Chapter 106

from the point of view of Li Shi's last literary accomplishment, we have to admit that long Aotian's poem is indeed well written.

What's more, the self-confidence and momentum of long Aotian when he wrote the poem let Li Shi confirm that the poem was indeed written by himself, and had nothing to do with the guard.

Li Shi had to admit that he was really out of sight this time.

There is no absolute waste wood in the world!

Long Aotian, who seems to be as straightforward as a Dai, seems to have completely changed his personality when he wrote poems.

If ordinary people, maybe at this time they really have to give in to the literary talent of long Aotian.

Unfortunately, i... bah... I'm Li Shikai is dead!

He was not like long Aotian, who had been preparing for a long time. He could easily find a poem that he had read in his previous life:

"the sun is shining at the beginning of the day, and the mountains and mountains are like fire."

When hearing the first two sentences, the guard and Wei Chengan were full of complacency and showed a sneering smile: "can children of this level write poems of this level? How dare you call it poetry if you laugh off your big teeth? "

Wei Hong and they shake their heads one after another. It seems that there should be no suspense in this fight. Long Aotian is going to win.

"A round of instant on the Tianqu, driving away the stars and the moon."

As soon as these two finishing words are put out, the whole hall is instantly quiet!

The first two sentences simply describe the scene of the rising sun, which seems rough and simple.

But the last two sentences, really will write the whole poem alive!

A red sun is rising slowly, the shining light will directly push back the stars and the moonlight in the sky!

It announced to the world: this sky, can only be dominated by my sun!

Just like Li Shi, who is standing in the hall, he is the only one who can shine brilliantly. The rest of us are the beads of rice to set him off.

When you look up, you can see the power of the emperor!

This is a poem of the emperor with lofty spirit, dominating ancient and modern times!

Any other poem will be in front of it will be low head, dark!

Wei Chengan and the guard opened their mouths and tried to say something, but they found that they could not find any shortcomings in the poem, nor could they find any words to refute Li Shi.

The two faces were so wonderful that they were shocked and angry, just like opening a big dye vat.

Yang luokui's evaluation of Li Shi has risen to a higher level.

This man is terrible! Is there anything else he won't do?

Yangluokui once again reminds himself, do not offend Li Shi!

As for Wei Ziling, on the contrary, she is quite calm. She has an inexplicable sense of worship for Li Shi. It seems that no matter how many shocking things Li Shi has done, she should have done it.

The more Zhao Yurou looks at Li Shiyue, she is happy, just like her mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law.

For many years, he has been full of doubts in his eyes.

Li Shi didn't hide his ambition when he wrote poems. Instead, he put himself in the body of Zhao Kuangyin, the ancient emperor. How could he hide the momentum of the superior who gave advice to the country.

Before that, Li Shi deliberately hid his clumsiness. In addition, Wei Hong entered the main place first. He thought he was a concierge, and his heart always looked down on him.

At this time, he looked at Li Shi carefully, but found that he was magnificent and upright. How could he be an ordinary concierge?

In addition, the man named Li Min is as close as the legendary city Lord's age. However, Wei Hong's heart slowly overlaps the two shadows, and his eyes can't help but flash horror and fear!

Long Ao Tian turned his head foolishly and said to the guard, "dragon three, the poem written by this man seems to be really better than mine."