Yu Lan's eyes twitched slightly, wondering who gave Qin Feng the confidence.
Even if he can really write calligraphy to a natural state, he is not a major after all. Isn't it a bit too arrogant to compare his hobby with someone else's main job!?
"Qin Fenggiegie is so awesome!"
Princess Nanfeng started to provoke again, and said with a look of admiration: "You have actually practiced calligraphy to a natural state. I am free tonight, can you come over and teach me!?"
"Um!?"
Yu Lan's eyes instantly turned cold, and she felt like tearing up the green tea with her hands.
"It's not that I don't want to teach!"
Qin Feng was very confused: "You have already seen my cursive script and Kuang Cao, but you really can't do anything else!"
"Have you seen this princess!?"
Princess Nanfeng was slightly stunned at first, and then she said she couldn't bear it.
I didn't expect that under such circumstances, I would be teased by Qin Feng in public, and Qin Feng's arrogant appearance appeared in my mind.
"Starting to change the subject!"
The scholars around him smiled contemptuously.
They were obviously discussing literary talent, but Qin Feng changed the topic to calligraphy, which was clearly a sign of guilty conscience.
"nonsense!"
The Crown Princess couldn't see Qin Feng being questioned, so she plucked up the courage and said, "I don't know if the world's scholars owe my young master a ton of talent, but my talent is indeed the best in the world."
"Number one in the world? Haha..."
The scholars around him couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Since ancient times, there has been no first in literature and no second in martial arts. How can Qin Feng and He De dare to claim that talent is the best in the world!?
"Is the Great Demon King really that strong!?"
Yourong looked at Qin Feng doubtfully.
She remembered asking the Crown Princess why she had left behind her glory and wealth and followed Qin Feng to escape from the Great Xia Dynasty.
The result is returned The answer is that Qin Feng is not only an upright man, but also a talented man with extraordinary literary talent.
When she heard the answer, she was immediately stunned on the spot. She seriously doubted whether the Crown Princess had a wrong understanding of standing upright.
How can someone like Qin Feng stand upright!?
As for extraordinary literary talent, just ignore it!
But now that I think about it carefully, even if the Crown Princess has no talent for cultivation, she is a lady trained by a big family and can still judge the quality of literature.
"A bunch of sour scholars are worthy of mocking my Lord Rabbit Yin!"
Xiaobai said with disgust on his face: "My Lord Rabbit Yin composed a poem for the Moon God when he was eight years old. He wrote a poem in three steps at the age of nine. He was called the Immortal Poetry by the Moon God when he was ten years old. When he was eleven years old, he spoke beautifully and became a prosperous world.
At the age of twelve, he frowned, and then made up for the conflicts in the troubled times. At the age of thirteen, he stopped writing poetry because of his invincibility in poetry. At the age of fourteen, he retreated for a year and devoted himself to practice. At the age of fifteen, he made his debut and reached his peak. He was the first genius in ancient times.
No one can shake it, but it’s a pity that the world is too narrow to accommodate such geniuses!”
"Blow, keep blowing!"
The scholars around him rolled their eyes, obviously not believing it at all.
They didn't dare to have the slightest doubt about Qin Feng's reputation as the most talented person in ancient times.
But when it comes to his eloquent talk, even the world in the prosperous age would not believe it even if he frowned and added that he would be beaten to death by the strife of the troubled times.
"Damn it, it can't be compared, it can't be compared!"
Thousands of troops and thousands of horses felt extremely ashamed.
I thought I had mastered Qin Feng, but who knew that Xiaobai was even better than them?
"A bunch of sour scholars, who lied to you?"
Xiaobai immediately felt unhappy and began to teach them how to behave.
"My Lord Rabbit silver writes heavy snow!"
"It must be that the immortal was so drunk that he crushed the white clouds into pieces!"
"My master is a beauty!"
"The clouds are like clothes, the flowers are like faces, the spring breeze is blowing on the threshold, and the dew is thick!"
"My master, Yin Xiu Pavilion!"
"Don't dare to speak loudly for fear of frightening the people in heaven!"
"My Lord Rabbit Silver Writes Waterfall!"
"Flying down three thousand feet, it seems that the Milky Way is falling from the sky!"
"My rabbit master Yin writes loneliness!"
"Raise a glass to the bright moon and make three people in the shadows!"
"My rabbit master writes his ideals in silver!"
"One day the roc rises with the wind and soars ninety thousand miles away!"
"My rabbit master Yin Shu's mentality!"
"If you are happy in life, you must have all the fun, and don't let the golden cup stand empty against the moon!"
"My Rabbit Master Yin Shu has high aspirations!"
"We are all full of joy and hope, and want to go up to the blue sky to embrace the bright moon!"
"My rabbit master Yin Zhi has a promising future!"
"There will be times when strong winds and waves break, so you can hang up your sails and sail across the sea!"
"I, Lord Rabbit, write about the country and the people!"
"There are tens of millions of mansions in Anhui, which can shelter all the poor people in the world and make them happy. They are as safe as a mountain even if the wind and rain do not move!"
"My rabbit master Yin Shu bravely reaches the top!"
"You will be at the top of the mountain, and you will see all the mountains at a glance!"
“…”
Some poems don't need much, just one sentence, to make people get goosebumps instantly after listening to them, and these poems read by Xiaobai have this kind of magic.
As Xiaobai read out each sentence of the poem, the scholars around him suddenly became silent, and their mouths all turned into 0.
Even Mr. Yu, who was writing a letter, did not know when he stopped writing.
"No!"
Thousands of troops and thousands of horses were stunned and dumbfounded.
I thought I was admiring Qin Feng's literary talents, but who knew that all the scholars in the world really owed him a fight. "Okay, so awesome!!"
Yourong's lips were slightly open and could no longer be closed.
Who would have thought that this devil who kills without blinking an eye, and is so mean-spirited, could have such literary talent.
If you really speak beautifully, the world will be prosperous, and if you frown, it will complement the troubled times.
“Young Master is so awesome!!”
The princess was so excited that her body trembled, and her eyes when looking at Qin Feng were filled with stars.
"Mom really didn't lie to me!"
Yu Lan looked at Qin Feng in trance, her heart pounding wildly.
She used to be very disgusted with her mother's arranged marriage, but when she got to know Qin Feng, she realized how right her mother's choice was.
Qin Feng is really a unique man in the world!
"Young Palace Master, you can really get married!!"
The masters of the Blue Devil Palace were anxious and wanted to push him instead of Yu Lan.
"What a genius in ancient times!"
Princess Nanfeng was beside her, and her heart was beating wildly when she heard this.
When Fang Chang came to Beijing alone that year, he also showed his extraordinary literary talent. He opened his mouth and recited eternal quatrains, which fascinated the ladies and ladies in the entire Daxia Imperial Capital.
It's just that his poems, compared with Qin Feng's poems, lack a majestic atmosphere.
It's like two people born in different dynasties, one was born in a stingy dynasty in a corner of peace, and the other was born in a prosperous dynasty where all nations came to visit.
Fang Chang's poems are not worthy of the peak of the Great Xia Dynasty, and Qin Feng's poems are not worthy of that dynasty.
With such a comparison between the two, she is more inclined to Qin Feng!
"So popular!?"
Qin Feng looked at everyone's reaction and decided to publish the poems in a book.
He must let Huanggu have his own Tang poetry and Song lyrics, even if its existence brings controversy, he must let the children of future generations feel the fear of being dominated by ancient poetry...
