Who is Cheng Chumo?
The kind of person who was never afraid of trouble!
It just so happened that his Cheng Clan and Zhangsun Clan were not on good terms. If he didn't make a move now, when would he?
When Cheng Chumo jumped onto the table, the show began.
Everyone subconsciously fell silent.
Even Li Shimin, who was outside the examination hall, stopped the guards.
He and Fang Xuanling looked at the scene with interest.
Things were getting more and more interesting.
Under everyone's gaze, Cheng Chumo didn't hesitate and immediately began to read aloud.
" I'm so angry that my hair stands on its crown. Leaning against the railing, the rain stops. He raised his eyes and let out a long howl towards the sky, full of vigor. Thirty years of fame and glory, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of road, clouds and moon "
Cheng Chumo was a martial arts practitioner, so he was very confident.
At this moment, everyone present could hear his voice.
Moreover, it carried a majestic aura!
Furious? The rain stopped? Thirty merit points? Eight thousand miles?
Everyone was stunned when they heard that.
What was this?
Dust and soil? Yun Heyue?
Although he did not know what this meant, he felt that it was very powerful.
The group of examinees didn't know what was going on.
Even Li Shiming, Fang Xuanling, and the others frowned slightly as they tried to understand the meaning of the poem.
Only Zhangsun Wuji's face was pale.
The front is very hot, right?
But I can tell you that this is only the tip of the iceberg!
The real explosion was still to come!!
Cheng Chumo continued to read aloud,"The shame of the Wei River has yet to be avenged." When will the hatred of courtiers disappear? Drive the long carriage and trample the Helan Mountain!"
Hearing this, everyone suddenly came to a realization.
The humiliation at the bank of Weishui River hadn't been washed away yet. When could the hatred of being a subject disappear?
The armored Han Qiu was awe-inspiring, and he only wanted to ride the chariots and break through the Helan Mountains and the Turkic fortresses!
This poem was passionate and heroic, expressing the urgency of making contributions to the extreme!
In addition to the first part,'Don't be so easy', the youth's head turned white, and it was empty and sorrowful. It was like a divine stroke that embellished the entire poem!
At this moment, there was only one word to describe everyone's thoughts.
Even if he drank ice for ten years, it would still be difficult to cool his blood!
What kind of heroic spirit was this?!
However, at this moment, Cheng Chumo's voice rose an octave.
His voice was like a great bell, shaking everyone's eardrums.
They simply could not believe that this poem was not over yet!
"Ambition is hungry for Hu meat, laughing and drinking Turkic blood!”
Boom!
When Cheng Chumo said this, the crowd exploded!
"Good! Well written!"
"A divine work! This is a divine work!"
"Such a masterpiece will definitely be passed down to future generations and be widely known!”
"In my opinion, once the world becomes a literary talent, Brother Han Qiu will occupy seven buckets!”
There was a wave of exclamations in the examination hall.
Outside the examination hall, there was silence.
Li Shiming's eyes widened, Fang Xuanling clenched his fists, and even Chang Le looked at Han Qiu with a burning gaze.
As for Zhangsun Wuji.
As if he had lost his mind, he slumped back to his seat.
It was over, it was all over.
The entire poem was impassioned and majestic. It was like an azure dragon soaring above the nine heavens, breaking through the sky. Its boldness was difficult to hide.
Is the dragon a creature in the pool? He wanted to soar into the sky by riding on lightning!
Once the Old Dragon went out to sea, it would definitely shock the world!
His words were like slaps on her face!
Finally, in the midst of everyone's shock, Cheng Chu silently recited the last sentence,"I'll clean up the old mountains and rivers from the beginning and face the heavens!”
The realm of the entire poem suddenly rose.
In an instant, it had become a masterpiece that would last through the ages, comparable to a shocking work!
Cheng Chumo was not a scholar, and he did not have a good voice.
As for the rhythm, cadence, and the way he read, he knew nothing about it.
But even so, his voice and his bold and unconstrained aura could set off the passion of this poem.
It shocked everyone present!
This poem was written by the most famous patriotic general in the history of China, Yue Fei.
The regret for the setback in the war, the hatred for the national enemy, the pursuit of meritorious service in his prime, and the stirring spirit of loyalty to the country.
It was as if he was telling everyone that if they couldn't serve the country and pacify the world, they would be a real man in vain!
Yes, it was!
It did it!
Everyone was shocked and their blood boiled!
In the vast river of China, there were not many classic works that could be passed down.
And Yue Fei's " River Full of Red-Furious Hair Rushing to the Crown " was one of the best among them and was at the top of the pyramid!
What was loyalty to the country! What was called making contributions! What did it mean to inherit the ultimate technique of the past saints and create peace for all generations!
This was literature! This was the power of words! They supported a nation in hardship and made it rise up!
Therefore, it was not strange that Zhangsun Wuji's first reaction when he saw this poem was shock.
After all, it was not just him.
Even in the entire Great Tang, no one could write this phrase, right?
The birth of this poem really fulfilled the saying,'no one can see the ancients in the past, and no one can see the future!'
At this moment, Han Qiu's charisma was unprecedented, surpassing time and space!
Zhangsun Wuji couldn't help but blush, wishing he could find a hole to hide in.
"Stinky brat, this old man is really regretting it to death!”
At this moment, Zhangsun Wuji's reputation was completely ruined.
In the eyes of the examinees, his words were no longer credible.
In order to avenge his son, he had lost all his reputation in this life. How infuriating!
Looking outside the examination hall, Li Shimin was shocked for a long time before he said in a hoarse voice,"Xuan Ling, what do you think of this poem?"
Fang Xuanling gulped, unable to hide the shock on his face.
"The courage, opinions, and writings are all from the past. After reading it, I still feel excited and generous, and I dance for it. Especially the words 'don't be idle' which should be an eternal admonition.”
Fang Xuanling sighed, feeling ashamed of his inferiority."Han Qiu's talent is unmatched in the current era!”
"No one can compare?"
Li Shi Min took a deep breath and muttered to himself,"Thirty years of fame and glory, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon. Don't be idle, white-haired youth, empty sorrow, such a heroic ambition, such a loyal country, the person who wrote the lyrics is a young hero!”
Perhaps because he was too excited, Li Shimin slapped his thigh and said,"Daughter, you have a good husband!”
Swoosh!
Changle's face instantly turned red.
She was as shy as a cute little rabbit.
Did Imperial Father acknowledge Han Qiu as his son-in-law?
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