Daqin: The golden list came to the world, Zulong begged me to supervise the country

After listening to Wang Bo's poems, Li Shimin also nodded happily.

"The poetry is fresh and natural. It is a different scenery of the Tang Dynasty. I like it very much. I can reward you with five thousand gold."

After commenting on Wang Bo's poems, Li Shimin turned his attention to Ying Changge.

"Changge, have you finished writing your poems?"

With a smile in his eyes, Ying Changge calmly walked to the middle of Lama Temple.

"After listening to the poems of the four, Chang Ge is really ashamed, but I have already promised you, so I have no choice but to write a poem."

Ying Changge glanced lightly at Wang Bo, Yang Jiong, Lu Zhaolin, and Luo Binwang, and smiled.

For these four people, he deeply admires them.

Because the four of them were indeed geniuses in the early Tang Dynasty, their talents and learning have been verified by being able to leave famous works in history. Even in this world of comprehensive martial arts, their talents and fame cannot be concealed by martial arts.

In contrast, there are very few poems in later generations that can truly surpass the talents of the four.

After finishing speaking, Ying Changge took out a rolled up white paper from his cuff.

"This is a poem written by Mr. Changge? Why don't you read it aloud?"

"The poems and proses of the weather of the Tang Dynasty should be sung by Tang people!" Ying Changge said loudly.

Wang Bo, Luo Binwang and others looked at the poems and essays written by Ying Chang singers, some looked arrogant and dismissive, some were full of curiosity and found it interesting.

"Bring it to me to see!"

Li Shimin asked the eunuch to bring Ying Changge's poems.

He was very curious about Ying Changge's talent and learning.

Dare to challenge Wang Yang, Luluo and the four heroes of the Tang Dynasty. Is it arrogance or is it really talented?

After getting Ying Changge's poems.

Slowly opened the white paper and looked at the poems on it.

Li Shimin's eyes widened, and he stopped holding his long bearded hand, his whole body was attracted by this poem.

Savoring the poem of Ying Changge carefully, he felt the hairs all over his body stand on end, as if he had tasted a glass of mellow and sweet wine.

Especially after carefully chewing the poems, he felt that his own spirit was infected by the artistic conception in the poems, and his spirit traveled through time, as if he could look at the whole Tang Dynasty through the long river of thousands of years.

What is the weather in Datang?
Is it prosperity?

Is it a chivalrous man who kills one person in ten steps?

Is it the long river in the desert outside the Great Wall, and the soldiers on the battlefield?
These are indeed the weather of the Tang Dynasty, but they are too thin. They can represent the weather of the Tang Dynasty, which is the moon in the sky.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty."

Seeing Li Shimin's absent-minded appearance, all the civil and military officials of the Tang Dynasty were stunned. Is this poem so good?
It actually made the emperor Li Shimin stunned, and his spirit was attracted by poetry.

"Your Majesty, how about this poem?"

After Li Shimin was awakened by the voices of the ministers, he said sincerely: "There is no one better than the Tang Dynasty!"

Whoa!
In an instant, the civil and military officials of the Tang Dynasty in Lama Temple were in an uproar, like boiling water.

It was hard for them to believe that Ying Changge's poems could get such high praise.

Li Shimin is not a reckless emperor who does not understand literature, he has a very high attainment and appreciation ability for poetry and prose.

In the eyes of outsiders, Li Shimin has always had the image of being able to fight well, but in fact, he has read a lot of books and has written some famous poems himself.

But now Li Shimin gave such a high evaluation?
Wang Bo, Luo Binwang, Lu Zhaolin, and Yang Jiong were so moved and shocked that they couldn't believe it.

They are extremely confident in their talents.

But now, Li Shimin spoke up in person, saying that Ying Changge's beauty overwhelmed the four of them!

Li Lizhi couldn't believe her ears, and suspected that she had heard it wrong.

If she hadn't been concerned about her princess image, she would have rushed to snatch Ying Changge's poems at this moment, so she would have a quick look.

Li Shimin stared at Ying Changge, his eyes were full of relief and amazement: "Changge, you really surprised me!"

He has also heard about what Ying Changge did in Daqin before.

But he didn't expect that there are young people who can have such talents when they have knowledge, creativity, and abilities that are superior to their peers.

At the beginning, he thought that Ying Changge's top spot on the gold list might be due to his strength and talent.

But now it seems that Ying Changge does have this ability!
Ying Changge is the top existence of the younger generation in Kyushu!
"You should all be curious about the specifics of Changge poetry."

"Why don't you let Shang Xiufang, the number one talented woman in the Tang Dynasty, recite this poem for you!"

Li Shimin asked Shang Xiufang to hand over the poem. After reading the poem, Shang Xiufang's expression of shock was almost the same as Li Shimin's.

After a long time, Shang Xiufang recovered from the shock, and gazed at Ying Changge tenderly.

"Being able to recite such beautiful poems clearly, Xiufang will have no regrets in this life!"

After the words fell, Shang Xiufang moved lightly with lotus steps, walked to the wall of Lama Temple, and recited the poems in a melodious and attractive voice.

"The tide of the Spring River connects to the sea level, and the moon rises on the sea together. The twinkling waves follow the waves for thousands of miles, where there is no moonlight on the Spring River!"

With only four sentences at the beginning, a picture of the most beautiful scenery seems to appear in the hearts of the officials of the Tang Dynasty.

They looked from the Tang Palace and looked down at the river passing under the Yuema Bridge in Chang'an City. The river tide was vast and boundless, as if connected with the sea. Chu Chunjiang is not in the bright moonlight.

Yes, in spring, the moonlight shines on the river, sparkling, and the light undulates with the waves and spreads into the distance.

The moonlight is so gentle, which part of the spring river can't see the moonlight?
"Jiangtian is the same color without any dust, and there is a lone moon in the bright sky."

"When will the river first see the moon? When will the river moon shine on people?"

"There are endless generations in life, and Jiang Yue looks similar every year."

"..."

The moonlight is hazy, the river and the sky are the same color, not stained with dust.Wan Lai is silent, only a round of bright moon is there to accompany, but who was the first to see the bright moon by the river?
Since which year did the bright moon on the river begin to shine on the pedestrians on the bank?
Throughout the ages, how many dynasties have changed?How many newcomers have been replaced?Life is different from generation to generation, only Jiang Yue is similar every year.

At this time, when these verses were recited clearly, Wang Bo, Luo Binwang, Lu Zhaolin, and Yang Jiong's faces were moved.

If we talk about the previous poems and essays, they can be imagined and produced with their literary talent.

But these poems, they can't imagine at all, or they haven't imagined at all.

This is a question that spans time and space, as if jumping out of the long river of time, looking at the bright moon alone, thinking about the meaning of life, the philosophy of life, and even the vast universe and human history.

Just like Qu Yuan's "Heavenly Questions", he raised questions about the universe, space, and nature.

At the beginning of ancient times, who preached it?Up and down are not shaped, so why test it?Mingzhao is dark, who can do it to the extreme?

This kind of artistic conception is so high and the pattern is so big, it is far beyond them.

This is the scene of Datang!
Under the prosperity, there are countless people living ordinary lives, wanderers, women in distress, soldiers in the frontier fortress, and husbands of women in the Tang Dynasty.

……

After the whole poem was recited, the civil and military officials of the Tang Dynasty fell silent, and the atmosphere in Lama Temple was quiet.