After traveling through time, I became Han Zhang’s grandson?

"Come here, bring some writing brush and ink to present to Marquis Han!"

Upon hearing Xiao Guanyin's instructions, the attendants beside him immediately began to move the table and take out the new four treasures of the study.

"Don't bother going back and forth, just move it outside!"

Han Ming said casually without looking at anyone.

Then he picked up a pot of new wine from Su Shi's side and strode out of the tent.

"Where is the Marquis going?!"

Su Zizhan asked in surprise.

“Climbing the Great Wall——!”

After leaving this sentence, everyone in the venue looked at each other in confusion.

"Climbing the Great Wall now?"

"I don't understand what this Marquis Han is planning."

"Could it be that you're sneaking away because you see that poetry is too difficult to win?"

"That's impossible. Although this Marquis has an eccentric personality, he wouldn't do something so disgraceful."

"You can't just be looking for inspiration at the last minute and improvise a song, right?"

"What's the big deal? Didn't the Empress also improvise on the spot?"

"There's no comparison. I heard that the inspiration for the Empress Dowager came to her during His Majesty's winter hunt some time ago. She probably already had the draft in mind."

"Ah? Doesn't that mean that the Madam prepared this little poem in advance?"

"Hush, what nonsense are you talking about? How can you call it preparation in advance? That's called a 'mental draft' or a 'rough draft'. If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense..."

A group of people were surprised by Han Ming's actions and were at a loss, while Su Zizhan and Xiao Guanyin's eyes lit up, and they stood up at the same time and chased after Han Ming.

"Big sister..." As the youngest princess of Yelu Hongji and Xiao Guanyin, Yelu Tri opened her eyes wide and pulled the skirt of the eldest princess, Yelu Saguzhi.

"Let's go and follow him to see what that weird guy is up to!"

Following the lead of Su Zizhan and others, the Liao kings and ministers behind them stood up and followed.

For a moment, the huge banquet hall was empty, leaving only the aroma of wine floating around, giving people a sense of illusion.

. . . . . .

The Qing Dynasty's "Fang Yu Ji Yao" vividly describes the precipitousness of Gubeikou: "Two cliffs stand out, with a road in the middle, only wide enough for one cart. Below is a deep ravine, with huge rocks piled up. The road is forty miles long and extremely dangerous."

It was built through the Liao, Jin, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties before gradually forming its external features in the Qing Dynasty.

It’s just that the current Gubeikou Great Wall was renovated based on the remains of the one built during the Northern Qi Dynasty.

Although it is not as steep as the ones in later generations, its current height is still daunting.

Han Ming strode up the steps of the Great Wall, followed by a group of attendants carrying tables, pens, ink, paper, and inkstones, and further behind them were people with different expressions.

Looking at the snow scenes inside and outside the Great Wall, Han Ming felt a rising wave of heat in his heart.

Touching the Great Wall that had gone through thousands of years of wind and frost, Han Ming's eyes began to calm down.

As Han Ming stood on the Great Wall, he looked out at the vast scenery of rivers and mountains in the distance, which was shining brightly under the winter sun.

At this moment, his emotions reached their peak, and the passion in his eyes could no longer be suppressed: "Pen! Ink!"

Following Han Ming's loud shout, the attendants behind him immediately rushed forward at a speed of 180 miles per hour and laid out everything in a few seconds.

When the people behind him saw Han Ming about to put pen to paper, they all held their breath, fearing that they would disturb his thoughts.

Only Xiao Tu Guci sneered and muttered in disdain: "Humph! Pretending!"

This made Xiao Ge, who had been patient with him, turn around and glare at him before stopping his rude behavior.

Everyone was waiting for Han Ming to put pen to paper, but he first glanced around the Great Wall, then looked up in the cold wind and scorching sun, and gulped down the northern wine.

Wine splashed, clothes fluttered, three thousand black hair fixed with jade hairpins fluttered in the wind, and his handsome face had a hint of being drunk.

Such a transcendent and detached attitude stunned everyone, and they all thought it was an immortal who had descended to earth!

"The scenery of the north, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow--!"

Seeing that the time was ripe, Han Ming picked up his pen and wrote with a smooth and flowing style, which made everyone press the pause button and appreciate it quietly.

"Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, all I see is wilderness; looking up and down the great river, all I see is no longer roaring."

Han Ming's second sentence came out in one breath, giving people a sense of building momentum.

"The mountains dance with silver snakes, the plains gallop with wax elephants, trying to compete with the sky for height."

As soon as the third sentence comes out, there is a sense of enterprising spirit and competitive energy.

"On a clear day, it looks particularly charming when you look at the red dress."

The fourth sentence makes people imagine the scene of a sunny day after the snow, and brings out a new atmosphere. The scenery in the snow looks majestic in the vastness, and the scene after the snow looks even more beautiful.

"There are so many beauties in the country that it attracts countless heroes to bow down."

The mountains and rivers are so beautiful, no wonder they have attracted many heroes from ancient times to the present, and they have competed to fight for the unification of the world.

The word "competition" describes the fierce struggle between heroes and the rise and fall of generations of heroes.

The image of "bending the waist" shows the attitude that each hero is attracted to and reveals the motivation for fighting for it.

Then Han Ming stopped wiping the rag, picked up his brush and wrote the rest of the words in one breath.

"It is a pity that the Emperors of Qin and Han were slightly inferior in literary talent; the Emperors of Tang and Zhou were slightly inferior in style and elegance."

"Yelu Abaoji, a great hero of his generation, only knew how to bend his bow and shoot eagles."

"All the past is gone, but the heroes of today are still to be seen."

Han Ming stopped writing with force, his eyes filled with undisguised enthusiasm and surging momentum.

Su Shizhan came closer behind him unknowingly, and looked carefully at this poem, which can be said to be the most powerful and heroic poem in ancient and modern times, and read it out loud word by word.

With the appearance of the last three sentences, the whole scene fell into a state where you could hear a pin drop. Even the whistling sound of the north wind was intentionally lowered in volume, as if it was shocked by the domineering power of this poem.

"The Emperors of Qin and Han...were slightly inferior in literary talent...the Emperors of Tang and Zhou...were slightly inferior in style..."

Then Han Ming stopped wiping the rag, picked up his brush and wrote the rest of the words in one breath.

"All the past is gone, but the heroes of today are still to be seen!"

Su Zizhan felt that the last sentence completely ignited his inner passion. He stared straight at Han Ming who was gazing into the distance in a daze.

"this!"

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. There were so many great rulers from ancient and modern times involved in the poem that they had no idea how to appreciate it.

"Qin Shi Huang, Emperor Wu of Han, Emperor Taizong of Tang... Who is this Zhou ruler? Emperor Taizu of Zhou, Guo Wei? Or Emperor Shizong of Zhou, Chai Rong?"

"It should be a combination of both. After all, Zhou Taizu and Zhou Shizong were two generations of wise rulers who laid the foundation for the Song Dynasty!"

"That's true. Guo Wei and Chai Rong's Great Zhou caused a lot of trouble for our Emperor Muzong..."

The Liao ministers present at the scene whispered about the historical heroes mentioned in this poem.

Yelu Hongji and Xiao Guanyin swallowed their saliva secretly at the same time, moved lightly to Han Ming's side, and looked at the poem carefully.

"Your Majesty, Madam, what do you think of this poem written by me?"

How? Of course it hurts!

Originally, they were very happy that the founding monarch of Liao Dynasty, Yelü Abaoji, could be listed alongside the great rulers of the Central Plains dynasties, but the sentence "I only know how to bend the bow and shoot eagles" made them blush.

Previously, Xiao Guanyin's words "the might of ten thousand miles overwhelms the southern part" were a blatant disparagement of the Song Dynasty, and later Xiao Tuguci's words also mocked the Song Dynasty everywhere.

Now Han Ming's words, "Yelu Abaoji, a great hero of his generation, only knew how to bend his bow and shoot eagles," are both a recognition of your founding monarch's status as a great hero and a criticism of the Liao Khitans' image as relying only on military prowess and ignorant of civil governance.

Furthermore, Han Ming's last line, "To count the heroes of the past, look no further than today," instantly elevated the image of their generation. How could anyone still have the nerve to reprimand him?

Being both despised and praised, the Liao rulers and their ministers felt so angry that they didn't know what to do.

"Good...good! Good! Marquis Han is indeed worthy of being the treasure of the Southern State and the leader of the world's literary world!"

As soon as Yelu Hongji said this, everyone's face changed. After all, in the whole world, not counting that wolf cub in the west, the only two countries that could compete with each other culturally were Liao and Song.

Now that the Liao Kingdom has recognized Han Ming's status as Emperor Wenzong, the Song Dynasty is even more happy to have this opportunity to gain face. They may publicize it as soon as they return and give him the title of Grandmaster of Literature.

The Liao people feel very uncomfortable when outsiders take away their cultural reputation and titles.

However, judging from the quality and content of this poem today, it is really impossible to overwhelm the literary circles of both Song and Liao.

The ambition to swallow mountains and rivers and the desire to sweep across the world contained in this are unprecedented since the creation of the world.

In the past, everyone compared themselves to the wise rulers and loyal ministers of the previous dynasty, but Han Ming was the only one who didn't care about the great achievements of his predecessors.

The phrase "To count the heroes of the time, look no further!" is an expression of extreme arrogance and self-confidence.

This kind of self-expression is to live up to the historical mission, surpass the heroes in history, possess more outstanding talents, and will surely create unprecedented great achievements. It is Han Ming's firm confidence and great ambition.

This conclusion, which has shocked the world for thousands of years, issued a declaration that transcends history and expressed the ambition to transform the world.

This moment connects thousands of years, this moment gives insight into the future, this moment is full of passion, this moment looks down on the past and present.

"Among the great men of all time, Han Jingyuan must have a place!"

Xiao Guanyin's eyes could no longer conceal her admiration and adoration as she stared blankly at the young man in white mink fur...