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The maid glanced at Liu Yunmeng, hesitated for a moment, and nodded: "Yes."

After a while, a set of pen, ink, paper and inkstone were placed in front of Ren Pingsheng.

Ren Pingsheng drank the wine in the cup, picked up the pen and dipped it in ink, and wrote the poem in his memory.

After writing a poem, the pent-up energy in his heart disappeared.

But just a few lines of text can greatly inspire people's hearts and give them hope and strength.

This is the magic of great works!

"I hope this poem by the poet can help my sister-in-law get out of depression."

With this idea in mind, Ren Pingsheng handed the poem to Liu Yunmeng beside him.

Liu Yunmeng took it subconsciously and asked curiously: "What is this?"

Ren Pingsheng said: "Your Highness will know after reading it."

Seeing his solemn face, Liu Yunmeng thought it was an important secret, and opened it carefully, only to find that it was a poem.

"A golden cup of clear wine costs ten thousand, and a jade plate of delicacies costs ten thousand."

Liu Yunmeng browsed it carefully and read it out unconsciously.

Not far away.

Several young officials heard Liu Yunmeng reciting poems and looked at her subconsciously.

"It's rare that Princess Yunhe can write poems."

"A golden cup of clear wine costs ten thousand, and a jade plate of delicacies costs ten thousand. It fits the current situation and is a good sentence."

Liu Yunmeng didn't notice the gazes of several people and continued to read.

"I can't eat even if I put down my cup and chopsticks, and I look around with my sword drawn, my heart is at a loss."

The voice fell.

Several young officials were stunned.

"Just now it was fine wine and delicious food, and the hospitality was warm, but in a blink of an eye, I put down my cup and chopsticks, and I was at a loss when I drew my sword. This turn is a bit interesting."

They are all new Jinshi in recent years. Their literary appreciation level is better than that of the children of nobles. Naturally, they can feel the intense emotional changes contained in these two lines of poetry.

"I want to cross the Linhe River, the ice blocks the river, and I will climb the Daluo Mountain covered with snow."

Linhe is the most turbulent river in the Great Zhou, located in Jiangzhou in the southeast.

Daluo is the most precipitous mountain range in the Great Zhou, located in Yunzhou in the northern border.

Liu Yunmeng had heard of it but had never been there, so she didn't have much feeling and just recited it in a plain tone.

At the same time, more and more people noticed that she was reciting poems.

"Is Princess Yunhe writing poems?"

"What a rare thing!"

Everyone cast curious eyes.

When they heard these two lines of poetry, they were all stunned.

They thought that it was not easy for the princess to be able to write parallelism, but they didn't expect that these lines of poetry were surprisingly good.

At this moment, someone was already asking about the poems that the princess had recited before.

"I fished in the green stream at leisure, and suddenly I dreamed of the sun on a boat."

Liu Yunmeng recited the poem without distraction, and didn't notice that the surroundings had become quiet.

"These two sentences seem to be meaningless here, just to make up the number?"

"Maybe some obscure allusions are used, you and I don't know."

"With the princess's level, can she use allusions?"

"Ten taels of silver, or tell the princess that you made up her!"

"You are shameless!"

While everyone was discussing, Liu Yunmeng spoke again:

"It is difficult to travel, it is difficult to travel, there are many forks, where are they now?"

At this moment, only Liu Yunmeng's voice was echoing in the whole hall.

The voice fell.

Everyone felt a sense of depression and hesitation, and they were a little depressed for a while.

Literati always think that they are talented but not appreciated. Even if they have entered the six ministries and nine ministers, as long as they have not entered the cabinet, they feel that their talents have nowhere to display.

So when they heard this poem, they all put themselves into it and sighed.

Some people even looked sad and repeated in their hearts: It is difficult to travel, it is difficult to travel, there are many forks, where are they now?

Just when the depression and melancholy spread in the hall.

Liu Yunmeng recited the last sentence.

"There will be a time to ride the wind and waves, and set sail to cross the vast sea."

Instantly.

The hall was silent.

Pah!

Someone's wine cup fell to the ground, making a crisp sound that echoed in the hall for a long time.

Everyone still didn't make a sound, immersed in the heroic spirit of "There will be a time to ride the wind and waves, and set sail to cross the vast sea", unable to extricate themselves.

The scholar who was originally full of sorrow, recited this poem in his heart, and suddenly a surge of courage and strength surged in his heart, as if no matter how difficult the road ahead was, it was not worth mentioning!

And warriors like Yuan Zhe, although not as deeply touched as the scholars, also felt an excited emotion that could not be described in words.

Of course.

There were also some unlearned princes and nobles in the hall, with a blank look on their faces, not knowing why everyone suddenly became quiet.

And Liu Yunmeng, who recited this poem, felt the same as the warriors.

After reading it, the original lost emotion was swept away, and he felt refreshed all over.

I don't know what's good about this poem, but I just think it's good.

"Ren Pingsheng, is this poem written for me?"

Liu Yunmeng looked at Ren Pingsheng, blinked, and asked curiously.

She could feel encouraged by the poem, so she naturally thought that Ren Pingsheng was using this poem to comfort himself.

Ren Pingsheng wanted to say that it was written by the poet Li Bai.

On second thought, it always feels like a whore trying to build a memorial archway.

After all, even if you say that, others can't find Li Bai, and they will still attribute this poem to him.

Instead of plagiarizing in a coy way.

It's better to be open and get it for free.

This is the thought.

Ren Pingsheng nodded confidently: "That's right."

As soon as the voice fell.

The whole hall was filled with heated discussions.

"So it was written by the Prince of Zhenbei. I said that with Princess Yunhe's level, she couldn't write such a poem anyway!"

"I didn't expect the Prince of Zhenbei to have such a talent for poetry!"

"I want to cross the Linhe River, and I will climb the Daluo Mountain, which is covered with snow. Daluo is located in the northern border, and only the cultivators in the northern border can climb to the top. When I read this, I guessed that the author must be from the northern border!"

"I have heard for a long time that the Prince of Zhenbei has mediocre talent, but he is unwilling to sink. He spends a lot of time practicing every day, and has never given up until today. Only people like him can write sentences like "There will be a time to ride the wind and waves, and set sail to cross the sea!"

Everyone looked at Ren Pingsheng, and compared with the previous indifference and teasing, there was a little more admiration.

Liu Yunmeng heard the discussions around her, and then realized that the poem of her nephew was so good that it could be praised by so many new scholars!

Such a good poem was given to her.

When she thought of this, she felt happy.

"My nephew has done well. I have taken good care of him these days."

Liu Yunmeng's delicate face was a little proud, and her eyebrows were full of smiles.

Just when she was immersed in the joy brought by Ren Pingsheng.

Not far away.

A young man in simple clothes suddenly stood up and recited in an impassioned voice.

"It is difficult to travel, it is difficult to travel, there are many forks in the road, where are you now?"

"There will be a time to ride the wind and waves, and set sail to cross the sea!"

Liu Yunmeng was startled by him, turned his head and looked, muttering in his heart: Who is this? What's wrong?

The others realized something and cast a surprised look.

"Is Yang Sheng going to break through?"

"Just because of a poem?"