Song Hongshu's mouth was twitching wildly, but Ji Chenxin said that Song An was qualified, what else could he say?
"Hmph, I hope you don't throw away all the face you just earned!" With a flick of your sleeves, Song Hongshu no longer cared about it. If he continued to talk, he would become the target of public criticism.
"Writing the mountains? This time I went out, I saw many mountains. I happened to have some experience. Please give me some advice!" Song An still respects Yu Haiqiao, a great scholar.
"Please give me advice!" Yu Haiqiao was not surprised when he changed so much just now, but now it was the first time he used the word "please" to Song An. The cherry mouth under the veil of Ji Chen was so shocked that he opened his cherry mouth slightly unconsciously.
open.
Song An walked with his eyebrows frowned, and wandered in the empty hall of the Hall of Supreme Harmony. When he reached the seventh step, his eyes lit up and he clapped his hands and said quickly.
"Have it!"
"There is no one seen in the empty mountains, but I hear the sound of people. The scenery returned to the deep forest and shines on the moss again."
Song An's words were astonishing. As soon as his poem was spoken, the whole audience was silent. Even Song Hongshu grew up and looked unbelievable. He even wondered if he had heard it wrong. This was a poem that Song An could write?
"Jia!" Opposite, a smile appeared on Yu Haiqiao's face, and the word "Jia" means that Yu Haiqiao was very satisfied with what Song An did.
"On average, just write it casually!" Song An waved his hand. If this was written by him, Song An would definitely not be polite, but this was Wang Wei's, and Song An would never dare to take credit.
However, this poem can only get one good word, and Song An admires Yu Haiqiao's "skills".
"Good poems are really good poems, but they are a little desolate. I only heard that the King of Zhenbei could not only fight in all directions immediately, but I didn't expect that writing poems was also awesome!" Hearing Song An's poems, Ji Chenxin couldn't sit still, with a look on his face
Appreciate.
"Princess Chenxin praised me. I dare not act rashly in front of my husband!" Song An waved his hand and said modestly.
"Hmph, who knows if you memorized this poem from where you memorized it?" The fifth princess looked contemptuous, and she didn't believe that Song An had such talent and knowledge...
"Yes, how did you prove that this poem was not copied by you?" Song Hongshu immediately said as soon as the fifth princess mentioned it.
On the dragon throne, Song Jiancheng's face was a little gloomy. Song An was bringing glory to the Great Qi Dynasty. These two idiots actually came out to discredit Song An. I really don't know how to write the word "disgrace"?
Jiang Yunxuan and the second prince found that something was wrong and hurriedly reminded them. The two of them felt cold sweat and were so excited that they forgot what occasion it was now.
"I've recited it? Plagiarism? Then let you see what it means to be full of knowledge today!" Song An's face darkened, and then looked at Yu Haiqiao.
"Sir, please give another question!"
Originally, Song An got a good foundation, and this first level was passed, but now Song An wants to let this group of people see how profound the cultural heritage of the descendants of Yan and Huang is!
"Okay, let me see today how capable the King of Zhenbei is!"
"Question 2: Wine!"
Hearing this, Song An couldn't help but smile. When talking about the poem about wine, he naturally had to mention Li Bai's "To Become a Wine".
"Don't you see, the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky, flows to the sea and never returns... Life is full of joy, don't let the golden cup face the moon empty... Master Cen, Danqiu is born, and you will be in wine, don't stop the glass... Five
The flower horse, the fur of gold, and the cry of the son will be exchanged for fine wine, and will be sold with you forever sorrow!"
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After the poem was finished, the entire Hall of Supreme Harmony was heard, and everyone's eyes were filled with a hint of shock, even shock.
However, Song An was not surprised. If the poems of the poet Li Bai cannot conquer you, that would be a ghost.
"Absolute!!!"
Yu Haiqiao was the first to react, trembling all over. If he hadn't been in the hall now, he would have been unable to help but hold Song An's hand and talked for a long time. It felt like he was meeting a confidant in life.
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Two great scholars of Dongcang, one is good at writing essays and the other is good at writing poetry. Yu Haiqiao hasn't met someone who can amazed him in writing poetry for a long time.
"Sir..." Song An's face changed. If the old man was too happy and he would be in trouble in one breath, and then scholars in the world would probably criticize him.
Sometimes, the pen of a scholar is even more powerful than the sword on the battlefield.
"The King of Zhenbei is so talented and I dare not regard myself as a teacher, let alone ask questions again. There is no need to ask the next question again. The King of Zhenbei has passed this first pass." Before Song An finished speaking, Yu Hai
Qiao hurriedly interrupted Song An, and his attitude became extremely respectful.
"After this incident, the old man will definitely go to visit the King of Zhenbei in person!"
As he said that, Yu Haiqiao retreated behind Ji Chenxin with excitement. Since Song An had passed the first level, there was no need for him to continue to show off here.
"good!!!"
This time, even Su Chaoen applauded with excitement. Song An's song "Asking to Drink" surprised everyone on the scene. This time, the King of Zhenbei gave Da Qi a face again.
In the hall, there was a thunderous applause and the officials had an excited look on their faces. Song An's poem made Yu Haiqiao applaud, which made Da Qi look so good.
"The King of Zhenbei is very knowledgeable and knowledgeable. He can immediately determine the country and the country of martial arts, and can write about the world with his writing..."
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For a moment, I kept praising Song An. I was so humiliated by Dongcang before, but now I finally found my face. Even Song Jiancheng had a smile on his face and looked proud.
However, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, which was hard to detect and flashed by.
"The King of Zhenbei is really amazing!" Ji Chenxin's eyes shone. Dongcang was rich and attached great importance to literature. He had many talents. The two great scholars of the world were in Dongcang. Ji Chenxin was a student of Yu Haiqiao. She was deeply rooted in her.
Zhiyu Haiqiao's evaluation of Song An is so high.
Ji Chenxin looked at Song An again, almost all with light, and she wanted to put her arms around her.
"Princess, please respect yourself!" Song An was also a little unnatural when Ji Chenxin's eyes were tinged, and he said helplessly.
"No obstacle, Du Zhengqing, start the second level soon!" Ji Chenxin waved his hand, didn't care about it at all, and turned around and looked at Du Zhengqing.
Du Zhengqing looked solemn. Today's affairs had deviated from the trajectory he had originally planned. They should have the upper hand at this threshold.
Moreover, writing poetry is the first question in the first level, why did the second level start? Du Zhengqing looked at Yu Haiqiao and Ji Chenxin helplessly, and he felt a little tired.
Du Zhengqing looked helpless, but Ji Chenxin said so, so he could only continue with his teeth.