Huang Jitian laughed and said, "The Prince of Great Qin still has time to care about me?"

"It's really not a good time."

Li Chen came to the terrace, stood beside Huang Jitian and looked at the capital in the misty rain. He took a deep breath. After several days of heavy rain, the air was particularly fresh, as if a coolness poured into his lungs from his nose and then rushed straight to his forehead, and his whole body was filled with energy.

"When you look at the guests on Yantai, you will be shocked, and the drums and drums are noisy. The cold light of thousands of miles produces snow, and the dawn on three sides moves dangerous flags. The beacons on the battlefield are connected to the moon, and the clouds and mountains on the sea are surrounded by Jicheng. Although I was not a writer at a young age, I still wanted to ask for a long tassel in regards to my merits!"

Li Chen opened his mouth and wrote a poem "Wang Jimen". It is full of literary talent. Anyone who reads it is all his works.

Huang Jitian next to him was still listening with relish at first, but when he heard the second half of the verse, his face turned dark.

This poem uses the scenery to describe people. His ambition to fight on the battlefield is almost on the face of Huang Jitian, the "Tartar".

"Crown Prince of the Great Qin, why don't you? You have to scare me around the bush by chanting a poem?" Huang Jitian curled his lips and said dissatisfiedly.

He felt that Li Chen loved to show off too much.

I know that your talent is moving around the world. I have heard of the poem "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng", not to mention that he has heard of it in the Qin Dynasty, even if he has never felt anything about poetry, he was even held back by his head and recited the poem.

In the words of the Emperor of Jin, this poem is so beautiful that it is beyond the present. It would be fine if it was just written by an ordinary scholar, but it was written by the prince of the Qin Empire, so you have to think carefully about every word and sentence.

For example, in "Preface to the Pavilion of Tengwang", the biggest expression of emotions is that the protagonist is depressed and begged for an opportunity to develop.

It would be fine if it was someone else, but it was the prince of the Great Qin or the prince who had just taken over the power of the state.

Why is this kind of personal career expressing such emotions when it is at its peak, and it is worthy of being proud of itself?

It can only be because of internal troubles and external enemies in the court that the prince of Qin was depressed and unsuccessful, and wished to sweep the world with one sword and bring peace to the world.

····These were not what Huang Jitian thought of, but were studied day and night by the civil officials of the Jin Kingdom, and the situation of the Great Qin Dynasty was studied.

In the past, Huang Jitian thought this was nonsense, but now when he heard this poem that Li Chen opened his mouth, the Thirteenth Prince felt that those civil servants still had something to do...

Li Chen didn't know what Huang Jitian was thinking. If he knew that a group of idle civil officials in the Jin Dynasty had made a reading comprehension of the poem he copied, he would probably throw dozens or hundreds of them to give them a "Collection of Tang Poems and Song Poems" so that they would not do serious things for the Jin Dynasty.

"What are you trying to scare you? Just feel it."

Li Chen put his hands on the railing and said lightly: "Do you want to play with a big one?"

Huang Jitian ignored Li Chen's intention, just said casually, and replied with a smile: "Let's play, I'm bored, and I'm just going to have a big stimulation. How big is it? I won't play if I'm not big enough."

Li Chen glanced at Huang Jitian and said, "Then do I think you agreed?"

Huang Jitian waved his hand and said, "The man in Jin Dynasty spitted and studded, saying that playing is just playing, the premise is that it is big enough!"
Chapter completed!