Faced with the doubt, Liu Sheng felt as if he had been humiliated. In his heart, he had already regarded Qin Feng as a literary giant, and he only felt that everyone's disparagement of Qin Feng was tantamount to insulting his gentleness.
Liu Sheng immediately sternly scolded: "Just listen up, you guys will evaluate Qin Feng's song "Broken Array"!"
"When I was drunk, I lit up the lamp and read the sword. I dreamed of the trumpet-playing company. Eight hundred miles away, my subordinates were burning, and the sound of fifty-stringed strings flipping outside the Great Wall. Autumn troops on the battlefield!"
When Liu Sheng read out the first half of the poem, the street outside the door of the scroll building was already silent.
Although the crowd was dominated by ordinary people, they had all read books and had a certain ability to appreciate literature.
The first half of the poem alone has already stunned everyone.
"I read the sword while I was drunk, and I dreamed of blowing the trumpets. The first six lines have already created the image of a strong man, and the second six lines encourage people to move forward bravely."
"Oh my God, what a beautiful poem!"
The scholar among the crowd was already exclaiming loudly, his eyes shining brightly.
At this moment, he finally understood why the Liang State, which valued culture over military affairs, was able to defeat Beidi, who had many soldiers and horses at the Battlefield Mountain.
It is even more understandable why a small Beixi County can make thousands of soldiers in Beidi break their teeth.
Just what kind of bravery and determination? !
There were exclamations and exclamations at the scene. The eyes of the literati and scholars no longer showed any disdain, but were filled with admiration.
At this moment, Liu Sheng continued to read: "The horse is so fast, and the bow is as frightening as a thunderbolt. It has solved the king's affairs in the world and won his reputation before and after his life. This pity happened in vain!"
hiss……
There were constant gasps from the crowd, and countless people were trembling with excitement.
Everyone knew that Qin Feng used this song "Broken Formation" to praise the fierce determination of the soldiers of the Liang Kingdom, but the Beidi people who were standing on the opposite side could not help but sigh.
"The horse is making a fool of itself, and I am shocked by the thunder and lightning... I feel like I am on the battlefield..."
"Yes, I seem to have seen it... the enemies fell off their horses one after another, the remaining soldiers were defeated, and retreated in embarrassment. The generals took the lead and took advantage of the victory to pursue them."
"How magnificent it is to settle world affairs and win a posthumous reputation!"
"If it had just ended here, this poem would be the most powerful poem in the world, but the last line, "Pity it happened in vain," casts a layer of tragedy on the poem and instantly sublimated it."
A scholar's face turned red and he sighed loudly: "It's a pity that it happened in vain. Just after reaching the top, it plummeted. It's really called... there is no battlefield to serve the country, and the body is wrapped in horse leather in the court."
"This "Broken Array" is really no less than "Out of the Fortress", and these two poems were actually written by Qin Feng."
At this moment, a burst of exclamation suddenly came from the picture scroll building.
The sights at the scene gathered together, and they saw a wealthy lady, with a flushed face and admiring eyes, hurriedly walking out of the picture scroll building.
Although everyone knew in their hearts that it would be rude to stop the woman rashly, in order to find out what happened, they had no choice but to block the young lady's way.
"Girl, this is polite, may I ask what happened in the picture scroll building?"
Facing the inquiry, the daughter-in-law bit her thin lips lightly, her eyes rippling: "I am so envious of Your Highness the Princess..."
"The Marquis of Qin not only drew an exact picture of His Highness's appearance on paper, but also composed a poem for His Highness alone."
"As graceful as a startled dragon, graceful as a swimming dragon, glowing autumn chrysanthemums, and luxuriant spring pines, as if the moon is covered by light clouds, and as misty as snow falling in the flowing wind."
The young lady's eyes were full of yearning. She originally came here for Liu Lang in the first round, but at this time, she had already moved on and her eyes were filled with Qin Feng.
This Qin Feng is not only talented, but also so romantic...
People outside the Emaki Building were shocked, and the situation inside the Emaki Building was not much better.
Jing Ci's face turned red. She bit her lip and clutched her sword tightly. She looked at Qin Feng with eyes that were sometimes resentful and sometimes shy.
He is painting and composing poems. How can this damn guy have so many means?
If not, the king is in Liang and the minister is in Di.
Even Jing Ci might not be able to withstand it.
"You are as graceful as a startling giant, as graceful as a swimming dragon. You...you are such a sweet talker."
"Don't think that I will be fond of you, huh, dreaming!"
"As long as I, Jing Ci, am still Princess Dadi, I will never be fooled by you."
Facing Jing Ci's unfounded rebuke, Qin Feng smiled evilly: "Your Highness's reaction is a little too big, isn't it?"
"I'm just telling the truth. Your Highness is indeed incredibly beautiful. Do you think I will be scolded if I tell the truth?"
As soon as these words came out, Jing Ci's breathing became rapid and her head felt dizzy.
Even though he knew Qin Feng was flattering him, he felt uncontrollably excited in his heart.
This Qin Feng is not only very deep in the city, but also has such a way of dealing with women.
Jing Ci clutched the sword, originally planning to force Qin Feng into the ring to repair it after he won the literary world.
As a result, the development of things completely exceeded Jing Ci's expectations.
She had already lost before she even entered the ring, and she was completely injured.
Especially her eyes that were watery with shame and anger completely gave her away.
Jing Ci's reaction was clearly visible to Li Yuhang, and he was filled with resentment.
"Damn Qin Feng, your highness the princess is mine!"
Li Yuhang took the risk and roared at Qin Feng: "Qin Feng, how dare you use poetry to belittle me, Princess Dadi, what kind of crime do you deserve!"
Qin Feng did not hide the disgust in his eyes. He didn't even bother to say anything and slapped Li Yuhang on the face with his backhand.
This loud slap made everyone present wake up from a dream.
The man in front of him was not only a literary giant, but also the general of the Liang Kingdom who had taken the lead in defeating Beidi. Countless people had died at the hands of Qin Feng.
For a moment, everyone couldn't tell whether the aura emanating from Qin Feng was the bookish aura or the blood-stained evil aura.
Li Yuhang covered his numb cheeks and stared at Qin Feng blankly. He never dreamed that Qin Feng would beat him in public without hesitation.
Qin Feng snorted: "I think I told you just now, don't interrupt when I'm talking to His Highness. Why are you always disobedient?"
"I don't have any good qualities as a person. I just insist on doing what I say."
"Ning Hu, pull out Li Yuhang's tongue."
Ning Hu had long disliked Li Yuhang. After hearing Qin Feng's order, Ning Hu couldn't help but let out a burst of excited and evil laughter. He rushed to Li Yuhang and pinched Li Yuhang's mouth.
Feeling that his jaw was about to be crushed, Li Yuhang finally realized that he had been touching the tiger's butt.
Li Yuhang was horrified, but unfortunately his mouth was pinched and he couldn't make any sound at all.
At this moment, Jing Ci shouted: "Qin Feng, how dare you hurt my people of Dadi?! Don't you dare let go!"
