Start practicing from marrying a disfigured princess

Chapter 33

The maid glanced at Liu Yunmeng, hesitated for a moment, nodded and said: "Yes."

After a while, a set of pen, ink, paper and inkstone was placed in front of Ren Pingsheng.

Ren Pingsheng drank the wine in his glass, dipped his pen in the ink, and wrote the poems in his memory.

After writing a poem, the depression in my heart disappeared.

But just a few lines of words can greatly inspire people's hearts and give people hope and strength.

This is the magic of great works!

"I hope this poem by Shixian can help my sister-in-law get out of depression."

With this in mind, Ren Pingsheng handed the finished poem to Liu Yunmeng beside him.

Liu Yunmeng took it subconsciously, and asked curiously, "What is this?"

Ren Pingsheng said: "Your Highness will know when you see it."

Liu Yun dreamed that his face was solemn, thinking it was some important secret, and opened it carefully, only to find out that it was a poem.

"The golden bottle of sake is worth ten thousand dollars, and the jade plate is worth ten thousand dollars."

Liu Yunmeng read it carefully and unconsciously read it out.

not far away.

When several young officials heard Liu Yunmeng reciting poems, they subconsciously looked at her.

"It's rare that Yun and Princess can compose poems."

"Golden cups of sake worth ten thousand dollars, and jade plates worth ten thousand dollars are in line with the current situation. It is a good sentence."

Liu Yunmeng didn't notice the gazes of several people, and continued to read.

"You can't eat when you stop the cup and throw the chopsticks, draw your sword and look around in a daze."

The voice fell.

Several young officials were startled.

"Just now, it was still delicious food and wine, with great hospitality, but in a blink of an eye, the cup was stopped and the chopsticks were thrown, and the sword was drawn at a loss. This turning point is a bit interesting."

They are all new scholars in recent years, and their literary appreciation level is better than that of the noble children. They can naturally feel the intense emotional changes contained in these two poems.

"If you want to cross the Linhe River and the ice-blocked river, you will climb the Daluo Snow-covered Mountain."

Linhe is the most turbulent river in Dazhou, located in Jiangzhou in the southeast.

Daluo is the most steep mountain range in Dazhou, located in Yunzhou in the north.

Liu Yunmeng had heard it but never been there, so she didn't have much emotion, and just recited it in a flat tone.

At the same time, more and more people noticed that she was reciting poems.

"The cloud and the princess are composing poems?"

"What a rarity!"

Everyone cast curious eyes.

Hearing these two poems, everyone was taken aback.

They thought that it would not be easy for a princess to be able to fight evenly, but they didn't expect these lines of poems to be surprisingly good.

At this moment, someone is already inquiring about the poems that the princess read before.

"I came to fish on Bixi in my spare time, and suddenly I dreamed of riding a boat to the horizon."

Liu Yunmeng was so focused on reciting poems that she didn't notice that the surroundings had become quiet.

"It seems meaningless to put these two sentences here, just to make up the number?"

"Maybe it used some uncommon allusions, you and I don't know."

"At the level of a princess, can you still use allusions?"

"Ten taels of silver, or tell the princess, you arrange her!"

"You are shameless!"

While everyone was discussing, Liu Yunmeng spoke again:
"It is difficult to travel, it is difficult to travel, and there are many wrong roads, where are you now?"

At this moment, only Liu Yunmeng's voice echoed in the entire hall.

The voice fell.

Everyone felt a sense of misery and hesitation swept over, and felt a little depressed for a while.

Literati always think that their talents are underappreciated. Even if they have entered the Six Departments and Jiuqing, as long as they have not entered the cabinet, they feel that their talents have nowhere to display.

So when I heard this poem, I put everything into it and sighed.

Some people even showed a sad face and repeated it in their hearts: the road is difficult, the road is difficult, the road diverges, where is it now?
Just when depression and melancholy spread in the hall.

Liu Yunmeng read the last sentence.

"There will be times when the wind and waves break, and the sails will be hung straight to help the sea."

In an instant.

The hall was quiet.

Snapped!
Someone's wine cup fell to the ground, and there was a crisp sound, which echoed in the hall for a long time.

Everyone still didn't make a sound, immersed in the heroic spirit of "the wind and the waves will sometimes hang straight to the sea", unable to extricate themselves.

The scholar, who was full of sorrow before, recited this poem in his heart, and a surge of courage and strength suddenly surged in his heart, as if no matter how difficult the road ahead was, it was not worth mentioning!
And warriors like Yuan Zhe, although not as deep as scholars, still feel a surge of excitement, which cannot be described in words.

of course.

There were also some ignorant princes and nobles in the hall, their faces were dazed, and they didn't know why everyone suddenly became quiet.

And Liu Yunmeng, who recited this poem, felt the same as the warriors.

After reading it, the original lost emotions were swept away, and I felt refreshed all over.

I don't know what's so good about this poem, but I just think it's good.

"Ren Pingsheng, is this poem written for Ben Gong?"

Liu Yunmeng looked at Ren Pingsheng, blinked, and asked curiously.

She could feel the encouragement from the poem, so she could naturally think that Ren Pingsheng was using this poem to comfort herself.

Ren Pingsheng originally wanted to say that it was written by the poet Li Bai.

After thinking about it, saying this always feels a bit like being a bitch and setting up a memorial archway.

After all, even if you say that, others will not be able to find Li Bai, and they will still attribute this poem to him.

Instead of coy plagiarism.

It's better to frankly go whoring for nothing.

Thinking of this.

Ren Ping nodded confidently: "That's right."

The voice fell.

There was a burst of heated discussion in the whole hall.

"It turned out that it was written by the prince of Zhenbei. I said that Yiyun and the princess are at the same level. No matter what, they can't write such a poem!"

"I never thought that Prince Zhenbei would have such a talent for poetry!"

"If you want to cross the Linhe River and the Ice River, you will climb Daluo Snow Manshan Daluo is located in the northern border. Only monks from the northern border can climb to the top. I just read this, and I guessed that the author must be from the northern border!"

"I have heard for a long time that the prince of Zhenbei has mediocre aptitude, but he is unwilling to sink. He spends a lot of time practicing every day, and he has never given up until now. Such a sentence!"

Everyone looked at Ren Pingsheng with a little more admiration than the previous indifference and playfulness.

Liu Yunmeng heard the discussions around her, and later realized that the poem by her nephew was so good that it was praised by so many new scholars!
Such a good poem is for her.

Thinking of this, she felt very happy in her heart.

"The eldest nephew is doing well, it's not a waste of me taking care of him these few days."

Liu Yunmeng's exquisite face was somewhat proud, and there was a smile between her brows and eyes.

Just when she was immersed in the joy brought by Ren Pingsheng.

not far away.

A young man in plain clothes suddenly stood up and chanted in an impassioned voice.

"It is difficult to travel, it is difficult to travel, and there are many wrong roads, where are you now?"

"There will be times when the wind and waves break, and the sails will be hung straight to the sea!"

Liu Yunmeng was startled by him, turned her head to look, and muttered in her heart: Who is this?What's wrong?
The rest of them realized something and cast surprised eyes.

"Yang Sheng is about to break through?"

"Just because of a poem?"

(End of this chapter)