Huang Jitian laughed and said, "Prince Da Qin still has time to care about me?"
"There really isn't much free time."
Li Chen came to the terrace, stood next to Huang Jitian and looked at the capital in the mist and rain. He took a deep breath. After several days of heavy rain, the air was particularly fresh. It was as if a coolness poured into his lungs from his nose and went straight to his forehead.
, the whole person’s spirit was lifted.
"The visitors at Yantai are startled when they look at it, and the Han generals are camped with noisy drums and drums. The cold light of thousands of miles is covered with snow, and the dawn on three sides is shaking with dangerous signals. The beacon fire on the battlefield is connected with the moon, and the clouds and mountains on the seaside are surrounded by Jicheng. Although the young man is not a writer,
In terms of merit, I still want to ask for a long tassel!"
Li Chen opened his mouth and sang "Wang Jimen", which is full of literary talent. No matter who reads it, it is everyone's work.
Huang Jitian next to him listened with interest at first, but when he heard the second half, his face turned dark.
This poem uses a scene as a metaphor for people. His ambition to fight on the battlefield was almost slapped on the face of Huang Jitian, a "Tatar".
"Prince of the Qin Dynasty, it's not like that, you want to scare me in a roundabout way while chanting a poem?" Huang Jitian curled his lips and said dissatisfiedly.
He felt that Li Chen liked to show off too much.
I know that your talent has moved the world. Not only in the Qin Dynasty, but also in the Kingdom of Jin, he has heard of the song "Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng". Even he, who has never had any feeling for poetry, was pressed on the head by his father and recited this poem.
Come down.
In the words of the Emperor of the Jin Kingdom, the literary grace of this poem is unparalleled in ancient and modern times. If it were just an ordinary scholar, it would be fine, but it was written by the prince of the Qin Empire, so every word and every sentence must be carefully considered.
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For example, in "Preface to Prince Teng's Pavilion", in addition to describing the scenery throughout the text, the biggest emotional expression is that the protagonist is depressed and begging for a chance to develop.
It would be fine if it were someone else, but it happened to be the Crown Prince of Qin, the Crown Prince who had just taken over the power to supervise the country.
Why do you express such emotions when your personal career is at its peak and you should be very satisfied?
It can only be because of the internal troubles and foreign enemies in the court that the Prince of Qin was depressed and frustrated. He wished he could wipe out the world with one sword and bring peace to the world.
···These are not what Huang Jitian thought of, they were the result of the study of the Jin Kingdom’s civil servants day and night and the national conditions of the Qin Dynasty.
In the past, Huang Jitian thought this was nonsense, but now that he heard this poem coming out of Li Chen's mouth, Brother Thirteen felt that those civil servants still had something to offer...
Li Chen didn't know what Huang Jitian was thinking in his heart. If he knew that a bunch of idle civil servants in the Kingdom of Jin could make a poem he copied into a vivid reading comprehension, he would probably lose dozens or hundreds more.
First of all, go and give them a "Complete Collection of Tang Poems and Song Ci" so that they can stop doing serious things for the Kingdom of Jin.
"What are you trying to do to scare you? I'm just saying it because of my feelings."
Li Chen put his hands on the railing and said calmly: "Do you want to play with a big one?"
Huang Jitian ignored Li Chen's intention to come over, and just said it casually, and replied with a smile: "Have fun, I was bored, and I just wanted a big stimulation. How big is it? It's not big enough for me.
Don’t play.”
Li Chen glanced at Huang Jitian and said, "Then do I think you agreed?"
Huang Jitian waved his hand and said: "The men of the Jin Kingdom spit and nail each other. If they say they want to play, they will play. The premise is that they are old enough!"
Li Chen chuckled lightly, raised his hand and hooked Huang Jitian's neck to pull him to his side, and said calmly: "Is the Liao Kingdom's 600,000 cavalry big enough?"
