Gao Wu: Just Became Suzerain, The Empress Invited Me Out Of The Mountain

Under the gaze of Fairy Yaoyue, several literati and Confucian scholars were very anxious, wishing to write a good poem about sword dance immediately.

If the poems and Yaoyue Fairy complement each other, maybe they can become famous poems handed down from generation to generation, allowing them to come out on top and win the favor of Yaoyue Fairy, and a good story about gifted scholars and beautiful ladies has been spread since then.

Unfortunately, this is very difficult.

Although the few people present were quite talented and learned, it was very difficult for them to compose a good poem in a short period of time.

Which famous poem in the world is not carefully crafted?

Seeing several people scratching their heads, but no one came out to write poems, a gleam of joy flashed in the eyes of several knight-errants, their goal has been achieved.

The disappointment in Fairy Yaoyue's eyes was fleeting, and she also knew that it was very embarrassing, after all, not everyone is a poet in this world, but poetry can be made in seven steps, but disappointment is inevitable.

Fairy Yaoyue was about to open her mouth to ease the awkward atmosphere in the venue, and just to bring up the topic, she suddenly cast a strange glance at Zhou Yuanjun, her eyes were full of tenderness, and her features were like lightning.

"Cough cough."

Zhou Yuanjun also happened to look at her, stood up and said: "Since you guys don't have any poems to dedicate to Fairy Yaoyue, I have written one, so today I'll make a fool of myself."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone in the hall was shocked.

Those knights in the rivers and lakes suddenly felt a little regretful, wouldn't they make a wedding dress for Zhou Yuanjun, right? This is all paved, so that he can manifest himself in front of others.

Impossible... Several literati and Confucian scholars looked at each other and shook their heads. They couldn't believe that the sudden appearance of "Ximen Chuuxue" had such a poetic talent. They had never heard of this name in the capital.

The other dignitaries and wealthy businessmen looked at Zhou Yuanjun blankly and did not speak. They obviously didn't think that Zhou Yuanjun could write any good poems. They even thought in their hearts that if Zhou Yuanjun's poems were not good, they would be respectable. To ridicule, to belittle his image, to reduce a great enemy.

The feminine and handsome 'young man' sitting on Zhou Yuanjun's right side glanced at him sideways, wondering if this young man who looked prettier than her in men's clothes was bragging.

Fairy Yaoyue's eyes flickered, and she was obviously very happy to hear Zhou Yuanjun's words. She stared at Zhou Yuanjun with ecstasy eyes and said, "The little girl is looking forward to it."

Under the gazing eyes, Zhou Yuanjun did not recite poems, but asked Miss Yaoyue: "I would venture to ask, what is Miss Yaoyue's surname?"

Yaoyue Huakui was stunned for a moment, hesitated and said: "The little girl's surname is Gongsun."

Zhou Yuanjun's eyes lit up, this feeling is good, there is no need to change it at all, so he whispered softly:

"Once upon a time, there was a beautiful woman named Gongsun, who swung her sword in all directions.

The viewers are as depressed as the mountains, and the sky and the earth are low for a long time.

Huo Ruyi shot nine sunsets, and he was like a dragon soaring like a group of emperors.

Come like a thunderbolt, stop the wrath, stop like Jiang Hai condenses the light. "

Zhou Yuanjun only read the first eight sentences of "Sword and Weapon", he thought it was very suitable for this occasion, as for the latter ones, it was not suitable, it was too gloomy and tragic, and the characters, places, time, etc. described were not suitable for the current situation. .

But even if there are only the first eight sentences, this is definitely a seven-character quatrain that can be famous all over the world. Zhou Yuanjun is full of confidence, and this is a masterpiece of a poet.

"Good poetry!"

"A good poem should be fully understood."

"To hear such a good poem today, this trip is worthwhile, this trip is worthwhile."

"This poem is considered the best among the seven-character quatrains. It is just eight sentences and fifty-six characters. It perfectly depicts the sword dance of Yaoyue Fairy. Immersive general."

Others nodded one after another. Even if they were not scholars, they thought the poem was very wonderful. The gorgeous rhetoric alone was beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

"Brother Feng is right. This poem is rich but not gaudy, and the layout is not rigid. The whole poem does not lose the beauty of forcefulness and integrity, and the words and sentences are well-exercised. Although the length is not too long, Inclusive but quite broad."

"I have seen many sword dance poems in my life, but it is far from this one by Mr. Ximen. This poem should be the number one sword dance poem in the world."

"When this poem is spread, the reputation of Yaoyue Fairy will spread all over the world." A young Confucian scholar in azure-colored robes with a righteous spirit in his chest concluded and commented.

The best sword dance poem in the world... Is this poem really so good?

More than a dozen guests who were not scholars looked at each other, and the same thought arose in their hearts. Although they thought the poem was very good, they couldn't tell what was so good about it, but it wouldn't be called the best sword dance poem in the world, right? .

You must know that the world is too big, Chu State is just a small country in a peaceful corner, and countless poems are circulated every year from the Eight Kingdoms of Central Continent, among which there are at least hundreds of poems about sword dance. Over time, there may be tens of thousands of poems about sword dance.

Fairy Yaoyue looked at Zhou Yuanjun affectionately at this time, her eyes were like autumn waters, with deep affection, and she said softly: "Mr. Ximen is a great talent, and the little girl bows down."

Hearing Yaoyue Huakui's words, everyone came back to their senses immediately. They didn't know that Yaoyue Huakui had already fallen in love with this handsome and handsome Ximen son, and their hearts were quite sad. The goddess they had been thinking about for a long time was about to be arched .

"Just sit as you like, the main thing is that the Yueyue lady is good at sword dancing." Zhou Yuanjun is definitely not showing his holiness in front of people, he just copied half a poem silently.

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