In the Jinluan Palace, Zhou Weiqing's mockery echoed!

Chu Yanwu couldn't help but glared at Master Cen fiercely again, look at your stupid move? Let a eunuch compare poetry with a poet, this is simply a big joke!

However, in the Golden Palace, Xiao Chen looked at Zhou Weiqing with a smile, "This must be Special Envoy Zhou, I just don't know...... Which one is the poet? ”

On the way here, he had already learned from the mouth of the little eunuch who led the way.

Knowing that Da Chu was calculated, this competition was extremely important!

If you want to change to other eunuchs, I'm afraid there is really no way, but he is Xiao Chen, from the 21st century, who has received nine years of compulsory education, compared to poetry? Isn't this looking for abuse?

"Are you really going to humiliate yourself?"

Zhou Weiqing sneered, "But just by you, you don't deserve to see Shixian!" Let's make a poem that is better than the poet fairy first. ”

Xiao Chen raised his eyes slightly, exhaled a breath of turbidity, and smiled: "I want to hear it." ”

Zhou Weiqing raised his head, his expression was extremely arrogant, and the poems in his mouth were already recited:

"Thousands of doors are unlocked, thousands of lights are bright, and the emperor will move on May 28."

"Three hundred people danced with their sleeves, and there were words in the sky for a while!"

Hiss!

The last word fell, even if it was the second time to listen to the whole poem, the eyes of the civil and military forces of the Great Chu Manchu Dynasty could still not hide the shock!

For a moment there was a word in the sky!

How mad is this? How proud?

This is the poet immortal, standing on the top of the world's poetry altar, overlooking the immortals in the world!

"How? What does this father-in-law want to say? ”

Zhou Weiqing looked at Xiao Chen contemptuously, when he chanted the poem for the first time, this court, whether it was a great Confucian like Master Cen, or the champion who once shook the capital with his poems, he didn't even have the courage to compose poems!

This time, there won't be any surprises!

The eyes of Chu Yanwu, Cen Fuzi and others also showed a look of despair, and they called Xiao Chen...... Maybe he was sick and rushed to the doctor.

It is true that Xiao Chen has a deep attainment in couplets.

But composing poems and couplets are not the same thing.

"Okay, Xiao Chen, you step down first......

Chu Yanwu waved his hand, just wanted to make Xiao Chen retreat, but he never thought that Xiao Chen took a step forward, his body was as straight as a sword, and an arrogant aura was wantonly stirring, looking up to the sky and laughing, "This is the so-called poem made by the poet immortal?" ”

"That's it...... Also worthy of Chen's name poetry immortal?! ”

Rumble!

A sentence exploded in everyone's minds.

In the entire Jinluan Palace, there was no sound!

Everyone looked at Xiao Chen and was dumbfounded.

Do you know what you're talking about? That's a poet, that's a poem that can be passed down to the world!

"Xiao Chen! Hugh is going to talk nonsense! ”

An old man walked out from among the ministers and reprimanded sharply, "You are a minion, how dare you humiliate Shixian? is so ashamed to speak out, and I am not afraid of being laughed at! ”

Xiao Chen looked at the old man and felt a little familiar, so he asked, "Are you always?" ”

The old man stroked his beard, "Old man Zhou Tianfu!" ”

Depend on!

It's your old dog!

Knowing that it was an old enemy, Xiao Chen sneered and said: "Oh, it's Prime Minister Zhou, if you don't say it, I thought you were the envoy of the Qi State, disrespectful and disrespectful!" ”

"You!"

A trace of murderous intent flashed in Zhou Tianfu's cloudy eyes.

In this court, no one dared to speak to himself like this, not even Chu Yanwu!

"What are you? Isn't it just making poetry? Still a moment of words in the sky? Today, I'll let you see what poetry is! What is madness! What is pride! ”

Xiao Chen's eyes froze, and at this moment, he seemed to be immersed in the artistic conception of the poem he was about to compose.

These are the treasures of China in the past life!

appeared in another world for the first time, Xiao Chen poured all his emotions and spirit into it!

"After today, everyone in the world knows that the entire Qi country is not as good as a slave and eunuch in the Great Chu Palace!"

"After today, I want the name of this poet immortal, change hands!"

Xiao Chen raised his eyes, and his madness was fully revealed, which surprised everyone in the audience!

Zhou Weiqing's pupils shrank, and his heart palpitated inexplicably.

However, at this moment, there was no foreign object in Xiao Chen's eyes, only a long howl!

"Everyone, listen to the poetry!"

"Mulan's sand tang boat, jade flute and golden pipe sit at both ends."

"The wine bottle is placed in the middle, and the prostitutes go and stay with the waves."

After the two lines of poetry, Zhou Weiqing's face was full of smiles, and the worry in his heart was gone......

"This poem, as much as the joy of poetry and wine, and the entertainment of extreme sound and sensuality, is not bad in normal times, but unfortunately, in front of the poet, it is still not worth mentioning."

Zhou Weiqing smiled lightly, the overall situation has been decided!

"Alas......"

The civil and military forces of the Great Chu Manchu Dynasty not only shook their heads in disappointment, but the people recommended by Master Cen still had some expectations in their hearts.

Judging from these two poems, Xiao Chen is indeed very talented, but as Zhou Weiqing said, the poor poet is too far away!

Chu Yanwu's face turned even darker, and he was about to open his mouth to reprimand, but at this moment, the sound of poetry rose again!

"The immortals are waiting to take the yellow crane, and the seafarers have no intention of following the white gulls."

"Qu Ping's words are endowed with the sun and the moon, and the king of Chu is in the empty hills!"

The voice landed.

The artistic conception of the whole poem is on a higher level, showing heroism and arrogance!

Zhou Weiqing's expression tightened suddenly, and his eyes looked at Xiao Chen deadly, this poem ...... It's not over yet!

And behind Zhou Weiqing, an old man who was over sixty years old but had a childish face, suddenly flashed a fine light in his eyes!

The next moment!

The corners of Xiao Chen's mouth hooked, and he chanted the remaining four sentences in one breath!

"Happily put pen to shake the five mountains, and the poem becomes a laugh and arrogant Cangzhou."

"Fame and wealth...... If it grows, the Han River should also flow northwest! ”

The words fall, the poem is completed!

A majestic breath is coming!

Shake the five mountains with a hearty pen, and the poem becomes a laugh and arrogant Cangzhou!

What a pride! What madness!

At this moment, everyone understood why Xiao Chen dared to say that Shixian was not as good as himself!

The comparison of the two poems shows the gap at a glance!

Chu Yanwu suddenly sat up from the dragon chair, looking excited, "Okay!" Hahaha! What a poem!! ”

Master Cen was also so excited that he couldn't help but tremble, looking at Xiao Chen, he was shocked, "It's not just a good poem, this is simply a famous story through the ages, and it is ...... No! Throughout the ages, no one can compare! ”

"Happily put pen to shake the five mountains, the poem becomes a laugh and arrogant Cangzhou...... Hahaha! What about Shixian? Can Shixian have such arrogance? ”

The ministers in the entire Jinluan Hall were so excited that they couldn't help themselves.

On the other hand, the Qi delegation is like a frosted eggplant, all of them are gone, and their faces are extremely ugly.

Who would have thought that a eunuch could really be better than a poet!

This is completely unreasonable!

At this time, Xiao Chen, who was under the watchful eye, also recovered from the artistic conception of the poem, and looked at the Qi delegation playfully, "How is it?" Are you convinced? Do you want to admit defeat or not, lest you ...... Self-inflicted humiliation? ”