Chapter 108: Manuscript

"There is a fascinating cloud, and the accompany is unknowable. Hold it behind you and take advantage of it." A genius murmured looking out the window.
"Ququ is Junbei, Zhou Bai has not yet rested. Yunyan people sleep beautifully, Xu Feiqiong alone." Another gifted man looked at Le Ji next to the table and groaned with a wry expression.
"When you meet the sky, Chunxin reciprocates. But the cloud is too lush, and Jin Zhan visits the fairy." Another genius groaned and drank the wine in the glass.
Looking at these young talents and listening to the verses they chanted, Ye Zan seemed to suddenly understand why the ancient Chinese spoke of "literati liaison", and it really was riotous.
However, gradually, the young talents of the three princes and some of the princes' talents were fighting with each other. I began to say that poetry is used to help wine, but later, that is, no one is convinced, and everyone wants to be stronger than the other.
And, gradually, the flames of war raged on Ye Zan's side.
Today, the protagonist banqueted by the three princes is Ye Zan, the elder of Yuqingzong. Those young talents are incomparable with each other. Naturally, I thought of letting the protagonist judge him.
Mao, this kind of archaic poem was "eliminated" in the earth age, who would study it in the interstellar age.
Of course, the main reason for this "elimination" is because of good poetry, the ancients have written it all, and future generations have nothing to write. For example, after the Tang poems, there was the rise of Song Ci. Song Ci was called long and short sentences in the Tang Dynasty, far less than the poems on the stage. But in the Song Dynasty, it wasn't that geniuses couldn't write good Tang poems. Coupled with the improvement of Song Ci itself in all aspects, it also had the same status as Tang poems.
However, Ye Zan didn't show any fear. Anyway, in the auxiliary chip, Wan Jinyou's comments are good. Just add a few keywords and you can make this group of locals unable to hear the problem.
"I heard that Master Gong of Yu Qingzong is also proficient in poetry, song and poetry. There are still many poems spread by Master Gong in the world. Elder Ye can have such insights, presumably, he is also well-researched in the way of poetry. Is it fortunate that I saw Elder Ye's masterpiece? "Finally, a gift from the Prince's side showed a dagger after a compliment.
In fact, there are such a group of literati in the world, no matter they are jealous or whatever, they always look down on those practitioners. When they want to come, I have a famous masterpiece handed down for centuries, even if my life is less than a century. You spent your energy infuriating for thousands of years, but just like the obscure old turtle in the river, one day died and died, but nothing remained.
Of course, this look down, they will not speak, or even show. After all, the martial arts fist is broken, and if the practitioner is angry, it is even more terrifying. In fact, it can be seen from this point that the practitioners are in their hearts attributed to the rude Wufu side.
"Yes, listening to the elder Ye ’s comment on the poems of the public, it must be everyone here. If Elder Ye does not dislike it, he is willing to study and serve in the ink, and I hope that Elder Ye will get a piece of ink." The second prince Li Haomin followed. , And a little bit of meaning, directly put Ye Zan to the height of everyone in the poetry.
Don't look at this Li Haomin. Today, he looks as usual today, as if he doesn't remember what happened last night, but I'm afraid I've got a stomach ache. He was also a monk who built the foundation, and worshipped in the second-rate ancestral gate of the Qingyue Jianzong. There was no need to worry about Ye Zan.
However, yesterday, when Li Yun was successful, he also became a personal biography of Yuqing. Li Haomin didn't respond for a while, so he looked a bit deserted. And when he reacted, thinking of his performance at the time, he really wished to slap himself, and at the same time wanted to get back his face.
If Ye Zan can't make a poem, of course, it's not a big deal, but it will definitely make the scene a bit awkward. And that's enough. Anyway, Li Haomin is not able to do something that is really bad for Ye Zan, and the matter in face can be solved in face.
Hearing Li Haomin's words, Ye Zan was immediately aware of it, but he was not angry. It was really timid. It is impossible for Ye Zan to write poems by himself, but who told him to have a companion chip? There are ancient Chinese poems in the chip's database. Just copy one over!
But who's copying it? While thinking, Ye Zan stood up and said to Li Haomin, "The second emperor will not be worked on the study of the ink. The red sleeves and incense are the best thing, only the work is done."
As soon as Li Yun heard that, her face was reddish, and she quickly stood up and said, "Okay, as long as the ancestors don't find me clumsy."
It was really awkward. Princess Li Yuntangtang practiced for many years in Yuqingzong, where she had done things like studying ink. When the store brought the long case and prepared the pen and ink, Li Yun set out to research the ink on the platform and immediately showed the prototype. She poured more water first, and then splashed the ink on her sleeves. The more she tried to do well, the more she fussed.
At this time, Ye Zan had more time to search for ancient poems, and said to Li Yun, "Don't worry, take your time."
Hearing Ye Zhan's words, Li Yun slowly calmed down. Although the movements were not so smooth, they were still a little bit of ink.
At this time, Ye Zan's search in the brain also had results. Whose poetry is not only good, but also conforms to his identity as a practitioner. I am afraid that it is Li Huaxian of the ancient China.
Li Bai, the word is too white, and is also known as the fairy, and later generations are called poetry immortals, and the poems are magnificent, and there is a little transcendent immortality.
Of course, this copy cannot be copied in the first place. First, there must be immortality, and second, there must be no place names, person names, and dynasties in this world. Taking these conditions into consideration, although there are many Li Bai's poems, there are only a few search results left.
When Li Yun had studied the ink, Ye Zan picked up a writing brush and dipped it in ink.
"What a short day, a hundred years of hardship and fullness. The sky is vast and the world is too long. Xiangu hangs for two weeks, half of which is in frost. God sees the jade girl and laughs at a thousand fields. Fusang. Beidou discretionary wine, persuading the dragon to take a stand each other. Riches and wealth are not what you want, and people stay in Yanguang. "
In a short song, Ye Zanyun's pen was flying, copied on the white paper in front of him. The font is of course the ancient Chinese calligraphy font in the database. Although there is no spirit of calligraphy in it, it looks good at first glance.
There is no legend of Ma Gu in this world, so Ye Zan changed to Xian Gu. Fortunately, there are legends about the sun in this world, such as Liulong Fusang. Otherwise, it is really difficult to change.
When they saw this short song, everyone was silent. The genius who burned the fire to Ye Zan before, thinking of his poems, turned his face red.
"Okay, good poem, Elder Ye deserves to be a practitioner, this poem really deserves to be so proud!" The prince suddenly clapped and praised, breaking the silence of the table, and a group of young talents immediately complimented.
"Ashamed and ashamed," Ye Zan put down his writing brush, arched his hand to the crowd, and took Li Yun back to his seat. In fact, at this time, he should throw a brush and laugh out of the sky. However, he was only forced to make a copy of the essay. In fact, he did not quite understand the meaning of the poem, so he took it lightly.
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