When he read this sentence, Wang Wenjing frowned slightly and recited the first sentence of the poem. His heart rippled slightly. He paused for a moment and continued to recite.
"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?”
"Hiss…"
As he recited this sentence, Wang Wenjing's expression changed. He became a little shocked. He couldn't help but take a deep breath. It was as if there was a huge rock hanging in his heart that couldn't support him to continue chanting!
He was not the only one who was shocked. Xiang Ling Tian, Xiang Gan, Xiang Fei 'er, and even Xiang Jing Lei and Xiang Jinghong who were not good at poetry were shocked. Just these few sentences had already shocked them!
It was as if the bright moon and the starry sky had appeared before their eyes. A man in white robes had flown up to Moon Palace with the wind, leaving behind only his cold back! In the Moon Palace, the beautiful woman was like a dream. Her figure was graceful and ethereal. With a dance, even the gods and Buddhas were intoxicated!
At this moment, Xiang Ling Tian unconsciously put down the wine cup in his hand. Crown Prince Xiang Gan was completely unaware that the ivory chopsticks in his hand had fallen to the ground. The arrogance and indifference in Princess Xiang Fei 'er's eyes had quietly turned into confusion. Even Marshal Wan Bing, who had been waning in interest, subconsciously pricked up his ears at this moment.
As everyone waited anxiously, Left Prime Minister Wang Wenjing took a deep breath and finally recited the second half of the poem!
"Turning the vermilion pavilion, the low door, shining sleepless. There is no need to hate, what is long to say goodbye? 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.
When Wang Wenjing finished reciting the poem, the entire second floor of the Spring Pavilion could only hear people drinking and chatting in the apricot garden outside the window. Some were laughing loudly, and some were commenting on the wonderful singing and dancing performance on the stage.
On the second floor of the Spring Pavilion, it was the complete opposite of this lively scene. It was silent, as if time had stopped at this moment. Everyone's expressions were frozen at this moment. There was shock, confusion, intoxication, sadness, joy...
After an unknown amount of time, when a gust of cold wind entered the window, it suddenly blew the piece of Xuan paper on the table that everyone was watching. The thin paper immediately flew up in the wind!
"Yes…"
In an instant, the originally dull crowd moved at the same time. A dozen hands carefully and swiftly held the Xuan paper as if it was a treasure, afraid that it would disappear with the wind!
"Good…good…good!"
Wang Wenjing, who was originally stunned and speechless, stroked his long beard at this moment and shouted three words in a row!
His expression was excited and excited, like a young man who had seen the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his life. His heart was surging and he could not calm down!
"Such a poem is simply rare in the world. It's truly a peerless work!”Wang Wenjing sighed from the bottom of his heart!
"Sigh…it's indeed a masterpiece. This is the first time in my life that I've seen such a poem that makes me feel so uneasy!”
The Mayor of Xiliang County sighed.
The Beichen County Mayor twirled his beard with his hand, and his eyes were actually filled with tears. He said with a choked voice,"Such a good poem is really touching. This old man has lived a good life to witness the birth of this poem!”
Even Xiang Lingtian, who had always been calm and collected, had stood up at some point. He could not hide the shock in his heart as he looked at the poem that was placed opposite him.
"This person's literary talent is unparalleled! "Xiang Ling Tian only gave the following short eight-character evaluation!
Even Wang Wenjing, who was a scholar with a high literary vision and a proud character, could not refute his evaluation. Instead, he thought to himself, Is this man really the best in the Fengyun Kingdom? Is there anyone in the entire Tianxuan Continent who can surpass him?
Compared to the shock and admiration of Wang Wenjing and the others, Crown Prince Xiang Gan, Princess Xiang Fei 'er, and the two brothers Xiang Jinglei and Xiang Jinghong could not even get a word in. They could only look up at such a peerless work. How could they have the qualifications to evaluate it?
Although this was the first time Princess Pheasant Phoenix Xiang Fei 'er had heard this poem, her love for it had reached an indescribable level.
She did not look too shocked on the surface, but in fact, she had long been deeply moved by the wonderful artistic conception of this poem and the beautiful fairy-like scene. She quietly memorized this poem quickly and could not help but sigh in her heart."To be able to write such a peerless poem, he must be a first-class scholar in the world!”
At this moment, only the Dongling County Mayor felt a huge weight lift off his heart when he saw everyone's shocked reaction. He thought to himself,"I told you that this poem was well written, but you didn't believe me. It seems that this old man has discerning eyes!”
"By the way, who wrote this poem?”Wang Wenjing suddenly thought of a question. Who wrote such a peerless work?
This was because he was worried that everyone would have a biased appreciation of the poem because of their relationship with the poet or because of his identity.
Therefore, everyone's poem had their name written on the back of the paper. At this moment, no one saw the author of this poem!
Upon hearing Wang Wenjing's question, everyone was stunned. That's right, such a peerless work, what kind of genius was it? This was what everyone wanted to know the most.
When the Dongling County Mayor heard this, he immediately reached out to look at the signature on the back of the paper. However, he was stopped by the Xiliang County Mayor beside him. He looked at the Xiliang County Mayor in confusion, not understanding why he was stopping him from looking.
The Governor of Xiliang County, Meng Yuezhang, pointed at Wang Xiangguo and Xiang Lingtian, who were deep in thought. He indicated that the two of them were still deep in thought. The Governor of Dongling County quickly withdrew his hand and shut up.
At this moment, Wang Wenjing was frowning and thinking hard, guessing who the person who wrote the lyrics was. As he thought about it, he muttered to himself.
"Putting aside the fact that the standard of this poem is unprecedented, this person's calligraphy attainments have already reached the peak. In the entire Fengyun Kingdom's literary world, including the rising stars, there are probably no more than three people who can reach this level!”
"However, I've seen the handwriting of these three people before, and they don't look like this person. This person is obviously a calligraphy grandmaster of his own school. Could it be that some unknown senior of the literary world made a move?”
At this moment, Wang Wenjing was thinking hard. None of the famous literary figures and great scholars in Fengyun Kingdom in the past few decades could match up to the person in front of him.
Unable to think of any connection from calligraphy, Wang Wenjing once again began to ponder the style of writing of this poem, as well as the artistic conception, thoughts, and emotions of the poem. However, even if he could recite all the poems of the Orthodox Academy backwards, he could not find a single poem that could be placed on par with it, or even a poem that was similar.
For a moment, Wang Wenjing was really at his wit's end.
"Isn't this poem written by someone from the Fengyun Kingdom? Why have I never seen such amazing calligraphy and such a graceful and elegant style of poetry? To be able to make such a peerless work, he should not be a nameless person.”
Even Xiang Ling Tian found it hard to hide the surprise in his heart. He said to the Dongling County Governor," Quickly take a look at which great master wrote this letter so that we can invite him in and have a drink with us!"”
As soon as Xiang Ling Tian spoke, the East County Governor immediately stretched out his impatient hand to see who this person was.
At this moment, even Xiang Jinglei, Xiang Jinghong, and the Crown Prince Xiang Gan had surrounded them without caring about their status. Left Prime Minister Wang Wenjing even reached out and grabbed the shoulders of the two Prefectural Governors. He tiptoed and stretched his head out to look at the name of the person who had written the lyrics!
Only Xiang Ling Tian, who was sitting across from them, waited anxiously for everyone to say his name due to his status and Xiang Fei 'er's status as a girl.
The Dongling County Mayor carefully extended his hand to hold the paper. He gently turned it over and finally revealed the signature at the bottom right corner.
"Vice City Lord of Qinfeng City!"
" Hmm…" Upon reading these three words, everyone was stunned. They did not seem to have heard of this city before. This person was actually a vice city lord. Could he be an official of the Fengyun Kingdom?
Everyone was puzzled and continued to look down. When they saw the two words on the signature, everyone's eyes widened and their jaws almost fell to the ground!
Wang Wenjing's hand slipped and his chin hit the back of Dongling County's Mayor's head. He pressed his head and Wang Wenjing also held his chin in pain.
However, this was still unable to shift their gazes away from the Xuan paper. Everyone stared at the name as if they were possessed. They were even more shocked than when they saw the contents of the poem.
Xiang Ling Tian and Xiang Fei 'er were the only two people who did not see the name. When they saw the expressions on these people's faces, they thought to themselves,' Could it be that extraordinary big shot who actually shocked everyone to such an extent?'
At this moment, the first person to speak was none other than Xiang Ling Tian's eldest son, Xiang Jing Lei. At this moment, he was staring with a pair of large copper bell-like eyes with an expression of disbelief.
"How…how is this possible? How could it be this brat?”
"Hmm?" Xiang Ling Tian was stunned when he heard that. He asked in bewilderment,""Thunder, who is the author of this poem?
"Yes…"Yes..." Xiang Jinglei hesitated for a moment before saying,"Royal Father, the signature on this is…Third Brother's!”
"What?!"
Xiang Lingtian, who had been the calmest from the beginning to the end and did not lose his composure at all, instantly turned the solid wood chair that was originally placed behind him into dust along with the flow of Qi from Xiang Lingtian's body!
If he had not retracted his aura in time, the entire banquet would have turned into ashes.
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