Daqin: Your Majesty, quickly abdicate, or your son will turn back

Chapter 57 The Blushing Xue Lin

"Mei Dai seizes the color of day lilies, and the red dress is jealous of pomegranate flowers."

Li Qing looked at the painting and opened his mouth quietly, shaking his head while reciting poems.

As soon as this poem came out, everyone's eyes changed slightly, and they couldn't help but take a closer look at Li Qing.

Unexpectedly, this seemingly crazy kid actually has such a bit of literary talent.

"Laughing happily by the river pool, red fish with red cheeks and drunk green moss."

While walking forward, Li Qing also read the last two lines of the poem.

As soon as this poem came out, Lin Xue's eyes moved slightly.

Among other things, this Li Qing's literary talent is still considered to be at the upper-middle level, which is not bad in the eyes of contemporary young people.

"Not bad!"

Kong Jia nodded, but there was not much appreciation in his eyes.

After all, in his opinion, Li Qing, who only judges people by their appearance, is completely inferior to Ying Yun, who dares to scold him.

"Your Majesty, can the young master win?"

Seeing this situation, Li Si couldn't help asking.

He is a majestic prime minister, and his knowledge is no less than those great Confucianists, so he can naturally see that Li Qing's poems are indeed very good.

Even I dare not say that I am absolutely sure that I can suppress Li Qing.

As for Ying Yun, who seemed to be only eating, drinking and having fun, he was even less confident.

【snort!Is this what you mean to call poetry?What a joke! 】

Listening to the poem, Ying Yun didn't pay attention to it at all.

Hearing this voice, Ying Zheng also knew that Ying Yun would definitely not lose.

"I don't even look at whose son Yun'er is, how can a mere kid compare to him?"

Ying Zheng looked at Li Si and replied confidently.

Although he didn't know where Ying Zheng's confidence came from, Li Si didn't ask any more questions.

"Good poetry! Really good poetry!"

After listening to Li Qing's poem, Ying Yun applauded and said with admiration on his face.

"If you admit defeat now, there is still time, so as not to be ashamed!"

Seeing Yingyun's appearance, Li Qing was even more sure that he was sure of winning, so he looked confident.

'Are you going to show off your feet now? '

Seeing that Yingyun actually praised him, Lin Xue also felt that Yingyun knew that he was out of luck, so he reacted this way.

"This poem is good, but that's all"

After a short pause, Ying Yun replied again.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was slightly surprised.

Ying Yun's tone was not small.

"Oh? Then I want to see what kind of poems you can write!"

Hearing this, Li Qing's eyes turned cold, and he fixed his eyes on Ying Yun and said.

Ying Yun ignored Li Qing, stepped forward with a light step, looked at the painting carefully, then looked into the distance, and raised his head slightly, as if thinking.

"Yun Xiang clothes Hua Xiangrong."

After a while, Ying Yun said quietly.

As soon as this poem came out, everyone was stunned for a moment, and then their pupils could not help shrinking slightly after tasting the artistic conception.

What kind of beautiful woman is it that makes people think of her clothes when they see clouds, and her face when they see flowers?
"The spring breeze blows on the threshold of Revlon."

After a short pause, Ying Yun continued to speak.

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone's eyes became even more surprised. Unknowingly, the whole consciousness has been immersed in the artistic conception of that poem.

Even the spring breeze will be nostalgic for the beauty, how dazzling the appearance must be.

"If I hadn't met Qunyu Mountain, I would have gone down to Yaotai."

Ying Yun shook his head slightly, as if enjoying the artistic conception of the poem, paused, and read the last two lines of the poem.

As soon as the last two lines of the poem came out, the audience was silent, and their eyes were all staring blankly ahead.

At this moment, in their minds, the appearance of the fairy has emerged, it is an indescribable appearance, the fairy herself.

"Good! Good poem! There is no word for fairy, but let the old man see a living fairy! Good!"

It took a while for Kong Jia to react, his face was full of shock, and he praised again and again.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Even Li Si, who was suspicious of Yingyun just now, applauded unconsciously at this moment, applauding again and again!

But the most surprised one was Lin Xue.

At this moment, she froze in place, her small mouth was slightly opened, and her pair of beautiful eyes were filled with disbelief.

'That guy can write such poetry? '

Lin Xue was extremely shocked in her heart, she naturally knew what a masterpiece this poem is, it is simply rare in the world!

"anything else."

Seeing everyone's appearance, Ying Yun smiled lightly, and finally walked quickly to the shop selling bamboo slips for brushes not far away, and came back with a brush and bamboo slips after a while.

Spreading out the bamboo slips, Ying Yun bowed slightly, twisted up the brush and began to write something.

Soon, he picked up the written bamboo slip and walked to Lin Xue, then handed the bamboo slip out.

Although she didn't understand what Yingyun was doing, Lin Xue still reached out to take the bamboo slip, and then slowly opened it.

There are lines of very elegant characters on it, which is the same as Yingyun's face, which makes people's eyes shine.

Lin Xue didn't expect Yingyun's handwriting to be so beautiful.

"There are beauties in the north, peerless and independent."

"One look at the city of people, and then look at the country of people."

Looking at the poem, Lin Xue read it unconsciously.

The very gentle voice coupled with this beautiful verse makes people feel like seeing the beautiful scenery and hearing the beautiful voice for a while, and there is a feeling of spring breeze.

In such a short period of time, he wrote two poems that are rare in the world, which is outrageous!
"Good poetry! Very good."

Looking at the bamboo slips in her hand, Lin Xue couldn't help but marvel.

"This poem is specially written for you after seeing your appearance."

Ying Yun said.

Hearing that voice, Lin Xue was slightly taken aback, then raised her head in a little confusion, only to see Ying Yun looking at her with a light smile.

With those star-like eyes on that handsome face, for a moment, Lin Xue only felt a tremor in her heart, and then her heart "jumped", feeling like a spring breeze.

"Okay, it's getting late, it's time to go, old man, I'll come to you next time!"

Seeing that the time was ripe, Ying Yun spoke to Kong Jia, and then strode away.

"Okay! I should go too!"

With that said, Ying Zheng stood up and followed Ying Yun.

'I? '

Hearing that address, Li Qing and Chen Yu's pupils suddenly shrank, and they felt the hairs all over their bodies stand on end.

"Damn the little one!"

"Damn the little one!"

The two hurriedly knelt on the ground, their heads pressed tightly to the ground, and their whole bodies trembled slightly in fright.

"Kowtow five hundred heads here to apologize!"

Ying Zheng gave the two of them a cold look, ordered in a deep voice, and then walked past them and left.

Hearing this, Li Qing and Chen Yu didn't dare to be negligent, and their heads hit the ground with "bang bang" again and again.

【good!readily!How dare you say ten sisters! 】

At this moment, Ying Yun was very happy, especially when he teased Lin Xue in front of the two of them before leaving, he felt very comfortable.

After all, what could make them feel more uncomfortable than teasing their goddess in front of a dog?
However, no one noticed that Lin Xue, who was still in a daze at this moment, had a blush on her fair cheeks.

"This poem . . . was written especially for me."

Muttering softly, Lin Xue's slender fingers held the bamboo slips tightly, as if she was caring for a baby, and put the bamboo slips into her arms.

(End of this chapter)