Gu Qingci never thought he was a person with noble character. He didn't feel much pressure when he did something like Wen Zhuangong. However, he never deliberately picked out some poems in his mind. Every time he felt something, he suddenly thought of it and said it casually.

Even many poems are actually pieced together and the whole poem is not written specifically. In addition to his never encountered this situation today, there is another very important reason that he cannot remember it very clearly. After all, after the college entrance examination, he rarely memorized those poems specifically.

Fortunately, since his martial arts became more and more advanced, many vague things in my mind became clearer and clearer, and my memory seemed to be getting better and better. I have been studying for more than ten years and have not known many poems. Although I dare not say that I still remember them all, many of them still have an impression.

However, he could not guess what Chen Tian should have to make, and he was not sure of it. However, many students in the Xia Kingdom now put their hope on him. Moreover, in the past half day, the Xia Kingdom scholars were also very moved by his protection and did not want to be an idle person all the time. He was willing to win the breath for Xia Kingdom in the situation within his ability.

After being directly pointed out by Chen Tianying, he stood up without much hesitation. He could be low-key, but not cowardly. With a long sleeve, Gu Qingci said lightly: "The article is natural, and I can get the wonderful sentences occasionally. I can't guarantee that any poem can be done, but I am willing to throw bricks and attract jade. Mr. Chen, please!"

Chen Peng smiled slightly and said, "What a good sentence 'A good article is natural, and it is a wonderful sentence. Mr. Gu is indeed a perfect expression, so I listen to it with politeness. For a long time, I have heard Mr. Gu's poems on the battlefield, which make people excited and express their minds. However, Mr. Gu cannot favor one or the other. Can he write a unique poem for the resentful women in the world?"

As soon as Chen Peng said this, the scholars of the Xia Kingdom couldn't help but curse shamelessly. There have been rumors that Gu Qingci was suddenly good at poetry because of the battle in Changling County that touched him a lot. The battlefield was stained with blood and his friends died. Therefore, Gu Qingci's poetry was basically all battlefield poetry and gifted to friends when he was parting.

What's more, Gu Qingci has always given people the impression that he looks gentle on the outside but has a strong heart. Now Chen Peng actually makes his daughter complain about poetry. This is no longer a problem, it is simply naked and shameless.

As expected, when Chen Peng said this, everyone found that Gu Qingci's expression had changed. The scholars of the Xia Kingdom were secretly anxious, while those famous girls were secretly worried and confused for Gu Qingci. On the one hand, they also hoped that Wushuang's son could write a poem about his daughter's family, but on the other hand, they were worried that Gu Qingci would be embarrassed if he couldn't write it. Many women began to mutter and scold Chen Peng.

The scholars in Yan State were very satisfied with Chen Peng's proposal. Although they heard a lot of discussions and some women's abuse, who are they? Literary and poets, the most important thing they lack is facial skin.

In fact, everyone was wrong. The reason why Gu Qingci was stunned was not because he could not copy the poems, but because he was a little shocked by Chen Peng's proposition, which was simply deliberately catering to him.

If Chen Peng made some particularly off-the-scene propositions, it might be really stumped. After all, he remembered not many poems, but the women’s complaints about poetry, and why do people who don’t study hard know a legendary woman, Li Qingzhao!

There are many poems that have been passed down through the ages of Li Qingzhao, and they are also one of the few legendary female poets in history. In high school textbooks, Li Qingzhao's lyrics are almost the most common. Gu Qingci can read a few poems casually.

Seeing Gu Qingci standing there, Chen Peng smiled and thought that the rebel army had worked. He was a little proud, but his face did not show any signs. Instead, he said: "Oh, I'm down, Meng Lang. Mr. Gu is a man who fought from the battlefield. How could he write a poem about resentment? If Mr. Gu is in a dilemma, he might as well forget it, I don't think so..."

Before Chen Peng finished speaking, Gu Qingci suddenly waved his hand and interrupted: "You are misunderstood. It's just that you just talked about the women's resentment, and suddenly remembered someone, and I felt a little moved for a moment!"

Chen Peng raised his eyebrows, and a bad premonition came, and he said slowly: "Then, Mr. Gu, but..."

Gu Qingci didn't say anything, slowly stood up, looked around everyone, took a step forward, and spoke slowly:

"The fragrance of red lotus roots leaves the jade mat in autumn. I lightly unload the silk clothes and go to the orchid boat alone. Who sends brocade letters in the clouds? When the geese return, the moon fills the west building."

"The flowers are floating and the water flows. A kind of lovesickness, two idle worries. This feeling has no way to be eliminated, and it has just fallen down, but it has come to my heart."

The courtyard suddenly fell into silence, and the needles fell to the sound of the sound. The people present were all really talented people, and they could not have poor appreciation ability. Literatures were inferior to each other, which was based on the fact that their strength was not enough to crush them.

It’s not how strong Gu Qingci is, but Li Qingzhao’s resentment is enough to shock those present. Even Chen Peng and even the scholars of Xia Kingdom, although they were reluctant, they had to admit that this poem is a masterpiece and is enough to spread throughout the world.

Of course, the ones who really touched the most were those talented women from famous families. No matter which era, women were the most easily infected and had the most emotional fluctuations. Even Princess Meng Qi of Yan State, after listening to Gu Qingci's poem, could not help but look at her husband beside her.

Tang Yun on the chief seat was silent for a long time, and didn't know what to think anymore. In the end, she was the first to break the silence and asked softly: "Mr. Gu, does this poem have a name?"

The expressions of everyone present fell into Gu Qingci's eyes without exception. He couldn't help but sigh that the charm of this poem is too great. Not to mention these ancient people, even in the era of the Internet-stricken era in his previous life, I don't know how many people were moved by Li Qingzhao a thousand years ago.

Hearing Tang Yun’s question, Gu Qingci glanced at the other party. Although he didn’t like the other party, he still didn’t want to fight in this situation, so he bowed and said, “The name of this poem is Yijian Plum. As for the name, it is called Red Lotus Fragrant Jade Mask Qiu!”

Tang Yun nodded and murmured silently: "This feeling is impossible to eliminate. I just brows but I am in my heart. It's so good to write it, so good!"

Wu Yu, who was sitting at the bottom of the house, looked at Gu Qingci in the field, and suddenly felt that the young man in white seemed to have a holy luster, his eyes were a little different, and he whispered softly: "Qin Keqing, I'm afraid you are the happiest woman in the world!"

Looking at the various emotions of many women and their eyes, Gu Qingci couldn't help but feel a little scared and hurriedly said loudly: "I'll just be a mere work. I'll just be a throwing brick and awesome young talents in Yan State, please!"

After being interrupted by Gu Qingci, the atmosphere was broken by half. Many people only realized and looked at the Yan State, especially the scholars of Xia State. They were all men, so they were not so emotional. They came to their senses and started to shout.

"All the talents of Yan State, please!"

"I wonder if Mr. Xiao also wants to write a poem?"

“…”

Listening to the sarcastic language of the Xia Kingdom, the scholars of Yan Kingdom were a little embarrassed, and Chen Peng looked even more bitter. However, Xiao Yuhe slowly stood up and said, "Brother Gu is in front of me, and no one dares to write poems again to make people laugh. I am willing to give up the disadvantages and are willing to take a pen to write this poem that has passed down from generation to generation!"

Xiao Yuhe, on behalf of Yan State, admitted defeat. Gu Qingci felt that there was no need to be aggressive, so he bowed and said, "I am honored, please!"
Chapter completed!