"Oh? Many people have tried it over the past thousand years, and many of them feel good. Today, the great poet also plans to challenge it?" Wei Jie asked with a smile.
Others also expressed their opinions and expectations.
For Yang Junyu, this is a very simple matter, because what Emperor Shengzong left behind is the xiaque of "The Green Jade Case·Yuan Xi".
It is not difficult to see that she must have forgotten the upper question at that time, so she only wrote the lower question.
"I think it's a bit difficult. After all, it's a word from ancient times. In our era, even if we fill it in, it would be difficult to fill in the atmosphere at that time, right?" Mei Jianshi said.
After solemnly apologizing to Xin Qiji in his heart, Yang Junyu said with a smile: "Then I'll give it a try... Thousands of flowers blossomed on the east wind night. The stars blew down like rain. The fragrance of BMW carvings filled the road. The sound of phoenix flute moved, The jade pot turns with light, and fish and dragons dance all night long."
Hearing this, the headphones fell into silence.
Yang Junyu continued to recite: "The moth is a golden wisp of snow and willow, and the laughter is full of hidden fragrance. The crowd has searched for him hundreds of times. Suddenly looking back, that person is there, in the dimly lit place."
After the chanting, the silence in the headphones continued.
Anman, who was walking beside him, lowered his head and thought, watching his fingers move around, as if he was writing it out.
Five minutes later, Wei Jie's voice sounded again: "Hey, don't tell me! I've seen many people's versions, but none of them feel as good as yours!"
"Yes, there are many well-written ones, but they always feel like they don't match well. This version sounds very matching." Hao Wenhong said.
"Amazing, he deserves to be a great poet!" Zhao Xuewen praised repeatedly.
At this time, Emperor Li Mofeng's voice suddenly sounded in Yang Junyu's headphones: "Okay! This version is indeed the most interesting to listen to!"
"Your Majesty...ahem! Master, are you here too?"
"It's okay, this is a special channel between me and the Queen. No one else can hear it except An Ran and Xiao Hui!" Li Mofeng said with a smile.
Yang Junyu breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this: "That's good."
The queen also spoke: "When I saw layman Qinglian as a child two years ago, I couldn't believe it. There is indeed no shortage of geniuses in this world."
"Well, it turns out that the Queen knew about it at that time..." Yang Junyu was a little embarrassed.
Originally I just wanted to prevent these good poems from being buried, so I posted them online, but I didn’t expect that my files had been checked two years ago.
"How can we not pay attention to such a literary giant in our Tang Dynasty? I also have a good relationship with Changsun Donglin. At that time, they all came to ask me to help him find out your true identity. I was extremely surprised to see that you are a young man. Of course, due to privacy laws, I still didn’t tell him your true identity!” the Queen said.
"Thank you Queen!"
Yang Junyu didn't expect that there was such a thing.
Changsun Donglin is the president of the Tang Dynasty Poetry and Calligraphy Association. Ever since he published poems under the account of Qinglian Jushi, he has been bombarded with messages asking him to join the Poetry Association.
However, Yang Junyu did not intend to rely on this to make money and become famous, so he did not agree to it.
However, Changsun Donglin seemed not to give up and would still send him messages from time to time.
She would even send him poems she had written and ask him to help evaluate them.
As a porter, how dare Yang Junyu judge others? Basically, every time I just say a few words of praise to get over it.
"Forget it, since you don't want to, I will not inform others of your identity. However, this poem is indeed well written. It would be a pity if it is covered with dust. Use your own trumpet to send it out!" the queen continued. .
"That's...ok." Yang Junyu nodded and agreed.
So I logged into layman Qinglian’s account and sent the complete words. Caption: I also want to share the popularity of Emperor Shengzong. I filled out a version myself, please review it.
At the same time, it also comes with a picture taken from the official live broadcast room. The photo happened to be of a carriage on one side, with artists inside playing various musical instruments.
The dark sky in the distance is filled with colorful fireworks, and a full moon hangs in the upper right corner of the picture. It is inconspicuous, but it will never be ignored.
On the boat next to the carriage, there are actors wearing traditional costumes dancing to the music, with smiling faces...
Not long after I posted it, I saw the likes and comments start to skyrocket.
He has a lot of fans on this account, but he is not usually very active.
But as long as a new work is released, it will definitely trigger a heated discussion in a short period of time.
"Damn! I feel like this version matches the best!"
"Really, there are many good ones, but if they match so well, this version is the best match!"
"As expected of layman Qinglian, this feeling is really great! I'm dreaming back to a thousand years in a flash!"
"Is there any? I still feel that it is not as good as the one written by Emperor Shengzong himself!"
"It's all nonsense. Emperor Shengzong left this half alone. After all, it was not written by one person."
…
Looking at these comments, Yang Junyu felt a little funny.
It was obviously written by one person, but it is quite interesting that someone can still question it under such circumstances.
After the first round of fireworks ended, the parade continued.
But at this time, the crowd on Zhuque Street no longer paid attention to the flying ship, but turned to look in the direction of Tai Chi Palace.
On the wall of Taiji Palace, the emperor and queen suddenly appeared, triggering a burst of cheers on Zhuque Street.
Countless people all waved their hands and cheered to greet the emperor.
The emperor and empress also waved to the crowd below with smiles on their faces.
Today the two of them are not wearing military uniforms, but traditional clothes.
The emperor wore a crown, black top, red bottoms with golden lines.
At the same time, there are gold threads embroidering mountains, rivers, sun, moon, birds and animals. Solemn yet gorgeous.
The crown on the head has beads hanging down, and its colors are constantly changing due to the flickering light around it.
Geng Yaru is also wearing a classical queen's gorgeous dress, with various hairpins of different shapes on her head.
From a distance, these hairpins look like the brilliance emitting from the back of the heads of religious mythological figures.
The two were surrounded by a group of cabinet ministers and diplomats from other countries, chatting and laughing with each other.
Standing in front of the emperor and empress was a blond and blue-eyed foreigner who was talking at this time.
After hearing this, the emperor smiled and patted his shoulder to express encouragement.
Yang Junyu, who watched this scene through the live broadcast, raised his eyebrows and could only say that this tradition is really interesting.
As mentioned before, the Tang Dynasty allowed foreigners to take exams to become officials, and this foreigner was the current magistrate of Chang'an, Yes Harder.
However, when you are an official in the Tang Dynasty, you cannot use the foreigners' first name and last name.
So his Chinese name is Hayes.
He is forty-seven years old, has been in Datang for more than 20 years, and has obtained a household registration in Datang.
And a foreigner, in the capital of the Tang Dynasty, holds the position of mayor...
This kind of thing happened only in the Tang Dynasty. It is difficult to see such a scene in other places in the world.
It feels like a huge concert scene, and the emperor and queen standing on the city wall are the stars.
The cheering crowd below are fans.
Although this analogy is not quite accurate, it does feel a bit like this.
However, this kind of grand cheering did not last long. After all, the royal family or the cabinet is definitely not as attractive as the young ladies and brothers on the flying boat.
So after the people interacted and cheered with the emperor and empress, most of their attention returned to the flying ship.
After all, there will be a second round of fireworks soon, so it is better to focus on this aspect.
Fireworks control in the Tang Dynasty was relatively strict. On weekdays, no matter weddings, moving, or funerals and other folk customs, only firecrackers were allowed, and there was a limit on the number.
As for powerful double kicks... they are completely not allowed.
Fireworks can only be set off during the Lantern Festival, and are prohibited at other times.
But when it comes to the Lantern Festival, far more people watch the fireworks than set off the fireworks in person.
Moreover, fireworks must be set off at a designated location and subject to unified scheduling, which is somewhat troublesome.
But after all, it is only once a year, so it is quite novel, and many people are willing to try it for themselves.
As for the usual sacrificial activities, although fireworks are not allowed, there are alternative products, such as iron flowers and the like.
However, not everyone can play this kind of activity, and it requires professionals to operate it.
When the time came to ten o'clock, there were obviously fewer people on both sides.
Yang Junyu and Anman temporarily stopped patrolling and found a place to sit down and drink tea.
By the way, I turned on the live broadcast and planned to see the excitement on Suzaku Street.
Although you are on duty today, it doesn’t stop you from celebrating the holidays, right?
About ten minutes later, Wei Jie suddenly spoke: "Xiao Yang, I'll give you a spot and you go check it out."
"good!"
Yang Junyu agreed, stood up and asked, "What's wrong, sister?"
"The surveillance over there has just been distorted. I suspect someone walked over there. Some older anti-filming equipment can cause this phenomenon..."
In this era, there are special interference devices that can be worn on the body to prevent oneself from appearing in the camera.
This kind of thing appeared more than two hundred years ago, but the technology was not yet mature at that time.
Although it will not be captured by the camera, on the screen, the air in the area where the device is located will feel distorted.
After generations of product updates, this situation no longer occurs with the latest anti-shooting equipment.
Of course, that is also in the face of ordinary surveillance. The advanced surveillance near the palace is not just ordinary surveillance, but also includes functions such as thermal sensing and magnetic field detection.
Yang Junyu took a look and found that the location Wei Jie shared with him was really not close, nearly three hundred meters away from him in a straight line. In the southeast direction of Tai Chi Palace.
So he accelerated his steps and ran towards the target location shared by Wei Jie.
It took Yang Junyu less than a minute to reach the location three hundred meters away, and then he carefully observed the surroundings.
There are not too many people nearby, and this is one of the streets that extends from Suzaku Street.
But now most people are on Zhuque Street, and there are only a few people on this side of the street.
Seeing an inner guard wearing a silver mask and holding a long knife approaching, many people looked at him curiously.
The drones flew directly over the terminals of the two young guys next to them and started taking pictures.
Yang Junyu carefully observed the crowd around him and asked: "Sister, I'm here, are there any other doubts?"
"Not yet, go look for it. There don't seem to be many people around here. Check to see if there is anyone suspicious. Thefts are always prone to occur at this time of year."
"clear!"
After agreeing, Yang Junyu slowed down and strolled along the street.
It is close to the wealthy area and there are many shops on both sides of the street.
Sometimes shop owners are busy going to Zhuque Street to secure a spot, and it is easy to forget to lock the door.
After walking along the street for dozens of meters, Yang Junyu passed by a young man.
It was a normal thing at first, but Yang Junyu suddenly noticed that the two people passed each other and the other party didn't even look at him!
Normally, if a person is walking on the street and passes by a law enforcement officer at close range, it is impossible not to take a glance at them!
Not to mention that Yang Junyu was holding a long knife and wearing a mask unique to the inner guard on his face. Normal people would subconsciously look at him.
Feeling something was wrong, Yang Junyu stopped and turned around. At the same time, the drone had flown out of the terminal, turned on the camera and pointed it at the man's back.
However, the other party did not appear on the screen, only a mass of twisted air.
At this time, the other party suddenly stopped and turned his head to look this way.
When he found Yang Junyu facing him, he seemed stunned for a moment, then suddenly kicked his feet and ran away!
Yang Junyu took back the drone and followed immediately.
The opponent's explosive power is not bad, but he can run quite far in an instant. But he didn't look like he had received professional training. In less than five seconds, he was caught up by Yang Junyu.
He flicked the long knife in his hand and inserted the scabbard into the front of the opponent's ankle.
The opponent was tripped and his body jumped forward.
Yang Junyu caught up from behind and reached out to grab his collar, preventing his face from hitting the ground directly.
Then he waved his hand and made the other person lie on his back on the ground.
With a "thud" sound, he hit the scabbard next to the opponent's ear and asked condescendingly: "Tell me, who are you and what are you doing here?"
While questioning, Yang Junyu pulled off the other party's clothes and found a device the size of a router on his chest.
Second generation anti-shooting jammer.
After turning it off manually, Yang Junyu controlled the drone and took a photo of him: "Qingluan, help me compare the data to verify his identity and see if he has a criminal record."
"OK."
As he finished speaking, the search results came out.
This is a factory technical supervisor who is just thirty years old this year and has no criminal record.
Seeing this result, Yang Junyu narrowed his eyes.
This guy was caught by him, and now he didn't beg for mercy or say anything. Instead, he looked calm, even with a look of relief.
His instinct told him that this was no ordinary thief, and this reaction was obviously wrong.
So he waved to the people watching the fun next to him: "Okay, it's all gone, don't watch anymore!"
Then he whispered: "Sister, this guy's reaction is not right, I want to see his detailed information!"
