In his heart, he had already decided that Muchuan would lose.
However, this is a matter of course. Everyone knows that Xu Jingzong is a professional in poetry.
In this poetry competition, Xu Jingzong had the advantage from the beginning.
"Your Majesty, since it is a poetry contest, we should not only look at the quality of the poem, but also the meaning of the work.
Lord Muchuan's poems are also very good, Your Majesty, can you let Lord Muchuan show them to you?"
Han Bin applauded and stood up proudly and said.
"this?"
Li Shimin hesitated and said, "Mu Chuan, where are your works?"
Muchuan said with a smile: "Your Majesty, the common people have just been thinking hard and finally have a few good poems, which I want to dedicate to Your Majesty, hoping to win His Majesty's smile! In addition, it can cheer up the people!"
"Oh, say it quickly!"
Li Shimin urged.
Xu Jingzong looked at Muchuan, his eyes full of teasing expression.
Is it really inspiring to the people?
Blow it on you.
At the beginning, I felt that your reputation for winning the top prize for your poems was a bit wasted. Maybe you bought the poems from some literary giant and fooled him in front of His Majesty.
You tricked the emperor into giving you the top prize.
Today I'm going to show you your true colors!
He wanted to humiliate Muchuan severely and let others know that Muchuan was just a wasted reputation.
What about Muchuan’s poems?
Is he chanting?
"Mu Chuan, why don't you write poetry?
Are you afraid?"
"That's right! You are the number one scholar in the Tang Dynasty, how can you be so cowardly?"
"Hurry up and compose poetry. You are grinding and whining. There is no style at all."
The ministers who were with Xu Jingzong below mocked Muchuan one by one. They kept laughing.
Li Shimin frowned, these people are too presumptuous!
These people really don't understand the rules.
He was about to say something when he suddenly heard Muchuan say: "I am a poet of the Tang Dynasty, so naturally I have to uphold the poetic spirit! What happened today was probably because Mr. Xu and others questioned my ability to lead troops and serve the country with loyalty.
It complies with the rules, so I will use a poem here to respond to the questions raised by Sir Xu and all of you!"
Li Shimin narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Okay! Muchuan, let's get started!"
I saw Muchuan just observing from the side and found that although Xu Jingzong suppressed him in terms of literary talent, he was far behind in terms of creativity.
Although he has many poems, they are basically empty and boring.
As for myself, my appreciation of poetry is much better than in my previous life.
However, Muchuan did not intend to directly read the poetry of Li Bai and other masters.
After all, this is ancient times, and I can't reveal too many trump cards.
Therefore, he chose a classic poem from his previous life, "Man Jiang Hong".
This is Yue Fei's work.
In history, this poem is called the "Soul of the Song Dynasty" and is one of Yue Fei's most outstanding poems.
The moral of this poem is that Yue Fei is arrogant on the battlefield, majestic, brave and invincible.
Moreover, Yue Fei always charged forward on the battlefield and never stopped.
Therefore, this poem is also very effective in boosting morale on the battlefield.
Therefore, in this environment, Muchuan's singing of "Manjianghong" is particularly outstanding.
Muchuan smiled slightly and looked at the crowd chanting: "The river is red, the crown is full of anger, and the rain has stopped by the railing."
Lift our sight, the sky and shouts, grand, vehement.
Thirty years of fame and dust, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon.
Don't wait any longer. The young man's head will turn gray and he will be filled with sorrow.
The shame of the Turks has not yet snowed.
When will the hatred of the ministers be destroyed?
Driving a long car, crossing the gap in Helan Mountain.
The ambition is to eat Korean meat when hungry, and drink the blood of Turks when they are thirsty and talk about laughter.
Be from scratch, clean up the old mountains and rivers, overturned Que.
"
As Muchuan recited the song "Man Jiang Hong" loudly, everyone present widened their eyes and looked at him in disbelief.
Suddenly, the entire courtyard fell into silence, and everyone looked at Muchuan dumbfounded.
Li Shimin was also stunned. This poem was so good that it exceeded his expectations. This was the first time he heard such a domineering and revealing poem.
Although Li Jing was Muchuan's opposite, he jumped up even more excitedly at this moment and shouted: "Okay! Good! Good! This song Man Jiang Hong can be said to be passed down through the ages."
"This...how is this possible?"
Xu Jingzong said in shock.
Compared with Muchuan's poems, my own poems are like garbage.
Wei Zheng also admired secretly in his heart. He did not expect Muchuan to have such literary talent.
"No wonder this kid can win the first place in the imperial examination, he is really awesome!"
Li Zhi thought in his heart that he was also a person who loved talents, and he really cherished talented people like Muchuan.
Li Shimin looked at Xu Jingzong, shook his head and said, "Xu Jingzong, what do you think? What Muchuan does is better than you. Do you have any good poems to come up with?"
"Father, why is this?"
Li Zhizhai asked in confusion.
Li Shimin chuckled lightly, and then said: "Although Xu Jingzong's poems are good, they lack artistic conception and feelings! He just doesn't understand the general method of composing poetry. What he writes is like a piece of stone.
Meaningless.
This Xu Jingzong is destined not to become a great person!"
After hearing Muchuan's poems, all the generals present couldn't help but burst into tears and couldn't help but admire him!
What a poem!
The same goes for Qin Shubao. He didn't expect Muchuan's poems to be so inspiring.
This poem is so good, simple and clear. It expresses that the general led the cavalry of the Tang Dynasty to conquer the outside of the Great Wall, killed countless enemies, beheaded the generals and captured the flag.
"This! However, this is not surprising. Who would have thought that a young boy could actually write such a popular and good poem?"
Xu Jingzong secretly said.
He was very panicked, fearing that Muchuan would steal his limelight!
"What a poem, what a poem!"
Wei Zheng immediately praised: "Your Majesty, Master Muchuan's poem is enough to shock people's hearts.
Your Majesty, this is your imperial poem, it will definitely cause a sensation.
The gold content of this poem is absolutely extraordinary."
Other ministers also agreed, and they all believed that Muchuan's song "Man Jiang Hong" could definitely calm everyone.
"Okay, good poetry."
Li Shimin said with a smile.
At this time, Cheng Yaojin's heart moved, and he stood up and said: "Since all the ministers have said that this poem "Man Jiang Hong" is shocking enough, I would like to ask, among you, can anyone here surpass the gold content of this poem?
Or can all of you here surpass the gold content of this poem?"
"Uh, this. This."
"This poem is so excellent that I can't fault it."
"When I listened to the first words, I felt my blood burning."
"My heart was beating so hard it felt like it was about to burst out of my throat."
