Rule the Roost in the Tang Dynasty: Five hundred and fifty-five “Spring Issues on the Lake”

Bai Chun squinted indifferently with a shocked look, thinking about this song "Qiantang Lake Spring Trip" Yang Jikang, then look at Zhang Yi and Shen Junliang, who are also shocked, naturally also inexplicable A sense of accomplishment.

Although this poem was made by His Royal Highness, His Royal Highness insisted on letting himself recognize his own name. Now that the poem is overwhelming the audience after reading it out, watching everyone admire, ponder, and even look for every poem, looking forward to West Lake The rest of the people are full of pride.

It turned out that I wrote a poem, and it brought such a feeling. No wonder your Royal Highness...it's not right, but your Royal Highness hasn't published a new poem for a long time.

"Impossible!" Yang Jikang stood up suddenly, looked at the relaxed expression on his face, looked at the mountains and rivers, and said coldly: "It is absolutely impossible for you to improvise, it must have been done well. Otherwise, how could you be able to make such a great poem in such a short time!"

Following Yang Jikang's suspicion, some people on and off the stage gave up recollecting this poem, echoing Yang Jikang's suspicion, yelling that this is definitely not an impromptu poem.

"Why is it impossible? Miss Bai's poem, whether it is the first sentence or the next sentence, is not far from the surroundings of the West Lake, and it describes every scene in the right place, regardless of the season and location. , Obviously Miss Bai did improvisation just now, how could it not be?" Zhang Yi heard Yang Jikang’s opposition and suspicion, and stood up again, watching Yang Jikang retort.

"Brother Yang, even if this poem was not improvised by Miss Bai, it was also made by Miss Bai? Or from whom did you hear this poem? Or you can’t make such a great work, don’t want Would you like to bet and lose?" Shen Junliang also deeply admired Bai Chun's talents, and at this time he disregarded Yang Jikang's background and background, retorted.

Yang Jikang looked at Bai Chun with a relaxed face, and then at the literati and mosques on and off the stage, but seeing that no one dared to stand up and say that he had heard this poem before, and he was a little flustered and annoyed at the moment. How to refute Zhang Yi and Shen Junliang's defense of Bai Chun.

Moreover, after they have done it, they have to make an equally good masterpiece, but...but obviously this Miss Bai’s poems have portrayed the surrounding scenery to the extreme, and I want to fulfil the circumstances. It is completely impossible for a poem to be a great masterpiece.

I can’t do it myself, and I don’t want to admit defeat and let them go, so what should I do now? If you really want to compose poems by yourself, you will definitely be compared to others. What's more, you can talk nonsense when your ears are hot, and you can't get on the stage.

"The little girl didn’t feel like this sister Bai did improvisation. It’s very simple to prove that she did improvisation. As long as Sister Bai did another song. In a short period of time, to give such a great piece of work for the occasion, it is not difficult to want to make another one." The young woman next to her suddenly said.

This time her interruption was approved by Yang Jikang, so she immediately agreed: "Yes, as long as Miss Bai makes another song, then I admit that you made this song on an improvisational basis, and I am willing to follow it. Give up, how?"

"How can Brother Yang go back in front of everyone like this? What I have just said is clear and plain, Miss Bai composes a poem, Brother Yang, you compose a poem, let everyone present to comment on whose poems Excellent, now that Brother Yang hasn't made one poem, he has to ask Miss Bai to write another poem. Isn't that reasonable?" Zhang Yi also continued to maintain Bai Chun.

"What Zhang Houye said is extremely true. Let’s not say that Brother Yang has not fulfilled his promise to write a poem, but let Miss Bai write a poem again. It has already made people think that Brother Yang cannot afford to lose. Let’s make things difficult, let’s not forget that the poetry and prose, as everyone here knows, does not come out of thin air, what is needed is inspiration. Today, it is rare for Miss Bai to create such a masterpiece. I have never heard of anyone who can give two in a row. The first great masterpiece, Brother Yang is obviously deliberately making things difficult for Miss Bai, isn't it?" Shen Junliang has a flexible mind. Seeing Yang Jikang's resolute attitude, he obviously won't let them go easily.

So I hope that everyone present can distinguish right from wrong and stand up for justice, even if it is to put some extra pressure on Yang Jikang, it is a good thing.

"Yes, the poetry and prose were originally focused on the moment of inspiration. Now it is very rare to make such a masterpiece. Even if Miss Bai is so talented and looks like a fairy, she can't be so embarrassed?"

"Young Master Yang is deliberately making things difficult. If he can't do it by himself, and he doesn't want to admit defeat, he simply shamed him."

"Let Ms. Bai make another song. I'm eager to hear the masterpiece from the beautiful lady again, but the premise is, Young Master, should you make an equally good masterpiece as promised, and then let Bai Miss continue to write a poem?"

There was a lot of discussion in the audience, even there were people on the stage looking at Yang Jikang's gloomy expression and supporting Bai Chun.

Bai Chun is as beautiful as an immortal, and with such talents, some literati and mosques have already shocked Bai Chun as a heavenly man. His heart is full of love and envy. Naturally, he will not go along with Yang Jikang and embarrass him. Bai Chun.

"Hehe, Sister Bai didn't say anything, and didn't know what you were arguing about. Is it because the parents are beautiful and stun your mind, making you give up the concept of right and wrong for the sake of your beautiful woman? Since everyone knows that it is extremely difficult to write a great piece of poetry together, so since Miss Bai can write such a great piece in a short period of time, why not write another poem for everyone? The first "Qiantang Lake Spring Trip" is not as good as some. I believe it is more convincing for everyone present? It can be more proof that it was made by Sister Bai?" The young lady is graceful and charming, with a pretty eyebrow, seeing Bai Chun always indifferent. With a face, so many literati on and off the stage fell in love with her, willing to defend her, even at the expense of Yang Jikang, which made her feel more jealous and hateful for her dissatisfaction and jealousy. coming.

At this moment, she is the only one who understands the woman's thoughts. Miss Bai just wrote a poem, and then stopped talking, either there was no good work in her stomach, or she was brewing while everyone was arguing. Up.

So no matter what, I must cooperate with Young Master Yang today. It is best not to give her time to continue brewing, not to give her time to make a great work again, it is best to embarrass her and not come to Taiwan. My own mind.

"Yes, as long as Miss Bai can compose another poem, even if it is not as good as this poem, then I believe that this poem was improvised by her, otherwise, I would never believe that she could In a short period of time, he made such a masterpiece." Yang Jikang glanced at Ling Zhiyun, a young woman with joy, and said with his hands behind his chest.

Zhang Yi and Shen Junliang listened to more and more applauses and responses from below, and they didn't know what to do at this time. In front of everyone, Yang Jikang was already determined to be a rogue, obviously he was unwilling Give up and don't want to let the three people leave.

In the face of this situation, in the echoes of the crowd, anxious like ants on a hot pot, let alone a poem in my mind, I can't think of even a poem.

Bai Chun glanced at the two of them, and said lightly: "Then if I make another song, you will give up and let the three of us go? Right?"

Yang Jikang and Ling Zhiyun, a young woman, both looked stiff, and everyone on and off the stage immediately became silent after hearing Bai Chun's words, quietly watching Yang Jikang and the young woman.

At this time, they discovered that Yang Jikang had doubted Miss Bai for a long time, but never said if Miss Bai wrote another poem, would he admit defeat or let others leave? Obviously, it was an excuse for me to force Miss Bai.

Zhang Yi and Shen Junliang had already become six gods and no masters just now. At this time, like Yang Jikang, after hearing Bai Chun’s words, they couldn’t help but contend with Bai Chun’s calmness and intelligence and were deeply impressed. Faced with the crowd’s approval and booze, they even returned Being able to catch the language ailments in Yang Jikang's words is obviously not something that ordinary women can do.

It was the two of them. They didn’t notice it from the beginning to the end. In what Yang Jikang said, he did not admit that he had lost, or Miss Bai made another song and promised to leave, just blindly insisting on doing it again. One, he believes that this is an improvisational poem made by Miss Bai~IndoMTL.com~ Yang Jikang is now facing Bai Chun’s questioning, obviously he can no longer avoid this question. Just now he has been sloppy, just to force himself Bai Chun left a retreat, and didn't want to be seen through it so quickly.

Faced with the eyes of everyone on and off the stage, Yang Jikang's face was uncertain, and he was entangled in whether he should make a promise, but it would be impossible if he didn’t make a promise. After all, people just put him in a simple sentence. Forced to the point where it must be answered.

Looking at Bai Chun who is still calm and beautiful, Yang Jikang is entangled in every way. Is it possible that the game that has been so difficult to set up today cannot retain the beautiful woman? Isn't it all in vain?

"Okay, I promise you, as long as you write another poem, as long as it is not worse than the previous one, then I will admit defeat and let the three of you leave without stopping!" Yang Jikang gritted his teeth.

He was betting that Baichun couldn't make two excellent works in succession. After all, poetry is not cooking, and you can make it by saying that you can do it. He doesn't believe that he is like a fairy descending on the earth, really He is so talented that he can make two excellent works in a row.

"Listen well, then." Bai Chun asked slightly, looked at Yang Jikang, and then at the stage, especially Ling Zhiyun next to Yang Jikang, and said lightly.

"The spring on the lake is like a picture, with chaotic peaks surrounding the horizontal pavement. The pine-pai mountain surface is a thousand emerald green, and a bead at the moon point. The green carpet thread is drawn from early rice, and the Qingluo skirt shows Xinpu. Can not be thrown to Hangzhou. , Half of the sentence is left in this lake."

As Bai Chun’s oriole-like voice gradually dissipated in the square of Gushan Temple, a piece of inhalation and sighing sounded suddenly, both on and off the stage looking at Bai Chun dumbfounded, or wandering. Skyrim!

It's definitely a masterpiece. It's definitely not inferior to that one just now. What's even more rare is that they are all masterpieces that match the scenery and meet the season!