeng nodded and said, "Not bad." ”

"This mountain range is called Yayu Mountain Range, which is steep, and I am afraid that it can be ranked among the top ten in the world!"

"I also heard that in order to resist the Great Yan Thieves, His Majesty once built a Xiongguan south of the Yayu Mountain Range, called Yumen, but is there such a thing?"

"Yes, I have two major heroes."

"The North Jade Gate, the Southern Son of Heaven, defend Kyoto together, so that the great Qianjiang and the mountains can be safe."

Among them, the Yumen Pass in the north is even more controlled by Uncle Wang of Zhenbei. There are also 100,000 elite soldiers to send, even if Dayan sends five times and ten times the troops, I am afraid it will be difficult to capture! ”

When Xiang Qingfeng talked about this, he was inevitably a little proud in his words.

After all, the development of the Three Kingdoms in the East over the years is obvious to all, and Daliang is still the same, tepid.

Dayan is declining and gradually lonely.

On the contrary, it is a great cadre, in the past ten years, due to Emperor Renxuan's determination to forge ahead and be proficient in state affairs, the overall national strength has been thriving!

Coupled with the assistance of Uncle Wang of Zhenbei, who can fight well, he will recuperate for a few years, send a large army, cross the Yayu Mountains, break through the capital of Dayan, and recover the territory of his ancestors, he will no longer be a flower in the mirror, a moon in the water!

At that time, my father is only afraid that he can become the king of Zhongxing since the founding of the country 300 years ago, and he should also leave a strong mark in the history books!

And he, as the heir of his father and the emperor, is honored!

Even Xiang Zhirou on the side was raising her eyebrows and looking arrogant.

"I have also heard that five years ago, Dayan sent 100,000 iron cavalry mixed with 200,000 troops to storm Yumen Pass!"

"Although Yumen is the world's first-class Xiongguan, it is also crumbling under such a fierce attack."

"In the end, the king of Zhenbei led his army out of the city, went around to the rear of the enemy, and brazenly killed when the situation was stalemate. With thousands of people marching and chiseling through the army formation of 10,000 people in Dayan, this is a narrow victory? ”

"Yes, after this battle, Uncle Wang of Zhenbei is famous, and his prestige is directly catching up with the champion Hou who sealed the Zen sacrifice on Yayu Mountain!"

Speaking of this, Xiang Qingfeng was already yearning.

It seems that he has also stepped on mountains and rivers, and swept the sun and moon with guns.

Follow the king of Zhenbei to sweep the elite of Dayan.

It's a pity that he was born a royal child.

Even if you practice martial arts every day and are familiar with the art of war.

Up to now, he has been able to ride and shoot, but he has never been on the battlefield.

After all, on the battlefield, if the prince is arrested, the commanders of the three armies will inevitably be constrained.

Xiang Zhirou on the side also nodded constantly when she heard this, her eyes were full of pride.

It can be seen that the children of the royal family have reverence for the king of Zhenbei.

"Gu everyone has asked so much, I don't know if there are poems in my chest?"

"If not, then forget it."

"Beichuan is inspired, and if you want to vomit quickly, please correct Your Highness."

Hearing this, Xiang Qingfeng raised his eyebrows, became interested, and said, "Come quickly!" ”

Gu Beichuan bowed his head, cleared his throat, and said the first sentence:

"The black clouds overwhelm the city and want to destroy it, and the armor light opens to the sun."

As soon as this first couplet came out, everyone trembled.

Especially Wang Tiexuan, showing a look of surprise that was visible to the naked eye.

He is an expert in writing Biansai poems, so as soon as he listens to it, he knows how good Gu Beichuan is.

Outside the city, the enemy army rolled in like a black cloud, trying to destroy the city walls.

The armor of the soldiers shimmered golden in the sunlight.

Just these two sentences vividly depict the bleak and murderous atmosphere before the enemy army attacked the city.

This... Was it really written by a kid who was no more than twenty years old? How can it be?

The tone is so high, I want to see how you pick it up.

"The sound of horns fills the sky with autumn colors, stuffed with swallow fat and night purple."

At this moment, Gu Beichuan's second line of poetry came out.

The sound of trumpets sounded throughout the autumn night, and the blood of the soldiers turned dark purple in the cold night.

If the first couplet is written about the enemy army is about to attack the city, the two armies are facing each other.

Then the jaw couplet writes that after the siege of the city, the soldiers were wounded and bleeding, and their eyes were devastated.

Catch! He caught it! How is this possible?

Wang Tiexuan stood on the spot!

"Half a roll of red flags is in the water, and the frost is heavy and the cold is not sound."

The banner of reinforcements was already in sight, but the enemy army was attacking at this time.

In the cold night, it is difficult to beat the drums of war.

After listening to the neck couplet, everyone waited with bated breath, and a layer of gloom lingered in their hearts.

It seems to be worried about the soldiers in the poem, wondering if they will be able to wait for reinforcements.

At the same time, I am looking forward to it, looking forward to the tail coupling that has always been the climax!

"Repay the king's will on the golden platform, and carry the jade dragon to die for the king!"

As soon as the tail couplet came out, the poem was completed, and the audience fell into a deathly silence.

This... Is this really the work of a junior who is not more than 20 years old? This is the doubt in everyone's mind.

If the first triptych can only be regarded as amazing, then the tail couplet can definitely be regarded as sublimating the whole poem!

The soldiers who were stationed at the pass and were at the end of their rope did not choose to wait for reinforcements, but took the initiative to kill.

In order to repay the emperor's kindness, he was put to death and reborn!

It's really...

After listening to this, Qin Xiuwen only felt that goosebumps were about to rise all over his body.

King Jing was the first to stand up, applauding and exclaiming:

"Great, great! It's a first-class masterpiece! ”

"If you can get this poem today, it will be in vain!"

Gu Beichuan's poem, isn't it written five years ago that the king of Zhenbei fought outside Yumen Pass?

"It's really heart-wrenching, and it shows my style!"

"When he returns, he will chant in front of the three armies. It is also so that they can march and fight in the future, and don't forget the iron bones of being cadres! ”

When Xiang Zhirou heard this, her eyes flickered in the same way, and her eyes like ripples of autumn water were full of Gu Beichuan's figure.

Wang Tiexuan bowed his hand, and there was even a bit of admiration in his tone:

"Brother Gu is talented, and Tie Xuan is not as good as him."