Chapter 1290

If we give Xiao Yao more time, he may be able to think of a more appropriate poem than this one.

But now, he just wants to read the poem.

The son of heaven calls himself an immortal in wine!

Xiao Yao is not a minister of Beilu, but a "I". It sounds incongruous, but how can he care so much at this time?

He thinks that it's good to put this sentence here.

As long as you can express your true thoughts, it's enough.

The poem Xiao Yao talked about before is Li Bai's Eight Immortals in drinking. Originally, this poem is definitely not a seven character quatrain, but there are too many contents in the complete content that haven't appeared in the world of Lingwu. For example, isn't it difficult for others?

In order not to reveal the truth, Xiao Yao can only cut the poem, which really loses a lot of charm. For Xiao Yao, as long as he completely expresses the central idea that the emperor can't get on the boat, it's enough.

After reading this poem, Taifu, Wang Wenge and Peng Wuwang were all silly.

Xiao Yao can understand the astonished expression of Taifu and Wang Wenge at this time, but Peng Wuwang looks like a ghost, and Xiao Yao can't understand it. What's special? He doesn't have any culture, and he pretends to be a cultural person

"Xiao Yao, when did you write this poem?" Wang Wenge couldn't help asking.

Because of his astonishment, the name of Xiao Yao has changed from "Mr. Xiao" to his first name.

Xiao Yao blinked at Wang Wenge and said, "what do you mean, when did you write it? It's just now!"

"Improvisation?" Wang Wenge seems a little incredible.

Xiao Yao nodded, anyway, this kind of cowhide, he did not blow less, now have been used to. If at first he would feel a little embarrassed, but now more and more times, he doesn't care. Anyway, he was not a shy person. If he would blush, Xiao Yao would be a red boy.

At this time, Wang Taifu also stood up and looked at Xiao Yao. He opened his mouth, and the muscles at the corners of his mouth were trembling slightly. But after a long time, he didn't say a complete word.

"Fortunately, fortunately..." finally, Wang Taifu just repeated these two words. After listening to them for a long time, Xiao Yao didn't understand what Wang Taifu wanted to express.

"Taifu, what's the luck?" Xiao Yao can't help asking.

"Lucky to see this person, lucky to hear this poem..." Wang Taifu said with a smile.

Xiao Yao can't speak at once. Even if it's normal for Xiao Yao to be shameless, Xiao Yao feels extremely shy to hear Taifu's praise.

"It's too much for me." Xiao Yao said quickly.

Wang Taifu ignored Xiao Yao and just waved his hand: "that's what it was."

Xiao Yao was completely speechless. The main reason was that Wang Taifu gave him such a big evaluation that he felt a little ashamed

However, even if you think about it, anyway, Wang Taifu's praise is not his own. It's Li Bai's turn to be embarrassed. What's so shy about him.

"I heard from Wang Wenge before that, Mr. talent. Now it seems that what he said is true." Because of a poem, Wang Taifu called Mr. Xiao Yao directly, and even extended his hand to bow.

Xiao Yao quickly turned aside and said with a bitter smile, "Taifu loves me so much. How can I have that ability? Besides, I'm a younger generation. How can I make your luggage, let alone Mr. two."

"In the bachelor's college, I only know knowledge!" Wang Taifu said.

Xiao Yao can only scratch the back of his head to keep silent.

"Mr. Xiao, can we take the month as the topic?" Wang Taifu suddenly stretched out his hand, pointed to the rising moon outside and said with a smile.

It seems that Wang Taifu is addicted to Xiao Yao's poems.

Xiao Yao Leng Lengshen, silent for some time, can only nod.

He knew that Wang Taifu not only wanted to listen, but also wanted to test whether he had talent worthy of his praise. Although the song just now was made on the spot, who can say it correctly?

How about wine Wang Wenge also said with a smile.

Wang Wenge's proposal is very impressive.

Wang Taifu didn't believe it after adding the moon and wine. Could Xiao Yao have been prepared before?

Xiao Yao laughed, hardly hesitated, then nodded: "good."

When Wang Taifu talked about taking the moon as the theme before, Xiao Yao thought of a poem. Unfortunately, there was wine in the poem.

He even wondered if Wang Wenge was a worm in his stomach. Otherwise, how could he know what he was thinking? This is really a great match!

Xiao Yuan picked up a glass of wine, went to the door, thought for a moment, and said in a loud voice: "a pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone, no blind date. Propose a toast to Mingyue, and make three people. Since the moon does not know how to drink, the shadow follows me. Temporary companion moon will shadow, xingle must reach spring. I sing the moon, I dance the shadow. When you wake up, you meet. When you are happy, when you are drunk, you disperse. Forever knot merciless travel, phase period Miao Yunhan

After reading a poem, Xiao Yao also felt that he directly picked up his glass and drank the wine in it.

At this time, he would like to thank his grandfather. If he didn't force himself to see these poems and odes when he was a child, how could he have such a good chance to pretend now? Even he was wondering if his grandfather knew long ago that he would experience these things now, so he was ready for his own journey.

Xiao Yao didn't like it, so he asked, "how about another word?"

At this time, Wang Taifu, Wang Wenge and Peng Wuwang have not recovered from the poem just now.

Hearing Xiao Yao's words, Wang Taifu just nodded subconsciously.

When I came back, I was deeply shocked.

It's not enough for this guy to write an amazing poem. In such a short time, he even thought of CI?

Is this guy really a genius?

Wang Wenge also stares at Xiao Yao, his inner shock is no less than his father. Before that, he knew Xiao Yao was a talented man, but he didn't expect that Xiao Yao's talent had reached such a level.

Peng has no special feeling.

He just thinks Xiao Yao's poems are pretty good, but it's really difficult for him to understand the artistic conception. But even if he didn't understand it, he could see something from the face of Wang Taifu and Wang Wenge. Obviously, Xiao Yao's poems were very good.

"When will the moon come? Ask Qingtian about the wine. I don't know what season it would be in the heavens on this night. I want to take advantage of the wind to go back, but I'm afraid that the tall buildings will be too cold. I'll dance to find out the shadow. It's like I'm in the world. The moon rounds the red mansion Stoops to silk-pad doors, Shines upon the sleepless Bearing no grudge. Why does the moon tend to be full when people are apart? People may have sorrow or joy, be near or far apart, the moon may be dim or bright, wax or wane, This has been going on since the beginning of time. I hope people will live a long time and enjoy the beautiful life together

This word is Xiao Yao's favorite, and it has a relatively wide spread. On earth, many children can recite it, because it is still a song.

In fact, when Xiao Yuan recites this poem, he is also thinking about his mother, Xia Yixing and Li Xiaoxiao.

Originally, this poem contains Sushi's yearning for his family.

After reading this poem, Xiao Yao's mood has become restless for a long time.

After waiting for a long time, he sighed and suddenly felt strange. There was no sound behind him. Didn't such a name exist in Lingwu world? If so, their own word format may be difficult to accept.

When Xiao Yao turned his face, he found a strange scene.

Wang Wenge and Wang Taifu were already excited, among which Wang Taifu was the most exaggerating, with tears in his eyes.

The reason why Peng Wuwang didn't speak was that he was completely ignorant at this time.

He didn't expect that just one poem could make Wang Wenge and Wang Taifu very excited.

Are the nerves of scholars so fragile?

Anyway, Peng Wuwang found it difficult to understand.

"Mr. great talent, great talent!" Wang rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes. "This poem reminds me of many lost relatives... I hope that people will live long and share a beautiful life together? People have their joys and sorrows, and the moon has its ups and downs. No matter which sentence is chosen, it can be handed down! "

Xiao Yao smiles.

He is not a real literati. His poems and songs are all copied from the previous world. Xiao Yao is just a porter, so he also feels that the emotions of Wang Taifu and Wang Wenge are difficult to understand. In fact, as a scholar, who does not want his works to be immortal?

"It's a lifetime!" After Wang Taifu finished crying, he burst out laughing, which almost made Xiao Yao feel that he was a psycho.

"There is only one stone in the world, and Mr. Xiao monopolizes eight fights!" Wang Wenge said seriously.

In this way, it has appeared on the earth, but the names of people have changed.

Xiao Yao also didn't expect that this is wrong, this sentence even used in his own body.

Should Cao Zijian not mind?

"I'm relieved, too." Wang Taifu Chang sighed and said with a smile.

"Don't worry about what?" Xiao Yao was stunned.

"Don't worry, let you take Wang Wenge to Yangcheng." Wang Taifu said with a smile, "my son, of course, is not a tool, but the good thing is that he has some talent. Of course, compared with Mr. Xiao, he is thousands of miles behind. He can help a little bit. It should be OK."

When Wang Wenge heard his father's words, his pupils suddenly contracted.

Xiao Yao was also shocked.

No one thought that Wang Taifu would make such an arrangement.

Is Wang Wenge talented?

This is almost certain. If not, why should Wuli attach so much importance to Wang Wenge?

Why should people look up at Wang Wenge?

If Wang Wen Ge can be turned to Yang City, will Wu Wutong and Zhao Danxuan be crazy?