Principal of the Heavens

Li Yi just got together and there were many people watching him, and they were all talking about him, most of them were who and where this person came from.

"The poetry meeting is to meet friends through poetry. If there are good words and sentences, it's okay to talk about it." Li Hongcheng smiled.

Fan Xian couldn't help being taken aback when he heard Li Yi's words. He himself just thought about it casually when he read this poem, if He Zongwei and Guo Baokun hadn't been entangled in front of him all the time.

Fan Xian would never take out this poem to slap them in the face. As for other occasions, whether he should say it at his age, Fan Xian didn't care at all.

Now that he finished his poem, there is still someone who dares to say another poem. Could it be that he is confident that he has a poem that is better than this one?

He Zongwei and Guo Baokun were both taken aback, but their faces immediately showed joy. Li Yi undoubtedly shared a lot of pressure for the two of them by standing up.

Li Yi looked at Fan Xian with a smile in his eyes, and then slowly opened his hands, neither in a hurry nor in a hurry, and his tone was very heroic, "Odds change and even don't change, symbols look at the quadrant."

Quiet, extremely quiet, there is no sound at the poetry meeting, except for the breathing of everyone, there is no other sound that can be overwhelmed

After Li Yi finished reading the poem, he kept staring at Fan Xian. He always believed that reciting poems is not necessarily so good for this kind of thing, or how praiseworthy they are.

You just need to let the right people understand what you mean. I don't know if Fan Xian understands what I mean.

You should understand, this sentence should usually be able to directly tell that the other party is also a time traveler.

Fan Xian is completely confused now, his thinking seems to be frozen and stopped, and he no longer thinks.

Li Yi looked at Fan Xian and didn't react. He froze in place like a plaster and didn't speak or move.

Suddenly I realized that Li Yi seemed to be a liberal arts student in his previous life, but even a liberal arts student wouldn't be ignorant of this sentence.

He Zongwei was ecstatic, he was really happy now, it was completely nonsense to make such a poem on this occasion.

Once Li Yi's reputation spread, no one would care about what happened between him and Fan Xian today.

"Since you are a villager in the mountains, why bother to speak out so arrogantly, so as to make you laugh out loud."

He Zongwei dared to say that because he had his own self-confidence. He knew all the celebrities and scholars in the capital.

But he had never met Li Yi before, so he certainly didn't know where he came out of, just like Fan Xian.

Although He Zongwei was originally a son of a poor family, but when he became a prince, he naturally felt that he was different from those people.

Li Yi didn't care about him, He Zongwei didn't need to care about his strength at all.

However, the other party's ridicule still made him very uncomfortable.

It's just that I don't know what Fan Xian's situation is now. Could it be that he didn't realize that what he said was incompatible with the people in this world?

"The hut is in a human environment, without the noise of cars and horses. How can I ask you? My heart is far away from myself. Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, I can see Nanshan leisurely. The mountain atmosphere is beautiful at sunset, and the birds return each other. There is true meaning in this, If you want to distinguish, you have forgotten the words."

Li Yi approached Fan Xian step by step, and at the same time told Tao Yuanming's poem about drinking, he couldn't believe that Fan Xian didn't know that he was a time traveler like him at this time.

It doesn’t matter if you are a liberal arts student before, if you are really a liberal arts student, it’s not like you haven’t even heard this poem!

It was obvious that Fan Xian still hadn't reacted.

"Growing beans at the foot of the South Mountain, the grass is full of beans and the bean sprouts are thin. The morning revival clears up the waste and filth, and brings the moon lotus back. The road is narrow and the grass and trees grow, and the evening dew stains my clothes. It is not a pity to stain my clothes, but my wish is not violated.

Zhao Keman and Hu Ying, Wu hook is bright with frost and snow. The silver saddle shines on the white horse, rustling like shooting stars. Killing a person in ten steps will never stop a thousand miles away. Hello. After drinking in Xinling, I took off my sword and crossed my knees. Zhu Hai will be roasted, and Hou Ying will be persuaded with a glass of wine. "

Li Yi spit out a few lines of poetry almost every step he took, all of which were of the highest quality, masterpieces in the world.

Fan Xian finally came to his senses when he was halfway through talking about how to be a knight.

Seeing Fan Xian's reaction, Li Yi stopped talking and just kept looking at him.

Fan Xian's expression was very complicated. It felt like a lost person found his hometown, or a person who had been wandering for a long time without a place to live found a place to live.

Tears welled up in his eyes, almost on the verge of falling.

Fan Xian has been in this world for nearly twenty years, and he has always been alone.

Yes, I have many relatives, but they don't understand themselves.

Until he met Li Yi, Fan Xian finally felt that he had been wandering outside for decades and met fellow villagers who came from the same place as him.

This feeling is very strange, Fan Xian really wants to rush forward, hold Li Yi in his arms, and shout that I finally found the organization.

Fan Xian's mouth opened and closed for a while, he didn't know what to say, as if thousands of words were blocked in his heart.

When Li Yi read out those poems, He Zongwei's face became very exciting.

He just mocked Li Yi for being just a countryman, but the other party instantly responded with two poems.

Those two poems describe a person living in seclusion and being contented, and they also describe the beautiful scenery and artistic conception of the mountains.

He Zongwei knew that this time he was afraid that he would be left in the capital forever.

Although the anger started from his heart, he couldn't express it, so he could only bear it for the time being and wait for the future.

Who makes himself inferior to others.

"Good poems, good poems." Li Hongcheng really did not expect that he could hear such excellent works at one time in a small poetry meeting.

Li Yi looked at Fan Xian very calmly, and kept looking at him with a faint smile.

Now Fan Xian only felt that there were thousands of words in his heart, and he wanted to exchange his heart with Li Yi, but he thought it was really inappropriate on this occasion.

Immediately turned around and asked Prince Jing's son Li Hongcheng to resign, "Your Highness, I still have some important matters to leave."

After finishing speaking, stop worrying about Li Hongcheng and immediately turned to look at Li Yi, "Fan still has two poems that I want to ask my brother for advice, I don't know."

Before Fan Xian finished talking, Li Yi nodded and his eyes lit up immediately. This guy finally came to his senses.

That's right, Fan Xian is not himself. Although he has lived a few more years, he is still just an ordinary person in terms of heart and nature.

I can't demand him with the standard I demanded of myself.

"Brother Fan please."

"Please." Fan Xian was very happy. The two of them didn't care about the other scholars or Li Hongcheng, and walked out of the hall as if there was no one else around.

Fan Xian just left the hall with an excited expression on his face, and then looked at Li Yi for a while but didn't know what to say.

"What's your name?" Fan Xian choked out such a sentence after holding back for a long time.

"Li Yi." After finishing speaking, he asked immediately, "How much is a big hammer and eighty small hammers?"

"Forty." Fan Xian spoke loudly, wishing the whole world could hear him. He was sure that Li Yi was definitely on his side.

One didn't hold back, and hugged each other tightly, "I finally found the organization!"

Although Li Yi knew that Fan Xian was excited now, he was still not used to being hugged by a big man suddenly.

Slowly peeling away the opponent's hand and pushing Fan Xian away, he coughed twice and said in embarrassment, "It's not appropriate for us two big men to hug him."

That expression, that tone, the indescribable disgust.

Fan Xian wasn't angry either, he just let go with a smile.