Contest: The Strongest Empire System

Li Mufeng's poems came out of the window under the blessing of a voice, and people from several streets could clearly hear what he said.

Many people who were still discussing below all closed their mouths, and some people picked up the teacup in their hands and took a sip.

"This poem sounds extremely simple, but the level is indeed quite high!"

"It turns out! The above is holding a poetry meeting! Why did I applaud before I said it!"

"Hmm! This poem is really good, it makes me feel a little homesick!"

For a moment, the people who were discussing on the street just now fell silent, sighed, shook their heads helplessly and smiled wryly.

On the top floor of the Frost Art Building, after Li Mufeng finished reading the poem, he waved his hand, and the room returned to its previous light!

Park Daxun had a strange expression on his face. He felt that his three views had been greatly affected. As the left minister of the cold country, he knew that Li Mufeng and the others had killed five hundred Golden Core monks above the glacier.

He is also a monk, so he clearly knows that a person's energy is limited. This King Tang possessed such terrifying strength at a young age, so he definitely has shortcomings in other aspects.

But judging from this poem, the king of Tang seems to have good attainments in poetry, or they have already prepared.

Thinking of this, Park Daxun had the answer in his heart. The Tang king must have been prepared. Although this poem is full of artistic conception, the lines between the lines are still a bit simple.

If you have prepared before, it is not a bad idea to memorize it!

He gave a wink to the young people on the side, and those people understood.

Immediately, a young man in gorgeous clothes got up and said excitedly: "I never thought that Tang Wang would have such a high attainment in poetry! This poem makes me feel mixed feelings, and I miss my hometown very much!"

"I don't know if the king of Tang is willing to come up with a few more songs, let us study hard!"

As soon as the young man finished speaking, the other people around him quickly echoed, with sincere expressions.

Li Mufeng sneered in his heart, this is not giving up on not seeing the Yellow River!

What kind of bullshit is asking for advice and learning, they just want to see me embarrassed when I can't speak a poem, and then laugh at me.

In this case, then Li Mufeng is going to let them appreciate the charm of his Huaxia poetry!

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Li Mufeng leaned against the window with one hand, picked up the jug on the table with the other hand and said: "Good! Today I can see so many young talents in the cold country, and they are so interested in poetry. As the king of the Tang country, I naturally Don't be stingy!"

The words he said were all blessed by one voice, and these words were spread far away, but there was no other abnormality heard on the roof of their building.

Everyone downstairs, after hearing this, suddenly realized that they really are the kings of a country.

"Prince Tang? That ruthless character who dominates the world!"

"I said how to send our left minister to receive him!"

"Ah! I remembered, this person is the young man who beheaded the suzerain of Jujian Sect at the Xuanhai River!"

"Really? Come on! Tell me!"

Hearing someone say that this guy was the one who killed the Patriarch of Jujian Sect at the riverside, many people became interested and sat down with stools.

"Let me tell you, not only the incident by the Xuanhai River, but also the vision of the sky that we saw before was created by this guy!"

"What..!"

When everyone exclaimed, Li Mufeng upstairs also started to recite his poems!

"Don't you see that the water of the mysterious sea comes up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning,...!"

"The lonely smoke in the desert is straight, and the sun is setting in the long river...!"

"The business girl doesn't know the hatred of the subjugated country, but she still sings the flowers in the backyard across the river...!"

"I don't see the ancients before, and I don't see the coming...!"

"There will be times when the wind and the waves cleave, hang the clouds and sail straight to the sea...!"

A poem after another came out of Li Mufeng's mouth like a cannonball, and many people were stunned in place.

On the other hand, Lao Tzu looked calm, got a pen and paper from somewhere, and wrote down the poems for Li Mufeng.

As for the people on the street, listening to the poems, they forgot to close their tea mouths, and the tea flowed all over their bodies.

It wasn't until Li Mufeng drank the wine in the flagon in his hand that he said with a lack of interest: 'That's it!Just finished drinking, these poems should be enough for you to study! '

Even though he said this on his lips, Li Mufeng said devoutly in his heart: "Master Li Bai, Master Du Fu, Master Wang Wei... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, help the world, don't blame me, anyway, I will let your poems Bloomed in another world!"

When Li Mufeng sat back in his seat, everyone reacted.

"Good poetry, good poetry!" A young man applauded unconsciously. Seeing this, the others also clapped their hands.

The warm applause also broke the calm on the street outside, and many people screamed for a while.

"I'm going! Is this a poem written by Tang Wang? Hurry up! Whoever of you wrote it down, take it out and let's have a look together!"

"Where is the paper! I want to write it down immediately!"

"If you want fart paper, just write it on the table with tea!"

For a moment, Tang Wang's talent instantly became the topic of discussion among everyone in the winter city after dinner.

On the other hand, Park Daxun in the Frost Tower had a gloomy expression. He seemed to have failed, the kind who lost completely.

"Fortunately, the floor here is higher, and Li Mufeng's voice of chanting poems is not loud. This matter should not have spread!"

But when they finished drinking and came down, Park Daxun was determined to die.

"What the hell! Why do so many people on the street look at King Tang with such eyes?"

"Are people's ears so good now? Can they hear from such a distance?"

After sending Li Mufeng back to the palace to rest, Park Daxun grabbed two guards who were guarding outside and asked, "Let me ask you, did you hear what happened above?"

The two guards glanced at each other, and then said, "I didn't hear anything at first, only faint applause!"

"But when the king of Tang recited the recitation, people in four or five streets around could hear it clearly, and the voice was very clear."

"What? You don't come up and tell me such an important thing!" Park Daxun roared angrily

While speaking, one person gave them a kick.

These two people are also suffering in their hearts!The voice of Tang Wang reciting is so loud, do you still use them to report?

Don't you think the sound is too loud and harsh?

Although they were upset, the two of them didn't dare to say anything, they just lowered their heads and apologized repeatedly.

Park Daxun sat weakly on the seat behind him, sighed deeply and said helplessly: "It's screwed up! It's screwed up! Not only has King Tang's reputation not been damaged, but it has even increased so much!"

"It's really not worth the money!"