Seeing that all the young people had stopped writing, Di Yi ordered the attendants to collect everyone's poems, and called Yin Shou to his side, asking him to read the poems of the young people one by one.

After receiving the order, Yin held all the poems in his hands and recited them aloud in a sonorous tone. Every time he reads an article, Di Yi makes a slight comment, although his words are mainly praise and encouragement, but the category is naturally distinct.

Among the more than 30 poems, Yang Yi's five-character poems of Yongzhu were greatly favored by Emperor Yi, and the poems "have knots and bones are strong, and humble and self-ending." Ren Er's wind and rain are sudden, and he would rather bend than bend" a few words of repeated chanting, and poured a glass of imperial wine to reward Yang Ren. The literary and artistic conception of a poem made by Huang Feihu is only mediocre, but the heroic spirit and ambition contained in the two sentences of "I am willing to chase thousands of horses and swear to fight Chief Hu with a treasure sword" are quite praised by Emperor Yi, and he was also given a glass of imperial wine.

In addition to the two of them, three other teenagers were given imperial wine because of their poems.

Yin Shou read it one by one, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but Li Jing's poem manuscript was put to the end. When he turned to the last piece of paper, Yin Shou glanced at the paper first, and stayed on the spot.

"Wang'er, who wrote the last one, and why don't you read it?"

Di Yi's question woke up the stunned Yin Shou, he was sure of his mind, turned around and said, "Father, this is a poem written by Li Jing, the son of Master Li, the doctor of the middle counsel. Because it is a rare four-word ancient rhyme, Erchen was a little surprised at first sight. ”

"Oh, Wang Er, read it and listen to it!" Di Yi was very interested, the poetry world is popular nowadays with five-word poems and seven-word poems, and the four-word ancient rhyme that was popular hundreds of years ago is rarely done, and he wants to see what surprises Li Jing, who he was already optimistic about, will bring.

"Whew!" Yin Shou's eyes flashed a hint of complexity, and he recited Li Jing's seemingly casual poems, "How can you say that you have no clothes? Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear. Enmity with the Son. How can you say that you have no clothes? Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear halberd. Work with the child. Do you say that you have no clothes, and you are clothed with the Son. Wang Yuxingshi, repair my armor soldiers. Walk with the son. ”

After Yin was recited, there was silence in the Xianqing Hall for a long time, and everyone was deeply shocked by the most representative "Qin Feng Wuyi" in the "Book of Songs" that Li Jing had stolen from the source of poetry for thousands of years in his previous life.

"How can you say that you have no clothes? and your son---the same robe!" groaned softly in his mouth, Di Yi's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he suddenly slapped his palm on the top of several cases in front of him, laughing and exclaiming, "Okay! What a song "No Clothes"! Xuanda Le Ling Sheng Kuang into the meeting!"

When he arrived, there were attendants who rushed out of the palace to deliver the decree. After a while, a middle-aged man with an elegant and ancient appearance walked into the hall under the guidance of an attendant, bowed in front of Emperor Yi and said, "Chen Shengkuang has seen His Majesty. ”

Di Yi smiled: "Shengqing doesn't have to be polite, and sit down to speak." Look!"

There are chamberlains who set up a few seats for Sheng Kuang next to Emperor Yi - Sheng Kuang is the great music order in charge of the ceremony, although the authority is not heavy, but the identity is very noble, naturally it cannot be the same as these young people in the palace who have no position and no power.

After Sheng Kuang sat down, he asked, "I don't know what the use of His Majesty summoning ministers to come to see the driver?"

Di Yi smiled: "I got a wonderful poem today, and I want to compose a tune for it." Shengqing is the first person in my big business, and I naturally thought of you first. In my opinion, only the music composed by Shengqing is worthy of this poem!"

"Your Majesty!" Sheng Kuang said humbly, but he was a little disappreciative in his heart. Although he is not an arrogant person, he has always believed in the way of pleasure. In today's world, poetry is not prosperous, and in recent years, there are very few good works that can be handed down to the world, and he does not think that the poems that Di Yi has come up with are enough to be equivalent to his own musical attainments.

"Wang'er!" Di Yi ordered.

"Huh!" Yin Shou presented the piece of paper that fluttered lightly in his hand, but seemed to weigh a thousand pounds in his heart, to Sheng Kuang.

Sheng Kuang got up and took it with both hands, sat down again and looked at it, first attracted by the few lines of extremely charming fonts on the paper, and blurted out a soft praise: "Good words!" The contempt in his heart went a little bit. When he looked at the content of the poem again, his body shook violently, and he could no longer take his eyes off.

Di Yi was familiar with Sheng Kuang's temperament, and when he saw this, he gestured to everyone and signaled to keep quiet. For a while, there was silence in the huge palace, and the needles could be heard quietly.

After a long time, Sheng suddenly grabbed the wine glasses on the several cases in front of him, raised his head and drank them all, threw the glass to the ground, and shouted: "Take the drum!"

Di Yi hurriedly beckoned to the outside of the hall, and in an instant, four attendants came in carrying a cowhide war drum placed on a vermilion lacquered wooden frame, and placed it in the middle of the main hall according to the direction of Di Yi's finger.

Sheng Kuang seemed to be in a crazy situation at this moment, and he didn't ask Di Yi for instructions, but strode to the front of the war drum, stretched out his hand and picked up the two drum hammers resting on the wooden frame, and beat them hard with open arms. After a burst of dense rain and thunderous drums, Sheng Kuang's arms slowed down, and with a slightly hoarse voice, he sang this "No Clothes": "How can you say that you have no clothes? Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear. Enmity with the Son. How can you say that you have no clothes? Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear halberd. Work with the child. Do you say that you have no clothes, and you are clothed with the Son. Wang Yuxingshi, repair my armor soldiers. Walk with the son. ”

At this moment, the simple and unpretentious poems blend with the desolate and majestic drums, which are filled with patriotic passion and fearless pride that devotes themselves to the battlefield and regards death as home, which penetrates deeply into the deepest part of everyone's body like the most mellow imperial wine rewarded by Emperor Yi. Among them, especially the enthusiastic teenagers. When Sheng Kuang finished singing and sang again with the drums, the teenagers all stood up from their seats and sang loudly to the sound of Sheng Kuang's drums.

After the song, the hall fell silent again for a long time, and then suddenly burst into thunderous applause.

Yang Ren left the table and walked in front of Li Jing, waved his hand, and sighed: "The predecessors said that they heard the masterpieces, but the long recitation was insufficient, so they sighed; Yang Ren thought this was an exaggeration, but today he heard Brother Li's "No Clothes", and he knew that his words were true!"

Li Jing really didn't expect that the poem he had stolen would make such a big noise, so he hurriedly got up and returned the salute, and said in his mouth: "Brother Yang has won the award, ashamed, ashamed!" But he was really ashamed in his heart.

Sheng Kuang, who had finally calmed down, was surprised and asked Di Yi, "Your Majesty, could it be that this poem is actually written by this young man?"

Di Yi said with a smile: "This is Li Jing, the son of Li Qing, the middle doctor, and this "No Clothes" is his improvised work during the banquet. Shengqing, you try your best to sort out this score, I intend to use it as my great merchant's military song, do you think it's feasible?"

"Your Majesty, this method is wonderful!" Sheng Kuang applauded, "If my big business soldiers sing this song in unison and go to the battlefield, their morale will be like a rainbow, and their fighting spirit will be monstrous!" After saying that, he suddenly turned around and walked in front of Li Jing and threw his hand to the ground.

Li Jing was startled, hurriedly dodged away, and bowed back on one side: "Lord Sheng, what do you mean by this?

Sheng Kuang sighed after giving the salute: "If Sheng Kuang's reputation can be passed on to future generations, it should be thanks to Li Xian's nephew's "No Clothes"!"

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