It wasn't just Kong Yingda.
In the court.
Anyone who had some literary foundation was filled with deep amazement and anticipation.
It was also a great honor to witness the birth of a masterpiece that would be passed down for generations!
Everyone was looking forward to it!
Han Qiu raised her head and took another gulp of wine!
Li Bai's bold and unconstrained posture of a wine god was undoubtedly displayed!
"You must enjoy life to the fullest. Don't let the golden cup face the moon empty!”
"I'm born with talent, and I'll be able to use it again!”
"To cook sheep and slaughter cattle for fun, you must drink three hundred cups at a time!”
......
"A five-streaked horse and a thousand gold fur coat. I'll go out and exchange them for good wine to relieve your eternal worries!!!”
His bold voice resounded throughout the entire hall!
It kept echoing in everyone's ears!
Deafening!
Full of lofty sentiments!
They were passionately worshipping them!
The wine in his hand was completely free as he kept pouring it into his mouth.
One glass after another!
He couldn't stop at all!
"Excellent work!"
"Divine work!"
"A legendary work!"
"A masterpiece that will last forever!"
Kong Yingda was so excited that her body kept trembling!
As the successor of Confucius, he was a great scholar!
There had never been a poem that could make them lose their composure like this!
But now!
Han Qiu's song " Let's Drink " had made him so excited that he could not even speak!
However!
Just when he thought that Han Qiu was done.
Actually!
This was just the beginning!
Han Qiu gulped down a mouthful of wine and took a big step forward.
"A golden cup of wine costs ten thousand, and a jade plate of delicacies costs ten thousand!”
"When I stop drinking, I can't eat. I draw my sword and look around at a loss!”
......
"Traveling is difficult! It was difficult to travel! Where are you now?"
"There will be a time when the wind blows and the waves break.”
A divine work!
Another divine piece!
Kong Yingda was stunned!
This!
He had only taken one step and he had already composed a divine piece!
What kind of talent was this?
It was not inferior to his martial arts and his art of war!
He was simply a monster!
Just as everyone was in shock!
Han Qiu moved again!
He took another step forward!
"Zhao Keman, Hu Ying, Wu Gou, Shuang Xueming!”
"The silver saddle shines on the white horse like a meteor!”
"Kill a person every ten steps, leave no trace for a thousand miles!”
"After the matter is over, brush your clothes and go, hide your achievements and reputation!”
......
It was another masterpiece!
Kong Yingda felt that her brain was not enough.
Before he could fully savor the previous poem, the next poem had already appeared!
What kind of immortal brain was this?
When will the moon come in the blue sky? I'll stop drinking today and ask him!"
......
"I am the Maniac Chu, the Phoenix Song Laughing at Kong Qiu!”
......
"The great roc rose with the wind in one day, soaring up to ninety thousand li!”
......
One sentence after another!
Song after song!
Every sentence was a classic!
Every single one of them was a divine work!
Han Qiu held the wine pot and drank heartily!
With every step he took, there would be a masterpiece!
Stunned!
Dumb!
She was crazy!
Everyone in the hall turned into statues!
He was motionless!
Some of them were still holding wine in their hands and eating.
However!
At this moment!
All of them stopped!
His gaze was fixed on Han Qiu!
It was filled with incomparable shock!
Holding a jug of wine.
One poem at a time.
He walked to the center of the hall.
Exactly ten steps!
Exactly ten songs!
Every single one of them was a classic masterpiece that could be passed down for thousands of years!
Everyone looked at Han Qiu as if they were looking at a god!
It was too amazing!
It was too shocking!
Please accept my knees!
Even the talented Cao Zijian could compose a poem in seven steps!
As for Han Qiu!
One song per step!
Moreover, every single one of them was a masterpiece!
What kind of peerless talent was this?!
She was simply a poetic immortal who had descended to the mortal world!
Among them!
The most shocked one was still Li Ying Wan.
She had spent the longest time with Han Qiu.
He had never heard Han Qiu compose a poem before.
How did he…
In the blink of an eye, he had become a Poet Immortal?
Unbelievable!
It was unbelievable!
Could it be…Did she never really understand him?
Li Ying Wan looked at the figure in the center of the hall, who was surrounded by stars, and thought with a complicated expression.
Just as Li Ying Wan was reflecting, Han Qiu stopped in her tracks.
"Everyone!"
"Is my poem alright?"
Han Qiu asked as she looked at the stunned crowd in the hall.
He laughed proudly in his heart.
Little guy!
I'm possessed by the Immortal Poet!
These poems were almost Li Bai's peak works!
I won't kill you!
When everyone heard this, they were instantly shocked!
This guy was too pretentious!
Was it alright?
If this didn't work, then no one in the Great Tang could do it!
"Great talent! Great talent!"
"Descended Immortal!"
"The Immortal Poet has descended!"
Kong Yingda exclaimed loudly.
The successor of Confucius had been completely convinced by Han Qiu!
Everyone who reacted was also amazed.
"The literary talent of the Marquis Champion truly leaves us in the dust!”
"Yes! That's right!"
"She's simply a literary star that has descended to the mortal world!”
"He's completely like an immortal in a poem!"
......
The hall was as lively as a market.
There was only one meaning behind all these words.
That was!
Han Qiu was awesome!
One step at a time, a masterpiece!
This was f * cking awesome!
These ten poems directly pushed the atmosphere of the entire banquet to the climax!
All of them were drinking happily!
Li Er looked at the happy ministers below and felt gratified.
Ever since he initiated the Black Tortoise Sect's coup, he had rarely seen such a happy moment.
Just as everyone was drinking happily.
A little palace maid ran to Li Er in a panic.
"Your Majesty, bad news!"
"The princess's anger is acting up again!"
"The imperial physicians are helpless, and his life is in danger!”
Li Er's expression changed drastically and he asked sternly,""What's going on? Wasn't Chang Le fine just now? Why did something happen just now?"
"Your Majesty, the princess was too emotional after reading the Marquis Champion's poem!”
Everyone heard it clearly.
Their gazes once again turned to Han Qiu.
It was as if he was saying,"Boss, you're awesome!"
Writing a poem almost cost the princess her life!
Han Qiu was speechless.
What the f * ck!
When people sit at home, the pot comes from the sky!
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