I was kicked out of the house, and I was reborn and became the emperor

When Zhao Nansheng heard the second question, his brows furrowed and he fell into deep thought.

It's not that he had never tried to use his brush to depict the grandeur of the war, but every time he put pen to paper, he always felt that the lines of poetry were empty and boring, or just whining, and he couldn't satisfy himself.

If I really show this to others, wouldn't I become a laughing stock?

Since I have decided to use poetry to turn things around, I should do my best to contribute excellent works.

While thinking, his eyes accidentally swept across the confident Kenjiro Niino, and Zhao Nansheng's heart tightened. Could it be that this man already had a plan in mind?

His eyes moved and fell on Fang Yi, who was calm and composed, savoring the fine wine and delicious food.

Fang Yi's attitude seemed as if he was just a spectator of the competition rather than a competitor.

In this situation, Zhao Nansheng's mind was filled with thoughts and confusion, let alone reciting poems and composing couplets.

At this moment, Kenjiro Niino's eyes showed cold determination. After asking the question, he pondered for a moment and then raised his head.

His eyes were like an eagle's, scanning Zhao Nansheng who was in deep thought and the scholars who were looking around in confusion, one by one, and finally stopped on Fang Yi.

"You are calm and composed, with a lot on your mind. Have you planned this out long ago, or do you think you are not talented enough and are just pretending to be open-minded?"

Kenjiro Niino spoke sarcastically.

In his opinion, most of these so-called literati and scholars are just in name only.

Only Fang Yi, is he just a flash of inspiration or just extremely talented?

Have to be cautious!

Sitting in the elegant seat, Fang Yi did not look nervous at all. Instead, he was relaxed and at ease. He poured the wine calmly, then turned around and looked directly at the aggressive Kenjiro Niino.

"Do I need to think hard to answer you? I can just recite a poem easily."

Upon hearing this, Kenjiro Niino sneered with a hint of anger, how dare this unknown young man speak so arrogantly.

"Hmph, you are so confident, could it be that you have hidden another unparalleled chapter?"

Fang Yi thought seriously for a moment and said, "I dare not say it is the best, but it is enough to teach you a lesson."

"Then please show your skills. Don't fail at the critical moment. Otherwise, you will have to leave in disgrace."

Kenjiro Shinno's face turned pale, and anger rose to his throat. If he had not considered the occasion, he would have already taken action.

"Well, I will let you open your eyes."

Fang Yi smiled calmly and glanced at everyone. Everyone's eyes, either expectant or jealous, were focused on him.

He raised his glass and recited aloud, each word sounding powerful.

"Black clouds are pressing down on the city, threatening to destroy it; the armor shines in the sun, revealing its golden scales."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's emotions fluctuated, as if they were on a battlefield, with the enemy army like a dark cloud pressing down on their heads, and their armor shining brightly in the sun.

"The sound of horns fills the sky with autumn colors, and the rouge on the frontier turns the night purple."

The drums are beating, the autumn wind is blowing, the frontier flags are fluttering in the night wind, and the majestic scene before the fierce battle comes to mind.

"The half-rolled red flag is facing the Yishui River, the frost is so heavy and the drums are so cold that they cannot be heard."

The red flag was half-rolled, the soldiers waded forward, the severe winter wind was howling, even the war drums seemed to be frozen, a tragic scene unfolded.

"I will repay your kindness on the Golden Terrace and die for you with the Jade Dragon!"

The last two sentences were like thunder, shocking the whole audience. All the scholars stood up unconsciously, fists clenched, blood boiling.

"I will repay your kindness on the Golden Terrace and die for you with the Jade Dragon!"

These verses vividly show the determination of loyal ministers and generals to sacrifice their lives for their monarch. How heroic and spirited!

How can such a mood not make one's blood boil and one's spirits lifted?

Many literati already had pure ideals and ambitions, and this poem inspired them to join the army and defend their country. They felt a sense of admiration for Fang Yi.

"It's so great! My heart is filled with emotion after hearing your poem. I can't wait to go to the frontier and make achievements!"

"Indeed! The imagery of this poem is majestic and cold. In just a few sentences, the battlefield is fully revealed. The last couplet is the climax of the whole poem! Who can't be moved by such lofty ambitions!"

"Snow on the River" is quiet and beautiful, while Horses and Swords is passionate. Both are masterpieces!"

"This young hero will probably become famous and powerful throughout the world!"

……

In the corridor on the second floor, Zhao Nansheng was immersed in an ocean of thoughts, but was suddenly interrupted. He felt confused, like a traveler who had lost his way in the wilderness, feeling unwilling and powerless.

He knew very well that even if he racked his brains, he could not reach the peak reached by that poem, let alone surpass it. And Kenjiro Niino was also dumbfounded, his lips and teeth clenched, his face full of indomitable spirit and frustration.

As soon as Fang Yi's poem sounded, it was like thunder breaking the silence, and Kenjiro Niino trembled instantly.

Those few short words at the beginning paint a picture of a battlefield filled with smoke and magnificent momentum. The powerful brushwork and exquisite composition are so wonderful that they are breathtaking!

The following few sentences, every word of which is a gem, are closely connected to the previous text, until the last couplet, where the poetic meaning is sublimated to a higher level, leaving Kenjiro Niino speechless and ashamed of himself. It is even more difficult for him to talk about his own work.

Even so, the fire of unwillingness to admit defeat still burned deep in his heart!

He looked at Fang Yi. How could a young man in his early twenties experience the war at the border and feel the lofty ambitions?

How could one write such a tragic and majestic poem?

"Excuse me, these two excellent works are probably not original, right?"

Kenjiro Niino had a gloomy look on his face and his words were merciless.

"How can you, at such a young age, fully express the loneliness and detachment after experiencing all the vicissitudes of life in "Snow on the River"? And how can you possibly depict the rolling smoke and the magnificent torrent of armored vehicles in "Golden Horses and Iron Horses"? "

He asked questions one after another, his tone full of doubt, "Such a masterpiece could not possibly be written by you! You are a plagiarist, you are really bringing shame to the literary world of Great Zhou!"

The scholars and writers around him were all surprised when they heard this. Indeed, this young man was both immature and unknown. How could he have created such a poem? Could it be that, as Kenjiro Niino said, it was all just plagiarism?

Everyone looked at him strangely and the atmosphere gradually became subtle. Facing doubts and suspicions, Fang Yi simply smiled indifferently and stood with his hands behind his back.

"Writing poetry is not something that can be easily accomplished, so why plagiarize? Mr. Japan, your doubts are nothing but excuses for not being able to accept defeat, right?" he asked calmly.

Kenjiro Shinno looked angry and rebuked him coldly, "Is it because I can't afford to lose, or are you guilty? Those who deceive the world and steal reputation are worse than pigs and dogs! I advise you to confess, otherwise, the reputation of the scholars of the Great Zhou will be ruined because of you."

These words came like thunder out of the blue, shocking everyone on the boat.

Literary men value integrity, and plagiarism is a taboo in the literary world. Once confirmed, the perpetrator will be condemned by everyone.

Li Sheng's face turned pale and he was struggling internally. It was not that he doubted Fang Yi, but the matter had a huge impact. If it was confirmed, the face of the Great Zhou royal family would be completely lost.

"Haha, you want to cheat because you can't stand losing? I've never seen such a shameless person."