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Chapter 92: Only the King of Shu is good at Mid-Autumn Festival poems!

The law of the world is that the strong is the king, so martial arts has always been respected in the world of Kyushu. The soldiers of the Wei Dynasty swept through the Eastern Wasteland with golden arms and iron horses, and the princes of the Wei Dynasty suppressed the Central Plains with three disasters.

Everyone knows that the Wei Dynasty valued military affairs and its people were fierce and fierce, but few people know that the Wei Dynasty valued literature and scholars.

There used to be twelve kingdoms in the Eastern Wasteland, but only the Wei Dynasty used the imperial examination to obtain officials. There were often scholars who worked as farmhouse ministers in the early dynasty, and ascended to the emperor's hall in the evening. The most important one was Gu Shenzhi from Bohai, who wandered around for half his life, and met the emperor of the Ming Dynasty. Then he rose to power, took charge of the Wei Dynasty, and created a peaceful life. His name can be recorded in the annals of history, and the people of the Wei Dynasty talk about it.

On the occasion of the Mid-Autumn Festival, literati and scholars show their talents and compose beautiful poems, just for the sake of direct listening. If the emperor smiles, wealth and glory will go without saying

Daliang Wen Every time there was an outstanding poem in the meeting, it was copied down and quickly sent to the palace for the nobles to appreciate.

In just a moment, dozens of poems won a round of applause.

"When I hear the brilliant poems, I feel happy. If you don't participate in them, it will be boring after all."

The Empress of Wei smiled and said, "Everyone here is a young genius. In the younger generation, You are the most outstanding among them, and you have a lot of talent.”

“It’s the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it’s rare for you all to gather together. I would like to write some amazing poems and bind them into a book for the world to see. Reciting it, it became a beautiful story, what do you think, Your Majesty Wenxi?

Lu Xuanlou's soldiers used deceitful tactics to win the military battle, so the Queen of the Wei Dynasty started to engage in literary battles, hoping to achieve both civil and military success.

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"Goodness"

The Lord of the Moon Temple thought for a moment and then agreed.

The Immortal Sect of the East Wasteland lives in a secluded mountain, seeking Taoism and immortality. It is most boring, so he just reads. Poems and books cultivate sentiments, and she often recites poems and composes poems. Her talents are not inferior to others, and she is not afraid of literary battles.

Moreover, the Queen of the Wei Dynasty competes with literature, and the Donghuang Temple is the leader of the Donghuang Immortal Sect. There is no reason to avoid fighting

The Queen of the Wei Dynasty nodded, and she saw many eunuchs and palace ladies pouring into the imperial garden, offering pens, ink, paper and inkstones, waiting for many talented people to write.

About. During the time of the stick of incense, everyone dipped in ink and started writing, and with a flourish, poems and books appeared on the paper. There was a palace lady presenting the Queen of Wei and the Lord of the Moon Temple, Wen Xi, and the two were divided into superiors and inferiors.

The noble daughter of the great Wei Dynasty is very knowledgeable, and the genius of the Eastern Wasteland Temple is full of poems and books. Suddenly, there is an endless stream of Chinese poems.

"If there is no moon this night, it will last for a year." Autumn has passed in vain"

"Don't talk about the waxing and waning of clouds and sunshine, but we are happy to have a good time in the world."

In the end, Yan Chenyu and Gong Shujun each wrote a stunning poem, which is equally divided and difficult to distinguish. High and low, tied for first place.

Neither lose nor win. Although Queen Wei and the Lord of the Moon Temple Wen Xi are not satisfied with this result, they agree with it

Seeing the night. As the day progresses, the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet has come to an end, and everyone is ready to return home after enjoying themselves. However, Prince Lu Xuanzhao has something on his mind.

"When I first reported to my mother, Xuanlou once said that I am worried about the world first, and later. worldThe joy and joy left Gu Xiangqing's name in history, and he had deep talent in his heart.

Prince Lu Xuanzhao said, "Everyone has just started writing, but Xuanlou stayed out of the matter. He also asked his mother to issue an order and ask Xuanlou to write a poem." ”

Although Lu Xuanlou became famous because of his joy and sorrow in the world, there was no follow-up. Therefore, no one knows what Lu Xuanlou had in mind.

The sudden rise of Lu Xuanlou, the king of Shu , in charge of the Zuo Duwei, with eight thousand soldiers under his command like tigers and wolves, and His Majesty's will, the chance of winning the battle for the rightful son is not small. The prince wants to take this opportunity to undermine the prestige of King Lu Xuanlou of Shu.

Although Emperor Lu Qi of Wei. She does not shy away from the fight for the right to inherit the throne, but at this moment, the Donghuang Temple is on the side, and the prince of Wei is fighting openly and secretly, making others laugh, which is unseemly.

The queen of Wei frowned slightly, feeling unhappy, secretly saying that the prince was unwise. , so he wanted to refuse, but unexpectedly, Wen Xi, the leader of the Moon Temple, was the first to speak out.

"You may not know that the name of Gu Xiang, the Prime Minister of the Wei Dynasty, was passed down to Zhongzhou, and the Confucian disciples in Zhongzhou highly praised it. ”

Taoism and Confucianism dominate the world of Jiuzhou, and Sword Cultivator Buddha is unable to compete with them.

Confucianism preaches in Zhongzhou. There are four major academies, and countless gentlemen and sages come and go. Wen Xi, the leader of the Moon Temple, said, "The King of Shu is capable of making this sentence, and his talent is extraordinary. Today is a rare opportunity, so I hope that the King of Shu will spare no effort in his talent." , splashing ink and brush, so that we can open our eyes. ”

“I can kill people and cut their corpses into pieces. I know nothing about reciting poems and composing poems.” You all are in front of me, so I won’t do anything else.”

We have different ambitions and do not work together, so we all follow our own ambitions.

Lu Xuanlou has no intention of fighting among the direct descendants, so he The prince Lu Xuanzhao did not appreciate the self-destruction of his reputation, and he made peace with the Lord of the Moon Temple, leaving Lu Xuan Tower with no way to retreat.

"My heart was set on the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch."

The poem that Lu Xuanlou picked up from his finger made the Lord of the Moon Temple shine. He knew that Lu Xuanlou had extraordinary talent, and now he was even more curious about Lu Xuanlou's talent.

Lu Xuanlou walked seven steps. The two hands are crossed, and the whole river is red.

"All water returns to the yin, so the tide is filled with emptiness because of the moon." But only to arrive, Liangqiu is half broken, and the battle becomes a double victory. There is something like polishing a gold mirror, so who can seize the Milky Way? I think Zixu will see Chang'e tonight and redress his injustice.

The light is the dragon's cave; the sound is straight up, the toad's cave. Looking at the sky and the earth, it looks like a hole. The agitation can drive away pink and white, and a toast can swallow Wu Yue. Waiting for the Ming Dynasty to talk to Ercao, my heart should be broken."

Who said that the Mid-Autumn Festival is full of sadness? Some people still sing during the Mid-Autumn Festival.

"Exciting The Qi can drive away pink and white, and you can swallow Wu and Yue with a toast, which coincides with the Wei Dynasty. The Qi swallows thousands of miles like a tiger. There are countless Mid-Autumn Festival poems. This word should be the most impassioned. The King of Shu is a talented person."

People from a Confucian and Taoist family are sincerely convinced. , raised a glass and invited Lu Xuanlou to drink with him

Lu Xuanlou drank with him, held up the wine jar, gulped down the wine, looked back at the prince Lu Xuanzhao, since he doesn't understand the taste, then I will write a heroic poem Love.

"Gentlemen.Look, this king is half of the Wei Dynasty. "

Lu Xuanlou walked seven steps again, and then another sound was played by Pipa Immortal.

"Every year after the sea, I want to ask, for whom the ice wheel is rounded and missing? A piece of autumn fragrance, as bright as snow.

Looking at it in sorrow, it’s a good day and a good night, but I know it’s all sad. Only the shadow is now, it can be compared to the bright moon of the past.

Playing hide-and-seek in the flower path once provoked Xiao Xiaojing’s Wu Ye. Do you remember how lightly I fanned myself and how many times it cooled and heated me? It only ends up being filled with all kinds of feelings, always confused and irrelevant to parting. Once the purple jade was ruthless, it was blown apart by the cold night. "

As soon as the heroic words fall, the heroic spirit arises. How can we give up halfway? Lu Xuanlou walked another seven steps, crossed his hands and reached an osmanthus tree, broke off an osmanthus flower, and said with a smile: " The Mid-Autumn Festival is about to win the laurels, and you will listen to the order to win the laurels again. "

"Who is the flying mirror that shines through the universe and seals the mountains and rivers? The jade dew is cool and clear, washing the autumn sky with silvery waves without waves. There is more light than the clear night, and it does not hinder the whirling of the osmanthus shadow. I sang a song to ask Chang'e, how about not getting drunk during the good night?"

Lu Xuanlou stunned everyone with three words in a row, and everyone was convinced and speechless for a long time. They couldn't help but sigh, "There is a moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival, but only the King of Shu Du Shan's Mid-Autumn Festival Ci. "Please remember to bookmark, the latest and fastest website without anti-theft and free reading

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