"A wisp of charming clouds, unknowable with each other. Holding the back of the hand, take advantage of the good time. A talented man looked out the window and groaned.

"Ququ is a gentleman's preparation, and Zhou Bai is not yet at peace. Yun Wei people sleep beautifully, and Xu Feiqiong is alone. Another genius looked at Le Ji next to the table and said with a lewd expression.

"Indulgence will be in the sky, and the heart of spring will be repeated. But the turbidity is full of wine, and Marigold visits the fairy prince. Another genius drank the wine in his cup in one gulp.

Looking at these young talents and listening to the poems they chanted, Ye Zan seemed to suddenly understand why it was said in ancient Chinese that "literati", it was really sassy enough.

It's just that, gradually, the young talents on the side of the three princes, and several talents on the prince's side, fought out of anger. At first, it was said that poetry was used to help wine, but when it came to the back, it was that no one was convinced, and everyone wanted to be stronger than the other party.

And, gradually, the flames of war burned to Ye Zan's side.

The protagonist of today's banquet for the three princes is Ye Zan, the elder of the Yuqing Sect, and those young talents are inseparable from each other, so they naturally thought of letting this protagonist evaluate them.

Engage in Mao, this kind of ancient style poetry was "eliminated" in the Earth era, who still studies this in the interstellar era.

Of course, the main reason for this "elimination" is because the ancients have written all the good poems, and the descendants have nothing to write. For example, after Tang poetry, there was the rise of Song poetry, which was called long and short sentences in the Tang Dynasty, and was far less popular than Tang poetry. But in the Song Dynasty, it was not a genius who could not write good Tang poems, coupled with the perfection of Song poetry itself in all aspects, it also had the same status as Tang poetry.

However, Ye Zan is not timid, anyway, in the auxiliary chip, there are comments from the panacea, just combine and add a few keywords to it, so that this group of turtles can't hear the problem.

"I heard that Grandmaster Jin of the Yuqing Sect is also proficient in poetry and songs, and there are still many poems of Grandmaster Jin circulating in the world. Elder Ye can have such an opinion, presumably because he has studied the way of poetry, I wonder if we are lucky enough to see Elder Ye's masterpiece?" Finally, a talented man on the prince's side showed his dagger after a compliment.

In fact, there is a group of literati in the world, whether out of jealousy or whatever, who always look down on those practitioners. In their minds, I have a famous masterpiece that will be passed down for centuries, even if my life is only a hundred years. You have spent thousands of years of energy to live, but you are just like the unknown old turtle in the river, who died one day, but still left nothing.

Of course, this contempt, they will not say it, or even show it. After all, if a martial artist disagrees, he will move his fists, and if a cultivator gets angry, it will be even more terrifying. In fact, it can also be seen from this that cultivators are on the side of the rude warriors in their hearts.

"Yes, listening to Elder Ye's comments on everyone's poems, it must be everyone. If Elder Ye does not dislike it, he is willing to study ink to serve, and only hopes to get a painting of Elder Ye's ink treasure. The second prince Li Haomin followed, and a little bit of a desperate meaning, directly put Ye Zan to the level of the poet.

Don't look at this Li Haomin, he has been looking as usual today, as if he doesn't remember what happened last night, but I'm afraid that there is a fire in his stomach. He was also a monk of the Foundation Realm, and he also worshiped in the second-rate sect of the Qingyue Sword Sect, so he didn't need to have much scruples about Ye Zan.

It's just that yesterday I heard that Li Yun had built a successful foundation and became a personal legend of Yuqing, Li Haomin didn't react for a while, so he looked a little deserted and fled. And when he reacted and thought of his performance at that time, he really wanted to slap himself a few times, and at the same time wanted to get back face.

If Ye Zan can't make poetry, of course, it's not a big deal, but it will definitely make the scene a little embarrassing. And that's enough, it's impossible for Li Haomin to do it anyway, if it's really unfavorable to Ye Zan, just solve it on the face.

Hearing Li Haomin's words, Ye Zan's heart suddenly understood, but he didn't get angry, and being angry was really cowardly. If you want Ye Zan to compose poems by himself, it is impossible at all, but who told him to have an auxiliary chip, there are poems by Gu Huaguo in the database of the chip, just copy one and come over!

Ye Zan thought about it, stood up and said to Li Haomin: "The matter of studying ink, I don't have to work for the second prince, the red sleeves are fragrant, and it can only be Lao Yun'er." ”

When Li Yun heard this, her face turned slightly red, and she quickly stood up and said, "Okay, as long as Uncle Shi doesn't think I'm clumsy." ”

It is indeed clumsy, Princess Li Yuntang, and she has been practicing in Yuqing Sect for many years, where has she ever done such a thing as studying ink. When the store brought the long case and prepared the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, Li Yun studied the inkstone with the inkstone, and immediately showed the prototype. She poured more water, then splashed ink on her sleeves, and the more she tried to do it, the more she scrambled.

At this time, Ye Zan had more time to search for ancient poems, and said to Li Yun: "Don't worry, take your time." ”

Hearing Ye Zan's words, Li Yun slowly calmed down, although the movements were not so smooth, but they could be regarded as a little bit of ink.

At this time, Ye Zan's brain search also had results, what kind of person's poems should be good and in line with his identity as a cultivator, I am afraid it should be Li Qixian of Guhua Kingdom.

Li Bai, the word is too white, also known as the immortal, the later generations called the poet immortal, the poem is magnificent, which faintly reveals a bit of transcendent immortality, which is probably the origin of the name of the immortal.

Of course, this copy can't be copied nonsense, the first must have a fairy spirit, and the second can not appear place names, personal names, and dynasties, which are not available in this world. Taking these conditions into account, although there are many Li Bai's poems, there are only a few search results left.

After Li Yun finished studying the ink, Ye Zan picked up the brush and dipped it in the ink, and put it on the pen and paper under the gaze of everyone.

"The days are short, and a hundred years of suffering are easy to be satisfied. The sky is vast, and the catastrophe is long. The fairy girl hung down her temples, and half of them had become frost. When the heavenly lord saw the jade girl, he laughed hundreds of millions of times. I want to take the six dragons, go back to the car and hang Fusang. Beidou drank wine and persuaded the dragons to take a look. Wealth is not what you want, and you stay with people. ”

A short song, Ye Zan's pen flew like a fly, and copied it on the snow-white paper in front of him. Of course, the font is the ancient Chinese calligraphy font in the database, although there is no calligraphy in the spirit of everyone, but at a glance it looks very good.

There is no legend of Magu in this world, so Ye Zan changed it to a fairy girl, fortunately, there is also a legend about the sun in this world, and there are legends like the Six Dragons Fusang, otherwise it is really difficult to change.

Seeing this short song, everyone at the banquet was silent. The genius who burned the fire to Ye Zan before, thinking of his poems, his face burned red.

"Okay, good poem, Elder Ye is worthy of being a cultivator, this poem really deserves to be heroic!" The prince suddenly clapped his hands and praised, breaking the silence of the banquet, and a group of young talents immediately followed suit.

"I'm ashamed," Ye Zan put down the brush in his hand, arched his hand to everyone, and sat back in his seat with Li Yun. In fact, at this time, he should throw the brush, look up to the sky and laugh and go out, this forced pretending to be a full score. However, he was only forced to do a copyist, in fact, he didn't quite understand the meaning of the poem, so he was indifferent, right?