"Prince Qin, I want to compare poetry with you!"
Li Ke was stunned, and everyone following Li Ke was stunned. Is this old guy looking for death?
Compare it to poetry?
Doesn't he know that His Highness the King of Qin is best at composing poetry?
I have written countless poems before, all of them are excellent, no, they are all quatrains.
Isn't this old boy a spy planted by King Qin on Winner?
Are they really friendly forces?
Li Ke stepped forward, looked at Mr. Wenzhong, and said, "I am not saying what I said about you, it is true, you are not worthy!"
"You said we were competing in writing articles. I wrote two articles in a row, but you vomited blood twice. In one article... no, you didn't even write a single word. Now you still want to write a poem with me?"
"Don't you know that this king is called the Immortal of Poetry by everyone in the world?"
Wen Zhong was stunned and glanced at the people around him. Everyone around Li Ke had smiles on their faces, that kind of mocking smile.
Is this guy really good at composing poetry?
I don’t believe it. It’s absolutely impossible at such a big age!
"Old Fu, have you memorized all of my poems?"
The corner of Fu An's mouth twitched. The prince had written a lot of poems, but he only remembered one. He was a martial artist and his brain was not working well, so he couldn't remember it!
"Your Highness, please forgive me. I am not very smart, so I just remembered one song."
Li Ke was speechless!
Damn it, you are like this and you still want to stay with me and be my retinue.
I'm afraid you don't want to do it anymore!
"Your Highness, please forgive me. From now on, I will definitely recite all the prince's poems and articles."
"I, that's good!"
But Fu An remembered the two articles that the prince had written just now. They seemed very long. Damn it, I'm done. This article is so long, can I do it?
But thinking that his position would be taken away by others, he made a firm determination in his heart and resolutely recited all the prince's poems and articles.
Hum, by then, I will be half a cultured person, with both civil and military skills!
Fu An stepped forward and raised his hand towards Mr. Wenzhong: "Old man, now I will recite a poem by the prince to you. You have to listen carefully."
Old Mr. Wenzhong seems to be slapping this guy's ears. Damn it, anyone dares to ride on my head. He just asked you to recite a poem, making it look like you wrote the poem!
The salute is pretty good, but you dare to call me "Lao Tzu" and ask me to listen carefully. I have never seen such a shameless person. BIquGe.biz
"This poem is called "Walking in the Army."
"It's also my favorite poem!"
"But, this poem seems to be outdated now. The Loulan clan is already a member of my Tang Dynasty."
Then he raised his hands towards Queen Loulan and the masters of the Loulan tribe and said, "Everyone, please don't bear any grudge against me. It's just a poem."
"Boy, read it quickly, what the hell!"
"My patience is limited."
Fu An was also angry. Damn it, if I read it and angered Queen Loulan and the masters of the Loulan clan, and killed me, can you afford to pay for it?
"Old man, I'm not in a hurry, why are you in a hurry?"
"My prince once said that you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry! Tofu must be tasted slowly to make it interesting!"
The winner has long been impatient. People around King Qin can send people away alive. Who are they really?
"The long clouds in Qinghai cover the snow-capped mountains, and the lonely city looks out over Yumen Pass."
"The yellow sand wears golden armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan will never be returned until it is broken."
Sure enough, Queen Loulan's face turned dark and she glared at Li Ke angrily. It was said that this poem was written by Li Ke before he conquered Loulan and died. She is really a bad person!
What's wrong with us Loulan people? Do you insist on destroying us?
Now it's good, the Loulan clan is gone, the city is destroyed, I have become a member of your Tang Dynasty, I have become your mother, and my sister and daughter have become your wife. Are you satisfied?
Li Ke coughed quickly and said with a smile: "Queen, why are you staring at me? The old man said that this poem is outdated."
"Old Fu, you are not allowed to recite this poem again, do you hear me?"
"I obey my orders and will never recite this poem again."
After listening to this poem, Mr. Wenzhong was shocked, as if he was actually there, seeing the soldiers wearing golden armor, breaking open the ancient city of the Loulan clan, and their determination to kill the enemy and serve the country was like a torrential river...
Such murderous intent...
At this time, Lao Mo also jumped out and said: "Your Highness, I have also recited two of your poems. Would you like me to recite them too?"
Li Ke didn't say anything. Just recite it. What should you say to me?
"The poem I am reciting is called "Liangzhou Ci". It was composed when His Highness was still the King of Shu when he went to Liangzhou City."
"Soldiers, read this with me..."
"Glow-in-the-dark cup of fine grape wine. If you want to drink, play the pipa immediately."
"Don't laugh, Lord, lying drunk on the battlefield. How many times have you fought in ancient times?"
All the soldiers followed Lao Mo in reciting this "Liangzhou Ci".
For a moment, everyone felt excited and wanted to drink three bowls of wine, mount their horses and kill the enemy.
"There is another song called "Out of the Barrier"."
"It is estimated that not many people know this poem, but when His Highness composed this poem, his subordinates were by his side, so he quickly wrote it down."
"The bright moon of the Qin Dynasty passed through the Tang Dynasty, and the people who marched thousands of miles have not yet returned."
"But if the flying generals of Dragon City are here, I won't teach Hu Ma to cross the Yin Mountains..."
This poem is relatively long, and every sentence is murderous, describing the tragic scene on the battlefield.
The six thousand people were the witnesses of this war of annihilation. From the time when the Western Turks' horses stepped onto the territory of the Tang Dynasty, to when the King of Qin led all the soldiers to defeat the Western Turks and destroy the country.
Every line of the poem is also a testimony of their bravery.
And that flying general Li Guang is still the ancestor of the Li family, and even more so the ancestor of the Li Jing family.
This time the flying general is not here, and the ones guarding this land are still the Li family.
The bright moon is still the bright moon of Qin and Han Dynasties, but the characters are no longer the same people as before, but what they do is the same thing, which is to drive away the Tartars and destroy the enemy country.
Both poems are frontier fortress poems, and they are the top among frontier fortress poems.
Mr. Wenzhong thinks that his poems are pretty good. He doesn't have thousands of poems. He definitely has hundreds of poems, but they are not as good as these two. Among his thousands of poems, there is no poem of this quality at all. Come.
"King Qin, these seem to be frontier poems. Do you dare to write some other poems?"
"Old guy, I'm sorry for you. Hurry up and admit defeat. How can my Highness be compared to a scum like you?"
"Yes, admit defeat and stop humiliating yourself!"
"If the competition continues, I'm afraid that this old man like you will commit suicide in shame..."
"A man in his sixties or seventies is about to be put into a coffin. His articles are not as good as those of His Highness the King of Qin. He is not even as good as a poet. It's just poetry. Isn't everyone good at it?"
"Pfft... You, you mean, you dare to say such big words that anyone can compose poetry? I don't believe it, I don't believe it..."
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