I Watched Short Videos Of Beautiful Women, And The Ancients Were All Stunned

in the screen.

Qianlong, wearing a golden dragon robe, stood on the edge of the West Lake, watching the snowflakes falling into the reed flowers and disappearing, and fell into deep thought.

Behind him, all the ministers seemed to be down, and they all looked directly at Qianlong.

All the ministers, including Qianlong himself, were waiting for this fourth sentence.

Disaster,

too difficult!

Qianlong frowned and thought hard, pacing back and forth by the West Lake.

He was thinking about this fourth sentence which was extremely difficult for him!

Ah sneeze!

Ji Xiaolan sneezed.

After enduring it for a long time, he finally couldn’t help but said, “In my humble opinion, even if you fly into the reeds, you won’t see them, but they can barely be compared with the first three sentences of Long Live Lord.”

Qianlong did not enter the house, so all the ministers had to stand under the wind and snow, waiting for Qianlong’s inspiration to burst out.

Ji Xiaolan never expected that Qianlong would be so inspired by poetry when he admired the West Lake, so he wore thin clothes.

Now it’s frozen like a dog!

So I couldn’t help but fill in this last sentence for Qianlong.

“You can’t see the reed flowers even if you fly into them?”

Qianlong’s eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this.

The folding fan in his hand hit the palm of his hand hard, “Although this sentence is still a little different from what I thought in my heart, it is still worthy of it.”

“Forget it, for the sake of everyone’s love, let’s just use this to fly into the reed flowers and disappear.”

After saying that, Qianlong laughed and turned around and entered the house.

at the same time.

This poem written by Qianlong appeared next to it.

【Flying Snow】

[One piece after another, two pieces, three pieces, four or five pieces]

[Six pieces, seven pieces, eighty-nine pieces, flying into the reed flowers are gone]

The scene is frozen.

Only Qianlong’s satisfied laughter spread to all major dynasties.

Tang Dynasty.

As soon as this poem came out.

The entire literary world of the Tang Dynasty felt as if it had been hit hard in an instant!

silence!

Deathly silence.

All the poets raised their heads and looked at the sky, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

At this moment, their eyes almost popped out.

The next second.

The literary world of the Tang Dynasty exploded.

Countless poets exhale fragrance.

Among the mountains, a large river meanders.

Li Bai was boating on the lake. When he saw Qianlong writing this poem, he felt numb all over.

ah?

Qianlong held it in for a long time and finally came up with such a poem?

The fourth sentence, even with the help of external forces?

The corners of Li Bai’s mouth twitched and he murmured, “One piece after another, two pieces, three pieces, four or five pieces?”

After reading this, Li Bai really couldn’t read anymore.

Except for the last sentence, which flew into the reed flowers and disappeared, are you sure these first three sentences are poems?

Li Bai even looked sideways at the mountains not far away, and he couldn’t help but said, “One on the right, one on the right, two on the right, three on the right, four or five!”

After reading this, Li Bai couldn’t read anymore.

If this thing could be considered poetry, it would be an insult to him.

No!

This is an insult to all poets of the Tang Dynasty!

When he first heard about the 40,000 poems written by Emperor Qianlong, he was shocked.

With such productivity and perseverance, he regarded him as a god.

In his heart, this Qing poet saint was instantly raised to a very high status!

But I never expected that this famous work of the Qing poet saint would be so exaggerated.

The only poem-like last line in the whole poem was actually written by someone named Ji Xiaolan.

As for the officials who kept praising them, and words of praise came out of their mouths, he could only say that they deserved to be high officials.

this moment,

Wang Wei looked silent.

Gao Shi was silent.

Lu You looked silent.

Even the most talkative Li Qingzhao, the most talented woman in history, fell silent.

If it was of this level, let alone 40,000 poems in her lifetime, she would have no problem even if it were 100,000 poems.

And Li Qingzhao felt that she would not be as stuck as Qianlong.

Qing.

Qianlong himself couldn’t hold himself any longer.

The most worrying thing happened.

When he was enjoying the snow in the West Lake, when he read the first three sentences, he didn’t feel anything was wrong.

On the contrary, he really felt good about it.

This poem is quite suitable for the occasion!

The image is very strong.

But after that, the more he looked at it, the more he felt something was wrong.

However, this poem has been written, and it was included as a treasure by the chief eunuch, and was praised by many ministers as a good poem.

He just let it go.

But I never expected that later generations would expose this.

Moreover, when the canopy exposed it, the feeling was completely different from when he was writing poetry.

Even Qianlong himself blushed for a while!

“Ji Xiaolan, what crime do you deserve!”

Qianlong snorted coldly and said suddenly.

“ah?”

Ji Xiaolan was immediately stunned.

Does this have anything to do with him?

Qianlong said with a cold face, “If it weren’t for your last sentence that flew into the reed flowers and disappeared, how could I have disgraced such a big person?”? ”

“The mediocrity of my first three sentences was just to highlight the finishing touch of the fourth sentence and sublimate the whole poem. Now, it’s all ruined by you.”

“Now that I have been exposed by the sky, I am now embarrassed and thrown into the family of my ancestors!”

Qianlong said with a dark face and a righteous expression.

Ji Xiaolan’s eyes changed.

If the person in front of him was not Qianlong, but He Shen.

Then if Ji Xiaolan doesn’t slander his whole family, he will be considered incompetent!

But it was Qianlong, even though he had iron teeth and bronze teeth, he had to bow his head.

Ji Xiaolan knelt down and said, “I know the crime!”

Seeing Ji Xiaolan taking the blame, Qianlong felt better.

But he is not stupid. He knows that this matter has nothing to do with Ji Xiaolan. It is just for the sake of face, so naturally he will not really punish Ji Xiaolan.

Qianlong looked at Tianmu and said angrily, “I have more than 40,000 poems in my life, all of which are excellent. Why did Tianmu single out this one?”

“I’m not convinced!”

Other periods of the Qing Dynasty.

Many Qing emperors were also dumbfounded.

All the smiles on his face disappeared.

Damn it, is this what the Qing poet meant?

Kangxi felt as if there were ants crawling all over his body, and his toes seemed to be digging into the floor.

This poem is so hard to resist!

Although he had never written poetry, he was not interested in poetry at all.

But I also know the level of this poem.

Kangxi held the hand of Hongli (Qianlong), and he leaned down and looked at the young Hongli.

He reached out and stroked Hongli’s head, and said with a complex expression, “Good boy, listen to Grandpa Huang. We are born to ride horses. If we don’t have the talent to write poems, we’d better not write poems in the future.”

“Concentrate on being a good emperor, this is better than anything else.”

But Qianlong, who was still a few years old, said furiously, “No, Hongli is destined to become a poet saint of the Qing Dynasty in the future!”

“Nothing can stop my love for writing poetry!”

At that time, even though the young Hongli faced Kangxi directly, he did not bow his head.

His love for writing poetry is deep in his bones!

But the next second,

Snapped!

Kangxi slapped him hard.

soon.

The young Qianlong (Hongli) ran out of the imperial study, covering his face and crying.

He cried as he ran: “Ooooooooooo.”

“Grandpa Huang, you killed a great poet…”