"I agree with Brother Qin's suggestion. It's time to change the way we play. It's so boring to always write poems!" Wei Wuxin said.
Zhuge Chaoyang said, "I agree."
"Quickly change the way you play."
"Writing poetry is so boring."
"..."
The poems Ye Changsheng wrote were so awesome that it was impossible to win against him. If they continued to write poems, they would lose miserably.
In their opinion, "Silent Night Thoughts" was written by Ye Changsheng. If he wrote another poem, who would have a chance?
Master Changmei saw what these people were thinking and sneered, "It's not that writing poems is boring, it's just that you guys are too cool."
The truth was revealed in one sentence, and many people looked embarrassed.
There is nothing we can do. Who is Ye Changsheng so powerful?
Emperor Zhou asked Qin Jiang, "What kind of gameplay do you want to change?"
Qin Jiang said, "Your Majesty, I think the theme remains the same this time, but instead of writing poetry, let's write lyrics instead!"
"Okay." Wei Wuxin immediately spoke out in support.
Ye Changsheng, you are great at writing poems, but what about writing lyrics?
As everyone knows, Ye Qiu wanted to laugh after hearing this.
"Poems and lyrics are integrated. I can write poems, but why can't I write lyrics?"
"Besides, I have hundreds of ancient poems in my head. If I pick out any one of them, it will make your jaw drop."
"You actually want to embarrass me in this way, you idiot."
Emperor Zhou frowned.
Qin Jiang was afraid that Emperor Zhou would disagree, so he said, "Your Majesty, I have another suggestion."
"As we all know, Princess Ning'an is known as the most talented woman in the Great Zhou Dynasty. I would like to ask Princess Ning'an to write a poem first to let us have a glimpse of the most talented woman in the Great Zhou Dynasty."
"Then we'll write again."
Emperor Zhou glanced at Ye Qiu and saw that Ye Qiu looked calm and calm. He turned to Ning An and asked, "Are you okay?"
Ning An smiled lightly, "No problem."
"Okay, let's do it!" Emperor Zhou decided on the spot.
Qin Jiang raised his head and looked at Ning An sitting on the dragon throne, with a smile on his face that he thought was very charming, and said, "Princess Ning'an, please!"
Ning An said, "I already have the words in my heart, just read it."
"A piece of green glass reflects the moon in the red window, and the green servant girl is speechless in the mirror. She is only afraid of being heartbroken."
"The precious duck stick is filled with smoke, the silk belt hangs with double knots, and the Xiang curtain is rolled up to let the swallows fly, announcing the Spring Festival."
Ye Qiu glanced at Ning An in shock.
She speaks words without thinking, she is indeed my woman.
Others have already begun to flatter me.
"The most talented woman in the Great Zhou Dynasty is well-deserved." Qin Jiang glanced at Ning An infatuatedly and said to himself, "Only such a woman can be worthy of me."
"Princess Ning'an is extremely talented, I admire her." Wei Wuxin was also thinking in his heart that he must get Ning'an no matter what.
As for Zhuge Chaoyang, he glanced at Ning An, quickly lowered his head, and thought hard.
"Brother Wei, who comes first, you or me?" Qin Jiang asked Wei Wuxin.
In his opinion, among these competitors, only Wei Wuxin is worthy of being his opponent.
As for Ye Qiu, this guy will be dealt with later.
"You come first!" Wei Wuxin said.
"Okay, then I'm welcome." Qin Jiang picked up the pen and wrote it in one stroke.
Soon, a word jumped out on the page.
Someone read loudly
"The little red building, you can listen to it all night long, the sound of the eaves has not stopped; it's not like the golden wind and jade dew, the palace of Guanghan."
"The green curtain hangs low, the fragrant seals are thin, and the Yao steps are slowly stepped with slippery moss marks. I am afraid of Chang'e, and I will fight against Chanjuan in many troubles, which will make me sad."
"The sleeves are thin, the ice wheel is clean, the silver and silver are different, the clouds and servant girls are gone; accompanied by a solitary shadow, it wanders around a few times."
"The Gui Palace is dust-free and cool as water, and the road on Pengshan Mountain is clear and snowy."
"I wish that from now on, I can drink away my sorrows and joys, and enjoy the starry night!"
There was a lot of praise at the scene.
"good words!"
"This poem seems to be better than the one written by Princess Ning'an."
"He is worthy of being the most talented person in Daqian. His every move is a masterpiece!"
"..." .??.
Ye Qiu glanced at Qin Jiang and had to say that this guy was indeed talented.
"Everyone is laughing." Qin Jiang cupped his hands and said, "Brother Wei, it's your turn."
Wei Wuxin was not polite, walked to the table, picked up his pen and started writing.
As he was writing, someone next to him was reading: "The peaches on the sea are fruitful. Five thousand years, the fairy is flying."
"The stars are dancing, the neon lights are swaying."
"Spring scenery in Yaochi."
"The golden cup is filled with wine, and a bright moon shines through."
"The Gui Palace and the fragrant country will wait until the success is achieved. I will not grow old in eighty thousand autumns, and my temples will become whiter with frost."
Qin Jiang's expression changed.
Wei Wuxin's poem is obviously better than his.
Even Kong Tianxia commented, "Yes, it is a good poem. Prince Wei is not simple."
Ye Qiu's eyes narrowed.
Although he didn't know much about poetry, he could tell from Wei Wuxin's and Qin Jiang's poems that both of them were talented. The difference was that Qin Jiang's poems had more of a son-daughter love, more like The scholar is sentimental, but Wei Wuxin's poems are very grand and the scenes are majestic.
"This guy is very ambitious!"
Similarly, after Wei Wuxin finished writing, he also received many people's rainbow farts. Then he looked at Ye Qiu and said, "Ye Changsheng, it's your turn."
"You are good at writing poetry, but I wonder how good you are at writing lyrics?"
"Ye Changsheng, don't let everyone down!"
Ye Qiu said lightly, "I can't write well. How about I read your handwriting?"
Wei Wuxin was stunned.
What's the meaning?
Let me write it for you?
>
Who are you riding on?
I am the eldest prince of the Wei Dynasty and the future lord of the Wei Dynasty. You actually asked me to write for you. You are so shameless.
"Ye Changsheng, I also want to help you write, but I'm afraid my words won't match your words. I'm sorry." Wei Wuxin declined politely.
Ye Qiu smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, then you can help me grind it!"
Stirring your nose and hitting your face, right?
I am your uncle.
"Sorry, my hands are sore." Wei Wuxin refused with a cold face.
"Changsheng, let me help you grind it." At this time, Ning An suddenly walked down from the Jinluan Palace and said softly.
Her move made Wei Wuxin and Qin Jiang so jealous that they almost cried.
As for Zhuge Chaoyang, his eyes are red. He also wants to ask Ning An to help him grind it, but he still hasn't figured out what to write.
"Brother Ye, if you don't mind it, how about I help you write it?" Kong Tianxia volunteered.
Ye Qiu readily agreed, "Brother Kong can help me write, I really want it."
Kong Tianxia wrote, Ning'an polished, this row of noodles...
Invincible!
There is no one present who does not envy him.
Ye Qiu stood up and said, "Although my poems are pretty good, I really don't know anything about lyrics."
"However, I just saw Brother Qin and Brother Wei write two poems, and I got some inspiration."
"I hope you won't laugh at me later."
After saying that, Ye Qiu came to Ning'an's side and whispered:
""Water Melody Songtou"!"
"When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine. I wonder what year it is tonight in the palace in the sky."
"I want to ride the wind back home, but I'm afraid that it's too cold in the beautiful buildings and jade buildings at high places. I dance to clear my shadow, how can I feel like I'm in the human world."
"Turn around the Zhu Pavilion, lower the Qi household, and the light will keep you awake. There should be no hatred, why should we be reunited when we say goodbye?"
"People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. I hope that people will live forever and share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles apart."
