I’m Really Not an Invincible Master

Right now, the prime minister is making trouble, wanting to make Bai Lin look ugly in front of civil and military officials.

The people present were very clear in their hearts.

Bai Lin knew it clearly, and Emperor Taiwu knew it even more.

But Emperor Taiwu didn't say anything to stop him.

These days, if you want to gain a foothold in the court, you have to have some skills. Although Bai Lin successfully got out of the academy before, now is the highlight.

Emperor Taiwu also wanted Bai Lin to prove himself in front of everyone, not only to convince the audience, but also to make Emperor Taiwu feel at ease.

It's the best of both worlds.

It's just that no one considered whether Bai Lin could compose poems or not.

What if it can't be done?

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Right now, with Snow as the topic, I want to compose a poem impromptu, but Mr. Zhuge claims that a poem can be completed in seven steps.

No one can match the ability of poetry and poetry in the palace.

The prime minister kept his eyes on Bai Lin, wanting to see what Bai Lin was capable of.

Obviously it is just a poem, but in fact it is no less than going to the battlefield.

So that's why Bai Lin didn't want to stay in the court. Tired of intrigue all day long?

They were not tired, but Bai Lin felt tired.

At this moment, Master Zhuge walked out.

Master Zhuge glanced at the snowflakes flying outside, with a confident smile on the corner of his mouth, and then recited: "Floating and falling from the sky."

The third step: "The figure flashes a piece of white."

Step 4: "Wrap the boundless lid with the silver attire."

Master Zhuge walked three steps in a row and said, "Turn into spring water to wash away the dust."

There are seven steps in total, and the seven-character quatrain poems in one hand have been recited.

Everyone exclaimed.

"Floating up from the sky, the body is flitting across a piece of white, and the silver dress is wrapped in the boundless cover, and it turns into spring water to wash the dust. Good poetry, good poetry!"

"As expected of Mr. Zhuge, he actually composed a poem in seven steps, and it is also a quatrain in seven characters. It's really wonderful."

"Floating up from the sky, a piece of white is passing by, such snowflakes are really beautiful."

"Wrapping the boundless cover in silver clothes, it turns into spring water to wash away the dust, and after the snow turns into water, it moistens the earth. Wonderful, wonderful!"

Everyone sighed from the bottom of their hearts.

Bai Lin almost choked to death with a sip of water.

"Is this also worthy of being called seven character quatrains?"

"Just kidding?"

The action of Bai Lin spraying water attracted everyone's attention.

"What? Does Marshal Bai look down on my poems?" Master Zhuge Zou Mei asked.

The corner of Bai Lin's mouth twitched.

"This is not a question of disdain, but a question of being too bad."

"Unexpectedly, Master Zhuge's literary talent is so unbearable, it makes people laugh out loud!"

Zhuge Daren almost vomited blood when he heard Bai Lin's words.

"you……"

He is the most talented person in the court, but now Bai Lin says he is worthless.

How can this make Mr. Zhuge not angry, he is so angry that he is dying.

Although it's a bit difficult to make a poem in seven steps, Bai Lin really doesn't like it because it's really so good.

But in the eyes of civil and military officials in the Manchu Dynasty, he was already a very good literary talent.

Although it is almost interesting, but it can be completed in seven steps, which is definitely not comparable to the difficulty of ordinary people.

Anyway, above the court, only Master Zhuge can complete it.

"Hmph! It turns out that Marshal Bai is still a person who only knows how to speak quickly."

Master Zhuge counterattacked Bufan showing weakness.

"Yeah, if you have the ability, you can make a poem in seven steps, so we admire you."

"Here you are saying that other people's poems are not good, but you are writing a poem? Let us see your skills?"

"I'm afraid you will talk big because you can't even match a hair of Master Zhuge."

At this time, Emperor Taiwu didn't say a word, he was waiting for Bai Lin's performance.

What was the final result?

He didn't know the answer, but he would have an answer soon.

Everyone was itching to see Bai Lin now, let alone come up and beat him up, but after thinking about it, he was not Bai Lin's opponent at all, so they had no choice but to give up this idea.

"Marshal Bai, now it's your turn!"

Lord Zhuge made a gesture of invitation.

"no problem!"

"It's true that a low-ranking official can't make a poem in seven steps, but it's still possible to make a poem in seven steps," Bai Lin said calmly, taking a few steps forward.

Everyone was startled.

"what did he say?"

"Seven steps and seven poems? Are you kidding me?"

"He actually said that seven poems can be made in seven steps, am I right?"

"Haha, Marshal Bai, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately!"

"Yes, in front of His Majesty, if you can't compose seven poems, it is a crime of deceiving the emperor and you will be beheaded, so it is not too late to change your words now!"

But Bai Lin shook his head.

"Xiaguan is right, it is seven steps and seven poems."

Civil and military officials were shocked again.

Seven steps and seven poems? How could such a poem be any better? This is not poetry, it is simply insulting.

"Students are humble, people like you are not worthy of poetry, really,"

"Seven steps and seven poems, this is simply a curse."

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

Just now Master Zhao gave you the steps, but you didn't go down, and now you are still bragging.

Even Emperor Taiwu looked at Bai Lin in astonishment.

If Bai Lin wrote a good poem, he would believe it, but seven steps and seven poems, this is no joke.

Poetry in seven steps is not seven times different from seven poems in seven steps.

There may have been a whole century in between.

"You don't believe it?"

"good."

"I'll show you the poem I'm writing right now."

Immediately, Bai Lin took the first step and recited: "Birds fly away in a thousand mountains, and people in a thousand paths disappear. A man in a lone boat and hat, fishing alone in the cold river and snow."

The whole audience was shocked.

"Five-character quatrains?"

"Lonely boat man with hat? Fishing alone in the cold river and snow? Wonderful! Wonderful!"

Even Xia Houdan looked at Bai Lin in shock.

Bai Lin only paused for a moment, then he moved on to the second part, reciting in his mouth: "The scenery of the northern country is covered with ice for thousands of miles, and snow is drifting for thousands of miles. Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, there is nothing left; The snake, the original galloping wax figure, wants to compete with the god of heaven. The mountains and rivers are so beautiful that countless heroes compete for their waists."

"this……"

Everyone couldn't help but gasped.

"What a magnificent poem?"

"The country is so beautiful? Attracting countless heroes to bow down? My God, isn't the leader too talented?"

Immediately, Bai Lin took the third step without hesitation.

"The sky is approaching dusk, the snow is dancing wildly, half plum blossoms and half catkins are floating. The river comes to the painting place at night, and the fisherman returns with a straw."

The corners of the mouths of the audience twitched, another exquisite poem! Bai Lin turned his head to look at Lord Zhuge, and took the fourth step: "The waves mean thousands of miles of snow, and the peach blossoms are silent for a team of spring. With a pot of wine and a body, how many people are there to be as happy as you are?"

Everyone has been dumbfounded.

Then came the fifth step, Bai Lin looked at Xia Houdan, and recited: "The north wind blows the ground and the white grass breaks, Hu Tian blows snow in August. Suddenly, like a spring breeze overnight, thousands of trees and pear trees bloom."

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Then Bai Lin recited two more famous poems in succession. Everyone in the audience looked shocked, and their hearts were completely immersed in his poems.

At this moment in the palace, only Bai Lin's voice was heard, and the rest of the people stared at Bai Li with their mouths open.

Can't even believe my ears.

After Bai Lin stopped, there was still no one talking, and the scene was quiet with the sound of a needle being dropped.

Even Emperor Taiwu, who was sitting on the dragon chair, looked at Bai Lin in shock. He had never heard such a stunning poem.

Simply unheard of.

At this time, Bai Lin had already reached the gate of the imperial palace, the silent imperial city outside in the distance.

The snowflakes were falling slowly. Although there were only a few of them, they were very suitable for the current atmosphere.

And the verses just now are still immersed in the minds of everyone, watching the snowflakes falling outside.

It's like being in the snow.

After a long time, everyone slowly recovered from the shock.

It was like experiencing a dream.

Not at all real.

"He...he really has seven steps and seven poems?"

"This... every poem is exquisite."

"This...Marshal Bai is a genius."

"It's the first time I've heard such an exquisite poem."

"It's so beautiful, every song is so beautiful."

"Sometimes it is gorgeous and magnificent, sometimes it is lonely and lonely. Every capital has a different landscape. This poem is absolutely perfect."

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