"Your Highness, I just said that this is a broken poem!"
He Qian did not dare to neglect and said again.
"Remnant poems?"
Lin Yi squinted his eyes. He had already thought about where this poem came from and who wrote it.
"Yes, Your Highness."
He Qian continued: "Speaking of which, there are many rumors about this poem. It is said that there was a talented woman named Meng Jiang in ancient times. She searched for her husband for hundreds of thousands of miles. This poem is about her story. After the incident spread, , the world thought that she cried down the Yan Great Wall. In fact, what they didn’t know was that it was actually caused by the war between Dayan and the Golden Eagle Kingdom, and some rumors were even more outrageous..."
As he said this, he still wanted to laugh.
Lin Yi turned around and looked at him seriously: "Do you think it's funny?"
When He Qian heard this, he was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat and said in panic: "I don't dare! I heard all this from the people. After all, although this poem has been recorded, the poem itself has disappeared for many years..."
"I dare you to still laugh. Don't make blind comments about things you don't know about in the future."
Lin Yidao.
"yes."
He Qian nodded immediately.
Lin Yi raised his head and looked at the dilapidated Yan Great Wall. Sure enough, it was the poem he wrote "not long ago".
"Your Highness, there is another interesting thing about this poem. Over the years, people have been trying to fill in the lyrics, but they all ended in failure. I heard that this poem caused a phenomenon in the country before it was finished. If you can fill it in, not only will your talent be recognized by the world, but even your reputation will have to be severely harvested."
He Qian flattered him and said, "Your Highness is unparalleled in his ability, why not give it a try."
"Mr. He, do you want to be promoted?"
Lin Yi suddenly asked after listening to what he said.
He Qian immediately said: "Of course I do."
"Then I'll teach you, talk less and do more in the future, and you will naturally get promoted. Do you understand?" Lin Yidao.
He Qian: "......"
Of course he heard what Lin Yi meant.
Suddenly he was a little embarrassed and said: "I understand, I will definitely remember what the prince said, talk less, do more, flatter less, do more..."
"Children can be taught."
Lin Yi patted his shoulder.
The next moment, Lin Yi flashed and appeared directly in front of the tower, shocking everyone onlookers!
However, what surprised everyone even more was that His Highness the Crown Prince actually took out the cultural treasure and seemed to want to directly continue writing this poem!
"slow!"
"Your Highness, you must not do this!"
"Yes, Your Highness, if you directly continue writing this poem and the words do not convey the meaning, then this eternal famous line may be destroyed!"
"..."
For a moment, the masters from all the colleges stood up and said!
Lin Yi nodded secretly.
These masters are quite good. They are not afraid of his status as the prince. They stand up and give advice, which shows that they have a good heart and have not been polluted by those in the Holy Court.
"Masters, I have my own reasons for doing this. Just look at it." Lin Yi said with a smile.
After saying that, I turned back to dip my ink in my hand and started writing.
"Can not be done!"
Everyone panicked again, and one of the respected old masters stood up and said: "Your Highness, I really can't bear to see the famous poems ruined. If your Highness insists on writing it, why don't you talk about the poem first and think about it together?"
"Yes, Your Highness, just listen to me!"
Everyone also followed suit.
"No, you will understand after I finish writing."
Lin Yi shook his head and said.
Although he knew what the other party said was reasonable, this poem was written by him. How could anyone in this world write it better than him?
Thinking of this, Lin Yi wrote decisively.
"It's over, it's over, it's over now!"
"This eternally famous poem will cease to exist..."
"Shut up, how dare you say that? His Highness the Crown Prince will kill you later!"
"I......."
The man's face turned red immediately, and he finally walked away, not wanting to see the poems destroyed.
Many people shook their heads and sighed when they saw this. They dared to be angry but dare not speak out. They felt that what the Crown Prince did this time was really a bit too much.
According to records, there were many people who wanted to write lyrics back then, including many talented and talented people who left their names. However, none of them were written on the city walls. They were all written in books and circulated.
But it’s better for the prince to write directly as soon as he comes.
It would be too disrespectful to the seniors who wrote this poem, as well as all the literary masters.
His Royal Highness's move will be despised by the world.
However, just when everyone was disappointed, a talent soared into the sky!
boom!
The Mingzhou vision condensed into the Guanfu vision in an instant!
"You are so talented, so talented and powerful?!"
"No, listen carefully. Wen sounded eight and a half times! In other words, this poem is infinitely close to a masterpiece for the country!"
"this!"
The sudden vision instantly attracted everyone's attention!
I saw that the auspicious clouds of talent in the sky increased dozens of times compared with before. The golden light on the city wall was conceived, and the rules of literature and Taoism were gestated in it, and the fonts on it became lifelike.
What is surprising is that the font of the two lines of poetry added by His Royal Highness is exactly the same as what the ancients wrote!
This scene is simply shocking!
"The Lantern Festival is a happy one, who can look back on the past?"
"The history of history is broken by the fatigue of a hundred battles, and a lonely soul weeps blood for a long time."
"Good words, good words!"
"Not only are the fonts of these two sentences the same as those of the ancients, but the artistic conception is also perfectly matched! It's as if the ancients wrote it themselves. Your Highness, you are truly a god!"
"I actually cried. It's all because this poem was so well written that it made me cry..."
"Since ancient times, there have been dozens of poems written about Meng Jiang, including many poems about Mingfu, but the one in front of me truly represents the perfect allusion of Meng Jiang's search for her husband!"
"It's a pity that the talent of this poem has been weakened a lot after being buried for nearly two thousand years. Otherwise, this vision of heaven and earth will definitely reach the level of a national masterpiece!"
"No matter what, based on this poem, His Highness is the ultimate Saint Master in my heart!"
"To be able to see this ancient poem perfectly reproduced in my lifetime, Your Highness, please accept me and bow down to show my respect!"
"Please accept the next prayer!"
"We would like to call His Highness our teacher. Your Highness will live a thousand years, a thousand years!"
"..."
For a time, countless voices of admiration came from my ears, and hundreds of thousands of talented people and beauties were shocked, making this poem more of a country than a country!
Lin Yi didn't say anything, clasped his fists and left silently.
Everyone is left here to observe this poem.
"I greatly admire His Highness's poetic talent. However, why is His Highness leaving in such a hurry? Why not take this opportunity to regain the hearts of the people? Maybe the academies in the three northern prefectures will have a chance to conquer..." He Qian caught up and asked. .
"Father is looking for me."
Lin Yi said calmly.
Immediately, he connected with Lin Yunhong's soul through the national luck ring.
Soon the two father and son came face to face in a strange way.
Lin Yi saluted and said, "What does the father want from his son?"
"Yier, when will you return to Kyoto?" Lin Yunhong asked.
"My son has to go back, but there is one more thing that he needs to go to Yunze Mansion before returning to Kyoto." Lin Yi said truthfully, he still wanted to check the clues given by the future letter.
"Is it related to the Humanity Sect?"
"yes."
"I just received news that your adoptive father Su Huaizhi once appeared in Yunze Mansion..."
Hearing this, Lin Yi's expression changed drastically and he said, "That's bad, I've just scared the grass and scared the snake!"
"What are you trying to do to alert the enemy?"
Lin Yunhong said doubtfully.
Lin Yi frowned and explained the matter roughly. Lin Yunhong was directly shocked by Long Yan: "Yi'er, you can actually physically travel through the river of time?"
After the shock, Lin Yunhong said melancholy: "Unexpectedly, your mother-in-law understands you better than I do, and she helped you at critical moments. In this case, you have to return to Beijing as soon as possible!"
"Why?"
"Someone from the Tiandao Sect is here, and your mother is the Taoist Master of the Tiandao Sect today! However, her situation is a bit special. I will tell you everything in detail after you come back."
