Novel: Crossing into a waste prince, his seven steps into poetry frightened everyone, even the emperor was stunned

Today, in addition to the presence of the three princes, some talents from the capital naturally came.

Although they knew the true nature of this poetry meeting, some han disciples also wanted to try their luck, maybe their poems would be approved by the princes present, then they would be smooth and prosperous, and the future would be open.

In addition to some cold disciples, some noble children who are quite talented and famous have also come.

Among them was a famous talented woman in the capital, when the left chancellor Wang Shouning's queen Yanran.

Wang Yanran was purely here to join in the fun.

She heard that today, the sixth prince, who had been hiding in the inner courtyard of the imperial palace, although it was a waste, but had a handsome appearance that made people jealous, would come, and she rushed here.

Of course, I also want to make a poem through this poem and show my poetic talent again.

Wang Yanran saw Li Zhun appear, saw Li Zhun's handsome face, and her heart trembled slightly.

really!

These six princes have a beautiful face, which is really a cute skin bag!

"Miss Miss, you see, the six princes are indeed as rich as jade, and they are extremely beautiful." When Xiaozhu saw Li Zhun next to him, he was also surprised and immediately whispered next to him.

Wang Yanran is not pink, but she is also ice muscle jade skin, and her figure is absolutely beautiful.

She is also a first-class beauty in the capital, and I heard that the threshold of the Prime Minister's Mansion has been broken by the matchmaker who said that she was pro-family.

Wang Yanran's demeanor was very reserved, and he secretly looked at Li Zhun a few times, his eyes were slightly shy, and when he heard the voice of the close-fitting mane, he also nodded his head without question, saying:

"Really handsome. It's just a pity...."

It's just a pity that there is a good skin bag in the air, but the belly is sloppy.

However, in the face of his two brothers, these six princes were not humble, as if they were not as unbearable as rumors.

However, everyone knows that the sixth prince Li Zhun did not learn no skills, and he could not succeed in writing martial arts, and now if he wants him to compose poetry according to the scene, is he not humiliating him?

When Wang Yanran heard the question of Li Zhong, the fifth prince, he also shook his head at the moment.

This question is not simple.

It is a work of scene adaptation, and it is a sentence, which also has a snow scene, whether it is the subject matter or the limitation of the format of the sentence, if you want to do a good job of this poem, even if it is her, there is no good idea for a while.

This Li Zhun is even more impossible.

"Miss, this question is not simple..." The little pearl frowned slightly.

The five princes said it was simple, but it wasn't simple!

The most difficult to produce good poetry!

Because there are too many restrictions!

now!

Hearing Li Zhong's words, all the talented scribes in the Wenqu Pavilion immediately meditated.

The focus is on snow!

And then it's time again!

The snow scene is easy to do, but it needs to be the scene of the scene, the restriction is so big, want to produce good poetry, it is not simple.......

However, if this poem is done well, it will definitely be able to get the affirmation of the three princes and the five princes, and then it will be a frank road to the clouds!

Therefore, these cold disciples, people with official ambitions, immediately racked their brains and began to think bitterly.

Wang Yanran was also secretly thinking.

"Sixth brother, how's it going?" Is that simple? ”

When Li Zhong finished the question, he immediately smiled and looked at Li Zhun.

Inside, it's a sneer!

Li Zhun, Li Zhun, you waste, just because you also want to make this should-be sentence?

It's wishful thinking!

This trip to the city, you are sure!

The waste of a maid, juxtaposed with him as a prince, is really disgraceful!

It was so nice!

This waste is destined to leave Beijing today!

That Linshun City, he and the third brother have arranged a lot, if the robber does not die Li Zhun, someone will kill him!

Li Zhun, the prince of this life, ended in Nashun City!

Li Zhong's heart was cold.

Li Zhun looked calm and stood on the spot.

Like snow white long velvet, let him have a kind of dust and clean wind that does not eat human fireworks, which makes many women in the field feel pity.

That Wang Yanran was also staring at it beautifully, and some could not move away.

"Thank you brother five for taking care of it, this question is indeed ....... Simple. ”

When Li Zhun opened his mouth, he was immediately shocked by the four seats.

All the talented literati around them were stunned.

Is it simple?

Is it a real joke or a fake joke?

"Simple?"

Wang Yanran was also beautiful and her eyes were condensed, and her lips were slightly enlightened, which was somewhat incredible.

Li Zhun thinks this is simple?

"Hahaha ~ the sixth brother is really humorous!"

The Third Prince saw Li Zhun's simple and direct sentence that shocked people on the spot, and he also looked a little shocked, but he quickly laughed out loud, "I didn't expect the sixth brother to be so humorous, how did he not find out before." ”

Li Zhun said calmly, "The third brother is too prestigious." ”

Li Qian smiled, waved his hand, and said, "Sixth brother, you should hurry up and compose poetry." I and my fifth brother and Shen Taifu can't always be here to accompany you, so give you a time limit for a scorching incense. ”

Immediately someone lit an incense stick next to him.

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was in an uproar.

Originally, this should be a unique sentence that is difficult to do, and now only give a scorching incense time, is this not a deliberate embarrassment?

The talents immediately frowned, frowning deeply.

Wang Yanran, who bears the name of a talented woman, is also slightly changed at this moment.

Yi Zhao Xiang made this poem, even she couldn't do it!

Not to mention Lee Joon!

Sure enough, today's poetry meeting was specially designed to embarrass the unpopular sixth prince.

Wang Yanran had given up her plan to make this poem and looked up at Li Zhun.

However, he found that Li Zhun's expression was still calm and unchanged.

I was shocked.

Is this sixth prince really confident, or is the jar broken?

"I don't need a single incense, I can become a poem in seven steps!"

When Li Zhun saw the lit incense, he immediately sneered and immediately uttered a startling remark!

Seven steps into poetry?

The crowd was shocked!

Li Qian Li Zhong upstairs also frowned instantly.

This boy, the tone is really big!

Taifu Shenkuo next to him also shook his head at the moment, seven steps into poetry?

Not even he can!

This sixth prince, indeed, is a straw bag, and will only get away with his tongue, and it seems that the jar is broken!

Just as everyone was shocked, Li Zhun began to take the first step, and then opened his mouth:

"A Thousand Mountains.... Birds fly away. ”

Well?

A thousand mountain birds flying?

It seems like that!

The faces of the crowd immediately changed slightly!

Then, Li Zhun took the second and third steps, and a low moan came from his mouth again:

"Ten Thousand Paths... People are gone. ”

rumble!

A thousand mountain birds fly out, and ten thousand people disappear!

Popular, simple, artistic conception is far away!

Symmetrical, neat!

rhyme!

And isn't that a true portrayal of that moat?!

There are no bird shadows in the thousand mountains around the capital, and there are no people on the Wanli Avenue!

What a sight to behold!

Wang Yanran's face changed, and Taifu Shenkuo's face also changed!

Everyone's face changed!

Li Qian and Li Zhong were also stunned!

This crap, can really compose poetry?!

At this time, Li Zhun took the fourth step and the fifth step!

"Lonely Boat.... Shōgun! ”

Li Zhun then took the sixth step and the seventh step, his face was cold, the corners of his mouth revealed a touch of loneliness, and even with a trace of ridicule, he recited the last sentence:

"Fishing alone..."

"Hanjiang Snow!"

Fishing alone in the snow of the Han River??!

Li Zhun's voice was low, and he slowly dropped the last sound:

"The title of the poem is 'Moat Snow'."