Everyone spoke one after another, wanting to know who this guy was, but it was unclear what his emotions were.
After all, this kind of opportunity, which they all wanted, has been snatched away by others, so naturally they will not give it up easily.
Qin Yun and Huang Ye didn't have much emotional fluctuations. For Qin Yun, he could be sure that this person was himself.
After all, as soon as this poem came out, the whole of Great Xia would be shocked. If he couldn't conquer an oiran, Qin Yun wouldn't believe it.
Thinking of this, Qin Yun and Huang Ye also waited quietly.
Sure enough, Yue'er looked towards Qin Yun, and then said slowly: "This is the young master."
Everyone looked back and saw the man they thought was very handsome.
"Damn it, not only did I lose completely in this aspect, but I also lost completely in terms of appearance."
"That's right, how can this boy be so handsome?"
"By the way, whose young master is this? Why have I never seen him before?"
A young master raised this question. He had never seen Qin Yun before.
Logically speaking, if there is such a person in Kyoto City, they should have known about it for a long time. After all, there is absolutely no way to keep a low profile with such an appearance.
After everyone asked around, no one knew Qin Yun's identity, which made them very confused.
"That's not right. Normally, even if the choice is made, Lady Mingyan should just sing a section. Why not today?"
At this time, a person raised questions and felt that there was a problem.
"Okay, what's going on today? Do you want to break the rules?"
"Miss Yue'er, what's going on?"
"Isn't it because Lady Mingyan also likes this guy's appearance?"
This statement has been supported by many people. After all, there is really no problem with Qin Yun's appearance. If this is really the case, they will not be convinced.
Thinking of this, they all became serious and wanted to know the answer.
After all, this matter is still quite important, and no one of the prominent sons of Kyoto City can accept being deceived.
Listening to the increasingly noisy sounds, Yue'er knew that this would be the case. After all, among these people, there was no one who was easy to bully, they were all young men.
If they made a fuss, the Mingyan courtyard would be overturned today. However, thinking of the poem in her hand, she felt that there was no problem.
"Young masters, please be patient. My wife knows that everyone will have doubts, so she has also taken out the poems written by this young master and will post them next month."
"The lady said, everyone will understand after reading it." After hearing this, these people immediately understood that what Lady Mingyan meant was that this poem suppressed them.
Even Lady Mingyan did not hesitate to change her own rules to welcome Qin Yun, which shows that this poem is really great.
Many literati fell silent, for them. Of course, this kind of thing is difficult to accept, and it also arouses curiosity. If it can make Lady Mingyan change like this, this poem should be really good.
However, the most indispensable thing here is the arrogant and domineering young master.
"Isn't that right? I want to see what kind of poetry can make Madam Mingyan so serious."
"That's right. If you can't satisfy us, today's matter will never end."
Many people made threats. After all, doing so would make them lose face. If the poem could not amaze everyone, then they would never agree.
Yue'er had no choice but to signal Qin Yun to go in first.
Qin Yun nodded slightly to Huang Ye, and then walked to the room behind.
Seeing this scene, these people became more serious, and they wanted to know what Qin Yun wrote even more.
Soon, Yue'er also posted the poem, and many people rushed over. They really wanted to know what poem this person had written that made Lady Mingyan take it so seriously.
The first person who passed by was stunned after just one glance, and the same was true for the group of people behind. These days, everyone's curiosity has been even more stimulated.
Soon, everyone gathered around this piece of paper, all lost in thought. They seemed to understand why Lady Mingyan made such a choice and why she was so excited.
"This poem is really..."
A student said slowly, but he didn't know how to describe it, or in other words, he couldn't think of a suitable adjective.
"A masterpiece handed down from generation to generation."
A scholar next to him added this sentence with a very serious expression.
Of course they know the concept of a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation, and they can say it so easily now, but this poem is really worthy of this title. From ancient times to the present, there is absolutely no poem written about the moon that can compare with this poem.
"This is the real and true master of poetry. I never thought that this young master would have such a poetic talent."
Many civilized officials, as long as they have some cultural background, are very impressed. It is also very clear what this poem represents.
"It is truly a masterpiece passed down from generation to generation."
"If word spreads, the entire Daxia literary world will be shaken."
"Not only the entire Daxia, but also the entire continent needs to be shaken."
Everyone's discussion made those ignorant young masters become curious. They couldn't appreciate it, and of course they didn't understand the gold content of this poem.
"When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine."
"Okay. I will never be able to write this kind of sentence in my life."
"That's not the point. The last two sentences are."
One person said in disgust, looking at the poem with an expression full of excitement.
"People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This is a difficult thing in ancient times."
"well!"
"This is the real artistic conception, this is the real poetry. I will not be lonely in the literary world of Daxia."
A literati was already in tears. In recent years, Daxia's literary world has not produced many masterpieces that have been handed down from generation to generation. This has always been a worry for Daxia literati.
Now it seems that this is not the case. The previous poem is absolutely unprecedented and unprecedented.
They could not think of any other poems that could compare with this one, nor could they imagine that anyone in the future could surpass this poem.
"Nung, moon and new moon."
"Hahahaha! Daxia's literary world will no longer be lonely!"
Several literati began to drink heavily and express their joy.
Those inexperienced young masters can now see that this water melody song is definitely a poem that surpasses the ancients, otherwise they would not be so excited.
This makes many people feel jealous.
"Did that person really write this?"
