The next day!
Morning!
Jiwu Palace!
"Po Zhen Zi, what a great song Po Zhen Zi! In our great Wu Kingdom, there are such poets who can write such an eternal poem!" Emperor Xuanwu held Po Zhen Zi from the minister's hand, grinned, and couldn't help praising him. .
To be honest, Emperor Xuanwu was not exaggerating and excited! But Dawu, who has used force to govern the country since ancient times, is inferior to small countries such as Wu and Yue in terms of culture, and is really backward. Although Master Xuan founded the World Poetry Tower and brought together all the culture of Dawu, there were too few famous literati since ancient times.
Let's just say that this poem "Broken Array of Time" is definitely an eternal poem! It is enough to crush Dawu's 600-year-old literature. Even the two countries of Wu and Yue, which are known to be rich in culture, cannot compare with this poem.
King Qi Dongfangtian, who had seen the poetry recitation scene, immediately stepped out and reported: "Father! Our country, the Great Wu Kingdom, has always been fond of martial arts. We use force to rejuvenate the country and use force to rule the country. In terms of literature, the Wu Kingdom ranks last among the other countries! It is called the laughing point of the Three Kingdoms, and now! I have published a poem that can be called a quatrain, enough to crush all the countries."
"My son petitioned me to place this poem at the top of the literary world of the Wu Kingdom, and give the person who wrote the poem the name of "Poetry Saint"! However, I still don't know the name of the person who wrote the poem. My son thought, as for the proposed name? Just name it. Nameless, spread all over the world! When this person is found in the future, he will fill in the name with his real name."
"Yeah!"
Emperor Xuanwu stroked the beard on his chin and couldn't help but cheer.
"Okay! King Qi's idea is very clever, this method is very good! Just do what King Qi said! In addition! This poem will not only be praised in my great martial arts, but also be famous all over the world."
"Send an order! Take a while to make a few copies of this poem, and let the three countries of Yan, Wu, and Yue take a good look at it. Is there anyone who can write a poem comparable to this one?"
King Qi Dongfangtian bowed and said, "I obey the decree!"
And unknowingly, King Qi Dongfangtian showed his face again. He was the wisest, most courageous and most powerful among the princes. Today! And when he said this, Emperor Xuanwu was even more delighted.
Seeing the prince sitting on the throne made my teeth itch with hatred. The other three princes secretly cursed, also scolding King Qi for being cunning, but also scolding themselves, why didn't they expect this!
It was obviously an excellent opportunity to show his face, but it was taken away by the most powerful King Qi.
Only King Qin Dongfang Yu stood aside quietly, as if his mind was not distracted and there was no disturbance. He will quietly watch what you do.
There's no way around this!
I can only blame Xin Qiji’s poems for being so popular. It seems to write out the conflict in the hearts of the soldiers.
and! Dongfang Yu didn’t expect it either! The poem I wrote in anger could be completely defeated by the great martial arts fire. He has even reached the pinnacle of the world of martial arts, which cannot be surpassed by several countries with hundreds of years of culture.
well!
Isn't it a good thing to be famous?
If they could no longer hide it that day and were discovered by the world that the author of this poem was King Dongfang Yu of Qin, would they go crazy instantly? No! A great loser in the world can write such a masterpiece that will last forever! The name of this loser is too watery!
No! The moment Dongfang Yu left Tianxia Poetry Tower! I don't know how many noble families, Confucian scholars and students sent out a large number of secret sentries and began to inquire about the origin of the poet.
Especially King Qi, the power under this guy is not simple. If we find him through Yu Wenhu, wouldn't it mean that his reputation as a poet saint can't be hidden for long.
The morning meeting is over!
Luo Shi, the other courtyard of the harem.
These days! Because of King Dongfang Yu of Qin, Luo Shi, who had been neglected for more than ten years, seemed to have regained the favor of Emperor Xuanwu. The small courtyard was renovated inside and outside. after all! Some nights, Dongfang Yu was at the Xuanjia Military Camp. Emperor Xuanwu was still unsure about crawling into the backyard at night and eating the fishy smell!
No! Emperor Xuanwu is forty-two and Luo is thirty-five. Emperor Xuanwu is getting stronger and stronger, and the power of the dragon is still there.
"Your Highness! You are so powerful. A poem is actually a masterpiece of the ages. I'm afraid! Your Highness is the first person in hundreds of years? Now! Your Highness's reputation as a poet is spread all over the street! Yuwen I really admire you!"
when? Has Yuwenhu become a talkative guy? After staying with Xu Meng for a long time, I didn't learn the good things, so I forced myself to learn all the bad habits from the latter.
"Okay! Don't be so silly! Don't let me know when you meet your mother later," Dongfang Yu said, tilting his head.
However, today's Luo Family Courtyard seems to be much more lively than usual. and! There was also a sound of women laughing. That voice was so familiar.
Dongfang Yu just arrived at the door and stood in front of it. Looking at the nightmare-like figure inside, he couldn't help but pause.
Seeing Dongfang Yu stop suddenly, Yu Wenhu scratched his head in confusion, "Your Highness! Why don't you leave?"
Immediately after seeing it, he was not surprised, "Hey! It's Her Royal Highness the eldest princess!"
When siblings meet, shouldn't they be subtle? What! Looking at each other from a distance, you can still see flowers.
"hehe…"
"Hey! Brother Yu is back! I heard that Brother Yu has been back for a few days, but he hasn't come to see eldest sister yet!" Dongfang Yue smiled charmingly, and then walked towards Dongfang Yu in small steps.
Luo Shi couldn't help but say: "You brat, you don't know how to salute your eldest sister when I see her."
No! When the Luo family was at its most depressed, it was thanks to Dongfang Yue's frequent visits. Secretly, it was also thanks to Dongfang Yue, otherwise! How much punishment will the Luo family suffer in the harem?
"Liu Niang! Yue'er hasn't seen Yu'er for a long time and wants to catch up on old times alone!" Dongfang Yue said coquettishly.
No! This act of coquettishness made Luo Shi's heart melt. Secretly, Dongfang Yue had long been treated as his own daughter by Luo Shi.
"good!"
"You two, brother and sister, talk."
Immediately! Luo Shi hugged the beans on the stone chair and returned to the house.
"Your Highness! Since it's brother and sister reminiscing about old times, I'm going to help the Queen Mother."
"you…"
Looking at Yu Wenhu who was running away quickly, Dongfang Yu secretly cursed this guy for being unloyal.
"Sister...Sister." Dongfang Yu moved his steps and walked slowly towards the stone table.
"Walk faster! Why are you whining?"
Why! With this urging, Dongfang Yu quickly took three steps instead of two, and immediately sat quietly on the stone chair.
"Sister...Sister! What's the matter with you?" Dongfang Yu asked.
Dongfang Yue glanced at the former, "Boy, you are so brave. You have grown up! I have also heard about Beiliang's affairs. It's amazing! You pretended to be crazy and acted like a fool since you were young, so you can deceive your eldest sister, right?"
No! Dongfang Yu subconsciously covered his ears, fearing that the former's big pliers would hit his ears.
"okay!"
"Your guard just now must be Yu Wenhu!"
"I never thought that you would be a poet? Do you know that yesterday at the World Poetry Tower, I was so scared to death that my eldest sister dared to scold Master Xuan for being unworthy of the hall? You are the enemy of the world's scholars! Even my father Even if the emperor knows about it, he can't protect you."
Dongfang Yue said angrily.
Dongfang Yu deliberately pretended to be stupid, "What! What kind of poet, I don't know. You."
That is! Those eyes don't dare to wander randomly.
