Emperor of the Tang Dynasty

After a long silence, someone muttered: "This poem...it's indescribable, our level is less than [-]/[-]!"

"Yeah, this poem borrows the spring rain to conceive people, and it also conveys the feeling of the king's family... These poems can be said to be intentional in every word, and it is unforgettable to read!"

"It's just that 'the red building looks cold across the rain, and the beaded foil floats back alone', the red color in the previous sentence gives people a feeling of fiery, and the comparison with the cold in the back is really exquisite!"

"Not only that, the last couplet's 'He Yuda, the clouds in a thousand miles and one wild goose fly' is also full of symbolic color. By borrowing the natural scenery, it visualizes the premonition of 'the brocade book is difficult to support'!"

The staff at the beginning had a wry smile on his face at this time.

"It's my fault... Your Highness's vision is indeed right. Only now do I know what it means to be someone outside of you..."

His words were approved by many people. Some of them shook their heads, some sighed, and they were all ashamed that they had written poems far less than this before, and their seven-character rhythm poems were compared with this "Spring Rain". Sentenced!

"Even gentlemen have such a high opinion of this poem..."

Li Chengqian was also a little surprised. He had never seen a poem so uniformly praised by his followers.

"Exactly! If His Highness comes up with this poem, there will be no rivals at the first month poetry meeting, and even Li Tai, the king of Yue who calls himself the unparalleled poetry and poetry, will be overshadowed!"

But the more he listened to his aides boasting about this poem, the more Li Chengqian's brows furrowed.

From this point of view, this is really a great poem... But such a masterpiece, why was it crumpled into a ball of paper and fell under his feet?

"It seems a little weird and weird."

Although Li Chengqian's temperament has changed a lot now, but after all, he has the foundation of being praised in the past.

"But it's such a pity that such a good poem is not used, and I'm unwilling to be alone!"

The more Li Chengqian thought about it, the more tangled he became, and he felt extremely unwilling in his heart. Maybe... Maybe God really helped him Li Chengqian. This is not weird and weird, but the luck of the chosen person?

Li Chengqian firmly believed that he was the real son of the future, so he felt very convincing, but his reason finally gained the upper hand temporarily.

"Let's put away this "Spring Rain" first... The first round will use the works of the lonely disciples to participate in the battle, and after observing that no one has come up with "Spring Rain", it will not be too late to use "Spring Rain" in the second round! "

The New Year Poetry Festival is not just one round of creation, there is still a chance to win the second round.

Thinking of this, Li Chengqian felt a clear mind, and solemnly folded "Spring Rain" into his arms.

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During the time when the princes and princesses named the creations based on materials and actually recited poems on the spot, the ministers and officials also chatted and discussed with each other in twos and threes.

In addition to being an important stage for the princes and princesses to show themselves, this first month poetry party is also an important stage for them to communicate with each other every year.

After all, the major forces at the scene are intertwined, and it is rare to have the representatives of almost all the families and forces in the DPRK invited to the same place as it is now.

"Although Princess Xiangcheng is dignified and generous on weekdays, to be honest, her performance in poetry is really mediocre. The first month poems of the last first month poetry meeting, she is quite satisfactory, it seems that there is not much place to stand out."

"...It's no wonder, with Princess Xiangcheng's character of obeying the etiquette, how could she really ask her disciples to help write poems? If you do it yourself, it's hard to 'frequently come out' like other people!"

"Shh... This can't be put on the table directly, but in comparison, Princess Changle's Tanabata poems are quite good. Last year, she also had a place in the top five, but I'm afraid it's hanging today."

"If it comes to writing poetry, then it really is His Royal Highness the King of Yue, right? His poetry and prose have always been beautiful in words and novel in ideas, and each capital can be regarded as a rare masterpiece!"

"Yes, Your Majesty has praised the poems of His Royal Highness the King of Yue many times!"

After some discussion, the time passed quickly, the time for a cup of tea was over, and the princes and princesses returned to their positions.

De Nuo Zhao is just this time, they all have confidence and smiles on their faces, obviously they have obtained very good works from their respective staff.

"It seems that all your highnesses have gained something. It is better to invite His Royal Highness to show the masterpiece first, which is in line with the etiquette."

Li Gang didn't notice that he almost slipped the tongue, but no one cared about such a well-known thing. Soon Li Chengqian was the first to appear with the support of his teacher.

Chapter 92 Change your life against the sky! (Second more)

In the midst of all the attention, Li Chengqian took the stage with a smile on his face.

As a noble royal family, Li Chengqian certainly didn't need to read poems himself. He took out a paper raft and gave it to a dedicated servant on the stage, who would read it aloud.

""Chunsheng"."

The servant opened his mouth. This is a poem written by Li Chengqian's followers. It is the best Wing Chun poem except "Spring Rain" after Li Chengqian's careful selection.

"Cui Na Cui Mo is drunk with a carved saddle, and worships the moon without support. The new moth is broken after shooting, and Shi Hong buys out the moon in the sky. The cold of the earth flies down and blows the reed pipe, and the moon is full of drunken eyes. It is four o'clock in the sky. He all, Shufeng Farewell to the Six Jun Bows."

After the poem was finished, the audience immediately praised.

"The writing is strong and powerful, and the talent between the lines can't be concealed!"

"Today, this wonderful poem by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, I am afraid that it will win the first place."

Li Chengqian hurriedly said modestly: "Where is it, all the adults are wrong, the emperor's younger brothers and sisters have not yet shot, and Gu naturally dare not say that they can come out on top. You still need your adults to taste and correct." 257

Li You pouted inwardly, but at this time the other princes and princesses spoke up.

"Brother Huang is too modest," said the second prince, Li Kuan, "In my opinion, once this Wing Chun poem comes out, no one in the audience can compare to you!"

"Yeah, the emperor's brother Gao Cai, I absolutely can't do it!"

Li Chengqian listened with a smile, thinking that Li Kuan and the others are still very good.

Amid the praise, Li Shimin and Empress Changsun also smiled and looked at each other.

"Although he has the status of a prince, it is really a good thing that Gao Ming can be praised by the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty."

Li Shimin nodded secretly, and Empress Changsun also held Li Shimin's hand gently, looking at Li Chengqian dotingly.