As the crown prince of Daqian, Xiao Yi would naturally not call him Yan. After all, Yan had surrendered to Daqian a long time ago and was regarded as a subsidiary of Daqian.
Therefore, they are also called Yan land and Yan people.
This is not important to Yan Shigu, Nalan Fengxiao and others. They only pay attention to the poem sent by the prince of the prison country.
Master Yan and the others were a little worried that the poems sent by the Prince of Jianguo were relatively ordinary and could not be compared with the Sauvignon Blanc written by Nalan Fengxiao, which would be a bit ridiculous and even cause Dagan to lose face again.
Nalan Fengxiao just wanted to see how the words sent by the prince of the prison country would turn out.
Through the evaluations of Her Royal Highness the Princess and Fan Wencheng about the Crown Prince of Da Qian Jian Kingdom, he knew that the Crown Prince of Da Qian Jian Kingdom was a very human being. He had the talent of Xiao Di and was comparable to Emperor Kangxi of the Yan Dynasty. Such a person would definitely not be the best. I will write a random poem and send it over.
Eunuch Huaiji stepped forward calmly, ordered someone to bring the table, and placed it on the field outside.
Then he bowed and saluted, placed the wooden plate on the table, unfolded the document himself, and asked another eunuch to hold it together, slowly unfolded it, and stood it up so that everyone could see it.
"The Sapphire Case·New Year's Eve"
"The east wind brings forth flowers and thousands of trees at night."
"More blowing down, the stars are like rain."
“BMW’s car-like appearance fills the road with beauty.
"The phoenix flute sounds, the jade pot turns light, and fish and dragons dance all night long."
"Moth snow willow golden strands."
"The laughter is filled with fragrance."
"People look for him thousands of Baidu."
"Suddenly looking back, that person is there, in a dimly lit place."
Master Yan finished reciting it silently, and then shuddered. The feeling can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words.
I really can’t describe my feelings at this moment, I am excited, emotional and ecstatic.
I thought that no one could match the sage's poem, but I didn't expect that I could still see such a beautiful poem today.
"Suddenly looking back, that person is there, in a dimly lit place."
It is so beautiful that any words of praise seem so weak, and any words of praise are so unbearable in front of this poem.
Not worthy!
Really unworthy!
It's like the saint of poetry came back to the world and wrote such a poem while half drunk and half awake.
"People look for him thousands of Baidu."
"Suddenly looking back, that person is there, in a dimly lit place."
Nalan Fengxiao kept murmuring this sentence, as if the rain came after a long drought, and he seemed to see the most wonderful scenery in the world.
Extremely excited.
Can't put it down.
Overjoyed.
But even more ashamed.
He bowed in the direction of the East Palace to express his respect.
Then he bowed and saluted towards the poem, expressing his praise for the poem and feeling ashamed of himself.
Nalan Fengxiao's calligraphy seems to be vigorous and powerful, and the strokes are like iron writing and silver hooks. He already has the style of a master.
And looking at the characters of the Prince of the Prison Kingdom, there are some words that are indescribably noble, the sky is beautiful, the fun is amiable, the method is thin and strong, the thinness and strength are wonderful, full of wealth and nobility, and even thin without losing its flesh.
Comparing the two, the words have firmly surpassed Nalan Fengxiao's poems, not to mention the poems. After this poem came out, the Yuanxi poems will probably be unmatched.
Nalan Fengxiao did not open his mouth to praise it, because any words of praise would be disrespectful to the poem.
He loved composing lyrics throughout his life, and he also tried to write very beautiful lyrics with profound artistic conception.
This time on the way to Daganzhixin, I have been doing my best to visit Dagan River and Mountains and express my ambitions.
Wrote the poem Sauvignon Blanc.
Before that, he had already had an idea and written a draft, which was revised several times.
And finally, I finally wrote the poem Sauvignon Blanc.
He was satisfied.
I think this is the best poem I have written so far.
I am also confident that I can outdo the scholars of Daqian in Hongwen Hall and improve Dayan’s reputation.
To gain some confidence for subsequent peace negotiations.
However, what he didn't expect was that the prince of the prison country sent this poem.
Regardless of whether it was written by the Prince of the Prison State or not, this poem has been published, and it has the seal of the Prince of the Prison State. The famous Confucian scholars and academicians in the Hongwen Hall are also looking at it.
He can't admit it.
Moreover, when such a poem came out, Nalan Fengxiao was very fond of it, as if he had seen a treasure.
Even if you die, you can rest in peace.
He didn't want to find out whether the poem was written by the prince of Daqianjian Kingdom.
However, just this poem made him defeated, and it was not like he chose the latter in the face of his lifelong hobby and the national justice.
Therefore, after Nalan bowed and saluted, the academicians in the Hongwen Hall seemed to be relieved and looked at him as if they were laughing.
He said calmly: "I am not talented. I have read the poems written by the sages of the Daqian Dynasty before, and I liked them quite a lot. I also tried to write a poem and asked the gentlemen to correct me."
Some bachelors looked at Nalan Fengxiao, who looked indifferent, and suddenly their eyes turned red.
Are you so fucking thick-skinned?
This poem is infinitely better than your Sauvignon Blanc, one in heaven and one on earth.
How do you still have the courage to come up with another poem and ask Mr. to correct it?
Why do you still have the dignity to stand here?
However, when Nalan Fengxiao spread out his poem and put it on the table.
The bachelors were a little stunned again.
"If life is just like the first time we met, why should the autumn wind draw a fan sadly?"
"It is easy to change an old person's heart, but it is said that an old person's heart is easy to change."
"Lishan's words are gone until midnight, and the tears and rain are still ringing, but I won't complain at all."
"How lucky I am to be a man in fine clothes. I wish I could have the same wings and branches."
This poem is actually better than the one written by Sauvignon Blanc. As Daqian bachelors who love to recite poems and compose poems, after reading it, every one of them felt respectful.
It turns out that Nalan Fengxiao still showed mercy.
If this poem had been brought out from the beginning, their faces would have been swollen.
what to do?
If it were that song, they could still say that they didn't like composing lyrics very much, and it would still be reasonable.
But this poem came out.
Who can make a poem comparable to this one?
This moment and a half.
It seems like it can’t be done!
Yan Shigu, Kong Yingda and others all had to admire this Yandi's number one poet.
Excellent literary talent.
"If life is just like the first time we met, why would the autumn wind draw a fan with sadness?" and "It is easy to change the heart of an old friend, but it is said that the heart of an old friend is easy to change." These two sentences can definitely be regarded as the best sentences handed down from generation to generation.
Yan Shigu, Kong Yingda and others only felt a little tired. A song of Sauvignon Blanc almost made them lose face.
Fortunately, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince sent a poem of sapphire, which overcame Nalan Fengxiao's Sauvignon Blanc.
Not only did it preserve the integrity of Daqian scholars, it also preserved the face of Daqian scholars.
And now, Nalan Fengxiao came up with this poem again.
The face and integrity of Daqian scholars are about to be wiped out once again!
what to do?
Some academicians secretly glanced in the direction of the East Palace.
They actually hoped that the Prince Supervisor of the East Palace could come up with another poem to top Nalan Fengxiao's poem.
