Chapter 296: Three Steps, Three Poems

"When is the moon in the blue sky? People can't climb the bright moon, but the moon walks with people. It is as bright as a flying mirror, and the green smoke is extinguished. But when I saw that the night came from the sea, I would rather know that Xiang Yun didn't have it? The white rabbit pounded medicine in autumn and spring, and the moon god lived alone with whom? Today, people do not see the ancient times and moons, and this month used to be like the ancients. If the ancients and the present people are flowing water, they will see the bright moon together. I hope that when the song is against the wine, the moonlight shines on the golden bottle. ”

A poem silenced the scene, and everyone's eyes focused on Yi Feng's proud face. I tried to see something from Yi Feng's face, but all they saw was arrogance!

Liu Mengran also looked at Yi Feng in a daze, with her talent and learning, she naturally felt the confidence, arrogance, and boldness in this poem. Liu Mengran has always believed that poetry is a manifestation of a person's character. It's just that Yi Feng, who can only do glamorous poetry just now, and Yi Feng, who is now heroic and free, are obviously two extremes. Compared with before, the arrogant Yi Feng is more charming.

As soon as the poem came out, this made everyone unbelievable, and at the same time, the eyes of the women also looked at Yi Feng with a shining. There was a blush on his face. Most women like men who are bold and arrogant.

Yiliu looked at his younger brother, who had never learned and had no skills, and he muttered to himself, "Second brother, where did you copy it?"

Yi Liu's words almost didn't make Yi Feng angry: Damn, is there a big brother who does this? If you don't support me, even if you come, you even threaten me to copy it. Belch...... Although you did copy it yourself, can you find evidence?!

"That's right, no wonder you have no fear, it turns out that you have already copied the poems!" Murong Heida came to his senses from the shock and snorted at Yi Feng.

"Copy?!Can you try to copy two poems for Ben Shao?" Yi Feng looked at Murong Heida with disdain!

Li You also gloated at this time, and said to the four of them: "Yes, you can also copy a few to try." My master can copy that is his ability, if you can't even copy it, it's still interesting to stand here, don't be ashamed, feel like get out......! Ouch...... Master, why are you beating me?"

Yi Feng's fire, is this little kid helping me or hurting me, grandma, didn't he also insist that I copied it?!

"Shut up! How could such a noble person do such a vulgar thing as plagiarism!" Yi Feng said angrily at Li You.

"Oh, master, don't pretend to come. It's your ability to copy it, they can't copy it if they want to. With the character of a master who is unlearned, despicable, sinister and cunning, short-sighted, and lazy, how can he make such a poem!" Li You said very seriously.

Yi Feng listened to Li You's idioms popping out one by one, and his face gradually turned red: "Shut up, Ben Shao is erudite and talented, well-informed, both civil and military, majestic and strategic! You can actually describe me with those insulting words that are not learned and unskilled! You kid wait, I'll wait to clean you up!"

After speaking, Yi Feng turned his head to look at Xiao Gong and said, "Xiao Gong, can you announce the result?"

Xiao Gong, who had experienced the same misunderstanding, naturally did not think that Yi Feng copied it, he smiled and said: "Hehe, I think everyone understands that your poems are obviously a few levels better than them in this scene!"

"Xiao Gong ......," Murong Heida said as he looked at Xiao Gong, "Anyone with a discerning eye knows that he copied it." Why should Gong Xiao still stand on his side!"

Yi Feng saw this. sneered and said, "Then you mean that you are not ready to admit defeat?"

Murong Heida sneered: "Hmph, I don't believe that a person who doesn't learn and can only do glamorous words can make such heroic and uninhibited poems!"

"It's fine. In order to make you willing to apprentice, Ben Shao will show a few more songs!" Yi Feng smiled indifferently.

"Wait and see!" The four talented people looked at Yi Feng, such a poem, they subconsciously didn't believe that it was made by Yi Feng!

"Listen well! The second song of Yongyue: 'The martyr hits the jade pot, and the heart cherishes the twilight years. Three cups of sword dancing in the autumn moon, suddenly high singing. ’”

When Liu Mengran heard Yi Feng's second poem, his eyes lit up suddenly, and his eyes looked at Yi Feng a little wrong. Fierce pride and ambition are the qualities of men she admires the most, and in this poem, the atmosphere and pride are undoubtedly revealed! For a gentle woman like her, domineering is what she yearns for!

A poem that made everyone freeze in place again, although this song only has a few words, it is far better than the previous one in terms of pride.

"The third song: The captives take the autumn, and the heavenly soldiers go out of the Han family. The general divides the tiger bamboo, and the warrior Wolongsha. Bian Yue follows the shadow of the bow, and Hu Shuang brushes the sword flower!"

As soon as the third song came out, it finally made everyone change color. In a short period of time, there are actually three steps and three poems, and one is better than the other, and they all have the potential to become masterpieces.

Even Xiao Gong, who knew something about Yi Feng, was stunned by Yi Feng and froze in place. The third poem simply speaks to his heart. He seemed to see an invincible general on the battlefield!

Liu Mengran looked at Yi Feng in a daze and said, "Young Master Yi, is this really what you did?"

Yi Feng smiled, shrugged his shoulders and did not answer Liu Mengran's words.

Liu Mengran also knew that his question was a bit abrupt: Yi Feng can copy one poem or two. But he recited three such psalms at random. That's not what you can explain. As long as such poems are handed down, they will definitely be famous all over the world! She has never seen three poems that she has read poetry books to the fullest, which can only show that they were written by Yi Feng!

Liu Mengran originally thought that the only person in the entire empire who could surpass him was his master Xiao Gong. But this seemingly unlearned Yi Feng can actually have such a great talent. This made her a little trance!

"How about it?!, do you want Ben Shao to compose a few songs for you?" Yi Feng said teasingly as he looked at the four talents.

The four talented men looked at each other in disbelief, and they all saw the unwillingness in their eyes!

"Ahem, if you admit defeat, hurry up and apprentice! Although it is a shame to accept you garbage as disciples. But to save you, be human again. I'm also great once!" Yi Feng said helplessly.

"You ......" Yi Feng's words made Murong Heida furious.

"What are you, hurry up and admit defeat! Believe it or not, Ben Shao will beat you?" Yi Feng snorted.

The fat man and the thin man looked at Yi Feng adoringly, and they felt very happy in their hearts, although they did not teach the four talents a hard lesson. But Yi Feng taught them the same lesson!

I can't imagine that Brother Yi is not only good at making beautiful wet, but also his level of real poetry is so superb. Gentlemen and villains do it together, this is the model of our generation!

"Brother Yi, I'll follow you in the future!" the monkey also forgot the little contradiction with Yi Feng just now, and he said adoringly.

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say, you don't need to mix with me, it's okay to communicate with each other!" Yi Feng laughed.

Everyone saw that Yi Feng regained his lewd smile again, but no one despised it at this time. The three poems just now are enough to make them awe-inspired. An idea actually sprung up in their hearts at the same time: only a talented man who can be a wet man can be regarded as a real man!

At the same time, they also turned their heads to the four talented people with blue faces one by one. Very gloating waiting for these four people to apprentice!