The eldest son is fierce

Jiang Yunna wanted to send Tang Yi to hell and make him fall into eternal damnation, instead of becoming Tang Yi's stepping stone again and becoming a laughing stock.

She didn't believe this was true, absolutely not!

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at Kong Shilan.

Emperor Yanwen, Tang Jing, Tang Hua and others also looked at Kong Shilan.

However, Kong Shilan didn't even look at them. She glanced at Tang Yi with her beautiful eyes. Seeing Tang Yi nod, she smiled and said, "Okay, in that case, I will read the two poems written by the Fourth Young Master Tang!"

"The first one is "Red and Soft Hands" from "The Phoenix Hairpin."

"Red tender hands, yellow wine, the whole city is full of spring colors and the palace walls are covered with willows. The east wind is fierce, the joy is thin. A heart full of sorrow, years of separation. Wrong, wrong, wrong!"

"Spring is the same as before, but I am thin and empty. The red tears have soaked through the silk gauze. The peach blossoms have fallen, and the pool pavilion is empty. Although the mountain oath is still there, it is difficult to entrust a letter. No, no, no!"

Kong Shilan's cold voice spread throughout the venue.

As her voice spread, everyone's expressions gradually changed.

From the initial disdain and disbelief, they gradually became shocked, then wide-eyed, and in the end many people's mouths were open so wide that they could swallow their own fists.

Red and tender hands, yellow wine, the whole city full of spring colors and willows on the palace walls... These three short sentences describe the beauty of the past.

The east wind is evil, and the joy is thin... The pen style changes, and the breath of indignation and sadness instantly comes to the face, fully describing the pain of General Lu after his divorce.

The whole poem has a fast rhythm, sad and tense tone, and is heart-wrenching!

In an instant, the entire Luming Lake was silent, and everyone was shocked and dumbfounded.

I originally thought that Tang Yi was bragging and pretending to be cool. How could he write poetry in such a short time?

As a result, Tang Yi wrote it out, and their doubts and ridicules just now became slaps in their faces.

So what if it was such a short time? Others couldn't do it, but he, Tang Yi, could.

This is the ability of this little poet!

Plop... The teacup in Tang Jing's hand fell to the ground. His face froze and even his pupils dilated.

Impossible, this is absolutely impossible. Tang Yi... How could Tang Yi write a poem with such a mood?

He has never even experienced being a woman, how could he possibly write about it?

Yan Shuangyu came from a humble background and didn't know much about poetry, but when she saw the dazed faces around her, she knew that Tang Yi had written an extraordinary poem.

How could this be possible? She had been taking strict precautions over the years, not giving Tang Yi any chance to touch books.

How could he possibly understand these things?

Jiang Yunna's eyes were as big as cow's, staring at Tang Yi intently, as if she wanted to see through him.

Yan Shuangyu didn't know whether the poem was good or bad, but she had been reading since she was young and had some ability to appreciate poetry. Naturally, she knew that this was a peerless masterpiece.

No wonder Kong Shilan was shocked just now, but how could Tang Yi write such a good word? Brother Hua clearly said that he was a waste, a sinister and cunning villain!

Tang Hua was also stunned. His hands were trembling slightly and his heart was consumed by fear.

He wanted to delay time and deliberately pushed Tang Yi out to block the disaster and buy more time.

But they didn't expect that Tang Yi would become their disaster!

And it is a natural disaster that is difficult to overcome!

In the field, Qin Yu's heartbeat quickened as he looked at Tang Yi. Is this the ability of the Great Yan Little Poet? It was indeed amazing.

Liu Wen, Zhao Ke and other ministers were all dumbfounded at this time.

They still wanted to see Tang Yi make a fool of himself, but now they have become clowns again.

Even Xiao Di widened his eyes at this time. Although he didn't know whether the poem was good or bad, the atmosphere alone was enough to make his scalp numb and his goosebumps all over the floor!

It is confirmed that Tang Yi has done something extraordinary again.

Emperor Yanwen almost ignored his image and was so excited that he almost jumped up.

Good, good! You are indeed the one I favor. Well done.

You really make me proud. After the Shenyuan Poetry Meeting, I will definitely reward you handsomely.

Well, I will reward you by making you my son-in-law, haha...

In the attic, Xiao Lan's beautiful eyes had widened and even turned a little red. Others were shocked that Tang Yi could write such good poems, but she was indignant that Tang Yi could write such good poems.

Why write so well? If I write so well and get first place, and marry Sister Lan, how can I be the father of my child?

Until Kong Shilan's voice fell, the whole audience remained silent.

moment.

clap clap!

A round of applause rang out in the crowd.

"Good, very good, cough cough... As expected of the Little Poet Immortal, cough cough..."

The first person to applaud was not Emperor Yanwen, nor Kong Shilan and Du Lingfei, but Long Zhan who wanted to kill Tang Yi.

To be honest, Long Zhan didn't expect that Tang Yi could answer Kong Shilan's tricky question so perfectly.

This little poet is really an interesting person.

He couldn't help but want to praise him, but of course, he still had to kill him.

clap clap clap...

Some people applauded, and even though the others' faces turned green and they were very reluctant, they could only follow suit and applaud Tang Yi.

Although I don't want to admit it, the lyrics written by this guy are really good.