After hearing Tang Ping say to call Li Bai, the two of them felt relieved.
When Li Bai was in Chang'an, he was known as the most talented person in the Tang Dynasty.
The literati inside and outside the court recognized that his talent, especially poetry, was the best in the world. Now that he was the gunman, the two of them straightened their backs.
He returned to the banquet hall with the steps of not recognizing his relatives.
"As for the talents that the adults mentioned, we don't really have many brothers, but I'm happy today. It's okay for everyone to communicate and communicate together."
Seeing that they had agreed, everyone cheered happily, and then said to Soga Ezo, "Then why not ask Soga Ezo-sama to give you a question?"
Soga Ezo glanced at the emperor and said with a smile: "Your Majesty should set the question?"
The Emperor also smiled and said: "Everyone is asking Soga-sama to come up with the questions, so you don't have to give in. I drank two more drinks today, and my head is dizzy, so I will wait for your work."
Seeing what the emperor said, Soga Ezo no longer gave in, looked at Fang Yiai and the two of them and said: "You two have traveled across the ocean and traveled thousands of miles to come to our Fuso, why not use the sea as the theme? "
"Yes, the vastness of this sea is just suitable for composing poems!" The officials nearby agreed and then looked at Fang Yiai and the two.
There was Li Bai behind the two of them, and he was completely in a daze. He said with some drunkenness, "Okay, if you use the sea as the theme, use the sea as the theme."
Soga Ezo untied the jade plaque on his waist and said, "Then I will give you all a bonus. If anyone wins, I will give this jade plaque to him."
Then a group of people shook their heads, and some even stood up first and began to recite their own masterpieces loudly.
"The sea breeze is blowing, the seagulls are croaking, looking at the sea and sky, the sea water is brushing!"
"Pfft!" Fang Yiai and the two recalled all the beatings they had received at home in their lives, but they still couldn't hold back their laughter.
Cheng Chumo even got closer to Fang Yiai and whispered, "At this level, it's not as good as Brother Ping's song from back then. You're all just water. How about we do it ourselves?"
"Are you sure?" Li Bai's voice came to their ears, which made the two of them sober up.
"No, no, no, Xiaobai, just tell me." Fang Yiai covered her mouth and said while eating.
Then Li Bai said something, and he read it loudly: "The mirror is flying under the moon, and the clouds are forming sea towers. I still feel sorry for the water in my hometown, and send my boat sailing thousands of miles away."
The Fuso officials in the banquet hall paused slightly at first, and then all applauded.
"To be able to compose such a poem in a short period of time is worthy of being a talented man of the Tang Dynasty!"
"Yes, the first two sentences describe the scene, and the last two sentences describe the emotion. The scenes blend together, making people endlessly memorable."
Suddenly, everyone, whether they understood or not, started patting the horses towards Fang Yiai.
Fang Yiai could only surrender her hands and dare not say anything.
It took a while before things gradually calmed down, and then everyone looked at Cheng Chumo again.
Fang Yiai's poem just now is actually considered to be excellent at best, but that's all.
Cheng Chumo had been thinking there for so long, but he just didn't know how he was doing.
Finally, amidst everyone's expectations, Cheng Chumo also spoke.
"When I was alive, I smiled lightly at the Nine Cauldrons. How could Wei Wu be sad for the Bronze Bird Terrace. I sang with white clouds leaning against the window. You heard the sound but waved your hand. The long wind blows from the moon and the sea, and I persuade the immortal to drink a glass of wine from afar.
The wine is full of joy and the night is divided, and the wine can be heard by raising the wine glass. "
This time, the silence lasted longer.
Because many Fuso officials, especially some military attachés, simply...didn't understand!
And Soga Ezo, who had been smiling lightly, was also slightly moved.
"When he was alive, he smiled lightly at the Nine Cauldrons. How could Wei Wu be so sad for the Bronze Bird Terrace..."
He muttered it slightly. He was familiar with Chinese history and naturally knew that the Nine Cauldrons meant the supreme imperial power.
And who is Wei Wu?
Emperor Wu of Wei was the powerful minister Cao Cao!
Cao Cao was as powerful as himself, but he never usurped the position of Emperor Han.
Although Cao Cao's failure to seize the throne had nothing to do with Tongquetai, he was only a powerful minister for so many years, but he was inextricably related to her.
Soga Ezo never thought that he would be so distracted by the first sentence of this poem.
When he came back to his senses, a long sigh finally came from the banquet hall: "The long wind blows from the moon sea, and I persuade the immortal to drink a glass of wine from afar! Mr. Cheng is so courageous and talented!"
"I think only a person with such talent and courage like Mr. Cheng can say something about the Tang Dynasty in my Fusang Street. No one can take away such heroic words."
"I'm convinced!"
All the Fuso officials in the banquet hall also expressed their admiration. Takada Genmaro even laughed loudly and said: "I originally wanted to write a poem about embarrassment, but now that I have listened to Mr. Cheng's poem, if I use my own humble work again, , that would really be a shame."
Fang Yiai and Cheng Chumo both wrote poems on the spot after listening to the questions, but no one suspected that they were cheating.
They were filled with admiration for their talents. Some of the female relatives who followed them in the side hall listened to the poems copied and read by the chamberlain. Regardless of whether they were married or not, they all looked towards the main hall with their eyes shining brightly.
Soga Ezo asked someone to give the jade plaque: "Today I can listen to the masterpieces of the two of you. I really have no regrets in this life."
"Sir Su Ga, what you said is wrong. It would be perfect if we could ask Mr. Fang and Cheng to leave some more calligraphy treasures!"
"That's right, that's right. Last time I was given the calligraphy treasure by the two adults, so I'd like to ask the two adults to give it to you today!"
Fang Yiai and the two of them wanted to write when they heard it. There was no way to cheat, so they could only wave their hands and refuse.
But these Fuso people may have misunderstood. Takada Genmaro said loudly: "You two masters only have one copy of the calligraphy. Who should get it? If we bid again, the highest bidder will win, and a good story can be passed down!" "
Fang and Cheng really don't understand the Fuso people's brain circuits. How come the one with the highest price is a good story?
But other Fuso officials applauded.
Bidding calls came one after another. You must know that the "works" of the two people that were stamped with many collection seals that day were limited to 1,300 pieces.
But now, just starting from 1,000 strings, the final price has stayed at 2,100 strings.
All the Fuso officials looked flushed and excited, and looked at Fang Cheng and Fang Cheng with their big eyes.
At this moment, Tang Ping's heavenly voice came to their ears: "Hurry up and drink two more bottles of wine, and then just think that you two are studying by yourself and doing your homework. If you are really caught in the future, If people expose it, they can still lie and say that you drank too much!"
When the two of them heard it, they finally understood.
Yes, isn't that what they're famous for?
In this case, it’s normal to write crazily and sloppily, right?
So without saying anything, the two of them took the wine bottle from the table and drank a few gulps, then took the brush from the waiter's hand.
