The Most Powerful Young Man

If Xiao Yao was given some more time, he might be able to think of a poem more appropriate than this one.

But at the moment, he just wanted to read the poem.

The emperor couldn't get on the ship, and he claimed that the minister was a fairy in the wine!

Xiao Yao is not a courtier of Beilu, he has changed to a "me", and he sounds a little uncoordinated, but how can he care so much at this time?

He felt that this sentence is good to put here.

As long as I can express my innermost thoughts, it is enough.

The poem that Xiao Yao chanted before was Li Bai’s "Eight Immortals in Drinking Song". Originally, this poem was definitely not a seven-character quatrain, but there are too many contents in the complete content that have not appeared in the world of Lingwu, such as The first sentence is that Zhizhang rides a horse like a boat-do you think Wang Wenge and his father can know who Zhizhang is?

Isn't this embarrassing people?

In order not to reveal the stuff, Xiao Yao had no choice but to delete this poem, and it did lose a lot of flavor. This is no way. For Xiao Yao, as long as he can call the emperor completely. It is enough to express the central idea of ​​boarding.

After reading his poem, Tai Fu, Wang Wenge, and Peng Wuwang were all dumbfounded.

To say that the Tai Fu and Wang Wenge’s expressions of consternation at this time, Xiao Yao can still understand, but Peng Wuwang looks like he has seen a ghost, Xiao Yao is a bit incomprehensible, so special, and has no culture, pretends What cultural person...

"Xiao Yao, when did you write this poem?" Wang Wenge couldn't help asking.

Because of the consternation in his heart, the name for Xiao Yao changed from "Mr. Xiao" to his first name.

Xiao Yao blinked his eyes and looked at Wang Wenge, and said, "What do you mean by when was it written? Just now!"

"Improvisation?!" Wang Wenge seemed a little weird.

Xiao Yao nodded, anyway, he didn't blow this kind of cowhide, he was used to it now. If you said that he would feel a little embarrassed at first, but now that the number of times is increasing, he doesn't care anymore. Anyway, he was not a shy person easily, if he would blush if he brags, Xiao Yao is red. It's a baby.

At this time, Wang Taifu also stood up and looked at Xiao Yao. He opened his mouth, and the muscles at the corners of his mouth were trembling slightly, but after a long time, he didn't say a complete sentence.

"Fortunately, fortunately..." In the end, Wang Taifu just repeated these two words. Xiao Yao didn't understand what Wang Taifu meant after listening for a long time.

"Master, why are you lucky?" Xiao Yao couldn't help asking.

"It is fortunate to see this person and to hear this poem..." Wang Taifu said with a smile.

Xiao Yao couldn't speak at once. Even if shamelessness was normal for Xiao Yao, he still felt extremely ashamed to hear Tai Fu's praise.

"Tao Fu's words are serious." Xiao Yao said quickly.

Wang Taifu ignored Xiao Yao, but waved his hand: "It was originally like this."

Xiao Yao was completely speechless, mainly because the evaluation Wang Taifu gave him was too big, and he felt a little ashamed of it...

But it doesn't matter if you think about it, anyway, now Wang Taifu is not praised by him. It is Li Bai's turn to be embarrassed. What is so shy about him.

"I heard that Wang Wenge said before, Mr. Genius, now it seems that what he said is true!" Wang Taifu directly called Xiao Yao Mr. because of a poem, and even stretched out his hand to make a contempt.

Xiao Yao hurriedly stepped aside and said with a wry smile: "Tao Fu loves too much. How can I have that ability? Besides, I am a junior, so how can I let you carry your luggage, let alone your husband."

"In the Bachelor's House, I only recognize knowledge!" Wang Taifu said sternly.

Xiao Yao could only scratch the back of his head to remain silent.

"Mr. Xiao, can we use the moon as the subject?" Wang Taifu suddenly stretched out his hand, pointed to the rising moon outside, and said with a smile.

It seems that Wang Taifu is addicted to listening to Xiao Yao's poems.

Xiao Yao was stunned, and was silent for a while, only nodding.

He knew that Wang Taifu not only wanted to listen, but also wanted to test whether he had a talent worthy of his praise. Although the song was made on the spot, who is right?

"You have to add wine, how about it?" Wang Wenge also said with a smile.

Wang Wenge's proposal was deeply intent.

After adding a month and then adding wine, Taifu Wang couldn't believe it. Could Xiao Yao still be prepared before?

Xiao Yao laughed and nodded without hesitating, "Okay."

Before Wang Taifu talked about the theme of the month, Xiao Yao thought of a poem. Coincidentally, there happened to be wine in this poem.

He even wondered if Wang Wenge was the roundworm in his stomach, otherwise, how could he know what he was thinking? This is so cooperative!

Xiao Yao picked up a glass of wine, walked to the door, pondered for a moment, and said loudly: "There is a pot of wine in the flower room, and there is no blind date for a drink alone. A toast to invite the bright moon, and the shadows will become three people. The moon will not drink, the shadow disciples will follow me. Temporarily accompany the moon and shadows, music must be in the spring. My song and moon linger, my dance and shadows are chaotic. When I wake up, we meet and enjoy, and when we are drunk, we will disperse. Forever, we will travel ruthlessly, and we will be in love with Yun Han."

After reciting a poem, Xiao Yao came to feel it, and directly took the wine glass and drank the wine in the glass.

At this time, he wanted to thank his grandfather. If he hadn't forced himself to read these invisible poems and songs every day when he was a child, how could he now have such a good opportunity to pretend. Forced? He even wondered if Grandpa knew that he would experience this a long time ago, so he was prepared for his pretence and forced the journey and laid the groundwork.

Xiao Yao felt uncomfortable, so he asked, "How about another word?"

At this time, Wang Taifu, Wang Wenge and Peng Wuwang have not recovered from the poem just now.

Hearing Xiao Yao's words, Wang Taifu just subconsciously nodded.

When he came back to his senses, it was deeply shocked.

This guy, it's not enough to make a stunning poem. In such a short period of time, he still thought of words?

Is this kid really a genius?

Wang Wenge also stared at Xiao Yao with wide eyes, his inner shock was no less than his father's. Although he knew Xiao Yao was a talented person before that, he did not expect that Xiao Yao's talent had reached such a level.

Peng Wuwang didn't feel anything special.

He just thinks that Xiao Yao's poem is not bad, but the artistic conception in it is really difficult for him to understand. But even if he didn't understand, he could see something from the faces of Wang Taifu and Wang Wenge. Obviously, Xiao Yao's previous poems were very good.

"When is the bright moon? Ask the blue sky about the wine. I don't know what year the palace is in the sky. I don't know what year it is tonight. I want to take the wind to return, and I fear Qionglou Yuyu, high in the cold, dancing to figure out how the shadows look like in the world. Turn to Zhu Pavilion, There should be no hate in the low family, and there should be no sleep. There should be no hate. What is the long time to turn? People have sorrows and joys, and the moon has cloudy and sunny. This matter is difficult in ancient times. I hope that people will last forever.

This poem is something Xiao Yao likes better, and it is relatively widely spread. On the earth, many children can recite it aloud, and it is also because it is still a song.

In fact, when Xiao Yao read this poem, he was thinking of his mother, Xia Yixing and Li Xiaoxiao.

Originally, this poem contained Su Shi's longing for his family.

After reading this poem, Xiao Yao's mood turned out to be uneasy for a long time.

After waiting for a long time, he sighed, and suddenly felt a bit weird, and there was no sound behind him. Doesn't such a ci brand name exist in the Lingwu world? If this is the case, the word format that I made may be difficult for them to accept.

When Xiao Yao turned his face, he found an extremely strange scene.

Wang Wenge and Wang Taifu were already very excited. Among them, Wang Taifu was the most exaggerated, tearing directly.

The reason why Peng Wuwang didn't speak was because he was completely confused at this time.

He also didn't expect that just a single word could make Wang Wenge and Wang Taifu's emotions extremely excited.

Are the nerves of scholars so fragile?

Anyway, Peng Wuwang found it difficult to understand.

"Sir, great talent!" Wang Taifu rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand, and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes. "This word reminds me of many departed relatives...I hope that people will be long, and there will be joys and sorrows together? , The moon is overcast and clear, and there is no shortage...No matter which sentence is picked, it can be passed on!"

Xiao Yao smiled.

He is not a real literati. Whether it is his poems or songs, they are copied from the previous world. Xiao Yao is just a porter, so he also feels that the emotions of Wang Taifu and Wang Wenge at this time are a bit difficult to understand. In fact, as a literati, who doesn't want his works to be popular forever?

"It's not in vain for this life!" After Wang Taifu finished crying, he burst into laughter, almost making Xiao Yao think he was a neurotic.

"There is only one stone in the world, and Mr. Xiao has eight fights alone!" Wang Wenge said seriously.

In this case, it has appeared on Earth, but the name of the person has changed.

Xiao Yao didn't expect this to happen by mistake, and this sentence was actually applied to himself.

Cao Zijian shouldn't mind, right?

"I'm relieved too." Wang Taifu breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile.

"Don't worry?" Xiao Yao was taken aback.

"Don't worry, let you take Wang Wenge to Yangcheng." Wang Taifu said with a smile, "My son, of course, is not a good tool, but fortunately, he has some talents. Of course, compared to Mr. Xiao, he is a thousand miles away, but he can help a little bit. Busy, it should still be possible."

When Wang Wenge heard his father's words, his pupils suddenly shrank.

Xiao Yao was also shocked.

No one thought that Wang Taifu would make such an arrangement.

Is Wang Wenge talented?

This is almost certain. If not, why should Wu Li take Wang Wenge so seriously?

People in the world, why bother to look up to Wang Wenge?

If you can really turn Wang Wenge to Yangcheng, Wu Wutong and Zhao Danxuan will both be crazy, right?