As the sun sets low, a light mist rises from the river, like smoke and yarn, wrapping around the mountains and river.
Standing on this platform, Yang Qian felt a sense of loneliness and loneliness.
The trees in the mountains are alternately yellow and green, full of autumn, and with the afterglow of the setting sun, the mountains far and near seem to be coated with a touch of gold powder.
Li Xiuning's smart and deep almond eyes are slightly narrowed, and her long thick eyelashes are intertwined.
The handsome young man, clad in golden splendor, stood on the stage and almost wanted to ride the wind back home and began to chant.
"Jiang Gao looked at the dusk, wondering where he could rely on.
The trees are all in autumn colors, and the mountains are only covered with the setting sun..."
Accompanied by the whimpering whistle, the ethereal zither music, the ups and downs, and the emotion-filled verses, they linger in everyone's hearts.
The scheming faces all showed strange expressions.
Only Yang Guang, the emperor of the Sui Dynasty, looked at Yang Qian with strange eyes, who turned around and saluted him with a smile.
Yu Shiji looked at Yang Qian in a daze, shook his head slowly, and then sighed with emotion on his face.
"As soon as this poem was published, it echoed with His Majesty's masterpiece. It is truly seamless and wonderful..."
Yu Wenshu chuckled and said casually.
"Is that an exaggeration? The trees and mountains are nothing compared to your majesty's jackdaws, flowing water, and setting sun, which are so ecstatic."
Yang Qian, who was smiling and silent, saluted Yu Wenshu, who had other thoughts.
"The Duke's words are reasonable. How can His Majesty's talents and vision be compared to those of an ignorant young man like Qian?"
Yang Guang walked slowly. "You seem to have a deep meaning in your 'why do you want to rely on'..."
"Your Majesty is a wise man, I can see your Majesty's masterpieces and be "ecstatic" by them.
It is an extension of the famous line in "Farewell" written by Jiang Yan of the Southern Dynasty: 'Those who are in ecstasy can only say farewell'."
"I have a shameless face and wish to do good work with Your Majesty, so I ask, "Where can I rely on you?"
It is adapted from Cao Cao's "Dan Ge Xing": "The moon and stars are sparse, the black magpie flies south, and it circles the tree three times, and there is no branch to rely on."
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As Yang Qian faced the emperor Yang Guang's inquiries and spoke in a coherent manner, all the learned and talented ministers looked at each other.
Even if you are no longer used to seeing this young man fawning over the emperor, you have to admit that this Yang Langjun is extremely talented.
The emperor's masterpiece depicts the scenery of mountains and fields. In the leisurely mood, there is a bit of desolation.
Yang Qian's works also depict mountain scenery, and they are also in a leisurely mood, with a bit of hesitation and depression.
Among these two similar masterpieces, the emperor describes crows, rivers, villages, sunshine, and the last sentence expresses emotions.
Yang Qian's works are more like filling in omissions, making the artistic conception of Yang Guang's masterpieces even more lofty.
However, it also describes the situation that Yang Guang has not described, and also quotes verses from the famous work of his ancestors, Tanka Xing, to express his emotions.
Among all the officials present, Yu Shiji was probably the only one who noticed Yang Qian's intentions immediately.
Being able to use such masterpieces to highlight the Emperor's masterpieces will make them even more valuable in appreciation and literature.
Even Yu Shiji had to admit that at such a young age, Yang Qian would have done this intentionally.
Then his talent and wisdom are so high that he is really inhuman...
Yang Guang tasted it with endless aftertaste for a long time, and asked Yang Qian in a pleasant manner.
"Xiao Yangqing, does your poem have a name?"
Yang Qian blushed a little, but in order to complete the task, what is shame? What is integrity?
"Actually, I have an idea in my mind, but I am hesitant.
After all, my work is to imitate His Majesty, and I am even more afraid that the name of my poem will offend His Majesty..."
"Interesting..." Yang Guang stroked his thick beard, looked at Yang Qian, and summoned a eunuch.
"Give Xiao Yangqing pen and ink and ask him to write down the title of the poem."
Yang Guang returned to the imperial case, contemplated for a long time, and under the gaze of Queen Xiao, he wrote on the white rice paper.
Yang Qian sat in front of the case prepared by the eunuch, picked up his pen, and let the eunuch grind the ink for him. After concentrating on it, he dipped in the ink and started writing.
Li Yuan, who was standing aside, stretched his neck out of curiosity and saw two words written in Yang Qian's skilled cursive handwriting: Ambition.
At this moment, the emperor just picked up the rice paper on which the poem title was written, handed it to the eunuch beside him, and was walking slowly towards this side.
As a result, countless ministers looked so shocked that they couldn't help themselves.
""Ambition" is actually "Ambition"..."
Even Yu Shiji couldn't help but take a breath after seeing the title of Yang Qian's poem.
"Your Majesty..." Yang Qian just put down his pen and saw Yang Guang standing in front of the case and quickly bowed his head.
"Unexpectedly, I actually have a close connection with Xiao Yangqing."
Yang Guang picked up the rice paper, looked at the word "ambition" on it, and was amazed.
Yang Qian's face immediately darkened. The boss expressed misunderstanding, I'm not gay...
"Your Majesty, I haven't finished writing the title of my poem yet..."
"Oh? What should that be?" Yang Guang thought for a moment and couldn't help but reveal a meaningful smile.
"What I wrote as "Ambition", is what you wrote as "Poems of Harmony by Order"?"
"My lord, thank you for the name..." Yang Qian replied with a respectful salute.
Yang Guang was slightly stunned, then he clapped his hands and laughed loudly.
"It's wonderful, it's really wonderful, haha, your poem is very much in line with my wishes."
Queen Xiao on the side finally opened her red lips and smiled sweetly. "What a well-informed young gentleman who can speak well."
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"I'm convinced, I'm really convinced..." Li Yuan's face was full of sincere submission.
Gao Shilian on the side also nodded with deep understanding. He admired Yang Qian's talent and knowledge as well as his quick wit.
It is a common practice for the nobles to keep taboo. Even if it is just a poem, it is easy for Yang Lian, who is helpless in the court, not to benefit from it, but to follow the truth.
But with his words of thanks to His Majesty for the name, he not only praised the Emperor, but also avoided the danger of sharing the same name with the Emperor's masterpiece.
The first name with the same name surprised the emperor, and the second thank you for the name made the emperor happy.
Although all the important officials of the Sui Dynasty were jealous of Yang Qian's talents, they had to admire his quick wit.
Even Yu Wenshu, an old minister who disliked Yang Qian, a young boy whose fetal hair had not yet faded, had to admit it.
This little guy is as cautious as an old dog.
"Look, even the queen is praising you, little Yang Qing." Yang Guang smiled happily.
"I'm going to reward little Yang Qing with a hundred catties of gold, a hundred bolts of silk, and a brocade dress..."
"I thank your majesty for the reward, and thank you for your compliments." Yang Qian saw the words "mission accomplished" appear in his consciousness.
There was also the treasure box floating in sight, and a relieved smile finally appeared on his face.
"Little Yang Qing, why don't you go back to Xingyang and stay with me to drive with you." Yang Guang's voice made Yang Qian's face freeze.
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