The Great Wilderness Helping His Wife

But the strange thing is that ever since he made... copied the first poem, he has gained the ability to see inside.

The place to look inside is not the dantian, but his chest.

There is no true energy in the chest, but a nebula, the nebula is dominated by nine dark stars, and a palace is looming behind the nebula.

After that, every time he wrote a poem, the first dark star would be brighter.

He guessed in his heart that these nine might be the so-called Wenxing, and after Xingyun should be the legendary Wengong.

Can……

He was shocked at the time. Could it be possible that there are other cultivation methods besides martial arts in this world?

But if this is the case, why has it never been heard of?

For this doubt, he was not allowed to prove it, so he could only honestly continue to be a copy of the document.

Accumulated over the years, it is quite bright now.

Just after Jiang Zheng praised that sentence just now, the first literary star began to flicker and disappear, as if in a special state.

He had a vague feeling that Wen Xing was not far away from being fully lit.

In this case, let's make a truly famous story through the ages!

Seeing Zhao Hao not opening his eyes for a long time, Fu Gui subconsciously wanted to sneer.

The poem just now was clearly intended by him long ago to curry favor with those courtesans, otherwise how could it be so obscene?

How could such a rotten crotchless dude write serious poems?

But as soon as he opened his mouth, Ning Wanli stared at him fiercely, so he could only shut his mouth unwillingly.

However, many people present had similar thoughts. After all, from the current point of view, all the poems that Zhao Hao circulated contained some charming and charming feelings.

Isn't it good?

it is good!

But is it worthy of a princess?

Obviously not worthy.

It may not be an easy task even for Zhao Hao to write a poem that meets the requirements.

If you really can't make it, or make another erotic poem, then the fun will be great.

You know, there are still many people in the court who don't like this dude, so they are naturally happy to see Zhao Hao make a fool of himself.

However, under the gaze of everyone, Zhao Hao slowly opened his eyes.

All the poems he wrote before were to tease the oiran. Although none of them were poor in literary talent, he still felt a bit at a loss if he came up with a truly famous poem.

There are many famous articles in his mind, but he dare not write any one with a little political ambition.

Therefore, there are not as many famous articles left for him as expected.

Today, it is not too wasteful to produce an article for Princess Qi. With such a beauty, it is not bad to marry her back home and warm her bed.

So he opened his mouth slowly: "Yun Xiang's clothes are beautiful, and the spring breeze is blowing on the threshold of Revlon."

As soon as these words came out, surprise appeared in the eyes of everyone, including those who were waiting to see Zhao Hao make a fool of himself.

Such amazing lines are enough to make them let go of their prejudices. After all, even if Zhao Hao makes a fool of himself, it will have no effect on his status, but this kind of quatrains can be tasted from time to time.

Yun wants to make clothes for you, and Huadu wants to dress you up. In the second half of the sentence, a beautiful fairy image appears.

Such a brilliant way of describing, not to mention the barren country, even if the five countries of the Central Plains are combined, few people can do it so brilliantly!

Everyone looked at Ning Wanli, and only the beauty of Princess Qi could be worthy of this famous sentence through the ages, right?

No one expected that Zhao Hao could really compose such lines.

It's just that the first two sentences are so precise, the requirements for the last two sentences must be extremely high, and it would be a pity if the latter two sentences were delayed.

Even Ning Wanli looked at Zhao Hao expectantly, with a different kind of brilliance in her eyes.

Zhao Hao smiled slightly, and slowly recited the second half of the sentence: "If we don't meet at Qunyu Mountain, we will meet at Yaotai."

This is Li Taibai's poem about Yang Guifei's licking. I'll copy it for you to save face, right?

If I can't meet you in the fairyland Qunyu Mountain, then I can only meet you under the Yaotai.

Although not as amazing as the first two sentences, it is definitely not bad, and it directly makes the artistic conception of the whole poem celestial, perfect and harmonious.

The fairy hammered it!

Everyone's eyes were full of amazement and admiration. On the one hand, it was because of Zhao Hao's poems, and on the other hand, Ning Wanli's appearance seemed to be greatly enhanced by this poem.

Especially Ning Wanli, joy has already climbed to the brows.

The state of Qi respects Confucianism, and there are many literati and poets, but she is sure that even those famous people may not be able to write such famous works in their lifetime.

But Zhao Hao did it.

And he made it for himself.

From now on, no matter who mentions this poem, it will inevitably be associated with myself.

Just a poem is a great gift that can make oneself famous forever.

Jiang Zheng also smiled: "Xiao Wanli, what do you think of Zhao Hao's poems?"

Ning Wanli was a little ashamed: "Mr. Zhao's poems are naturally excellent, and Wanli likes them very much!"

Jiang Zheng smiled and said, "Then, do you think this poem is better than your Qi State's poem this time?"

As soon as the words fell, everyone's eyes were on Fu Gui's face.

Fu Gui: "???"

No sooner had he woke up from the shock of the poem than he found himself in an embarrassing situation.

This kind of famous article, as long as you are not blind, you can see that it is rare in the world.

The poems written by me must be even more different.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this poem is better, but you are an emperor, and I, a young man who promotes exchanges between the two countries, really don't talk about martial arts!