Ye Qingyun has not been showing off for a long time.
Now that people are promoting me and giving me such an opportunity, how can I not seize it?
Li Tianmin is not promoting Ye Qingyun.
He sincerely invited Ye Qingyun to compose a poem.
Who in the Tang Dynasty does not know that Ye Qingyun, the national teacher, was a scholar of heaven and man, and could surpass Du Wei, the poet sage of the Tang Dynasty, in poetry writing.
And everyone present had witnessed it with their own eyes.
Now that I have the opportunity to hear Ye Qingyun compose poetry again, everyone is overjoyed.
"Since His Majesty said so, let me try to compose a poem."
Ye Qingyun said with a smile.
"It is our honor to listen to the Imperial Master's poems!"
Li Tianmin quickly flattered him.
Ye Qingyun ""
I haven't even started yet, and you're just trying to flatter me like this. Isn't it a little too deliberate?
Why don't you just wait for me to read out the poem? If you flatter me then, I will have a greater sense of accomplishment.
However, this did not affect Ye Qingyun's interest in writing poems.
In other words, the interest in reciting poetry.
Ye Qingyun made a gesture of looking into the sky.
Put your hands behind your back and stand tall and straight.
The whole person has a heroic and vigorous momentum.
Everyone present was extremely shocked when they saw this.
"The Imperial Preceptor is worthy of being the Imperial Preceptor. Such an imposing manner can really swallow up the world!"
"It is truly a blessing for all people in our country, the Tang Dynasty, to have a national master in charge."
"The Imperial Master is unfathomable, and I don't know what earth-shattering poems he will produce."
Everyone waited patiently, with a look of anticipation on their faces.
As a result, Ye Qingyun never spoke.
Just standing there, like an old monk in meditation.
Everyone looked at each other with some doubts in their hearts.
But I dare not say it directly.
All we can do is continue to wait.
Why didn't Ye Qingyun speak?
Because he was hesitating, which poem to memorize?
I really couldn't think of it for a while.
How can this be fixed?
Ye Qingyun was a little panicked
.
I was already ready to show off, and everyone was complimenting me.
The atmosphere is here, but I am frozen, unable to recite a poem. Isn't it too embarrassing?
Ye Qingyun's brain was running wildly.
finally!
A poem appeared in Ye Qingyun's mind.
good!
You are the one!
Ye Qingyun was at peace.
He took a deep breath.
"How is Mr. Dai Zong? Qilu is still young."
"The clock of good fortune is beautiful, and the yin and yang cut off the dusk."
"The clouds grow in the breasts, and the returning birds enter the canthus."
"You will be at the top of the mountain, and you will see all the mountains at a glance!"
An eternally famous poem was recited in Ye Qingyun's mouth.
In order to be more powerful, Ye Qingyun also deliberately used the tone of voice when reciting poetry.
Although Ye Qingyun is not very good at poetry recitation, he can still imitate it decently.
As a result, such a majestic and famous poem through the ages became even more heroic and majestic under Ye Qingyun's recitation.
Everyone was shocked.
Whether it is Li Tianmin and his son, the officials of the Tang Dynasty, or everyone who followed Ye Qingyun to the Tang Dynasty.
Everyone looked at Ye Qingyun in shock.
They were all swayed by the power of this poem.
For a moment, they seemed to see the majestic mountains and the incomparably vast world.
Stand on the top of the highest peak and look down at the peaks all over the world!
Who has such momentum in ancient and modern times?
Not to mention integrating this kind of momentum into poetry is even more shocking and unimaginable.
Among the courtiers of the Tang Dynasty, there were many people with outstanding literary talents.
They kept chanting this poem written by Ye Qingyun. The more they chanted it, the more shocked they became.
This poem is concise and concise, but it is so memorable that you can't help but want to indulge in it.
Plop!!!
A gray-haired old minister knelt down directly.
"It is my greatest honor to be able to listen to such a peerless poem in my life. I will die without regrets!"
No one thought the old man's reaction was exaggerated. .??.
Because not only him, but also everyone else wanted to kneel down to Ye Qingyun.
"This poem by the Imperial Master is truly magnificent, extraordinary and astonishing to both heaven and man!"
Li Tianmin also spoke quickly.
This time it was not a deliberate compliment.
But a real admiration and admiration.
"Master, this poem is enough to make the poetry world of the Tang Dynasty look inferior to me for hundreds of years!"
Li Yuanxiu was very excited.
Ye Qingyun blushed a little after being told this.
no way.
We don't have this ability.
In Ye Yun's original world, this poem was already an eternal masterpiece.
Ye Qingyun is just a hard-working and simple porter.
In order for him to independently create a poem of this level, it would only be possible for Ye Qingyun to travel through time dozens of times.
To be continued...