Douluo: Qinghe legend

At the Yuexuan Party.

Due to Xue Qinghe's distinguished status and his outstanding performance at this graduation ceremony, there is no doubt that he was sitting in the main seat of Yuexuan students. Many people also toasted to Xue Qinghe, expressing their respect and getting closer to this student. The relationship between the future king of the empire.

In the future, when Xue Qinghe becomes emperor, he might become familiar with him, and maybe it will come into play at some point.

Facing these aristocratic disciples, Xue Qinghe did not refuse them all and drank all the wine in his hand.

"It's a bit boring just drinking so much. How about you guys write some poems?" One person raised the wine glass in his hand and said.

The cultivation talents of most of them cannot be considered very good, but mostly average. They are involved in a lot of writing and writing matters, and they can take this opportunity to show off their talents.

"Your Highness, do you have any ideas?"

One of them asked in a low voice, if Xue Qinghe has no ideas for the time being, then naturally he cannot embarrass the prince. If Xue Qinghe has the goods, then he can also use this to show the prince's literary attainments and further enhance Xue Qinghe's reputation.

"Hmm~" Xue Qinghe nodded slightly, and Xue Qinghe, the literary copywriter, came online. After all, this place was different from history. Those works of everyone must have never appeared before, so of course he had to take advantage of it.

"Everyone be quiet for a moment. Let's listen to a song from Your Highness first." The man coughed, and soon everyone became quiet and looked at Xue Qinghe with great anticipation.

The previous graduation ceremony performance had impressed them. Does His Highness also have such attainments in poetry?

Xue Qinghe opened his mouth and said:

"You don't see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and not returning.

Don't you see Gaotangmingjing's sad white hair, the morning is like a blue silk and snow is at dusk.

Life is full of joy, so that the gold is empty for the moon.

I was born to be useful, and I will come back when my daughter is gone. "

As soon as this poem came out, the whole party suddenly fell into silence, and everyone stared at Xue Qinghe in dumbfounded silence.

No, Your Highness, are you serious? The moment you make a move, you will be the king of bombs. What do you want us to do next?

I don’t even have the nerve to show off.

"If you are proud of life, you must have all the joy, and don't let the golden cup stand empty against the moon. I am born with talents that will be useful, and I will come back after all the gold is gone." Tang Yuehua repeated in a low voice, looking at Xue Qinghe's eyes became more and more amazing. This prince, There are so many unexpected surprises.

"This is "Nearly Wine" written by the poet Li Bai. It contains the saying that my talents will be useful, and it is even more popular to come back after a thousand gold is spent. However, it is not complete yet. The following content cannot be understood without the knowledge of historical allusions. Yes." Xue Qinghe thought secretly.

Du Fu, the poet sage, said that Li Bai was "a man whose pen fell in the wind and rain, and whose poems turned into weeping ghosts and gods."

Why are people called Shixian?

That's because the poet sage Du Fu, the poet demon Bai Juyi, Meng Haoran, Wang Bo, Liu Yuxi, Li Shangyin, Du Mu, Liu Changqing, Wang Wei, Wen Tingyun, etc. are all juniors in front of others.

The most important thing is that you really can’t imitate Gua Sha Xiao Li’s poems.

It is truly unprecedented and unprecedented. Anyone in front of Gua Sha Xiaoli will feel that they are suddenly at a loss for words.

Li Bai and Xin Qiji are both their favorite poets and representatives of the bold school.

After everyone was stunned for a while, they applauded one after another, feeling extremely bragging in their hearts.

Yes, it’s annoying to compare people to others, but Your Highness, do you really have no shortcomings?

"Uh, Your Highness, how about you sing another one?" The person who had previously heckled suddenly swallowed his own saliva and suddenly felt that the poem he had prepared for so long was nothing.

It's fine now, everyone is suppressed and don't know what to say.

"Then Qinghe will do his part. I want to write a poem for my confidante at the Royal Academy." Xue Qinghe said with a hint, "The clouds think of clothes and flowers, and the spring breeze blows on the threshold and the dew is thick. If we hadn't met at the top of the jade mountain, We will meet each other under the moon at Yaotai."

"Huh?!" Everyone was stunned again. My friends and I were stunned.

When praising a person, the normal thinking is about clothes, appearance, hair, figure, etc. But what Qin Changqing wrote can be said to be the first!

These guys asked themselves, they couldn't even think of terms like Yaotai, fairy, let alone write them down, but Xue Qinghe just came up with it!

"What a poem!" One of the princes couldn't help but exclaimed. From the initial shock to the current shock, everyone's faces turned red with excitement and they exclaimed subconsciously.

After many people reacted, they immediately picked up the pen and paper on the desk and began to copy. Poems of this level should not be limited to this mere party, but should be spread throughout the Tiandou Empire and even the entire continent. Let everyone appreciate the style of the Imperial Prince.

Qing Ping Diao was written by Gua Sha Xiao Li to Yang Yuhuan, one of the four beauties.

This poem is cleverly imagined and easy to read without any trace of artificiality.

The language in the poem is rich and colorful, and every word is flowing. When reading this poem, one feels like the spring breeze fills the paper, the eyes are filled with flowers, and the human face is blurred. There is no need to describe it. Naturally, people feel that this is an otherworldly fairy, not a beauty.

Clouds are used to compare clothes, flowers are used to compare looks; flowers are moistened by the spring breeze and dew.

Only using simple words such as clouds, flowers, dew, Yushan, Yaotai, moonlight, etc., he wrote such high-quality poems without any trace of vulgarity.

"This Xue Qinghe is really hard to evaluate. You can actually come up with such beautiful sentences at your fingertips."

Tang Yuehua was also completely impressed. He didn't know how happy Dugu Yan, Ye Lingling and others who were still in the Royal Academy would be if they knew about the poem Xue Qinghe wrote for them today.

Xue Qinghe took another sip of wine and felt that he couldn't control his ancient power.

"Glow-in-the-dark cup of fine grape wine. If you want to drink Pipa, please hurry up..."

"Thousands of mountains and birds fly away, ten thousand paths of people disappear..."

"The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground..."

"Even an oriole named Green Willow, a row of egrets ascending to the blue sky..."

"Liliyuan is on the grass, one year old and one year old..."

The whole place was silent, everyone was deep in thought.

Qin Changqing's performance was so unbelievable that he could write a poem with just one sip of wine, which was easier than eating and drinking.

Moreover, every poem is of master-level quality.

"The empire not only has an additional cultivation genius, but also has an additional master of music and poetry. The empire's honor is also our honor.

Xueqing River will leave a strong mark on Yuexuan. "

Tang Yuehua said slowly, her beautiful eyes moving continuously.

But there is no doubt that after today, these poems written by Xue Qinghe will be widely circulated in the empire and even the mainland, and Yuexuan's party will also be a good story.