Ning Yunzhi, Xu Fenglei, Feng Quan and others were also stunned!

"How crazy you kid is now, how miserable he will die later."

"Let's see how you end up in a moment."

The little prince Xu Fenglei looked at Zhao Xin with a cruel smile, and stretched out his hand to make a gesture of cutting off his head.

"I think it's better to be low-key, otherwise it will be difficult to recover your anger and die."

Zhao Xin's words just now made the seal that had been smiling all the time break the defense, and he said this sentence with an indifferent expression.

As for Ning Yunzhi, her little face is also extremely ugly now, and she now regrets letting Zhao Xin stay on the high platform.

As for Xiao Qian, there was a look of despair on her little face, she knew that the young master would definitely die this time.

"This son is so wild and uninhibited, then hurry up and compose a poem, you see everyone is impatient."

The tone of the first seat of the Imperial Academy also became cold, and the last patience was also worn out by Zhao Xin.

"In that case, I'm not welcome, it's good for everyone to prick up their ears!"

"Sending a Friend"

"The green mountains cross the north Guo, and the white water surrounds the east city."

"This place is a farewell, and it is lonely for thousands of miles."

"Floating clouds and wandering children's minds, sunsets and old favors."

"Wave your hand, Xiao Xiao Ban Ma Ming."

"I don't know how this poem blurted out by Ben Gongzi?"

Zhao Xin directly recited this farewell poem by the poet immortal Li Bai.

This poem is majestic and sincere, and it can be called the first parting poem.

Like a calm lake that suddenly set off a monstrous wave, everyone in the Imperial Academy became stupid after listening to this poem!

The artistic conception of this poem is profound, and it directly breaks the defense line in everyone's hearts.

They had no idea that a farewell poem could be written like this!

"This ...... This poem seems to be very good. ”

"It's not bad, it's a swan song for the ages!"

"We've all looked away, what this brother just said is crazy, it's just too modest."

……

The young talents of the Imperial Academy recited this poem countless times in their hearts, and they were deeply shocked every time they recited it silently.

It suddenly occurred to them that the poem did not seem to have been written by mortals.

"This place is a farewell, and it is lonely for thousands of miles."

"The word lonely peng is used wonderfully, and the artistic conception of Xiao Se after parting is highlighted."

"This brother has wronged him by calling him a poet, and he should be called a god of poetry!"

"Prince Ben is completely convinced, and he throws himself to the ground for the five bodies that this brother admires."

Ning Yunzhi looked at Zhao Xin, his eyes were full of admiration.

"I never thought that I could see such wonderful divine poems, it's really in vain."

"Dare to ask this son's surname, who did he learn from?"

The voice of the first seat of the Imperial Academy trembled with excitement, and he asked cautiously, and the expression on his face was also extremely respectful.

"My son is just a nobody."

"Just call me Brother Xin."

"As for the teacher, that's a lot."

"One teacher a year, but more than a dozen teachers."

Zhao Xin said casually without care, not knowing these words at all, which shocked everyone in the Imperial Academy even more!

Worshiped more than a dozen teachers?

The young talents of the Imperial Academy opened their mouths wide, they had never heard of such a thing.

"I didn't expect you to be more powerful than Xiao Wang!"

"Xiao Wang only worshipped a few teachers, and it seems that he has to worship more teachers."

The little prince Xu Fenglei was also impressed by Zhao Xin's poem, he naturally put the sword back, and completely forgot about the matter of killing Zhao Xin just now.

Feng Quan could no longer maintain the calmness of his complexion, and his whole face turned iron-blue.

He never imagined that someone would be able to crush him mercilessly in the fight against the poetry.

This made the arrogance in his heart directly crushed, and he didn't even have the confidence to live for a moment.

"Being able to worship more than a dozen teachers, it seems that Brother Xin's obsession with learning has reached the extreme."

"This prince is really ashamed, and he should learn from Brother Xin's strong will."

After Ning Yunzhi heard Zhao Xin's words, a trace of shame and admiration appeared on his little face.

She saluted Zhao Xin very respectfully.

Ning Yunzhi's sentence Brother Lu Xin shouted Zhao Xinli wanted to laugh, what kind of immortal name is this?

Zhao Xin said this name in order to take advantage of it.

"Hehe......"

"The prince is too modest, I just read more books, and there is nothing special."

Zhao Xin was a little embarrassed by Ning Yunzhi's praise.

He was a little glad that his parents and teachers were a little harsh on him at the beginning, otherwise he would have really died today.

"This brother is really a person whose will and talent are all against the sky!"

"I didn't expect to witness a miracle today......"

Under the high platform of the Imperial Academy, the bearded scholar's eyes were full of extremely complicated looks.

Envy, jealousy, adoration......

"When did the young master become so powerful?"

"This kind of fairy-like verse can also be blurted out?"

Xiao Qian was completely shocked by Zhao Xin's feat!

She really couldn't figure out how her young master had become so powerful.

She knew that the young master had grown up in the palace since he was a child, and he was also a little talented in poetry and songs, so the teacher invited a lot.

This only lasted for a few years, and then the two of them began to wander.

It's already impossible to think about learning again.

Over the years, the foundation of poetry has not regressed, and it is already a talent.

That's why Xiao Qian felt so shocked that Zhao Xingang was able to make such poems.

"Sure enough, people who rebel against the sky have a strange name, and they are called Brother Xin."

"Brother Xin can reach the current level, hard work and talent are not something ordinary people can have, and this life is really beyond his reach."

"Being able to see the birth of a fairy-like character like Brother Xin, my son feels worth it!"

……

After listening to Zhao Xin's words, the young talents of the Imperial Academy admired him more and more.

"I've heard of people who, by chance, never wrote poems from unknown ancient books or before they died."

"Brother Xin wouldn't be so coincidental, this is also the case, right?"

Feng Quan heard a sound of praise falling into his ears.

But these appreciative and adoring glances were not for him, but for a little-known letter brother.

Such a strong stimulus caused the world of feudal power to collapse, and he was unwilling to think of this conjecture.

Then he felt more and more that this conjecture was true, because he felt that no one could make such a wonderful poem now.

What's more, Zhao Xin in front of him was too young, and Feng Quan said it excitedly.

"Feng Quan is so right!"

"I also muttered in my heart, how could anyone make such a fairy poem."

"It took a long time to get it, it turned out that your kid stole someone else's!"

"No wonder you can write such a poem at such a young age, so it makes sense!"

"Do you kid admit it?"

How could the little prince Xu Fenglei be willing to Zhao Xin to press on his head, after hearing Feng Quan's words, he also reacted immediately.