"A pot of wine among the flowers...... Drink alone...... No blind date?"

Luan Xiuwen looked at it while reading out the handwriting written by Zhao Ruiliang on the rice paper.

Just the first sentence, I can't help but light up!

The expression of the federal envoy, which was originally full of confidence, also became solemn as the first sentence was written.

Zhao Shuo looked up at his sixth son in great surprise, and his heart was full of unspeakable surprise.

"Raise a glass to invite Mingyue...... Shadow into three?!"

When Zhao Ruiliang's second sentence was written, Luan Xiuwen's face had already begun to flush with excitement!

Compared with the first sentence, this second sentence is actually a step up!

The solemn expression of the federal envoy had already been written with the second sentence, and his uncontrollable face turned pale!

Obviously, this poem has not been written yet, and the first four sentences are just a prelude, but it is such an introduction, and it has the flavor of a famous story through the ages!

The federal envoy subconsciously swallowed his saliva, and his mood involuntarily became nervous, and then he looked at the back and receiving, once the later transiting and receiving, could correspond to the first four sentences, and the first four sentences would be dragged down, then this poem would ...... I'm afraid it's really going to be a masterpiece for the ages!

Unlike Luan Xiuwen and the federal envoys, whose attention was all focused on poetry, Zhao Shuo's eyes fell more on his sixth son.

He always paid attention to Luan Xiuwen, especially the reactions and changes in the expressions of the federal envoys, coupled with his own ability to appreciate poetry, he naturally understood this poem for the first time, which was absolutely extraordinary.

But the king of a country, of course, thinks about problems in a different way and from a different perspective than others!

So at this moment, what Zhao Shuo is really interested in is not what kind of height this poem can reach, but ...... Who gave his sixth son such a poem?

Only four sentences! One beginning! Whether in terms of the idea or the poem itself, it has already faintly surpassed the highest level of Luan Xiuwen.

In the empire, there are still such literary and elegant figures?

Just when the three of them had their own thoughts, Zhao Ruiliang had already written down the entire poem.

When the pen ended, before the ink dried, Luan Xiuwen couldn't wait to pick up the rice paper, and then read it loudly.

"A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date. Raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and the shadow becomes a trio. The moon does not drink, and the shadow disciples follow me. Temporarily accompanied by the moon will be shadowed, and the joy must be spring. I sing and wander, and I dance in a mess. When they wake up, they mingle with each other, and when they get drunk, they disperse. Eternal knot ruthless travel, phase Miao Yunhan. ”

Luan Xiuwen shook his head during the recitation, and the whole person looked as if he was completely immersed in the scene depicted in the poem.

The face of the federal envoy could no longer maintain his original confidence, because the quality of the poem written by Zhao Ruiliang was really only seen in his life.

Not to mention Du Huaizhen, I'm afraid that even if you look at the entire history of the Federation, it is difficult to find a work that can be compared.

Perhaps only those ancient masterpieces handed down from the Pompeii Dynasty can compete with this poem, right?

If Ye Ning stood here at this time and knew what this federal envoy was thinking, he would definitely scoff at it.

I don't dare to say anything else, but when it comes to poetry, who can compare to the immortals in the poems?

Isn't it good to be an ordinary person honestly? If you have to compare yourself with the gods, you can't do it enough.

"Not bad! Very good! What a good sentence to raise a glass to invite the bright moon, and the shadow becomes a trio! If this poem spreads, I am afraid that whether it is the empire or the federation, or even the lawless and chaotic land, anyone who drinks alone will have to chant such a sentence. ”

As soon as Luan Xiuwen finished reading, Zhao Shuo laughed and spoke, and at the same time looked at the federal envoy, and continued in a gentle tone: "What does the envoy think of the poems made by the younger generation of my empire?

This is a naked slap in the face.

The level of Du Huaizhen's poems has indeed reached the top level, but compared with this kind of ancient masterpiece that is not even like a work in the world, there is still a difference in grade.

It is impossible for the federal envoy to talk nonsense with his eyes open, and when Zhao Shuo asked him like this, he could only have a reluctant smile on his face.

He bowed down and said: "The empire is really full of talents, I wonder if the six princes can tell who wrote this poem?"

"I won't tell you the name, it's just an ordinary senior high school student in our empire, he has to prepare for the college entrance examination recently, and he doesn't want to be disturbed and affected by superfluous factors, everything has to wait until after the college entrance examination. ”

Zhao Ruiliang shook his head with a smile and said.

The federal envoy frowned, but he didn't think that Zhao Ruiliang was prevaricating with excuses.

As a perennial federal envoy stationed in the imperial capital, he is well aware of the special status of the college entrance examination in this country.

For the vast majority of imperial people, the college entrance examination is the only way for them to change their fate, so they are unwilling to show their heads, so as not to affect the preparation for the college entrance examination, which is really something that imperial people can do.

The federal envoy didn't ask any more, but just said to Zhao Shuo: "Your Majesty, it is a blessing to see the imperial poems today, if there is nothing else, the foreign minister will retire first." ”

"Okay, go back, this poem, I also represent the empire, give it to you!"

Zhao Shuo waved his hand and said in a good mood.

The Federal Envoy bowed his hand again and turned to leave.

Just the moment he turned around, the smile that originally appeared on his face disappeared in an instant, and it was replaced by an iron blue color.

"My empire can actually produce such a poetic and amazing person, Your Majesty!"

Luan Xiuwen saluted with an excited face after the federal envoy left.

"Hahahaha, it's also lucky, I didn't expect the sixth child to just come up with such a work, come on, you go down first, and this poem will also go back to me to study and study, see if you can realize something, so that you can go further in poetry." ”

Zhao Shuo obviously swept away the original emotional haze, and Tongluan Xiuwen's entrustment was full of smugness.

It wasn't until Luan Xiuwen also retreated and left, the door was closed again, and only Zhao Shuo, Zhao Ruiliang and the old eunuch were left in the Qinzheng Hall of Nuoda, that the smug expression on Zhao Shuo's face suddenly converged!

The tiger's eyes narrowed slightly, and when he faced the federal envoy in the hall, the vanity of joy and anger was no longer visible.

"Uh...... Father, why are you looking at me like that? ”

Zhao Ruiliang subconsciously shrunk his neck and asked.

"You haven't been out of the palace these days, where did this poem come from? Don't tell me, it was written for you by someone you met in the joint entrance examination system. ”

Zhao Shuo snorted and spoke.

"This ...... Ahem, it was really written by someone Erchen met in the joint entrance examination system. However, the man did not write it for Erchen, but when answering the question of the comprehensive school. ”

Zhao Ruiliang touched the tip of his nose and said.

"Oh?"

Zhao Shuo suddenly became interested.