"Oh, is Zhao Gongzi afraid that after the poem is completed, he will turn into a five-clawed golden dragon, expose his ambitions, and lead to death?" After Zhao Xuan finished speaking, Liu Yuanzong also narrowed his eyes and forced Zhao Xuan to look at him.

Although the voice is flat, anyone can hear the meaning of Sensen.

At this time, Li Yuanqin, who was on the throne, also said: "Sister-in-law, it's not that I don't help you, and it's not that I suspect you." But...... Liu Aiqing is a master, you can't ignore his words, right?"

What the hell is that?

Zhao Xuan suddenly smiled, folded the fan, and said, "Okay! Poor Dao made a small order before, quite saying that he has his own ambitions. Since Your Majesty wants to read it, let's write it for you now. ”

"Okay, good, it's really my good sister-in-law! Come on, don't you hurry up and wait for the pen, ink, paper, and ink!" Li Yuanqin waved his hand, and immediately a eunuch turned to the apse, brought the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and presented it to Zhao Xuan.

Three more eunuchs stepped forward, one sharpened the ink, and the other two unfolded the paper scroll, waiting for Zhao Xuan to pick up the pen and write.

Zhao Xuan was not polite, grabbed the brush, waited for the ink to be studied, the pen pointed a little into the inkstone, turned to the paper, the posture was ethereal, the pen was like a fairy, and in a blink of an eye it was a small book.

Everyone present has good cultivation and good eyesight, and they have finished reading Zhao Xuan's writing, only to see what Zhao Xuan wrote: "The green mountains treat each other, the white clouds love each other, and I can't dream of a purple robe with a golden belt." A thatched fast, wild flowers bloom, no matter who is the rise and fall of the family, the alleys are also happy. If you are poor, your anger will not change, and if you are poor, you will not change your ambition. But when the book was finished, there was silence, and there was no vision.

Li Yuanqin also noticed this, and frowned, the eunuch over there had already presented the poem. He swept it hurriedly. I've already read the full article. His eyebrows furrowed even deeper.

Suddenly, Liu Yuanzong said: "Zhao Sangongzi." If I remember correctly, you said that this poem was done before. And as we all know, all poems and texts are not accompanied by visions unless they appear for the first time. Didn't you do this on purpose, what do you want to avoid?"

As soon as the words fell, everyone reacted.

Suddenly, the atmosphere on the field became tense again.

Zhao Xuan also frowned at this time, this small order was indeed "made" before. In the Celestial Dragon World, he had chanted, but it was indeed the first time he had appeared in this world.

Why are there no visions?

Have you done it before?

Of course not!

Or is it ...... Zhao Xuan seemed to have something in his mind.

In fact, the reason why he originally wrote this poem was that he guessed that the reason why the previous poem "Fu Ju after not being the first post" became a golden dragon was because it was written by Huang Chao. Although Huang Chao has never been the emperor, he is a thief after all, isn't he?

Maybe it's okay to change someone's poem!

This time, for the sake of insurance, he deliberately chose a poem with "no ambitions", which is for this reason. But looking at the way it looks now, it seems that after having no ambitions, the vision will not give face.

Seeing everyone's strange faces. Liu Yuanzong's eyes loomed with murderous intent looming, he knew. It's not okay if you don't come up with some dry goods this time!

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he smiled lightly: "Lord Liu, don't misunderstand, the poor road was just a moment of lack of ink in his stomach, and he just wanted to write a random poem, and everyone only watched the meaning of the poem become better." But since Lord Liu asked, it just so happened that the poor road suddenly felt something here, and it became a new poem, so I will write it now, and I would like to ask Lord Liu to taste it?"

"I hope it doesn't get better again. Liu Yuanzong said this, but he did not stop it.

Soon, the two eunuchs from before came up again and unfurled another scroll. The previous ink still exists, and there is no need to study it again, Zhao Xuan's pen is dipped in ink, and he writes:

"Heaven and earth have righteousness, and miscellaneous manifolds.

The lower part is the river mountain, and the upper part is the sun star.

Yu people say Haoran, full of gloom.

The royal road is clear, containing and Tuming Court.

When the poor festival is seen, one by one, the danqing ......"

It is Wen Tianxiang's "Song of Righteousness"!

This poem was written by Wen Tianxiang in prison, and the beginning of the poem points out that the righteousness exists between heaven and earth, and it will inevitably be shown when the time comes. The whole poem is deeply emotional, majestic, straightforward, and unadorned, which fully embodies the author's lofty national integrity and strong patriotic spirit. Such a poem will no longer be considered an anti-poem, right?

Of course, there are many inopportune things in it, and it is not difficult for Zhao Xuan to delete the complicated and simplified, slightly modify, and only preserve the true meaning of Haoran righteousness in it.

I saw that after he wrote the first sentence "Heaven and earth have righteousness, mixed with manifolds", suddenly a wave of righteousness rose from the page, and together with him, it also rose awe-inspiring and inviolable. To the back, the sentence "the lower is the river, and the upper is the sun and the stars", it is even more brilliant, like the sun and the moon, which makes people brilliant and cannot be looked at directly. And invisibly, a pressure fell from the sky, making people have to bow their heads and bend down, making a respectful posture.

The next thing was even more out of control, until the last sentence was finished, and suddenly the sky was full of flowers, and the ground was full of golden lotus. Not only this palace, but even the people in the entire capital and the entire Shenzhou Continent involuntarily turned their bodies and worshiped from afar.

"It's a half-saint vision! There's another half-saint in my human race!" Almost at the same time, the voice rang out all over the country.

The sky is falling, and the ground is surging with golden lotus, which is the image of someone canonizing!

In the court's political hall, everyone's eyes widened and looked at Zhao Xuan blankly, this time they were really stunned.

Until two "oops" sounded, it turned out that two eunuchs holding scrolls suddenly fell to the ground. But I heard a loud "bang", the hall shook, the ground cracked, and the paper rolled to the ground, as if it were ten thousand powers.

The work of a saint carries all the people, is as heavy as the country, and Zhao Xuan's poem is upright throughout, but if there is a little distraction in his heart, he must not get close to half a point.

The two eunuchs were pressed by the righteous qi and were already unconscious, and everyone woke up one after another.

Liu Yuanzong's face was even more embarrassed, Li Yuanqin's face was pale and uncertain, and the rest of the ministers were also speechless.

That's it!

Suddenly, a military general came out of the ranks and bowed to Zhao Xuan: "Welcome to the Half-Saint Saint Drive!"

Soon, the rest of the military attachés also responded, and the remaining civil officials, look at me, I look at you, where do you dare to delay? They all bowed to Zhao Xuan and said, "Welcome to the Half-Saint Saint!"

Otherwise, they will not be able to get off with the name of a half-saint who does not know the etiquette and the law.

Even Liu Yuanzong and Li Yuanqin had to reluctantly get up and salute, because compared to the half-saints, the emperor's status was slightly inferior!

At this time, no one dared to say that Zhao Xuan did not have the talent of an emperor or that he was anti-minded, nonsense! A half-saint has no talent as an emperor, who in the world can still have the talent of an emperor? Not to mention the anti-thief...... There is no demi-saint in the world who will rebel, unless the monarch is mediocre and the court hides filth!

Now who dares to say that Zhao Xuan is anti-minded, he is undoubtedly saying that the court and the emperor - it's time to replace!

Under the courtesy of everyone, Zhao Xuan was looking at the folding fan in his hand in a daze at this time.

It turned out that the sky was falling and the ground was surging golden lotus, and the countless petals that fell on Zhao Xuan's body turned into pure and rich Wendao vitality and entered his body.

He had never cultivated the Tao of Literature before, and he had no vitality in his body, and he used to use poetry to rely on the effect of mana simulation. Now that the vitality has entered the body, it goes directly to his eyebrows. But there is a primordial spirit in his eyebrows, and his mana is coiled, and his vitality can't enter the door at all. Helplessly, the vitality had to be stored in his body.

Zhao Xuan originally planned to use this vitality to recover his injuries, but seeing this, he simply deliberately guided and let the endless vitality gather in his chest. It's a pity that there is still a little chaotic qi left in his injured area at this time. Originally, his mana came from nothingness after he entered the meditation, and was born from nothingness, so he was not afraid of the chaotic qi in order to stop the injury.

But this vitality is different.

Yuan Qi is a kind of Qi of Heaven and Earth, and Heaven and Earth are opened up by Chaos.

In this way, as soon as the vitality touches the injured area, it turns into the nourishment of the chaotic qi, allowing the old state of chaotic qi, which has almost disappeared, to germinate and grow again.

Zhao Xuan originally thought that the vitality could help him heal his injuries, but he never expected it to turn into a deadly poison in the blink of an eye, so he didn't dare to slack off, and he wanted to export the vitality out of his body. Bathed in the ocean of vitality, he had nowhere to guide and nowhere to guide, and the vitality could only stay in his body when he went around and around, making his injuries in his body worse and worse.

At this time of crisis, he suddenly thought of the secret realm of folding fans, which has its own world, isn't it just an outlet?

After thinking about it, he didn't hesitate anymore, and directly channeled the rolling vitality into it.

Until the vision dissipated and the vitality in his body was emptied, he suddenly found that the three figures on the folding fan were actually smiling at him!

The portraits on the folding fan are respectively the three fishermen in the poems "Jiang Xue" and "Linjiang Immortals: Rolling Yangtze River East Passing Water", originally these three people are eight points similar to Zhao Xuan, but they are quite old.

But now, the three of them look the same as Zhao Xuan, except for their different appearances, their temperaments are somewhat similar.

Not only that, but while they were laughing, a voice sounded in Zhao Xuan's mind: "Thank you for the deity!" Even the voice was the same as Zhao Xuan's voice.

Zhao Xuan's heart jumped, and his hands tightened, but then, a trace of realization suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he seemed to understand something.

At this time, the civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty, as well as the emperor and Liu Zongyuan, had already bent down and saluted for a long time, and logically speaking, saluting the half-saints was the same as saluting the emperor, and it was not allowed to get up.

It is true that the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, the emperor and the eunuchs, all bent over one by one, bowed their heads, and waved at Zhao Xuan. couldn't wait for Zhao Xuan to say "everyone is exempt", ordinary officials were fine, like Liu Yuanzong and Li Yuanqin, and thought that Zhao Xuan deliberately humiliated them, and his face almost turned purple.

After a long while, Zhao Xuan came back to his senses, glanced at the audience, and then smiled faintly and said, "Everyone, get up quickly." "Although he knows his own family affairs, this heavenly vitality not only did not make him a half-saint of Raushzi, but also almost killed him, but others don't know!

As long as others don't know, then he is a half-saint!

Only a fool will deny it!(To be continued.) )