The "solitary cover of the whole Tang Dynasty" in Chen Mo's era enjoyed a good reputation, and was praised as a poem in the poem by Wen Yiduo, and its charm can be seen at the peak of the peak. The anecdotes of his life are like illusory, and they are no longer studied, but the long poems left behind are astonishing.

The poem adopts intricate changes, in the sentence structure, a large number of use of comparative sentences, dual sentences and flowing water pairs, the beginning and the end are wonderful, the article is endless, not only in the scenery of the artistic conception is far-reaching, but also philosophical and artistic thinking, so it is regarded as a solitary article covering the whole Tang Dynasty.

The attainments of poetry in the Tang Dynasty have reached the peak, "poet immortal" Li Bai, "poet saint" Du Fu, "poet Buddha" Wang Wei, "poet ghost" Li He, etc. were all born in that starry era.

Such a charming poem, let alone five years, fifty years, five hundred years, may not be able to match.

Hearing such a familiar masterpiece, Chen Mo was slightly stunned, as if he had returned to his previous life.

At this time, the crown prince Tang Feng had already come to the stage to supplement the poem.

The first four sentences of Yu Youwei's words are "The tide of the spring river is even with the sea, and the bright moon on the sea is born together.

He brewed for a while, and with Yu Youwei's faint zither, he read aloud: "A leaf flat boat Xiaoxiang guest, a thousand miles of reed flowers fishing snow alone, the bright ice wheel is clear and rippling, and this month has also shone for a thousand years......

Since the previous poem that Yu Youwei said was about the river, Tang Feng naturally thought of Bian Zhou, characters and sighs.

Maybe the artistic conception is known, but people's thoughts are always very different, and it is almost impossible to make a perfect original.

Sure enough, Chen Mo noticed that when Tang Feng read out the sentence of Yiye Bianzhou Xiaoxiangke, Yu Youwei's brows were slightly frowned, and her red lips were pursed, obviously Tang Feng's poem was not very satisfactory to her.

A song is over.

Everyone is still unsatisfied.

"Good poetry."

"Yes, His Royal Highness the Prince's poem is really a perfect match for Miss Youwei."

"Hahaha, Miss Youwei can't say anything if she refuses again."

"Yes, it's been five years, Miss Youwei didn't mean it, right?"

There was a warm coaxing in the venue, Chen Mo laughed playfully, the person who made the coax was obviously from the prince's side, this prince His Royal Highness was planning to use the power of Yulu to force Yu Youwei Cong, this guy is quite a means.

"Miss Youwei's ancient score has been untitled, so this hall will offer an ugly title."

Tang feels good about himself.

Chen Mo couldn't help but laugh.

Isn't Yan Jiangyue the name of the famous word brand of Nian Nujiao, this guy is really creative.

Chen Mo's smile immediately became the focus of the audience, the grievances between the two were still vivid, and his laughter was obviously a great provocation.

"Does Chen Mo think that this song of the main hall is not very good?" Tang Feng raised his eyebrows, his tone was slightly dissatisfied, the bet between the two of them before had already put the two sides in the land of fire and water, and there was no need for Tang Feng to be coy at this time.

"His Royal Highness Tang Feng's poem is also good, but as far as I listen to it, the song with Miss Youwei is still a little unsatisfactory."

Tang Feng laughed, sneered and said: "This hall has been listening to Miss Youwei's music in Chang'an for five years, and in the past five years, this hall has not dared to say first, but it is second to think about it. Speaking of this, Tang Feng sneered, the meaning is obvious, when Lao Tzu listened to Youwei's zither, you waste still don't know where to hide to lick your wounds, where is a guy who has just come to Chang'an qualified to say that his poems do not match Youwei's songs, it is really ridiculous and generous.

The prince's face sneered.

"Qu doesn't care about the length of time you listen to, the understanding you watch, Tang Feng, your statement is too bad for royal etiquette." Chen Lin said coldly, Tang Feng is indeed irrefutable, in the past five years, the wealthy sons of Chang'an have been studying Youwei's ancient songs, Tang Feng is the hottest one, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a fanatical fan, but Chen Lin can't see that anyone dares to bully his brother.

"Chang'an Mansion seems to want to be in the limelight everywhere." Tang Feng sneered and said: "Okay, then today you will be able to fulfill your brothers.Chen Mo, since you dare to say so, why don't you take out your own masterpieces, let us see what poems Chang'an Mansion can make, and let Miss Youwei judge it."

"That's right, Your Highness is right."

"Today, all the wealthy families in Chang'an are here, so it's better to take it out and compare it."

"Your Royal Highness Chen Mo, don't say you're unprepared."

The crowd uproared.

Yu Youwei covered her forehead, she knew that Chang Anjun and Tang Huang had not been peaceful recently, why did the two of them carry it again, wouldn't it be embarrassing for her to let her be this judge.

However, Yu Youwei also has a trace of expectations for Chen Mo.

This young man who made a cold mountain and asked the classics can have a comprehension of his ancient music scores.

"Okay, I happened to get a poem in my dream the day before yesterday, and it is quite suitable for the guzheng song of Miss Youwei." Chen Mo's generous response.

"Fourth brother, can you do it, do you want me to come, I have been preparing for a long time this time. [,！]." Chen Lin asked in a low voice.

Chen Mo nodded.

Tang Feng smirked at Yu Youwei: "Then I will ask Miss Youwei to listen carefully to what he has gained in this dream, I hope it will not insult Miss Youwei's natural zither."

"If we make messy and bullshit verses, don't blame us for laughing at His Highness Chen Mo."

"Haha, His Royal Highness Chen Mo won't be so self-conscious."

Chen Mo stepped up to the high platform and gestured to Yu Youwei.

"Then Your Highness, please." Yu Youwei Su hands strokes the piano.

A wisp of piano sound is long, cold as the moon.

Chen Mo is too familiar with the poem Spring River Flower Moon Night, but as soon as he closed his eyes, his long-lost memories were opened, and those beautiful poems immediately came to mind.

"Your Highness Lin, is it okay for His Highness Mo to go down?"

Someone asked Chen Lin worriedly.

Chen Lin himself pinched a cold sweat, only remembering that this fourth brother left Chang'an at a very young age, maybe he really read poetry and books in the countryside, as for what he got in his dreams, of course no one believed it.

"Look at it."

Tang Feng glanced at Chen Lin very provocatively, and finally felt a little happy about humiliating Chen Mo, he didn't believe that Chen Mo could have any earth-shattering ghosts to make poems comparable to his own poems, and he didn't write these poems by himself, he found a lot of talented poets to collect them, and it took more than a year to complete the first four sentences of Yu Youwei's ancient music score.

He was able to surpass himself when he came to Chang'an for the first time to listen to the guzheng, and he didn't know how ridiculous he was at all.

Maybe this Chen Mo is very talented in martial arts, he can defeat the Thunder Tribulation Monk, and he also has personal experience in the Zen family to make classics, but listening to the lyrics and filling in the lyrics are far from the two, if he can really write it, Tang Feng thinks that this guy can not only be his own teacher, Lao Tzu recognizes you as a father.

"Where is the spring river and no moon!"

With this sentence coming out, it was Chen Mo's turn to add next.

"The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlit flowers and forests are like hail." When Chen Mo read the first line of the poem 'I did', he was playing leisurely, and Yu Youwei, who had no distractions, suddenly trembled all over, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

"Huh?" The girl's eyes widened and she covered her mouth in surprise.

Everyone was amazed.

Five years.

In the past five years, Yu Youwei has played this song countless times, and I don't know how many poems I have heard of the talented and proud literati, but in the past five years, Yu Youwei's guzheng has always been immersed in her own world, and no one can interrupt it, but today, Chen Mo just made Yu Youwei lose her temper with just one sentence.

Everyone looked at each other, thinking that they were not dazzled.

"Why is Miss Youwei dissatisfied?" Chen Mo asked calmly.

The maids Lu'er and Qiao'er are also very puzzled why today's young lady is so out of shape, no one can be like this on weekdays, is this poem really a drama?

"I'm sorry, Youwei just remembered some things on your mind, which made you abrupt." Yu Youwei said apologetically.

"So that's the case, I'll just say, how could His Royal Highness Chen Mo's poems interrupt Miss Youwei's zither."

"But this sentence is really very unusual, wonderful."

"Hehe, let's listen to the following."

Yu Youwei closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and after opening her eyes, she recovered from it, but everyone heard that the guzheng seemed to have become a little different from usual, and it seemed to have a brightness that had never been seen before, and this feeling was like ...... It seems like......

"It looks like I've met a soulmate."

A girl sighed.

Yes, confidant!

Could it be ......

At this time, even a fool can feel that the poems made by Chen Mo are different, and they have made Yu Youwei's heartstrings fluctuate that they haven't had in five years.

Chen Mo then read out the following sentences

The frost in the air does not fly, and the white sand on the Ting cannot be seen.

The river sky is a color without fiber dust, and the lonely moon wheel in the bright sky.

Who first saw the moon on the riverside? When did the river moon shine at the beginning of the year?

......

Yu Youwei's strings are like the heart, and the melody played is the most light and brisk so far, in this scene of the moonlight river is like one more man and a woman.

This son's poem will be against the sky.

People with a little heart can feel the difference, and they can't help but sympathize and ridicule at the biggest joke His Royal Highness the Crown Prince Tang Feng.

At this moment.

The crown prince of the Daishige Dynasty had only one idea.

He wants to kill!

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