After being divorced, my identity as a poet was exposed

Han Sanwu was shocked when he heard this.

Princess Hanyue came with an old man, two young men, and a girl.

The old man was a hunchback, holding a cigarette rod in his hand and a mouth of blackened teeth.

Shi Kuang is a great master, and he actually said that among those who protected Princess Han Yue, there was someone higher than him...

That should be the hunchbacked old man.

In this way, Princess Hanyue still holds a lot of weight in Li Chenan's heart.

Han Sanwu felt relieved and walked away from the small wooden building.

Shi Kuang sat at the desk again and opened the book on the desk, but found that he could no longer read it.

Snow is falling outside the window.

I am thirty today.

He should have stayed with his wife and children at home in Sifeng City, but he had to come here because of Qiao Zitong.

Thinking of his wife and children, a smile appeared on Shi Kuang's face.

His wife is not from Yue!

His wife is from Ningguo!

Her name is... Qu Xi.

A married woman.

She even had a child in her belly when she arrived in Yue.

Fate is so magical sometimes.

A chance encounter.

A chance glance when we met.

I don’t know if it was the evening breeze of that summer that stirred her long skirt, or the jug of wine that made her tipsy.

I have always pursued martial arts, but that evening I fell in love with a woman holding a child.

It was only later that I found out that she was the eldest daughter-in-law of Ning Guoshangchehou Lu Zhanxiao!

After getting on the train and waiting for her whole family to be killed, she fled to Sifeng City in the Yue Kingdom and lived in a remote alley at the north gate of Sifeng City.

Her husband is dead and she is a widow!
A young, beautiful, gentle, weak woman.

A woman whom I love so much!
The quiet little yard in the alley became my home.

And he became that child's stepfather, and then he also had his own child.

Her name is Shi Xiaoxian!
After that...

Another man came to this small courtyard, his name was Ning Jingyu.

Later, a couple came to this small courtyard. They were Qiao Zitong and Lu Xiaoyu!

In this way, I got to know them, they had similar temperaments, and gradually became good friends.

At that time, my martial arts realm was only at the lower level of the second realm.

Xiaoxian was taken away by Qiao Zitong when she was three years old. They were separated for more than thirteen years. When they came back, she was already sixteen and a tall and graceful girl.

It's just that... my daughter is quite indifferent to this family, and she doesn't have much to say to her father...

Even during these days in the Four Winds City, she rarely returned home.

Now she is sent by Qiao Zitong to Ningguo to deliver a message.

It's a letter about Princess Hanyue.

But Shi Kuang knew what Qiao Zitong meant, so he asked Xiaoxian to meet Li Chenan.

If only I could get married...

A smile appeared on Shi Kuang's face, not because of Li Chen'an's identity as emperor, but because he hoped that his daughter would have a good home——

One day my daughter came home once, and she said she went to Xilin Zen Monastery to have a look.

She said she saw a beautiful monk!

My daughter was very happy when she talked about this monk, saying that he was an interesting monk...

No matter how interesting the monk is, he is still a monk!
This made Shi Kuang quite worried, so he felt that it would be best for his daughter to stay away from the beautiful monk in the monastery during her trip to Ningguo.

It's just that Li Chenan already has five women by his side. Do Xian'er and him... have that kind of fate?

Things are going wrong here. After we return to Sifeng City, we have to kill the beautiful monk in the temple!

……

……

Yihong Building.

Monk Bu Nian suddenly shuddered.

He looked at the four pots of charcoal fire burning in the room and thought that he had been eating dog meat every day these days. How could he feel a chill?

He quickly drank a cup of hot tea, and then he felt that the inexplicable chill had subsided.

He doesn't understand poetry.

After all, I have lived in a temple since I was a child, and all I read were Buddhist scriptures. The Buddha did not talk about poems and articles, and the Buddha said that the four elements of nonsense are all in vain.

Of course, that was the Buddha in the temple, not the Buddha in his heart. He looked at Su Xiaoxiao.

This Buddha was harmed by that guy Li Chenan. Not only was there no anger on his face, but he was also very happy - so the Buddha also had seven emotions and six desires!

Su Xiaoxiao polished the ink and laid out the paper.

She looked at Li Chenan with great expectation, thinking that such a delicate young man, what kind of poems with flesh and bones could he write?

Did Mr. Mei give him a hard time?

How can such a poem be written by just writing?

He is not the poetry fairy Li Chenan who can be picked up easily!

Li Chenan stood up under everyone's gaze. He originally wanted to copy the article "Young China", but took two steps and felt it was inappropriate.

Heroic and domineering poems... He buried his head and took two more steps. Suddenly, he raised his head, with a smile on his face.

He waved his hand and shouted:
"Bring me the wine!"

Qiu was so happy on the eighth floor that he rushed up to the second floor and within a short time he brought a jar of Huapingchun.

Li Chenan took the wine jar, raised his head and took a long sip.

He held the wine jar in one hand, raised it with the other and wiped his mouth, then looked at Su Xiaoxiao:

"Come, come, I will write a poem for you to write."

Su Xiaoxiao's beautiful eyes flashed: "...I would like to ask the young master to sing!"

Li Chen took three quiet breaths and then said:
"This word is called..."Man Jiang Hong, Writing Huai"!"

Su Xiaoxiao turned around and put pen to paper.

Li Chenan took another step, and his momentum suddenly increased.

Before he knew it, he was flowing his energy into his dantian, and his voice was as loud as a bell.

To the ears of everyone in Yihong Tower, his voice was like a beating war drum. It was also transmitted to the front yard, extremely clear, and the front yard was suddenly silent:

"I was so angry that I leaned against the railing, and the rain stopped.

Lift our sight, the sky and shouts, grand, vehement!
Thirty fame, dust and soil, eight thousand miles, clouds and moon.

"Don't wait any longer. The young man's head will turn gray...it's so sad!"

Su Xiaoxiao's hand when she was writing suddenly froze, and she suddenly turned around and looked at Li Chenan, who had a solemn look on her face, with eyes full of surprise.

What kind of word is this?

Su Xiaoxiao felt that all the hairs on her body stood up, and she felt that the blood all over her body was flowing faster.

forecourt.

Qianyue stared at Yihonglou behind the stage with wide eyes. She held her breath when she heard the first sentence of this poem.

It's him!

Only him!
Only he can write such magnificent and heroic poetry!
The students and scholars also looked at Yihonglou in shock.

Cui Yu and the three Wang brothers looked at each other and guessed the person who recited this poem.

In Yihong Building.

Everyone stood up at this moment.

Mei Fangxi's old face flushed with excitement, and Wei Xuanmo's body was trembling slightly.

Nian Chengfeng's old eyes glowed brightly.

Even Wen Boyu, who had always been steady and calm, felt excited at this moment.

Li Chenan took another sip of wine and took another step forward:
“The shame of the old days is still fresh.

When will the courtier hate it?

Drive a long car and step through the gap in Helan Mountain!

The ambition is to eat the meat of Huns when they are hungry, and to drink the blood of Huns when they are thirsty. "

Li Chenan has arrived at the door.

He opened the two vermilion doors and stood in front of them.

He held the wine jar and chanted it all. He smashed the wine jar with a "clang" and stepped onto the stage. He raised his hands high, and his momentum reached its peak at this moment.

His voice became louder and louder:

"Stay from the beginning,

Clean up the old mountains and rivers,
...Chaotianque! "

"Boom..."

The bell of midnight rings in the bell tower of Changle City.

Li Chenan's voice still echoes in the night sky!
After ten breaths,

A voice rang out from the crowd:
"Long live my emperor, long live long live...!"

Everyone was shocked and immediately fell to the ground.

Su Xiaoxiao stood in front of the Yihong Building... In addition to surprise, there was a touch of relief and tenderness in her eyes. (End of this chapter)