Chapter 106: Poems of Emperors

Judging from the only remaining literary quality in Li Shi's previous life, I have to admit that Long Aotian's poem was indeed well written.
Moreover, the confidence and aura of Long Aotian when he wrote the poem made Li Shi confirm that the poem was indeed written by himself and had nothing to do with the guard.
Li Shi had to admit that he really missed it this time.
There really is no absolute waste in the world!
Long Aotian, who seemed upright and stupid like a dumb, seemed to have completely changed himself when he wrote poems.
If it were an ordinary person, it might really have to succumb to Long Aotian's literary talent at this time.
It's a pity, I... Bah... I'm Li Shikai hung up!
He is not like Long Aotian. He has been preparing for a long time before and after, and he has a poem that he has read in his previous life.
"The sun shines brilliantly at first, and thousands of mountains are like fire."
When he heard only the first two sentences, the guard and Wei Chengan were full of complacency, with a mocking smile: "This level of poetry can be written by a young child, right? This funny thing can dare to call it. poetry?"
Wei Hong and the others also shook their heads one after another. It seems that there should be no suspense in this duel, Long Aotian is about to win.
"A round will go up to the heavens in an instant, retreating the stars and the waning moon."
As soon as these two finishing touches came out, the whole hall instantly became quiet!
The first two sentences simply describe the scene of the rising sun, which seems rough and simple.
But when these last two sentences came out, they really brought the whole poem to life!
A round of red sun rose slowly, and the dazzling light directly pushed back the stars and the moonlight remaining in the sky!
It announced to the world: This sky can only be dominated by my sun!
Just like Li Shi standing in the hall at this moment, he is the only one who shines, and the rest are the pearls of rice that set off him.
Everyone seemed to see from the poem an emperor who looked up and watched the sun, determined to wipe out the remaining forces in the world and rule thousands of miles!
This is an emperor's poem that is bold and overwhelming!
Any other poems will bow their heads in front of it, dull and dull!
Wei Chengan and the guard opened their mouths, trying to say something, but found that they could not find any shortcomings in the poem, nor could they find any words to refute Li Shi.
The two aggrieved faces were wonderful, and they were filled with anger, as if they had opened a big dye vat.
Yang Luokui's inner evaluation of Li Shi couldn't help raising another level.
This person is terrifying! Is there anything he can’t do?
Yang Luokui reminded himself once again, don't offend Li Shi!
As for Wei Ziling, she was rather calm. She had an inexplicable sense of admiration for Li Shi, and it seemed that no matter how horrifying things Li Shi did, it should be for her.
The more Zhao Yurou looked at Li Shi, the happier she was, exactly like the look in her mother-in-law's eyes.
Wei Hong's eyes are already full of suspicion. He has been riding in the Shanghai for many years, and this still seems to be seen.
Li Shi didn't hide his ambitions when he wrote the poem, but instead substituted himself into the eternal emperor Zhao Kuangyin. The aura of the superior who pointed the country couldn't hide it.
Before Li Shi deliberately hid himself, and Wei Hong was preconceived, thinking that he was the concierge, and always looked down on Li Shi in his heart.
At this time, he carefully looked at Li Shi, but found that he was brilliant and upright, how could it be the heroic figure that an ordinary concierge should have?
Coupled with the fact that this person named Li Min is as close to the age of the rumored city lord, Wei Hong slowly overlaps the two shadows in his heart, and horror and fear flashes in his eyes!
Long Aotian turned his head silly, and said to the guard: "Long San, the poems written by this man really seem to be better than mine."