Wan Yanhao was not in a very good mood.

But the current occasion is an occasion for international exchanges, and no matter how unhappy she is, she must hide it first.

Exchanges between countries are more delicate.

With the help of Abuhan Tietie and Xingdaorong, he ascended the throne and became emperor with a sweep.

Externally, however, it is not appropriate to be too tough at the moment.

In general, the overall strength is not enough.

Specifically, the fist is not strong enough, that is, the force is not strong enough; The economy is also not developed enough, and there is not enough money to support him to be too tough.

Now it's time to ease the mood.

Wan Yan Hao gestured towards Tie Tie.

Tie Tie picked up his wine glass and said loudly, "Xiao Wang has arranged some toasts for you, please raise your glasses and have a good time!"

Su Xuan was the first to hold the wine glass.

"This goat's milk wine is good, come on."

Su Xuan gestured towards Ye Huaiyu, and Ye Huaiyu immediately turned his face away and didn't look at Su Xuan.

Then Su Xuan gestured to Wu Yan next to him.

Wu Yan smiled and picked up the wine glass.

Musicians and dancers take the stage, play the piano and dance to add to the fun.

Su Xuan came into contact with the songs and dances of the ancient northern nomads for the first time, and he found that the songs and dances were very distinctive.

Some of the songs and dances he had heard in his previous life were very similar to those he had heard in the scene.

In the music, there is a feeling of vastness.

Su Xuan listened very attentively.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I have admired the literary talents of the Central Plains countries for a long time, and I have heard that the literary styles of the Central Plains countries are flourishing and talented people are numerous. I wonder if there are people in the missions of various countries who can compose poems, and how many poems can be inscribed to cheer everyone up?" Wan Yan Hao laughed loudly.

He had just drunk a few nights of wine, and he had already suppressed his anger.

There is still the amount of gas that should be there.

Central Plains countries, pan

Refers to the three major dynasties of the Eastern Continent.

And everyone in the world knows that the literary style of Daxia is at its peak, and there are many writers of all kinds.

Among them, there are Shu Shiliang, who is known as the first person in the Great Xia literary circle.

However, there is another thing that everyone present knows.

The year before last, at the poetry meeting held by Da Yan, Shu Shiliang, a great writer of the Xia Kingdom, was beaten by a small eunuch of the Da Yan Dynasty.

And this little eunuch was on the spot.

At this time, Ye Huaiyu finally came to strength.

Dance and ink, he himself may not be very good. But among the people he brought with him, there were capable people.

"An Chu, you can write a poem for everyone." Ye Huaiyu said in a deep voice.

A young man stood up, dressed in white and polite.

"Anchu?"

"Hearing his name, he seems to be the most proud student of Shu Shiliang Shu!"

"He's the one who created his own Qingping tune?"

"If it's not him, who else could it be?"

"I thought he should be in his thirties, but I didn't expect him to be so young!"

"The scribes of the Great Xia Dynasty are famous for their very young age!"

……

"In Xia Anchu, I have seen the envoys of various countries, and I have seen His Majesty the Heavenly Dragon Emperor."

An Chu saluted on all sides, without losing courtesy.

His face was full of the words personable.

An Chu's gaze swept over Su Xuan.

This dead eunuch is his teacher's enemy!

As the saying goes, there is no first.

Su Xuan's works are actually not many, and the most famous sentence is that one will succeed and ten thousand bones will wither.

This poem actually has a high attainment.

It can be light on the literati since ancient times.

Su Xuan is Shu Shiliang's mortal enemy again, and An Chu naturally doesn't think there is anything to praise about this verse.

with him

Compared with Qingping, it is simply too far to check.

"I've heard it for a long time

Wen'an's reputation is everyone's, but I didn't expect to be so young. Please also write a poem!" Tie Tie arched his hand and said.

"It's easy to say, then it's ugly."

An Chu took a glass of wine and drank a glass of wine.

"The earth is scorching, the summer days are long, and the hot days shine on the country."

An Chu read two sentences casually.

He smiled and continued.

"What is the path of the Nine Wind Thunder? Fear is hurt."

An Chu took a sip of wine and sat down slowly.

"Offering ugliness."

"Good poetry, good poetry!"

Wan Yanhao took the lead in praising it.

He doesn't really know much poetry, but he still sounds very lofty.

What the earth is fierce, what shines the fragrance of the country, when you hear it, it looks very high.

And among some of the people present, there are people who understand poetry.

An Chu's poem should be lyrical through the scene. It should be talking about the Nine Heavens Waterfall in their Great Xia Kingdom.

This is a strange scene in the territory of Great Xia, that waterfall seems to fall from the sky, and in summer, it is accompanied by bursts of thunder.

But his last sentence should be to completely express his feelings.

Why do you say that it is cheap and lofty?

This is obviously regretting that you are not willing, right?

This poem does not seem to be suitable for today's occasion.

Wu Yan of Daliang must have thought of the clues.

He immediately looked at Su Xuan.

Su Xuan squinted slightly, and silently recited An Chu's poem for a year in his heart.

The earth is scorching and the summer days are long,

The scorching sky shines on the fragrance of the country.

What is the path of the Nine Wind Thunder?

Cheap and lofty, fear of injury.

Su Xuan felt that this poem was a bit bullish and wrong, and the writing could only be regarded as so-so at best.

But Su Xuan also had to admire

Obey this An Chu's literary brilliance.

This poem is very ingenious, and it uses two techniques.

He used both the head and the center for this poem.

If it's just a hidden head, although this poem is not a masterpiece, it can also show his literary brilliance.

But if you use the head and the middle of the house, you have to give up something.

The hidden head is: Da Yan ***.

In Tibet: Great Xia is not afraid.

looks like a lyrical poem borrowed from the scene, but in fact, it is nakedly scolding the Great Yan Dynasty, so don't be afraid!

Good for you, an Anchu!

Don't you know that you, the first scribe of Great Xia, have all been defeated by me?

Dancing in front of Lao Tzu?

Look for death!

This must have been Ye Huaiyu's idea.

Otherwise, An Chu probably didn't have the courage to insult the Great Yan Dynasty in front of Su Xuan.

Therefore, they still didn't take Su Xuan seriously.

Swearing with dirty words?

Hehe, that's terrible.

Su Xuan lifted the wine jug and staggered to the middle.

"Ann family is good poetry, good poetry, Ben Chitose also has a lot of research on poetry, and I have a little feeling for the time being, and I want to compose a poem." Su Xuan said with a smile.

"Su Chitose also wants to write poetry? Hurry up, please!" Wan Yan Hao hurriedly said.

Su Xuan grinned.

"It is rumored that Su Xuan's literary brilliance has overshadowed Shu Shiliang, and I am afraid that I can see the truth and falsehood today!"

"He just won against Shu Shiliang, and he didn't seem to win in poetry, right?"

"Haven't won? Relying on the words of the king to seal the marquis, one will succeed and ten thousand bones will wither. The majestic atmosphere of this poem is unstoppable! Dare to ask you that the Great Zhou Guozuo has been in the past hundred years, but someone has written such verses?"

"Yes, with this poem, his status in the literary world is estimated to be unshakable

It's moving."

Su Xuan listened to the whispering, and was very proud in his heart.

I've been in officialdom and on the battlefield for a long time, and you've all forgotten that I'm a poet?

Okay, let's show off today.

I, Su Xuan, casually say a poem, and it can be passed down through the ages!

After all, I'm Su Dongpo.

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