And Xue Zha, he didn't pay attention to Huo Yunpeng at all, he was thinking: Which poem should he copy?

"Li Bai, Du Fu, Bai Juyi, Rou, Su Shi, Xin Qiji?"

Xue Zha suddenly found that he seemed to have difficulty choosing, "Which one should I write?"

Xue Zha unconsciously said what was in his heart.

Fortunately, what he said was "writing", otherwise it would be exposed.

Sage Kong floated in the air with a smile, and after a moment of silence, he clicked: "I remember, Cao Fang said, last time you seemed to have written about a woman in the world, and the most amazing moment of that woman was written by you, but ...... I want to see her whole life. ”

When Sage Kong said this, Xue Zha couldn't listen to it casually, he knew that Grandpa Sage Kong was talking about "Yang Yuhuan", and there was still a seed in his current mountain swallowing gourd!

To the point of Sage Kong, every word, every choice, every action is secretly in line with the way of heaven, he thought, Grandpa Kong specially ordered poems, that must have his deep-seated intentions, it is estimated that it may be of some benefit to his holy way?

Xue Zha didn't hesitate, he nodded, and directly splashed ink, he asked Lu Qingyang for a large piece of rice paper, what he wanted to write was Bai Letian's "Song of Long Hatred".

"The Han Emperor is heavy on the country, and Yuyu has been unable to ask for it for many years. The Yang family has a girl who has just grown up, and she is raised in the deep boudoir. ”

"It's hard to give up on your natural beauty, and once you chose to be on the king's side. Looking back and smiling, the six palaces have no color. ”

"The spring cold bathes Huaqing Pool, and the hot spring water is slippery and creamy. The waiter helped up the delicate and weak, and it was the time of the new inheritance. ”

"The clouds and temples are swaying, and the hibiscus tent is warm for the spring night. The spring night is bitter and short, and the day is high, and the king does not rise early from then on. ”

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"Yu Yang Mo came agitated and broke the "Neon Clothes and Feather Song". The nine-fold city is full of smoke and dust, and thousands of people ride southwest. ”

Cuihua swayed and stopped, and went out of the capital for more than 100 miles in the west. The six armies were helpless, and they died before turning their eyebrows. ”

"Hua Tian was uncollected, and Emerald Gorse scratched his head. The king hid his face and couldn't save it, looking back at the blood and tears. ”

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"In order to appreciate the king's thoughts, he taught the priests to look diligently. Emptying and controlling the air is like electricity, ascending to heaven and earth. ”

"The upper and lower yellow springs are gone, and the two places are gone. Suddenly, I heard that there was a fairy mountain on the sea, and the mountain was in the ethereal space. ”

"The pavilion is exquisite, and there are many fairies among them. There is a character that is too true, and the appearance of snow skin is uneven. ”

"Jin Que West Chamber, knock on the jade, and transfer to the little jade to report the double success. Hearing that the emperor of the Han family made him, he was frightened in the Jiuhua tent. ”

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"The hairpin leaves a fan, and the hairpin breaks the gold and divides it. But the heart is like a golden day, and the heavens and the earth will meet. ”

"Parting and re-sending the word, there is an oath in the word. On the seventh day of the seventh month, when no one whispered in the middle of the night. ”

"In heaven I would like to be a winged bird, and on earth I would like to be a branch. The days are long and sometimes endless, and this hatred lasts forever. ”

Xue Zhe Shicheng, on the rice paper in front of him, suddenly rose ten thousand colored lights.

The colored light converged and rose into the air, forming a mirage-like vast smoke.

The pavilions and pavilions in it, the rockery and flowing water, the beauties in it are like clouds, and the iron hooves are ten thousand troops.

The emperor of a man chose the mother of a woman, and the two of them lay down in a magnificent mountain and river, playing the flute and dancing.

Some people questioned that they were dead, some people criticized that the woman's brothers and sisters were all sealed, some people envied that man, he raised an army, his wolf smoke swept through most of the magnificent mountains and rivers, iron hooves trampled horizontally, blood flowed, he broke the whole world to pieces, but lost the woman at the same time with that man.

The emperor left the throne, lost the power to protect the woman, he was old and dying, he was sad and uncomfortable, he wanted to return to his and her dream reality no matter what, but everything was over, the era that belonged to them came to an end, and all that was left was sorrow and the parting of life and death.

The world in the mirage is dynamic, everyone can see what they want in it, but there is nothing like that, they just look at it, and there will be tears on their faces, and inexplicably, everyone's hearts are like a knife, and the pain is so painful that they can't breathe.

"I ...... Why, why would anyone ruin everything that is so beautiful!

Lan Qing Palace Master shouted in a gaffe, she felt as if her dream had been shattered, and something she was trying to protect seemed to be in this deceptive mirage, which made her see a desperate scene.

Not only her, but the girls with all kinds of musical instruments around them, they hid their faces and cried.

Although the ending has not yet arrived, the heroine has withdrawn, although the man did not accompany the woman to live in the cold sarcophagus, although the story is full of regrets, but they ...... A group of women at the top of the country, they all see themselves in it, and they see a self who is desperate for love.

In the midst of the whining woman's cry, someone shouted.

Everyone looked at it, Huo Yunpeng didn't know when the seven orifices were bleeding, and blood snakes came out of his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, making him roll his head to the ground in pain, he tried to relieve the pain by hitting his head against the corner of the table, but the feeling of 10,000 needles piercing into his head at the same time, people who have not experienced it can't imagine it at all!

"Ah...... How could I lose to him, my brain...... I'm sure I'll be able to come up with better poetry than what he wrote!"

Everyone shook their heads, they all knew: Huo Yunpeng is finished, he will stay in his current state forever, and even after his qi and blood fall, he will slowly fall into the realm, because his heart has been completely occupied by Xue Zha's poem.

"Unless he can write a work that surpasses Xue Zha's poem, ...... He's at the end of his life. ”

Someone made a pertinent evaluation, and everyone turned their heads, and only then did everyone notice Ye Mingchen, who came to the Lu University Scholar's Mansion with the holy decree.

Lu Qingyang didn't dare to hold it up, although he was the prime minister's person, although he looked down on these eunuchs in the rivers and lakes, but the other party was the old one in Dongchang, and the other party was holding the holy decree of His Majesty the Emperor in his hand.

Ye Mingchen glanced at Lu Qingyang, who was kneeling in front of him pouting his ass and preparing to receive the holy decree, he laughed twice, he didn't say anything, he just glanced at Xue Zha from a distance, and said in his heart: You don't have to kneel in the future, let's give you a favor this time...... The provincial force you to kneel down and turn back to make trouble.

"Fengtian carrier, the emperor's edict said: Tong Sheng Xue Zha, both civil and military, moral and labor, especially for the Xuanwu King, the word from now on, all in the territory of the White Kingdom, except for me, see the official one level higher, Fengjue is a first-class, except for the Taimiao, ancestor worship and other matters, Xuanwu King does not need to kneel!"

"What!"

Lu Qingyang was shocked, he raised his head and put on a surprised face, Ye Mingchen looked amused.

But Ye Mingchen ignored him at all, walked directly around him and walked in front of Xue Zha, and directly handed over the Ming Huanghuang's holy decree to him.

"King Xuanwu, Scholar Lu has already knelt down for you to receive the order, this is the tacit understanding between His Majesty the Emperor and you, and I also ask Xue Gongzi not to obey his old man's kindness. ”

Xue Zha didn't know that the "he" in Ye Mingchen's mouth referred to His Majesty the Emperor or Lu Qingyang, anyway, it had little to do with him.

He directly took the holy decree, tore it open to see the contents on it, nodded and said, "The old emperor can...... So interesting, okay, I'll go to the palace to see him another day, and discuss with him some national policies to improve the country!"

Saying that, Xue Zha directly stuffed the holy decree into his pocket and swallowed the mountain gourd, without the slightest respect for this emperor's edict.

Ye Mingchen forcibly suppressed his habits, continued to smile and said, "That...... Xue Gongzi, are you ...... in this year's imperial examination?"

"No! No, I have to participate!"

Xue Zhe glared, and he said in front of everyone: "I want to see, Grandpa Kong Sheng is present to prove it for me: if I write a first-class article and get admitted to the top prize, Yang Sanyuan's old boy will not give it to me, I will have to kill him!"

Kong Shengren nodded with a smile, he beckoned to take the original manuscript of "Song of Long Hatred" in front of Xue Zha, and then disappeared in a streamer.

But his attitude is understood by everyone: Yang Sanyuan really dares to suppress Xue Zha, this first saint is anxious, and he really dares to come over to help Xue Zha, the talented grandson he just recognized, come forward!