Long live the best

Look at the red wet place and spend a lot of money in the official city.

"Quiet Night Poetry!"

……

Qin Yun read one after another, like a heartless machine.

Casually bursting out a poem is enough to shame the three thousand talents in the imperial capital to the point where they dare not raise their heads.

From one song, to ten, and then to 99, Qin Yun didn't stop for a moment, without thinking at all, as if he was born with supernatural powers.

He brought scholars from both sides of the strait into heaven over and over again, and then dropped them into the sky!

Repeatedly, they made their legs and feet weak, intoxicated by the shock of the poems, unable to extricate themselves, and their minds completely followed Qin Yun.

Gu Chuntang was already numb, and almost sat down several times.

than what poem?

What the hell is this?

The first opening is a dimensionality reduction blow!

Don't say that you will be drinking, the poem of ghosts and gods like Shui Tiao Ge Tou, even the most common spring night happy rain, has a very neat rhyme and full of artistic conception.

Looking around Pinghu, no one can do it!

To put it bluntly, I'm not even worthy of carrying shoes!

Qin Yun drank the last sip of wine, staggered, his face flushed, and he was about to end with an awesome poem, blowing Pinghu up!

"Sapphire Case, Yuanxi"

The east wind puts flowers and thousands of trees at night, and it blows down, and the stars are like rain.BMW carving cars are fragrant all over the road.

……

The crowd searched for him thousands of times, and when I looked back, the man was there, where the lights were dim.

The achievement of this poem is undoubtedly the top three of the hundred poems.

The entire Pinghu Poetry Association has come to a complete standstill.

Among the crowd, applause erupted all over the sky!

It was as if meeting a god, and some people even knelt down madly, calling them "poetry immortals"!

All the ladies with rouge on their faces flushed, their eyebrows were like flowers, and they showed all kinds of admiration and goodwill to Qin Yun!

Really, all the beauties bow down!

Headmaster Murong's heart beat violently, and he looked away in panic.

"Why is he looking at me?"

"I looked for him thousands of times in the crowd, and suddenly I looked back, but the man was there, in a dimly lit place."

"Why did he look at me and make that last sentence?"

Before she knew it, her cheeks were slightly hot, like an iceberg that has been around for ten thousand years, slowly melting.

Pinghu was blown up, completely blown up, there were shouts and praises for Qin Yun for a long time.The power of those poems is indeed too great!

Qin Yun burped and threw away the wine jar.

Slightly drunk, Elder Feng stepped forward to support him in time.

"Hey, Gu Chuntang, it's your turn!"

"One hundred poems, one less capital won't work! As men, we have to speak a little bit of credit!"

In Yangchun Academy, dozens of people showed bitter smiles, how can they fight?

Gu Chuntang's eyes were dull, and he slowly stepped forward to pick up the pen, subconsciously preparing to write a poem.

But his mind was dull, and suddenly, he threw away the pen.

Looking at Qin Yun, with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, he cupped his hands very frankly and said, "Brother Qin, I lost!"

"I don't need this poem anymore. Any one of your hundred poems will be difficult for me in my life."

After he finished speaking, he gritted his teeth, and a trace of determination appeared in his clear eyes.

Fuxiu knelt down and worshiped, and performed the great ceremony.

"If you don't dislike me, I, Gu Chuntang, would like to worship you as my teacher and learn poetry!"

As soon as the voice fell, the audience shook!

A great talent who is famous all over the world wants to be a teacher? !

Chapter 86 The sun, moon, mountains and rivers are still there, please go slowly!

Under the attention of thousands of people, Gu Chuntang, a talented student of a generation, was greatly shocked by his apprenticeship.

Qin Yun stood at the bow of the boat, with his hands behind his back, and said, "What's the use of learning poetry? A man hides things in his body and moves them when the time comes. How can he lie in a small academy and show off his fame?"

His tone was sonorous and forceful, and he said again: "Gu Chuntang, your talent and learning are beyond the reach of ordinary people. Why don't you make contributions and serve the country?"

A wry smile appeared on the corner of Gu Chuntang's mouth: "Brother Qin, you take this matter too simply. I, a little scholar, have changed this dark world."

His words resonated with many readers.

On both sides of the strait, someone asked loudly: "Your Excellency, may I ask the current situation, except for those who hold power at the top, is there anyone who will listen to my voice?"

"That's right, I'm afraid I may not be able to actually implement it after hearing it. Corrupt officials, favoritism and malpractice, alas!"

The person who spoke shook his head and sighed, but he didn't dare to say too much, for fear of getting angry.

Qin Yun's drunkenness seemed to be a little more sober. The thoughts of these scholars actually represented the thoughts of most common people.

He looked around, his eyes burning.

Deafeningly said: "Everyone, if you think Daxia is not good, then you should build it!"

"If you feel that the imperial court is not good, you should go to the exam to obtain fame. If you think that the people are ignorant, you should start from yourself, pass on the principles of calligraphy and literature, and change others."

"The imperial courts of all dynasties must have shortcomings. Let us correct them together and make progress together. This is the right way, instead of shaking our heads and sighing and complaining when we encounter something!"