Everyone in the hall was shocked.
No one had expected Li Chengqian to suddenly make things difficult for Fu Su, especially on such an important occasion.
"What is Brother Wang doing? Is he crazy?”
Li Lizhi frowned.
She did not care much about anything, but now she felt inexplicably anxious.
Fu Su was able to create Xiangqi single-handedly, so he was naturally not a vulgar person. However, talent was also divided into types.
Li Bai was the undisputed number one poet in the world. Who dared to say that they could compare to him in poetry?
"I heard that Young Master Fusu is knowledgeable and talented. Presumably, composing poems shouldn't be a problem for Young Master.”
At this moment, another official spoke with a mocking expression.
Li Chengqian was the Crown Prince, so there were many people in the court who were willing to suck up to him.
Furthermore, most of the ministers were from aristocratic families and looked down on Fu Su. Therefore, they were happy to see Fu Su embarrass himself.
"Young Master Fusu need not be humble, just do as you please.”
"That's right, Young Master, don't be too humble.”
"We all want to appreciate Young Master Fusu's poems and see how talented he is.”
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One by one, the scholar-bureaucrats spoke.
Although they had smiles on their faces, they were very disdainful in their hearts. They were just mocking him.
In their opinion, Fu Su came from a barren land like the Qin country, and his culture was destitute. How could he compose any good poems?
Moreover, Li Bai's precious pearl was right in front of him!
Fu Su raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard more and more voices.
Seeing this, Li Lizhi no longer hesitated.
"Brother Wang must be joking. Li Bai's talent in poetry is unparalleled, and Young Master Qin naturally can't compare.”
Li Lizhi suddenly said.
As soon as she spoke, she immediately attracted everyone's attention.
Under everyone's shocked gazes, she continued,"However, although Young Master Qin's poems are not as good as Li Bai's, he is quite accomplished in chess and war.”
"The Chinese chess that has been popular in Chang 'an these days was created by Young Master Qin. I'm just spreading it on behalf of him.”
"Even Yan Shenggong praised the exquisiteness of Xiangqi.”
As soon as she finished speaking, everyone realized that Li Lizhi was helping Fu Su out.
But her words were also shocking.
"Xiangqi was actually created by Young Master Qin?”
"I really didn't expect Young Master Fusu to have such talent. His Chinese chess is really exquisite and doesn't lose to Go.”
"That's right. To be able to create Xiangqi, Young Master Fusu is also a great talent!”
"What is Chinese chess? Why haven't I heard of it before?"
……
The people present were all the gentry and aristocrats of the upper-class circles in the capital. They were the first to come into contact with chess.
Recently, Chinese chess was very popular, and many people had played it.
Even those who had never come into contact with it before could understand how extraordinary Xiangqi was after seeing their reactions and the title of " Yan Shenggong's praise."
But no one expected that Xiangqi was created by Fu Su!
Why did he help this barbarian from the State of Qin?!
Li Lizhi ignored him and looked at Fu Su.
Seeing Li Lizhi's slightly apologetic gaze, Fu Su felt a little warm in his heart. He smiled at her, indicating that he did not care about Li Chengqian and those ministers 'difficulties.
"So Xiangqi was created by Young Master Qin. BenGong and His Majesty also quite like it.”
At this moment, Zhangsun Wugou smiled and tried to smooth things over.
Li Shi Min coldly glared at Li Cheng Qian, then laughed,"Not bad indeed. This small chessboard is capable of transforming into battle formations and killing. I never thought that Young Master Qin would actually be proficient in the art of war.”
Li Shi Min was a mounted monarch, and he had been the one who had conquered most of the Great Tang. He was very talented in military affairs.
To receive such an evaluation from him was undoubtedly a form of recognition.
Moreover, it was even more important than the Evolution Saint Duke Kong Yingda!
This gave Fu Su a perfect way out. Even if he couldn't compose a poem, it wouldn't be a problem.
"Thank you for your praise, Your Majesty."
Fu Su cupped his hands in a big and square manner, revealing a calm and unhurried feeling. His bearing was heart-wrenching.
However, he immediately smiled and said,"However, what the Crown Prince said just now is right. Since Brother Li has written a poem for Mister Gongsun, it would be rude if I didn't express anything.”
"I was just watching Mister Gongsun's sword dance, and I was also moved. I'm willing to compose a poem for Mister.”
Fu Su's clear voice echoed in the hall.
He was tall and slender, and there was a faint smile on his handsome face.
Everyone, including Li Chengqian, was stunned.
Li Lizhi was even more dumbfounded, her face full of question marks.
She had finally found a way out for Fusu, but he had kicked it away?!
What was going on?
"You wrote a poem too?"
Li Bai's interest was piqued as he looked at Fu Su.
If it was anyone else, he would not have bothered. However, in his opinion, Fu Su was not an ordinary person, so he wanted to see what kind of poem Fu Su could write.
"This…Fusu, it's fine if you don't do it…"
Li Shi Min's smile froze.
Just because you have talent doesn't mean you can write poetry better than Li Bai. Son-in-law, you're asking for humiliation!
"Father, since Young Master Fusu already has a plan in mind, your son will naturally listen attentively.”
Li Chengqian sneered in his heart, but his face was very enthusiastic.
Not only him, Zhangsun Chong, who had been staying by Zhangsun Wuji's side, suddenly spoke up,""I would also like to see Young Master Fusu's poems.”
His expression was calm, but his gaze was fixed on Fu Su.
Even if Zhangsun Wuji wanted to stop him, it was too late.
"There's going to be a good show!"
This was what all the guests thought.
Everyone knew that Princess Li Lizhi of Changle was Zhangsun Chong's fiancée. She was only taken away by Fu Su because of a marriage alliance.
Now that both sides were at loggerheads, it was truly exciting.
"Young Master."
Zhang Yi looked at Fu Su's figure, his heart filled with worry.
Li Bai's 'Journey of a Chivalrous Man' was so wonderful that it could be said to be a famous piece passed down through the ages. How could Fu Su beat him?
Madam Gongsun also looked at Fu Su with interest. She wanted to see what kind of poem this fairy-like Young Master Qin could write.
Under everyone's gaze, Fu Su stood up and left his seat, arriving at the center of the hall.
His expression was calm, but there was determination hidden in his eyes.
After coming to the Great Tang, what he felt the most was the arrogance of the Tang.
They boasted that they were the most prosperous country in the world, so they always thought that they were superior to the Qin people and the Qin country. They thought that the Qin people were vulgar.
And Fu Su wanted to shatter the Tang's arrogance!
Facing them head-on on in the path of poetry and shattering their arrogance!
"The title of this poem is 'Watching Aunt Gongsun's Sword Dance.”
Fu Su spoke slowly. His eyes gradually turned sharp as he took a step forward.
"Once upon a time, there was a beautiful woman named Gongsun,
A sword move in all directions!
The spectators were like mountains, their faces dejected,
Heaven and earth have been low and high for a long time."
Once upon a time, there was a peerless beauty named Gongsun. Every time she performed a sword dance, the surroundings would be shaken.
The crowd was as large as a mountain, and all of them were so shocked that their expressions changed. The world was also infected by her dance, and it shook up and down.
The opening was magnificent!
"This poem…"
Li Bai's eyes suddenly lit up as he put down the wine pot in his hand.
Fu Su didn't stop walking. His eyes were bright as he recited the poem.
“? Like Yi shooting nine sunsets,
he is as graceful as a group of emperors riding a dragon.
Come like thunder, I gather my fury,
Like the clear light of the sea!"
The sword light was dazzling, like Hou Yi shooting down the nine suns. The dance was vigorous and agile, like a god riding a dragon and flying.
When he danced, the sword momentum was like a thunderbolt, making people hold their breath. When he finished dancing, he was calm, like the waves of the river and sea.
Hearing this, everyone seemed to have replayed the scene of Aunt Gongsun performing the sword dance in front of their eyes. They could feel the imposing aura that was coming at them!
"My crimson lips and pearl sleeves are lonely. Today, a disciple will pass on the fragrance.
Linying beauty in the white emperor, wonderful dance this song god Yang Yang.
And I answer questions and answers have been effective, feeling the time to do things, but also sad.
There were 8,000 dancers in Chang 'an, and Gongsun Sword was the first in the beginning.
For twenty years, it seemed to be in the palm of the hand, and the dust of the wind and dust made the royal family faint.
The disciples of the pear garden scattered like smoke, and the female musicians reflected the cold sun.
The trees in front of the golden millet pile have been arched, and the grass in the stone city of Qu Tang is bleak.
The banquet is urgent and the music is finished again. The music is extremely sad and the moon comes out from the east.
Now people don't know where they are going, and their feet are calloused in the barren mountains, and they are sad and sick.”
Shi Cheng stopped walking. Fu Su raised his head to look at the people in the hall and smiled faintly.
"What do you think of this poem?"
The entire hall was silent, and no one answered.
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