"Although the moon is bright, it is still competing with the stars in the night sky. In my opinion, I should be the sun in the sky.”
"Since I'm here during the day, why do I need the moon and stars? I'll just leave it to them to fight for it at night.”
Everyone was shocked.
This, this, in front of everyone, he was even more arrogant than before.
Previously, he was just comparing himself to the bright moon, but now, he was actually comparing himself to the bright sun.
The ignorant were truly fearless.
"Shameless boasting."
"Arrogant brat."
Everyone began to mock him.
Even though this was the Great Ming Palace, even though Li Hao was Prince Zhou of the Great Tang.
Since ancient times, there has been no first place in ancient prose and no second place in martial arts.
His words were simply looking down on all the scholars in the world.
Li Shi Min didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Listening to the discussions below, he suddenly felt that this decision was too hasty.
His original intention was to make Li Hao famous so that he could receive the protection of the Confucian Sect.
As for the title of Poet Immortal, Li Hao didn't get it, so it didn't matter if someone else got it.
But now, his words had offended the Confucian Sect.
As expected, although the three Confucians didn't say anything, their eyes were as dark as water. They probably wouldn't be too happy.
The hall was silent.
Wanwan sat at the side and looked at Li Hao with a meaningful gaze.
Li Xiu Ning and the other girls beside him all looked worried.
"Be it the bright moon or the bright sun, they all speak with poetry.”
Wang Wei, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly smiled."If you want to seize the title of the Immortal Poet and the position of the Master of Ci, just write a poem.”
"If you have a wonderful poem, we will help you to make a name for yourself.”
"If you don't, you'll be tarnishing your own reputation.”
"That's right, Master Mo Jie is right. Everything is viewed through poetry.”
The three Great Confucians of the Confucian Sect looked at each other, and Wang Tong spoke.
"There's nothing wrong with it. I'm here to write poems." Li Hao said indifferently.”
"Tell me, do you want to write a poem or a poem first? I'm in a hurry to go back and see the moon after I'm done.”
When Li Hao said this, it was as if composing poems was like playing a game.
This attitude made the others speechless.
Li Yu stood up and said to Li Hao,"Let's start with the lyrics. I heard from Xibai that Zhou Wang felt that the realm of our Flower-Realm Sect's lyrics isn't high, so I would like to hear your highness Zhou Wang's lyrics.”
Li Hao laughed out loud.”
The mood is unrestrained, and the heroic posture is revealed.
"I'll get more wine for Imperial Uncle."
Li Ankang immediately took the wine cup and wine pot to Li Hao's side and gave him a cup of wine.
"A new song and a cup of wine. It's quite interesting.”
When Liu Yong heard these words, his eyes lit up. This Zhou Wang was indeed talented.
Li Hao was stunned for a moment before he smiled.""Today, the topic should be the Mid-Autumn Festival, the bright moon, the fine wine, etc. Since Brother Liu wants to hear this phrase, then give it first.”
After saying that, he drank the wine in his cup in one gulp and recited loudly.
"A new song, a cup of wine, last year's weather, old pavilion. When will the sunset return?
The flowers have fallen, and the swallows have returned. I wander alone on the path of incense in the little garden."
After he finished reciting, he put down the wine glass, and Li Ankang immediately understood and filled it up.
"Helpless, the flowers fall, and the swallows return. What a good song."
Liu Yong softly recited this phrase and immediately clapped his hands and said with a smile,""Wonderful, good words can go with wine.”
After he finished speaking, he raised the wine cup in front of him and drank it all in one gulp.
Li Shi Min was delighted when he heard this."Quickly, record this and pass it on to everyone outside the hall.”
With such a poem, it must be able to prove that Li Hao had real talent.
There was no lack of arrogant Confucians in the Confucian Sect.
Li Hao ignored them and drank another cup of wine.
"When I came over, I saw the Mid-Autumn Festival lanterns and the scenery was quite gratifying. Let's start with a green jade table.”
"The east wind blooms thousands of trees in the night, blowing down even more stars like rain.
the road is filled with the fragrance of carved wagons and precious horses.
The sound of the phoenix flute moved, the light of the jade pot turned, and the dragon and fish danced all night.
Moths, snow willows, golden threads, laughter, sweet fragrance.
I've searched for him thousands of times in the crowd, but suddenly I look back.
But that person is still there, where the lights are dim."
As soon as these words came out, the entire table fell silent.
The people present were all people who were extremely good at writing. When it came to poetry, they definitely knew its value.
After hearing Li Haoyin, he was silent for a moment before cheering loudly.
The great scholar Wang Tong praised loudly,"What a good 'I've searched for him thousands of times in the crowd, but when I look back, that person is still there, in a place where the lights are dim."'Once this line is out, all the words are tasteless."
Tang Emperor Li Shimin also kept saying that it was good, but he didn't even notice that the wine was spilled.
He muttered to himself,"I didn't expect my brother to have such a peerless talent in poetry."”
Then, he immediately came to his senses." Quick, quickly pass it down and let everyone see it.”
Li Qingzhao and Xie Daoyun sat together, both looking at Li Hao in a daze.
He had once heard Li Hao casually come up with two words, which were quite wonderful.
However, this poem was not enough to describe it.
Even Shi Feixuan and Wan Wan, two people who only cared about Celestial Martial Dao, felt their lips and teeth become fragrant when they heard that word.?
However, Li Hao drank another cup of wine, then looked up at the bright moon in the sky and sighed leisurely.
"On the Mid-Autumn Festival, I invited all the scholars in the world to the Great Ming Palace to drink three cups of wine. They were quite drunk. I wrote this poem to give to all those who miss their hometown.”
This time, Li Hao didn't directly recite the poem. Instead, he said a long paragraph of words.
Everyone in the hall immediately stopped praising him and listened to him.
Li Hao handed the wine glass to An Kang. An Kang understood and immediately filled it up.
He raised the cup to the moon in the sky, as if he was worshipping the moon and the heavens.
After the toast, he sprinkled it on the ground.
"When will the bright moon appear? I take my wine and ask the blue sky.
I wonder what year it is in the palace in the sky.
I want to go back with the wind, but I'm afraid it's too cold to be high in Qionglou Yuyu.
Dancing and making clear the shadow, how can it seem to be in the world?
Turn to the vermilion pavilion, low Qi door, light sleepless.
There should be no hatred, what is the long time to say goodbye to the round?
People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has its ups and downs. It is difficult to complete this since ancient times.
I hope that people will live long, thousands of miles away to share the moon.”
In the hall, there was no other sound other than Li Hao's recitation.
No one dared to make a sound, afraid of disturbing Li Hao.
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