With comparison.

Only then will there be harm.

After Qin Chen came to the stage, Zhou Feng deeply felt the harm caused by this comparison of appearance. Although he was still very calm on the surface, in his heart, he inexplicably felt that he had suffered a critical attack on his appearance brought by His Royal Highness...

At this moment, standing in the court with the Prince of Zhenbei, Zhou Feng felt the pressure inexplicably. He had completely lost his previous aura of neither humble nor arrogant.

Because at this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the prince of Zhenbei, he felt that he was simply dispensable and at best he was just a foil.

Moreover, what is even more annoying is that at this moment, many beautiful women in their Zhou delegation were staring at the prince of Zhenbei like a silly girl. This... made the dignified prince of Zhou feel a little hurt. Not only were he injured by the people from Chu, but he is also subject to a critical attack from his own people...

At this time, the prince of Zhenbei who was standing opposite him spoke and said, "Prince Zhou, you are a guest from afar, please invite him first."

After hearing what the prince of Zhenbei Wang said, the eyes of the entire Zhaoyue Square looked at Zhou Feng again.

Zhou Feng's heart was a little more balanced. Then he felt that it was time for him to show off. He came forward to slap the prince of Zhenbei in the face, so naturally it was impossible for this guy to show off.

Zhou Feng said: "Wait for a moment."

Under the gaze of the audience, Zhou Feng slowly paced in the audience, with a bit of thought showing between his eyebrows. He was already preparing for the next test, improvised poems, with the title of the moon...

Qin Chen stood quietly in the same place, with a calm expression and calmness, looking at the Prince Zhou who was walking around leisurely.

After a while, Zhou Feng stopped, his frown also stretched out, and a smile appeared on his face. He looked at Empress Qin on the platform and said, "Empress, I have already thought about it."

Queen Qin smiled and said, "Prince Zhou is indeed quick-witted. Since you have already thought about it, you should show your poems in public. Whether it is good or bad, the guests in the venue will have their own opinions."

Zhou Feng nodded, and his mind moved, and then the internal force in his body gathered on his right hand. He used his hand to write in the void in front of him, and condensed it into words with the force of the void. Such an illusory font can be maintained in the void for a period of time and has its own inspiration. This way of writing and displaying is undoubtedly very suitable for such a moon.

Zhou Feng wrote quickly on the spot by hand.

After a while, Zhou Feng stopped.

Above the void in front of Zhou Feng.

Four lines of poems shining with inspiration.

It has quietly appeared in everyone's eyes.

Zhou Feng faced Empress Qin on the high platform, standing beside the poem with his hands behind his back, with a smile on his face, but there was a hint of arrogance between his eyebrows. He thought he was very confident in his improvised poems.

Zhou Feng smiled and said, "The poem is here. Please appreciate your Majesty, the Empress, and everyone here."

At this moment, everyone's eyes were also staring at Zhou Feng's four-line poems.

The poems and essays in the void, with four lines, totaling twenty-eight characters, the poems and essays read:

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Once the wind and moon are together forever,

The jade face is met in the singing of Chu.

The moon dances under the country,

The immortal sound enters the Chu Palace.

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Everyone in the field was looking up and down, and while reading, he was nodding secretly. He was indeed very literary.

Seeing everyone's appearance, Zhou Feng also had a hint of pride on his face. He felt the admiring gazes coming from around him. He also felt energetic. The frustration he had with the appearance of the prince of Zhenbei was suddenly gone.

At this moment, he was the focus of attention of the audience.

Very good-looking, useful?

Zhou Feng glanced at the prince of Zhenbei, not far away, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. He could not wait to see the prince's prince's embarrassment. He was handsome and could not be used as a food. Strength was the capital to win respect from others.

Zhou Feng turned around and looked at Qin Chen, and smiled and said, "It's ugly, prince, it's your turn."

Hearing this, everyone's eyes looked at Qin Chen again.

At this moment, the faces of the Chu people present were a little unnatural and they were very panicked...

"It's over..."

As soon as this poem by the eldest prince of Zhou was released, many people in Chu no longer had hope for this playboy prince. In such a short time, this playboy prince would definitely not be able to write a better poem than the eldest prince of Zhou.

At this moment, they just hope that the prince and ancestor will not lose too badly, at least they must write a decent poem, alas...

"Boy, please give your father a sigh of relief. In front of His Majesty, the Queen, and the Chu nobles, if you are slapped in the face by the Zhou people, then this time you will be really embarrassing to grandma's house..." King Zhenbei also became nervous, and the wine in his hand was not drunk for a long time, and his eyes were always staring at his "honest" son.

President Nangong, who was beside the King of Zhenbei, was not too worried. He felt that since this kid dared to go out, he should still have some confidence. After all, being able to write that tragic border poem at least means that this kid is still a little talented. Of course, no one can say that such an illusory thing as talent is. Although she is not very worried, she is also not at ease...

On the platform, Empress Qin was naturally a little nervous. She stared at her baby nephew, with a look of worry flashing in her eyes, and she had no confidence at all. This little guy really made people feel a little worried.

She looked at the King of Chu sitting beside her again. While drinking wine, the King of Chu looked at Qin Chen with a smile, as if he was interested, but he couldn't see any worries about His Majesty.

Queen Qin smiled bitterly in her heart. Why do she feel that His Majesty is quite confident in her nephew?

However, worrying at this moment is useless, it still depends on Qin Chen's performance.

It’s a mule or a horse, just take it out and take a walk.

Zhou Feng continued to smile and said, "Criminal, don't worry, just think about it slowly, there is time."

Qin Chen ignored the eldest prince of Zhou. He just walked to the latter, then frowned and looked at the four-line poem floating in the void.

After a while, Qin Chen withdrew his gaze and said in a rather puzzled tone: "Is this also called poetry?"

Finally, Qin Chen commented: "I give you four words, I'm short and powerless!"

"Uh...this?"

Hearing Qin Chen's words, everyone in the audience was stunned and didn't react for a moment. This poem... is short and powerless?

Our prince and ancestor are quite proud.

However, hearing Qin Chen's words made the people of Chu feel a glimmer of hope and expectation in their hearts. Could it be that this guy came up with something excellent?

They don't have to guess anything anymore.

After saying that, Qin Chen took off his pen and Chengying on his waist. He moved the power of the realm to the invisible sword tip, and then used the sword as a pen and began to quickly sprinkle it in the void.

Qin Chen said that Zhou Feng was short and powerless.

Then what he wants to write is naturally long and powerful.

Qin Chen held the Chengying Sword in his hand, and the Chengying Sword Body under the moonlight was reflected on the ground. The sword body flashed, and Qin Chen seemed to be dancing with a sword, but in the sword dance, the literary temperament of splashing ink and wielding.

In this sword-wielding poem, everyone present had a wonderful feeling, as if the free and easy knight and the elegance of the literati actually got a perfect fit in this prince, with both civil and military skills. This is naturally the most respected way of practice in the cultivation world of China's mainland, because the further the practice is to rely on understanding, one's own understanding, and all living things... These all require a heart as good as a literati, to understand the heaven and earth, and to achieve spiritual transcendence, so that the spirit is in harmony with the great way of heaven and earth. As the saying goes, man follows the earth, the earth follows the heaven, the heaven follows the way, and the Tao follows nature...

Tao is in nature, between heaven and earth.

Only a heart that is good at understanding can touch the true Tao.

Therefore, on the mainland of China, the cultivation achievements of reckless men are ultimately limited, and a truly powerful man must have great wisdom.

The path of cultivation in mainland China is like "reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles". Walking with the principles in the books and understanding them on the way. Such practice will definitely be more effective than the current practice of reckless people.

Therefore, seeing Qin Chen dancing and writing poems at this moment, everyone had that wonderful feeling. In Qin Chen, they saw the most suitable path of cultivation, both civil and military cultivation, but this is exactly what many people cannot do...

Qin Chen danced his sword under the moon, his white clothes emerged from the dust, and his invisible sword was waving, but he was writing agile words. In the void, lines of poetry and essays kept flashing with the light of inspiration condensed.

The figure in the field, wielding a sword poem, seemed to be a graceful and elegant sword fairy, with a transcendent temperament and no longer belonged to the world. It made many beautiful girls in the field look a little crazy. Compared to Zhou Feng's short and powerlessness, they naturally prefer the long, powerful, and so handsome like His Royal Highness, how could they be so cool...

Seeing the prince of Zhenbei, Zhou Feng snorted coldly in his heart, fancy and whistle, useful? He wanted to see what this guy could write.

At this moment, everyone was also looking forward to Qin Chen's poems. Is it a brilliant literary style or an embroidered pillow?

After a moment, under the gaze of everyone.

Qin Chen collects his sword.

The poems and essays have been completed.

Lines of words shining with spiritual light emerged in the void, and the words and spiritual light and the moonlight shine together.

Everyone stared at the poems and essays floating in front of Qin Chen.

The full text is as follows:

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When will the bright moon come? I asked the blue sky with wine. I don’t know what year it will be tonight? I want to ride the wind, but I am afraid that the jade building and jade tower are cold. I dance and play with the clear shadows, how does it seem like I am in the world?

Turn the red pavilion, lower the beautiful house, and shine without sleep. There should be no hatred, so why should we be far away? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has phases and waxing, and this matter is difficult to be complete in ancient times. I hope people will live long and share the beauty of the moon with thousands of miles apart.

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Under the moonlight, a line of poetry shines brightly under the moon.

After reading this line of lyrics.

People in the entire Zhaoyue Square.

They all looked shocked, even shocked!

"Wonderful! Wonderful! Wonderful! It's simply amazing!"

"Such talent is rare in the world! This is definitely the best word I have ever seen!"

A moment later, the audience was in an uproar.

It caused a sensation, and many people stood up and rushed to see it, as if they saw a peerless treasure.

At this moment, they thought about Zhou Feng's poems again, and they were too lazy to see them with their eyes. Can this be compared?

It's a world of difference!

It's really as short and powerless as the prince's comments!

As soon as the prince’s poem was released, Zhou Feng’s poem was a trash, and it was incomparable at all!

At this time, even the King of Chu who had been drinking quietly on the high platform could not help but clap his hands.
Chapter completed!