Age of Empires: Beginning Reincarnation as Prince of Qin

Chapter 36 Sword Ying and Head Rope! ! !
In Qingyinfang, the literati were very silent, and everyone was thinking hard, thinking about their own poems.

"Squeak."

At this time, the door behind the stage opened again, and the sisters Gongsun Da Niang and Gongsun Xiao Niang had already changed their dance clothes, and entered the center of the stage in white and red casual clothes.

Aunt Gongsun nodded towards the plump woman in front of the stage, and the plump woman understood.

"Scholars, I don't know which one already has a manuscript in his heart, so he can stand up and recite!" The plump woman said softly.

After the plump woman finished speaking, a scholar in white came forward and recited her poems softly.

After the person's poems were recited, the plump woman looked at the two sisters, Gongsun and Sisters, and they shook their heads in unison.

Everyone knows the rules of the Gongsun sisters, and shaking their heads means that they can't do it.

Only the poems of Gongsun and sisters nodding can be written, then framed and hung in the place of performance.

This plump woman is the steward of Qingyinfang, she naturally hopes that the two Gongsun girls can choose the poems she likes.

Only when the two Gongsun girls nodded, the poem would be written, mounted, and then hung in the main hall of Qingyinfang.

If this poem is hung up, then in the future, Qingyinfang will definitely become a must-visit place for scholars.

However, the two Gongsun girls shook their heads in unison. Shaking their heads meant that they couldn't do it, so they had to change one.

The scholar did it in frustration, but there was nothing he could do.It is no wonder that others are lacking in talent and learning.

However, in fact, although this person's poems are not perfect, they are also above average.Therefore, if his poems are not good, some scholars whose poems are not as human as they are written will simply not stand up and make a fool of themselves.

However, some people think that they are not such a person, and naturally some people think that they are better than him.

Some people still stood up one after another and began to recite their own poems.

However, after more than a dozen poems, the two Gongsun girls shook their heads frequently.

As a result, no one dared to stand up for a while.

After all, among those poems just now, many of them are really well written.

"Are these two Gongsun girls so picky?" Fu Su asked Li Jiancheng.

After thinking about it for a while, Li Jiancheng said softly: "It's not that the two Gongsun girls are picky, it's because of that Zhuyu from Chang'an, the poems of this Wuling scholar are really not top-notch."

"Brother is right, even if these Wuling scholars are stacked together, they are not as good as the one from Chang'an!" Li Shimin said the same.

"But Qinglian Layman Li Taibai?" Wu Zhao asked with a bright eye.

"That's right, it's Lay Qinglian!" Li Jiancheng replied.

At this time, just listening to the bottom, Aunt Gongsun spoke in person.

"A few days ago, in Chang'an, Lay Master Qinglian wrote a poem for me and my sisters."

"My sister and I are very fond of it. I don't know if there is anyone in Wuling today who can compose poems comparable to those of knight-errants."

"If someone can write a poem comparable to that of a chivalrous man, my sister and I would like to give you a sword tassel and a hair rope as a gift?"

After Aunt Gongsun finished speaking, she waved her hand, and a maid came up behind her with a tray. Aunt Gongsun took off the tassel of the sword, and Xiaoniang Gongsun took off the headband and put it on the tray.

The behavior of Aunt Gongsun and Xiaoniang Gongsun, in Fusu's view, is almost a prostitution for nothing.

Good guy, with a sword tassel and a headband, do you want to cheat a poem that is comparable to a knight's work?
From Fusu's point of view, these two girls are really stingy, you should take out some original apron or something!
"Heroes go!"

"But that song."

"Zhao Keman, Hu Ying, Wu Goosen, Xueming!"

"The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star!"

"Kill a person in ten steps, and leave a thousand miles behind!"

"Fuck your clothes away, and hide your merits and fame!"

Some Wuling scholars seem to have heard this poem written by Qinglian Layman Li Taibai for Aunt Gongsun and Xiaoniang Gongsun, and recited it softly.

After he finished reciting this poem, Wuling scholars shook their heads frequently. Who can compare this poem by Qinglian Layman Li Taibai?

I am afraid that it is something worthy of praise to be able to hold a candle to it.

Someone in the Tang Dynasty once said that there were ten talents in poetry in the Tang Dynasty, Li Taibai monopolized twelve, and scholars in the Tang Dynasty owed him two!
Everyone wants this rope and sword tassel, but no one can compose poems comparable to those of the knights.

"Hey!"

"It would be great if I could get this rope and sword tassel!" Wu Zhao sighed softly.

Hearing this, Fusu already knew in her heart that she was a girl!

Fu Su smiled and said, "Why don't I get the rope and sword tassel for you, but you have to promise me one thing in the future?"

"Oh!"

"Brother Tai can write poems comparable to those of knights, if it is possible, why not agree?" Wu Zhao replied.

Fusu didn't pay much attention to the rope and sword tassel, but he was a little interested in the original apron.

However, since one of Wu Zhao's requests can be paid for nothing, it doesn't matter if you snatch the rope and the tassel of the sword.

Although Fusu doesn't know how to compose poetry, Fusu can do prose!
In the previous life, Gongsun Jianwu was recorded in Tang history, but in the records of Tang history, the most famous poet who wrote Gongsun Jianwu was not Li Bai, but Li Bai's younger brother Du Fu.

Now, in this world, Du Fu is still a teenager, so naturally he has never seen Gongsun Jianwu, nor has he written the poem praising Gongsun Jianwu!
"In the past, there was a beautiful woman named Gongsun, who moved all directions with a sword dance!"

"The viewers are as depressed as the mountains, and the sky and the earth are low for a long time!"

"Huo Ruyi shoots Nine Sunsets, like a dragon soaring like a group of emperors!"

"Come like a thunderbolt and stop the wrath, but let it be like the river and sea condense the light!"

Fusu stood on the viewing platform on the second floor, pacing and reciting softly.One step, one poem.

Thirteen full steps are also thirteen lines of poetry!

After the words fell, all the literati in the audience suddenly looked shocked.

As the saying goes, laymen watch the excitement, while experts watch the way.When it comes to poetry, those present are all experts.

Although they couldn't compose a poem comparable to that of a knight, they could tell that this poem was not inferior to a knight in the slightest, and seemed to have a more photographic theme than a knight.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

"I never thought that there would be such a great talent in Wuling City. My sisters and I love this poem very much!" Aunt Gongsun and Xiaoniang Gongsun couldn't help applauding and admiring.

At this time, Li Jiancheng and Li Shimin were also quite shocked, this Great Qin Emperor was really different.

Logically speaking, shouldn't this old Qin man be No. 1 in the fight?Why, Fusu is so good at poetry?
It is really a great anecdote in the world that the old Qin people can produce a poetic talent that is not inferior to Li Taibai, a layman in Qinglian!
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