"Since Xiao Chen is in trouble, let's forget it." Li Qiu said, "He has been working hard on the military these days and is exhausted mentally and physically. It is understandable that he cannot write poems for a while."
"Oh, your lord, you think I can't do it?" Xiao Chen said, "I just joked with a few people, and you still took it seriously? Hey, I can't fight, but you can't write poetry!"
This is a high-level pretense, because he can also do it when it comes to fighting.
So everyone stopped talking and quietly waited for Xiao Chen to start showing off...
"If the prince is not here, then I will blurt it out, but if the prince is here, I can't overstep it. I'd better ask the prince to sing a song first and everyone applauds!" Xiao Chen asked the prince to show off first.
This is also a reasonable thing. Everyone applauded and looked at Prince Li Qiu eagerly. At the same time, they were also slightly worried for him, because if he couldn't do it, he would be very embarrassed. Mainly because we all would be embarrassed too. …
"Haha, the brothers were supposed to be testing you, but you are testing me as the king." Li Qiu said with a smile, "In that case, I will show off my shame first, which can be considered as a way to attract others."
Under Xiao Chen's lead, everyone applauded even more enthusiastically, and more and more people came to the military camp after hearing the news, with onlookers from three floors inside and three outside.
"The sand in front of Luomapo is like snow, and the moon outside the city is like frost." Li Qiu chanted loudly, and everyone fell silent for an instant. The first two sentences were good, but just average.
"I don't know where to play the reed pipe, and I can march all the people to their hometown in one night!" After Li Qiu chanted, everyone applauded and cheered, but it was from the heart, because the last two sentences were the finishing touch, especially the last sentence, which shocked everyone. It's in my heart.
It turns out that the prince is also good at composing poetry, and he is quite good at it. As far as this poem is concerned, it can be said to be an eternal masterpiece!
In fact, this poem was written by Li Qiu when he was in Baisha City. He recited a few lines casually, but couldn't continue. It was Xiao Chen who gave him some guidance before it was complete.
When he chanted it at this moment, everyone was really shocked!
"Your Majesty, this poem is so good, I'd better not do it, otherwise I'll be compared and lose my reputation." Xiao Chen said with a smile.
Everyone was making noises, insisting that he do it.
Then you can do it even if it's difficult.
"The snowy mountains are dark with long clouds in Qinghai, the lonely moon shines slantingly on Wolong Pass, the yellow sand wears golden armor in a hundred battles, and Langya will never be returned until it is broken!" Xiao Chen wrote this poem when he was at Wolong Pass, and it was also to boost the morale of the army.
"Master Xiao's song doesn't count, we've all heard it." But Lin Feixiong came over to join in the fun and started cheering, "Do you want another song?"
The sound of asking was earth-shattering.
"Then let me sing another one?" Xiao Chen's stomach was full of poems, and he could recite a few ancient quatrains at will. He pretended to ponder for a while and said loudly, "The sand in the desert is like snow, and the moon in Yanshan Mountain is like a hook. How can it be like a golden thread?" Nao, hurry up and enjoy the clear autumn!"
This song is relatively brisk, describing everyone's deep homesickness, returning home as fast as an arrow, riding fast, with sentiments and scenery, and a blend of scenes.
Everyone applauded again and received rave reviews.
"Feng Nian, you are also a Confucian general who was born in Juzi. In this situation, you should write a poem to express your feelings." Xiao Chen caught a glimpse of Duan Qiyun standing in the crowd, and he invited him by name.
"If the prince and the marquis compose poems, my subordinates will not make a fool of themselves, right?" Duan Qiyun sounded polite when he said this, and he was obviously good at composing poems.
Everyone applauded, cheered, and whistled, asking General Duan to make a fool of himself.
"Black clouds are pressing down on the mountains and they are about to be destroyed. The armor's light is shining towards the golden scales of the sun. The sound of the trumpet is all over the sky. In the ice and snow, the swallow's fat is stuffed with the night purple. Half a red flag is facing the Yan River. The frost is heavy and the cold drum can't make any sound. Repay the king with gold. What I want from the stage is to support the Jade Dragon and die for you!" Duan Qiyun chanted and bowed deeply to Li Qiu.
"Qi Yun's poem is well done!" Li Qiu returned the favor slightly and praised him greatly.
The best are the last two sentences, 'Repay your favor on the golden stage, and support the Jade Dragon to die for you! 'It contains the meaning of repaying Li Qiu's kindness and being willing to die for it.
Everyone also applauded and exclaimed, he is indeed a scholar, he flatters her so well, and expresses his loyalty so rhymingly... I wish I could have read more books when I was young.
This is really a book that is rarely used until it is used. Otherwise, it will be brilliant together with him. It will be spread in the future and it will be famous throughout the ages.
"Aren't you a scholar? You were the first to ask us to compose a poem. You can also write one." Xiao Chen named the tall officer.
"Yes!" The tall officer clasped his fists and bowed, "My lords, the younger one is making a fool of himself. If he doesn't do well, don't laugh at me. If he does better than the prince, the marquis, and General Duan, the three of them will do the same." It’s better, please give us a slap in the face, and we’ll get some luck too!”
Everyone burst out laughing when they heard this, and scolded him for how dare he act so cool. If you dare to make the prince and marquis stand down, you won't have any good luck at all, and you'll almost have bad luck!
"The short sword followed the gun to break through the siege, the cold wind blew the blood of people flying, looking at the returning horses on the road, they were covered with red and cold iron clothes!" Although the tall man's poem is not as good as Xiao Chen, Li Qiu and Duan Qiyun, it is really good and revealing. With the pride of the frontier.
Everyone cheered loudly again, with waves of applause.
But although the poems written by them are all good, based on the meaning of the poems, it is obvious that they have been written a long time ago. Except for Xiao Chenkou, one poem is about the current affairs, and the other poems are under Baisha City and Wolong Pass. thing.
Even so, it is good enough. Not to mention that the emperor will be very happy when he sees it, and it will definitely spread throughout the world in the future.
"Lin Qi, you are also a scholar. You usually shake your head and make jokes. Now I give you a chance to make a song to show off your humiliation." Xiao Chen named Lin Qi.
"I'm definitely not as good at poetry writing as the princes and princes, and I'm not as quick-witted as General Duan and this old man." Lin Qi said, "I won't be able to write it for a while, but I wrote a poem before, so I can use it to show my shame."
"The rivers and mountains of today and in the past have no fixed basis. Amidst the sound of horns, war horses come and go frequently, and who can say anything about the desolation? The west wind blows the old red maple trees, and there are countless grievances in the past. The iron horses are fighting, and the green tombs are at dusk. How much success or failure can be achieved? Deep in the mountains, the moon shines on the snow." The poem Lin Qi recited was the one he sent to Duan Yu.
As expected, he is a son of our family, with a good family background, and the words he produced are truly beautiful! Moreover, the meaning of the poem is profound and the style is sad, which makes everyone suddenly feel something and cannot help themselves.
"Of the poems today, Ziban's is the best." Li Qiudao, "The words are magnificent and the meaning is profound. It can be said to be an eternal poem. I am still unfinished after listening to it. Ziban can fill in another one!"
"Student, you obey! Then let's write another Sauvignon Blanc!" After Lin Qi said this, he chanted another song, "Mountains are one step away, water is one step away, walking towards the border gate, thousands of tents are lit in the dark night. The wind is blowing, the snow is blowing, my hometown is shattered, my dreams are broken, and there is no such sound in my hometown!"
The sad meaning in the words instantly infected everyone's mood.
Several of the poems written by Xiao Chen and others are full of heroic sentiments, which make people feel angry and excited after listening to them.
But Lin Qi's poems reveal a sad and helpless feeling, as well as thoughts of compassion and compassion, full of anti-war sentiments, and the style is higher.
